The ruins of Daliang Imperial City.
"Lord Huangque, these are all the survivors of the Liang Kingdom that we have discovered recently. Please check their identities."
A Jiufu walker led several surviving people to Huangque.
Although the fire burned Daliang to scorched earth, some people who were lucky enough to survive could still be found one after another. After these people were found by a group of people from Jiufu, they would all be taken to the ruins of Daliang Imperial City.
In order to prevent arson monks from pretending to be surviving people and evading the pursuit of Jiufu and Qingxuan Sect, there will be Huangque level Jiufu walking specifically to check the identity.
"Just wait a moment."
At this time, Huang Que was discussing with Dugu Qingxiao about hunting down the arsonist and was unable to free his hands immediately.
"In this way, apart from the group of people in Wumianlou, there are currently six arsonists with conclusive evidence. Three of them were killed on the spot by Senior Amon and others."
"Four of the remaining seven people know their identities, and clues about their arson have been found. It is only a matter of time before the evidence is found. But what is a little troublesome is that these four people have escaped from the secular world and entered the Zhenwutian Cultivation World. If they cannot be caught in time, When they are found, they will probably escape from Zhenwutian through the teleportation array."
"But compared to these four, the most troublesome are still the three in Wangyou Valley."
"For these three people, we only know from ancestor Wuya's divination that they come from Wangyou Valley."
"In addition, the three of them should have started the fire in the Daliang royal family."
Huang Que reviewed the current situation to Dugu Qingxiao.
"So, if we want to find these three people, the little princess is crucial."
Dugu Qingxiao nodded solemnly.
"But the trouble is, I tried it with the talisman of my great-uncle Wu Yazi, and two of the seven souls of the little princess were taken away, leaving only one soul and three souls."
"Now unless she can one day enlighten herself like a Confucian saint, one soul gives birth to three souls, and three souls give birth to seven souls. Otherwise, she will be as foolish, stupid, and confused as she is now for the rest of her life."
"So it is almost impossible to get the specific identities of the three people in Wangyou Valley from her, as well as the evidence of their arson."
Oriole sighed.
"Is it possible to get these three people so cheaply?"
Dugu Qingxiao's eyes were somewhat unwilling.
At this time, Huang Que finally finished handling the matters at hand, and immediately took out a pen and a scroll and looked at the group of Daliang refugees and said:
"I have kept you waiting for a long time. I only need to confirm your identities and then I will take you to the resettlement place."
As he spoke, Huang Que very skillfully opened the scroll in his hand and made it float in front of him. Then he picked up the pen in his hand and looked at the refugee on the far right in front of him.
With just one glance, a drop of vermilion ink fell onto the unfolded blank scroll from the tip of the brush in his hand.
Immediately, two words appeared in the blank space of the scroll - "Zhu Jiu."
Huang Que glanced at the name, and then asked the man on the far left loudly: "Brother, can you tell me your name?"
"Reporting to the Immortal, the villager is Zhu Jiu from Zhujia Village. When the fire broke out, he was driving his cattle and sheep to take shelter from the rain in the cave. Only then did he save his life."
Zhu Jiu replied with a look of fear.
And just as Zhu Jiu was answering, the brush in Huang Que's hand once again dripped a drop of vermilion ink.
Lines of words appeared again in the blank space of the scroll.
What is described in these lines of text is Zhu Jiu's life.
Although the Jiufu will not interfere in worldly disputes, it will travel through the Jiufu all over the world and include every common person in the Jiufu archives.
The pen in Huang Que's hand can identify every secular person recorded in the record, and will not be deceived by illusions.
"Master Immortal, I, I didn't lie..."
Seeing Huang Que's silence, Zhu Jiu suddenly became nervous and became stammering when speaking.
"Brother Zhu Jiu, don't panic. Your identity is correct. Once the identities of the others are confirmed, we will send you all to the resettlement location."
Huang Que smiled and comforted Zhu Jiu.
The surviving refugees in Daliang were already frightened and could not stand the slightest fright.
After Zhu Jiu expressed his gratitude, Huang Que used the magic pen in his hand to confirm the identities of several other people.
Only the strong man wearing a bamboo hat and a stubble on his face remained, yet to be confirmed.
"Wufu?"
Huang Que asked the strong man curiously.
"Um."
The strong man nodded vigorously, looking quite proud.
"It's amazing to be able to cultivate this power of Qi and blood in the secular world."
Huang Que nodded in recognition, and then while staring at the strong man, he picked up the magic pen in his hand.
"Tick!"
In the blink of an eye, a drop of vermilion ink dripped down the tip of the magic pen and onto the blank space of the scroll.
A name appeared in the blank space of the scroll - "Xu Taichong."
"Brother, can you tell me your name?"
After taking a serious look at the name on the scroll, Huangque raised his head again and politely confirmed to the strong man.
"My surname is Xu and my first name is Taichong!"
The strong man raised his hand to the oriole with a heroic look.
"Tick!"
Almost at the same time Xu Taichong finished speaking, a drop of red ink once again dripped from the magic pen in Huang Que's hand.
Immediately, Xu Taichong's life appeared bit by bit on the scroll.
At first, Huangque didn't pay much attention to Xu Taichong's life. It wasn't until his ancestral home and some of the characters from his ancestors began to appear on the scroll that he became more energetic.
"Xu Taichong was born in Qingniu Village like Xu Taiping, and they both belong to the Xu family. Could it be that they are related?"
Huang Que was a little surprised.
But he did not immediately confirm the matter with Xu Taiping. Instead, he thought that he would confirm with Xu Taiping first when Xu Taiping came back.
However, as more and more Xu Taichong's life stories appeared on the scroll, Huangque's attitude towards Xu Taichong changed from curiosity to respect.
He did not expect that Xu Taichong, who was most likely a relative of Xu Taiping, was actually a respected chivalrous man in the Liang Kingdom.
"Brother Taichong, your identity is confirmed. I will send someone to take you to the resettlement place right away."
Huang Que smiled at Na Xu Taichong.
Although he admires Xu Taichong very much, he is only a mortal after all, and it is not easy to get too close to him at the moment.
"Thank you, sir."
Xu Taichong first bowed his hand to Huangque in a neither humble nor condescending manner, but then he frowned and said, "Sir, I wonder if there are any survivors from the Daliang royal family?"
"Brother, why do you ask this?"
Huang Que looked at Xu Taichong with some vigilance.
"grown ups."
After Xu Taichong hesitated for a moment, he suddenly looked at Huangque warily and said:
"I have a clue related to the royal arsonist, but unless there are still descendants of the royal family, no one can see this clue."
As he spoke, he took out a moon shadow stone from his sleeve and handed it to Huang Que.
