Xiang Daxia anxiously jumped between the trees and shouted the child's name.

With the blessing of strong internal power, his voice was like morning bells and muffled thunder, causing all the beasts within half a mile to flee upon hearing the sound, making the fallen leaves on the ground even more chaotic.

Now Xiang Daxia doesn't care whether the footprints of these beasts are destroyed when they scatter, because he has long lost them.

The grizzled old man, who had some grudge against Xiang Daxia before, also led five apprentices to run around the nearby trees to help him find people.

After all, Xiang Daxia has retired from the world, and it has been so many years, so some small grievances in the competition should be suppressed first.

It's important to find someone now, and that kid is innocent.

The gray old man thought of this, and while persuading himself not to be resentful, he jumped forward, stood on a thick tree branch, and said to the hero Xiang who was standing on the crown of the tree at the end:

"Don't panic, surnamed Xiang. Although your reputation is not as good as before, if the people in Xuncheng see your baby and hear your name Xiang Daxia, they will definitely not dare to hurt him at all."

The old man said this, perhaps to reassure Xiang Daxia, and added one more thing: "I have known the Pingcheng head catcher for many years, why don't I go to the trouble of hunting for him together."

After saying this, the old man asked the five apprentices to stay and continue to search for the person, and then walked out of the forest and rode towards Pingcheng.

When Xiang Daxia saw it, a few of them ducked out of the forest, and then rode their horses to follow. After all, this was a request for help. How could the master of his request not be present?

When Xiang Daxia caught up with him, he solemnly clasped his fists towards the old man and said, "Thank you, Brother Heng!"

Hero Heng glanced at him and ignored him, saying everything he needed to say.

At the same time, twenty miles away.

Inside a tea stall outside Pingcheng.

"The store owner doesn't know that I used to know many heroes in the world..."

Maybe it’s a habit developed in Ninghe stall.

While Agent Wang was drinking tea at this tea stall, he couldn't help but brag to the old stall owner.

The old stall owner always said yes and would not offend these tea customers at all.

On the contrary, the children were very fascinated by what they heard and took the boast seriously. They even felt that Detective Wang was a warrior with great martial arts skills!

Because his grandfather often told him stories about the rivers and lakes. His grandfather was also a hero in the stories, and he was the number one master in Xuncheng.

But what the child didn't know was that everything his grandfather said was true.

In this way, the children listened and forgot about their fear.

When Agent Wang saw such two audience members, he became even more enthusiastic and talked about his experience of dealing with several masters of martial arts.

And just when Captain Wang was bragging.

A few chaotic sounds of horse hooves came in the distance.

Xiang Daxia, who was passing by the stall, seemed to have discovered something. While he dismounted his horse and walked into the tea stall anxiously, he did not forget to turn around and solemnly thank Heng Daxia, "Thank you, Brother Heng, for your help today! If anything happens in the future, as long as Brother Heng needs it,

.."

"Huh, no need." When Hero Heng saw that the person had been found, he snorted coldly and rode away without waiting for the hero to say anything.

There is still some dissatisfaction and resentment.

And the fact that he was able to find the doll this time was not his fault. He didn't want to ask for a favor in vain.

But more importantly, time cannot be delayed.

Because he heard that the descendants of Nanguan appeared in Wan County a month ago, in Ye County twenty days ago, and in Lingcheng half a month ago, seemingly heading north.

If this is really the case, then if he rushes there quickly, he should be able to meet him in Dayang City and then compete.

He also left with the hero Wu Chiheng.

The kid who was listening to the story happily shouted "Grandpa" when he saw Xiang Daxia approaching and ran over immediately.

"I told you not to run around." Xiang Daxia scolded him while pulling the baby into his arms and looking up and down to see if he was injured.

When Agent Wang, who was bragging, saw this scene, he looked at Xiang Daxia with a serious face, and said in a Jianghu tone that had not changed from bragging: "Old man, you have to be careful!

Nowadays, Pingcheng is where the world gathers. You must take good care of your children to avoid falling into the hands of evil people!

If that's the case, even I won't be able to save him in time."

"Thank you so much, hero!" Xiang Daxia gave the admonishment and clasped his fists in gratitude.

Although Xiang Daxia has already seen that this man actually doesn't have much internal energy in his body, and there is a token on his waist. He should be an official envoy, not a person in the world at all.

But Xiang Daxia feels that he can be a "hero".

Because Xiang Daxia has always felt that the word "xia" is not about his martial arts or his identity, but about what the person does.

At least for today's Xiang Daxia, he feels that the agent Wang who saved his child is a hero.

When Detective Wang heard this voice, he smiled even more.

"This hero, if you are not busy today, please move on." Xiang Daxia invited Agent Wang to the restaurant in the city again and wanted to express his sincere thanks.

Seeing that the messenger was not very skilled, Xiang Daxia also thought of teaching him a few tricks.

However, Detective Wang thought it was just a banquet, so he declined for a few days. In the next few days, he would go to Pingcheng Yamen to report and inquire about the Nanguan case.

So the two made an agreement to meet at a restaurant along the river in Pingcheng at noon five days later.

But it’s also tonight.

When Captain Wang went to the Yamen to report.

In Song County, Lingcheng, thousands of miles away.

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A sudden cry of murder occurred in a courtyard, attracting several police officers patrolling nearby.

By the time they arrived after avoiding the panicked crowds on the street, they heard silence from outside the hospital, with only the strong smell of blood filling the air.

Pretending to be brave, they carefully opened the door.

The smell of blood became even stronger, and what came into view were more than thirty corpses lying in various directions.

Outside the house behind the corpse, there were more than forty women and children. They were disheveled at the moment, some were facing bloody vomiting, and some had fear in their eyes.

But more of an expression of relief, as if he had been imprisoned for a long time.

"Thank you so much!" Many people knelt in a pool of blood and among the corpses, looking at the person in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Nanguan Shaoxia, wearing a bamboo hat, stepped forward, helped everyone up, then turned his head and looked at the frightened police officers outside the courtyard, "I'll leave it to you to arrange for them."

The words fell.

In full view of everyone, the Nanguan young hero thought that the scabbard was his pen and the blood on the ground was his ink. He left the word "Nanguan" on the wall. Then he used Qinggong and jumped onto the nearby roof, stepping on the tiles in three or two steps.

Disappeared into the night.

Only these few detectives were left looking at each other.

After all, look at this martial arts, you can't catch up even if you catch up. Even if you catch up, you may not be chasing in the right direction in this night. Even if you are chasing in the right direction, if you really encounter it, you can't beat it.

After thinking about it, they made a tacit understanding to first pick up these children and women and resettle them, and then go back together to recover.

This caused the news that Nanguan Shaoxia was in Song County to spread tonight.

And it’s been six days.

On the morning of the third day of March.

Master Liu also returned to Liangcheng Jincao, and also received a letter from Nanguan Shaoxia in Song County.

It’s just that Mr. Liu didn’t care about this.

On the contrary, this time, there were a lot of things to do, which kept him busy in the study until the evening.

Mr. Tea Stall didn’t go there either, it seems we can only wait until tomorrow.

And approve it in the last letter.

Mr. Liu stretched his sore neck and was about to go back to rest.

There was a clerk knocking on the door.

He paused and could only suppress the tiredness in his heart. He sat down and let the clerk in.

Click—

The door opens.

Seeing Mr. Liu's tired look, the clerk hesitated for a moment and then asked tentatively: "Sir, after Shopkeeper Hu heard that you were back today, he wanted to ask you something.

The subordinate said it was too late today, so he persuaded him to go back."

"What's the matter?" Master Liu rubbed his brow, "Did he tell you?"

"He said it." The civil servant held up his hands and said, "He asked Pingcheng if there was some danger? Because he has fifteen carts of cloth to be sent to Pingcheng in three days."

When he said this, he didn't look at the adults' faces. Instead, thinking that the words had been spoken, he simply said: "After the official heard about the Nanguan incident, many people from the world have gathered in Pingcheng.

If you do business rashly, will you encounter some gangsters?"

"Bandit trouble?" Mr. Liu heard this, but he shook his head and said: "I got the news when I came back from the road. Six days ago, a gang in Song County, Lingcheng was wiped out. All thirty-five of its members were killed. It was Nan.
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