Thousand Blades of Death

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"I can't see it." Simon blizzard said: "I said, there are not many people in this world who can make such a wound."

What happened from Ouchi, Lu Xiaofeng's mind could not help but the appearance of a man, "So, what about Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun?"

Simon Blizzard shook his head and said, "His swordsmanship is more than steady, and his sharpness is not enough, and his envy is even less.

Lu Xiaofeng pondered and said, "Maybe some people have high swordsmanship, but they usually don't use swords!"

Ma Yuan was funny, "Don't guess."

Lu Xiaofeng was not convinced, saying: "I always think that honest monks can be very powerful no matter what weapons they use." He seems to have identified honest monks.

Ma Yuan raised his eyebrows, "But what good can he do with these things?" After he finished, he didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng's expression, and went straight to Yan Renying, said lightly: "Go back to the inn and take you Brother, someone will send messages to your two sisters at that time, so that they can rest assured."

Yan Renying was stunned for a long time, and then left with his brother's body holding them. They were still too young, not even as big as Shi Xiuxue.

After leaving the crematorium, Lu Xiaofeng's head finally made a decision. He can now find two people, one is General Manager Wang and the other is Clay Figure Zhang, but it is obvious that General Manager Wang is too difficult to find, so he plans to find Clay Figure Zhang.

Ma Yuan stretched his waist and smiled, "We haven't even delivered one of our ribbons. Although this road is not far away, there are also many guests who want to come on the road. Let's go, I will go with you. "

Lu Xiaofeng also smiled.

September 15, early morning.

After sleeping for less than half an hour, Lu Xiaofeng also rushed to a combat bath. Just as it was dawning, they left the snow blowing site of Ximen, walked out of the corner gate of the backyard of Hefangzhai, turned out of the alley, and walked along the misty street in the morning mist. , Stride forward.

Lu Xiaofeng has made up his mind that he must uncover this conspiracy and must find the person who is behind the scenes. The wax figure was still in his arms. He vowed to squash this man's face like a wax figure.

Hearing this aspiration, Ma Yuan could only keep touching his nose, and was not good at taunting him. He could only look at the sky without words. When Lu Xiaofeng knew that the person behind the scene was Ye Gucheng, he didn’t know what he would think at that time.

Although he also felt that Ye Gucheng would be involved in this matter, the people in the Southern Palace did too much help.

"Clay figurine lives in the goldfish alley behind Cherry Incline Street. The black-painted door has signs on it. It's easy to find." This is what Ouyangqing told them before Lu Xiaofeng and Ma Yuan left, obviously she told Beijing The famous people in this area are also very familiar.

Perhaps it was Yan Renying who saved Yan Renying last night. Lu Xiaofeng was in a good mood. He could happily watch Sun Xiuqing, Shi Xiuxue happily, and these two heroes who were once bright and refreshing, and even heroic and brave women, fell in love with their own hearts. Become gentle and demure.

Maybe he should also have a home. Lu Xiaofeng thought, but his mind soon floated, and did not know the faces of Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing. Who appeared more often in his mind. When hesitated, Ma Yuan asked him.

"I don't know." Lu Xiaofeng can only reply.

They quickly reached the figurine Zhang and handed the squashed wax figure to the old man.

"Of course I can restore this wax figure, no matter what it looks like, I can make it look exactly like before." The old man proudly said: "You came here, but you really found the right person."

The traditional craftsmanship is really skillful, and Ma Yuan couldn't help feeling emotion.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes also brightened: "How long will it take to do well?"

"At most one hour." The old man was confident: "You will come and get it after one hour."

"Can I wait here?"

After Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, Ma Yuan lowered his eyes obscurely. Although he had never cheated, he concealed this other kind of relationship. Occasionally, during the cold night, he would feel that he was stuck in his throat, making it difficult to release. Most of the time he is willing to look after Lu Xiaofeng, one of the reasons he is willing to be his life and death friend.

"No." The old man revealed his authority and dignity in this line: "When I'm doing work, no one is allowed to look at me."

It is not surprising that this secret technique has such rules.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ma Yuan looked at each other and had to leave. Lu Xiaofeng is extremely respectful of this kind of people, and now he did not expect that there will be a tragedy in the follow-up, and he also relaxed Ma Yuan and wanted to go to Taiheju on the front street to drink a pot of tea.

"The tea here is not my bragging." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Absolutely the best you have ever tasted."

Ma Yuan looked at him teasingly, "I never saw you, Lu Xiaofeng, you would be a person who can calm down and drink tea."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "That place is not the same." There is a lot of excitement.

Taiheju is a big tea house, and the door opens at dawn, and it fills with people as soon as it opens. Because the tea house in Beijing is not as simple as other places, and the people who come are not purely for drinking tea, so it is very lively.

Especially in the morning, most people come here to wait for the job. Bricklayers, carpentry houses, sheds, restaurants, tailors, silk houses, rented hijabs, all kinds of merchants; the first day promised a sale, and the teahouse came to find workers early the next morning. I'm afraid I won't find a good hand late.

In this place, there are many new things, and fresh objects. People like Lu Xiaofeng who like to pursue freshness naturally like this kind of place. He knows the rules here and does not dare to mess around, so he pulls Ma Yuan to rely on. I found a seat at the door and made a pot of "eight hundred packs" of good tea.

Here, tea is not sold on the basis of the two, one pot of tea, one pack of tea, two hundred one pack, four hundred one pack, the best is eight hundred one pack. Eight hundred is eight big bucks.

Lu Xiaofeng just drank two sips of tea and smiled and asked Ma Yuan, "How is this place good?"

Ma Yuan blinked at him, "I'm afraid it will be more lively in a while."

When Lu Xiaofeng was still at a loss, two people had sat down opposite them. It seemed that they were here to fight for the table, but the attitude was obviously not.

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