The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

"Young Master Jiang, you have to be careful. We have spread the news that the Thief Saint is in Qixia Town. So Ji Wubing should be heading towards Qixia Town."

After hearing what Old Xing said, Jiang Yin glanced at Bai Zhantang, only to see that his legs had gone limp with fear.

This news was used to lure Ji Wubing into being deceived, but it happened to be true.

Jiang Yin, the fake thief, and Bai Zhantang, the real thief, are both here now.

If there really is an enemy coming to the door, I can really find him.

Bai Zhantang was afraid of this, while Jiang Yin found it a little funny.

Old Xing is a man who always succeeds by accident.

"Okay. I'll be careful these days."

"If you need anything, you can tell us."

"it is good."

As soon as Old Xing left, Bai Zhantang wanted to slip away.

"No, no, I have to go. If Ji Wubing fails to attract them and the people from the Six Gates come, I will be in trouble."

"Brother Bai, don't worry. I'll handle it when they come, and I'll also explain to Lao Xing and Xiao Liu. We will definitely not let you get into trouble." "Really?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

"OK then."

Out of trust in Jiang Yin, Bai Zhantang did not escape, but he could not help but feel terrified.

With Bai Zhantang's martial arts, he might not be able to deal with the Four Famous Constables of the Six Gates of the Song Dynasty, but he is more than enough to deal with the Four Divine Constables of the Six Gates of the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that he was scared before the fight even started, so he was naturally no match for the opponent.

In a battle between masters, mentality is an extremely crucial factor.

The words are divided into two parts.

Ji Wubing, who had just entered Guanzhong, did receive the news that the Thief Saint was in Qixia Town.

"It's really a case of searching for something without any effort. I got the news about Brother Bai so soon. Now that I have found Brother Bai, we can go together to deal with that Guanzhong hero.

It just so happens that the Guanzhong hero is also in Qixia Town. Could it be that Brother Bai has already gone to deal with him in advance?"

Ji Wubing thought about it this way and felt that it made a lot of sense.

He had lived in the Yuan Dynasty for a long time, so he naturally didn't know that Bai Zhantang and Ji Wuming had broken up, and he thought that Bai Zhantang was still their good brother. "The iron plate of the God-stealing in the eldest brother's hand is said to be made of the materials of the Holy Fire Order, and there must be clues to the Holy Fire Order on it.

Cheng Kun wants this thing, probably to deal with the Ming Cult and relieve the princess's worries. If I can use this as a springboard to join the Ruyang Palace, then wealth and glory will be within my reach!"

Thinking of this, Ji Wubing became a little excited.

Steal the God's Iron Plate!

This is Ji Wubing’s main purpose of coming to Daming this time.

As for revenge for his brother, it was just a matter of convenience.

The three brothers of the Ji family are not that loving to each other.

Not long ago, Cheng Kun found him and asked him to take back his brother Ji Wuming's iron plate of stealing gods, and used the wealth and glory of Ruyang Palace as bait.

Ji Wubing was naturally moved.

This is why I have come all the way here.

The great hero Lu Qinghou from Guanzhong killed Ji Wuming, so the God-stealing Iron Plate was very likely to fall into his hands.

After all, Ji Wubing didn't believe that Lu Qinghou would hand over such a good thing to the government.

But how could he know the twists and turns involved?

Today, the Iron Plate of the God of Thieves is still on display at the Six Gates, and is not in the hands of the Guanzhong Hero at all. With the news, Ji Wubing did not waste any time and hurried to the Qixia Town overnight to do business.

Tongfu Inn.

"Tomorrow is the eighth day of the first lunar month. Mr. Mo Da should be arriving soon."

Jiang Yin murmured.

Suddenly, a song of Xiaoxiang Night Rain suddenly sounded in the night.

I'm afraid the only person in the world who can play such a sad erhu sound is Mr. Mo Da.

I saw an old man in a long blue cloth gown walking slowly towards me in the distance, the huqin in his hand still humming softly.

"coming."

Jiang Yin looked at Mr. Mo Da who arrived early and smiled faintly.

He turned his right hand, and the white jade flute flew out from his sleeve, and the flute music sounded.

However, unlike Mr. Mo Da’s sad Xiaoxiang Night Rain, Jiang Yin’s song is quite cheerful.

The zither and flute sound in harmony, one sad and one happy, but the two are blended very skillfully without creating a strong sense of separation.

Mr. Mo Da's eyes lit up and he looked towards Jiang Yin on the roof.

Music attracts each other.

Mr. Mo Da was delighted to see Jiang Yin had such accomplishments. In the alley not far away, Mr. Kui leaned against the wall, silently enjoying the ensemble.

"The zither is good, and the flute is even better. This little kid is worthy of being the successor of the old man Xiaoyaozi, she knows a lot. This song suits her back then very well."

Old Kui murmured, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Shaking his head, Mr. Kui staggered out of the alley. In the ensemble, his figure seemed a little thin.

"Haha, I've heard from Junior Brother Liu that Young Master Jiang has a very high level of musical attainments. Seeing him today, I find that he is indeed extraordinary. This piece of music, Xiaoxiang Night Rain, has a special flavor under Young Master Jiang's flute playing."

"I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert. I hope you don't blame me. I just think your piano playing is too sad. It might be better if you add a little joy to it."

"Your idea is exactly the same as my junior fellow apprentice's. But I just like this tune, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to change it in this lifetime.

When it comes to music, I just want to like it."

"It's good that you like it. Sir, you are also a very insightful person."

Jiang Yin smiled.

At this time, Mo Xiaobei ran out of Tongfu Inn and threw himself into Mr. Mo Da's arms.

"Grandpa! You are finally here! I missed you so much! I have practiced swordsmanship well and have already broken through to the great success level." Looking at the well-behaved Mo Xiaobei in front of him, Mr. Mo Da couldn't help but sigh that she has grown a lot taller.

"Okay, Xiaobei, be good. Grandpa will watch your swordsmanship later, okay?"

"Well! Grandpa, you haven't eaten yet, right? I asked Uncle Big Mouth to make you the most delicious green onion tofu."

Mr. Mo Da frowned slightly, thought about the slightly salty shallot and tofu, and said, "Grandpa is not hungry now, let's eat later. Grandpa should talk to Jiang Shaoxia about business first."

"Grandpa is here to see Brother Jiang?"

"Yes. We agreed to meet here. After this matter is settled, Grandpa wants to take you back to Hengshan."

"Really? Can I go back to Hengshan now?"

Mo Xiaobei was very excited.

For her, Tongfu Inn is certainly a safe place, but Hengshan is her home, where everything she is familiar with is.

Tong Xiangyu, who was standing by, felt a pang in her heart when she heard this, and was filled with reluctance.

"Grandpa, Xiaobei is young, so why don't you stay in the inn?"

Mr. Mo Da glanced at Tong Xiangyu and forced a smile.

"Xiangyu, I have seen how you have treated Xiaobei over the past two years. It is a blessing for our Mo family to have such a good granddaughter-in-law like you.

But you and Xiaobao haven't officially married yet. Do you really have to be a widow forever? Xiaobao is not worthy of you. You should pursue your own happiness.

If you don't mind, I would like to take you in as my granddaughter, and when you get married, I will definitely give you a dowry."