Chapter 4 The Lost Temple

Seeing that everyone was stunned and didn't say anything, Qin Yan felt quite good about himself. He only said that this group of local steamed buns who had never seen the world were overwhelmed by his peerless master's aura, so he raised his head and walked forward.

"Ber, don't you know how to close the door when you come in?"

A sudden shout shocked him as he moved forward. Qin Yan was stunned and looked at the guy who looked embarrased. He couldn't help feeling great shame and glared at him.

It's okay for others. You, a thin monkey with yellow skin, dare to shout at me and don't pee to take photos of yourself! Dare to call me Huazi? Are you tired of living or tired of living? Don't you know that Master Ben can kill you with one finger?

"Hey, what are you looking at! Hurry up and close the door!" The thin monkey roared at him again.

Qin Yan looked back and really forgot to close the door. He looked down at his clothes, and then realized how embarrassed he looked now! Well, thin monkey, since what you said is close to the truth, I don't care about you.

He turned around and closed the door, walked grayly to the corner of the wall, and only turned a deaf ear to some dirty words behind the thin monkey. I have no other strengths, but I can tolerate it. There are only a few young masters in this family who can bear it the most!

He sat in the corner for a while and saw that everyone was not paying attention to him, so he gently walked to the left fire. Unexpectedly, a man suddenly stood up in front of him and asked sharply, "What are you doing?"

Qin Yan scolded in his heart: If you keep your voice down, you will die. I don't know if I don't want to attract attention! But the other party is quite young, that's all. Forgive this young and ignorant! He smiled, arched his hand and said, "Brother, I think you have a lot of firewood here. Why don't you lend me a little?"

"Go!" The young family man looked like a fly chaser, "We don't have enough ourselves. How can we lend it to you?"

Qin Yan almost couldn't help swearing. There is obviously a lot of spare firewood beside the fire. It's not a problem to burn it all day and night. It can't be used up at all. Will you lend me a few pieces of meat?

At this time, the middle-aged man, as the head of the family, said, "Song Tao, it's inconvenient for everyone to go out. If you can help, just help. We still have a lot of firewood, so let's borrow some from this little brother!"

Qin Yan heard that the middle-aged man seemed to mean something. He arched his hand and smiled, "This old man is still reasonable! May the blessing of the eight-armed goddess be with you!" After saying that, he passed by the young man, hugged a pile of firewood by the fire, and slowly returned to the corner of the wall.

The young family kept staring at him until he left. He sat down and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear, "This man seems to have martial arts and is suspicious. It is very likely to be the arrangement of that group of people."

The middle-aged man said without any doubt, "I know it."

Qin Yan set up the firewood pile and ran to set fire, which was stared at by the young family.

The small fire burned up and spread warmth to the body and mind. The wet and cold after the storm was driven away by the beating fireworks, and the feeling of fatigue and decadence was swept away. Qin Yan stretched out comfortably and grabbed the unlucky red fox. The wind and rain roared outside the temple, but I could hide by the warm fire to barbecue. What could be more comfortable than this?

But he became embarrassed again. The sword he carried with him has been lost. What should he do to open the fox's intestines? Oh, it seems that we still have to withstand that one's third white eyes!

Just as he was about to get up, the bandit leader Scar Man, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Yue, Hua has been looking forward to your name of Xuandan for a long time. Today, I don't know if I can ask for a few. Hua is willing to pay a lot of money to buy it."

When he opened his mouth, Qin Yan knew that there would be a good show, so he sat down again.

I only heard the middle-aged man say, "My ancestors once said that the work of Xuandan is contrary to the road and cannot be refined much. This year, only five elixirs have been refined in my castle, which have been given to Zhang Zhenren of Cangliu Hall, Mr. Yandangshan Mo, General Luo of Tianji Pavilion, and two more, but they are to be given to Qingwei Julin Pavilion. In addition, there is no extra elixir. Please forgive Brother Hua!"

The scar man grinned, and the earthworm-like scars on his face were particularly/gloomy in the swaying firelight: "That is to say, there are two elixirs on Brother Yue's body at this moment? Hua is not talented, so he came to ask Brother Yue for one.

The middle-aged man condensed his expression and said solemnly, "Brother Hua, please take care of yourself. Although Yue doesn't want to cause trouble, he is not a bully person. If Brother Hua insists on living with my Yue family, even if he is smashed to pieces, he will get justice from Brother Hua!"

"Good!" The scar man clapped his hands and said, "Brother Yue is a descendant of Yue Boxing God. But I have to ask Brother Yue to figure out one thing. I have the No. 46 brother here, but my brother-in-law only has two fists. How can I protect the little prince? If the poor future owner of Yuejiabao died here because of one or two elixir, won't it make people sigh?

He said and looked over at the little son of the Yue family, with a strange smile in his throat. Poor Master Yue had never seen such a fierce figure, and he was so scared that he shrank behind his father. The beautiful woman next to him suddenly patted him on the shoulder, straightened up, raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Shameless Xiaoxiao, dare to talk shamelessly! The thief can come here and see if he can hurt my son's hair!"

After her words came out, someone got up and shouted, "What a heroic Mrs. Yue! Brother, even if you didn't grab Tong Xuandan, it's not bad to take this Mrs. Yue back!" The thieves laughed loudly, and there was a burst of noise, mixed with a large series of dirty words, which made Mrs. Yue's face blue with anger and her delicate body trembled.

The scar face pressed his arm, signaling the thieves to calm down. He looked at Mrs. Yue and smiled and said, "My brothers are all rude men, and their mouths are unclean. Don't take it to heart, madam. Mrs. Yue was also a heroine of Pei Luoshan's generation, and the little brother also admired the swordsmanship of 'Qingxia Fairy'!"

The faces of middle-aged men and beautiful women have changed. Mrs. Yue has rarely appeared since she got married. Her former chivalrous reputation has long been annihilated in the smoke and dust of the world, and it has not been mentioned for nearly 20 years. It seems that this scar face has a deep understanding of the Yue family, and it has been planned for a long time! Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

The beautiful woman stroked the back of her son's head, and her face was no longer firm. No matter how precious Ren Tong Xuandan is, how can it be compared with the lives of his children? She lowered her head and said nothing, silently waiting for her husband to make a decision.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "Where did Brother Hua come from and how did he know his nickname in the past years?" Hearing this, he already has a soft intention.

Scarface laughed: "In the lower Chinese army, the reputation is not worth mentioning, and I'm afraid of humiliating my brother-in-law's ear."

"Huajun... You are the Chinese army of Tianhaitang!" The middle-aged man suddenly remembered the name and couldn't help gasping. Although Tianhaitang is only a second-rate sect, it has a great reputation in Lanhua because of an incident ten years ago. Its root is the Chinese army in front of it. Ten years ago, he failed to seriously injure a disciple of Pei Luoshan. His master took him to Pei Luoshan to apologize. Unexpectedly, this man broke free from the ban halfway, but killed his master and injured many people under the pursuit of many masters of the two factions, and then disappeared. This incident caused an uproar in Lanhua, so that all major sects increased their mental tests in the process of recruiting disciples to prevent such a disaster from happening. Later, there were rumors that the Chinese army fled to Fengyan as a general, but it was not confirmed.

I didn't expect that this one would fall here as a bandit and rob the Tong Xuandan of the Yue family. The middle-aged man's mind suddenly changed his mind. After a few breaths, he finally made up his mind. Chaohua Army solemnly hugged his fist and said, "It turned out to be Brother Hua. He has known his name for a long time!" This sentence does be from the bottom of my heart. Except for Qin Yan and other juniors, there is no one present who has never "reveheed" the name of the Chinese army for a long time.

Hua Jun was very satisfied with the performance of the middle-aged man and waved his hand and said, "There is no need to say more about polite words. Hua is willing to pay 3,000 taels of silver to buy a Tongxuan elixir. What do you think?"

Three thousand taels of silver is no different from the robbery for the value of Tong Xuandan, but after all, it is also a step, so it will not be so uncomfortable to hit in the face. The middle-aged man felt that he had no choice at all. After a moment of meditation, he nodded: "According to what Brother Hua said."

"Released!" Hua Jun smiled and waved his hand, "Lao San, take the silver over!"

Lao San is the only other master among the group of thieves. His dark and tall shelf stood forward with heavy steps, like a wall.

The middle-aged man felt that the other party was coming and did not dare to neglect it. He personally got up to meet him.

Lao San handed over a small square box, opened the lid of the box with one hand, and said in a low voice, "This is 3,000 taels of silver tickets from Tongbao Qianzhuang. Please count them, Mr. Yue."

Qin Yan stretched his neck and saw a stack of silver tickets lying in the box from afar, but it was a little different from ordinary silver tickets. Is it fake?

The middle-aged man put a look on his face, took the square box with both hands, and stuffed it into his arms: "No need to order it. I can trust Brother Hua's character." He then took out a small bottle of white jade from his arms and handed it to the third brother: "This is a Xuan elixir. Please keep it."

Lao San didn't say anything. After taking over the vial, he immediately lifted the lid, looked inside a few times, and then put it under his nose and sniffed deeply. Then he put it away. He turned his head, nodded to the Chinese army, and then suddenly stretched out his arms and punched the middle-aged man in the chest.