After half a stick of incense, a figure suddenly jumped out of the forest beside the road. This person only glanced at Han Fu who fell to the ground, and then stretched out his finger to poke the "Zhongchong point" on the opponent's palm. With such force, Han Fu was

Carefully wake up.

Han Fu opened his eyes and saw the face of the person who rescued him. He sighed and said:

"Zhang Qianjun, you are so powerful. I knew that my escape opportunity, route and method were perfect. I didn't expect that you would still see through it. That's all. I, Han Fu, admit defeat! The person with the flirtatious eyes who knocked me out was

Did you send him here? Humph, what a weird martial art..."

This man in green is naturally Zhang Qianjun. After hearing Han Fu's words, Zhang Qianjun shook his head and said:

"Master Han, the person you are talking about is my junior brother, but he was not sent by me. I feel ashamed to say it... Could you please tell me where to go as we go west along this road?"

Han Fu replied:

"Going west all the way ahead, well... that is the most famous sea of ​​peonies in Chang'an City."

A hundred years ago, when Chang'an was the capital of the Qin Dynasty, a new scholar recited a poem, "The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hoofs are so bad that he can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

, after that it also became a grand scene in Chang'an City, known as the Sea of ​​Peonies.

Zhang Qianjun nodded after hearing "Sea of ​​Peonies", counted on his fingers, and murmured to himself. After a while, Zhang Qianjun nodded and said, "It's just in time." Then he said to Han Fu:

"Master Han, I'm sorry."

After saying that, Zhang Qianjun's fingers were like the wind, and he touched several large acupoints of Han Fu. Then he clasped Han Fu's belt with his left hand and lifted Han Fu up as if effortlessly. Then he used Qinggong and jumped up to the top of the tree.

, and then headed west.

Zhang Qianjun's martial arts skills are indeed as good as the rumors say. He is holding a large living person in his hand, but his speed is not inferior to that of a horse. What's even more rare is that he can walk on the ground on the tree without any fluctuations.

But after a cup of tea, Zhang Qianjun suddenly stopped, and then he fell down, using the light skill of "falling snow without leaving a trace", and slowly fell to the ground. He leaned Han Fu against the tree and lit the fire.

Zhezi, lowered his head and checked the ground.

After a while, Zhang Qianjun stood up, but his brows furrowed. He thought for a moment and listened. Sure enough, there was a sound coming from the woods on the left side of the road.

Zhang Qianjun followed the sound and saw a horse with red cloth tied to its four hooves. It was chewing grass deep in the woods, and on its back was a bulging sack.

Zhang Qianjun stepped forward and opened the sack. He saw that the bag was filled with a bag full of soil and some gravel. The soil was still new, and it had obviously been dug out not long ago.

Zhang Qianjun secretly said "Ashamed". He had just followed the traces of the horse's hooves on the ground, but just now he suddenly noticed that the horse's hooves had disappeared, and then he landed to check. Sure enough, the horse ran here, and the weight of the sack was no more than that of an adult man.

The strange thing must have been Jiang Xiaoshu who used it to fake hoof prints to confuse him, and he followed the hoof prints of a horse carrying a sack for a long time. If the horse had not been driven by someone and went to eat grass on the roadside, I was afraid that I would have to do it again.

Be deceived for longer.

Throwing down the sack, Zhang Qianjun saw that there was a small leather bag on the saddle, which was firmly tied to the saddle buckle, so he took off the small leather bag and poured out the contents.

The first item is a token. The token is made of alloy and looks very new. On it is a long sword with a simple style and the word "Tian Jue" is engraved on it.

Zhang Qianjun put away the token and looked at another thing. It was a note. The note said:

"Elder brother, when you see this note, you should have found Han Fu, and also found a horse and a sack. I have calculated it. Unless your Qinggong has improved recently, otherwise I will

The next run is decided. Senior brother, you take Han Fu to do something, and then bring my 'Tian Jue Order' back to the capital to return to the capital, um... yes! You just said that there is something fishy in the case, I have to continue the investigation, you can only do it for me

The return of life is like this, alas! Anyway, you just have to tell the truth, take your leave, and say goodbye to you."

Although the handwriting on the note was scrawled, the ink had dried long ago. It looked like it had been written an hour or two ago. Zhang Qianjun thought about it. After he went to Han Fu's residence to catch Han Fu an hour or two ago, he

He brought Han Fu back to his residence, and he has not seen his junior brother since then. It seems that his junior brother already wanted to run away at that time, and when he went downstairs to look for pen and paper for interrogation, Han Fu took the opportunity to escape, and

The junior brother who was hiding in the dark quickly wrote this letter and followed Han Fu out of the city.

At that time, the junior brother had already thought out every step of running away and calculated the timing. When he found out, he was already a step too late. Even though he caught Han Fu quickly, the junior brother really did this this time.

Ran away successfully...

Thinking that his junior brother could come up with this plan to deceive him in a very short period of time, Zhang Qianjun couldn't help but admire him. But looking at the junior junior brother's everlasting tired and lazy tone in the letter, he couldn't help but laugh or cry.

Zhang Qianjun led the horse back to the roadside, put Han Fu on the horse, got on the horse, and headed west together.

Not long after, the two rode horses to the sea of ​​peonies that Han Fu had mentioned. Under the moonlight, the colorful peonies in the day were only black and white. Although they were no longer purple and red, there were sparse shadows and dark shadows.

The fragrance floats, but it also has a unique flavor.

Suddenly, Zhang Qianjun heard the sound of human voices and the sound of gold and iron coming from the right side in front of him. He raised his eyes and saw that there seemed to be fire dancing in the sea of ​​flowers to the north a mile away.

Zhang Qianjun turned over and dismounted, tied the horse to a big stone on the roadside, and then quickly tapped Han Fu's mute point, while he hunched his body and quickly dived towards the source of the sound.

Approaching the source of the fire, Zhang Qianjun spotted a higher place, jumped up, and was close to the fire, and the sound became clearer in his ears.

Zhang Qianjun didn't know if the other party was facing his direction, so he couldn't put his head out to check, so he simply lay down and closed his eyes, using his ears to judge the number of people and the depth of the opponent's martial arts.

There are four people below, divided into two groups. Three of them are besieging another person. Moreover, the martial arts of these four people are not low. Especially the person being besieged has nimble steps and quick rise and fall. He can be regarded as a good player.

Hearing that there was no junior brother among these four people, Zhang Qianjun was about to leave. However, he suddenly found that the three people in the besieging party kept yelling and cursing, but he did not know what was going on. After listening more carefully, Zhang Qianjun discovered that these three people said

It was actually wild wolf talk.

Zhang Qianjun secretly said:

"Ever since Qin Huang formed an alliance five years ago and Wolf King Tuoba Zhi tragically died in the capital, they, from the regent Tuoba Haer down, have had a deep hatred for our Great Qin. And this is the western suburbs of Chang'an City, so it can be considered a

We are in the hinterland of our Great Qin, but we suddenly encountered a master of Desolate Wolf. We don’t know whether he is an enemy or a friend? What is the purpose of entering our Great Qin this time? What is the identity of the person they are besieging?"

Suddenly bumping into this incident late at night, the world is dangerous, and it is normal for someone to fight, and he should not watch and eavesdrop. But when it comes to the wild wolf, Zhang Qianjun cannot ignore it, so he can only ignore other things for the time being. Zhang Qianjun stretched out his hand

He reached behind him, touched the scabbard of his sword, and then closed his eyes again to listen to what was happening on the field.

For some reason, the three wild werewolves kept shouting and shouting, and Zhang Qianjun even heard the curses in their voices, but the man they were besieging never said a word.

Zhang Qianjun thought:

"Could it be that the person they were besieging was a member of my Daqin family? Because I couldn't understand their wild wolf language, I kept silent and concentrated on fighting the enemy. I was waiting for the opportunity. If this person was defeated, I would intervene to stop him.

We must get to the bottom of this matter."

At this time, Zhang Qianjun's ears suddenly heard the sound of whining. Zhang Qianjun had rich experience, and he immediately recognized that it was a soft whip, and thought it was taken out by someone on the field. He only heard a few more snaps,

The three wild werewolves were yelling and cursing even more fiercely. It seemed that the man they were attacking had taken out his weapon and injured them.

Suddenly, after hearing a loud bang, the sound of whining through the air suddenly stopped, and the three wild werewolves shouted loudly, their tone seemed to be a little excited, and then they roared together, with a muffled "boo" sound.

Then there was a woman's sweet shout.

Zhang Qianjun knew that one of the wild werewolves must have held on to the soft whip despite the pain of being slapped by the opponent, and the other two people took action to break the soft whip. However, the person being attacked was actually a woman. This couldn't help but scream.

Zhang Qianjun was very surprised.

Then, he secretly became angry again. So late at night, three wild werewolves were besieging a woman on the outskirts of the city. Could it be that they were plotting something evil, either committing adultery or stealing?

Just as he was about to take action, Zhang Qianjun heard a shout from not far away:

"stop!"

When Zhang Qianjun heard this sound, he was surprised and happy. When the sound attracted the attention of the people present, he had already stood up, but the hilt of the sword in his hand gradually loosened. His eyes were bright, and he

Lower your body and observe the situation carefully.

A torn soft whip was abandoned on the ground, becoming a clear boundary. Closer to her side was a slender figure. Her figure was covered by a generous cloak, but as the figure's back trembled violently,

The daughter's unique gasp confirmed her gender. Under the moonlight, Zhang Qianjun saw that the three people opposite were indeed three wild werewolves, and they were all tall and tall, with beards all over their faces, and they looked really ferocious.

At this time, hearing the sudden shout, the three wild werewolves looked around in confusion for a while, but found nothing. Then one of them spoke in a very stiff Central Plains dialect:

"Who?"

I heard the man who had just stopped shouting say:

"Damn it, you three useless wolf bandits, bullying a girl in the middle of the night in the wilderness, it makes me so angry."

It is strange to say that this sentence is only a few dozen words, but the voice is in front and suddenly behind, coming from all directions, as if the person who spoke has more than a dozen clones, surrounding him

They seemed to be talking together around them.

However, no matter how mysterious the martial arts in this world is, it cannot make people possess the art of clones like the legendary immortals. So how to explain this situation?

However, Zhang Qianjun knew very well that the reason why the voice was looking forward, suddenly behind, sometimes far away and sometimes close was because the speaker was moving around while opening his mouth. Although his Qinggong was extremely high, he could not speak at all while running.

If you don't see any sluggishness, your skills will be even more apparent.

The wild werewolf who could speak the original language was stunned for a moment, and then he discussed a few words with his companions in a low voice. Then he took off the water bag from his waist and put it in his left hand. His eyes were alert and he spoke solemnly:

"What the hell are you doing, show up quickly!"

I could only hear the man at the west end of the crowd saying:

"good!"

The moment the word "Okay!" was spoken, the water bag in the hand of the wild wolf man was thrown towards the source of the sound to the west. Then, he saw a sword flying towards him, slashing the water bag, and then inserting it into the

on the ground in front of him.

When the three wild wolf men saw that the flying sword had arrived, they thought that the real master would also arrive soon after. The three of them grasped their swords and faced the west, ready to attack.

But looking around, there's not even a single figure to the west.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then the big man who knew Chinese dialect glanced at the sword that was stuck on the ground. He saw two rows of small characters cast on both sides of the sword body, and inscribed in the grooves of the cast.

Jin Mo, letter——

The dissolute and romantic man laughs all the books in the world.
To be continued...