"It seems that junior brother, you have some 'personal matters' to take care of."
At this time, a gentle voice came from behind Zhang Liang, interrupting his meditation.
Zhang Liang quickly and quietly put the intelligence letter into his sleeve, then immediately turned around to look at the visitor, showed a smile, and said hello, "Senior Brother Yan Lu."
The person who came was none other than Yan Lu, the second master of Little Sage Village.
The former Xiaoyan Lu now had a not too thick beard hanging under his chin. He looked much more mature than Gu Xun. He was wearing a light-colored Confucian school uniform. At first glance, he just felt that he was As gentle as jade and as indifferent as smoke, she is completely unlike a common person in the world.
Because of the important relationship between Gu Xun and Jing Sala, Yan Lu, the uncontested second-in-command of the Confucian family, rarely had some contact with Liusha. Therefore, when Zhang Liangchu came to Xiaoshengxian Manor, he took good care of him. The two of them The relationship is also the most familiar.
Yan Lu has an indifferent and peaceful personality. It can be said that he doesn't care about anything and can laugh off almost everything. This made Zhang Liang very puzzled.
Such a person should join Taoism - and he must be a Tianzong!
But over time, Zhang Liang got used to this senior brother who was almost incompatible with Confucianism.
What makes Zhang Liang most taboo is that although Yan Lu doesn't care about anything, his clear-minded nature allows him to easily see through everyone's deliberately hidden thoughts.
Even Zhang Liang often had his thoughts figured out when facing Yan Lu.
Of course, Yan Lu always sees through things without telling them.
However, although Yan Lu didn't say anything, Zhang Liang knew that he had seen some secrets, and Yan Lu knew that Zhang Liang could tell that he had already seen...
Forget it, I feel like I'm playing matryoshka... In short, everyone is in a state of tacit understanding, but for Zhang Liang, he still hopes that Yan Lu doesn't know anything more than tacit understanding.
Although Yan Lu and Liusha have some friendship.
Zhang Liang smiled lightly and responded to Yan Lu's first words, "I was just thinking about something and lost my mind for a moment, haha."
"Really?" Yan Lu never delved into other people's affairs, so he stopped talking about it. However, out of concern, he still vaguely reminded him, "Junior brother, do you know what the head brother has been worried about lately?"
Zhang Liang was stunned and immediately realized that Yan Lu was reminding him to be careful about his attitude towards the empire.
Calmly suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Zhang Liang replied with a calm smile, "Senior Brother Head... I guess he is worried about the court's attitude towards Xiaoshengxian Manor and Confucianism."
Yan Lu knew that Zhang Liang had already understood the question type, so he stopped talking. As for whether the other party would listen or not, that was beyond his control.
"Although His Majesty the Emperor has appointed a large number of doctoral officers with Confucian origins, he has almost not adopted any of their various political proposals."
"The Confucian scholars have a lot of momentum, but they don't move much."
"The empire's actions are becoming more impetuous and violent. How we, the Confucian family, should deal with ourselves at this time is a big problem." Yan Lu seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him, his voice calm and without any fluctuation.
Zhang Liang's expression was also unconcerned, and he responded with a slight smile, "After all, Xiaoshengxianzhuang has no right to interfere in the affairs of the empire. In the best opinion, it is better to concentrate on studying."
"Ha!" Yan Lu pursed his lips and smiled, without making any judgment. He just patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder and turned to leave.
Zhang Liang turned around and stopped in the lake pavilion, alone for a long time.
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Empire, Guanzhong, Taiyi Mountain, where the Taoist Mountain Gate is located.
The two sects of Heaven and Man also reacted to the actions of the Mohist giant.
Inside the Renzong Mountain Gate, Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Renzong, is wearing a light purple bamboo-patterned gown, covered with a plain white Taoist robe embroidered with the entire "Zhuangzi Xiaoyaoyou". To be armed means to go out.
In fact, he just wanted to go out.
Compared with other anti-Qin forces, Xiaoyaozi had a good personal relationship with the Mohist giant. Naturally, he had known Yan Dan's plan for a long time. At this time, he was arranging his manpower and preparing to take his disciples down the mountain.
Next to Xiaoyaozi, there was another person standing, a skinny old man with a slender face and a mustache under his chin, who looked very unseemly.
"Brother, headmaster, why are you coming down the mountain now?" The old man asked, stroking his beard, pretending to be curious.
"Oh, I'm just taking my disciples on a tour." Xiaoyaozi looked at the old man, deliberately concealing the fact, and muttered something vaguely.
"Really?" The old man chuckled, "This season is not a good time to travel down the mountain."
"The empire seems to be going to war again, and I don't know how much turmoil it will cause in the Central Plains!"
Xiaoyaozi smiled grandly, stroked his gray beard with his hand, and replied loudly, "Haha, Junior Brother Mu Xuzi, if everything is peaceful and everything is normal, why should I take my disciple down the mountain for a trip?"
At this time, a Renzong disciple ran over and said, "Master, the disciples are all ready and can leave down the mountain at any time."
Xiaoyaozi, who didn't want to continue talking nonsense with Mu Xuzi, took advantage of the situation and said, "Then...junior brother, I won't talk to you anymore."
A few strange colors flashed in Mu Xuzi's eyes, but the smile on his face did not change. He waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Leader, take it easy, I won't disturb you anymore."
"Haha, okay." Xiaoyaozi nodded and smiled, and immediately left with his disciples.
Mu Xuzi stood there, stroking his mustache, squinting at Xiaoyaozi who was walking away, and murmured to himself, "Xiaoyaozi, Xiaoyaozi, it's not enough for you, a half-timer, to become the leader. Do you have to bring the entire human sect to a dead end for your own selfish desires?"
"If you go against the empire, will there be a good outcome!?"
The more he talked to himself, the more ferocious Mu Xuzi's expression became. After a while, he calmed down and left with his hands behind his back.
On the other side of Taiyi Mountain, the usually calm Tianzong also had slight ripples.
A Tianzong disciple took a letter and found the elder who was currently in charge of the affairs temporarily, Xu Yanzi.
"Uncle Xu Yanzi." The Tianzong disciple looked at Xu Yanzi, who was sitting quietly on the futon, closing his eyes and meditating, and called out softly.
Hearing the call clearly directed at him, Xu Yanzi finally opened his eyes and looked up at the disciple standing in front of him.
"This was just sent from the Mo family." As he said that, the Tianzong disciple handed over the letter.
Xu Yanzi opened the result letter without saying a word, and quickly browsed through the contents. His expression did not change at all throughout the process. After reading it, he immediately handed it back with his backhand, and then ordered, "Throw it away later."
"Oh." This Tianzong disciple didn't care about anything. He reached out to take it, responded calmly, and turned around to leave.
But at this time, a trace of confusion flashed in Xu Yanzi's eyes, and he stopped him, "Wait a minute, has Renzong received such a letter?"
"This...disciple doesn't know, so I'm going to ask."
Although it is not easy to deal with Renzong, Tianzong disciples rarely take the initiative to inquire about Renzong.
There used to be a disciple who liked to do this, but unfortunately he became less active later.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
