The masked Qin Yuan walked out of the woods nearby.

"Fortunately you didn't do anything just now"

"I'm not afraid of death"

The misunderstood man said displeasedly.

If this person hadn't intervened, he would have already done it.

"It's not a matter of fear of death, it's a matter of you simply not being able to succeed."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

The man said in confusion.

Heroes all have a flaw: they are not very flexible in their brains and will act recklessly when encountering problems.

"I can tell you a place where Yu Xian often goes, but you have to teach me how to shrink your bones and disguise yourself."

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he glanced at the man's bulging backpack: "There is also gold and silver in the bag, which you won't need anyway."

The man's lips twitched, wondering whether this guy was helping him or robbing him.

"I'm the Yellow Lotus Sect's Zhu Hongdeng. May I ask who you are?"

Zhuhongdeng, the great protector of the Yellow Lotus Sect.

Didn't he say he was killed by Yu Xian?

As expected, when you are an official, you never tell the truth.

"It turns out that the great protector of the Huanglian Sect is in front of me, and I am just a nobody."

As soon as Qin Yuan finished speaking, Zhu Hongdeng rushed over like a strong wind of level 12.

boom!

The vermilion lamp hit a thick wall of air and fell down dizzy.

After a while, Zhu Hongdeng got up and looked at Qin Yuan in awe.

Transforming a wall with true energy is a skill that only great masters have.

"Do you still want to try?"

"No need." Zhu Hongdeng shook his head, respectfully took out a book and put it down together with the gold and silver in his bag.

"I heard from a friend that Yu Xian often goes to Yanzhi Hutong and Feng Lai Building recently to find Miss Chunhua."

"Senior, this friend you are talking about is not you, is it?"

Zhu Hongdeng whispered.

"Ahem..."

The hero also has a shortcoming: he cannot speak.

"Thank you, senior"

Zhu Hongdeng quickly handed over and left.

After walking a few steps, he returned to kneel on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"What else?"

Qin Yuan suddenly regretted meddling in other people's business.

"In the future, if the Huanglian sect suffers a disaster, and seniors happen to encounter members of the sect who are in trouble, please help them out."

Afraid of Qin Yuan's refusal, he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms.

"This is twenty-five thousand taels of silver."

Doing religion means making money quickly.

Qin Yuan almost wanted to play with religion.

"If we encounter one, I will take action."

Zhu Hongdeng kowtowed heavily a few more times, stood up, and left without looking back.

Qin Yuan took off his outer robe and wrapped it in books and gold and silver, and ran twenty miles away. After making sure that no one was following him, he put down his things, picked up a branch, and carefully opened the pages one by one. After remembering them, he used his palm to

Broken by the wind.

I came to the river, made a fish, and put the gold and silver in a small puddle. After a while, I didn't see any reaction from the fish.

I caught another insect and put it in the banknote for a while, but it was not poisoned.

Qin Yuan is still worried.

He was again wrapped in gold and silver.

After disguising myself, I went to several banks to exchange silver and gold tickets, and then I felt completely relieved.

night.

Rouge Alley is bustling with traffic and the red sleeves are fluttering.

Feng Lai Tower.

Miss Chunhua's room.

There is the smell of heather.

Yu Xian, who had just finished working hard and was sweating profusely, lay down to rest.

One after another, the boys poured hot water into the big wooden bucket in the room.

Mr. Yu has a habit of taking a shower after finishing.

After a while.

"Sir, it's ready"

Yu Xian closed his eyes and sighed, and was about to get up.

A sharp punch hit him hard on the head, causing flowers to bloom on the spot.

Yu Xian had a seventh-level skill, but he died before he could use it.

The last thought was, damn, who killed me?

"Brothers and sisters, I, Zhu Hongdeng, have avenged you."

Bang bang bang...

A group of foreign martial arts masters rushed in and killed the assailant Zhu Hongdeng in an instant.

at the same time.

Zhonghe Theater.

"Zhu Zhu Qi Wang Liao" is being sung on the stage.

Below, people from different walks of life were sitting, eating melon seeds leisurely and cheering.

Vendors selling things are constantly passing through, selling things, like hard-working little bees.

The strong ancient atmosphere hits your face.

Qin Yuan found an inconspicuous place to sit down.

Listen to the play quietly.

As a modern person, he really couldn't listen to opera at first.

After a long time, the taste gradually came out.

"Sir, do you want to read a little book?"

Qin Yuan thought he was selling books.

I turned around and saw that it was selling tabloids.

Tabloids are not new at all. They existed in the Song Dynasty.

The traitor Cai Jing also had to explain himself because he was profiled by unscrupulous tabloids.

Qin Yuan took a look and saw that it was "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that he had already finished copying.

Sell ​​pirated copies to authors.

There is no one left.

Qin Yuan's face darkened: "No"

The kid selling the tabloid was speechless and walked away aggrieved.

If you don’t want it, don’t want it, no matter how bad it is.

"Yuanda, you also like to listen to Qiu Yuexiang's plays."

Li Guangqian appeared out of nowhere.
To be continued...