Chapter 83: Red Gold is Rare

Chapter 83: Red Gold is Rare

Chapter 83: Red Gold is Rare
Five dry and five wet dishes, ten kinds of food, desserts, fruit slices and candied fruits, chicken, duck, crab and bacon...

In the private room, more than a dozen people sat down. The large table was filled with plates and the aroma of wine and meat filled the air.

"It's only been one year since you started practicing martial arts, but you have already perfected the hammer technique. Brother Li's talent is something I envy..."

"Come on, Brother Li, drink this cup to the full!"

"Don't forget us when you become rich! Brother Li, Brother Yue, don't forget us in the future..."

……

The atmosphere in the private room was very lively as the wine glasses flowed clinking.

Li Yuan still sat next to Yue Yunjin, but this time, the person being toasted by others was someone else.

Everyone at the table had different thoughts, but they were drinking and seemed very familiar with each other. Although Li Yuan had a good alcohol tolerance, he felt a little tipsy after a while and waved his hand to refuse to drink.

Yue Yunjin got drunk faster than before.

"No wonder Senior Brother Yue is addicted to parties. The charm of socializing can only be experienced when you are flattered..."

Everyone likes to hear good words, and Li Yuan is no exception.

But he just sighed a little in his heart and was not obsessed with it. If Lu Bailing had not insisted on inviting him, he would not want to come.

He came for the red gold.

After eating and drinking, a few people got drunk and were helped away by the servants.

Li Yuan clinked glasses with Miss Lu, chatted briefly, and then asked about the matter of Chi Jin.

"pure gold?"

Lu Bailing glared at Huang Peiyao who was accompanying him and frowned slightly:
"My father did hide some red gold, but he's not here, and I don't know where he put it... When he comes back, I'll get some for you."

"The magistrate is not in town?"

Li Yuan's heart was slightly moved, but he could only thank him without asking any further questions.

"It's not a big deal."

Miss Lu was a little reserved. Although she had tried her best to make this banquet happen, she did not drink any wine and did not talk much with Li Yuan. Most of the time, she only talked to Huang Peiyao.

Li Yuan thanked him and, having achieved his goal, he had no intention of staying. After a while, he found an excuse and, together with Wu Ming, helped Yue Yunjin back to the weapon forging shop.

Liu Zheng didn't drink much and accompanied him all the way.

"Brother Yue is probably feeling quite depressed, just like Miss Lu and the rest of us..."

When Liu Zheng came out of the door, he felt a little emotional:
"I heard from my father that each of the Divine Weapon Valley's envoys only has two nominations. With this wooden plaque in hand, you will be eligible to participate in the Divine Weapon Valley's inner sect assessment next year..."

"Is this the inner sect examination?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly: "Since there are two places, hasn't Senior Brother Yue been approved?"

"Ms. Fang is only a deputy envoy. She only has one recommendation quota. If she gives it to you, she will naturally have to take back the quota she gave before..."

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly:
"I think Brother Li should know the difference between the outer sect and the inner sect, right?"

"Will Senior Brother Yue's recommendation be taken back?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly.

Not to mention the Divine Weapon Valley, even the Weapon Forging Shop has an inner and outer division. The treatment of the inner courtyard disciples is much better than that of the outer courtyard disciples.

Naturally, there is a huge difference between the inner and outer gates of the Divine Weapon Valley.

"I will definitely take it back, otherwise Miss Lu wouldn't have been so depressed before."

Seeing Li Yuan frowning, Liu Zheng shook his head slightly:

"Brother Li, don't think that you have taken Brother Yue's place. This place is originally for the capable... Brother Yue has a good physique, but his talent is far inferior to yours.
Even if we give him that quota, it will be too hot for him to handle.”

"Thank you, Brother Liu, for your advice."

Li Yuan bowed his hands to express his gratitude, and then asked about the envoy Xunying.

"Searching for the envoy? It's been so long that no one in the city knows whether he has been here or not. All we know is that his name is Han Chuijun, also known as the Ghost-faced Prajna, and he is good at using a heavy hammer."

"Ghost-faced Prajna Han Chuijun? A heavy hammer?"

Li Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he thought of the sledgehammer master who wiped out the entire Bodhisattva Temple.

It turned out to be the Divine Weapon Valley that took action...

Li Yuan understood what was going on, and when he saw Liu Zheng preparing to leave, he stopped him and asked about the 'murderer'.

"We have searched the inner and outer cities several times, but it seems that Nian Jiu has disappeared from the face of the earth, leaving no trace at all... Oh? Brother Li is asking about another one?"

Liu Zheng coughed a few times, looking a little unnatural:

"There has to be an explanation for this case, right? Well, if the county magistrate doesn't come back in the next few days, we can only throw him into a mass grave. The smell is too strong and the government office can't stand it..."

Someone has to take the blame.

Li Yuan naturally knew what Liu Zheng meant, so he didn't ask any further questions and just watched him go away.

"Lu Yunqing is not in the city either. Why aren't any of them in the city?...Alas, Chi Jin, Chi Jin."

Li Yuan was troubled for a while. He had already prepared the materials for promotion to the Military Commander talisman, but the red gold was nowhere to be found.

After enjoying the breeze for a while and feeling a little more sober, Li Yuan returned home. He had drunk a lot of wine and was feeling sleepy. He fell asleep without even standing still.

……

In the next few days, there were banquets every day in the inner city. Liu Zheng, Wen Yida, and even martial arts disciples such as Miao Zhen all invited him to the banquets, but Li Yuan often declined.

After the events of that day spread, the forging room became very busy. Many powerful families from the inner and outer cities came one after another, making him truly experience the treatment Yue Yunjin had received before.

However, no matter who invited him, he always refused. After doing this many times, he finally regained his composure.

He traveled back and forth between the forge and his second brother's house every day. At night, he practiced standing and hammering, taking pills to build up his strength. During the day, he never let go of the hammer. In just a few days, he had forged another top-grade sharp blade.

After several days, the guards who went out of the city to look for Cao Yan returned empty-handed.

Zhang Ben sent people to look for him again, but he had to force himself to take care of the business temporarily and manage the mine outside the city. He was so busy that he didn't see him for several days. After work that day, Li Yuan did not go home, but took advantage of the light before dark to walk out of the city quickly, with a clear purpose, and went straight to the mass grave.

Huhu~
It was getting dark and the wind was blowing through the wild woods.

Li Yuan quickly came to the mass grave, took a few casual glances, and saw the straw mats that were obviously newer.

[Human Skin Mask (Level 2)]

“Sure enough, it’s still there!”

When he was two meters away, Li Yuan caught a glimpse of the blue light. He felt relieved and took off the human skin mask that left no trace.

Under the sallow face was a rough young man with eyes wide open and a look of extreme unwillingness.

"I'll help you rest in peace. This mask is your reward!"

Li Yuan carried the corpse, which already had a strong smell, to a relatively good place, took out Yu Zhen's broadsword from the command space, and dug a deep pit for the corpse.

"The number of the ten-direction celestial masters is as numerous as the sand and dust. They transform into the ten directions to save all the heavenly beings..."

Li Yuan buried the body without knowing its name, and therefore did not leave a tablet. He just recited scriptures silently in his heart to pray for its reincarnation. When he was about to leave, he suddenly became alert and hid behind a big tree.

When I glanced over, I saw several figures rising and falling here under the afterglow of the setting sun.

These people, some tall and some short, all wore bamboo hats and covered their faces. The one in front was quite majestic and had a loud voice:

"Xu Feng! Have you dealt with all the people from Zhenwu Hall?"

A thin man bowed:

"Replying to the incense master, I have left the mark of Zhenwu Hall in several counties, but only six have come. There is another one who should be in Gaoliu, but I don't know where he is..."

"Keep tracking!"

The incense master seemed to curse, and his voice turned cold:

"That loser Cao Yan was frightened out of his wits by Han Chuijun and has been missing for months. Does anyone know where he is?"

"Replying to the incense master, my subordinates found his whereabouts yesterday and have reassured him. He may be able to return to the city soon..."

someone replied.

"When he comes back, you guys can serve as his guards for a while. As for Han Chuijun, he kept Lu Yunqing alive, maybe he is waiting for us to take the bait? Ghost-faced Shura..."

The incense master sneered and seemed to be saying something.

But Li Yuan could no longer hear it. However, he was very cautious and still hid behind the tree, motionless.

"no one?"

After a long time, a masked man returned to the mass grave, looked around, muttered a few words to himself, and turned and left.

Han Chuijun?
Cao Yan...starting a rebellion?
What incense master? The incense master of the God-Worshiping Religion?

"What kind of luck am I, encountering something like this just when I go out..."

Behind the big tree, Li Yuan's breathing slowed down. The people gathered in the cemetery all gave him a very dangerous feeling, especially the incense master, who made him feel a little scared even though he was dozens of meters away.

I'm afraid she's even more vicious than Fang Yunxiu...

"From what this incense master said, it seems that Lu Yunqing and Cao Yan are in the same group with them?"

Li Yuan's face looked very ugly as he tightly grasped the thin human skin mask in his hand.

There was no way that a county magistrate, the owner of a forging shop that had been forging weapons for more than two hundred years and whose influence spread to all the counties, and an incense master whose origins were unknown, would get together to drink tea and chat.

"You're not planning to rebel against the imperial court, no, you're planning to rebel against the Divine Weapon Valley, right?"

Li Yuan was a little overwhelmed.

According to the laws of Dayun, the rebels will have their entire clans executed, and the followers, whether they were coerced or not, will all be killed...

"I just want to practice martial arts well..."

In the darkness of the night, Li Yuan did not move.

He sat against the tree all night. When it was almost dawn the next day, he shook off the dew on his body and hurried back to the city.

……

……

Huhu~
The night is about to fade and there is wind in the mountains.

In a wild cave in the mountains, Cao Yan was crawling on the ground like a lying ferocious tiger. His breathing was very heavy and even made a sound like a tiger's roar.

"Manager Cao is truly extremely talented. You have mastered the Tiger Roaring Thunder Bone Strengthening Technique so quickly. No wonder the Incense Master values ​​you so much!"

Suddenly, wind blew into the cave.

"call!"

Cao Yan exhaled foul air, causing smoke and dust to billow in the cave. He stood up with a cold expression:

"Feng Gang! What are you doing here?"

At the entrance of the cave, a masked middle-aged man stood with a sword in his arms, his expression cold:
"I will accompany you back to the city on the orders of the incense master."

"Back to the city?"

Cao Yan frowned: "What about Han Chuijun?"

"That old thing was vicious in the past, but now he is old and weak. Now that the incense master is here, why should he be afraid?"

Swordsman Feng Gang sneered:
"The Tiger Roaring Blade emphasizes bravery and ferocity. If you retreat when faced with difficulties, you will never be able to achieve perfection in this lifetime!"

"Whether Cao succeeds or not is none of your business."

Cao Yan looked indifferent.

He came out of the cave with his sword in hand, looking at Gaoliu Castle faintly visible in the mist:
"It's time to go back."

(End of this chapter)