C26 Departure to yichang

Twilight, in view of the high praise given to you by the four constables, and the fact that Yichang is now an eventful place, you have been assigned to the Yichang office by the Hauptverwaltungsgebaude." Chief Constable Shui, who had just returned from Yichang, called for a discussion with the twilight thugs.

"Huh?" Mu Tu looked at Head Constable Shui in a daze.

"In dealing with the incident in Yellow Sand City this time, the headquarters thinks that you are a good person to create. They've assigned you over to train for a while, and this time, you can be promoted to constable." Yichang is in urgent need of manpower right now. Head Constable Shui had a face full of fatigue. He simply explained some matters to Mu Tu and told him to leave.

It was still early in the morning, so Mu Tu went back to his room to clean up. He then went to the stable to bring out his Stepping Wind Ink Lion.

"In other words, you're going to Yichang," Xiong Zifeng said as he wiped away the sweat on his body from the cold spring. "Me will go with you.

Mu Tu shook his head, "Big Brother Zi Feng, I appreciate your good will, but you should stay here and cultivate! This cold spring is rare, your Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities … "

"I have already trained the first transition to the large success stage today, so there isn't much benefit if I stay here any longer. Back then, when I left the Vajra Gate, I swore to earn a lot of money. However, according to my uncle's moral character, if I continue to stay here, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get a single cent. " Xiong Zifeng touched his forehead, his big eyes under his thick eyebrows had a sly glimmer in them.

Mu Tu thought about how the County Governor Jiang was so diligent in saving money, and about the government office that was filled with patches, and could not help but nod his head. Indeed, according to Lord Jiang's personality, he would never take the money to ask his nephew for help.

"Oh right, what about the fake man that Old Master gave to you? That thing might be hard to take away! " Xiong Zifeng suddenly thought of this extremely serious matter. One had to know that the fake person was exchanged with a Fiery Solar Pill, so it couldn't be wasted.

Mu Tu bashfully took out a piece of parchment from his chest and shook it, then laughed: "I already remembered the pattern of the blade and the position of the joints and veins, so I took that piece of parchment off."

On the other hand, I have forgotten that your comprehension ability and memory are very strong. It's good enough for you to bring it. Xiong Zifeng indicated for Mu Tu to accept the good person's parchment, and patted Mu Tu's thin shoulder:

"Let's go, the two of us will go to Yichang together!" "I heard from the senior uncle in the sect that they were able to receive the order to capture those criminals in the martial arts world. That place is very profitable." When it came to silver, Xiong Zifeng's eyes flickered with a ghastly light, which was even more dazzling than the setting sun in the sky.

"This... Do we need to go back to the city and pack up? On the way, he greeted the Lord Jiang. I received the order from Head Constable Shui just now and came out in a hurry, so I haven't reported it to him yet. " Mu Tu blinked, his fists clenched tightly, as though he was cheering himself on.

Head Constable Shui had said before that he would be promoted to a higher rank if he went to Yi Chang this time. Moreover, he heard from the head manager of an inn in Ba Zhong County City that it would be much easier to go to Jinling from Yi Chang.

Xiong Zifeng lightly patted Mu Tu's head, "Little brother, you are still too young! From the moment you left County Governor Manor, my luggage must have been packed by my uncle. Let's go! This time, my brother will lead you on the right path. My uncle might have been waiting for you in Yellow Sand City. "

"Brother Zi Feng, are you sure? When I came in just now, I seemed to have accidentally messed with a few guiding stones!" Mu Tu chuckled and consciously took a step back. He seemed to be dodging Xiong Zifeng's surprise attack, but also seemed to be making way for him.

His big brother was good at everything, but he was a little bit lost in thought, especially when there was no light, which made his sense of direction especially poor. If Zi Yang Shan was not that tall, he probably wouldn't have dared to bring him to Wind Speaker that night!

"You're not being honest, you learned bad from my uncle. You first, you go first," Xiong Zifeng rolled his eyes, looked up at the sky, and gave a scornful squeal.

Mu Tu slowly walked in front of him. If Xiong Zifeng had used a fire piston to carefully examine the wet space inside the cave, he would have noticed the moist emotions at the corner of Mu Tu's eyes, as well as the deep red eyes that were filled with simple and deep emotions.

The Stepping Wind Ink Lion at the mouth of the cave was tied to a tree, standing leisurely at the side while gnawing on the ivy. In the short span of a few days, the Stepping Wind Ink Lion had become thinner. The fatty meat that it had raised in Guangyuan City was starved to bursting strength by the vicious exploiters.

The whip marks on its buttocks and the grey marks on its hooves clearly showed how inhumane of a slave it was subjected to within the Ba Zhong County.

It had only just returned to the world of freedom, leaving the place that it had nightmares about, when it began to frolic. However, as long as Mu Tu pulled the reins slightly, it would immediately extend its head and move to Mu Tu's side. Licking Mu Tu's palm, his tail continuously waved, raising a cloud of dust on the ground. It was as if he was using this kind of method to say things that Mu Tu couldn't understand and wouldn't go back.

Under the setting sun, at the edge of Yellow Sand City. The bright red color on the ground had long been washed clean. The willows and willows by the side of the stone road were like graceful beauties swaying in the wind with their alluring bodies.

County Governor Jiang and two bailiffs stood silently at the entrance of the Yellow Sand City. Leaning on the broken city gate covered with sword marks, he narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, a bailiff was holding a thick luggage in his hands. The westerly wind was blowing and it was unknown whose chest it was that had warmed.

"Zi Feng, you're here!" "Here, the luggage uncle prepared for you, take it …" Seeing Xiong Zifeng running over, County Governor Jiang extended his hand out and signaled for the bailiff to pass the package to Xiong Zifeng.

Who would have thought that the person Xiong Zifeng responded to was actually a subconscious dodge, shrinking his neck back as he sized him up.

"Mm …" "Come here," County Governor Jiang's eyes opened wide, and his beard trembled as if it had exploded.

Xiong Zifeng obeyed his fate and moved his head closer. Closing his eyes, he slightly gritted his teeth.

Unexpectedly, County Governor Jiang only sighed deeply, and rubbed his large head, "You're out, so you have to be careful. I know you're an intelligent person to begin with, but your temper is too stubborn, so you should listen to more of Mu Tu's opinions in the future. I gave you some money in this bag, so you should keep it to buy some food. "

Xiong Zifeng's cocoon filled hand touched his head, it hurt while holding onto his hair, Xiong Zifeng's eyes slowly turned red, "Uncle …"

"Take it, let's go. It's getting late. Uncle didn't have a mount so he bought a donkey for you from the farmhouse. Don't mind him." The constables brought out a brown fur donkey from the grass field and passed the reins to Xiong Zifeng …