A quiet courtyard with an old pine tree.
Under the old pine, there is a stone table with a pot of tea and two simple white porcelain teacups on it.
Li Changqing sat opposite a thin old man with a slender face.
"Master Zheng, the Chief Minister has taken the liberty of visiting us today. I hope Master Zheng won't be offended."
Li Changqing said apologetically to the slender old man.
The slender old man stroked his beard and laughed:
"I feel very happy that Fairy Li can come to my Zheng family today. It is an honor for my Zheng family. Why should I be surprised?"
He picked up the teapot and helped Li Changqing get a cup of tea.
In the courtyard, the aroma of tea suddenly overflowed.
Li Changqing looked at the green jade-like tea leaves in the teacup, flipping in the boiling water, like small fish with their own lives. He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise:
"Could this be spiritual tea?"
"Fairy Li has a good eye. I found these spiritual teas fifty years ago in the mountains of Fujian Province. I only have about three taels. If Fairy Li hadn't come here today, I would be reluctant to take them out and enjoy them. Haha, but It’s thanks to Fairy Li that I can drink such good tea.”
Li Changqing immediately had a lot of affection for Zheng Kunlun, the head of the Zheng family, because from his conversation, he could tell that Zheng Kunlun was a quite frank and funny person.
"I wonder if Fairy Li is here today. What can I learn from you?"
Then Zheng Kunlun asked straight to the point.
"Last time I heard the Master of the Zheng family mention the battle to suppress the Blood Demon Sect a hundred years ago, Chang Qing was very interested and asked the Master of the Zheng family to explain it in detail."
"The Blood Evil Sect has been completely destroyed now. Why is Fairy Li still so concerned about those old things?"
Zheng Kunlun couldn't help but said something in surprise.
"Chang Qing is just a little curious about how the Blood Fiend Sect Master was able to escape under the circumstances back then."
Zheng Kunlun's expression suddenly changed, his eyes showed a look of memories, and he sighed:
"... Speaking of which, this matter also puzzled me for a long time."
"In that battle that year, almost all the ordinary disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were killed. Only the master of the Blood Demon Sect was left covered in blood, and a few powerful elders were still running around and resisting."
"In the end, I blocked Xue Manshan in a secluded alley."
"My strength should be only between the two of Xue Manshan back then. However, Xue Manshan was already seriously injured at that time. There is no problem for me to kill him."
"We already knew a lot about Xue Manshan's Taoist cultivation at that time. Under such circumstances, he could no longer escape, because if Xue Manshan had the ability to escape, he would have been able to escape long ago and would not have trapped himself. In the realm of death."
"So I was confident that I would be able to kill this beast."
"However, what I didn't expect was that just when I was about to kill him, the strength of Xue Manshan suddenly surged a lot. His spiritual power, which had been exhausted for a long time, seemed to have recovered. Then he used several techniques in succession. Technique..."
When he said this, Zheng Kunlun paused, and his eyes became a little confused. After hesitating for two or three seconds, he continued:
"...Those Taoist skills are very powerful, but he has never used them before. Why didn't he use such powerful Taoist skills earlier? Instead of waiting until he was about to be killed. I used them later? Something I’ve always wondered about.”
"Furthermore, those Taoist techniques seem to be completely different from those of Xuemanshan. The original Taoist techniques of Xuemanshan were all evil-spirited techniques induced by the power of his own blood, but the ones he later used There are several Taoist arts, but they give people a sense of uprightness. That feeling is very strange, and it always feels like it is not his own Taoist arts at all..."
Then, Zheng Kunlun paused again. He looked at Li Changqing and said slowly:
"The most unforgettable thing for me was the blood-soaked look in his eyes... With that look, he seemed to be even more surprised than me, like a person who suddenly got something without even knowing it."
"And when Xue Manshan performed those Taoist techniques, I was caught off guard and suffered some injuries. I could only watch him escape."
"This matter has always made me puzzled and guilty. The encirclement and suppression battle that took so much effort from your alliance and the entire Shencheng cultivation community ended up falling short in my hands."
Zheng Kunlun finished speaking.
While Zheng Kunlun was telling the story, Li Changqing kept his head down, staring at the tumbling green tea leaves in the teacup.
When Zheng Kunlun finished speaking, the tea leaves in the teacup calmed down and slowly sank to the bottom of the snow-white cup.
Then Li Changqing raised her head, with an extremely solemn look in her eyes.
"That's the art of granting magic!"
She said this.
"What is the art of imparting magic?"
Zheng Kunlun asked in confusion.
"The so-called magic technique is to temporarily grant one's own magic to others, so that that person also has the ability to perform that magic."
Li Changqing explained solemnly:
"This is an extremely miraculous ancient secret technique. Today, there are very, very few people who know this secret technique in the world. This kind of secret technique must have an extremely profound understanding of the path given to it. , In addition, it must be in a real fairyland before it can be used."
The reason why Li Changqing knew so clearly was because she herself had experienced the art of granting magic.
Among the Seven Immortals of the Seven Immortals Alliance, the extremely mysterious Tianyin Sect Master knows this kind of magic-granting technique.
And once when the leader of the Tianyin Sect came to teach these immortals, he used this Tao-gifting technique to let them directly experience the method of performing certain Tao techniques. In this way, when they practice it, they will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
The cultivation conditions of these immortals are indeed beyond the reach of most practitioners.
"So on that day, there must have been an immortal hiding in the darkness who helped the leader of the Blood Fiend Sect and helped him escape from the dead."
This is Li Changqing's final judgment on the mysterious escape of the Blood Fiend Sect leader from the siege a hundred years ago.
And after she said these words, the quiet courtyard suddenly became quieter.
"...an immortal...Li Xianzi, you can't be mistaken!"
After a long time, Zheng Kunlun's eyes showed a strange look, and then he asked such a question as if he was confirming something.
Li Changqing did not answer his question, but picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and then said:
"Master Zheng, please tell me again what kind of Taoist skills the Blood Fiend Sect Master used last year."
…
When Li Changqing left the Zheng family, it was already dawn in the eastern sky.
Then she did not go anywhere else, but returned directly to the Seven Immortals Alliance's station in Shencheng.
But before she entered the gate of the residence, she saw Monk Huaiyue, Xi Chu, Mchisang, and several elite disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance, plus Ye Fan, who came out of the gate in a hurry.
"What happened?"
Li Changqing asked, slightly startled.
"That 'Swallow' strikes again."
Monk Huaiyue said with a solemn expression.
Soon after, a group of people appeared in a villa in the Falan Concession.
The blood on the bed had solidified, and the pieces of the head were scattered on the bed. On the ground, the original appearance of the deceased could not be distinguished. From the exposed skin under the nightgown, it could be roughly judged that it was a middle-aged man.
And the paper swallow, which they were all very familiar with, landed quietly on the bedside.
"Who died this time?"
Li Changqing's eyes moved around the room. From the decorations in the room, it could be seen that the owner of this house was a very wealthy man.
Then she turned around and asked Mark.
The expression on Ye Fan's face was very strange at this time. He stared at the body on the bed, frowning tightly, as if he was thinking about things that confused him.
"This man's name is Yang Cunguo. He is an overseas Chinese from Nanyang and an honorary member of Shanghai City."
Hearing Li Changqing's question, Ye Fan said quickly.
"Is this person usually rich and unkind? He has done many evil things! So much so that a mortal actually angered that 'Swallow'."
At this time, Xi Chu also said this with a smile.
This is also what all Seven Immortals Alliance disciples agree on at this time.
Because the first few times that 'Swallow' took action, he killed the people who deserved to be killed. Deep down in the hearts of these Seven Immortal Alliance disciples, they all thought that 'Swallow' killed well.
Then the strange look on Ye Fan's face became more intense.
"...This Yang Cunguo should be considered a good person, and he is also a person with great righteousness."
Ye Fan said:
"He is a leader of overseas Chinese businessmen in Nanyang. He has been investing and setting up factories in Shencheng in the past few years. However, his investments are not in light industries such as spinning, flour, and printing, but in the military industry."
"Yang Cunguo specially bought equipment from the Western Continent, invited technicians, and set up a firearms factory and an ammunition factory in Shencheng."
"The guns and ammunition produced are sold to Dahua's army at very low prices. It can be said that his two factories are not profitable at all, or even lose money. They are all supported by his own business in Nanyang. .”
"Especially during the war a few months ago, Yang Cunguo donated a large number of guns and ammunition to the defending army for free, and organized a huge sum of military pay to be used to provide compensation for the casualties."
"As for Yang Cunguo's personal ethics, I heard that he is also very good. His wife and children are all in Nanyang, but in Shanghai, he does not keep an outhouse like others, nor does he go to Fireworks and Willow Alley, nor does he smoke cigarettes. If you don't gamble, you can almost be said to be a perfect person. Of course, these are just what I have heard."
"But I really don't understand why 'Yanzi' wanted to kill such a person."
Finally, Ye Fan smiled bitterly and said.
The Seven Immortals Alliance disciples in the room looked at each other in confusion.
Indeed, what Ye Fan just said about the deceased was beyond their expectations.
There is no way for such a person to die, and it can be said that he is a mortal figure who can make them admire him. Why did that 'Swallow' want to kill such a person?
This is completely different from his previous behavior.
"Could it be that Yang Cunguo was actually a hypocrite who secretly did some evil things, and that 'Swallow' found out about it, so he killed him."
At this time, Mchisang frowned and said this.
"This is also possible!"
Ye Fan nodded and said:
"But one thing is strange, that is, after the 'Swallow' killed people the last few times, he would leave some clues to tell others why he killed people. So why didn't he leave anything behind this time?"
"...it's really strange..."
Xi Chu murmured.
Li Changqing walked to the bed, frowned and picked up the paper swallow on the bed.
It is a very ordinary paper swallow, and its appearance is no different from the previous paper swallows.
"He's gone."
The monk Huaiyue put his palms together and shouted the Buddha's name.
It was no surprise to everyone. The people killed by that "Swallow" were all killed together with their souls.
It is also impossible to use any hexagram technique to divine the person.
Li Changqing held the blood-stained paper crane in his hand and was silent for a long time. Then he turned around and said to everyone:
"Let's first try our best to investigate whether this Yang Cunguo has done anything untoward secretly."
That "swallow" cannot be checked.
But for an ordinary person like Yang Cunguo, even if his soul is gone, it is not too difficult to find out his past life with the methods of their practitioners.
…
Shu Guan slowly opened his eyes. There was a divine light in his pupils, which dissipated after dozens of seconds.
His physical strength and spiritual power are still surging. In addition to the spiritual power he originally cultivated, there is also the spiritual power converted from the flat peach given by his senior brother, which has not been completely absorbed by him.
Today, he completed the tempering of the fifth meridian and acupoints.
Shu Guan felt that in another month and a half, he would reach the true peak of the First Awareness Realm.
He entered the First Consciousness Realm five months ago. If you add the next month and a half, that means he stayed in the First Consciousness Realm for about six or seven months.
This kind of cultivation speed is roughly equivalent to that of a genius in the ordinary sense.
Of course, Shu Guan's cultivation speed is so fast not because of his high talent, but because his background is strong enough.
Standing behind Tantaiyu is the Tantai family.
Seven Immortals Alliance Standing behind those immortals is the Seven Immortals Alliance.
Standing behind Shu Guan is the senior brother.
The senior brother alone is enough to overwhelm the entire Seven Immortals Alliance.
I stretched my muscles on the bed, then got up from the bed to wash up, then left the room and went down to the first floor. As usual, I first went to the newspaper box outside the door to pick up today's newspaper.
But he was in a good mood today, so he went to the kitchen to prepare a delicious breakfast for himself.
Before entering the kitchen, he called out to the second floor and asked Han Biao if he wanted to eat.
Unexpectedly, Han Biao also said he wanted to eat.
So Shu Guan went into the kitchen and made a pot of noodles with vegetables, eggs, and shredded pork. After they were cooked, he first helped Han Biao fill a bowl, and then filled a bowl for himself.
"Uncle Han, come down and eat when you feel better."
Walking out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl, Shu Guan called to the second floor, then carried the noodles to the long table, picked up the newspaper on the table, and started eating noodles and reading the newspaper.
Although the frequency of cooking has become less and less nowadays, his craftsmanship has not deteriorated. The bowl of noodles he simply cooked today is still as delicious.
Shu Guan ate hungrily.
However, he didn't take a few bites when he suddenly stopped using his chopsticks and stared blankly at a piece of news in the newspaper in his hand.
When Han Biao came down from the second floor, he saw this scene.
Shu Guan sat there frozen as if he had been struck by lightning, holding a newspaper in his hand and his mouth wide open, motionless with a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"What's wrong? Did something big happen?"
Han Biao asked casually and didn't care. He went directly into the kitchen, picked up the noodles on the counter, sat down at the dining table and started eating.
He didn't have any sense of touch, and he didn't know whether the bowl of noodles was delicious or not. He just missed the feeling of eating breakfast today.
It was quiet outside the kitchen, and Shu Guan did not answer his question.
However, Han Biao's attention at this time was entirely on the noodles in front of him.
It wasn't until he finished the delicious-looking bowl of egg, pork, shredded and green vegetable noodles and walked out of the kitchen that he found that Shu Guan was still in the same posture and the noodle at the corner of his mouth was still dangling, did Han Biao realize that something was amiss. wrong.
So he walked over, came behind Shu Guan, and took a look at the newspaper in Shu Guan's hand.
On the front page of the newspaper, there was a bold and thickened news headline:
The mysterious "Swallow" reappears! Is this person a knight who upholds justice, or is he a devil?
The following is the specific content of the news:
"Late the night before yesterday, a brutal murder occurred in the Falan Concession. The deceased was Mr. Yang Cunguo, a patriotic overseas Chinese leader. At the scene of the crime, someone left an origami swallow..."
Han Biao took a quick glance, and then recalled that Shu Guan did not come back until early in the morning the night before.
So Han Biao asked:
"Did you take action again the night before yesterday?"
He naturally knew the identity of "Swallow" Shuguan. Now in the whole city of Shanghai, there were two people who knew the identity of "Swallow" Shuguan, one was him and the other was Bai Zhanweng.
"What evil has this man done?"
Then Han Biao asked again curiously.
Shu Guan, who had been sitting there for a long time, finally moved. He raised his head with some difficulty and said something to Han Biao. While speaking, the noodles that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth for a long time finally fell to the table with a clatter. superior.
"I don't know...it wasn't me."
He said to Han Biao with an extremely solemn expression, with endless doubts in his voice.
Yes, he did a lot of things the night before yesterday. First he went to Rongfu, then went to the casino to take Rongwei home, and then had dinner and chatted. After leaving Rongjia, he did go to the Falan Concession, but He went to find Lu Xiaoxiang. After using the dreaming technique on Lu Xiaoxiang, he went to Ouyang Hai's home to find Ouyang Hai, and did not return to the horse racing hall until dawn.
He was really busy the night before yesterday, but he definitely didn't kill anyone.
Before today, he had no idea who Yang Cunguo was, so how could he kill him?
So, what’s going on with this news in the newspaper now?
(End of chapter)
