Practitioner!
On the official road, after hearing Yu Yu's answer, a group of Jianghu people led by Tingxue Louzhu slightly changed their colors and looked at each other, realizing the seriousness of the matter.
"Could it be done by the Four Saints?" Young Master Pei pricked up his ears and suddenly spoke after hearing these words.
He thought of the team escorted by escorts secretly arranged by Pei, who had also been attacked.
Yu Yu shook his head and said:
"It's too late for the Four Saints to escape at this time, and there is a high probability that they will not appear here."
She said hesitantly because during the process of "asking for spirits", she saw the scene of the convoy being attacked, but it was still difficult to determine the identity of the attacker based on some fragmented "memories".
"The goods of the caravan were not taken away, which means that it is not seeking wealth, but seeking revenge? Is there someone mixed in with the caravan? Check the scene carefully." The veiled Tingxue building owner ordered.
Following behind, the red-tasseled heroine with a high ponytail was ordered to rush out excitedly. After a moment, she exclaimed:
"There's a cage here!"
Everyone gathered around and found the modified "prison car".
Yu Yu had a serious face and said:
"It looks like things are more complicated than we expected."
She turned back and said to the female heroes in Tingxue Tower:
"After all, you are Jianghu people and are not suitable to deal with the government. Let me handle this matter."
No one had any objections.
After all, because of the previous incident where Yu Yu led the Zhou army to rescue Sanhuang County from the siege, forces such as Tingxuelou knew that this young girl who did not look very bright had an extraordinary status.
He was deeply involved with the Zhou Dynasty.
Coupled with the Taoist methods displayed by Yu Yu, in fact, smart people have more or less guessed about her identity.
It's just a tacit understanding that no one can break.
After the plague of poisonous insects in Sanhuang County ended, Yu Yu followed Ji Ping'an's reminder and found the Wulin Alliance and Military Government officers respectively, conveying the request to destroy the Iron Corpse.
Both parties knew that the stakes were important and agreed unanimously.
Yu Yu led Pei Qian and was about to return to Yuhang. He happened to hear that Xuelou and his party were also coming over, so they both met along the way.
"In that case, I'll trouble you, Miss Yu," Tingxue Louzhu got on his horse with his long legs and cupped his fists in his hands:
"The city ahead is Yuhang City, I'll just say goodbye."
Pei Qian looked confused and thought to himself that everyone had to enter the city, so it was a little early.
He immediately realized that he was worried that if both parties entered the city together and fell into the trap of someone with bad intentions, they would inevitably get into trouble.
The power of the Jianghu, the Pei family, plus a Taoist saint... It is easy to make people think that the martial arts sect has always been particularly sensitive to matters related to the imperial court and the government, and instinctively avoids suspicion.
Yu Yu said with a reserved expression of "grace":
"I won't send it."
Then after watching a group of people leave, she looked at the corpses on the ground again, with a look of eagerness on her face:
"Haha, I finally got this saint involved in a big case. I want that little star officer to know that this saint can also find important clues!"
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call.
In the wind and lightning, Fang Shijie's body was wrapped and tied by a ivy, and he was floating in the air in a "lying" position. Ji Ping'an was holding the belt and running all the way.
With Ji Ping'an's current level of cultivation, there is no problem in using escape techniques for short distances, but if the distance is too long, the consumption of spiritual elements will still be very large.
Therefore, he chose a method similar to "light kung fu" to get on his way.
If you look down from mid-air, the two people are like wild geese, flying up and down on the ground.
Every time the boots took a step, the soil rose up on its own, lightly supporting the soles. Every time Ji Pingan rose and fell, they were nearly ten feet apart.
"Hey, Yuhang City is ahead. Do you want to take me into the city?" Fang Shijie opened his mouth in the wind and shouted.
A mouth was stretched by the wind into an irregular 'O' shape, like the mouth of a sack bulging in the wind.
Ji Ping'an held the child in his right hand and did not answer.
Fang Shijie's eyes rolled around and he suddenly shouted:
"You are a star officer, right?"
Ji Ping'an's speed finally slowed down a little, and he turned to look at him with a half-smile, and asked:
"why would you say so?"
When Fang Shijie saw this mysterious man talking to him, he couldn't help but feel shocked and said happily:
"The method you used to kill the two 'human world' monks before seemed to be from the Taoist Five Elements, but my... eyes are different. You can immediately see the difference between it and the Taoist Earth Elements. If there is no accident, it is the method of 'controlling the earth'. The ivy tied to my body is still emitting starlight. This is the method of controlling the wood...
All are typical star official approach techniques. In particular, you took action to repel the 'human world', but you did not catch me to escape far away, but turned back to the city. This shows that you think the city is safer and the monks in the human world dare not step in...
So what gave you the confidence? After thinking about it, there is only one truth. You were born in Qin Tian Prison. Could it be that you are taking me to Yin Yang Academy on this trip? Meet the supervisor? "
After finishing his analysis, Fang Shijie wanted to applaud himself, applauding him for his calmness and clear thinking in the face of danger.
He had already begun to imagine that this star official was "shocked all over and his face was shocked", just like Huo Ju and Bing Po when their identities were revealed.
However, in the face of his analysis, the "mysterious man" speeding in the wind only replied:
"Louder, you can't hear me clearly."
"..."
Fang Shijie's chest rose and fell, he opened his voice helplessly, and repeated it loudly in the wind.
Ji Ping'an said "Oh" and said:
"Then what?"
Fang Shijie almost carried it on his back in one breath, with a solemn expression on his face. Realizing that his verbal attack had failed, he shouted:
"So, do you admit it? You are indeed a disciple sent by Jian Zheng, right? You noticed the whereabouts of the people from the military mansion, so you followed behind?"
Ji Ping'an said with a low smile: "Whatever you think."
When Fang Shijie heard this, he exhaled silently, and the tension and worry lingering in his heart eased slightly.
In his opinion, the other party's identity was undoubtedly revealed, and he insisted on holding on.
And Yin Yang Academy happened to be his destination.
Although there were many twists and turns along the way, and the expected script was completely ruined, the result seemed to be the same.
No... I am so majestic, how would I behave if someone slipped away like this?
But identify yourself? That's inappropriate... Fang Shijie's eyes rolled, his face suddenly darkened, and his voice was cold and cold:
"Do you know who I am?"
Ji Ping'an asked curiously: "Who are you?"
Immediately, I heard the first-generation God-Emperor being lifted up in the air, with a short and fat body, and maintaining a "turtle paddling" posture. The corners of his mouth were tilted, and he was domineering, and he chanted:
"In the past five hundred years since Tao Dao, he has never taken a human head with a flying sword. The God Emperor has not yet received the heavenly talisman, and his goods are black and gold."
Ji Ping'an was "shocked": "You...are you..."
Fang Shijie nodded proudly and said:
"I am the first Imperial Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the founder of the Star Official Path. Why don't you give up when you see my Imperial Master?!"
"..." Ji Ping'an was immediately silenced.
The people also stopped running, and the two of them stood on a dirt slope outside Yuhang City, staring at each other.
A gust of mountain wind blew by.
Ji Ping'an's slightly changed voice came from the bamboo hat:
"How...how can you prove it?"
Fang Shijie, who was being lifted up and trying his best to raise his head and maintain a majestic posture, said calmly:
"You don't have to believe it. When my master goes to see my incompetent disciple, you will know it as soon as you see him."
After saying that, he stared at the other party expectantly, thinking that as long as this little star official wasn't stupid, he should let go and respectfully ask for forgiveness, right?
However, Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said:
"No need to bother with supervision."
After saying that, he suddenly stepped towards the ground, and the earthy yellow starlight rose up, engulfing the two of them.
Not long after, in an alley in Yuhang City.
Several children were excitedly pushing a wheel while playing. Suddenly, they were horrified to find that the moss-covered bricks in front of them arched up, as if something was about to emerge from the ground. They scattered in terror.
Immediately, the bricks and stones rose up like a fountain, and the two people walked out wrapped in earthy yellow light.
Ji Ping'an raised his hand to stop the wooden wheel that rolled in front of him. He stepped on it and the bricks and stones behind him returned to their original state.
He picked up the wheel with his backhand. The dry wood was dyed green and sprouted. Ji Ping'an casually broke the wheel into several bracelets and anklets.
With a flick of his finger, Fang Shijie's wrists and ankles were imprisoned respectively.
The hand loosened.
The little fat man fell to the ground with an "ouch". He was about to fall down, but his hands and feet moved on their own, and he turned over and stood firm.
Ji Pingan chuckled, wearing a bamboo hat, swaggering forward with his hands behind his back, waving his fingers like a folk craftsman operating a puppet show in the market.
Fang Shijie was horrified to find that he had also become a "marionette", his limbs being manipulated indiscriminately, and he followed the "mysterious man" step by step.
He said angrily: "How dare you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"
But my heart beats the drum crazily:
Could it be that I guessed wrong? The other party is not an orthodox star officer at all? Or is there something hidden in it that causes the identity of the Great Zhou Imperial Master to lose its majesty in front of the "star officials"?
Imperial Master, Imperial Master, you have deceived me... The first-generation God Emperor sighed in his heart.
Ji Ping'an did not look back, but said lightly:
"Young Master Fang was calm and collected when facing the Dongxuan Demon. Why do you need to pretend to be angry now?"
Master Fang... He really knows my identity in this life... The God Emperor was shocked and wisely closed his mouth.
Back and forth, it was already past noon in the city, and the streets were crowded with people.
Fang Shijie originally thought that the other party's appearance, especially the face shrouded in black mist, would definitely attract onlookers, but in fact, the people along the way seemed not to see the two of them.
Seeing this, Fang Shijie had no choice but to accept his fate and follow him.
The two of them turned left and right, but they were getting further and further away from Yin Yang Academy.
Finally, after crossing a small stone bridge, the two stopped outside the door of an ancient inn in a slightly remote old street.
The inn is not big, just a two-story building with mottled paint and a "quiet amidst the bustle" style.
The steps at the door were polished and shiny, and the sign above the head was weathered and weathered, with the four characters "Fu Lai Inn" written on it.
Fang Shijie was stunned for a moment, feeling familiar.
Ji Ping'an had already stepped through the door, threw a piece of broken silver towards the shopkeeper who raised his head at the counter, and said:
"Room No. 3 in Jiazi. No overnight stay. Only one hour's rest. You can collect the money and ask for an extra table of food and drinks to be delivered to the room. Do you want to do this business?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but perhaps because he was old and used to seeing weird customers, he smiled and said:
"It's done, it's done. Come on, bring the guests up."
Fang Shijie was stunned and felt that it sounded familiar.
The two of them climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor and entered "Jia Zi No. 3"... The inn was not big and there were not many rooms, but the name was quite impressive. There were several rooms in total, and they were divided into rooms A, B, and C. .
The room is not big, so it seems cramped for two people together.
Fortunately, in addition to the bed, a table was placed next to the window.
Ji Ping'an raised his hand and pushed it away. Outside, there were green trees, a winding river, and a stone bridge looming. It was a location facing a street.
Fang Shijie stood still in the room, with a trance in his eyes.
Soon, a few simple drinks and dishes were delivered and placed on the square table by the window. The waiter made a "please" gesture, closed the door with the tray and went downstairs.
Ji Ping'an sat alone at one end, hooking his fingers, while Fang Shijie was controlled to sit on the bench opposite.
The wine jug on the table hung on its own, as if being held by an invisible hand, and filled two glasses respectively.
Ji Ping'an picked up his wine cup without drinking, and used chopsticks to point to several dishes on the table:
"Vegetarian, meat, fish, eggs... everything is available. Does the 'National Master' look familiar?"
Fang Shijie was stunned for a moment before he realized that the other party was calling him. He hurriedly pulled away from his strange emotions and frowned:
"What on earth do you want to say? Don't tell me. I'm hungry after a long journey, so I came here to have a rest and eat."
Ji Pingan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile:
"It's been so long ago that you may not be able to remember it, 'Master Imperial Master'. Let me remind you that this restaurant is the property of the Yuhang Pei family. Well, to be precise, it is the ancestral property."
"Mr. Pei..." Fang Shijie said oh.
Ji Pingan continued:
"It is said that the origin of the Pei family in Yuhang was a woman named 'Pei Sanniang' in the past. She originally opened a shop in a small town in Lanzhou, and later moved to Yuhang. After she came, she had no other way to make a living. He only knew how to run an inn, so he used the money he saved to open a small inn. The name remained the same, also called Fulai."
The fog in Fang Shijie's mind suddenly opened, and the familiar feeling became clear. He stared at the mysterious man and said hesitantly:
"Is this the place?"
"Yeah," Ji Ping'an nodded and sighed:
"After Mr. Pei became successful, he opened bigger shops in better locations, and his business grew more and more. It was no longer the same as before, so few people still remember the small inn where Pei Sanniang started.
But the Pei family has always stayed. Over the past four to five hundred years, the situation has come and gone. In the past, Qiantang became Yuhang. The streets in the city were turned over several times, and the city walls were built several times. Things and people changed. But few people noticed that this small inn was still open. "
Fang Shijie was stunned for a moment, and his tone became complicated:
"No wonder it looks a little old."
"It has been renovated countless times," Ji Ping'an said:
"Otherwise, how can we withstand five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sun, and five hundred years of rain?"
Fang Shijie suddenly said:
"Looking at the business...it's not very good either."
Ji Pingan nodded:
"As far as I know, it has been losing money. But it is still open. When I came to Yuhang before, I wandered around the city and learned that this store is still there. It is said that Pei Sanniang added to the tail of the Pei family's ancestral precepts before she died. If we make a rule, we will keep this ancestral property, this piece of land, and this shop, and no one is allowed to sell it.”
Fang Shijie said:
"With Pei's family's wealth, even in the past few hundred years, when they have been at their lowest, they should not be short of such a shop."
Ji Pingan said:
"Pei Sanniang has come through hard times, and she is mostly worried about windfalls from heaven. She probably thinks that one day, all the fortune given by God will be taken back, and her descendants will still be able to make a living in this small inn. Live to the next prosperous age.”
Fang Shijie shook his head and said:
"Pei's wealth and splendor were given to me by... the Imperial Master and the Divine Emperor. Who in the world dares to take it back?"
Ji Pingan said:
"A person's death is like a lamp going out. Doesn't it mean that the Master of the State doesn't understand this principle?"
Fang Shijie was stung by these words.
As an emperor, how could he not understand?
It was precisely because he understood so well that he did not choose to disclose his identity and go directly to the divine capital.
Little Fatty sat on a bench, his eyes wandering over the food and wine on the table, and then fixed on the face of the mysterious star official in a bamboo hat opposite him, word by word:
"So, you went to all this trouble to bring me here just for nostalgia?"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"Of course not. I just want to verify the identity of the young master below."
Fang Shijie frowned: "If you have anything to say, please say it quickly."
Ji Ping'an asked with a smile:
"Since you call yourself the 'National Master', you must know the reason why the Pei family became famous in the first place."
That's it?
Fang Shijie raised his eyebrows and said confidently:
"That's natural. In the past, when the Imperial Master and the God-Emperor were not in power, they received Pei Sanniang's favor and deserved to repay him."
He probably figured out what the star official was thinking, and wanted to use these allusions and past events to determine his identity.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"As far as I know, the truth seems to be a story about eating a king's meal and being detained."
Fang Shijie felt guilty at first, then frowned, surprised that the star officer even knew this.
Ji Pingan continued:
"Back then, the God-Emperor and the Imperial Master washed the dishes in the cold winter, but they were unable to pay off the debt. Before leaving, the stubborn God-Emperor insisted on writing an IOU."
The expression on Fang Shijie's face faded, and an indescribable strange feeling came to his heart. The person in front of him seemed to know too many secrets.
Ji Pingan sighed:
"That IOU has gone through decades of war. The debt for one meal has accumulated to an astonishing figure based on the interest. Of course, you can refuse to pay it back, but this is indeed the reason why Sanniang is willing to accept the gift from the court. She has never been a greedy woman. If it is just a gift and a reward, she may not accept it.
In fact, at first, when the imperial court played gongs and drums and the prefect personally delivered the land and house deeds, he was rejected. Later, the Imperial Master went there in person, settled the account, and persuaded her to accept the gift and redeem the IOU. "
Fang Shijie's heartbeat suddenly beat like a drum, and he vaguely realized something. His voice was dry, he leaned forward and said firmly:
"The God-Emperor doesn't know about this."
"Yes, when the dynasty was established, there were so many things to do. How could he pay attention to these small things? Just like the God Emperor didn't know that this small inn was still there." Ji Ping'an said with emotion.
Then, he reached into his arms and pulled out a yellowish, five-hundred-year-old but still intact IOU from the brocade bag, and gently pushed it in front of the latter.
Ji Ping'an sighed lightly and said with a smile:
"But the God-Emperor must still recognize his name."
The pupils of the first-generation God Emperor shrank suddenly, as if struck by lightning. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the mysterious man opposite:
"You...how could you have..."
Halfway through, he suddenly got stuck.
The mysterious man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him:
"Long time no see, old friend."
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Pei's mansion.
In the afternoon, the late summer sunshine is no longer harsh, but it still has lingering power.
When the elegant and sweet-looking Pei Qiuwei, wearing a skirt, walked along the corridor and arrived outside the incense hall at home, he saw his mother's personal maid bowing and saluting, preparing to speak.
But Pei Qiuwei raised his hand to stop him.
The girl waved her hand and drove the servants away. Then she raised her lotus feet, stepped over the high threshold, and looked at her mother, who was kneeling alone in front of the altar table for gods and Buddhas in the incense hall.
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