Su Jian did not kill the horse pistol.

Otherwise, he would definitely block Hua Wanshu on the spot.

He didn't come back because he didn't feel the need for it.

In the hut where Sima Fangling stayed, except for the cabinet containing clothes, there was no place to hide a big living person.

But there was no one in the cabinet at all.

After all, Lilac is not a top martial arts master, and she can't rely on closed qigong to hide from the world.

If she was hidden inside, he could hear her breathing.

Moreover, it is impossible for the enemy to be so stupid as to hide people in such obvious places.

Besides, what if he returned and grabbed Hua Wanshu?

Sima Fangling is not dead, could it be that he really killed Hua Wanshu?

What can he do if he kills Hua Wanshu?

There will be more flowers and trees to fight against him.

Sometimes it's powerless to kill.

Doesn't solve any problems.

Su Jian had already returned to the Zhenwei Dart Bureau.

Although everyone has a fluke mentality, hoping that a miracle will happen anytime and anywhere.

But if a miracle is so easy to happen, it can't be called a miracle.

Lilacs did not return.

Waiting for Su Jian were dozens of pairs of concerned and anxious eyes.

"Su Daxia, Miss Lilac has been found?" Yue Jun asked anxiously first.

Although it was already clear at a glance at Su Jian's expression, these dart masters were also looking forward to a miracle.

Even they felt that Su Jian, who was omnipotent and close to God, would not be a miracle if he found the lilac.

Even if you don't bring people back, it will give them some hope, it will make them feel happy and satisfied.

"Lilac Girl is afraid that she will not come back, but she may not be in any danger. So, let's do what Lilac Girl said before, disband the dart game, and go our separate ways!" Su Jian said gloomily.

"Su Daxia, why do you want to disband the dart game? With you leading us, we will be more powerful in shaking the dart game," Yue Jun said sincerely: "What's more, if Miss suddenly comes back and can't see you, she will also be sad." ”

"That's right, Su Daxia, we all want to follow you, you just stay!" The dart masters responded, their eyes full of reluctance.

"If there is a chance in the future, everyone may be able to get together again, but now, Su Jian still has a lot of unfinished business, and he really has no time to manage the dart game," Su Jian hugged his fists and said: "What's more, if you follow me now, you may be innocently implicated and killed at any time, even if you don't mind, why bear Su Jian?"

"Don't be embarrassed anymore and drag down Su Daxia, don't be sad, Miss will come back sooner or later, and Su Jian will also come back at that time, and the brothers will get together!" Yue Jun comforted the dart masters and said: "It's just the silver of the Zhenwei Dart Bureau, we must not take away a penny." Everyone has hands and feet, and when they go out from Zhenwei, they can also support their families and live their own lives. ”

Su Jian left the Zhenwei Dart Bureau.

Even left the town of Jinwu.

He was going to visit Wanjian Hall again.

He always felt that there were a lot of secrets buried in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall.

Even Sima Yanyun may be hiding in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall.

It only takes five taels of silver to buy a good horse.

But to hire a good carriage costs a tael of silver.

Su Jian was not in a hurry, and he had always been very frugal, so he spent 50 yuan and hired a dilapidated carriage.

The carriage barely made a tent out of a torn canvas, and it seemed to be very difficult to keep out the sun or the wind and rain.

The body is about to fall apart.

Even when it stopped there, a strong wind blew, and it shook and creaked gently.

What kind of carriage there is, of course, has to be matched with what kind of horses.

The horse was not good, it was scrawny, and it seemed that all that was left was the bones, except for the skin.

If you don't look closely, the horse looks like a living fossil that has been dried for thousands of years.

What kind of carriages and horses there were, the coachmen who drove them were certainly no better.

The coachman looked like he was terminally ill, you don't even dare to guess his age, it wasn't cold, but he was wearing a thick torn cotton jacket and was napping on the wheel.

It was as if the man would never wake up.

It seems that he has no extravagant hopes for life for a long time, and just sits there, waiting to die with the old horse and decay with the carriage.

Ordinary people can't bear to hire this boss's carriage, but Su Jian is not an ordinary person.

"Boss, do you want to hire a carriage?" As soon as the sick ghost heard that Su Jian was going to hire a carriage, there was finally a glimmer of life in his eyes.

The customer called the boss who drove the car.

The one who drives the car should also be called the customer boss.

But the meaning of the two bosses is very different.

"How much silver do you need to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Hall?" asked Su Jian with a smile.

"As long as 50 yuan, the boss will inquire about other places, and the lowest price is nearly three times higher than mine!"

"Okay, I don't have to trouble other bosses anymore, let's go on the road!" After Su Jian finished speaking, he hesitated a little and asked with some worry: "However, this car won't fall apart halfway, and this horse can survive to Wanjian Hall, right?"

"Hey, what's that?" the sick ghost was not happy at the time.

"This carriage has been with me for fifteen years, and there has never been an accident. Every guest who has been in my carriage has come and gone with worry, so the boss is okay to sit. If you really get halfway through the journey, the car breaks down and the horse dies, I will personally carry you to the Ten Thousand Swords Hall!"

Da Zhuang spoke sonorously, and Su Jian really couldn't say anything anymore, so he cautiously got into the carriage.

Da Zhuang shook the whip in his palm, and the old horse pulled the dilapidated carriage and set off with a squeak!

Once he walked up, Su Jian realized that Da Zhuang was really not bragging.

Although the horse is old, the car is broken, and the walk is slow, it is indeed very steady.

And the more you go, the more stable you go, you are like sitting in a boat, bathed in the spring breeze and boating on the West Lake, not only do you no longer have to worry about the car being wrecked, but you will also feel a supreme enjoyment.

It's a magical carriage!

Su Jian sat in the carriage and even wanted to sleep beautifully.

When Su Jian's carriage drove out of Jinwu Town, it had just passed, and it had already reached the time of Shen.

At this rate, before dark, of course, you can't reach the Ten Thousand Swords Hall.

But it is common to drive at night, and don't look at Da Zhuang who looks like a sick ghost, but he is very bold.

While driving the car, he also boasted to Su Jian that he had been alone in a mass grave for seven days and seven nights.

When Su Jian asked him why he had been in the mass grave for so long, Da Zhuang only said six words: "In search of excitement!"