night.
The wind and snow are getting tight.
Lu Ning found an excuse to leave Yipinxian Pavilion and walked through the streets of Zhuxian City.
Passing by the dark streets where homeless and beggars lived before,
The refugees and beggars are all in a state of hunger and cold, and many of them are even as angry as a thread.
In the past four days, it has been snowing heavily.
It's freezing cold.
If such cold weather continues for two more days, many people will freeze to death.
Lu Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the homeless beggars staring at him with pleading eyes.
He took out all the broken silver on his body.
Although it cannot fundamentally solve the problem, it can solve a little bit.
The homeless beggars who still had the energy gathered around him, shouting, "Young hero is a good man."
Lu Ning did not give them the money. He glanced across the room and looked at one of them, a boy who was about two years younger than him.
The young man was unkempt and extremely thin.
But his eyes were firm. Standing behind the homeless beggars, he was staring not at the broken silver in Lu Ning's hand, but at Lu Ning's face.
"come here!"
Lu Ning waved to the young man, and all the homeless and beggars looked back.
The young man was a little timid, but under the eyes of everyone, he still staggered towards Lu Ning.
"What is your name?"
"Xu Wen." The young man pursed his lips and said.
"Remember you!"
Lu Ning nodded and handed the broken silver into the boy's hand: "Take the broken silver and go buy steamed buns. Make sure everyone here has a steamed bun. The remaining broken silver will be continued tomorrow. Is it possible for you to do it?"
"Yes!" Xu Wen nodded firmly.
"Believe you!"
Lu Ning also didn't say much. He put the money bag in Xu Wen's hand and turned to walk to the other end of the street.
Xu Wen's dirty hands tightly grasped the clean money bag, and finally he made a move.
Plop!
Kneeling on the snow, he bowed to Lu Ning's back.
Plop, plop, plop...!
The homeless beggars followed Xu Wen's example, kneeling in the snow, shouting "Young Heroes and Good People", and then bowed down.
[Congratulations to the punisher for his first good deed and being moved by the collective, and he will be rewarded with 3 points of prestige! 】
Prestige: 54 points.
As Lu Ning walked away, he saw the picture album flashing.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced, his eyes slightly focused.
Unexpectedly, he would gain 3 points of prestige for one good deed?
When his consciousness swept away, he saw Xu Wen leading people to kneel down and worship him. He couldn't help but shook his head secretly and walked out of the street quickly.
Xu Wen did not break his promise and saw Lu Ning leaving.
He stood up and made a promise to everyone, then took the two of them to buy steamed buns with him.
After a while, the three of them returned to the street carrying three bags of steamed buns.
Each person has a steamed bun.
…
Let's talk about Lu Ning, after leaving the dark street.
After a little inquiry, he knew the location of Prince Yue's Mansion.
He went to Prince Yue's Mansion for no other reason than to find out if the man in white clothes and silver mask was Yue Xiao.
The middle section of Yuewang Street.
A rather large mansion, with two large stone lions sitting in front of it, covered with snow.
Lu Ning did not come close and stood in a dark corner, his consciousness shrouding Prince Yue's Mansion bit by bit.
What surprised him was that there were no housekeepers or servants in Prince Da Yue's palace.
There are eight maids and men in total.
Then there is Yue Xiao.
Yue Xiao was sitting in the study, holding a teacup in one hand and flipping through books with the other.
He seemed to feel something, raised his head, and his consciousness suddenly surged.
"Who is spying on Prince Yue's Mansion?"
Yue Xiao frowned coldly and put down the teacup in his hand.
His cold voice was contained in his consciousness and was quickly transmitted.
Ordinary people couldn't hear it, but Lu Ning could hear it.
"Is the divine consciousness transmitting the message?"
Lu Ning frowned slightly, he didn't know how to transmit sounds with his spiritual consciousness.
He immediately put away his consciousness and turned around to leave.
Judging from the aura, Yue Xiao's aura was very similar to that of the white masked figure last night, but only his eyes were different.
He couldn't help but think of what Gu Wushuang said when he left Zhuxian City last time.
Don't say it's just suspicion. Even if you see a profile, you can't arrest someone without conclusive evidence.
However, Lu Ning was determined in his mind that the man in the white mask was most likely Yue Xiao.
His suspicion was not without some basis. As the grandson of King Yue, Yue Xiao enjoyed the treatment of the crown prince, but there was no one in the mansion, which showed that Yue Xiao did not care about the status of the crown prince at all.
He is even full of hatred for the royal family.
I hated Emperor Xingwu for being fatuous, and I hated Emperor Mingwu for not distinguishing between loyal and traitorous people.
They have been grudges for a long time and naturally hope that the Great Zhou Dynasty will perish.
Of course, all this is Lu Ning's guess.
Just wait for the masked man in white to appear again and remove the latter's silver mask.
Yue Xiao was in the study, and his consciousness swept over Lu Ning.
A cold look flashed in his eyes.
Seeing Lu Ning go away, he didn't get up and withdrew his consciousness to continue reading.
"Last night, the cold cicadas couldn't stop chirping, and the dream was frightening thousands of miles away. It was already the third watch."
"..."
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In a blink of an eye, it’s the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Experience: 18.93 million points.
Near noon, Lu Ning and others walked to Wolong Mountain.
Wolong Mountain is the junction between the north and the south of the Zhou Dynasty. There is no snow as you continue south.
The temperature is also slightly higher than in the north.
Since leaving Zhuxian City, they have not encountered any assassinations in the past few days.
It’s been a smooth ride.
"Wolong Mountain?" Lu Ning raised his eyebrows.
"Wolong Mountain is the secluded place of Zhuge Long, the world's most prodigy, during the troubled times thousands of years ago."
Gu Wushuang on the side said for Lu Ning: "Zhuge Xiangru, the soldier sage of Confucius Academy, is the direct descendant of Zhuge Long."
Lu Ning nodded secretly. He didn't know why when he heard "Wolong, Zhuge", his mind flashed to Zhuge Kongming in his previous life.
Maybe it's just a coincidence and has no relationship at all.
After putting away my thoughts.
Lu Ning glanced at Gu Wushuang and said, "In the past two days, I think everyone has relaxed their vigilance a little, so I give them a warning."
Gu Wushuang nodded.
"By the way, how far is Wolong Mountain from Qiu Mountain?" Lu Ning asked.
"Thirty thousand miles away," Gu Wushuang said.
Hearing this, Lu Ning couldn't help but frown.
He remembered Zhou Hao saying that the distance between Beijing and Zhou Dynasty in southern Xinjiang was about 100,000 miles.
It is about 40,000 miles from Beijing and Zhou Dynasty to Wolong Mountain, plus 30,000 miles, which is 70,000 miles.
Yegui City is so close to Southern Xinjiang! ?
Everyone rested in Wolong City for half an hour and continued on their way.
After passing through Wolong Mountain, the road was blocked in front of Shimen Village.
Lu Ning frowned. There was a group of villagers in front of him, making noisy noises, and the sound of a woman sobbing.
Just listen to the villagers shouting:
"Kill this bald donkey!"
Lu Ning's consciousness swept over and he saw clearly among the villagers, an old monk wearing gray clothes sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The old monk put his hands together and closed his eyes. In front of him lay a man in his forties.
At first glance, he looked like a villager, with no life features.
A woman was lying on top of the man and sobbing. She was obviously the wife of the deceased.
At this time, Gu Wushuang and Hu Qingcheng stepped forward to inquire about the situation.
After a while, the two came back and looked at Yang Feng and said: "Sir, there was a murder case earlier. The deceased was a farmer from Shimen Village, named Shi Heizi. It was said that he had a dispute with Master Huiyuan of Jinlei Temple, and Master Huiyuan accidentally killed him. People were beaten to death.”
"Jinlei Temple, Master Huiyuan?" Yang Feng frowned slightly.
Jinlei Temple is one of the four major Buddhist sects, but I have never heard of Master Huiyuan.
But to be called a master, one must have profound Buddhist practice.
He immediately looked at Luo Gengyu and said, "Be vigilant."
Luo Gengyu nodded and asked the imperial guards to protect the two carriages.
Yang Feng took Gu Wushuang and Hu Qingcheng to the entrance of the village.
When the villagers saw that he was from the Demon Suppression Division, they all knelt down and begged Yang Feng to punish the old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The crying woman also raised her head and begged Yang Feng and the others.
Yang Feng frowned and looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his hands clasped together.
The old monk looked to be about sixty years old, with gray eyebrows and beard, and a kind-hearted look.
While Yang Feng stared, the old monk opened his eyes and saluted Yang Feng.
"Demon Suppressor Yang Feng, are you Master Huiyuan?"
"I don't dare to take it seriously, old monk Huiyuan."
"Jinlei Temple is one of the four major Buddhist sects. Above the Hui generation is the Yuan generation. I wonder who the master of Master Huiyuan is?"
"Yuanding Divine Monk, Master has passed away."
"Monk Yuanding?"
There was a look of surprise on Yang Feng's face. This old monk, who looked inconspicuous, turned out to be a disciple of the Yuanding Divine Monk, one of the three great monks of Jinlei Temple.
The divine monk Yuanding passed away ten years ago.
Something everyone knows.
But it is not clear how many true disciples the Yuanding Divine Monk has.
Yang Feng's eyes flashed and he said: "Everyone knows that Monk Yuanding's magical power is the Five Golden Yang Thunder Techniques."
Huiyuan smiled bitterly, knowing that Yang Feng was doubting his identity.
Immediately waved his palms.
There was a sizzling sound.
Golden light and thunder flashed in front of them, and in an instant three dazzling golden sun thunders appeared in everyone's eyes.
The so-called Jinyang Lei is a magical skill like the golden thunder and lightning sun.
The Five Golden Yang Thunder Techniques, when you practice to the peak, you will have five Golden Yang Thunder.
The Huiyuan in front of him has cultivated three Jinyang Lei. He is indeed a master, with a third-level cultivation level.
It’s just that Buddhism has compassion in mind, especially the monk Yuanding, who is a world-famous compassionate monk who has all the people in the world in mind.
This is especially true for his disciples.
How could Shi Heizi from Shimen Village be beaten to death just because of a dispute?
Yang Feng didn't quite understand, so he asked: "Master Huiyuan is an expert from Jinlei Temple. How could he beat this villager to death because of a verbal dispute?"
"Jushi Yang, couldn't you tell with your eyesight that there was something wrong with him? Besides, he was just faking his death." Huiyuan smiled bitterly.
Hearing this, Yang Feng frowned.
His attention was all on Huiyuan, but he didn't observe Shiheizi carefully.
If you look closely, you can see that there are black spots at the roots of Ishiguro's hair, and the blood vessels under the cortex are also black.
The blood in the veins carries the power of evil spirits.
The fact that the heart is still moving, and there is no external intervention, means that the person is still alive.
Yang Feng quickly put away his consciousness, looked at Huiyuan and said: "He is not dead yet, why doesn't Master save him?"
Huiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Master Yang didn't know something. Before noon, the old monk passed by here and happened to see the layman Shi returning to the village. The old monk said that he was possessed by an evil spirit, but he said that he was not possessed by an evil spirit."
"The old monk wanted to save a life rather than build a seven-level pagoda, so he chased the layman Shi to exorcise him. Unexpectedly, the layman Shi was not only unwilling, but he also became violent and argued with the old monk."
"The old monk saw that he was deeply possessed by the evil spirit and was afraid of hurting other people in the village, so he took action."
"Unexpectedly, as soon as he made his move, Master Shi let out a scream of 'ah', fell to the ground and started twitching. He was in a state of suspended animation for a moment."
"This scene happened to be seen by the villagers. They thought it was the old monk committing murder. They surrounded the old monk and refused to let him go or exorcise the evil spirits from the stone layman."
"The old monk was really helpless, so he sat here and waited for death."
Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Yang Feng's face, he looked at the villagers and said, "Who saw Master Huiyuan commit the murder?"
"Sir, it's a commoner, Shi Peng!"
A dark-skinned man, in his thirties, very muscular.
Yang Feng glanced at Shi Peng: "Tell me about the situation."
Shi Peng immediately described in detail the scene where he saw Master Huiyuan strike Shi Heizi to death with one palm.
Yang Feng frowned, the process was quite simple.
Huiyuan admitted that he had moved his hands, but he did not stop Shiheizi.
Shi Peng's confession was that Huiyuan struck Shi Heizi to death with a flash of golden thunder.
There must be flashes of golden thunder, but Shi Peng is an ordinary person after all, so it makes sense that he didn't see it clearly.
Because there was indeed no sign of attack on Ishiguro.
After understanding it clearly, it was tentatively determined that Ishiguro fainted due to evil.
Yang Feng squatted down and used his true energy to move through Shiheizi's body to drive away evil spirits.
Within a moment, Ishiguro opened his eyes, eyes flashing with confusion.
He sat up, looked at Huiyuan, and then at Yang Feng.
At this moment, his wife threw herself into Ishiguro's arms.
Ishiguro scratched his head with a depressed look on his face.
He remembered chasing a hare in Wolong Mountain. The hare rushed into a cave, and then... he caught the hare.
Then I can’t remember it.
When Shi Peng asked, Shi Heizi shook his head blankly and said that he had never met Master Huiyuan.
A misunderstanding was solved.
Instead, Huiyuan asked: "Shi Jushi, are there any sealed objects in the cave you mentioned?"
Shiheizi shook his head: "I didn't see any sealed objects, but Wolong Mountain was called Demon Sealing Mountain thousands of years ago."
"There is another story."
Hearing this, Huiyuan, Yang Feng and others became curious.
That Shi Peng took the words and said: "There is a legend. It is said that there is a monster sealed in the mountain by Senior Zhu Xian. Thousands of years ago, a strange thing happened. Many people in the village lost their lives and no reason could be found."
"Later, a real person named Wolong came here and lived in seclusion in this mountain. After that, Feng Mo Mountain was renamed Wolong Mountain."
"Since then, nothing strange has happened in Shimen Village for thousands of years."
"As for the monster in the cave on Wolong Mountain, it has been passed down orally for a lifetime, but no one has ever seen the monster. I don't know if it is real."
Yang Feng raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard that Wolong Mountain was called Feng Mo Mountain a thousand years ago.
As for Senior Zhu Xian, he is a god among the people and has many magical stories.
It's not a strange thing for Senior Zhu Xian to seal a demon.
"If Master Yang is not in a hurry, why not follow the old monk to the cave to see if there are any monsters causing trouble."
Master Huiyuan suggested.
After all, Ishikuro was really possessed by evil spirits. Maybe there really was some kind of sealed monster.
Yang Feng looked back at Lu Ning and others.
With Lu Ning alone, he could protect Concubine Qi.
"Master Huiyuan, wait a moment!"
With that said, Yang Feng hurried to the luxury carriage and whispered softly to the carriage.
He told Concubine Qi about Shi Heizi's evil possession and the sealing of monsters in Wolong Mountain.
"Deputy Secretary Yang, since we have encountered him, help the villagers to take a look, but be quick!"
"Thank you for your understanding, I will come back as soon as I leave."
Yang Feng nodded and took Gu Wushuang, Hu Qingcheng, and three hundred households with him.
Follow Master Huiyuan.
With Shi Heizi, Shi Peng and others leading the way, they walked quickly towards Wolong Mountain.
Lu Ning sat on the carriage and frowned slightly.
He activated his Qi-gazing technique and stared at the heads of everyone.
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There will be another chapter later!
(End of chapter)
