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Aunt Jin walked for a long time, her pace still fast.

For those who practice martial arts, it is not difficult to walk quickly on the mountain road, but it is not common for a woman who is nearly half a year old to walk in such a hurry.

The night was dark, and her steps were staggering, and she almost stepped on the air several times.The mountain road was not steep, and it was only her heart that could shake her. If her heart wavered, her feet would be unstable.

Zhao Shitu followed her calmly, all the way around the back mountain, when the hidden sword pavilion was almost completely covered, she finally stopped.

Arriving here, the lights of Jiang Mansion were completely gone, only the fire of the casting furnace was still faintly visible, hanging like bean-sized lanterns against the dark background.

In the wilderness, a crooked willow tree stood by the roadside, its branches stretched to the sky in disorder, and the residual leaves trembled in the wind.

There was a group of dark shadows under the tree. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a person, covered in dark clothes, only his face was exposed, his face was extremely pale against the night.But Zhao Shitu still recognized this face, this person did not appear out of thin air, but a tea seller in front of the Jiangfu gate during the daytime.

The tea seller stood under the gloomy crooked neck tree, but he was more calm than standing on the side of a busy street. He didn't pick up tea, but a knife on his shoulder.

He sells tea soup during the day, but at night he sells other things, which are much more dangerous than tea soup, and of course the price is much higher.

Such people are not uncommon in Jianghu. Although Zhao Shitu was a little surprised, he was not surprised. What really surprised him was another thing—why Jinniang would meet this kind of person in this kind of place.

Jinniang is still the same Jinniang, she hasn't changed into another look, but her complexion is worse than before. In the autumn wind, there is sweat on her forehead, cold sweat.

She unwrapped a package from her waist, and untied the tie with trembling fingers, a striking light leaked from the bag, different from the cold light of the blade, it was softer.Everything in the bag is white silver.

Not one ingot of silver is whole, it is all pieces of large and small. Jinniang has been saving for a long time before she can save such a bag of silver.

She gave all the money to the other party, and only got one thing, a dark and old wooden sign.

Zhao Shitu moved quickly behind the crooked neck tree, poked his head out cautiously, he had to take a look at the name on the wooden sign, how it was worth Jinniang's entire belongings in exchange.

Before Aunt Jin put away the wooden sign, he finally saw the content clearly. There was a line of sixteen characters engraved on the wooden sign.

——On the fifth day of October, at the top of the lotus peak, the white rainbow sees the moon, and the hero is named.

After finishing the transaction, the tea seller retreated into the night carrying the silver, and quickly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

Only Aunt Jin was left standing in the cold wind, her hands trembling.

Zhao Shitu guessed her intentions, and knew that he should show up, but he couldn't think of how not to scare her, so he could only call out Aunt Jin's name in as gentle a tone as possible.

Aunt Jin let out a scream, turned around abruptly, raised her fist in a haphazard manner, and hit the visitor's chest impartially.

Zhao Shitu was also very helpless, after all, he followed him all the way to the wilderness, and it was very difficult to keep the other person from being afraid.He could only take one punch, a punch with all his strength in a critical moment, although it didn't cause injury, it really hurt.

He patiently said: "Don't be afraid, I just met you by chance, and I didn't worry about you going to a remote place alone, so I followed behind."

Aunt Jin's expression softened a little, but she was still too nervous to speak.

Zhao Shitu continued: "It's just that I didn't expect that I ran into an unexpected scene. The wooden sign you bought with a lot of money is a black market token."

Aunt Jin took a step back and clasped the wooden sign tightly in her palm.

Zhao Shitu said: "On the fifth day of October, that's today. Lianhuafeng is the nearby mountain. The white rainbow sees the moon, and the hero's name is given to him. It should refer to the Kunwu sword. If I guessed correctly, he served the ghost of the black market. , it is possible that Jiang Jingtian has obtained the Kunwu Sword without telling Jiang Jingtian, so the tokens are distributed to order the opening of the market. The black market is strictly confidential, and only those who have obtained the tokens can go."

Aunt Jin's plan was fully explained by him, and he could only nod without saying anything, "I, I didn't steal the Kunwu sword, nor did I deliberately hide it from the young master..."

Zhao Shitu said in relief: "I know that the ghost is not you, otherwise you wouldn't have to spend all the money for a token. That's why I want to know why you did this? Could it be that you plan to infiltrate the black market investigation?"

Aunt Jin nodded: "Only in this way can we find out the identity of that person. If we let him go this time, my husband will never come back."

Zhao Shitu comforted him and said, "Your husband was taken away by the government because it was difficult to get rid of the suspicion for the time being. Without conclusive evidence, how can the government punish him casually."

However, Aunt Jin shook her head and said, "Barrier Zhao doesn't know something. I have already gone to the government to beg for mercy, but they won't even let me see, let alone collect evidence. I... how can I trust them..." She said Said, weeping sadly.

Zhao Shitu was flustered immediately, he was most afraid of tears in his life, especially women's tears.

He thought for a moment, and said: "You really don't look like someone from Jianghu, and you have worked in Jiangfu for many years. If you sneak into the black market alone, you will inevitably be discovered. How about this, I will go there for you."

Aunt Jin was startled and said, "You go for me?"

Zhao Shitu nodded and said: "Yes, I only arrived at Xingyuan Mansion today, people in the black market don't know me, I just need to cover up a little, and I can pretend to be a bad guy."

Aunt Jin hesitated: "But, you are the young master's guest, I can't let you take such a risk..."

Zhao Shitu said: "I am not all here to help you, but also to help myself. You should know that our trip is to obtain the Kunwu Sword. If the famous sword is allowed to be stolen by thieves, wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to come here?" .So, instead, I should thank you."

Aunt Jin stared at him for a while, finally nodded, handed him the token in her hand, and said slowly: "Well then, the opening time of the market is at Haishi, and there is still time for a stick of incense, I will take you there .”

Lianhua Peak is located among the hills of the back mountain. There is a protruding shadow in the middle of the mountain. Four pillars support a vaulted roof. It is a pavilion for enjoying the shade. There is only a deserted depression.

Someone had placed a lantern in the gazebo, and in the dim light, a few figures could be vaguely seen walking.

Zhao Shitu squinted his eyes for a while, and asked, "Isn't the place for trading in this pavilion?"

Aunt Jin said cautiously, "I've never been here before, and there's no other light nearby, so it should look good."

Zhao Shitu said: "Okay, then let's climb up first and hide around to have a look."

Aunt Jin nodded in response, and followed him along the winding path, climbing up lightly.

Halfway along the road, Zhao Shitu stopped suddenly, his whole body shivering.

Jin Niang asked with trepidation: "Boss Zhao, why...?"

Zhao Shitu stopped her and shouted in a low voice: "Stop, there is someone beside you!"

In the darkness, a black figure suddenly flashed out, its figure was as fast as lightning.

Zhao Shitu couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he saw a steady sword light piercing the night like a white rainbow.

"The sword light flashed, the candles shook, and the figures reflected in the firelight fell down one by one like puppets with broken strings."

The ghostly shadow disappeared into the night together with the sword light.

Shocked, Zhao Shitu turned to Aunt Jin and said, "Wait here for me, don't move." Then he silently pulled out the folding fan in his sleeve and ran forward quickly.

The black shadow had long since disappeared, and there were four people lying in the gazebo.

Four dead.