Not long after, a carriage with the wooden sign "Lin" hanging on it, carrying a man and a woman, drove away from the gate of the Lin Family Medical Center.

At the end of Ning'an Street, above a three-story restaurant.

A man in coarse linen and a hat stood in the window of the private room, looking out from the gap at the carriage driving along the street, with a five-foot slashing sabre next to him, with a little disdain:

"Are such a young boy, can a head worth three hundred taels?"

Next to the table at the back was a man in a cloak, holding a teacup in his hand:

"You are worth three hundred taels, not him. I hired you to take action to be on the safe side. If the matter is broken, you will understand the rules."

The swordsman liked this, but he still asked:

"What is the background of this guy?"

"The surname Xie is Jinhuan. He was born in the third year of Changping. He was originally from Wan'an County, Luojing. His father Xie Wen was once the Fa Cao of Wan'an County. He was dereliction of duty in handling the case three years ago and was transferred to Nanning, Ruizhou. He just returned to the Central Plains alone."

"How strong is it? Why kill him?"

The cloaked figure was silent for a moment before explaining in detail:

"In recent years, this man has been studying art in Fengling Valley. He is a small sect in the martial arts world. He ordered my warehouse to the yamen yesterday, which caused me to lose several thousand taels of wealth, so he had to pay the price."

The swordsman's eyes were a little confused:

"Now the news is tight, and monsters are being hunted everywhere. There was a big stir in Dongcangfang yesterday. You are not sensible now and are not sensible when you go against the trend."

The cloaked figure took out the silver notes from the sleeve and placed them on the table:

"Walking in the world, asking too many questions will not be good for you. Will you accept this job?"

The swordsman looked at the silver notes on the table and finally nodded:

"If you take on such a simple job, wouldn't it be impossible to deal with money if you don't take on it?"

The cloaked figure took out a black medicine bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table:

"The rumor has been very tight lately. I'll find a way to kill him first, and I won't be able to do it."

The swordsman picked up the black medicine bottle and looked at it, frowned:

"This seems to be a bottle from Sanhe Building. Why don't I remember Sanhe Building still sells poison?"

"I found a bottle of medicine and did it as soon as possible."

After the cloaked figure finished speaking, he stood up and left the room.

The swordsman held the black bottle and thoughtfully, but in the end he put it in his arms...

...

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The cold rain is continuous, the streets are foggy, and the buildings on the streets are shrouded in the rain and fog, and the entire city turns into dark black and blue.

The carriage was moving along the streets of Dongcheng. The coachman and guard Jia Zheng were sitting outside the carriage wearing a hat. The road might be boring and humming a desolate tune:

"The heaven is also bitter, the earth is also bitter, from south to north, one hundred thousand miles, but only the hero's tomb~

"Whether Buddha, Tao, we traveled around for eighty years, and finally became the bones in the tomb~..."

The carriage is driven by two horses, and the interior is quite wide, and there is a small table in front of the window on the left.

Lin Wanyi was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and was sitting in the back, touching the furry head of the coal ball with her hands. Yu Guang occasionally glanced at the young man in white opposite the small case.

Xie Jinhuan sat with his back to the window, holding the 36-section Tiangang mace in his handkerchief, and carefully wiping the mace with his handkerchief. His eyes seemed to be blocking thousands of miles away, but they were also warm. Not only did he not pick out any flaws in his expression, but he even had the details of his posture, movements, and even the details of his eyes were just right, making people want to take a look at it at first glance...

Lin Wanyi felt that Xie Jinhuan's manner was a bit too good. She might not be able to practice physical fitness at the age of three. She was silent for a moment and couldn't help but speak:

"Xie Jinhuan, are you thinking about things?"

Xie Jinhuan has too many things to do. Now he just wants to survive. When he heard the inquiry, he came to his senses:

"Nothing, I'm just distracted."

Lin Wanyi nodded slightly, because she had just met each other and had no topics, so she had nothing to say to ask:

"This weapon has special significance to you?"

Xie Jinhuan's Tiangang mace was bought from the flea market like coal balls.

At that time, he spent two taels of silver. The vendor boasted that it was an "ancient magic weapon", but in fact it was a big iron stick, which was useless except for being strong.

However, if you introduce someone to someone, you must have some explanation. He thought about it and said nonsense:

"I initially used a gun rod to take 'one inch long and one inch stronger'; then I used a sword to defeat the enemy with techniques; then I didn't care about weapons, fly flowers and twist leaves to hurt people. I created this mace not to be a weapon, but to warn myself."

"What are you warning?"

"The mace, with four edges without a sharp edge, is a 'good weapon among soldiers', and takes the way of justice and peace, and is intended to punish and deter human beings, rather than taking human life and disabled people's limbs..."

"oh……"

Lin Wanyi nodded slightly and looked up at Xie Jinhuan a little more.

While I was talking nonsense, the carriage came to the vicinity of the school and stopped outside a golden archway. Suddenly, the showers that came gradually stopped.

There is a special parking lot on the outside of the Golden Painted Arch, full of carriages and sedans. The interior is a super-large market with many merchants, and there are even many brown-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

After getting off the car, Lin Wanyi walked in front and brought the veil with her, but because of her big breasts and fat buttocks and her figure, she still attracted many pawns to look at her side.

Xie Jinhuan walked beside him, looking at the roadside stalls along the way. When he passed by a shop, he could see that there were many people around the door.

There is no goods placed inside the wide shop, but a row of boxes is placed.

The boxes are all painted with red paint, the locks are made of brass, and seals of the "Martial Courtyard" are pasted on them, which are of different sizes.

Many pawns with different appearances were carefully selected in front of the box, and were still whispering:

"It should be a short fighter here..."

"The box was not fake, right?"

"Who dares to create a fake from Danyang Academy in Danyang City..."

...

Xie Jinhuan saw the "blind box" and couldn't help but stamp:

"I can also enjoy this kind of scam in Danyang?"

Lin Wanyi hasn't been here for a long time. When she saw the sign of "Duobao Pavilion" on the shop, she was a little confused:

"Jia Zheng, what does this shop do?"

Jia Zheng followed behind him and quickly responded:

"The shop that I just opened recently is said to be a noble man from Wencheng Street. It is filled with things that were made from the Academy, and all of them are sold for thirty taels."

The Martial Arts Academy of Danyang Academy mainly focuses on urban defense equipment, weaving and water conservancy, etc., but there are also technical disciplines in refining, teaching students to refine magic weapons and weapons.

If students and teachers study, they will naturally produce various utensils. In order to recover the cost, the Academy will sell them to the outside world.

But in order not to lose the reputation of Danyang Academy, what can be leaked is definitely high-quality products, and none of them are cheap products.

Lin Wanyi heard that she had only thirty taels of silver and couldn't help but feel curious:

"Is it the real thing?"

"The things are authentic, but you can't see the goods before buying them. Ninety percent of them are losing. However, a few days ago, someone got rich overnight and made a thousand taels of snowflakes..."

Lin Wanyi became interested, looked at her slightly, turned around and walked towards the shop:

"You go and ask the seller of Longyang Flower first, I'll come here later."

"Okay."

Seeing this, Jia Zheng hurriedly ran to the depths of the market.

Xie Jinhuan was considering how to avoid the court's investigation, and was not interested in the scam like participants. However, as soon as he followed into the shop, the big succubus, who was following him, appeared beside him and raised his hand to point at a box:

"this."

Xie Jinhuan paused and looked around quietly. Seeing that no one noticed his exclusive Apiao, he was getting closer:

"What's inside?"

Ye Hongshang shrugged slightly: "Anyway, the material is special, so you won't lose money. I will tell you directly, isn't it boring?"

Seeing this, Xie Jinhuan came to the shelf and picked up a small wooden box as big as a head to check it out. He felt that the weight was quite light, but it was difficult to determine what object was inside.

Lin Wanyi wanted to buy one to try her luck, but she had thirty taels of silver. However, Jia Zheng had a salary of more than three months, which was definitely not a small amount of money. While hesitating, he found Xie Jinhuan staring at the box and asked:

“There is something good in this box?”

Xie Jinhuan felt that with Ye Hongshang's ability, he shouldn't cheat him of money, and this box is probably the first prize.

But his whole body was only twenty taels of silver, and he couldn't afford it!

Seeing that Lin Wanyi was very curious, Xie Jinhuan hesitated for a while, but still reluctantly borrowed flowers to offer Buddha:

"It looks good. If you buy it, you can try it. If you make half of us, you will lose money, and you will lose it."

When Lin Wanyi heard this, she naturally became interested. She quietly picked up the box, took out the silver and handed it to the servant, and went out together:
To be continued...