Ling Muyun and Liu Ziji arrived at Tanchun Tower, which made Xie Nan's eyes brighten.
Being able to invite Liu Ziji was something she never expected.
The prefect Lu Zongzhi asked him to come out of Wuduo Mountain many times. Even if he was given the official position of offering wine in Nanyang, Liu Ziji turned a deaf ear.
Not even down the mountain.
When Lu Zong went up the mountain for the second time, he didn't even find Liu Ziji. He wanted to make a legendary move of "visiting the thatched cottage three times", but it ended because Liu Ziji didn't catch a cold.
"It's really a great honor for Mr. Liu to come to the shop. No matter what, he must leave his calligraphy treasure and make the shop full of fairy spirit."
After Xie Nan finished speaking, she looked at Ling Muyun with pleading eyes.
"Okay, if you don't mind, I can write a few sentences."
Ling Muyun is tone-deaf, but that doesn't stop his handwriting from being beautiful. But in terms of fame, even polishing Liu Ziji's ink seems to be exalting him.
"Now that fellow Taoist has spoken, I can't refuse, so I'll give you the pen and ink!"
Liu Ziji couldn't help but refute Ling Muyun's face, and seeing Xie Nan's face look troubled, he casually found the nearest table, rolled up his sleeves, and waited for Xie Nan to sharpen his ink.
"Coming and going in a hurry and stopping, the world is nothing more than Tanchun Tower"
A few words, a few strokes, simple and easy to pronounce, really wrote into Xie Nan's heart.
"Waiter, come here and die! Hurry up and hire the best framer in the city to hang the words in a conspicuous place."
Amidst Xie Nan's thanks, the two came to the guest room.
"Dunjia Tianshu" was rolled up casually under the pillow, and there was also a copy of "Grand Master Thunder Zhengfa", the pages of which were even more roughly folded.
Liu Ziji felt a burst of physical pain at the sight.
He quickly took the book over carefully and carefully straightened out its creases.
I could only see the light shining on the pages of the book. The material was neither brocade nor silk, and it exuded a simple atmosphere.
"Sir, copy or recite it by yourself. I have to go find Brother Ye to prevent trouble." After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he seemed worried and continued: "Sir, please don't ask for external copies, especially Lei Shu, which is a family biography. , it’s not enough for outsiders.”
"Fellow Taoist, please rest assured. It is a blessing for me to understand the Dunjia Heavenly Book. How can I pass it on without permission? I have never forgotten what I have read since I was a child, and it is very inconvenient to copy it, so I recite it in my Taoist friend's room."
In order to reassure Ling Muyun, Liu Ziji put the "Grand Master's Thunderous Dharma" under his pillow.
Ling Muyun felt relieved, left the room, and asked Xiang Xie Nan: "Shopkeeper, may I ask which direction Brother Ye, who was traveling with me, went?"
Xie Nan replied without hesitation: "Go to the prefect's mansion. Brother Ye said that if the young master asks, he will tell you so."
Prefect's Mansion?
Lao Ma said that today Lu Zongzhi invited Liu Chan to treat his daughter, and Brother Ye was monitoring the two men, who were neither men nor women, and would not leave their posts without any reason.
Is there a connection between Zoroastrianism and the Mirror Spirit? They are both the Four Ancient Evils, and their thoughts in the past have turned towards the human race. According to Jia Nianxi, the Spirit of Resentment and the Spirit of Mirror are obviously in cahoots with the Four Ancient Evils.
The leader of the Fire Worship Cult is the spirit of resentment.
The outer cover of Zoroastrianism is that it is a teaching from outside Xinjiang, but among the people, the distinction between Zoroastrianism and Zoroastrianism is not clear.
"It seems like Zoroastrianism and Zoroastrianism are in collusion."
Ling Muyun was thinking about it while walking on the way to the prefect's mansion.
Lu Zongzhi kept his daughter's medical treatment secret, but there were indeed many good people who stretched their necks and pricked their ears to listen to the goings on in the Gaomen Courtyard.
First-hand information always gives you the pleasure of standing out from the crowd.
Among them, Brother Ye climbed up a big tree and had a panoramic view of every move in the prefect's mansion.
"Brother Ye!"
Ling Muyun jumped to the tree and stood on the branch next to Brother Ye.
In the prefect's mansion, there are many people, including servants and maids, walking back and forth.
The person who spoke to us was a plump man dressed in neither Buddha nor Taoism. He wore a Taoist crown and held a wooden stick in his hand, flying up and down.
"The fatter one should be Liu Chan."
"The two people the Young Master asked me to monitor also entered the boudoir of Lu Zong's daughter and have not come out yet, unless they have the ability to escape!"
Brother Ye didn't squint his eyes, for fear of missing any details.
Ling Muyun nodded.
That frightening aura appeared and disappeared, presumably the two of them were still in the Prefect's Mansion.
"I don't know what kind of tricks Liu Chan is playing. You and I are watching from a distance, but we can't grasp the root of it. Brother Ye is keeping an eye on his movements. I will go into the prefect's mansion to take a look."
Ling Muyun floated under the tree, jumped three times in one step, and when he climbed over the wall, he happened to land next to Butler Jia.
"Butler, are you okay?"
Ling Muyun pretended to be familiar with him, which made Butler Jia a little surprised.
It's only been a day, how can you say it so vividly? With a flash of his mind, he instantly understood Ling Muyun's purpose: "Master Ling, come uninvited? Say hello to me in advance, why haven't I made all the arrangements?"
"The housekeeper has a lot of things to do, how can I disturb him? I heard that Liu Chan, a Zoroastrian, was treating young ladies in the streets and alleys. I was curious and came in."
Ling Muyun took out an ingot of gold from his arms and handed it to Butler Jia: "I came in a hurry, and I couldn't bring any supplements to the lady. I'm afraid I'll trouble the steward."
Ling Muyun said it sincerely, but why didn't Butler Jia know the truth?
To buy supplements for the young lady, would you borrow it from him?
"Young Master Ling, you're welcome!" Butler Jia said with a smile on his face.
As the steward of the prefect, his monthly salary was only two taels of silver, so he was converted into coppers and paid out. This ingot of gold was almost half a year's salary.
"Steward Jia, how many people have been invited to treat young lady today?"
"Vice-leader Liu was originally the only one. In view of the complicated condition of the young lady, he took the initiative to ask for two helpers. He said they were fellow Taoists from his sect. Their names were Ruan Da and Huang Er. They were rustic."
After Butler Jia finished speaking, he leaned towards Ling Muyun's ear: "I conclude that Huang Er is Ruan Da's male prostitute! Of course, in Dajin, this hobby is not unusual."
Ling Muyun couldn't help but smile.
"Butler, what are those pots of red?"
"Cinnabar! However, I just heard from Deputy Leader Liu that the evil spirit is extremely stubborn. However, Cinnabar cannot suppress it yet. It requires the blood of boys and girls."
After Butler Jia finished speaking, he clicked his tongue for a long time: "The prefect was kind-hearted and refused on the spot. No, Deputy Leader Liu is doing his best, but it can delay it for more than a month at most. Any longer, I'm afraid the young lady..."
Ling Muyun understood what he heard and lamented for a long time with Butler Jia before climbing over the wall and leaving the prefect's mansion.
"Let's go!"
"Master, are you no longer keeping an eye on the whereabouts of the two of you?" Brother Ye asked.
"No need, these two people will not leave Nanyang County within a month." After Ling Muyun said firmly, he asked again: "Brother Ye, have you heard of the spell that makes people lose their souls?"
Brother Ye nodded: "It's too complicated. It may be a poison, a suppressor, a curse, or a curse. It all has this effect. It's hard to explain clearly without seeing the real person!"
Ling Muyun thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "It seems that I am going to be a gentleman again. Fortunately, I can't steal or steal, so I can live up to the word gentleman."
