Broken Night

Chapter Sixty - Speculation

In the past two years, he has also grown a lot taller, and has a height of about one meter six. The only thing he didn't like was that Bai Zhe's skin, no matter how often he walked under the sun, it was still as white as snow.

"It's another 40,000 taels to start!" Xu Yan smiled and threw the burden on his back to the ground, and then poured out countless silver taels from it!

On the contrary, Qiao Zhigang didn't feel much. For him, the improvement of forging technology is the reality, and silver taels are just foreign objects. Basically, except for the materials needed for forging, all the benefits of the pattern soldiers were given to Xu Yan, and this was also requested by Qiao Zhigang.

Just like paying tuition.

In the past two years, Qiao Zhigang has been under the guidance of Xu Yan, and his forging level has improved by leaps and bounds. For a long time, Qiao Zhigang only learned to forge with the remnants of the Qiao family. Although his eyes were dark, his foundation was very solid.

Now with Xu Yan's guidance, he has made rapid progress, and now he can successfully create a second-order tattoo soldier. And the second-order tattooed soldier just sold, it was made by Qiao Zhigang, and only some of the whimsical ideas were thought up by Xu Yan.

"But, this is probably our last time." Xu Yan's expression also became solemn: "The Chen family is eyeing us. When I received silver taels from the auction house today, someone was already following me. Small things..." He said, taking out a palm-sized jade card from his waist and playing with it.

Qiao Zhigang was a little confused: "Master, what should we do then?"

Seeing such an adult ask a teenager for advice with a blank look, the picture is very strange. In the past two years, Qiao Zhigang didn't need to worry about anything. The materials needed for food, clothing, housing, and forging were all handled by Xu Yan. Qiao Zhigang just buried himself in hard work, and lived a very happy life.

But now when life needs to change, he is very uncomfortable.

Xu Yan sighed and patted Qiao Zhigang on the shoulder: "It's probably time for us, master and apprentice, to part ways."

...

"Why?" As soon as Qiao Zhi heard the word "separation", he suddenly came back to his senses.

"This year is already my last year in Chengyun College. After finishing this basic course, I will probably choose to continue to study pattern studies. At that time, I will probably leave to Nancheng." Xu Yan slowly the way.

Qiao Zhigang was a little excited when he heard the words: "Master! Don't overdo it! It's easy to lose half a bucket of water in everything... Huh? Master, look at my eyes so weird."

Xu Yan shook his head and didn't explain much: "Anyway, I will leave to Nancheng, and you..."

"I'm following the master!"

Qiao Zhigang responded immediately, but Xu Yan shook his head unexpectedly: "No, don't follow me."

He looked at Qiao Zhigang and said very seriously: "Master leads the door, cultivation depends on one's own person. It's been too long since I've been guiding you, and there are only seven or eight that can teach you. There are no two in this world. The exact same blacksmith. Now, it's time for you to find your way."

"Let's wander, grow up. Be a blacksmith who will make me proud of my master. Be famous all over the world. That's when you and I will meet again."

Xu Yan's eyes were a little blurry, and he remembered the long voice that seemed to be a long time ago, saying exactly the same thing to him: "Huoyan, go wandering, go grow up. Be a forge that will make me proud of my master. Master. Let’s be famous all over the world, then, it’s time for you and me to meet again.”

Master, I have been reincarnated, will you and my master and disciple really meet again one day?

...

"What!?" A teacup was thrown in front of several people, its broken tiles crushed on them, but they didn't dare to move.

This is the main courtyard of the Chen family. Chen Tie stood on the chair of the Grand Master and was furious: "Okay! How many silver taels are bet on your intelligence officers every year, but in the end you can even lose one of them! Okay, okay!"

Chen Qing on the side also looked ashen, but he didn't dare to speak.

The intelligence personnel of the Chen family were directly subordinate to Chen Qing. In other words, this intelligence officer's failure was his responsibility. Chen Tie is now scolding those intelligence personnel, which is actually no different from scolding Chen Qing.

It's just that he couldn't refute anything, but he could only stare at the intelligence officers fiercely.

What a shame!

"I have something to report." A big man stepped forward, and Chen Qing's eyes suddenly lit up. He was very impressed with this big man, and his code name was Tea Han. It's not how high his tracking skills are, but the careful thinking of the tea man, who often notices some places that no one notices.

"We followed the black-robed man into the alley, no doubt about it. The time we followed the black-robed man into the alley would not pass two breaths of time. However, the alley was a straight road. Leading to the South Avenue. Walking through that path in two breaths... Probably only the dynamic pattern force can do it. But Aunt Bao's pattern technique is the pattern force perception. If someone moves the pattern force, they will not escape. Aunt Bao's perception, of course, if the black-robed man has the strength of the three palaces, Aunt Bao would not be able to perceive it."

Chen Qing immediately interrupted and said, "Patriarch, if that master or his entourage's tattoo artist is really the strength of the three palaces, then there is no need to hide his head and show his tail, and he can destroy our Chen family directly."

This is not a polite word. There are six palaces of tattooists, and the strength of each palace is a qualitative change. The tattooists of the second palace can fight against ten people with the tattoos of the first palace at the same time, the people with the tattoos of the third palace can fight twenty people with the tattoos of the two palaces at the same time, and the people with the tattoos of the fourth palace can fight more than 50 people with the tattoos of the third palace at the same time!

No exaggeration, this is the truest expression of strength.

Chen Tie was silent for a moment, then looked at the tea man and said solemnly, "Continue talking."

When the tea man heard the words, he said slowly: "And what makes me feel strange is that young man."

Hearing the tea man mentioning the boy, the intelligence officers all looked puzzled. How could that boy be just a passing boy, why did the tea man think of him?

"The appearance of that young man is very familiar, and the most memorable thing to me is his bald head. So I recalled carefully, that young man was the young man who was once sent by the owner to investigate——Xu Yan."

"Ridiculous." Chen Tie frowned, "You mean that the man in black robe is Xu Yan? According to your description, the man in black robe is at least two meters tall, how could he be a mere twelve-year-old boy? ?"

The tea man could only shake his head: "The owner said exactly what he said, and he took about 40,000 taels from the auction house. It's impossible to carry the young man's small burden alone. But I don't know why, I always feel that there is something in it. what relationship."

"The mysterious master, the Qiao family, Qiao Zhigang, the young Xu Yan who is always in and out of the Qiao family, the man in black robe, the Xu Yan who just appeared in the alley..."

Tea Han frowned, and even he did not expect that he would guess the truth like this: "I always feel that the young man has an inseparable relationship with this matter."