After the man in white disappeared, Wang Qi'an turned to Cheng Ziyan and said: "By the way, I have one more thing to ask the girl. I wonder if the girl has ever heard of the Yelang Kingdom Armory?" Seeing Chu Lianyao, Wang Qi'an remembered the story of Tianshu Palace Wen Zhiyan Conversation with Shen Ruiting.
"Of course Yelang Kingdom has heard of it? But this is the first time I heard about the armory. I wonder why you ask this?" Cheng Ziyan asked doubtfully.
"Girl, do you still remember that last time the Lingnan Gang's subordinates said that they dealt with you because they wanted to use you to blackmail your master in exchange for a map? I guess it may have something to do with the Yelang Kingdom's armory." Wang Qi'an explained.
"The current situation in Prince Xing's Palace is complicated. Many forces are coveting this picture. I'm afraid they will take action against the girl. You should be careful when entering and exiting." He continued.
"You don't need to worry about my safety, just take care of yourself. I'm leaving!" Cheng Ziyan opened the window and left without looking back, leaving Wang Qian, who was stunned for a moment.
Wang Qi'an couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, wondering why her attitude changed so quickly. She was so friendly just now, but suddenly she returned to her cold and arrogant personality.
The next day, as soon as Wang Qi'an got up, Ji Wurui came to the door.
"I came over immediately after I got the news. According to your description, I have found something suspicious in the two major spice shops in the city." Ji Wurui said.
"Piaoxiangfang is located outside the Daguanguiren District in the west of the city. It has its own spice workshop. It only produces three kinds of incense. It is only supplied to the homes of non-officials and rich people, and it needs to be booked at least three months in advance. The spices it produces are not available. It is sold to other spice shops, so there is no circulation in the market. It is difficult to get a sample for you to identify, so you can only take the opportunity to go into the workshop to have a look." Ji Wurui added.
"The other Piaoxiang Pavilion is the largest spice sales store in Xingwangfu. It is located in the bustling commercial area in the south of the city. Contrary to Piaoxiangfang, it does not have its own workshop and does not produce spices. Instead, it collects high-quality spices from all over the country. , it is said that the spices it sells are unique to Prince Xing’s Palace, and there are no fewer dignitaries than Piaoxiangfang who like to purchase them." Ji Wurui continued.
"The fragrance left by the murderer that day was a mixture of extremely unique synthetic incense such as tulip, agarwood, storax, lotus, rose, and clove. These exquisite and noble incense have strict requirements on craftsmen's spices and utensils, so the finished product is naturally expensive. , ordinary people and even ordinary official families are simply unable to care." Wang Qi'an said.
"These two spice shops, as Brother Wang said, are only frequented by prominent families and powerful courtiers! I have sent people to the two places to collect samples, and I have heard back today." Ji Wurui said.
"That's great. Brother Lao Ji is here to help with my little brother's affairs. I'm so grateful!" Wang Qi'an thanked him excitedly.
"The Mosasaur Gang is searching for traces of my little brother everywhere. This place has become a prominent place and is no longer a suitable place to stay. Brother Ji, why don't you go to Qianheng Temple with me, so that I can introduce you to some acquaintances." Wang Qi An told what happened last night when Cheng Ziyan came to warn her.
The two then left Donglai Inn and headed to Qianheng Temple.
Just as they were passing through a dense forest in front of Qianheng Temple, Wang Qi'an suddenly felt a warning sign. Then there was a sudden sound of wind on the left side of the forest, and a spear appeared, attacking Ji Wurui beside him.
The silver spear in Wang Qi'an's hand shot out quickly, and the people rushed forward, with a silver shadow protecting Ji Wurui behind him.
"Ding ding" sounded several times, and Wang Qi'an's silver spear hit the opponent's spear in the middle. The blazing true power of the spear penetrated the opponent's meridians, causing his arm to tremble, and he hurriedly drew the spear and stepped back.
At this time, another mysterious cold force came down from the top of his head, and the strong wind was bone-chilling. Wang Qi'an felt that the surrounding air seemed to be driven by him and pressed towards him, doubling the pressure and making it difficult to breathe.
Wang Qi'an felt that the person's technique seemed familiar, but he had no time to think about it. He turned the energy in his body at will, raised his left hand, and used the "Cross Palm Technique". His true energy burst out and he received the opponent's palm abruptly.
There was a "bang", fists and palms clashed, and the opponent used the strength to spin around. After landing on one foot, he immediately kicked out and secretly attacked Wang Qian's lower body. The kick was extremely vicious.
After being taught the "Ten Directions Palm Technique", my understanding of the secrets of the fist, leg and palm finger techniques is now different from what it used to be.
When Wang Qi'an saw the opponent's foot power coming, he stretched out his legs and stepped on the opponent's instep diagonally. The attacker was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back and was unable to perform subsequent moves that had already been full of energy.
The spear master who was forced back by Wang Qi'an's spear took the opportunity to reorganize his offensive at this moment, and summoned countless spear shadows to attack Wang Qi'an.
"Brother Wang, be careful with your head!" Ji Wurui, who was pushed aside, saw that Wang Qi'an was in danger and could not intervene, so he hurriedly gave a warning.
At this moment, he could clearly see the two people who were sneaking up on him. Both of them had their heads wrapped with black cloth and their faces were only exposed, with fierce hatred flashing in them.
Although the opponent's attack was fierce and tricky, Wang Qi'an's martial arts breakthroughs had been made repeatedly by his encounters in the past few days, so it was not difficult to deal with it.
Having just forced back the enemy who had used Xuanhan Fist to sneak attack, the silver spear retracted and retracted, repeatedly twisting the spear point of Shimao's opponent, making it not only difficult for the opponent to deploy the spear, but also unable to withstand Wang Qi'an's spear and retreating continuously.
At this moment, the master of boxing appeared again. While punching out with both fists, he attacked Wang Qi'an's ears. His right foot changed rapidly and kicked his lower body.
Wang Qi Anxin moved at will, put away the silver spear, hid it behind his back, swung his right palm to block the fists, and then slashed downwards. No matter how the incoming attacker's kicking skills changed, they were all resolved one by one.
"It turns out that Mr. Lou from the Giant Elephant Dojo is here. For some reason, he is covering his head and face and doing dirty things." At this moment, Wang Qi'an finally used the fist and kick skills of the master and thought of Lou Xianzhi, who had fought against him in Yanyu Pavilion. Naturally, he had to avenge his nephew, but he was afraid of being blamed by Prince Wending, so he had no choice but to cover his head and face, and ambush and attack him. However, Ji Wurui's whereabouts were leaked from somewhere, and he was snuck up on him.
The spear master is most likely from the same sect as another young spear master who was with the Viper Gang in Yanyu Pavilion, but I don't know why they helped Lou Xianzhi.
Sure enough, the other party was stunned for a moment and then slowed down his attack, further confirming Wang Qi'an's suspicion.
The two men surrounded and attacked each other more and more urgently. Wang Qi'an's palm movements were agile and he did not lose the slightest advantage. He became more and more proficient in the ten directions palm technique, gradually causing the opponent to lose ground and creating dangers.
The visitor became more and more frightened as he fought. He didn't expect Ji Wurui to have such a master beside him. It seemed that the information he received was inaccurate.
Suddenly one person made a chirping sound, and after a quick attack, the two took advantage of the situation and drifted back, quickly dodging into the dense forest.
