"Sir, it's night, go back to your house and rest."
The door opened and Huang He came out and whispered advice.
The shadow in the depths of Ji Ping'an's eyes suddenly faded away, and the trace of Dao charm that was inadvertently leaked also dissipated.
"Okay." He stood up, stretched lazily, and then said casually: "You can go out later and do a small errand for me."
Huang He moved the wicker chair into the inner hall, first said "yes", and then asked curiously: "Or are you spreading the news?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said: "Send a letter for me to Yu Yu, the saint of the state religion. Just tell her that it's her turn to fulfill her promise."
Huang He was stunned, remembering the scene of the saint leaving Ji Ping'an's residence, and his eyes became strange.
So, the saint really has something to do with the young master, right... What does it mean to fulfill a promise?
While thinking about it, Ji Ping'an went back to the house and wrote a letter, sealed it with fire paint, handed it to him, and warned: "After two sticks of incense, remember to leave through the north gate."
Huang He was confused, but still stuffed the envelope into his arms honestly and wrote down carefully: "Yes."
I murmured in my heart: The young master has been very mysterious recently. When sending a letter, he has to specify the time and which door to go through.
What he didn't know was that in Ji Ping'an's divination results, this path was "good", which could ensure that he could successfully deliver the letter without being noticed.
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Qingyun Palace, Silent Garden.
When night fell over this cold and secluded house, Yu Yu walked across the hanging flower door holding a lantern in his left hand and a food box in his right hand.
Although Xin Yaoguang had reached the realm of fasting early, he had not yet given up his appetite. Occasionally, when he was greedy, he would send his disciples to bring it.
"Master," the petite saint wearing a red and white robe sat on her knees and said with a smile on her face like white porcelain:
"I heard that the peach blossoms in the divine capital have been blooming most beautifully these past two days. The literati group also held a spring outing poetry party, which was quite lively."
Xin Yaoguang sat cross-legged in front of the desk, her feathers spread like lotus leaves on the ground. She finished writing the last stroke with the hand holding the penholder, put it aside, turned her head, and her slender red phoenix eyes were filled with smiles:
"Want to go out and play?"
Yu Yu came over coquettishly, held up a pink fist and gave his master a shoulder squeeze, saying flatteringly: "No, I hope you don't tell me that enlightenment can also be achieved by becoming an ordinary person. I just want to become an ordinary person..."
As a saint, she has intensive homework and rarely has the opportunity to go out and have fun.
Xin Yaoguang put on a serious face and reprimanded: "With your little cultivation, you still want to transform into a mortal?"
Yu Yu curled his lips in grievance. At this time, there were footsteps approaching from outside:
"Reporting to the headmaster, Qintian Supervisor Si Chenhuanghe arrived and said that he had a letter to be delivered to the saint."
letter?
Xin Yaoguang glanced at his disciple suspiciously and grabbed him from the air.
Suddenly, a letter passed through the door and appeared in her hand. The female headmaster lowered her eyes and handed it to the equally confused saint.
Yu Yu tore off the paint, swept it around, and said in surprise: "It was sent by Ji Ping'an. He asked me to meet him tomorrow and asked me to help him with anything."
about?
Xin Yaoguang captured this word keenly: "When did you become so close to him?"
Yu Yu said angrily: "No. Last time I went to ask him about Liyang Zhenren. When I left, as a thank you, I casually said that I owed him a favor. This person actually took it seriously."
Well... she wouldn't say that it was Ji Ping'an who said, "Others have helped you, shouldn't you repay her?" and she made the promise with a dark face.
Xin Yaoguang said seriously: "Since it is a promise, you should abide by it. Since you are a saint, don't you know that our Taoist sect values cause and effect? I will allow you a day off tomorrow to return the favor."
"Oh." Yu Yu looked reluctant, but in fact he was excited: he could go out to play in a legitimate manner.
…
The next morning.
After breakfast, Huang He picked up his books and prepared to go to Four Seasons Pavilion for class.
Ji Ping'an did not follow, saying he would not go in the morning.
As a top student with top-notch grades in astronomy and astrology, and an instant mastery of picking flowers and flying leaves, skipping classes was a privilege.
Huang He was not surprised, but on a whim before leaving, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you okay?"
This sentence is a bit abrupt and has no beginning or end, but perhaps it is because after becoming a star officer, his sixth sense has been strengthened. Huang He felt inexplicably worried, always feeling that something might happen today.
Ji Ping'an was lying on a wicker chair, holding a book in his hand. He smiled and cursed: "It's okay. You concentrate on your practice."
Huang He nodded hesitantly and rushed straight to Muyuan. It had become a habit to obey the young master's instructions and not inquire at the same time.
When the courtyard door closed, Ji Ping'an showed a somewhat thoughtful look. According to his deduction, he would face a crisis today... Well, how would it arrive? He was somewhat looking forward to it.
Ji Pingan put down the book and closed his eyes to take a nap. The peach tree in full bloom above his head was particularly beautiful.
No one noticed that his fingers on the armrest were tapping lightly and irregularly.
However, if there is a warlord-level star officer present, he will be extremely surprised. In the Qi-nourishing realm, it is almost impossible to divine the stars and deduce the secrets of the sky without the help of an astrolabe... This is almost impossible.
Time passes gradually.
Suddenly, his tapping on the armrest stopped.
The next moment, the courtyard door was knocked, and a strange Dian Zhong walked in respectfully and said: "Ji Sichen, Mr. Xu Jianhou ordered you to go to Baidi to get a resource."
Baidi... is a river embankment on a tributary of the Hun River in the capital city, and is relatively well-known.
In Qintian Prison, each academy receives supplies from outside, and indeed regularly orders disciples to carry out the tasks.
Ji Ping'an took the warrant and after confirming the mark on it, he thought with some disappointment: There is nothing new after all.
"Okay, I'll go right away." He smiled brightly.
…
Wooden courtyard, somewhere in an attic.
An incense burner was placed in the center of the room, with an elixir suspended inside. The illusory flames burned and emitted a dense aura of elixir, covering the surrounding area.
Wearing a dark green official robe and with fluttering eyelashes on an oval face, Xu Xiurong sat cross-legged and meditated, absorbing the power of medicine to heal his injuries.
Suddenly, her heart palpitated, and the warning from the stars forced her to wake up from her meditation.
"Why are you suddenly uneasy? Could it be that something happened again in the hospital?" Xu Xiurong opened his eyes, feeling the warning signs in the dark, and couldn't sit still.
She spread her bare hands, and a hexagonal astrolabe appeared, with complex star maps twinkling and connected.
In an instant, she completed a horoscope, and the result was a bad sign, but she could not trace the source of the sense of crisis.
Xu Xiurong frowned. With her "sitting in the well" realm, the success rate of divination is not low. Although she sometimes fails, she usually doesn't get nothing.
Unless... the incident involved is of a higher level, or someone intervenes.
Thinking of this, Xu Xiurong did not dare to delay, and turned into a patch of light and disappeared, appearing in the Four Seasons Pavilion.
"Master? Why did you get out of seclusion?" A group of people were in class and looked surprised when they saw her arriving.
Xu Xiurong glanced at everyone: "Did something happen in the courtyard?"
The middle-aged Si Li shook his head: "Nothing unusual."
"Where is Ji Ping'an? Why aren't you here?" Xu Xiurong calmed down after hearing this, and suddenly realized that someone was missing.
Huang He explained: "Young Master is resting at his residence..."
He was a little embarrassed, feeling as if the principal came to inspect the class and he felt ashamed and nervous to cover up for the classmates who skipped class.
Not there... Xu Xiurong's heart skipped a beat. Without saying a word, he turned into starlight and escaped, appearing outside Qinglian Xiaozhu not long after.
She pushed open the courtyard door and saw that the elegant courtyard was empty, and there was no one on the wicker chairs under the peach tree.
At this moment, the anxiety in her heart became more intense. Xu Xiurong took a deep breath, turned around and flashed in front of a nearby Diangu who was sweeping the street: "Do you know where Ji Ping'an went?"
Diangu was startled and said hurriedly: "I have seen the prison prince before."
"Let me ask you, did you see where Ji Ping'an went?" Xu Xiurong's voice was cold.
Diangu said hurriedly: "Ji Sichen seems to have gone out, oh, by the way. When he left, the villain asked, and he said to get your warrant and go to God to get some things. He has been gone for a long time."
Boom——It was like thunder in Xu Xiurong’s mind.
A chill surged into my heart, my hanging fingers clenched tightly, and my voice involuntarily became higher and sharper:
"What did you say?!"
…
…
In the city of Shendu, near Baidi.
"Where is that guy? I can't find this saint." Yu Yu muttered while standing in an alley.
In order not to attract attention, she did not wear the iconic red and white robe today. She also considered that her good looks would easily attract libertines.
I deliberately changed into an ordinary skirt and covered my face with black gauze.
Looking at it suddenly, there is no difference between the countless girls enjoying spring outing on the river bank.
Just as she was muttering and preparing to cast a spell to find someone, a figure wearing a bamboo hat crossed the crowd and walked over.
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