I have to admit that Xie Lingjiang’s eyes are very stressful.

The Jade Lady Fairy's breathing became softer unconsciously, and her breathing rate almost became chaotic.

At this moment, she was sure of one thing.

Xie Lingjiang has entered the seventh rank and has been promoted to the middle rank Qi Practitioner. If I remember correctly, the seventh rank orthodox Confucian Qi Practitioner is called a book-turner.

The Jade Fairy saw the Zhu Fei aura faintly emanating from Xie Lingjiang's body, perhaps due to his ups and downs of mood swings.

The only thing she can do at this time is to carefully hide the fluctuations of spiritual energy on her body, and never reveal her flaws.

The atmosphere between the two of them was silent for a while.

finally.

"Never been."

Xie Lingjiang slowly withdrew his gaze, looked down at the red string on his wrist, shook his head and spoke.

The big stone weighing on the heart of the Jade Lady Fairy was temporarily put down.

Xie Lingjiang frowned slightly and asked again:

"By the way, isn't Senior Brother going to inspect the Beitian Nursing Home? The inspection will be completed so quickly?"

The Jade Immortal thought about her words and said:

"I went to see you, but there was nothing to find out. I still couldn't bear to leave you, so I came back..."

After a pause, she glanced at Xie Lingjiang and spoke more smoothly:

"Get ready to go down the mountain. You go change clothes first."

Xie Lingjiang looked at "Ouyang Rong" for a while, then nodded and moved his eyes away from his face.

She turned to Master Shandao, borrowed a waiting room in the back hall, went to the back of the hall, and changed into men's clothes.

The Jade Fairy took a long breath.

After that, as if he cherished his words like gold, he answered Master Shandao's conversation.

When she caught a glimpse of a hidden figure outside the hall, she turned around and went out.

Taking advantage of Xie Lingjiang's absence, the Jade Fairy came straight to Liu Liu, turned her back to him, looked at the scenery outside, and asked coldly:

"How's it going over there?"

"The female fairy has a clever plan. Sure enough, Ouyang Lianghan went to the Beitian Nursing Home. He has been caught in the net and cannot escape. Now Liu Qi is watching over there, just in case. The female fairy is really..."

The Jade Fairy frowned and interrupted:

"Ouyang Lianghan has something called a skirt knife on his body. Go and get it. I am not wearing this knife. The Xie family seems a little suspicious."

Liu Liu raised his eyelids and glanced at the slender figure of "Ouyang Rong" in front of him, who was dressed in official uniform. The more he looked at him, the more he was amazed, and he respectfully replied:

"Skirt knife? It's a saber, right? I seem to have some impression of it. I'll go and get it, little one."

"Slowly, forget it if you can't get it."

The Jade Fairy looked at the sky, her brows furrowed, and she said in an impatient tone:

"Okay, let's go quickly, Xie Lingjiang is about to come out, I will go and deal with it.

"We will take her and the gang of detectives at the door down the mountain to pick them up later.

"Now you go to Beitian Nursing Home to collect Ouyang Lianghan's body. Everything is going as planned."

The Jade Fairy said nothing and turned around to enter the palace again.

Liu Liu glanced inside the palace and left quietly.

…

The changes in Beitian Nursing Home have been quite dramatic.

"Your Majesty, please come this way."

A middle-aged monk with rosacea in yellow robes spread his palms towards Ouyang Rong and welcomed him into the courtyard.

As soon as Ouyang Rong entered the door, he was warmly welcomed by Senior Brother Xiu Du in Xiufa Mouth.

Ouyang Rong entered the door with his hands behind his back. He looked left and right along the way.

This time the county government funded the renovation and expansion of Donglin Temple, which indeed brought many good changes to Beitian Alms Home.

For example, the dry well in the underground palace next to the bamboo forest in the courtyard is increasingly surrounded by railings and wooden boards.

It should be unlikely that the scene like before, where several old, weak, disabled, and mentally ill people fell in at the same time and gathered to play house.

Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction.

"Has the County Magistrate been here before?"

Seeing that the young magistrate almost didn't need him to lead the way, and could expertly turn left and right to enter, Senior Brother Xiu Du asked with curiosity on his face.

"That's right..."

Ouyang Rong dealt with it casually.

Do I have to tell you about the fact that I sneaked here every night to jump into a well while I was recovering from illness?

Senior Brother Xiu Du looked dazed and patted his forehead. He seemed to have a bad memory:

"Oh, little monk, I remembered it. It seems that the magistrate made a mistake and fell into a well... It's a sin, a sin."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look back at the rosacea-red face of the monk in charge of the Beitian Almshouse.

He faintly smelled some alcohol and glanced at the water stains on the sleeves of Xiu Du's yellow monk's robe.

Hmm, why do you feel that something is not right with you monks at Donglin Temple?

Isn’t it true that one family does not belong to the same family?

It seems that her hair is slightly normal, but maybe, maybe, maybe... it will soon be led astray by Master Shandao?

Ouyang Rong saw through Xiu Du's minor violations but did not tell them.

It's okay to drink alcohol, just don't have sex.

"Why is there no one there?"

Ouyang Rong turned around and asked.

Before, he remembered that the courtyard was full of patients running around, and it suddenly became so quiet and orderly. Ouyang Rong was a little uncomfortable with it.

Xiu Du said hurriedly: "We are all waiting for the magistrate in the inner courtyard. The young monk will take you there right now."

"Okay, I've wanted to come and have a look for a long time."

Ouyang Rong smiled and followed Monk Xiu Du through the front building to the backyard.

The inner courtyard is surrounded by whitewashed walls, surrounded by bamboo groves, three gatehouses with hanging flowers, and hand-curved verandahs on all sides.

It is not one courtyard, but several adjacent courtyards separated by white walls, and different disabled patients move around in different courtyards.

With a soft sound, the wooden courtyard door was pushed open from the outside inward.

At Xiu Du's respectful invitation, Ouyang Rong entered first.

He looked around curiously.

I saw a lot of stone tables, benches and chairs in the courtyard. Many old, young and disabled people with missing arms and legs were sitting or lying in the courtyard to bask in the sun. They seemed to be waiting for lunch.

What Ouyang Rong didn't know was that among the disabled people in the distance, there was a one-armed young man sitting at the stone table.

The one-armed young man slowly raised his eyes, which had been lowered for a long time, and cast a quiet gaze on him.

Finally came.

Ajie was silent.

He tightened his arms tightly and wrapped a piece of cloth in his arms to disguise the scabbard of a long stick.

Watching Ouyang Rong slowly approaching.

Ajie suddenly remembered.

That year in Chang'an, his first sword seemed to have been obtained by killing someone for a rich man.

But that year, he was still a disabled beggar with only one life left.

The muffled sound of the sword cutting into the target's lungs was still fresh in Ajie's memory until now, and she occasionally heard it again in her dreams.

But at that time, there was someone behind him that he wanted to protect, and the target of the assassination was not a good bird.

He thrust out the sword without hesitation.

And now…

If Gui Niang knew about it, she would probably never make osmanthus wine for me again...

Ajie thought silently in her heart, her lowered eyes watching Ouyang Rong's footsteps getting closer and closer not far away.

Yes, "Gui Niang" is not just the name of Ajie's beloved sword that was imprisoned in Yunmeng Jianze Tao Valley.
To be continued...