"Strange people?"

The three of them looked at each other. After a while, Shen Da cautiously accompanied him and asked with a smile: "There are countless strange people in Jingshi, I don't know which strange person the school captain is looking for?" ”

"Qinghe Lane, Ma Jun." Lu Yao said lightly, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip.

"Oh, it's him."

The three of Shen University were relieved. As the saying goes, learn to become a literary and martial artist, and sell it to the emperor's family. But everyone who has a skill has sharpened their heads, trying to seek a fame. Although Lu Yao is a lieutenant of the imperial court, he has a humble position. In order to get rid of the hard life of guarding the warehouse, they can only curry favor with this top boss.

But horses are different.

"Don't worry, captain, I'll wait for the three of us to arrest him and hand him over to the captain." Jiang Er was obviously drunk and shouted inarticulately.

"No need, I'm new to Luoyang City, and I'm not familiar with Luoyang City. I just want to know where Qinghe Lane is. Lu Yao put down the wine bottle and said with a smile: "I'll go to meet this strange person in person." ”

"The lieutenant is really very human, so polite and virtuous. I'm the first to serve you. Shen Da slapped a sycophant without a trace.

"It's a blessing for that horse stammering to be appreciated by the captain."

"If he dares not agree, Lao Tzu will break his dog's leg."

Jiang Er and Kong Sanqi shouted and shouted, attracting the attention of other guests nearby. But through the curtain, I saw that there were all generals in armor, and no one dared to say anything. Now that the Yellow Turban thieves are everywhere, the status of the generals has suddenly risen a lot. No one dares to provoke these warriors.

"Brothers, a glass to the captain, and then go to Ma Stammer." Shen Da raised the wine bottle and saluted Lu Yao. The other two also raised their wine bottles.

Lu Yao didn't shirk either, and smiled at the toast of the three. Then the three of Shen got up and led him out of the restaurant and went to Ma Jun's residence. As he walked, Lu Yao's expression became a little strange. This street is very familiar, and when you look at it from a distance, it is where Taicang is located. That is to say, not far from the No. 1 library is Qinghe Lane.

"Captain, this is Qinghe Lane. The horse was right here. Shen Da stopped at the entrance of an alley, pointed inside, and turned back to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao nodded, followed the three of them into Qinghe Lane, and finally came to a dilapidated house at the end of the alley. Shen Da stepped forward and pushed the door and explained with a sneer: "Here are all poor people, living on Taicang. The lieutenant beware of his step, lest he stumble. ”

Pushing open the door, a young man in the courtyard who was pounding a pile of wood raised his head in amazement to look at Lu Yao and his party. Lu Yao looked at this person. The man was in his twenties, with a scruffy beard, and he looked very poor. But the shape of the pile of wood beside the man made his eyes shine.

"Ma Jun, the captain of my family came to see you in person. Don't be ignorant of lifting. Shen Da stepped forward and glanced at Ma Jun with a grin.

"You stand down." Lu Yao stopped Shen Da, stepped forward and walked to the pile of wood, squatted down and looked through it carefully.

Shen Da was bored with himself, and stood aside with the two brothers to wait. They couldn't figure out why the captain wasn't interested in people, but in the pile of broken wood.

"Is this a rollover?" Lu Yao picked up a rectangular wooden board with wavy patterns engraved on it.

"Positive...... Correct...... Precisely. "Ma Jun, as recorded in historical materials, is a stammer, and it is very serious.

"In the Lonely Boat of the Lord of Xanadu Town, Xia Zhuya Prefecture, Mr. Jiumu has a big name, and I want to invite Mr. out of the mountain." Lu Yao smiled and put down the plank and invited sincerely.

"No...... No...... Don't go. Ma Jun shook his head, refused, and then lowered his head to continue the work that had been interrupted just now.

"Bold, my captain personally came to invite. What else are you going to do? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu broke your dog's leg and asked someone to carry you. Shen Da was furious and took the initiative to jump out to support Lu Yao.

"This ...... This is heaven...... Foot ...... of the Son of Heaven Feet, you ...... Dare...... Dare to fight...... Hit me, don't be afraid...... I'm afraid that the instructor's office will catch ...... Arrested? Ma Jun has a righteous face, but the severe stuttering has affected his forced style.

"I ......," Shen Da was speechless.

In the final analysis, he is just a little centurion, and he is also the kind who guards Taicang and waits for death. Naturally straighten your waist in front of the people, but in front of the government...... It's a fart.

Lu Yao smiled.

In his previous life, Ma Jun was known as the easiest and most difficult to subdue. Before the Yellow Turban Rebellion began, no one knew where Ma Jun lived. After the battle, the game was officially opened, and Ma Jun entered the player's field of vision. As a first-class craftsman grandmaster in the world, many players, including the Huaxia Alliance, rushed to try to subdue him. As a result, no one succeeded for two whole years. Until one day the hermit himself came to the door. Ma Jun followed.

The Huaxia Alliance tried its best to conceal the relevant news, but it still leaked all of it soon after. At the beginning, the hermit used a special trebuchet construction blueprint to take Ma Jun away. At this time, the players realized that it was so simple to subdue Ma Jun.

"Sir, I have a fragment here, please help me take a look at it." Lu Yao smiled and took out a fragment of the Ink Sutra and handed it over.

Ma Jun looked up, and he couldn't take his eyes off this look. Seeing Lu Yao handing over the fragments of the Ink Sutra, he hurriedly wiped his hands on his body, and carefully took the fragments of the Ink Sutra with both hands.

"It is worthy of being a master craftsman, and I can see at a glance that this is a fragment of the ink scripture." Lu Yao secretly admired it in his heart.

The fragments of the Ink Sutra have not been identified, and on the surface they look like ordinary pieces of torn paper. At the beginning, he collected the second ink scripture fragment in Piaoling Village, and it is estimated that Xue Piaoling didn't take it seriously after getting it, which made him lucky to get the ink scripture fragment.

Ma Jun held the fragment of the ink scripture like a treasure, and muttered from time to time. His expression was sometimes surprised, sometimes surprised, and sometimes he scratched his ears and cheeks with joy, completely immersed in his own world, forgetting that there were Lu Yao and others next to him. And more importantly, I forgot that this fragment of the Ink Sutra belongs to someone else.

Lu Yao was not in a hurry to urge, and looked curiously at the residence of this craftsman grandmaster. The yard is very messy, and all kinds of scrapped wood are everywhere. There is a large water tank with an open opening in the corner. There was a simple grass hut next to it, and a stove was built underneath. The wooden basin under the stove was still soaked with unwashed dishes.

History records that Ma Jun was poor when he was young and could not go out for a long time. It was not until the Northern Wei Dynasty that he became a petty official because of his outstanding skills and got rid of the fate of poverty.

After about half an hour, Ma Jun remembered that the ink scripture fragment in his hand was not his own, and then remembered the existence of Lu Yao and others. His face was hot, and he was very reluctant to return the fragments of the Ink Sutra, and asked Ai Ai, "If ...... If I ...... I vote, can you let ...... Let...... Let ......"

Speaking of the key points, Ma Jun's stuttering is getting worse and worse. Lu Yao was uncomfortable when he heard it, so he simply took out another fragment of the Ink Sutra and stuffed it into his hand along with the one just now.

"As long as you serve me, these two fragments of the Ink Sutra will be in your custody. I just want the final product. ”

Ma Jun's hands trembled, he glanced at Lu Yao deeply, nodded vigorously, and got up directly from the pile of overturned parts and walked to Lu Yao's side: "Let's go...... Let's go. ”

"Ding, Ma Jun wants to serve you as the master, do you accept it?"