"Isn't that small town called Sword Casting?" Qin Yuesheng wondered.
Generally speaking, whether it is a building, temple, monastery or city, the gates almost always have plaques with names on them, and it is rare to see a building that is not like this.
Although he was puzzled, Qin Yuesheng still continued searching.
After about an incense stick of time, he finally found a clue.
It is recorded in a book called "Shazizhou Benji" that there was once a city called Tongzhujian City on the eastern coastline of Jiangnan. This place was famous for forging weapons. The furnaces in the city were kept burning all year round, causing the city to be very hot. The temperature was always hotter than other areas in Jiangnan. Even in winter, the people living in Tongzhujian City did not need to wear thick clothes, and they could still wear thin clothes in spring and summer.
In the past, many knights liked to bring precious materials they had collected from all over the place to this city and ask the master to forge swords for them. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. One night, a huge wave from the East China Sea rushed directly onto Shazizhou and submerged the entire city in an instant. From then on, there was no more copper sword-making city on the east coast.
This incident was very famous decades ago, but as time goes by, even the most important things will be gradually forgotten.
"The Bronze Sword City several decades ago is exactly the same as the year when Sword Saint Bai Yue disappeared." Qin Yuesheng said in surprise.
In addition to the name of the Bronze Sword City, the plaque with the words "Sword Casting" that I saw on the map last night had signs of cracks on the left and right sides. It must be that there was something on both sides, which later broke and fell off.
"I think it's almost correct." Qin Yuesheng put the book back to its place and instantly decided to go to Shazizhou to check the situation.
After pretending to flip through several books, Qin Yuesheng walked out of the archive room, said goodbye to Liu Xian and left the governor's mansion.
After he left, Liu Xian, who had been so kind, suddenly changed his expression and asked the housekeeper next to him, "What did this person look up in the archives room? Have you investigated it?"
"Sir, he has been looking through a lot of old books. Judging by the difference in dust on the shelves, there are four to five dozen books in total, all related to the geography of Jiangnan counties."
"I'm afraid this person is not here to investigate evil, but wants to find something in Jiangnan." Liu Xian touched his chin and thought.
He has a secret in his heart that is unknown to others. For him, anything that can enhance his overall strength is something that must be fought for.
Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Liu Xian's eyes: "Secret Sword Tomb!"
"Sir, what?" the butler wondered.
"Has there been rumors circulating in Yangzhou Prefecture recently about a secret sword tomb?"
"There is a rumor that the map of the hidden sword tomb is in our Yangzhou Prefecture, and many people in the martial arts world are searching for it everywhere."
Liu Xian stroked his beard and said, "Go check all the dozens of books this man has read. There must be clues in there."
"yes."
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Qin Yuesheng had wondered whether the old fox Liu Xian would check the books he had read, so in order to prevent him from finding the secret of the Bronze Sword City, Qin Yuesheng deliberately flipped through many more books, and kept his reading time synchronized with the "Shazizhou Records", and used his fingers to forge some fold marks on the pages of some unimportant books to confuse Liu Xian's sight.
Although these are all anticipated situations, if they really come true, they can be of great use.
The result was just as Qin Yuesheng expected. Liu Xian really asked people to focus on the books he had read. As for whether they could find the correct answers from dozens of books, it was unknown.
Anyway, Qin Yuesheng was leaving Yangzhou Prefecture at this moment, preparing to go to the east gate first and embark on the journey to Shazizhou on the east coast.
At the east gate of Yangzhou Prefecture, two beggars sat lazily on the ground holding bamboo sticks and broken bowls, seemingly asking passers-by for money. However, if someone looked closely, they would find that their eyes were not urgent, but rather very scattered, as if they were looking for someone.
The moment Qin Yuesheng appeared in the crowd, the two of them immediately stood up from the ground and followed him as if it was natural.
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