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Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Sitting in the Thatched Cottage

When I first heard the news, I never expected that it would be Huo Lian who came.

Although I have never seen it before, this name is engraved in the hearts of every Momen person.

Huo Lian was the hero who stopped the rebellion and ensured the stability of the country, and they, the Momen, were the rebels who were killed by him at that time.

In that siege, the Mo sect lost its leader, elders, skilled craftsmen and strangers, the sect was scattered, and the survivors were eking out a living.

Mr. Wei held the handrail of the wheel and creaked: "So he is here to arrest us."

"It's normal for Huo Lian to arrest Mo Tu." Shopkeeper Lu said, "The question now is whether he is referring to a certain person in particular and whether he is here for Qixing."

Passing by? I saw this nice house? Is this credible? Isn’t it too coincidental?

Although everyone in the Xucheng government believed it.

That's because the government and the world don't know Qixing's identity.

But given Huo Lian's identity and Qixing's identity, shopkeeper Lu had to be vigilant.

Qixing said that her whole family died because of that incident.

But it didn't say who the parents were.

At that time, the people who could be summoned by the leader were not unknown people.

Mr. Wei's expression changed, and he couldn't help but turn the armrest and stand up and slide a few steps.

"If Huo Lian comes from Zha Momen, it's easy to say that we can just stay still." Shopkeeper Lu continued, "If Huo Lian comes from the Seven Stars, how should we guard against it?"

If that's the case, don't be defensive. Looking at the dancing candlelight, Mr. Wei had an idea: "Maybe he knows Qixing better than we do."

The lights in the Xinghua Cottage were bright, but the two girls were no longer there.

Huo Lian sat in front of the wooden table, rubbing the tabletop with her fingertips.

The dishes were placed on the table, and Zhu Chuan was setting out the bowls and chopsticks.

"The dishes, chopsticks, and spoons in this restaurant are quite interesting." He said, "They are all made of wood. Can they be used?"

This thatched cottage looks deserted, but it has everything inside, but it's all made of wood and bamboo, and it always feels like a toy.

"If they can use it, we can also use it," Huo Lian said, reaching out to take the bowl and chopsticks.

Zhu Chuan also sat down.

He was so tall that the small chair could just encircle him.

Zhu Chuan swayed from side to side, and the wooden chair swayed with him, silently.

"This little chair is quite sturdy." He said with a smile, and looked at Huo Lian. "It's stronger than the ones we have at home. The chairs are always broken or creaking. Our tables and chairs were confiscated from the palace.

of."

Such expensive furniture is not as good as a small wooden chair in the countryside?

"Craftsmanship is sometimes more valuable than wood." Huo Lian said, holding the bowl and chopsticks to eat.

Zhu Chuan nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a good skill. It can quietly change the sword of the governor." He chuckled again, "But the governor is still very good. No matter how powerful the craftsmanship is, you can still see it."

Huo Lian smiled, just like before, her smile flashed away, and she glanced at the six-foot sword on the table: "The skills of the younger generation cannot be compared with the original owner."

When he said this, a guard came in from outside the door, carrying two boxes in his hands. The boxes were also wrapped with branches and vines, which was strange.

"The Xucheng government office sent over the latest case files and asked if they could be of any help." He said, suppressing a smile. "In order to keep it secret, they threw it over from a distance and even disguised it. I repeatedly asked the governor to rest assured."

They asked the official to send a message to the government, saying that he was passing by while concealing his identity to investigate a case, and had nothing to do with Xu Cheng, so don't make a fuss, let alone disturb him, and just pretend not to know.

But how could the officials in Xu Cheng Prefecture pretend not to know? They must have been feeling uneasy and frightened day and night.

The attendant placed the box on the ground and opened it, revealing a box of files and a box of gold and silver.

Zhu Chuan glanced at it while eating and said, "The gift is not bad."

Huo Lian didn't even look at it, she only focused on eating.

The attendant withdrew, and Zhu Chuan finished his meal in two mouths and came to the file box.

"This is the government office where the Mo disciple is." He said, "I'm here to see if she committed a crime."

But the prefect of Xucheng was also very naughty, and what he sent us were all the things the prefect had done to eliminate harm for the people.

Zhu Chuan complained: "We are the Duchasi, and what we like to watch is not the Qingtian Grand Master."

How about bearing humiliation and not being afraid of threats, eradicating the evil officials who bully men and women and covering up the sky with one hand? What about being aware of every detail and discovering the hunted robber, setting up a dragnet to prevent him from escaping, and killing him on the spot? What about acting in a timely manner after hearing the news in the middle of the night, and how hastily the arsonist?

And running away to seek death, this little thing is worth writing to express your gratitude.

It's really boring.

The only thing that interested him was

"This arson case still happened here." Zhu Chuan said, shaking the document and looking around, "Has this house been burned by fire? I can't tell."

He immediately came back to his senses, grabbed the paperwork and jumped up.

"This is not an ordinary arson case at all, this is related to Mo disciples."

After all, it happened in the home of a Mo disciple.

Huo Lian, who had been eating quietly, nodded: "Yes, this is a murderer committed by Mo Tu."

Zhu Chuan hurriedly looked down and saw a line of words on the chopsticks, which read that the murderer died of self-inflicted wounds in a hurry.

Huo Lian took back her chopsticks and pointed around.

"How can you leave alive when you come to Mo Tu's home to commit murder?" He said, looking at the wooden bowl in his hand, paused and said, "Do you still remember the sword-making pool at that time? In addition to making swords, the sword-making pool can also kill people.

of."

Zhu Chuan was stunned, and long-ago memories resurfaced again.

There seemed to be chants and chants in my ears, the fire was roaring like the stars in the sky shining, and the water in the underground pool was boiling. Even far away, the heat was almost suffocating.

Later, when the rebellion started, it was said that the sword-forging pool became like a monster, spewing fire everywhere and splitting open everywhere to devour people.

At that time, he was lucky enough to be standing on the outside and escaped. From a distance, he saw the governor kicking the leader into the furnace, and all the strange movements stopped.

Otherwise, not to mention that these soldiers and horses cannot kill the King of Jin, no matter how many soldiers and horses the court comes, they will never be able to capture the sword-making pool.

It was simply not a sword-making pool, but a city that could be retreated, defended, or attacked.

Zhu Chuan couldn't help but look around again. This wooden house, filled with various wooden furniture, suddenly became weird.

He almost wanted to tell the governor that we should not rest here, but seeing Huo Lian still eating calmly, he swallowed his words.

What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful you are, hasn't the leader been killed by the governor?

Zhu Chuan took a deep breath, looked at the scroll and joked: "This Qixing is quite powerful. A girl actually dares to kill people." He read the name twice more, "Qixing, the name you call is arrogant enough. Star in the sky."

?"

Huo Lian shook her head: "It's not taken from the Big Dipper in the sky."

Zhu Chuan was stunned for a moment: "What is that?"

Huo Lian put down the bowl and chopsticks, took the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

"It's a sword, like climbing a high mountain and looking down into the abyss." He said, "The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword."

A little bit less hey.

(End of chapter)


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