"Sir, we found the clue!"
Lou Feng's figure flashed and rushed into the six gates of Qiantang.
In the study room, Yang Qingyuan, who was originally analyzing the intelligence of the Qinglong Society, also disappeared into the study room after hearing this.
"Captain Lou, what clues did you find!'
Lou Feng glanced around, and then said to Yang Qingyuan, "Master Yang, this matter is strange, so let's talk about it in the study!" The two returned to the study again, and Yang Qingyuan's trip was in vain!
"What did you find?'
"Master Yang, I found out about the Yin soldiers borrowing money!!'
Yang Qingyuan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this. He originally thought it was the Qinglong Society and the Money Gang who had news, but he didn't expect that it was the Yin soldiers borrowing money.
In the whole case, the Yin soldiers borrowing money is the most bizarre and unscientific thing.
Although Yang Qingyuan found some clues by the river, it was just his own personal testimony. There was no real evidence to show who made the Yin Soldier Passage and how it was made!
"According to the rumors of the people in Yuezhou, there are ancient Yue people in the mountains of Yuezhou who can drive away wild beasts and communicate with ghosts and gods. When I was investigating the matter, I met a woodcutter. He said that he had seen ancient Yue people communicating with the dead? !'
"Guyue people?!'
Guyue is a descendant of the emperor clan of the ancient human race. They are seven or eight thousand miles from Jiaozhi to Kuaiji. There are hundreds of people in various places, each with its own caste.
The ancient Yue Kingdom was established in Yuezhou, which is why Yuezhou got its name.
With the evolution of history, the people of the Later Jin Dynasty migrated southward, and the Yue people gradually integrated into the Chinese who moved south. Until now, there is almost no difference between the Yue and the Chinese.
Baiyue, Huaxia, Dongyi, and Jingwu are listed as the four major sources of Han people.
"Are there any Baiyue people in Yuezhou now?!"
"Yes!" Lou Feng nodded and replied, "Most of the people in Yuezhou are actually descendants of the Yue ethnic group, including the ancestors of the humble position, who are also of the Guyue ethnic group. However, there are still a small number of Guyue people who live in seclusion in the mountains and do not register their household registration. Disobeying government orders! Several governors of Yuezhou tried to solve this problem, but to no avail!'
"You mean, the Yin soldiers borrowing money may have something to do with the Guyue people?!'
"Yes! The ancient Yue people can access the underworld, and the issue of borrowing money from the Yin soldiers is probably related to them!'
Yang Qingyuan frowned. He had made a guess about the Yin soldiers borrowing money, and this guess was indeed somewhat related to the Guyue clan.
"Lou Captou, do you know where to find the Guyue clan?!"
"Shanyin County, Jishan, Emperor Yu's Mausoleum!
Shanyin Mansion was originally called Kuaiji Mansion.
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Yuezhou was established to govern Kuaiji.
Later, the former Qin Shihuang visited here and changed its name to Shanyin.
After the collapse of the former Qin Dynasty, the former Song Dynasty was established. Emperor Gaozong moved south and established Qiantang as the capital of the country. He changed Shanyin to Shaoxing and established it as the accompanying capital.
The former Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Daqian Dynasty. Taizu of this dynasty established the country, recovered the Central Plains, and changed Shaoxing to Shanyin, which was the seat of Yuezhou.
Di Zhiyuan was surprised to see Yang Qingyuan return to Yuezhou.
"Sir, why are you and Miss Liu back?" Di Zhiyuan couldn't help but be confused when he looked at Yang Qingyuan and Yang Qingyuan who had suddenly returned. "We found out something related to the Yin soldiers borrowing pay, and it was related to Jishan in Shanyin Mansion, so we rushed back!" Di Zhiyuan looked curious. It seems that Yang Qingyuan should have confirmed that the matter was man-made, otherwise it would not be possible. It won't be this expression. As we all know, Yang Qingyuan is a contradictory person who does not believe in ghosts, but is afraid of ghosts.
I thought about materialism in my mouth, but my heart trembled.
"This matter should be related to the ancient Yue family living in seclusion in the mountains and forests of Shanyin County!'
Di Zhiyuan was slightly startled, "The surviving family of Ancient Yue?!'
He was born in the north, and has been in the north since he became an official. He knows very little about things in the south. Although he knows about the ancient Yue family, it is only limited to this name.
"Yes! The matter of the Yin soldiers borrowing wages may have something to do with them! I'm going to check! If you find out the truth about the Yin soldiers borrowing wages, you may be able to find the whereabouts of the money!'
Until now, the biggest mystery in this case is how the wages in the box were transferred?
Although Yang Qingyuan still doesn't know the reason, it is probably related to the drama of borrowing money from Yin soldiers.
Otherwise, this group of people wouldn’t have put so much thought into putting on this scene!
"It is said that the Guyue people are hiding in the mountains and forests of the south. Do you know where they are?!" Di Zhiyuan was a little worried that these people are not that easy to find!
"It's near Jishan Mountain in Shanyin, near the Mausoleum of Emperor Yu!'
Yang Qingyuan has obtained the exact information.
"Zhiyuan, have you made any progress here?!'
Di Zhiyuan spread his hands helplessly, "I have already finished interrogating the escorting soldiers. Apart from the ghost soldiers borrowing pay, there is nothing unusual along the way. I have no clue when the pay was lost!"
Yang Qingyuan patted Di Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "Check slowly. As long as it was done by humans, there will definitely be traces and flaws! I'm going to look for the Guyue clan, hoping to get some clues!'
After looking for a guide who was familiar with Jishan, Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu appeared and headed to the legendary Tomb of Emperor Yu.
Emperor Yu’s Mausoleum, also known as Yu’s Cave, is the burial place of the ancient sage Emperor Yu.
With Mount Kuaiji in the back and Yuchi in front, it is located at the foothills of Kuaiji Mountain outside the gate of Jishan in the southeast of Shanyin Prefecture in Yuezhou.
There are nine fields in the sky, nine states in the earth, nine mountains in the soil, and nine fortresses in the mountains.
Kuaiji Mountain located in Shanyin Prefecture is the first of these nine mountains.
Emperor Yu conferred the title of Mount Tai and Zen in Kuaiji. It was named as offering sacrifices to heaven, and Zen as the place of worship.
In his later years, Emperor Yu summoned the princes from all over the world to gather for an alliance at Kuaiji Mountain. After the funeral, he was buried here.
Because of the great political significance of Emperor Yu's Mausoleum, successive governors of Yuezhou would send people to guard it and repair it regularly. Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed the guide to the foot of Emperor Yu's mausoleum and bowed nine times to Emperor Yu's mausoleum.
Emperor Yu was the ancient holy emperor. He controlled floods and brought life to the people. He dug dragon gates to dredge rivers. He united the princes to control the world. He cast nine cauldrons to pacify the eight wastelands.
Wei Yu's achievements were attributed to the same achievements in all the nine provinces, and the glory of the Tang Dynasty and the Yu Dynasty.
No matter where you stand, you deserve this gift.
After paying homage to the ancient Holy Emperor, Yang Qingyuan asked the guide to leave first. It was time to get to work next!
Yang Qingyuan closed his eyes and concentrated, and a Taoist charm that blended into nature rippled through his body.
Briefly integrate into the space between heaven and earth to enhance one's spiritual awareness.
After a moment, Yang Qingyuan opened his eyes, "It is indeed an ancient method of refining qi. It does have its own uniqueness. It is obviously just a Yuanhua realm, but it almost eluded my spiritual sense.
After saying that, Yang Qingyuan's figure disappeared and he shot towards the woods on the side.
The person hiding in the forest also knew that he had been discovered by Yang Qingyuan, and immediately turned around and ran away. His movement seemed to be designed to adapt to the mountains and forests. The lush woods and winding vines seemed to have no effect on his speed. In the blink of an eye, the hidden person had jumped ten feet away, but his figure had almost no impact on the surrounding trees.
If it were another person, even a light kung fu master like the Green-winged Bat King would have a hard time catching up with this person in this dense forest.
But Yang Qingyuan is different. In this world where talented people and strangers emerge in endlessly, his Qinggong is not only unparalleled in the world, but it is also close to the peak.
The self-created "Stairs to Heaven" incorporates part of the secrets of Lingbo Weibu's movement skills, allowing him to move freely even in dense forests. Suddenly, Yang Qingyuan stopped in front of this person.
'Wait a minute, I mean no harm!'
But this person obviously refused to believe Yang Qingyuan's words. As soon as his figure moved, he jumped to the side.
Looking at the jumping voice, Yang Qingyuan whispered, "Sorry, I'm rude!"
Immediately, an innate invisible sword energy was slashed out. Just when the person was about to step on a branch to borrow strength, the sword energy passed by and the branch was instantly cut off.
Those who escaped also fell from the air because their old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet generated.
When he stood up again, Yang Qingyuan was already in front of him.
"If I really had bad intentions, that sword strike just now would have been enough to kill you!
Although it doesn’t sound good, it’s true!
"what you up to?!
The hidden man raised his head. He was a middle-aged man with simple attire, which was far from the open folk customs of today's Great Zhou Dynasty. "Let me introduce myself first! My name is Yang Qingyuan, the chief minister of Dali Temple, and the deposed envoy of Yuezhou!'
Hearing Yang Qingyuan's introduction, the middle-aged man felt a sense of vigilance.
The Guyue people have always been independent from the control of the imperial court and were in a semi-hidden state. When someone from the imperial court suddenly came, what did they want to do?
"I just have one thing I want to ask the Guyue tribe." Yang Qingyuan took off his sword from his waist.
"Do you recognize this sword?!'
When the middle-aged man saw the sword, he was stunned.
Most of the divine swords in Tianji Tower are famous swords from ancient times, and 90% of them are swordsmiths from the ancient Yue tribe.
When it comes to sword-making craftsmanship, the Ancient Yue people are unparalleled in the world.
And the sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand is the pinnacle work of the ancient Yue Kingdom swordsmith Ou Yezi, the magic weapon that once ranked second in the Tianji Tower Divine Sword Book, Zhan Lu!
“Is this really Zhanlu?!
Yang Qingyuan handed the sword in his hand to the middle-aged man
"See for yourself!'
The middle-aged man wiped his hands on his clothes again and again, three or four times, and only after confirming that his hands were clean and free of dirt did he dare to take the sword from Yang Qingyuan's hand!
His attitude is as pious as worshiping a god.
'Keng!'
The middle-aged man slowly pulled out Zhan Lu, and a pure black long sword appeared in front of him.
The ancient long sword is a blunt sword with no edge.
The sword energy on the blade does not have a trace of killing intent, and the sword intention is pure and awe-inspiring.
This unique sword rhyme cannot be imitated by ordinary swords. Only the benevolent divine weapon, which once ranked second in the divine sword spectrum, can have such a sword rhyme.
"It is indeed Zhan Lujian!'
After sighing, the middle-aged man took Zhanlu back into its sheath and handed it to Yang Qingyuan respectfully.
When it returned to Yang Qingyuan's hands, it was still in its sheath, and there was a clear sword cry, seeming to be happy to be back in the hands of its owner.
"Zhanlu recognizes his master?!'
The middle-aged man was once again shocked. It was already rare to find a magic weapon that had been lost for many years. The official of the Zhou court in front of him was actually recognized by Zhan Lu as his master.
However, this also made the middle-aged man let down his guard against Yang Qingyuan.
The divine sword has a spirit and automatically chooses its master.
Zhanlu is the sword of benevolence, so his sword master must not be a treacherous person.
"I wonder if you have anything to ask your Excellency?!'
The middle-aged man changed his attitude just now
"I don't know if I can take you to your residence. I won't be able to tell for a while!"
The middle-aged man agreed after a slight hesitation.
"Wangshu!" Yang Qingyuan called Wangshu who had been following him. When Liu Wangshu appeared, the middle-aged man stared at her, no, I should say staring at the ancient sword in her hand!
It was like seeing a peerless beauty.
However, having said that, Liu Wangshu herself is a beautiful woman who has conquered the country, but in the eyes of middle-aged people, she is not as beautiful as the Fuyao Sword in her hand.
Then the middle-aged man came and took Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu towards the depths of Jishan Mountain. Although Yang Qingyuan was not a social cow, he could have a happy chat with any normal person if he wanted to.
From the exchange, Yang Qingyuan learned that this middle-aged man named Ou Zhao was not only a warrior in the Yuanhua realm, but also a swordsmith of the Guyue tribe.
No wonder Yang Qingyuan saw that his right arm was much thicker than his left arm. It must have been made by swinging a hammer over many years.
This middle-aged man liked famous swords, so Yang Qingyuan chatted with him about swords.
"Brother Ou, I still have an ancient sword in my hand. It is the famous sword Tianwen in ancient times. It was once the sword of the former Qin Shihuang! The blade is so sharp that it can cut through gold and jade.
"Tianwen, I once heard my master say that it was a divine sword made in the land of Jingchu. It is different from the sword-making method of our ancient Yue people. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see it!" The middle-aged man said here! , I couldn’t help but feel a pity.
For a swordsmith like him, tasting a famous sword is like a drunkard encountering a century-old wine, or a martial artist encountering a peerless magic skill.
"If Brother Ou doesn't give up, you can come to the capital to find me in your spare time. When the time comes, I can lend Brother Ou this sword for a look!" From the simple exchange, Yang Qingyuan could almost conclude that this man is a master of sword-making skills. A master swordsmith.
Yang Qingyuan admires talents with special skills like this the most.
For example, Yu Xuxing Cui Keqin is now the resident alchemist of Dali Temple because of Yaya.
With her in charge of Dali Temple, all kinds of elixirs are available in Dali Temple, and the casualty rate of Dali Temple's field service has also been greatly reduced.
If you can refine medicine, wouldn't it be better if you have someone who can refine swords?
As the high-end combat power of Dali Temple increases, the demand for high-quality weapons exceeds supply.
We can't always let these people use standard weapons!
The two chatted all the way and came to a smooth stone wall.
At first glance, Yang Qingyuan thought it was an ordinary stone wall, but after careful observation, he discovered that there were small fine lines on the stone wall.
Ou Zhao walked up to the stone wall and knocked seven times on one place regularly, and the stone door suddenly opened.
"Brother Yang, Miss Liu, please!'
The three of them entered the stone wall, "This mechanism has a bit of the Mo family's handiwork!"
Yang Qingyuan said casually.
When Ou Zhao heard this, he immediately explained, "Brother Yang really has a good eye! This is indeed the handiwork of the ancient Mohist machine master!" I don't know if it is because Yang Qingyuan is the master of Zhanlu Sword, so Ou Zhao doesn't have much regard for it. He was extremely defensive and always answered Yang Qingyuan's questions.
The group of people walked in the middle of the mountain for a long time.
At first he was extremely narrow, but only then did he understand people. After walking hundreds of steps, I suddenly became enlightened.
When the three of them walked out of the stone wall, a paradise appeared in the eyes of Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu.
The land is flat and vast, with well-groomed houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees, and bamboos. Traffic on the street, chickens and dogs hearing each other, yellow hair hanging down, and enjoying themselves.
"Oh, Uncle Ou?! You're back!. Oh! Who are these two?'
A girl immediately waved her hands to say hello when she saw Ou Zhao, but she stopped waving when she saw Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu beside him.
The Guyue people are in a semi-secluded state. Although they are not completely cut off from the outside world, they can still come to this Guyue secluded place, and most of them are acquaintances.
But she had never seen Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu at all.
"These two are my guests. I want to take them to see my master!"
Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed Ou Zhao and watched him greet him all the way. Yang Qingyuan also smiled and nodded, but Liu Meizi's expression seemed a little stiff.
The two followed Ou Zhao to a wooden house by the river. Various swords were hung outside the wooden house. There was also a huge rotating waterwheel above the river, which continuously provided power and clean water to the wooden house.
The sound of blacksmithing could be heard from time to time in the wooden house.
"Master, there is a guest who wants to see you!'
Ou Zhao did not go in directly, but stood outside the wooden house and shouted.
"Let them wait!" The sound of blacksmithing in the room stopped, but after the people in the room finished speaking, the sound of blacksmithing started again.
rise.
Ou Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Brother Yang, I'm sorry! That's how my master is! Once he starts making swords, he can't stop!" "It's okay, it's understandable that you become a fan of swords because you respect your master!"
Although Ou Zhao's master didn't want to see him, Yang Qingyuan had a way to get him out.
"Wangshu, draw your sword!"
'Keng!'
"Zheng!'
Zhanlu and Fuyao unsheathed their swords, and with the sound of unsheathing, the two sword intents soared up into the sky!
At the same time, the sound of blacksmithing in the house also stopped.
After a few breaths, an old man with a white beard rushed out of the cabin, shouting, "Where's the sword?! Where's the sword?!'
Then, the old man saw the long sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand, which was completely black and had no sharp edge but was kind and kind. His eyes were full of obsession.
Yang Qingyuan flicked his wrist, and the sword fell into the old man's hand!
"The hero of hardware is the essence of the sun. When he comes out, there is spirit, and when he obeys, there is power. He is like the way of heaven, supervising the world!"
The old man held Zhan Lu and murmured to himself, "That's right! That's it, the Zhan Lu sword! I never thought that I would still be able to see this lost and peerless sword in my lifetime.'
After holding Qilu and looking at it for a long time, the old man noticed the Fuyao in Liu Wangshu's hand.
The old man carefully held Zhan Lu and walked to Liu Wangshu, "Excuse me, please lend me the sword and take a look!"
The eyes were full of the famous sword Fuyao, but Liu Wangshu was not there at all.
Liu Wangshu was not a stingy person, so he handed the Fuyao Sword to the old man.
Fuyao is different from Zhanlu, but it is a famous sword in the former Tang Dynasty.
The big roc climbs up with the wings of the wind, and the flying rainbow flies straight up to the world.
It seems difficult to kill Peng Tuan with a smile.
Although the famous sword Fuyao is not as good as ancient magic weapons like Zhan Lu, it is still a rare magic sword.
After tasting for a long time, the old man with a white beard reluctantly returned Fuyao and Zhanlu to Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu, then sorted out the descriptions and bowed to Yang Qingyuan.
"The ancient Yue people and the contemporary Ouye have met two of them!'
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