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Chapter 232

"who?!"

Just when Qian Jun threatened to die, Master Huiyuan gave a sharp shout and rushed out of the window. This was something Qian Jun did not expect.

Qian Jun raised his feet and jumped out of the window. In front of him was Master Huiyuan, and there seemed to be a black shadow in front of Master Huiyuan. The speed of the black shadow was amazing, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Wait.

When Qian Jun caught up, Master Huiyuan stopped and said: "Don't chase the poor bandits."

After a while, the master and the apprentice returned to the meditation room. Master Huiyuan looked Qian Jun up and down with bright eyes, and asked sharply: "Who did you offend outside?"

Qian Jun, who used to be desperate for death, has now become extremely calm. The danger of chasing the shadow in the dark is self-evident. He clearly explained what happened to him recently, and everyone could hear it.

Master Huiyuan was stunned!

It turns out that in the past three months, Qian Jun has been wandering on the edge of life and death, and has become a shameful traitor! It must be difficult for Master Huiyuan to accept that his disciple has become a traitor.

Huiyuan asked: "What are you going to do next?"

Qian Jun said sternly: "Being a traitor is really a helpless act. I would rather die to apologize than betray the country and nation. However, the moment I compromised and surrendered to the enemy, I had no way to turn back. Li Shiqun was afraid of me

I changed my mind and fled, and sent three team members to escort me all the way. It was for protection in name but actually for surveillance. But the appearance of the black shadow just now reminded me that I was not only under the surveillance of Agent 76 headquarters, but also for sure.

There are other forces that have infiltrated in. Based on my understanding of Xu Wenhui, Li Wei and Wang Wen, they do not have such strong capabilities and can escape with the two of us tracking them."

"Who do you think that black shadow could be? A military commander, a central commander, a bandit, or a Japanese?"

"It's all possible." Qian Jun sighed helplessly: "I didn't expect that the Longquan Sword incident would be exposed. Now it seems that I shouldn't go home. Going home this time is likely to attract all parties to Qian

The village is here. There are so many simple and kind-hearted people named Qian living in the village, and I don’t want them to become victims of our struggle."

Qian Jun's heart was extremely painful, and Hui Yuan also understood it. The master and apprentice had been together day and night for fifteen years, and they trusted and understood each other very much.

"I have a plan, come here."

Even though it was late at night, Master Huiyuan was still on guard against the fact that the walls had ears, so he lay down next to Qian Jun's ear and muttered. Qian Jun nodded frequently.

Several buildings of Baolin Temple are built against the mountain. If it is daytime, people will feel that these buildings are standing dangerously and look very dangerous. In fact, Baolin Temple has existed for more than 200 years and is still popular today.

exuberant.

Master Huiyuan and Qian Jun got under a Buddha statue, walked through a long corridor, and came to a secret room. In the secret room, he enshrined a Bodhisattva, a Guanyin sitting on a lotus.

The real Longquan sword was packed in a cowhide box. The cowhide box was placed on the side of the incense table. When Master Huiyuan opened the suitcase, a mysterious light shot out from the box, and the extremely sharp sword shone with a faint cold light in the darkness.

This is the real Longquan sword.

Master Huiyuan pointed at the sword and said to Qian Jun: "Ah Jun, you took this back, and now I will give you another look. After today, this thing can no longer be seen in public. Master

I will let it be treasured under the Mahavira Palace and never see the light of day."

Qian Jun picked up the Longquan sword and looked at it carefully. He felt really reluctant to part with it. The treasure he had stolen at the risk of his life was about to cause a bloody storm in Qianjia Village. The best way now is the one proposed by the master.

"The Golden Cicada Escapes" asked the second brother Qian Yi to re-forge a fake Longquan sword to deceive the greedy people in the world. Otherwise, sooner or later, this sword will be taken away by the powerful Japanese.

...

Carrying the cowhide box that once contained the Longquan sword, Qian Jun quietly sneaked back to his home in Qianjia Village and slept until dawn.

After dawn, Qian Jun called his second brother Qian Yi into the house and explained this to him. Qian Yi took the order and left.

Qian Yi's blacksmith shop is in the middle of the village. You can hear the clanging of hammers in the village all year round. This day is no exception. However, this day is very special. Qian Yi asked Qian Zhong not to go anywhere, but

Standing at the door of the blacksmith shop, no one in the village is allowed to enter the blacksmith shop. Although the people in the village have long been accustomed to blacksmithing, one or two villagers will still come into the blacksmith shop to chat with Qian Yi. What Qian Zhong wants to do is to block this

Don't think about going in to chat with anyone, let Qian Yi concentrate on making a fake Longquan sword.

Qian Jun's mission is to continue visiting the village, appearing to build good relations with the fellow villagers, but actually preventing strangers from entering the village. Once he finds a stranger entering the village, no matter who he is, he will find a way to get rid of him.

Qianjia Village is shaped like a bucket. The entire village is in a mountain depression. There are mountains winding on both sides of the village entrance. It suddenly stops at the entrance of Qianjia Village. The two peaks face each other, making the village entrance appear smaller, and the mountains are full of overgrown trees.

Forest. Normally, if a stranger comes to the village, everyone in the village will know about it. Once a thief is encountered, all they need to do is hit the gong, and every household will risk their lives to catch the thief.

Due to the gathering of villages, the people in the village are united. No one dares to come to Qianjia Village to steal chickens and dogs within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Collect chicken, duck and goose feathers. Exchange the chicken, duck and goose feathers for matches. Oh, Hehe, you can also change your toothbrushes and shoe brushes."

Qian Jun was sitting at Qianliu's house at the entrance of the village, when he saw a small shopkeeper walking slowly from the entrance of the village. This kind of shopkeeper is very common in the Xiangshan area. He exchanges goods for goods and collects the hair left behind when every household kills poultry.

, and then processed into fluff, the profit will be doubled several times or even dozens of times.

As soon as the young seller appeared at the entrance of the village, he quickly attracted housewives from every household. No one came to collect the poultry feathers, so they were worthless after being thrown away. Now they can more or less be exchanged for daily necessities. Qian Jun was sitting in front of Qian Liu's house.

, was chatting happily with Qian Liu, when the young salesman suddenly appeared, causing Qian Jun's eyes to flicker.

Today is a special period. Who the dark figure that neither Qian Jun nor Master could catch last night is still a mystery. A stranger entered the village early this morning. As a professional agent, Qian Jun must not

There will be no slack at all.

"Hey, little shopkeeper, come here. I have duck feathers from five ducks here. Can you exchange them for some laundry soap and soap?"

Qian Liu's wife Guihua had a loud voice that could be heard by most of the village, which was like a small advertisement for the young vendor. The young vendor happily walked to the door of Qian Liu's house, carrying a load of goods.

Qian Jun had been sitting at the door, silently observing the young salesman. The boy had fair skin, a lean figure, and a solid and steady lower body. He walked with his feet looking very brisk. It was as if there were winds installed under his feet.

Like a wheel of fire.

Qian Jun thought to himself, it really comes to what he thinks. The person in front of him is a "temporary worker" in the small business. He is definitely not the kind of small business that comes and goes in the wind and rain. People who do this kind of small business all year round.

, how can you have such fair skin?


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