第三章 神秘来客

老王你个孙子！李善德对着镜子里的自己咆哮，唾沫星子差点没喷上去。这身皮囊看着是挺像那么回事，半旧的儒衫，脚下麻鞋，头发用一根草绳随意束在脑后。但那眼神……啧，怎么瞅着跟条被扔在沙滩上等死的狗似的？ Clothes and shoes are all ready, but the spirit is not up to it. This is what Lǐ Shàndé feels most about himself now. From the outside, he looks like an ordinary hermit, but the inside is still full of anxieties and troubles. Especially after the big event at the end of the last season, this mess needs to be cleaned up. He sighed heavily and came out of the room. Outside, the sun was shining, and the birds were singing. It was a beautiful day, but Lǐ Shàndé had nothing to enjoy. He had to deal with the aftermath of the incident. He walked along the small street, dodging the crowd. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling his name from behind. "Master Li, Master Li!" Lǐ Shàndé turned around and saw a young man running towards him, his face full of anxiety. "What's wrong?" Lǐ Shàndé asked. "The thief, Master Li! The thief took the jewelry box!" The young man said, panting.