Chapter 83 Red Gold Is Rare

Ten kinds of food, five dry and five wet, desserts of candied fruit, chicken, duck, crab, bacon...

In the private room, more than a dozen people sat down, the big table was full of dishes, and the aroma of wine and meat filled the air.

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The atmosphere in the private room was very warm.

Li Yuan still sat beside Yue Yunjin, but this time, the person being toasted by others changed.

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

Yue Yunjin got drunk faster than before.

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 hadn't insisted on inviting him, he wouldn't want to come.

He came for the red gold.

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

Li Yuan clinked glasses with Miss Lu, chatted briefly, and then asked about the red gold.

Lu Bailing frowned slightly after glaring at Huang Peiyao who was accompanying her:

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

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

Li Yuan thanked her, and his goal was achieved. He did not want to stay. After a while, he found an excuse and helped Yue Yunjin back to the forging shop with Wu Ming.

Liu Zheng did not drink much wine and saw him off all the way.

When he went out, Liu Zheng was a little emotional:

Li Yuan frowned slightly:

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly:

Li Yuan frowned slightly.

Not to mention the Divine Weapon Valley, the forging shop alone also has internal and external divisions. The treatment of the inner courtyard disciples is much better than that of the outer courtyard.

There is naturally a huge difference between the inner and outer gates of the Divine Weapon Valley.

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

Li Yuan bowed his hands to thank him, and asked about Xunying Zhengshi again.

Li Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he remembered the heavy hammer master who wiped out the entire Bodhisattva Temple.

It was indeed the Divine Weapon Valley who took action...

Li Yuan understood, and seeing Liu Zheng about to leave, he pulled him back and asked about the 'murderer.'

Liu Zheng coughed a few times, his expression a little unnatural:

Someone has to take the blame.

Li Yuan naturally knew what Liu Zheng meant, and did not ask any more questions, watching him go away.

Li Yuan was troubled for a long time. He had already prepared the materials for the promotion of the Zhangbing Lu, but the red gold was nowhere to be found.

After blowing the wind for a while and being a little more sober, Li Yuan just returned home. He drank a lot of wine and was also sleepy. He fell asleep without even standing still.

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In the next few days, there were banquets every day in the inner city. Liu Zheng, Wen Yida, and even Miao Zhen and other martial arts disciples invited him to the banquet, but Li Yuan declined most of them.

After the news of that day spread, the forging room became very lively. Many forces from the inner and outer cities came to the door in turn, which made him truly experience the treatment Yue Yunjin had received before.

However, no matter who invited him, he refused them all. After many times, he regained his calm.

He went back and forth between the forging room and his second brother's house every day. At night, he practiced hammering and took pills to nourish his strength. During the day, he kept the hammer in his hand. In a few days, he had forged another top-grade sharp blade.

A few days later, the guards who went out of the city to look for Cao Yan returned in vain.

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 anyone for a few days.

After work that day, Li Yuan did not go home. Instead, he took advantage of the sky before dark and hurried out of the city with a clear purpose, heading straight for the mass grave.

Huhu~

It was getting dark, and the wind was blowing through the wild forest.

Li Yuan hurried to the mass grave, and after a few casual glances, he saw the obviously newer straw mats.

When he was two meters away, Li Yuan caught a glimpse of the blue light, and his heart was relieved. With a flick of his hand, he took off the human skin mask that showed no trace at all.

Under the sallow face was a rough young man, with his eyes wide open, extremely unwilling.

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

Li Yuan buried him, but he didn't know his name, so he didn't leave a tablet. He just recited scriptures in his heart to pray for his soul. When he was about to leave, he suddenly became alert and ran behind a big tree.

With a glance, he 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 strong and had a loud voice:

A thin man bowed:

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

Someone replied.

The incense master sneered and seemed to be saying something.

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

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

Han Chuijun?

Cao Yan...rebellion?

What incense master, the incense master of the Worship Sect?

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. He was a little scared even though they were dozens of meters apart.

I'm afraid he's more vicious than Fang Yunxiu...

Li Yuan's face was very ugly, holding the thin human skin mask in his hand tightly.

A county magistrate, a forging shop owner who has been forging weapons for more than 200 years and whose influence radiates to all counties, plus an incense master whose origins are unknown, there is no way they can get together to drink tea and chat.

Li Yuan was a little confused.

According to the laws of the Great Fortune, those who rebel will be punished by all nine clans, and those who follow, regardless of whether they are coerced or not, will be killed...

In the night, Li Yuan remained motionless.

He just sat next to the big tree all night. When it was getting dark the next day, he shook off the dew from his body and hurried back to the city.

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Huhu~

The night is about to recede and there is wind in the mountains.

In a cave in a deserted mountain, Cao Yan was lying on the ground like a tiger. His breathing was very heavy, and he even made a sound like a tiger roaring.

Suddenly, wind blew into the cave.

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

At the entrance of the cave, a masked middle-aged man stood holding a sword, with a cold expression:

Cao Yan frowned:

Swordsman Feng Gang sneered:

Cao Yan looked indifferent.

He raised his knife and came out of the cave, looking at Gaoliu City faintly visible in the mist: