A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"What's wrong with Grandpa? Are those guys coming here to catch thieves again?" Looking at Old Man Fan running towards him breathlessly, he patted his chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay that you are here!" After saying that, he sat down on the ground tiredly, and the worry on his face was gone.

The silly madman laughed: "What's the matter? What happened?"

Old Man Fan gasped, "Many children in our village have gone missing. None of the children who went out to play on the street this morning have returned. The adults have searched everywhere for them but couldn't find them! I heard about this and came over to see you!"

The silly madman blinked his eyes and said, "How could they disappear? Don't they often go out to play? Maybe they went to another town to play!"

"No, no! The adults have gone to other towns to look for them, and many of their children are missing too!"

"Ah?!" This is strange. The silly madman thought about the little boy named Qian he saw this morning. But he was so young and had never experienced anything, so he could never have thought that a piece of candy could kidnap a child.

He thought about it and felt that the middle-aged man with shifty eyes was very suspicious. He had seen him twice in two days. The first time was when he wanted to sell his daughter, and the second time was when he asked for directions. He thought he should tell his grandfather everything he had encountered to see if he could find the reason.

"Grandpa, I've encountered a lot of things these days. Let me tell you about it."

Old Man Fan nodded.

The silly madman told Old Man Fan everything that had happened in the past two days.

After hearing this, Old Man Fan couldn't think of any problem! "There's nothing wrong with asking for directions! He came here to visit relatives, and it's normal for him to buy some meat as a gift! What does this have to do with the child's disappearance?" He was just a farmer, and he could never imagine things he had never experienced, and he couldn't think of any profound questions.

"What should we do?" The children of the villagers were missing, which was a very serious matter. Even a fool could not help.

"Such a big thing has happened. If we still can't find it today, the people in the village will go to the county government to report it tomorrow! Let the soldiers come to solve the problem! I don't know if they will take care of it on another day?" Old man Fan stood up, patted his back and sighed.

The silly madwoman suddenly thought that only Brother Yan could rescue the missing child. She hurriedly grabbed Old Man Fan's clothes.

"Grandpa, I'm going to change my clothes! You have to take me to the city gate today to get a copper coin!"

Old Man Fan, who was about to leave, was shocked when he heard this. "You're leaving so soon? But grandma can't bear to let you go. Besides, you'll be a slave there, and life there won't be as good as you think!"

"Don't worry, as long as I see Brother Yan, the missing children in the village will be found!" The silly madman pursed his lips. Looking at him, he seemed very confident and sure.

"This..." Old Man Fan was worried. Could this five or six-year-old child do such a big thing? And she was just a servant. Would Master Yan listen to a servant? But if he didn't let her try, how could he know if it would work?

There are hundreds of children! Saving them is a good deed! Old Man Fan was very reluctant, but this was what the child wanted to do, and he couldn't stop him. Just treat it as fulfilling his wish! Old Man Fan nodded: "Okay, kid! But you have to promise grandpa that if you encounter danger, run back! Grandpa is here!"

"Ok!"

There were still people coming in and out of Piwan City. Old Man Fan led the silly madman in ragged clothes, who changed back to his original appearance with a dirty face and followed behind Old Man Fan.

Old Man Fan said to the head gatekeeper with a big smile, "Sir, I saw this homeless boy on the street and heard that Master Yan wanted to recruit him, so I sent him here!"

The gatekeeper looked at the dirty, stupid lunatic and nodded with satisfaction.

"The goods are genuine and the price is reasonable!" He took out a copper coin and threw it to Old Man Fan: "Take it and have tea!"

Old Man Fan took the copper coin and forced a smile: "Okay, okay, thank you very much!" He watched the gatekeeper take the fool into the city. He returned home in tears.

The leader pinched his nose and pushed the lunatic into the carriage. "Get on!"

"Sir, why am I alone?"

The leader turned around and glanced at him: "What? Do you have any accomplices?" He thought that if he had a few more beggars, ten taels of silver each, maybe his life would get better.

The silly madman shook his head: "No!"

The gatekeeper was a little angry: "Why are you asking so many questions? Sit down!" If Master Yan hadn't ordered them to be treated well, he would have whipped them. If it weren't for the ten taels of silver, he wouldn't have been so good-tempered.

The silly madman was in a particularly good mood thinking that he would soon see Brother Yan, so he turned a deaf ear to his arrogant bullying and said nothing.

The carriage drove for an incense stick of time and finally arrived at a fresh and beautiful mansion. The facade was so luxurious, with red bricks and green tiles, and inside the wall were green pines and cypresses. Above the door was a large golden character with the name of Qi Tian Xiao Han. This was recently built.

This is Brother Yan's residence. It's so big! It's like a palace!

The head guard walked in and found that the homeless boy had not followed him. He turned his head and saw that he was still standing at the door, looking around the mansion. He snorted coldly, a poor beggar is a poor beggar. It's like he has never seen the world.

"What are you looking at? Come over here!"

"Oh, here we come!" The silly madman ran up quickly and followed him along the blue brick road. After walking for about half an incense stick of time, the silly madman came to a unique wooden house with the words "Qingxin Cottage" written on it. From a distance, the roof tiles were magnificent with dragons and phoenixes carved on them. Outside, more than a dozen large red wooden pillars set off the magnificence of the house. Is this still called a cottage? She muttered to herself: It's comparable to my old palace.

Walking up the steps of the corridor, the beautiful and soothing sound of the zither lingered in my ears, like the sound of flowing water in the mountains, or the sound of a small spring, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made me very happy. This is the "Moonlight" that Brother Yan taught me to play. The silly crazy girl's heart began to beat faster. Because she was about to meet Brother Yan.

When he arrived at the door, the head guard asked him to stand at the door while he went in to report? As soon as he entered, a maid of about eleven or twelve years old came out of the room.

The maid glanced at her coldly, then walked over and ordered coldly: "You, come with me!"

"I haven't seen Brother Yan yet!" He must see Brother Yan first and tell him the important things.

"Shut up, is it you who are such a lowly beggar calling me Brother Yan? The name of the young master cannot be tarnished by such dirty and lowly people like you!" The maidservant cursed loudly, not caring if anyone inside could hear her.