When Ji Ping'an activated the sword technique and erased the traces of the long street, he would not have thought that there would be someone in this city who could guess the origin of the sword technique just by relying on the remaining "meaning" in the air.
After all, Li Yang's time is too long ago, and even old friends from thousands of years ago, except for a few who know him very well, cannot do this.
Nor would he know that he and Wei Huayang had "passed by each other" again.
Wei Huayang's mind wavered, but he could not trace the traces of "Li Yang".
In order to avoid being blocked by others, after confirming that the martial arts temple was not destroyed and briefly glancing at the corpses on the ground, the girl used Taoism to leave.
After she left, various forces hidden in the city also came one after another, but there was no chance to get close because the nearest government inspectors decisively blocked the street.
He also sent someone to notify the Demon Slayer Department and the government office.
However, the first one to arrive was Luan Yu.
"唳——"
In the darkness, an ice-blue pet roared.
It fell under the nervous gazes of a group of police officers, and shrank into a yellow token with a "pop", which was rotated and held by a delicate hand.
Luan Yu, who had bright features and towering breasts, fell to the ground, swept past a group of officials in front of her, and said: "The Beast Control Sect is doing something, if you don't want to die, get out of here."
A group of detectives and patrolmen hesitated. A foolish young man drew his knife and tried to yell, but the old detective next to him slapped the scabbard back and whispered:
"One tael of silver a month, why do you work so hard?"
Luan Yu ignored the group of people and walked majestically into the long street.
Immediately afterwards, an old Taoist with gray hair and a childlike face floated over from a distance. At first, he was far away from here, but in the blink of an eye, he was close. He flicked the whisk and said calmly:
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
This time, a group of subordinate officials learned their lesson and respectfully moved out of the way. The Master of Sanqing Temple nodded with satisfaction:
Children can be taught.
After a while, the thunderous sound of horse hooves in the distance came closer, and the afterimage of the "demon blood horse" appeared under Ye Hongling's seat.
Before the horse arrived, the man jumped up, the horse neighed, and the female warrior lowered her sword with a stern look in her eyes:
"What happened?"
A group of subordinate officials were busy saluting:
"Report to Chief Ye..."
"Forget it, I'll see for myself." Ye Hongling caught a glimpse of two figures in front of her, left a group of government officials behind, and walked into the street.
After seeing the remaining traces of the battle that had been wiped out of the specific atmosphere on the entire long street, the female warrior felt a shiver in her heart.
Based on her experience, she immediately judged that a well-level battle had occurred here not long ago.
"Sir Ye is back?"
At this time, Luan Yu, who had inspected the scene, stood in front of the martial arts temple with his arms crossed and his tone slightly mocking.
When the group of people ran back, she discovered Ye Hongling's existence. As for why he appeared outside Nangong Villa, the three of them knew each other well.
Ye Hongling walked over without saying anything, but took a look at the martial arts temple first. She saw that although the statue had changed, it was not serious, and she finally let go of her heart that had been hanging all the way. She looked at the old Taoist priest:
"What did you find?"
Temple Master Sanqing shook his head and pointed at the corpse on the ground:
"This group of people tried to extract the fortune of the country, but I don't know who stopped them, and they were beheaded here. Judging from this corpse, it seems that they used some kind of magic secret technique before death to increase their strength to the level of sitting in a well, and their body also passed through The transformation of the magic body refining technique..."
The old Taoist priest's face was solemn as he recounted his findings one by one.
However, Ye Hongling gradually became distracted. The viewer's words echoed in her ears, but her mind was already far away:
Being killed in advance again...this familiar operation...could it be the mysterious strong man who killed the remnants of the Four Saints and the eldest son of the Pei family again?
What kind of person is the other party?
The female warrior thought in a daze.
…
The street is red.
The night wind flowed through the long streets and alleys, making the doors and windows rattle. Outside one of the shops hidden by the formation, a lantern swayed gently.
The warm candlelight shines through the crack in the door and casts on the ground, forming a golden line.
Wearing a cheongsam that does not belong to this era, with her hair tied up, Jiang Xiaotang, who is in his thirties and looks iconic, is sitting in a rocking chair behind the brown counter, holding a cigarette bag horizontally in his hand.
The remaining golden mushrooms ignited illusory flames, but the woman stared blankly at the door, distracted.
Until the footsteps approached, a short charlatan walked in. He was covered with a face mask and cupped his hands:
"The shopkeeper has finished investigating."
Jiang Xiaotang finally came to his senses and looked at the latter through the blue smoke with his palm-sized face:
"explain."
The latter reported:
"There is indeed a big battle in the north of the city, which may involve breaking through the ninth level and even cultivators sitting in the well... It's a pity that the officials came too quickly and were unable to investigate carefully. In addition, there were fightings near the Martial Temple in the east, west and south of the city, and one of them was the 'Dark Network' Killer'——
Some brothers recognized part of it. For example, the monk with a broken arm and the scholar on the sickbed are among them. The last time they appeared was in Zhongzhou... they were suspected of killing the Black Wind Evil..."
Darknet killer!
When Jiang Xiaotang heard this word, his face changed slightly.
As the sister of the leader of the martial arts alliance, she naturally knows something about the dark web, knows its mysterious origins, and has tentacles all over Kyushu.
But how long has it been since such a large-scale dark web killer appeared together?
You know, darknet killers usually work alone and rarely appear in large groups.
Moreover, its members have strict geographical restrictions. But this time, the killer from Zhongzhou appeared in Yuhang.
"This is absolutely unusual. It is impossible for an ordinary client to have this kind of energy and be able to mobilize darknet killers from Zhongzhou and Lanzhou to work for him at the same time... unless it is..."
The words "sword holder" suddenly popped into Jiang Xiaotang's heart.
"Could it be that... after hundreds of years, the sword holder has appeared again?"
She was inexplicably excited, thinking that this was information that could be sold for a large price.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across Jiang Xiaotang's mind, remembering the young man who had visited last night.
After he left, she used her connections in the city to try to find out, but there were no clues at all.
The origin is mysterious, and the secrets involved in the mastery are of a very high level... He appeared last night, and something as big as this happened tonight... Although there is no direct evidence, the "coincidence" itself is enough to make her pay close attention:
"Is there a possibility that that young man is someone from the dark web?" Jiang Xiaotang's mind was wide open and he was thinking wildly.
Shaking her head, she said:
"Continue to inquire, I will know more detailed information tomorrow."
The short charlatan nodded, then took out a letter from his arms and said:
"Shopkeeper, the letter Xiaoba sent is from home, saying that there is something important."
Home... refers to the Wulin Jiang clan undoubtedly. To be more precise, it was Jiang Xiaotang's brother who was the leader of the alliance.
Jiang Xiaotang's eyes flashed coldly, he was silent for a moment, and tapped the table with his pipe:
"let it go."
After the latter left, Jiang Xiaotang thought about this matter and finished smoking the mushrooms in his cigarette bag. Then he reluctantly picked up the envelope with his cigarette bag, tore it open and shook out the letter paper.
Then he was stunned for a moment and sat up straight:
"Four Holy Religions?"
…
Government office!
In the inner hall, the well-built Magistrate Yuhang paced anxiously around the room with his hands behind his back, his crimson official robe extremely eye-catching.
Every few steps he took, he looked up and looked out, looking extremely anxious.
Not long ago, the prefect, who had gone back to rest, suddenly noticed a change in the official seal. With the connection between the official seal and the formation in the city, he clearly sensed the decline of the national destiny.
This frightened him as a civil servant. He tried to use the official seal to summon the general, but failed for some unknown reason.
As a high-ranking official of one party, he is of course very aware of the serious consequences that will occur if there is a problem with the national destiny.
Immediately send people to the Demon Slayer Division, Sanqing Temple and Yin Yang Academy to seek help.
But who knew that Ye Hongling and the temple master were not in the city, and the people who went to the academy were not allowed in at all.
"The prison is here, nothing will happen, nothing will happen..."
The prefect murmured, comforting himself.
In the anxious atmosphere, finally, noisy footsteps were heard outside, and a female warrior wearing a military attache's robe and a black cape stepped in.
"Secretary Ye, you are back. What happened in the city..." The prefect hurriedly greeted him.
Ye Hongling shook her head and motioned to go in.
After the screen retreated and the two of them entered the hall, she briefly explained what had happened.
The prefect of Yuhang was greatly surprised:
"Are you saying that you suspect that someone is planning to use the Nangong family as a bait to lure all the forces in the city away, thereby plotting the fate of this city?"
Ye Hongling nodded, with lingering fear on her face:
"The opponent succeeded a little bit, but was blocked by mysterious forces. Not only in the North City, but also near the martial temples in the other three cities, fighting broke out among the monks. I suspect that this matter is related to the last time at Banyue Villa, when Pei was killed in advance It’s related to the eldest son’s strength.”
The magistrate stood up silently, walked around the hall, and then said:
"What do you think of this hidden force?"
Ye Hongling thought for a while and said:
"I initially doubted the Ao Dao Sect and the Beast Control Sect, but judging from today's performance, it's obviously not the case."
The magistrate pondered: "Where is Qin Tian Jian?"
Ye Hongling hesitated and said:
"I did doubt Ji Ping'an at first, but on the one hand, the opponent's strength can threaten to break through the nine realms at most, but today it involves a fight in the well... In addition, he also went to the Nangong Family today, and when the incident happened, The Taoist Saint and others are all present."
After a pause, she said:
"As for Jianzheng, there is no doubt about his strength, but on the one hand, with his status, we will not find anything if we take action. Of course, the more important point is that in several incidents, the masters who appeared were obviously martial arts practitioners, suspected of practicing swordsmanship. By."
She deliberately concealed the fact that she had been invited by the "mysterious warrior" to meet on the bridge.
The prefect nodded, feeling that it made sense, but suddenly felt that it was difficult:
"This matter is of great importance, and I must report it to the capital city of God."
Ye Hongling nodded and said:
"I'm willing to be punished."
As the leader of the Demon Slayer Division, he was transferred away by the enemy, which almost caused a big mistake. Although there was a near miss in the end, some punishments still had to be imposed.
…
Yin Yang Academy.
On the observatory, Xie Wensheng sat cross-legged on the ground, with meat and vegetables spread out in front of him, as well as unopened wine.
At this moment, he was so drunk that he burped, looked at Yu Hangcheng with drunken eyes, and said:
"It seems that some people are really anxious. Otherwise, why would you take such a big risk and play with the national destiny? But you just sit like this? I know you may have made some arrangements, but are you not afraid of ruining it? After all, This involves the fate of the country, wouldn't it be safer for you to end it yourself?"
The white-haired and white-bearded Qin Tianjian shook his head, with a smile on his face, and corrected:
"First, I didn't make any arrangements. It wasn't me who really arranged the means."
"Secondly, I am a star officer. Although I can't do anything to those of you who have risen from the dead, I can still predict the safety of this city through divination."
"Third..."
Having said this, Jian Zheng shook his head, stopped and said:
"Can't say."
Xie Wensheng felt uncomfortable all over after being cut off, but he angrily did not ask any further questions, but instead talked eloquently:
"I understand what you guys are saying. You have to listen to the opposite. You haven't made any arrangements. Do you think I will believe it? There are only a few forces in the city. If it weren't you, could it be that Ji Ping'an? A Pojiu A junior? Haha..."
He was indignant about being "bluffed" by Ji Ping'an in prison the day before yesterday and revealing his origins.
The supervisor smiled and said nothing.
"Ha..." Xie Wensheng's smile gradually faded away, and his drunkenness dissipated:
"Why the hell am I wrong again? Is it really that kid?"
…
…
"Sir, we are entering the city soon."
Outside the city, a carriage was driving on the official road. Huang He turned his head and said to the carriage.
The group of people returned from the Nangong Clan. Because the distance was too far, they did not try to use spiritual energy to escape, but drove the carriage back slowly.
In the carriage, Ji Pingan opened his eyes, yawned and said:
"So tired."
Yu Yu:......
Mu Yaoyao:......
The two girls widened their eyes at the same time and looked at the shameless star official. The former angrily shouted:
"How long have you been sleeping all day? In addition to sleeping and eating, you are like Mu Yaoyao, and you still have the nerve to complain about being tired?"
Mu Yaoyao:? ?
She felt a little aggrieved and felt that she usually practiced very hard.
Ji Ping'an smiled and did not explain, just said:
"Let's find a way to get into the city first."
After nightfall, the city gate is closed, but it is not a problem for practitioners.
Yu Yu was determined to show his power, so he volunteered to go out, used magic to hypnotize a group of city defenders, and opened the city gate.
Then he rushed straight home, but along the way he saw many inspectors holding torches, searching and arresting people, and even stopped a group of people for inspection in the process.
"A fighting broke out among practitioners in the city!"
Yu Yu went out and tortured the official with his magic skills, and said excitedly when he got back into the carriage.
The saint has an extraordinary enthusiasm for this kind of thing, and her star-like eyes sparkle on her delicate little face:
"It is said that a group of monks attacked the Martial Temple. What do you think these people thought..."
Mu Yaoyao, who was wearing a lotus-leaf skirt, had baby fat on her face, and her hair tied into a circle behind her head, held her belly and said doubtfully:
"What are you doing attacking the martial arts temple?"
Ji Ping'an said calmly: "In order to extract the national destiny."
He briefly talked about the relationship between the formation and the Martial Temple. The expressions of the three people who originally looked puzzled changed instantly.
Draw the national fortune!
This technique was so advanced that Huang He and Mu Yaoyao didn't understand it at all.
Although the saint knew it, she didn't react. She lost her voice and said:
"Isn't this method lost a long time ago?"
Immediately, she reacted suddenly:
"Are they those reborn people? Wait, what are you hiding from us? Why are you not surprised at all that the country's destiny has been stolen?"
The drama girl almost leaned over to him, biting her lip, widening her eyes, and almost grabbed his collar and threatened to interrogate him.
Ji Ping'an helplessly slapped away her extended hand and said:
"Let's talk after we get inside."
The carriage stopped at the back door of Yijingzhai, but when Mu Yaoyao opened the courtyard door, the three of them were stunned. They saw a familiar figure sitting under the tree in the small courtyard.
Ji Ping'an under the tree opened his eyes, smiled at several people, stood up and stretched, raised his hand to put "Ji Ping'an" outside the door into the Taoist scriptures, and smiled in the horrified eyes of several people:
"Welcome home."
…
"what is going on?!"
A Jingzhai, in the room.
When Ji Pingan held a "match", lit the oil lamp on the table, flicked his wrist to extinguish it, and sat down slowly.
Anxious Yu Yu stood up, slapped his hands on the table, and his eyes were as big as bells:
"So, what the hell are you doing?"
She needs an explanation.
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao next to them also looked over, filled with doubts.
Ji Ping'an glanced at her and said narrowly:
"This is not the attitude of asking for advice."
You... Yu Yu was teased and she angrily didn't want to ask anymore, but all the mysteries today were like a cat scratching her heart, making her eager to know the truth. After much hesitation, she puffed up her cheeks and reluctantly explain:
"Please...please ask Ji Sichen to answer. Okay."
Ji Ping'an smiled and thought it was quite interesting to tease the latter:
"Although it's not sincere enough, it barely passes."
Then, he became a little more serious and asked slowly:
"What do you think happened tonight?"
There was a brief silence.
Huang He, the person in charge of IQ, thought for a while and tentatively said:
"It should be a game."
Ji Ping'an sighed softly:
"It's indeed a trap. Even I was almost fooled."
The three of them looked over, waiting for the answer.
Ji Ping'an organized some words and said:
"This matter first starts with the news given by Xie Wensheng."
He immediately asked Xie Wensheng to give him a clue, and then he went to get a letter and briefly talked about seeing the word "Nangong" in the letter.
“At that time, what I thought was the truth was:
The Four Holy Leaders, or the forces they belong to, probably took control of the second largest family in Yuhang through 'rebirth' or other methods, and used their power to complete a series of previous operations, including the calculation against the Pei family. within it. "
Yu Yu frowned and subconsciously leaned back, doing an analysis:
"Isn't it right?"
Ji Pingan said:
"If you only go to this level, everything seems to be explained. But when I came back, from the information you told me about 'Nangong Aotian' and the invitation, I suddenly realized that something was wrong."
There was something false in this sentence. In fact, he had already noticed it when he learned the news from Song Qinglian.
"Something's wrong?" The saint frowned.
Ji Pingan nodded and said seriously:
"If you look at any one clue by itself, there isn't much of a problem. But when the two clues are looked at together, disharmony appears."
…
Try changing your routine again
(End of chapter)
