different paths

"Wen Jun has a mutton fat jade bottle, clean in quality and soft in soul, very tender and plump, and I am so yearning for it.

On the night of the full moon, when the child is right, you should come to pick it up with the stars.

Junsu Yada will not cause me to go back and forth in vain [1].

"Star Picker"

There are only a few sentences on the thin note, but it is enough to make the current owner of the mutton fat jade bottle, the head of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, break his armor and turn pale with shock.Since walking the darts, he has seen countless bloody and thrilling scenes, but there has never been a single time that made him restless and in chaos like this.

After Qiang calmed down, he hurriedly wrote four letters and called the servant.Within a short while, four snow-white horses rushed out of the four major city gates in the east, west, north, and south. They were the imperial bestowed steeds of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, the Zhaoye Jade Lion.This horse was produced in the Western Regions, and it is rare to see it in China. As the well-known Zhenyuan Escort in Jianghu, there are only a few of them.The people in the city have long wanted to see the demeanor of this gentleman among the horses, but the Zhenyuan Escort took care of the horse very carefully and rarely gave it any tasks.Now that they have finally got their wish, many people can't help but start to guess what kind of important task requires four precious horses to go into battle together.

At noon on the day before the night of the full moon, Fang Pojia was sitting on the arhat chair, but the way he looked at the note in his hand was completely opposite to his heroic sitting posture, with a little fear, and even a little weakness .When the steady and powerful footsteps sounded, his eyes regained their fortitude and strength.

The boy led three people towards the lobby, an old man in brocade clothes, a burly man, and a young man with a ghost face.

"Brother Pojia, long time no see." The burly man shouted at the top of his voice when he saw Fang Pojia. He didn't speak Mandarin, but had a strong northwest accent.This person is Zhang Qiuzhi, who is known as the "Northwest Giant". This person is born with supernatural power and is extremely strong. He can crush a skull with one finger, and his strength can be seen.

"It's an emergency, and it's Po Jia's abruptness to invite the three of you here." After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Po Jia handed the note to the three of them for circulation.

"It's really a paper for picking stars." The old man in brocade clothes stared at the paper with his eyes like a falcon.

"Since Mr. Mu said so, this must be the correct note." Fang Pojia sighed.

The old man in Jinyi's surname is Mu and his name is Qianli. He is known as the "God's Eye" in the world.His pair of eyes can not only see the distance that ordinary people cannot see, but also see the subtleties that ordinary people cannot see clearly.He can have a clear view of the big picture, but also be able to see the details. Many major public cases were solved because of his help.

"But I don't know the horror of this star picking paper." The ghost-faced youth said, although his voice was hoarse and dry, it was hard to hide his arrogance.

"Hahaha, you kid, you have such a big tone." Zhang Qiu pointed and laughed, his scrawled beard trembled with his laughter, "Brother Pojia came to him, I'm afraid it's the wrong person .”

"Hmph, do you know who I am?" The ghost-faced young man snorted coldly, very disdainful, "If you have to choose a redundant one from the three of us, it must be you."

Seeing that the two men were at war, Fang Pojia hurriedly said: "This little brother is Du Yi, the chief disciple of Qianmianmen. Good talent."

"It turned out to be a person from Qianmianmen, so I have to dare to show my true colors." Zhang Qiu clicked his finger and didn't say anything more.

"I didn't expect the little brother to be Rong Feiyi's student at such a young age." Mu Qianli said with a smile on the other side's armor, "With him here, the chief escort can finally relax."

"No, no." Fang Pojia frowned, "I heard that apart from changing his appearance, the star picker is also proficient in concealed weapons, poisoning, and light work."

Zhang Qiu pointed out that he was also worried when he heard the words: "I heard that this year, the Valley of Picking Stars will open again, and there must be another bloody storm in the rivers and lakes."

The gate of Star Picking Valley is opened every five years, and the disciples in the valley all call themselves "Star Pickers".No one knows the exact location of Star Picking Valley, and no one can see the real face of the owner of Star Picking Valley. The famous reputation of Star Picking Valley is all built by the star pickers who went out of the valley.The typical sign of a star picker is the star picker, as long as the star picker comes out, no matter whether it is stealing gold or treasure, or assassinating poison, he has never missed it.The star pickers share names and identities, and their whereabouts are erratic. No one has ever found out their details.Some people once speculated that the Star Pickers must be masters lurking in the major gangs of the Jianghu, waiting for the opportunity to move, and some people said that the Star Pickers are minions carefully cultivated by the imperial court, in order to contain the people in the Jianghu.But these are nothing but conjectures. The origin of the star picker is confusing and confusing, and there are different opinions, but there has never been any real evidence.

Many people have tried to round up the star pickers, but failed every time.For those who received the Star Picking Letter, they have undoubtedly become fish on the chopping board, and can only wait for the words on the Star Picking Letter to be fulfilled.Fang Pojia has long heard about the power of Star Pickers, but waiting for things to happen to him, as the chief bodyguard of the world's number one bodyguard agency, he is not willing to lose without a fight like this.

As soon as Zhang Qiu said the words, Fang Pojia continued: "Picking the Star Valley and opening the valley is indeed a major event in the Jianghu, but haven't you heard of another rumor in the Jianghu recently?"

"Oh?" Mu Qianli twisted his beard and said, "But it has something to do with Shaolin?"

"Exactly." Fang Pojia said, "It is said that there is a lay disciple in Shaolin who successfully broke through the Wooden Man Alley and the Eighteen Arhat Formation and descended the mountain, and it is also heard that this person is the closed disciple of Master Tianxuan, the head of Shaolin Southern Sect. "

"So, isn't this person's martial arts very high?" Du Yi said coldly.

"It's not just martial arts, I'm afraid he's younger than you." Zhang Qiu pointed and said, "I've heard about this person too. It is said that he went down the mountain this time just to experience some experience. In the future..." He changed the topic , the other party broke the armor and said, "Brother Pojia, why don't you ask this person to help you, and you will be able to keep the treasure."

Fang Pojia sighed: "I have already edited a book and sent someone to send it to Shaolin as soon as possible, but seeing the current situation, I'm afraid it's too late..."

"It doesn't matter." Du Yi said, "I would like to learn what is so great about this star picker."

Mu Qianli looked up at him, shook his head almost invisible, smiled without saying a word.

Full moon night.

The flickering candles in the study made the faces of the four people in the room bright and dark, blurred.The moonlight slanted down through the window paper, and a wooden box with intricate patterns on the table of the Eight Immortals was shrouded in a clear light.Suddenly a gust of night wind blew, a dark cloud covered half of the moon, and the wooden box disappeared in the darkness.

"What time is it?" Fang Pojia finally broke the silence, but the nervousness made his voice dry and harsh, and he completely lost his usual composure.

"It's past Zichu." Du Yi said calmly, although his tone was normal, his eyes were shining with excitement.

"Brother Po Jia, you don't have to be so nervous." Zhang Qiu said in relief, "Our plan is foolproof, and we will definitely be able to keep the treasure this time."

"Exactly." Mu Qianli said, "If you can't even keep a small bottle, you don't need my eyes."

While speaking, the dark clouds were torn apart by a gust of wind, and Lang Lang Mingyue reappeared.At the same time, the window paper trembled in the strong wind, making a rustling sound.

There was a sound of "broken", and a strong wind poured into the room. In an instant, all the candles were extinguished.

"Who?" Fang Pojia pulled out his big knife and walked towards the window cautiously.

I only heard a burst of laughter coming from outside the window, "As expected of the chief escort of the world's number one escort agency, you are so generous! This mutton fat jade bottle, I will accept it!" The sound suddenly disappeared, and Fang Pojia rushed out of the room, where there was still no one to be seen.

When he returned to the study, the candle had been lit again, but the wooden box on the table of the Eight Immortals had disappeared.

"How?" Seeing him walk in, Zhang Qiu asked.

Fang Pojia shook his head: "I didn't even see the shadow, the movement of this star picker is really extraordinary."

"So what if your body is good." Du Yi snorted coldly, "It's not as stupid as a pig."

Fang Pojia heard the words, and finally let go of his frowning brows: "This time I was lucky enough to keep the treasure, thanks to everyone's help."

As he said that, he walked towards the Eight Immortals Table, and lightly pressed the legs of the table, and the tabletop lifted up automatically. It turned out that there was a hole in the Eight Immortals Table.The thick table body is hollow, and now there is another wooden box that is exactly the same as the stolen wooden box.

Fang Pojia took out the wooden box and slowly opened it. In the white light, there were actually two suet jade bottles lying quietly inside.

"This is the real thing." Mu Qianli took a step forward and looked at one of them, his sharp eyes fell on the pure white bottle body, and he couldn't help but relax a little.

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Mu Lao's eyes." Fang Pojia said, "This imitation is not to say exactly the same, but it is ninety percent like it. If I didn't know the key points in advance, I'm afraid I would admit it."

"Brother Po Jia, what's the meaning of this?" Zhang Qiu pointedly asked, "Has this star picker come here once before and stole that fake jade bottle? Brother Po Jia, what are you still worried about?"

"I'm afraid things won't be so simple." Fang Pojia said, "Once the star pickers find out that what they stole is a fake, I'm afraid they will find it again."

"So you prepared a more authentic fake waiting for him?" There was a slight smile in Du Yi's cold eyes.

"Exactly." Fang Pojia nodded.

"Then what do Brother Po Jia want to do with this real product?" Zhang Qiu asked.

"I want to temporarily entrust it to a reliable person for safekeeping."

"Oh?"

"The man needs to have good eyesight."

Zhang Qiu pointed at his palm and said with a smile, "Of course this person is Mr. Mu."

Du Yi said coldly: "Of course the star picker would never have thought that the genuine mutton fat jade bottle would be entrusted to others."

Fang Pojia nodded and said: "Even if you visit the Escort again and again, I'm afraid you won't be able to succeed."

Mu Qianli smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Fortunately, the head of the security guard trusts me, and I swear that I will not disgrace my life."

The four looked at each other and smiled, as if they had let go of a heavy burden, happy and relaxed.

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[1]: Learn from Xiangshuai's note.