Li Buzhuo carried a large gun in his hand and had an iron-tied bow on his back.

Not far from the blacksmith shop, Sanjin muttered in a low voice: "You can't spend it like this with some money. You have to pay whatever you want. Why do you still bring more money?"

"That craftsman is very skilled, and the money is worth it."

As Li Buzhuo said, he heard the shouting behind him: "That young man!"

Looking back, the blacksmith apprentice caught up with him and held a bag of silver crocks.

"This is the money I paid, and the master said I would send it back." The apprentice boy stuffed the wallet into Li Buzhuo's hands, looking quite reluctant.

Li Buzhuo smiled and said, "Your master doesn't want it, you can take it yourself."

The apprentice boy shook his head quickly and said stutteringly: "This cannot be accepted."

Sanjin looked at him and finally found that there was someone who was more introverted than himself. He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's such a fool if you don't have money. What's your name?"

The apprentice boy was stunned and was about to reject it. He looked at his eyes with those big, lumpy eyes, but his face turned red. He threw down the four words "My name is Wu Han, it's cold and cold" and ran away.

At this time, Sanjin turned to Li Buzhuo and said, "You are willing to give more money, but they are not willing to collect it."

Li Buzhuo thought in his heart that the blacksmith was too strong to be guarded by others, so he didn't worry about it anymore and turned the article over.

Immediately afterwards, he took Sanjin to stroll on the street.

I bought some daily necessities, and halfway through, I went to the shop selling rouge and water powder for a while. When I was picking, I asked, "Would it be inappropriate to give these things?"

"Who did you give me?" Sanjin was stunned for a moment and reacted, "It's appropriate."

Li Buzhuo shook his head and left the rouge shop. When he passed by the street, a vendor under the big green umbrella was posing with wood, stone, and horn combs on the horse's back. He thought of the black black-haired ponytail that was raised and fell on the horse's back.

I chose a silver comb, and the back of the comb was carved into a pair of butterfly wings. The workmanship was exquisite and beautiful, but the silversmith's craftsmanship was well grasped so that it would not be too gorgeous and vulgar.

He put the bow and gun back to the official house, and Li Buzhuo took three jin out of the county town.

Taowu Fort is more than 30 miles east of Hedong County. Peach blossoms were planted on the four nearby mountains. Every spring, it was like a fire, which was very inconsistent with the temperament of a horse bracelet. However, in today's season, it looked like a green mountain.

Li Buzhuo rode a yellow-brown horse on the valley and saw a village at the foot of the mountain from afar. The arrow tower in front of the village gate was towering, and the sharpened wooden walls and the ferocious minions.

Going down the mountain road, there was a strange tranquility along the way. Horse hooves walked to the gate of the village, and Li Buzhuo frowned.

There was no one in the arrow tower, and the crossbow fixed to the wall was tightly slapped, which was extremely depleted, but the guards who were keeping watch were missing.

The village was silent.

"What day is today? Why is there no one in the village, and there is not even a guard?" Li Buzhuo tried to push the village gate.

call out!

I don’t know what mechanism it touched, but more than ten arrows flew over from the arrow tower!

Li Buzhuo drew his sword and seemed to splash out a piece of mercury, sweeping around his body, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding slashing a few arrows shot around him, and the rest of the arrows were inserted into his feet.

"Are there in the village?" Li Buzhuo shouted loudly, without any response, and deliberately kicked the village gate. The mechanism had been triggered just now and there was no response.

Swish!

A sword light flashed and cut out the gap in the entrance to the village gate. Li Buzhuo jumped, stepped on it and leveraged his force, and crossed the village wall.

When it lands on the ground, turn around and look around:

The village layout is the same as that of an ordinary village. The bedding on the clothes rack has not been completely dry yet, and the wooden barrels are still shaking slightly under the well roller. It seems that the person who fetches the water has not yet walked very far, or perhaps it is the autumn wind.

The water truck was spinning on the stream to the east, and a firewood on the stump by the stream was halfway through, but the axe was not taken away.

Li Buzhuo was in a bad mood. It seemed that the people in the village had just left shortly?

But why didn’t I see a single figure along the way? I didn’t even see a hair.

I walked into a room casually. Half of the tea on the table was served, and the tea soup had turned dark brown. Li Buzhuo felt a little relieved. It seemed that the people in the village had been away for more than two days.

However, it’s fine if the young and strong in the village go out, but not even one of the elderly, weak, women and children is seen.

Li Buzhuo felt worse and worse. He quickly walked out of the house and shouted Yan Chixue.

The sound echoed in the empty village, and the fallen leaves rolled up, withering and silence.

Li Buzhuo's face darkened, he held the hilt of the sword tightly, and began to explore the house in the village.

When he arrived at the small courtyard with a unique shape, Li Buzhuo glanced at the food trough of the stable next to him.

The forage is mixed with black beans, which are the essences that Yan Chixue often eats.

I squatted and looked carefully, trying to find the horse's hoof prints, but my heart tightened and all the traces on the stable were swept away.

"What's going on? Could it be that it's related to that demonic disease..." Li Buzhuo's hand tighter and tighter, his knuckles turned a little white. He took a deep breath, pulled his sword out of the sheath, and walked into the yard.

After creaking, Li Buzhuo opened the door, his whole body was tense, holding the sword with his hands hanging down, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly with his steps, as if he was spiritual.

The sunlight shines through the paper-paste window frame, highlighting the trajectory in the aroused dust. It is cast on the makeup mirror box in the east. The bronze mirror of the magpie treads on the sandalwood frame is the same as that in Li Buzhuo’s study.

Li Buzhuo smelled the faint smell of soap beans in the air and walked to the west to open the wardrobe. He was stacked with red silk clothes, moon white short-shots, green clothes, and cloud brocade hibiscus skirt.

Li Buzhuo picked up one, and before he could get close to his nose, he froze and put it back. He turned around and saw the mahogany box at the head of the bed with a lock on his head.

He felt inexplicably irritated. He pinched the lock head, adjusted his internal energy, and twisted the lock with a snap. He used too much force and let out another muffled groan.

The box contains rattles, tiger-headed ragdolls, tiger-headed shoes, etc., which are all old items. The drum surface even has a layer of patina that exudes a faint amber luster.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Li Buzhuo's mind: This is her boudoir? This is not her boudoir. Maybe she found the wrong place, or maybe she fell in love with her dream again, otherwise how could there be a strange situation where the whole village was gone?

But when he opened the rattle and saw a house deed pressing down, Li Buzhuo was shocked. When he woke up, his face turned pale.

The deed was drawn out, and the words "No. 16, Lixi Lane" were above, and the name of Yan Chixue and Li Buzhuo's signature and seal.

Li Buzhuo opened his mouth, feeling so chaotic that he couldn't hold up a word from his throat.

I stared at the name on the deed, rubbed it several times, sat at the table, put the deed in front of me, and pressed the Sword of Jingchan on it. After a long time of silence, I got up, took out the silver comb from my waist bag, put it in the box, and left the yard.
Chapter completed!