After talking a lot to myself, almost.

Ouyang Rong bid farewell to Xiuzhen and dug out the well entrance of the Pure Land Palace.

I don't know why, but there is a mysterious feeling flowing in my heart.

He lowered his head and looked down. The sword box in his arms trembled slightly. A certain tripod sword seemed to be about to come out.

He just said that the little guy was "home" and couldn't wait to come out to play. Ouyang Rong didn't care about it for the time being. It was just like raising a cat and he couldn't be spoiled.

Seize the time and prepare to go to the Mahavira Hall where the ritual is being held.

However, there is still something to do before going over.

Not long after Ouyang Rong walked out of Beitian Nursing Home, he silently turned into a newly built hall.

It was the Sutra Copying Hall where the Buddha's body was originally hidden, but it was renovated after it collapsed in the battle between Ouyang Rong and Qiu Shenji.

The Buddhist temple is brand new and the big Buddha has been recast. It is not open yet.

Ouyang Rong walked into the hall as if there was no one around. Following the information in the previous secret letter, he dug out a dust-free baggage in the dark corner behind the Buddha statue.

It is different from other objects in the hall that have fallen a layer of dust, as if someone had placed it here newly.

Ouyang Rong looked unsurprised and opened the baggage.

Four things.

A sapphire blue Confucian shirt, a bulging sheepskin water bag, a customs clearance guide including ferry tickets, and a small purse.

Picking up the small purse, tossing it around and weighing it, he opened it and took a look.

Raise your eyebrows slightly.

Ten taels of broken silver, a bit dirty.

But it was "clean" silver that was randomly exchanged at different times and locations in the bustling market of Tanlangdu today.

Tanlangdu, Zheyi Canal, has a large flow of people, merchants and frequent transactions.

Silver goes through hundreds of hands in one day.

It's full of "copper smell" and it's hard to trace your personal scent.

This is as "clean" as the ID guide and the ticket of a certain passenger ship that will check in and leave tomorrow morning.

Even if it falls into the hands of some female Sitianjian officials afterwards, it will be difficult to trace it back... We still have to pay attention to the details.

Ouyang Rong nodded.

In the silent hall, Mo Mo put on a royal blue Confucian shirt.

He put the small purse and the new identity and the ferry ticket into his sleeve one by one.

Uncle Yan's thoughtfulness made Ouyang Ronggao take a look.

The current Longcheng County Lieutenant is Yan Liulang's father. He was a veteran detective and was once a well-known detective expert in several surrounding counties. Previously, when Ouyang Rong was in power in Longcheng, he had been recuperating at home, and Yan Liulang acted as the County Lieutenant.

Ouyang Rong did not ask what illness Uncle Yan was recovering from at that time.

However, considering that the Liu family, a local snake, was powerful at the time, Ouyang Rong was the new county magistrate, and when Lengtou Qingyuan took office for the first time, the experienced old county captain may have felt something bad and vaguely smelled something.

After Ouyang Rong "accidentally" fell into the water and fell into coma, the old county captain had been taking sick leave and asked his only son Yan Liulang to take over his duties.

The original intention may have been that Rokuro was not familiar with affairs and would take a temporary job to fish, so that the family would try not to get involved in the "scholar versus bully" fight between gods and immortals.

As for whether the old county captain expected that the stupid young Yan Liulang would be subtly infected by Ouyang Rong's style, he not only performed his duties conscientiously, but even took the lead in the charge, further offending the Liu family... it is unknown.

Yan Liulang probably didn't know about his father's old-fashioned thoughts at the beginning, and Ouyang Rong didn't know anything about it.

After all, he has no right to ask others to follow him desperately. To a certain extent, to wait and see neutrally is to favor him who is unfamiliar with the place.

However, the subsequent results clearly proved that Yan Liulang was not with the wrong person.

Not only did he follow Ouyang Rong to his post, he was promoted to Jiangzhou Judiciary and joined the army, and became his father's immediate boss. He was even lucky enough to get to know Prince Xunyang, who is currently in Jiangzhou Biejieli Fusu.

The grown-up boy of my family has been immersed in studying regardless of opposition, and it turns out that stupid people are blessed with lots of money.

I guess the old county lieutenant was confused.

Before and after the incident in Dragon City, the old county lieutenant silently helped, tried his best to finish things off, check for omissions and fill in the gaps, and deal with those difficult female officials. It may be that he was trying to make up for his guilt after seeing things wrong.

Ouyang Rong and the old county captain tacitly understood some things, and Yan Liulang in the middle was quite happy. After all, his father could help, and at least he recognized the cause he wanted to do with the Ming Dynasty. In his father's heart, he was no longer the same as before.

Such an idle young man.

In the baggage, there was actually a small note, which was not included in the original plan.

Ouyang Rong lit a solitary lamp, looked at it closely, and then burned it after reading it.

The paper contained quite detailed information about Li Li and his party at the Main Hall, as well as the staffing and so on. It also mentioned that a female official from Jiangzhou came to investigate the case.

Although Ouyang Rong already knew these things, he confirmed it again and accepted the favor silently.

The next moment.

The light in front of Ouyang Rong went out.

He placed the slightly trembling piano-shaped sword case on the table.

He took out a pill box from his arms and poured a round dark green pill into the palm of his hand.

Ouyang Rong picked up the sheepskin water bag on the table, opened it, and prepared to drink it.

This is the last step before going to the Main Hall.

It has been calculated before that the surging spiritual energy provided by a top-quality qi-replenishing elixir "Mo Jiao", when properly arranged, can break through the body-protecting true qi of four sixth-grade qi practitioners, and kill them. What's more, tonight is just a matter of killing.

One sixth-grade Qi practitioner and three seventh-grade Qi practitioners, the latter are considered as bonuses.

However, you have to pay more attention to the way you deploy the sword.

The spiritual energy provided by the Qi-boosting elixir was more than enough. Ouyang Rong didn't feel it was a pity to waste it. It was better to be cautious. If the arrangement failed, at least some spiritual energy should be left to escape.

Otherwise, without using the qi-replenishing elixir and the merit purple mist at the bottom of the box, Ouyang Rong's spiritual energy reserves as an eighth-level sword wielder alone would only be enough to kill a sixth-level qi refiner.

Moreover, after breaking through the opponent's body-protecting spiritual energy, after chopping melons and vegetables, there will be no spiritual energy left to escape.

What I said before in front of my little junior sister, calmly pretending to be cool, is right, but after one sword strike with all my strength, I have to stop and laugh to death.

Clear away distracting thoughts.

Ouyang Rong raised his head, took a sip of water, and took the elixir.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

He frowned and looked at the piano case, then turned to look at the Buddhist temples on the left and right.

The main hall was quiet and no one was there. The mysterious feeling when I just left the underground palace was slightly amplified by the quiet environment.

The body of the piano case on the table trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with you..." I asked helplessly.

In the empty main hall, in front of the Ci Mei Buddha, a young man in a Confucian shirt hesitated for a moment.

Put down the hand holding the pill.

He tried to open the sword case.

In an instant, "an arc" slipped out of the gap in the sword box and flew into the sky.

The clear blue light illuminated Ouyang Rong's face for a moment.

Looking up, I saw a blue arc suspended in the sky above the hall, spinning rapidly, creating a cyclone and stirring up the cigarettes in the hall.

At the same time, accompanied by waves of inexplicable tremors, the blue sword energy bloomed wantonly, and the light spread all over the hall.

After sensing it with the sword master's mind, Ouyang Rong frowned, a little surprised.

He was not surprised by the little guy's excitement.

But I am surprised...it is swallowing up the vast incense accumulated in Dagushan in the past hundred years!

Like a long whale swallowing the sea.

…

Main Hall, back hall.

Li Li and his party, who walked into the morgue in the back hall without even offering incense, had different expressions at this moment.

From the main hall ahead, the faint sound of Shandao and other monks chanting sutras could be heard.

However, few people in the hall paid attention, and all their attention was focused on the Persian businessman who was speaking in a low voice.

"It's actually a new sword!"

The frivolous Taoist priest was very surprised: "Doesn't it mean that a new sword formula has been published, and the sword wielder can reach a higher level with his unique pulse?"

Li Li nodded solemnly and looked around at everyone in the lobby.

There are some detailed information that was not convenient to share on the road before, but now that we are at the destination, we must reveal some details to alert everyone.

The young Taoist priest restrained his frivolous expression.
To be continued...