Chapter 85 Night Attack on the Earl’s Mansion (please follow up)

After returning to the Yamen, there was nothing to do all afternoon. Warrants for his arrest had been issued everywhere, and special personnel were keeping an eye on Mr. Wu Gong, waiting for him to catch him.

Qi Ping returned to his boredom as a newcomer.

This was the case for the next three days.

Lin Wu seemed to have disappeared. No matter how he searched for it, there was no result. There were more than a dozen "reports" along the way. The Jinyi people left excitedly and returned disappointed.

After verification, they were all false positives.

Qi Ping was not surprised by this. In this era of lack of technological assistance, in a big city with a population of millions, it would be too easy for a cautious and cunning guy to hide.

Lin Wu is like a drop of water, blending into the ocean without leaving a trace.

The situation at the Earl's Mansion was also calm. The only difference was that the Earl of Martial Arts and his son went out less frequently.

"I'm afraid Lin Wu has escaped. Three of the four enemies have been killed. The remaining martial arts masters are huge and are masters of the Marrow Cleansing Realm. How can they be killed?

In addition, he was almost caught last time, so he may have gone far away."

At the regular meeting, a captain said:

It has been recognized by many people.

"Qi Ping, what do you think?" Yu Qing asked.

Qi Ping, who was in a daze while fishing in a meeting, shook his head: "I can't tell."

Yes, he couldn't give an answer either.

In my heart, I feel that the character shown by the other party is not likely to give up easily.

But Qi Ping couldn't figure out how the other party could defeat the martial arts master.

Delay time, wait ten days and a half, relax your vigilance and then take action?

These are all things that cannot be said for sure.

"By the way, the soldiers who escorted Lin Wu to be dispatched...are there any results from the inquiry?" he asked.

A school captain said: "We found the person involved, who insisted that Lin Wu fell seriously ill on the road, passed out, and was left in the wilderness."

Is this so... Qi Ping was thoughtful.

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After his shift was over, he rode back home.

On the way, I found a few tea shops and inquired about it, and I was surprised to find that the blood feud case has been updated to a new version among the people.

Rumors leaked out somewhere, and the story of the revenge of the descendants of the Lin family fifteen years ago became a hot topic among the lower class citizens of Kyoto.

There are no hot searches in this era, otherwise it would be easy to make headlines.

Returning to Liujiao Alley, he greeted Fan Er, who was holding his chin in a daze in the store, and Qi Ping ate and practiced as usual.

During this period, in addition to meditating and breathing, he also added the homework of drawing talismans.

If you hold a sapphire pen, you can write the character "Feng" fifty to sixty percent before it collapses.

If you use a magic pen instead, you can write more than 90% of the time, but the writing will often fall apart only at the last stroke.

The moment he can complete calligraphy and painting, it means he has started.

"As expected, it's just like what Xi Lian said... At my speed, if I practice a few more times, I might be able to get started... Well, with the help of a magic talisman pen."

"But there is also a problem. There is a huge difference between the two pens. In public, I can only use sapphire... Although the heavenly magic weapon is good, it is very troublesome if it cannot be exposed."

Qi Ping put down the sapphire brush and frowned in thought.

"It would be great if I could use the magic pen without being exposed."

He thought for a while, then suddenly showed the heaven-level magic weapon and asked: "Can you do it?"

He knew that this broken pen was full of spirituality and understood human language, so he tried to communicate.

The Talisman Pen was downcast and motionless.

Qi Ping thought for a while and said: "If you can do it, every time you help me, I will allow you to draw one."

The magical talisman pen came to life with a "pop", and suddenly turned into a stream of light, returning to the sea of ​​consciousness. Qi Ping was just wondering when he saw the sapphire pen on the table flying up automatically and falling into his hand.

Immediately, a mysterious feeling emerged. At this moment, the two brushes seemed to become one, or in other words, the two established a subtle connection.

Qi Ping's heart moved, and he controlled the sapphire pen to draw the talisman.

At the same time, deep in his mind, the shadow of the magic talisman pen also made exactly the same movement.

True essence is poured into the magical instrument, and white traces appear in the air.

Those are words outlined by the vitality of heaven and earth.

Stroke by stroke.

It was extremely smooth. As if with the help of God, Qi Ping reached the last stroke in a blink of an eye. It was slightly sluggish. He held his breath and concentrated on the N+1 attempt.

Maybe if you accumulate enough, things will fall into place.

Finally...buzz.

The space trembled, and a magical talisman with the word "Feng" appeared in its entirety.

After practicing hard for several days, he finally cast his first spell.

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It's dawn the next day.

When Qi Shu came to Qi Ping's house with a broom and was about to go in and clean it, she took a step and stepped back with an "ah yo" sound. She rubbed her forehead and stared blankly at the door that was open but could not be entered.

The poor girl saw the air wall for the first time.

"What's wrong?" Fan Er heard the noise from the front and looked over curiously.

Qi Shu was silent for a moment and said, "There is a mouse in the room."

Fan Er was shocked. He didn't dare to have a mouse in the bookstore. He trotted towards the door: "Get out of the way, I'll catch him!"

“Ah yo!!”

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On the streets of the inner city, Qi Ping was in a happy mood, and the sense of urgency he felt after witnessing Lin Wu's strength was relieved.

With the technique, my mind is at peace.

After entering the Zhenfu Yamen, after finishing the counting, Pei Shaoqing held him back:

"It's our turn to stay on duty tonight, haven't you forgotten?"

"...Of course I haven't forgotten it." Qi Ping looked upright and paused: "Watching the night in the Yamen or staying in the Earl's Mansion?"

The former is the normal system of the town and Fu school lieutenants, who are on duty at night in rotation, while the latter is temporarily set up by Yu Qing for the case. There is a school lieutenant guarding outside the Earl's Mansion every day to notify him if there is any trouble.

"...In the Yamen."

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Five days after Zheng Haochang's death, the intensity of the vendetta case has not diminished.

In a certain teahouse in the outer city, the people in the city were talking a lot:

"It's been five days, and no one has been arrested yet."

"Maybe he ran out of the city, or maybe he's hiding somewhere."

"Humph, in the past, Lin Guozhong collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country. If you ask me, all the Lin family should have been killed. How could things like today happen?" Someone slapped the case and cursed angrily.

The tea guest at the next table shook his head: "It's hard to talk about this matter. Let's just say that Lin Guozhong was a very popular minister back then. He was so famous. How could he suddenly fall?"

"what do you want to say?"

"Everyone understands that the interests involved are too great. It will not be good for you to know. The water is deep here..."

Amidst the discussion, in the corner, a tea guest wearing a bamboo hat stood up and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He went to a quiet place and took off his hat, revealing Lin Wu's ugly face.

With an expressionless face, he took out a human skin mask to disguise his appearance, and then took a deep breath, his joints crackling, and his height actually shrank by several inches.

In the blink of an eye, his appearance changed.

I glanced at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and walked towards the inner city with firm steps.

Soon, night comes.

Night falls over Kyoto, and there is no strict curfew in the inner city. However, the imperial guards patrolling the city occasionally check passers-by, so the number of carriages, horses, and pedestrians is rare at night.

On a small building, Captain Jinyi, who was assigned to stay, yawned and drank all the tea again. He turned his head and looked outside.

The night is dark, there are no stars or moon tonight, it is already midnight, and in the distance, the red lanterns of the Earl's Mansion hang high, and everything is peaceful.

Inside the Earl's Palace.

On the roof of the main hall of the inner courtyard, Hong Qianhu was sitting cross-legged and meditating. There were faint fluctuations of energy around him, covering his whole body.

None of the servants in the house, or even the martial arts master himself, were aware of his presence.

Under the cover of the Taoist magic weapon, Honglu has become completely invisible.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked calmly somewhere in the compound, where the Avengers were coming like ghosts in the darkness.

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Chapter completed!