Yu Yu was so proud that he put his hands on his hips and did not immediately reply to the inquiry. Instead, he said briefly:
"hungry."
This is what you are capable of, and you are even more confident... Ji Ping'an smiled and said to Huang He:
"You haven't made dinner yet. Let's go buy some from the restaurant on Front Street."
Huang He said "Yes" and went directly. Mu Yaoyao was suddenly in a dilemma, her little brows furrowed, not knowing whether to continue eating melons or save her stomach for delicious food.
Not long after, Huang He returned with a food box, and the four of them laid out wine and food in the courtyard. Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"You can talk now."
Yu Yu snorted and raised the corners of his mouth.
Exquisitely pink and white, with a reserved look on her palm-sized face, she could only accept it:
"Although the food and wine are a bit poor, I still paid attention to waiting for you, so I will share a few things with you."
She wasn't really hungry or greedy.
The Saint mainly cares about one card.
Although the saint's character has been completely lost since she left the capital city, she still has her own calculations in mind:
Among the four, he represents the Taoist sect. If he keeps eating and waiting to die, wouldn't it be an insult to the sect?
So, she actually wanted to say it so much that she had been holding it back all the way.
On the way back, Ji Pingan was in a state of shock and admiration after hearing the information he provided. He was inexplicably shocked.
He even bowed to her, bowed his head, and let this stinky Death Star officer kneel under his pomegranate skirt...
Well, forget it under the skirt, I feel like I will be taken advantage of.
At the dinner table, Qin Tianjian and the other three looked at each other speechlessly as the girl in pink skirt looked silly and immersed in her own fantasy world.
Ji Ping'an suddenly felt a headache and thought about how this melon-skinned woman didn't look as smart as a foodie.
He coughed lightly: "Well, are you going to say it or not?"
Yu Yu then pulled away from his fantasy and returned to reality. He glanced at the annoying Xingguan displeasedly, said "ha" and said lightly:
"This information is of great importance and involves the largest clan in the south of the Yangtze River, the Yuhang Pei family. Please listen carefully."
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao were sitting at attention, looking like they were about to eat a big melon.
"..." Ji Pingan was silent for a moment, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Just listen to Yu Yu's mysterious face:
"After many inquiries by this holy lady, I found out that something happened to Mr. Pei. I have been blocking the information these days. But today, I invited a group of famous hexagram masters in the city to go to the house and stayed for almost two hours. Release it. There is definitely something big going on here! I think it is very likely to be related to what we are investigating, otherwise with the power of the Pei family, how could it be like this? "
hiss……
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao were shocked when they suddenly ate the big melon, and they sincerely believed that it was indeed an important clue.
In comparison, the two of them investigated in the city and obtained information that was fragmented and difficult to distinguish between true and false, which was really not worth mentioning.
Yu Yuzhi was very proud and psychologically satisfied. He looked at Ji Ping'an with an expression of "Come and praise me", but he did not see the shocked expression as expected.
Instead, he encountered a line of sight with an unclear meaning.
Then he frowned and said displeasedly: "What's that look in your eyes?"
Ji Ping'an put down his chopsticks and said, "The eyes that care about the little cutie."
Little cutie... Yu Yu had goosebumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end. At the same time, his face turned slightly red and he spat:
"Oh, stop saying such unflattering flattery. This saint will not accept this."
"..."
Ji Ping'an sighed and said helplessly:
"Other than that, what else did you find out?"
Yu Yu was unhappy:
"Isn't this alone exciting enough? Next, we only need to try to investigate the Pei family, or start with those hexagram masters, and we can..."
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"Something happened to the Pei family. First, the eldest son of the Pei family was injured outside and sent back a letter for help. Then the head of the Pei family rushed to go there, but disappeared mysteriously..."
He described the events in a concise and concise tone.
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao were greatly shocked when they heard this. The smile on Yu Yu's face froze, and his rosy face gradually lost its color.
At the end, he exclaimed: "Where did you know... No, you are making it up..."
She couldn't accept that the top-secret information she had worked so hard to find out was just superficial and was ruthlessly crushed by Ji Ping'an.
Ji Ping'an's face was expressionless: "Have you forgotten that I am also a divination master? I am the only one who went to Pei's today."
Ga.
The atmosphere became tense. Huang He and Mu Yaoyao screamed in their hearts, looking like they were full after eating melon. At the same time, they turned their heads and looked at the saint with connotative eyes.
Wearing a light pink skirt, Yu Yu's appearance has been slightly adjusted, but his appearance is still outstanding. He is motionless, like a character sketch in an anime that has lost its color. His delicate little hands on his knees are clenching the corners of his clothes tightly. In his boots, his ten toes are suddenly curled up. , I have the urge to dig out a big house with three entrances.
Especially thinking about how just now, I was still boasting proudly in front of Ji Ping'an, feeling ashamed and angry.
After a few months, the drama queen once again experienced the taste of social death.
But she was Yu Yu after all. She straightened her waist almost instinctively, with a cold face and an arrogant temperament. She folded her hands on her lower abdomen, said a faint "oh", and switched to the persona of "the saint of the state religion" on the spot.
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao were amazed at the sight and felt inferior to themselves.
Ji Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry. Things that were originally serious suddenly became funny.
He shook his head, took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere, and pretended that nothing happened just now:
"That's probably what happened. I suspect that the eldest son of the Pei family may be a reborn person. Of course, this is just a guess, and I don't know where to find him at the moment. Next, the main thing is to wait and see what happens. The Pei family is here Yuhang has been in business for hundreds of years, so don’t underestimate the rich heritage. Once they have an investigation direction, the power they can mobilize is far greater than the four of us."
Huang He, who had high emotional intelligence, nodded without looking at the saint, and said seriously:
"Young master, what you mean is that we only need to observe Pei's movements next? Don't we need to try to investigate?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"No need. My idea is that if you stay dormant for a few days and stop investigating, even the Saintess can find out about Pei's information, which means that it has entered the field of vision of many forces. At this time, if we get together, it will be too conspicuous. Skilled fishermen... always mix up the water in the pond, wait and see from the shore, and wait for the right opportunity before taking action."
Huang He expressed that he had been taught, while Mu Yaoyao put on her pink cheeks, looked at stars, and acted in a state of worship.
——This is a sure-kill skill that she has mastered without any teacher. Every time she treats her master like this, Xu Xiurong will be in a good mood.
Ji Ping'an was immediately in a good mood. Which man could refuse to be worshiped by a cute and cute girl after some pretense?
You can still be human after living for thousands of years...
Then, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao also shared the information they had obtained, but it was indeed scattered, chaotic and unsystematic, and it took time to distinguish the true from the false.
Without a medium, Ji Ping'an couldn't even use astrology to screen for valuable information.
But it was not all without gain. For example, Huang He mentioned that he learned about a bizarre case of sudden death in a dream... If it was just a sudden death, it would not be unusual.
Yuhang City has a population of one million. How could someone not die one day?
The key point is that the Demon Slaying Department in the city sent people to inquire and check the body. Although they left after that, it was able to alert this special department, which shows that it is not simple.
Ji Pingan was thoughtful, had a simple dinner, asked not to disturb him in the name of meditation, and returned to the house.
Mu Yaoyao held the plate and licked it with her little tongue, her mouth full of oil. She turned to look at the reserved, cold and arrogant saint beside her:
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"I'm full." Yu Yu stood up gracefully, waved her sleeves, turned around and entered her room. When the door closed, she threw herself on the bed with a shovel and rolled around in shame:
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
…
At the same time, Ji Ping'an, who returned to the bedroom, did not light a lamp. He only used the dim light of the lantern outside the window to sit cross-legged and meditate. He pulled out the Taoist sutra from his arms and shook it gently.
"Peng!"
A water-soaked, dark and rusty metal box fell to the ground. The lid opened on its own, revealing a square metal block that reflected light blue light.
Ji Ping'an fumbled for a while, pulled out a piece of azure crystal and stuffed it into a certain opening. With a clicking sound, the metal block turned over on its own, like a precision instrument, or like the Transformers in the movie.
After dizzying flips and folds, and incomprehensible expansion, in the blink of an eye, a humanoid puppet stood still on the floor.
There was a faint light shining from the two pupils on the face without facial features.
Ji Ping'an took out another piece of drawing paper from the box, entered Lingsu, and threw it forward.
The scroll drawn by the young Zhang Sengyao was wrapped around the metal puppet, and in the blink of an eye, a naked man was fabricated.
When Ji Ping'an threw away his clothes, hat and face towel, he suddenly looked like a real person.
"After so many years, I never thought it could still be used." Ji Pingan stared at the puppet, with nostalgia in his eyes.
With the encouragement of Taoist scriptures, Jiang Jiang came out. Miss Qi Ling was suspended in mid-air, looking at this scene with confusion and said:
"Ancient mechanism art? It is said that there was a sect in Kyushu that was good at mechanism mechanism, but it perished a thousand years ago. Until now, only the relevant creations are left in the treasure houses of major sects. Xin Yaoguang has tried to restore his technology , Dao Menli has been working hard, but there has been little progress."
Ji Ping'an nodded and said:
"This is indeed something left over thousands of years ago. It was accidentally acquired by the real person Liyang. The painting saint Zhang Sengyao customized a 'skin' for it. It is almost the same as a real person. It can be used as an incarnation puppet outside the body, but it is a pity that it can walk The range is limited, and the strength is too low, limited to the Pojiu realm."
During the war between the human and demon clans, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was at its peak, strong men emerged in large numbers, and a puppet who had broken through the ninth realm was of little use.
Therefore, Li Yang found a place to hide it. As a result, with Li Yang's death, he completely disappeared from the light of day.
After reincarnating as a national master, at first because of the distance, and later because of the little use, he didn't use it much after digging it out... Rather than collecting it, it is better to use it as an old thing to commemorate the past.
It wasn't until thirteen years ago, when Ji Ping'an was facing reincarnation again, that he remembered this thing and left it to Pei Wuju for guarding.
but. There is no need to tell Jiang Jiang this background knowledge.
"Protect the law for me." Ji Ping'an just said one sentence, then sat cross-legged on the ground and communicated with the puppet.
After a while, his consciousness connected with it, and the puppet opened the back window, jumped up, climbed over the wall, and disappeared into the vast night.
The Master of Tianji Pavilion said that behind the "curse murder case", there may be clues related to Pei's case, and the specific files are in the hands of the Demon Slayer Division.
Ji Ping'an decided to go there and meet the "Shou of the Night", but considering the strength of the other party's sitting warrior, he chose to use puppets to be on the safe side.
…
…
The same night, Pei's mansion.
Pei Qiuwei stood alone in front of the bedroom window, holding the window sill with both hands, looking at the stars and moon outside in trance.
On her sweet and gentle face, her eyes fell into the air, and in her mind, the scenes she experienced during the day kept flashing back.
From being anxious and asking for a divination master, to asking for a divination with hope together with my mother, to being disappointed.
The direction of the investigation suddenly became clear, and then, my grandfather miraculously woke up from his madness. Later, he even ordered a large amount of food to be delivered, and almost ate a cow.
And all of this has something to do with the hexagram master named "Li Anping" who is about the same age as himself.
"Who are you?" Pei Qiuwei whispered to himself, with infinite curiosity in his heart.
Beyond that, it was exhaustion and relief.
In fact, she was under great pressure these days. On the one hand, she was worried about the whereabouts of her father and eldest brother, and on the other hand, she was worried about the future of her eldest son.
No one knows what will happen to the other uncles such as the second brother, the third brother, etc. if the father and brother do not return.
But relying solely on yourself and your mother is absolutely difficult to support.
Only now has most of that anxiety and pressure been relieved, not only because of the direction of the investigation, but also because of the changes in my grandfather.
As long as her grandfather was still around, she and her mother would have the confidence to face the storm.
When people's nerves are tense, they often don't feel tired. Instead, they feel relieved. The tense nerves are relieved, and the mental fatigue is particularly intense.
Need to be resolved.
"Alas." Pei Qiuwei breathed out softly, closed the window, gently untied his robe, and climbed onto the bed with hanging curtains wearing only silk pajamas.
After placing a soft pillow against her waist, she raised her green fingers, pulled out a volume of Romance Stories from the stack of Imperial Master's Anthology beside the pillow, and read through it by candlelight.
As the most talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River, outsiders only know that she has an elegant temperament and is rich in poetry. However, they don't know that talented women are also keen to watch folk romances.
At this time, her slit eyes were facing the candlelight, and her eyes were staring at the rows of vulgar words on the inferior paper. When she read the emotional parts, she would stay for a long time on some illustration pages in the book, her breathing gradually became rapid, her earlobes and cheeks turned red, The legs twisted and rubbed, and the right hand slipped into the clothes on its own...
"Boom!" A sudden knock on the door sounded, and Li Xiangjun's gentle voice came from outside:
"Daughter, are you asleep?"
Pei Qiuwei was startled and hurriedly closed the clothes in his hands and stuffed them under the mattress. Then he straightened his clothes and said softly without getting out of bed:
"Mom...not yet, is anything wrong?"
The door creaks open.
Wearing a light purple dress and wearing a golden bow, the charming and beautiful woman slowly walked in. Then she glanced at her daughter, who was sitting on the bed with disheveled hair, and was startled:
"Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"
Pei Qiuwei's mouth twitched and he said, "The weather is too hot."
"Why don't you open the window when it's so hot..." Li Xiangjun muttered, without thinking much, he moved lightly, walked to the bed and sat down, smiling:
"I have good news for you."
Pei Qiuwei was surprised: "What good news?"
Li Xiangjun said: "Just now, my subordinates sent word that an old Si Li has just arrived in Yin Yang Academy. He may be sent by the Heavenly Supervisor of the Divine Capital."
Pei Qiuwei's eyes lit up: "Seriously? If that's the case, maybe you can ask him to do astrology."
Contrary to Ji Ping'an's guess, Pei had tried to seek help from the Sanqing Temple and Yin Yang Academy before, but none of them worked.
Now that I unexpectedly learned that a "Si Li" level star officer had arrived, I was naturally overjoyed.
After all, the star officer of this level has a higher probability of astrology than the "supervisor" of Yin Yang Academy. Now that he has an idea for investigating the case, Pei can pay a lot of money to hire someone to come over and get clues through divination.
Li Xiangjun said "Yes", and the beautiful woman's round and round cheeks were also filled with joy. She had not thought about tea or food these past few days, and she looked haggard.
But who would have thought that today there would be a series of happy events coming to the door. Not only did the old family master wake up, but he also had hope of finding his husband and eldest son.
Suddenly she was radiant.
"Tomorrow, I will personally go to Yin Yang Academy to ask the old god to take action." Li Xiangjun raised his hand and stroked his daughter's hand to express comfort:
"You don't have to worry about that anymore."
Pei Qiuwei's face was filled with joy, but she felt ashamed in her heart... She wasn't that "worried" just now...
Li Xiangjun suddenly let out a sigh and looked at his daughter's hand: "Why is it so sticky..."
? ! !
Pei Qiuwei suddenly withdrew his right hand and said with a slight panic: "Oh, it was hot just now, so I took a drink of water and accidentally spilled it."
"Really..." Li Xiangjun looked suspicious, glanced at the neatly arranged tea sets on the table, his beautiful eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, and stood up without saying anything.
"Then you can rest for now. I won't disturb you anymore."
Pei Qiuwei forced a smile.
After closing the door, Li Xiangjun took a deep look at his daughter's shadow reflected on the window paper, sighed softly, and muttered:
"It's time to get married a long time ago..."
Over the years, matchmakers have crossed the threshold of the Pei family, but Pei Qiuwei has a very high vision and has a good status in the house, so she has been holding off. In order to avoid trouble, she even announced in public that anyone who wants to propose marriage must not marry her. To surpass her in talent and learning may make up for the weak teachers in the world.
Li Xiangjun is an enlightened mistress and does not want to push her too hard, but as a mother, how can she not be anxious?
Shaking her head at this time, the beautiful woman turned around and walked along the corridor back to her bedroom. When she closed the door, a strong feeling of fatigue surged into her heart as her nerves were soothed.
Need to be resolved.
Li Xiangjun pulled off her long skirt. Her plump body was as white as a fat koi carp. She slipped into the bed and turned to look at the empty pillow next to her. She sighed softly and reached out to grab a smooth jade pestle from under the mattress.
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same night.
At the entrance of the Yamen of the Demon Slayer Division, two lanterns are bright and eye-catching.
In the backyard of the Yamen, in the entrance of a magnificent hall, Ye Hongling was hunched over his desk, reading the files intently.
The female warrior's cloak was hung on the wall, and she was only wearing a brocade official robe. Her long boots were pressed against the ground, and her black gold scabbard was placed sideways, ready to be pulled out at any time.
The black gauze wings on the top of the head hang the green silk in it, revealing the smooth forehead.
A pair of sharp sword eyebrows adds a hint of solemnity to the beautiful face.
"Tons." Putting down the file, Ye Hongling raised her hand to pick up the tea cup on the table, raised her neck, rolled her throat, and drank the cold tea.
In midsummer, the heat of the sun remains in the air even at night, making it seem a bit stuffy.
However, what really made her chest tight was not the weather, but the cases recorded in the files.
"It's thirty-eight." Ye Hongling murmured softly, with anxiety and anger in her eyes:
"Thirty-eight people died in a row, and all of them died suddenly. What spell did the other party use? What method? Why is there no record in the case file?"
Ye Hongling racked her brains to think, but Wufu Path was good at being confrontational, and lacked checks and balances and understanding of this weird method.
"Can we only go to the Taoist priests of Sanqing Temple to ask?" She was shaken.
According to the general process, when it comes to strange cases and the Demon Slayer Division lacks ideas, they will often ask Taoist sects and schools for help.
But a few days ago, the prefect of Yuhang came to her and read out the decree passed down in the city of Shendu, requiring her to investigate the relevant cases on her own. Unless it was an extreme emergency, she should not be leaked to the Taoist sect or the academy.
As a military attaché of the imperial court and the head of a division, Ye Hongling agreed despite not knowing the reason.
But seeing the death toll rising, she couldn't sleep at night.
If we continue to suppress the news according to the decree, but still fail to make a breakthrough, won't we just witness the monsters causing chaos and the people dying miserably, without being able to do anything about it?
But if you are looking for Sanqing Temple, let alone whether the other party can help, you can't hide this matter from the government office.
When the prefect comes to intervene, the case may not be solved, but may cause new troubles.
"It would be great if that expert could take action again."
When Ye Hongling was irritable, this idea suddenly popped into her mind.
The last case that troubled her ended with a mysterious strong man taking action and killing the leader of the Four Saints Church with thunderous means.
Last night, after she rushed to Dongcheng to clean up the battlefield, she also tried to investigate and find the other party today, but there was no clue.
Of course, the time was too short, after all, only one day had passed.
"What are you thinking about? It seems like you've lost your mind." Ye Hongling shook her head and laughed, feeling that she had lost her mind because of the heat and hoped that the mysterious expert would help her solve the case again.
In addition, although this person killed the leader of the Four Holy Cults, he did a good deed.
But Ye Hongling was not naive enough to think that he was a good person who acted chivalrously and righteously.
The greater possibility is that it is just a struggle between some forces hidden under the water. Whether the master is an enemy or a friend, I really can't tell.
At this moment, Ye Hongling's delicate ears suddenly moved, and she suddenly turned her head, her eyes flashing like lightning:
"who?!"
While speaking, she grasped the hand hanging by her side, and with a "clang" sound, the black gold sword unsheathed itself and was handed to her hand.
The female martial artist opened the door, raised her head, and looked at a figure on the roof of a certain building in the dark night ahead who was quickly turning around to escape. She narrowed her eyes and exhaled in a deep voice:
"Come, please keep the document. I will come back as soon as I go!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Hongling's figure flew up like a wild goose, mastered Qinggong, and disappeared into the dark night, leaving only a group of officers on duty with knives on guard to prevent the tiger from leaving the mountain.
…
As a result, two extremely fast black shadows appeared in Yuhang City at night.
The two chased and then fled, without even touching the ground. They often leaped more than ten feet in one leap, stepping on the roof tiles of houses, just like scenes from martial arts movies.
As the wind and lightning flew by, Ye Hongling was secretly surprised, surprised by the martial arts in front of her.
She clearly sensed that the other party should be weaker than her, but the body method was extremely strange, as erratic as smoke.
Of course, there is another very important factor, that is, with her rich experience, Ye Hongling is keenly aware that the other party is not hostile. Before, it seemed that he was deliberately exposing himself to attract her out.
Considering that there is no top-secret information in the archives, it is necessary to sacrifice at least one martial artist who has broken through the Nine Realms to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
She tends to think that the other person wants to talk to her alone.
Otherwise, with Ye Hongling's cultivation level, if she really attacks with all her strength, she is confident that she can kill him to the ground.
With a certain tacit understanding between the two parties, the two of them passed through the relatively crowded urban area like smoke, and finally arrived at a secluded section of the Qinhuai River.
The mysterious warrior began to slow down, landed lightly on an arch bridge, turned around and looked behind him.
"You are indeed waiting for me."
Ye Hongling narrowed her eyes and Wufu's consciousness spread, not noticing the ambush. She even vaguely saw the face of a strange young man through the other party's veil.
do not know.
Ye Hongling tapped her boots on the ground and also landed on the bridge, keeping a few feet away from the other party. The black gold sword in her right hand dropped, and her eyes were like lightning:
"Why did you visit the Demon Slayer Division late at night?"
It's very direct... I like to get straight to the point... Ji Ping'an looked at the female chief executive through the puppet's eyes, slightly surprised by her age and appearance.
However, the Zhou Dynasty was certainly not a paper tiger if it was able to sit firmly in the Central Plains.
In the city of Shendu, they appear weak against the suppression of Daomen, but that is just because their top-level combat power is not as good as that of Daomen. In fact, when it comes to mid-level combat power, the Great Zhou Dynasty is the most powerful one.
It's just that the territory that needs to be guarded is too large, so the force is severely dispersed, giving people the impression that it is not very good.
But as one of the "founders" who created this dynasty with his own hands, how could Ji Ping'an not know the background of the imperial court?
Therefore, it is not surprising that the Demon Slayer Division can capture such a martial arts genius.
"Oh, I have always heard that the leader of Yesi is a sharp swordsman and good-looking. When I see him today, he is well-deserved for his reputation."
Ji Ping'an said "Hey" in a slightly hoarse voice, and deliberately stared at the female warrior's figure with undisguised eyes, especially lingering on key parts.
This is the persona he created for his puppet.
Use this to separate yourself from the public identity of Li Anping, the hexagram master of "Yijingzhai", to avoid trouble.
Moreover, this kind of personality is more in line with the stereotype of a "charlatan".
Sure enough, facing Ji Pingan's rough inspection, Ye Hongling frowned slightly and her eyes became a little cold:
"If you brought me here just for these nonsense, then why not go back to the Demon Slayer Division's dungeon with me for the first time and show you slowly."
She bit the last word "look" very hard.
Ji Ping'an laughed, as if he didn't care. The next second, he faced Ye Hongling's knife-like gaze, raised his right hand, and gently shook a talisman held between his fingertips.
Immediately, a cluster of red flames spurted out, drawing a straight red line in the night.
Feeling the familiar spiritual fluctuations, Ye Hongling's expression changed slightly and she lost her voice:
"It's you!"
After a pause, she leaned forward, her chest heaving, and the fingers holding the handle of the knife turned slightly white:
"The master who destroyed the entrance to the Four Saints Church is you?!"
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