This battle was too big and too sudden.
Facing the excited and enthusiastic crowd, Yan Ming couldn't help but take a step back.
Things spread faster than expected.
"Captain Yan, are everything true?"
"Captain Yan, you are really amazing. Our Seven Heroes will rely on you from now on..."
"Captain Yan, where did you learn all your martial arts skills? Are you accepting a disciple..."
For a time, everyone was talking about anything.
Although they had seen Yan Ming patrolling the streets with a knife every day before, the people in Qixia Town were kind and Yan Ming had no airs, so there was no sense of alienation between them.
People in the town call Yan Ming all kinds of things.
For example, some are called Xiao Ming, some are called Lao Xing's disciples, some are called junior students, and some are nicknamed by others.
But Yan Ming's cracking of the rice shop theft case yesterday had already made them look at him with admiration. Today, his usual image has been completely overturned.
Now, everyone’s title is uniformly called Captain Yan!
His expression was full of admiration.
The residents who came around had so many questions that Yan Ming couldn't handle them, but looking at their eager expressions, he couldn't act too stiff.
Yan Ming could only cope with it while squeezing out.
Although there were a lot of people surrounding them, it seemed like they were overwhelming, but Yan Ming turned slightly to one side and used a magical and ever-changing footwork. His body instantly became agile, swaying here and there, and he squeezed out of the crowd inexplicably.
It happened to be on the main street, and Yan Ming ducked into Tongfu Inn.
"Shopkeeper Tong, please have some red date and yam porridge, and some steamed buns. We haven't had breakfast yet."
As soon as Yan Ming came in, the guests dining in the lobby had to stand up.
Yan Ming hurriedly pressed down his palms and greeted them.
"Eat well and drink well, everyone eat well and drink well!"
He said and sat down at the long table.
Tong Xiangyu also noticed the movement outside just now, and stood at the door with Bai Zhantang to persuade them, and then everyone gradually dispersed.
After finally calming down, Yan Ming could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Shopkeeper Tong came over shaking his fan.
"Xiao Ming, I have to thank you very much last night, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Ming waved his hand and interrupted.
"You're welcome, Shopkeeper Tong. We are all our own people and this is what we should do. If you say thank you, you will be ignored."
Tong Xiangyu was about to speak when Mo Xiaobei came running from the backyard.
"Brother Yan, you are here!"
Mo Xiaobei's eyes lit up, but Yan Ming looked at her with a smile.
"Xiao Bei, what do you plan to do with the five bunches of candied haws we made a bet on yesterday..."
Yan Ming lengthened his voice.
Damn it, I forgot about this!
Mo Xiaobei's expression froze, and his original intention of pestering Yan Ming to learn sword skills was gone.
"Then what? I haven't finished the homework assigned by the teacher yet. Just pretend I haven't been here."
With that said, Mo Xiaobei turned around and ran away.
Yan Ming didn't take it seriously and looked around the inn lobby.
"Shopkeeper Tong, business is good today!"
"Yes, it hasn't been this lively in a long time, and it's all thanks to you."
Just as he was talking, Da Zui brought the food and gave Yan Ming an extra serving of sweet and sour meatballs.
Yan Ming picked up the bun and took a bite.
The skin is thin and the filling is juicy, but a bit salty as always...
However, Yan Ming was indeed a little hungry after working hard all morning, so he immediately ate a few more mouthfuls of meat buns.
"Captain Yan, that bandit is really in jail. What are you going to do with him?"
Guo Furong came over and asked curiously, and looked at Yan Ming with an inquiring look on her face.
Now Yan Ming is full of mystery in the eyes of everyone in the inn.
Last night, Mo Xiaobei told what happened, but none of them wanted to believe it. It wasn't until the news spread in the morning that they realized that what Xiaobei said was true.
Of course, Yan Ming also specifically told Mo Xiaobei not to reveal anything about Member Wei. Mo Xiaobei was smart enough not to mention it and only talked about how Qiu Xiaodong was taken away.
"I'm going to interrogate him later and find out more about the situation in Black Wind Village."
Yan Ming was eating steamed buns. It was not convenient to talk about this matter anymore, so he immediately changed the topic.
"Xiucai, what are you looking at?"
Yan Ming found Lu Qinghou holding something behind the counter and studying it, and asked.
"Jianghu Monthly is the tabloid with the largest circulation. There have been too many big events in Jianghu recently!"
"tell me the story."
Yan Ming also became interested.
Lu Xiucai cleared his throat and read.
"Why was all the wealth lost overnight?
Why did wealthy businessmen live on the streets in the past?
Does the legendary Jinjin Cave flying in the sky really exist?
Is all this a loss of morality or a lack of humanity?
Jianghu Monthly takes you to uncover the mystery of Jile Tower. "
Bliss Building?
Yan Ming's heart moved. In the plot of Lu Xiaofeng's legend, this was the base where a large number of counterfeit banknotes were leaked out. In the end, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou jointly destroyed it.
It seems that this case is not far away.
Lu Xiucai continued to read.
"Rumors about the merger of the Five Mountains Sword Sect have resurfaced. Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, has not responded yet. Whether the bold idea of unifying the Five Mountains into one can be successful - this matter has something to do with us, Xiaobei. Let's see more."
"The massacre of Fuwei Escort shocked the world, and the identity of the murderer is still unknown."
"The general manager of the Nanwang Mansion suddenly suffered from a serious illness, and many famous doctors were helpless. The Black Lotus Holy Envoy used some magic skills to cure the disease. The Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng, exclaimed: It's amazing!"
"Guangyang Mansion's garrison operations are frequent, and four famous arrests are suspected of appearing in the army, pointing directly at the court's mysterious disappearance of a batch of silver crossbows a few months ago..."
After hearing the last item, Yan Ming's eating movements paused slightly.
His mind immediately thought of the three small crossbows he had captured from the bandits!
Although Jianghu Monthly is famous for distorting facts to attract attention, most of the things reported are not groundless.
And... Guangyang Mansion?
Right near them!
Xing Captou set out for Guangyang Prefecture a few days ago just to request the mobilization of local defenders to exterminate the bandits.
Now that the Guangyang Prefecture garrison has taken action, there has been no news about Capt. Xing, which makes people a little worried.
And why are the four famous arresters here too?
Yan Ming finished eating in a few bites and stood up in a hurry.
"Shopkeeper Tong, I have to go do something. I'll leave through your backyard."
Saying that, Yan Ming wanted to reach out and take out the money.
"No need, we are all our own people, remember it first, we will calculate it together when you pay the monthly payment."
Shopkeeper Tong stopped him quickly.
Yan Ming smiled, knowing that he was taking care of himself, so he didn't refuse. He went to the backyard of the inn, used Qing Kung Fu, and left the room.
This time no one was bothered. Soon, Yan Ming arrived at the prison and came in through the side door without attracting much attention.
"Quick Captain Yan, you're here!"
The jailer on duty couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Ming.
Asking them to guard the bandits, even the ones who were beaten and disabled, was very stressful and they were always worried.
Especially the fierce-looking Niu Wanshan, the jailers didn't dare to look at him twice.
"Um!"
Yan Ming nodded, made some inquiries, found that there was nothing unexpected, and strode into the prison.
As soon as I entered, I heard someone wailing.
"Let me out. I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again! Let me out!"
Taking a closer look, he saw that it was the guy who had robbed Mipu before.
He would be lying on the iron door of the prison, begging.
It seemed that being locked up with these bandits frightened him.
After all, he is just a petty thief, he has never seen much blood, and his psychological quality is not very strong.
Yan Ming walked over and ignored him. After scanning around, he pulled out a bandit who had his hands chopped off and took him to a nearby hut for interrogation.
Now the bandit has completely lost his arrogance and ferocious arrogance. He looks very scared when he sees Yan Ming's eyes dodge.
Because of the injury and blood loss, he was even more weak, and his lips were trembling.
"Snapped!"
Yan Ming slapped his official sword on the table. The bandit immediately trembled and shouted.
"Master, I will explain everything and say everything. Please forgive me!"
This guy is quite interesting.
Yan Ming took out the small silver crossbow and asked.
"Where did this crossbow come from? How many more do you have in Black Wind Village?"
"These were given to us by the boss. There are hundreds of them in total, but we really didn't snatch them. Someone sent them to our Black Wind Village!"
The bandit said.
"Who sent it?"
"I don't know. That guy is very mysterious. He wears a black robe from head to toe. Every time he comes, he only discusses things with our boss. We don't know him well..."
Seeing Yan Ming's somewhat unkind look, the bandit hurriedly added.
"But this guy is definitely very powerful! During this period, he has helped our Black Wind Village expand several times and annexed several nearby cottages. I have also seen him teach martial arts to several leaders. What is it called... what is An Jin? Coming?"
"Ling Zui An Jin?"
"Yes, that's the name!"
Not much words, but a huge amount of information.
Has Black Wind Village expanded so much? No wonder it has become more and more popular recently.
And there is someone else controlling the Black Wind Village?
Why are things getting more and more complicated?
Yan Ming frowned.
