In the vast sea of people, it is indeed not easy to find a person.

Especially a nameless person like Wu Ming, who is so ordinary that he can't be more ordinary!

But is he really nameless? How can a master who can kill Iron Mountain with a single raise of his hand be a nameless person?

It's just that because their appearance is too ordinary, they can really kill people invisibly!

A master like Wu Ming is not easy to arouse the guardiness of others, and when his knife pierces you in the chest, you don't know his name at all.

Isn't that sad? And terrible?

"Have you ever seen a round-faced young man with his feet on wheels?" asked Su Jianfeng whenever he met someone, but most people thought he was crazy.

If a person is so good, why should he walk on wheels? It is ten times more difficult than pedaling a wheelbarrow!

"I saw it!" a half-grown child suddenly came running, his little face dirty, and his mouth still nibbling on half a half-cooked roasted sweet potato.

"Oh, did you see it?" Su Jian's eyes lit up.

This child is the child who wrote the war letter for Shen Yulang, his big eyes are full of cleverness, and there is some cunning and naivety in his eyes!

"But I can't tell you this news in vain, because I know it's useful to you," said the half-grown child seriously.

Su Jian smiled, he suddenly thought of Tu Jiaojiao and Chun Qimeng, it seems that it is not their patent to make money by selling news, even a teenager understands this truth.

Su Jian felt that he was really inferior to a child!

"How much do you want?" A sincere attitude can be exchanged for the desired result, and the news bought with money is often valuable!

"Anyone can see that I'm not a greedy child, so I'll take you a tael of silver!" said the half-grown child seriously.

"This price is really reasonable," Su Jian smiled and went to dig into his pocket, but his smile quickly froze because he found that he only had nine coins of silver left in his pocket.

I should have asked Tu Jiaojiao for some money just now, Su Jian smiled bitterly, the feeling of having no money is always embarrassing!

"You can also exchange your knife," the half-grown child seemed to see Su Jian's embarrassment, his eyes were firmly fixed on the scimitar at Su Jian's waist, and his eyes seemed to show excitement!

"I heard that this is a quick knife that kills people without seeing blood, it is a magic knife cursed by the demon gods in the heavens and on the earth, and I have also heard that you often do not leave the knife in your hand, and the knife does not leave the person, and what is even more terrifying is that some people say that you swear: The knife is in the person, and the knife is dead! A person's life is short, why should he be entangled with a knife? Don't you have anything else to do?" At the mention of Su Jian's scimitar, the half-grown child suddenly opened the conversation.

"You've talked too much, and a child knows too much, it's not necessarily a good thing," Su Jian's face suddenly became gloomy, and his hand was already gripping the hilt.

"Okay, I know you're not going to give your knife to anyone else, but can you show me your knife?" I can also provide you with free news," the half-grown child shrank back, as if he was already a little afraid of Su Jian, and he had to make a concession.

"My knife is not for others to see, because it is neither a toy nor an antique," Su Jian said coldly, he was ready to turn around and leave, he didn't want to turn his face with a child.

"Okay, okay! You're such a weirdo! Why are you so fierce? I don't look at it, and as long as you give me all the money on you, we'll make a deal! It doesn't matter how many. I have no choice but to admit that I am unlucky, to meet such a poor ghost as you," the half-grown child gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made a great deal of determination and made the greatest concessions.

"Give!" Su Jian immediately frowned, and handed over all the nine coins and silver on his body to the half-grown child.

"Look, the wheel you're looking for is thrown in front of the grocery store. But I really don't know where to go for the person you're looking for? You'd better ask the owner of the grocery store, he might be able to tell you a little bit of valuable clue," the half-grown kid casually put the nine-dollar silver in his pocket, and then raised his hand and pointed to the grocery store in front of him, "My name is Xiao Ma Hu, as long as you don't die, come to me for anything in the future!"

Xiao Ma patted his chest, made a grimace at Su Jian and turned around and ran away.

But when Su Jian moved his footsteps and looked in the direction of Xiao Ma Sloppy's fingers, he suddenly felt angry and funny!

For he only had to take two more steps forward to see the carriage tire lying next to the door of the grocery store, and the boy appeared in advance to steal the last bit of silver from him!

Xing Ji Grocery Store is a century-old store, and the owner, Xing Dalu, is also a bright person with a big grin.

"I recognize Xiao Sloppy, that kid doesn't do his job all day long, but he's a poor child," Xing Dalu introduced to Su Jian, "He has a seriously ill old lady in bed who needs his service." It costs a lot of money just to catch medicine for his mother every month, but that child is very filial, and he has never left his mother to live happily, there are not many children like this filial piety these years!"

"So you didn't stop him even though you knew he was cheating me out of my money?" Su Jian said with a wry smile.

"In fact, the neighbors in this area all know that Xiao Ma Hu's life is not good, and they don't help him less on weekdays, what is a few dollars of silver?" Xing Dalu pursed his lips and glanced at Su Jiandao up and down, "But I see that you are also very well dressed, if you are short of money, I Xing Dalu is also a good friend, I can help you!"

"No need!" Su Jian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You naturally know why I came?"

"Well, I've heard everything you just said," Xing Dalu took out a paper ball from his bosom and handed it to Su Jian, "that person is also a strange person, and he came to my grocery store on a wheel, and handed me such a small paper ball, saying that if a man with a knife asks about his whereabouts later, let me give the paper ball to that person." ”

Su Jian took the note and opened it, he couldn't help but get excited, his half-day work was finally in vain, and some eyebrows had been found out.

"'Youshi, Daxiong Treasure Palace?' What does this mean?" When he saw the handwriting of the paper ball, Su Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Daxiong Treasure Hall is an ancient temple hall abandoned in the east of the town, I heard that the original incense there was good, and then because something happened, there were gradually no pilgrims to go to the incense, and now ...... I even heard that it is often haunted at night, I wonder why that strange man wrote this?" Xing Dalu's eyes already showed fear.

"By the way, there's a special smell on that piece of paper, don't you smell it?" Xing Dalu suddenly reminded.

Su Jian instinctively approached the paper ball with his nose and sniffed it, and sure enough, there was a faint fragrance of poppies coming to his face and burrowing into his nostrils!

When Su Jian smelled the fragrance of the flowers, his head suddenly felt a little dizzy.