In the time it took for half a cup of tea, a golden ray of light fell three miles outside Qianxian County and turned into two figures.
It was He Ping'an and Zhang San Yujian who came over.
"Thank you, Senior Luo, for sending it to me. Zhang San admires Senior for his profound magic power."
Zhang San thanked He Pingan. He originally had to run for two quarters of an hour, but he arrived in just half a cup of tea.
The two of them were chatting on the Feijian just now, and their relationship became closer, so they changed their names to Senior Luo.
He Pingan did not refuse, which made Zhang San even more convinced.
Not all teahouse storytellers say that the cultivation level of an expert is unpredictable and cannot be judged by appearance, age or appearance. This Luo Xiang looks young, but maybe he is an old monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years.
"Haha, you're welcome."
He Ping'an said modestly, he had to keep his speed, otherwise he would have arrived long ago.
But when he swept Zhang San's hair, he snickered secretly.
Because the speed was too fast, Zhang San's messy hair was blown back and looked extremely elegant.
But paired with his dark face and burly appearance, it seems a bit out of place...
"Then I'll go into the city. Thank you, Senior Luo."
Zhang San remembered that when he left the drug testing department, He Ping'an told him that he was destined to be with the man named Luo.
Now it seems that this is the person.
He wanted to ask Senior Luo to help save his mother, but he was worried about offending the master. He was worried about gain and loss and dared not say anything openly.
When He Pingan saw him hesitating and talking about going to the city but not moving his feet, he knew what he was thinking.
"Zhang San, when I look at your face, the hall is dark, and there seems to be a bloody disaster. You should be more careful these days..."
He Ping'an looked at Zhang San slightly and said meaningfully.
As soon as these words came out, Zhang San's anus tightened, his face turned earth-colored, and he immediately prostrated: "Senior Luo, please help me."
How angry he was in the drug testing department before, now he is so timid.
I originally thought it was just an old grudge between the Li family and myself, so I rushed into the Qianxian county jail, saved my mother and left.
With his seventh-grade martial arts strength, even those detectives couldn't stop him.
Who would have thought that before he even entered Qianxian County, he would be hit in the face.
First, the sixth-grade Taoist cultivator blocked the way, and then the backstage of Marquis Yongchun was revealed.
That's a second-level martial arts master.
Zhang San wondered why he would send someone to embarrass himself for a little person like himself who should not have offended Marquis Yongchun.
"What's the matter? Tell me in detail and see if I can help you."
He Pingan helped Zhang San up and asked.
Zhang San recounted his grievances with the Li family, as well as the entire process of entering the Drug Testing Department and escaping again, except that he omitted He Ping'an's help in escaping and replaced it with a separate transaction between himself and the gatekeeper. .
He Pingan nodded repeatedly. It seemed that this guy still had some conscience and did not expose himself.
"In this case, you cannot use your own identity to return to Qian County."
He Pingan frowned and said.
"Senior, what does this mean?"
Zhang San was confused.
"Since you escaped from the Drug Testing Department, your identity cannot be revealed to the public."
"Now the Li family is colluding with the county magistrate, and maybe the Marquis of Yongchun is involved. If they find you coming back, won't you be arrested on the spot?"
He Pingan analyzed, and Zhang San nodded repeatedly.
"Please help Senior Luo."
Zhang Sanfu reached his heart and was ready to kowtow again.
"Over the years, your appearance and figure have changed a lot. You are completely different from eight years ago. Most people can't tell."
“Just work on the road leads.”
He Ping'an took a picture of a fallen leaf on the roadside with one hand, and when he swept it with his magic power, the fallen leaf turned into a yellow road guide.
There are two big characters written on it: Xiong Feng!
I'm too lazy to remember the name, but Xiong Feng has similar appearance and body shape to Zhang San, so they fit perfectly.
Handing the road guide in his hand to Zhang San, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw.
He secretly thought, no wonder other monks look down on martial arts and call martial arts monks warrior barbarians.
Only those who have reached the third level can master these ever-changing methods.
As for other monks, when they have basically reached the third level, they can already use it at will.
"Thank you, Senior Luo."
Zhang San took the guide and thanked him repeatedly.
"Let's go to the city together."
"Seeing that you are so filial, I will do my best and send Buddha to the West to help you rescue your mother."
He Ping'an smiled and took the lead towards the city gate.
...
Qianxian county government office, back hall.
Magistrate Shen was sitting upright at this time, not daring to make a sound.
Opposite him sat a young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, wearing a dark satin robe, a jade belt around his waist, and holding an ivory folding fan. He looked like a rich man.
It's a pity that the frivolous look on his eyebrows ruined his nobility and made him look a little unsteady.
Next to the young man, there were two guards standing in black armor. Their evil aura was almost solid. At first glance, they looked like masters who had experienced many life-and-death fights.
"Prince Wu, don't worry, as long as Zhang San dares to enter the city, he will definitely not be able to escape the eyes and ears of his subordinates."
Magistrate Shen said with a flattering smile, for fear of annoying the person opposite.
This young master is Wu Fan, the only son of Yongchun Marquis Wu Liang. He is a small seventh-grade county magistrate who cannot be offended.
It's strange to say that I don't know why this dandy suddenly became concerned about the grudge between Zhang San and the Li family eight years ago, and claimed to make decisions for the Li family.
Then he put pressure on County Magistrate Shen, and Hu found out that a traitor was guilty of committing murder, so he sent Zhang San's mother to the county jail and set a day for public trial.
"Magistrate Shen, how many years have you been staying in Qianxian County?"
Wu Fan asked with a smile, his voice unreadable.
"Xiaguan has been working in Qianxian County for ten years and three months. Qianxian County has been run by Xiaguan like an iron bucket. Prince Wu can rest assured."
County Magistrate Shen thought that Wu Fan was afraid that there were some omissions in his arrangements, so he quickly patted his chest to assure himself.
"I am naturally relieved that County Magistrate Shen will take action."
"The triennial plan is about to begin. Magistrate Shen doesn't want to take a step forward?"
Wu Fan asked softly, his tone full of temptation.
The Grand Plan is when Daxuan inspects local officials outside the capital, once every three years, and is related to the promotion of local officials. It can be said that the Grand Plan is the time when the fate of an official is decided.
"Alas, Prince Wu's words have touched upon the official's heart."
"The lower official was also a serious Jinshi. It's a pity that he wasted half his life and is still a seventh-grade county magistrate."
Magistrate Shen is pale-faced and beardless, about forty years old.
"My father often has contacts with the Minister of Civil Affairs. If things go well this time, it is not impossible for Magistrate Shen to move up."
Wu Fan winked and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Prince Wu. I understand that everything will go smoothly this time."
Magistrate Shen waited for Wu Fan to say this. He didn't understand why, so he quickly stood up and thanked him.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to Magistrate Shen."
Wu Fan held up his palms and smiled.
"Oh, by the way, Prince Wu, the old woman has been locked up for a few days. She seems to be seriously ill and dying. Do you want to see a doctor?"
"No need, as long as you're not dead."
A cruel smile appeared on Wu Fan's face.
Anyone related to He Ping'an will not die well.
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