Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 377: Chapter 377 Return to Beijing



"Knock, knock..."

There were two knocks on the door, but no one responded. Xu Qi'an listened for a while and caught a slight and even breathing sound.

The sun was shining on her butt, but she was still sleeping. How heartless this woman must be... Xu Qi'an muttered, and pressed the door with his palm. Under the push of the air machine, the bolt automatically popped open.

Stepping into the room, the clean and tidy room had closed windows. There were four tea cups upside down on the round table, one of which was placed upright, with unfinished tea in

the cup.

On the screen facing the door were hanging Luo skirts, clothes and a light pink bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms.

She should have washed early last night, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep after washing, without having time to put away her clothes and small personal items.

This is the original underwear of the most beautiful woman in Dafeng. If it were in my time, I would definitely be able to sell it online for a lot of silver, no, it is soft sister currency...Xu Qi'an searched around the room, but didn't see the fragment of the Earth Book. Following the induction with the magic weapon, he finally found that it was used to pad the corner of the table.

Suddenly I wanted to let her know what the Whip Method was...Xu Qi'an took the fragment of the Earth Book back into his arms with heartache.

This woman didn't realize the preciousness of this small jade mirror at all. It contained Xu Qi'an's life savings.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the woman sleeping on the bed, her sleeping posture was very quiet, and she had a bit of the temperament of a princess.

It's hard to say when I woke up.

Time passed by, there was water leaking next to the dressing table, and the woman on the bed sometimes grumbled, sometimes twisted her body restlessly, or didn't know what she dreamed about, frowned, and kicked her feet in resistance.

The sleep was not peaceful.

Time ticked to the beginning of the Si hour (9:00), and she finally murmured and slowly opened her eyes.

Then, Xu Qiyan saw the princess's delicate body suddenly stiffen, and then slowly relax. He took a sip of the teacup and smiled at her: "Awake?"

Seeing him, the princess' eyes flashed with surprise, and she stood up, pretending to be nonchalant:

"Why are you back? Ha, you figured it out, right? The King of Zhenbei is a third-rank official, and no one in the whole Dafeng is more powerful than him. It's good that you can seek benefits and avoid harm."

After a pause, the tone softened slightly: "Let the court handle this matter, there is no need for you to show off your power."

The princess tossed and turned last night and couldn't fall asleep. Of course, all this had nothing to do with her worry that Xu Qiyan would be killed by the King of Zhenbei...

Xu Qiyan said lightly: "The King of Zhenbei is dead."

The princess stayed there, like a sculpture.

"I, I don't believe it..." She stared at Xu Qi'an.

"This is not something worth joking about," Xu Qi'an said unhappily: "The prince was killed, such a big thing, why would I lie to you."

The princess looked at him blankly and trembled: "Really?"

Xu Qi'an nodded.

He saw the princess's long eyelashes tremble, a tear rolled down, two, three, four... The tears fell like pearls that broke off the string.

She cried for freedom.

Xu Qi'an thought that he was not that familiar with her, so he watched the most beautiful woman in Dafeng crying coldly.

After she finished crying, Xu Qi'an summarized and comforted her: "You are free. Jiuzhou is so big, you can go wherever you want, just like Mondo."

She wiped her tears while crying, and did not forget to ask: "Who is Mondo?"

Such a boring question, Xu Qi'an was too lazy to pay attention to her.

During breakfast, the princess, who had recovered her mood, said stealthily in the room with only two people: "Did you kill him?"

Xu Qiyan shook his head: "Zhenbei Wang is so strong, how can I beat him? It was because a mysterious master appeared and killed him on the spot. Everyone in the delegation can testify to this, and you will know later."

The princess said "Oh" and felt that it was unlikely that Xu Qiyan did it. She was a smart and rational woman, not those ignorant girls in the capital who blindly worshipped Xu Yinluo.

Although Zhenbei Wang was unruly, his cultivation was not discounted, and he was much more powerful than Xu Qiyan now.

She held the scallion pancake and ate it, her hands were greasy, and her bright eyes wandered over Xu Qi'an's head: "How did your hair grow back?"

"I had hair originally."

"You didn't."

"I did."

"You..."

The princess was hit by Xu Qi'an with chopsticks, and she tactfully changed her words: "You did."

Thanks to the power of Shenshu, Xu Qi'an's hair finally regenerated. A third-rank warrior can regenerate his limbs, let alone his hair.

This was something that made Xu Qi'an very happy. What made him even more happy was that he had always protected his bald head very well. Wearing a mink hat, others didn't know how his hair was growing.

I will still wear the mink hat when I go out in the future, and I can take it off after a while... I am still the young man with long flowing hair. Xu Qi'an thought happily.

After breakfast, he sat in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, Xu Qi'an had returned to his original appearance, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a firm cheek contour. The overall beauty of a handsome man is revealed. Compared with Xu Erlang with red lips and white teeth and Nangong Qianrou with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, they are completely different types of handsome guys.

The princess sat by the bed, swinging her feet, watching him tie his hair, and asked, "What should I do in the future?"

Xu Qi'an tied his hair up and said in a nonchalant tone, "I told you to go wherever you want."

Realizing that Xu Qi'an didn't want to care about her, she said angrily, "Lend me another ten taels of silver. I want to go back to the Mu family in Jiangnan. When I have money in the future, I will ask someone to return the silver to you."

"Pah!"

Xu Qi'an put a silver ingot on the table.

So straightforward... The princess bit her lip, put on a stern face, put away the silver, then silently packed up a few dirty underwear, put the small package on her shoulder, and

announced:

"I'm leaving."

"Go!" Xu Qian'an nodded.

The princess looked at him deeply, turned around suddenly, and ran out of the room.

After running out of the inn, she walked out of the city alone, through the bustling crowd, through the downtown and the long street. The city was not big, and she soon reached the city

gate.

However, looking at the spacious city gate, the princess suddenly became timid, as if it was not a way to freedom. The outside world was so dangerous and people's hearts were so

complicated.

When she was thirteen years old, she was sent to the palace by her family in exchange for a high position and a generous salary.

She lived in the layers of palaces for many years, and then Emperor Yuan Jing gave her to the King of Zhenbei, and lived in the palace for twenty years.

She longed for freedom and freedom, but when freedom was within her reach, she suddenly realized that she could not survive outside.

She was like a canary in a cage. After more than 20 years of luxury, she lost the ability to fly to

the free sky.

Although she could return to her "mother's home", it would only mean being sold by her

parents again. No, it was likely that she would be sent back to the palace by her clan the next day after she returned home.

She stood there blankly. After a long time, she was no longer blank, but the light in her eyes was extinguished little by little.

The princess lowered her head and looked at her toes. Her shoulders were thin and her back was thin, like a homeless little girl.

At this time, a man's sigh came from behind: "Auntie, I thought about it and felt that I should

take you with me."

The princess did not turn around in anger.

Xu Qian'an walked in front of her, squatted down, and did not speak.

Hearing this, the princess glared at his back, her mouth curled up slightly, opened her arms,

and threw herself on his back.

After leaving the city, Xu Qi'an ran wildly along the official road with her on his back. At this

time, he missed his beloved mare a little.

"I'm in trouble." The princess whispered in his ear.

The warm breath sprayed on Xu Qi'an's earlobe, making him frown. The earlobe is Xu

Baipiao's sensitive area. Only Fuxiang knows this secret.

You are self-aware... Xu Qi'an asked: "Does Emperor Yuan Jing know about your appearance?"

The princess shook her head: "But he knows that I have a magic weapon to change my appearance. I sneaked away several times, and he must know it. But he has never seen me like

this."

She thought for a while and added: "The guards of the palace have seen me like this." Xu Qi'an did not answer and thought about it.

Although the King of Zhenbei is dead, the princess is still a hot commodity. Emperor Yuan Jing will definitely not ignore her, although the delegation unanimously believes that the princess was abducted by the barbarians.

But those maids knew that I finally found them. Of course, they didn't know that I defeated

the barbarian warriors and rescued the princess. But they were able to survive and return to Beijing smoothly, which is itself a suspicious point.

Although it can't be used as evidence that I rescued the princess, as long as there is a doubt,

Emperor Yuan Jing will definitely send people to investigate, without surveillance, and directly investigate openly.

So the princess can't go back to the mansion with me. But she can be kept outside. The population of the capital is three million, it is impossible to search door to door, and there is no clue that I brought the princess back to the capital.

The best way is to keep her outside, not far from the Xu Mansion, but not too close.

After considering the details, Xu Qian'an nodded with satisfaction and felt it was safe.

Then, he inevitably felt at a loss. Why did I do this for an old aunt?

When did I get poisoned by her?

Xu Qiyan did not go to Chuzhou City. He planned to meet Zheng Xinghuai first and take him to

Chuzhou City.

Now that Chuzhou City was destroyed, he was the governor of Chuzhou. He had to clean up

the mess and tell him that the King of Zhenbei had died. It was better not to hide from him.

On the way, he deliberately asked Taoist Jinlian to block the members of the Tiandihui and started a private chat with Li Miaozhen to ask her where she was.

Not surprisingly, he was scolded by the Saint of Tianzong and then told about the death of the

King of Zhenbei.

Xu Qiyan was "shocked" and said it was impossible. He fully demonstrated the qualities that

a "shock party" should have.

This made Li Miaozhen feel a little proud, so she was no longer so angry that he stood her up.

Then, Xu Qiyan asked her to leave Chuzhou City and meet in the valley on the pretext of looking for "Xu Yinluo who was on the way."

At noon, Xu Qian'an came to the valley. He bid farewell to Zheng Xinghuai that day. He found

an inn in the nearby county town to accommodate the princess, which was not far away.

........

In the cave, the bonfire was blazing. Li Han and Zhao Jin were roasting pheasants, hares, fresh

fish and other prey.

The tall and thin Shentu Baili closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to breathe.

The fat and strong Wei Youlong wiped the machete and said in a deep voice:

"I don't know how Xu Yinluo and Feiyan are doing. Que Yongxiu and Zhenbei King are cruel

and fierce. If they find out, they may be killed. And if they have an accident, we are likely to be

caught." Tang Youshen, a spearman from the military, looked at the cave entrance with sharp eyes, and then retracted his eyes, holding the spear and closing his eyes to rest. Zheng Xinghuai waved his hand, his voice was light, but his tone was firm: "No, even if the

two of them get nothing, they will not be targeted by the King of Zhenbei and Que Yongxiu." The beautiful young woman asked: "Why is Lord Zheng so sure?" Zheng Xinghuai said: "Feiyan Xia wandered around the world, nosy, and was able to gain such

a great reputation and remain safe and sound. She is definitely not a reckless person. As for Xu

Yinluo, it may be luck to solve a big case. But these one by one are enough to show his ability." Everyone nodded slowly.

Whether it is Feiyan Xia or Xu Yinluo, they are both outstanding people who make people feel

at ease. They are the kind of people who will feel at ease if you leave things to them, and you don't have to worry all day long.

At this time, Shentu Baili suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was low and hurried: "Someone

is coming."

Li Han and Zhao Jin subconsciously threw away the prey, grabbed their weapons, and rushed out of the cave with everyone.

A man and a woman came together.

The man was handsome and masculine, and he was Yinluo Xu Qian'an. As for the woman, they

just glanced at her and ignored her. They walked without any rules, and followed Xu Yinluo.

She was ordinary in appearance, and she was slightly out of breath while walking fast. She was an ordinary woman. Zheng Buzhengshi came up and said with a bow, "Xu Yinluo."

The warriors behind him were surprised. Xu Yinluo had vowed to go to Chuzhou City to

investigate the case the night before, but he returned today.

This place is hundreds of miles away from Chuzhou City, and this time is not enough for a

round

trip.

Xu Qian'an said straight to the point without any nonsense: "I received news that the King of

Zhenbei has died in Chuzhou City. I am here to take you there."

A bolt from the blue!

Zheng Buzhengshi's face suddenly stiffened, his eyes slowly bulged out, and his mouth

slowly opened, making Xu Qian'an understand that this was the true quality of the shocking

party.

The knights looked at each other silently, and they all saw the word "disbelief" in each other's eyes.

"Yes, is the message received wrong....."

Zheng Buzheng took a few steps forward, with a complicated expression on his face. On the

one hand, he hoped that the message was true, and on the other hand, he was sure that Xu

Qian'an received a false message.

Shentu Baili and others did not speak, but they also thought that what the governor said made

sense.

It is absolutely true that I killed the King of Zhenbei myself...Xu Qiyan smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is true."

Bang, bang, bang...Zheng Buzhengshi heard his frantic and intense heartbeat. "Feiyan Lady will be here soon, she knows what happened." Xu Qiyan threw the pot away.

Everyone then returned to the cave and waited in anxiety.

The princess sat obediently beside Xu Qiyan, biting the chicken leg in small bites. The most

beautiful woman in Dafeng was trying to play an insignificant passerby.

On the way here, she learned from Xu Qiyan about Zheng Xinghuai's identity and understood

that his family died in the massacre.

Although she and the King of Zhenbei had no feelings, they were a couple with a name after

all, and the princess felt guilty about Zheng.

Half an hour later, Li Miaozhen came to the valley, lowered the flying sword, and fell into the

valley lightly.

She looked around at the people who had been waiting at the entrance of the cave, nodded

slightly, and paused at the plain-looking princess.

"Lady Feiyan, Xu Yinluo said, said... that the King of Zhenbei died in Chuzhou City?"

Zheng Buzhengshi took a few quick steps and stared at her.

Li Miaozhen gave a positive answer: "Yes, his body is still in Chuzhou City."

She immediately briefly recounted the battle in Chuzhou City.

Zheng Buzhengshi listened and nodded slowly. His bloodshot eyes swept over the crowd and whispered: "This official, this official wants to be alone for a while."

He arched his hands, turned around, and slowly walked back to the cave.

A few seconds later, a heart-wrenching cry came from inside.

Xu Qi'an sighed, and then Li Miaozhen's voice transmission sounded in his ears: "Who is

she?"

"A person with a miserable life. I just happen to have something to ask you. The bloody

massacre of three thousand miles has been settled, and you don't have to worry about the aftermath. Can you help me take her back to Beijing? Remember not to show off. It's best to find an inn to rest first and wait for me to return to Beijing."

Xu Qi'an replied by voice transmission.

Li Miaozhen did not answer. She looked at the princess for a moment, curled her lips, and said

by voice transmission:

"A person with a miserable life, so you have to take her back to Beijing to settle down? This

woman looks like she is good at giving birth, but when did you become so hungry that you

don't care about food?"

Miaozhen, I'm not belittling you. After taking off the bracelet, she can confidently say: Everyone here is garbage!

Xu Qi'an noticed that Li Miaozhen was a little unhappy, so he did not respond, but just cupped

his hands. Then he turned around and whispered to the princess: "She is my concubine's family, you can trust her, you go back to Beijing with her first and listen to her arrangements." The princess frowned slightly when she heard this. It was the first time she heard that Xu

Qian'an had a concubine, but thinking of his identity and status, and thinking of him as a frequent visitor to the Jiaofangsi, isn't it normal to have a concubine?

"Yeah!" She nodded coldly.

......

Three days later, Zheng, the governor, who traveled day and night, finally returned to

Chuzhou City after more than a month.

The gray-haired Zheng Xinghuai climbed up the city wall step by step. He saw that the once

prosperous Chuzhou City had turned into ruins, with broken walls everywhere and the land in

ruins.

Half of the northern city wall collapsed, and the western city gate was also knocked down. More than 20,000 soldiers were scattered in the city, each busy with their own work. Some were searching for food, rice and flour. Although the city was severely damaged, the materials hidden in the cellar were well preserved, and many supplies could be found in the collapsed

ruins.

Some soldiers were building houses to serve as temporary barracks to provide temporary shelter for more than 20,000 soldiers. Some soldiers were repairing the city walls.

Some soldiers were burying corpses, some of their comrades, some of the people in the city,

and some of the barbarians and monsters. These tasks have been carried out in an orderly manner for three days.

"The history books will definitely record this incident to warn future generations. At the same

time, they will also record the crimes of the King of Zhenbei and make him infamous for

thousands of years."

Liu Yushi appeared beside him. The delegation had already learned from Li Miaozhen that

Zheng Xinghuai had escaped from death, and understood that the Zheng Xinghuai they saw in the city was fake.

Most likely it was the work of the third-grade wizard, otherwise it would be impossible to hide it from the fourth-grade Yang Yan.

"Will the court really convict the King of Zhenbei?" Zheng, the governor, whispered. "Victory is achieved through struggle." Liu Yushi said word by word. At this time, Xu Qian'an, Yang Yan, Chen, the head of the police, and others climbed up the

city wall. The chief officer Xu Yinluo said in a deep voice: "Next, we will return to the capital

to convict the King of Zhenbei and put an end to this case.

"But before that, Zheng, the governor, should want to offer a few glasses of light wine to the

dead souls in the city."

Centurion Chen Xiao took the wine pot in his hand and stepped forward. Zheng Buzheng took the wine pot and looked at the city below again. Before worshiping, he

wanted to take some time to recall his first half of life.

......

Zheng Xinghuai was born in Zhangzhou, which is known as one of the two major granaries of

Dafeng. However, his family was very poor when he was young. He relied on his mother to wash clothes for wealthy families and do embroidery to make a living. The young Zheng Xinghuai was most looking forward to the autumn harvest, when he could

go to other people's fields to pick up wheat ears.

Picking up a basket of wheat ears, he and his widowed mother could have porridge for three

days. You can't pick up too much, otherwise you will be beaten. After the autumn harvest, the most difficult time is winter. Every winter, his hands and feetn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

are frozen and cracked. And her mother, even in winter, has to wash clothes for people on the

frozen river for a few copper coins.

In this way, the widowed mother saved enough money for him to pay for the teacher's tuition

and the money to enter the Imperial College.

Zheng Xinghuai entered the Imperial Academy at the age of 16 and studied hard for ten years.

In the 19th year of Yuanjing, he passed the imperial examination and became a second-class

Jinshi.

He rushed back to his hometown without stopping, wanting to bring joy to his mother, wanting to take his mother to settle in the capital, wanting to bring glory to the family, and

let all those who had said cold words to him look at him with new eyes.

But what he saw was his mother's short tomb.

His widowed mother had passed away for many years, and she never told him that the family

letters were written by her clansmen, because the ordinary woman who had worked hard all

her life did not want to affect her son's studies. Zheng Xinghuai knelt in front of his mother's tomb for a day and a night. Zheng Xinghuai's official career was not smooth. Because he was too rigid and unwilling to go

along with the crowd, he offended the then Prime Minister and was demoted to Chuzhou in the northern part of the Great Wall, where he became an eighth-rank county magistrate. At first, he didn't like Chuzhou because the northern frontier was bitterly cold and the people were tough. He was rigid, but he finally got the idea and spent all his savings to find acquaintances to build relationships, hoping to be transferred back to the capital. Until one year, the barbarian cavalry came to rob the grass and looted for dozens of miles.

Afterwards, Zheng Xinghuai was sent to comfort the people and inspect the situation. He walked on the ridges of the fields and looked at the young crops trampled by the iron cavalry; he walked on the official road and looked at the corpses that were eaten by the barbarians and

only the remains were left; he walked into the mountains and saw the people who had escaped

by chance, and looked at their poor and vicissitudes of life. Zheng Xinghuai thought of his mother who had passed away many years ago. Later, the prime minister retired, and his classmates and friends worked in the court to

transfer him back to the capital.

But at that time, Zheng Xinghuai didn't want to leave Chuzhou anymore, because he had

devoted all his energy and efforts to this land.

He worked so hard that he often stayed up all night to handle government affairs, as if this

would make up for his debt to his mother.

Time flies, eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has spent most of his life

in Chuzhou, but now he has ended up alone.

"Fame, wealth and honor are just a piece of paper, but they are nothing but ashes in the

dust..." Zheng Buzheng was so sad that he burst into tears.

The wine poured down, splashing dust.

No one spoke for a long time, until Zheng Xinghuai calmed down, Dali Temple Secretary

cleared his throat and said:

"Que Yongxiu has fled for fear of crime, Zhenbei King was executed, but their crimes have not

been announced to the world. Zheng Buzhengshi is the main witness and must go back to

Beijing with us. But Yunzhou City is in such a state, and now the northern border needs someone to stay to take charge of the overall situation......."

Liu Yushi frowned and analyzed: "380,000 people in Chuzhou City died tragically, and the

aftermath is simple. We only need to resettle more than 20,000 soldiers. "As for other states and counties, just keep them as they are, and no special care is needed. The barbarians and monsters have just experienced this war and have been scared. They are afraid of the mysterious master and will not invade the border again in the short term. Even

for many years. "

Zheng Xinghuai pondered for a moment and looked at Yang Yan: "Scholars don't command troops. This official is good at handling government affairs, but I am a layman in managing

the army. Yang Jinluo, you have the highest level of cultivation among all the people present,

and you have more experience in commanding troops. You can manage and intimidate the

soldiers. "

Yang Yan nodded and said lightly: "Okay." The boss is actually an upgraded version of Zhu Guangxiao, taciturn, but hardworking and

very reliable...... Xu Qiyan did not interrupt from beginning to end. Because everything he wanted to say had been said by these civil servants. "By the way," he suddenly remembered something: "Take the body of the King of Zhenbei

back to Beijing. He is the protagonist of this case. Even if he dies, he must be brought back to

Beijing."

"Of course." Zheng Buzhengshi nodded.

The body of the King of Zhenbei must be brought back to the capital no matter what.

For this case, killing the King of Zhenbei is only the initial end. It is a perfect ending to

characterize the case.

Seeing that the matter has been discussed, Yang Yan looked at Xu Qiyan and said in a deep

voice: "Come with me."

Boss, your serious look and arrogant tone are just like my class teacher in middle school... Xu

Qian'an followed him obediently.

After the two walked along the city wall for a distance, Yang Yan stopped, turned around and

said:

"When the King of Zhenbei sacrificed the people in the city, I saw the souls of the people in

the city merged into the ground, and there seemed to be a formation underground. But when I

went to dig afterwards, I found nothing after digging three feet deep." Souls merged into the ground? What kind of operation is this? Didn't the King of Zhenbei

massacre the city to refine blood pills?... After hearing this, Xu Qian'an's first reaction was:

Miaozhen, I need you!

If you have a blind spot in the knowledge of souls, just find Li Miaozhen. If Li Miaozhen is not

good at learning, it doesn't matter. There is still the old silver coin of Taoist Jinlian.

Yang Yan stared at him and asked, "Do you have any clues?"

The benefits of having a wide network of contacts are very obvious. I will continue to develop

the fish pond in the future. By the way, the small sword carved from yellow oil jade has not

been given to Jun's wife yet... Xu Qian'an was thinking aimlessly in his heart and said in a deep

voice:

"Boss, wait a moment. I'm going to the toilet. " Yang Yan knew that he had the fragment of the Earth Book. It was Yang Yan who killed the

Taoist Master Zi Lian single-handedly.

Xu Qian'an walked down the city wall, found a secluded corner, took out the fragment of the

Earth Book, and sent a message as No. 3: [Taoist Master Jin Lian, I have something to discuss with you alone.]

Late at night, the members of the Tiandihui who saw this message felt very uncomfortable.

I don't know what happened recently, but the nun Li Miaozhen asked to block everyone every

other day, and now No. 3 followed suit.

A few seconds later, Taoist Master Jin Lian sent a message: [What's the matter?]

[Three: Where is Miaozhen? Miaozhen can participate in the topic.]

..... Taoist Master Jin Lian sighed and sent a message: [Miaozhen, you can send a message.]

[Two: What do you want to talk to me about? If you have something to say, just say it. If you

have something to say, just fart.]

What's wrong? Why are you so angry? Xu Qi'an sent a letter: [You don't seem very happy. What's wrong?]

Li Miaozhen: [Heh, what's wrong with you, woman? She almost treats me as a maid. People

who don't know would think she is a princess. That kind of complacent attitude is very

annoying.]

Are you also a great prophet like Zhong Li? Xu Qi'an sent a letter to comfort the saint: [Don't

bother with her, she is used to it.]

The princess, that stupid woman, may not be intentional. She has been a princess for half her

life, with fine clothes and delicious food, and maids serving her. Many habits in life cannot be

changed just by saying so.

Unless Li Miaozhen is like him, constantly knocking on the princess. Li Miaozhen: [If you have something to say, just say it. Don't disturb me while I am

meditating.]

It is obvious that she is still angry and angry. I'd better coax her...Xu Qi'an sent a letter:

[I don't think you need to be so hardworking. With the talent of our Feiyan female hero, you

only need to focus some of your energy on cultivation to be able to look down on your peers. ]

Li Miaozhen sent a letter: [Hmph, I think you are lying to me. ]

Her mood improved slightly.

Xu Qiyan: [What do you think, Taoist Jinlian?]

Taoist Jinlian: [I think you don't respect me at all. ]

Just like the noisy classroom ushered in the head teacher, Xu Qiyan and Li Miaozhen did not

dare to continue chatting. The former brought the topic back and sent a letter to explain the

situation:

[It's like this. When the King of Zhenbei sacrificed the people of Chuzhou City, Yang Yan saw

with his own eyes that the souls of the people merged into the ground, but he couldn't find

any clues afterwards. ]

Li Miaozhen replied: [Is there any formation left?]

Yang Yan didn't say, that means there is no... Xu Qiyan replied: [No. ]

Li Miaozhen stopped talking.

In silence, Taoist Master Jinlian sent a letter: [According to what Miaozhen said a few days

ago, the masters involved include the Taoist Master of the Earth Sect and the Wushen Sect.

Haha, they are all strong people in the realm of the soul, and the formation is dispensable. [Well, although the Taoist sect and the Wushen Sect refine and raise ghosts, they basically

don't collect so many souls. Unless they want to refine soul pills. ] An old man in the family is like a treasure, and Taoist Master Jinlian is indeed

experienced...Xu Qiyan sent a letter: [Soul pill? What is a soul pill and what are its uses. ] Taoist Master Jinlian sent a letter: [There are many uses, such as strengthening the soul, serving as a material for alchemy, refining magic weapons, repairing imperfect souls, cultivating instrument spirits, etc. Maybe the Taoist Master of the Earth Sect needs the soul pill. In addition, the resentment and hostility caused by the massacre in the city, this great evil in the world is a great tonic for him.]

So, the Taoist Master of the Earth Sect cooperated with the King of Zhenbei for the soul pill? Xu Qiyan nodded suddenly.

[Three: In this case, will he continue to massacre the city? The Taoist leader of the Earth Sect

is a second-grade one. ]

Xu Qi'an asked worriedly.

[Nine: Oh, he dare not, because he is only one step away from the heavenly tribulation. In his

state... he dare not cross the tribulation at all. So you don't have to worry about him

slaughtering living beings, unless he doesn't want to live. ]

Xu Qi'an was relieved immediately.

After finishing the letter, he returned to the top of the city.

Yang Yan looked over immediately.

Xu Qi'an pondered and said, "I suddenly remembered that those souls should be refined into

soul pills. It is very likely that they are the reward for the cooperation between the Taoist

leader of the Earth Sect and the King of Zhenbei."

Soul pills are the "greatest evil" mentioned by the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect? Yang Yan

nodded

slowly.

He was at the scene at the time, and although he was far away, he heard it clearly.

Next, we need to define the Chuzhou massacre case and let the King of Zhenbei and Que

Yongxiu bear the due charges. This will inevitably encounter obstacles... Yang Yan said: "If you have any questions, go to Duke Wei and listen to his opinions. Don't be reckless and

impulsive. Do you understand?"

After a pause, he whispered: "If Duke Wei thinks this matter cannot be violated, you must not

be stubborn."

Xu Qian'an looked at him and said nothing.

.......

Early May, early summer.

An official ship from Chuzhou came through the waves, slowly sailed into the territory of the

capital, and finally anchored at the dock of the capital.

The members of the delegation stood on the deck, looking at the crowded and enthusiastic

dock, and they were filled with emotion.

When they went to Chuzhou, it was late spring, and when they returned to the capital, it was already early summer.

What happened during this period, if it happened to ordinary people, they could brag about it

for a lifetime.

While the members of the delegation breathed a sigh of relief, faith burned in their eyes.

They will bring a heavy news to the capital.

There is no more King of Zhenbei in Dafeng anymore.