Chapter 168 Reputation
"I'm going to Zhuo Yuanjiu."
"Zhuo Yuanjiu, it turns out that he is the son of the Governor of this state, so I wish I could do it." When he heard the name, Pei Ziyun had a little impression of him, he was the son of Governor Zhuodu.
This person is a Taoist ignorant, who loves the way of immortality. He has obtained many copies of Taoist scriptures through his family background. He is very talented and can practice the Dharma and enter the Tao with some copies without anyone teaching him. He is a first-class person in the secular master.
In the original owner's memory, this person was stuck in the Opening Gate Step and could not make progress. After being imprisoned, he was not sure what he said was not clear about.
Seeing that Pei Ziyun did not answer, Zhuo Yuanjiu said, "Please understand that the overall situation of Duke Yuan is the most important thing, and do not ruin the practice. Wouldn't you hear that the Tao is not related to noble people? Even if he is a prison official, he is also an official in the court, and it is a bad omen to kill him."
After being obedient, Pei Ziyun realized that Zhuo Yuanju did not know that he was being hunted down. At this time, he smiled: "I am not the one who killed him."
"Do you know that this person was secretly pursuing me? Although I am a juren, if I really want to arrest me, as long as the provincial academic and government revolutionize my ultimatum of fame and fortune is, why did this person arrest me privately?"
"What, is this happening?" Zhuo Yuanju was shocked. He was traveling abroad and didn't know about it. However, there was some news. He frowned when he looked at Pei Ziyun: "Is it possible that the thief arrested in the city for a while that was not the Duke of Jie Yuan?"
"It's me, there are reasons for this, Brother Zhuo, don't interfere randomly." Pei Ziyun chuckled. Although the son of the governor can be killed in martial arts, it is not an enemy, so there is no need to provoke him.
"Do you know why I wanted to kill him and they acted on orders, and I acted on orders, and people must be killed. Young Master, do you want to get involved in the struggle between the prince and the prince Lu?" Pei Ziyun said that borrowing the prince's tiger skin was scary, and strictly speaking, this is not wrong.
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Zhuo Yuanjiu couldn't help but take a breath, took a step back, sighed, and stopped talking. Even if he was the son of the governor, he would not end up in the vortex.
At this time, Tian Hong struggled to take the knife, suddenly howled, and rushed forward. The sword light flashed and blood spurted out, and the man fell to the ground.
"Everyone is missing in the world." Pei Ziyun sighed, his eyes lit up, and a plum blossom appeared, and a little at the moment.
In the information box: "Task: Kill the three chess pieces of Ying, Yong and Liang (completed)"
"Huh? You don't need to kill the gangsters this time?" Pei Ziyun took a look and suddenly realized that this man was a prison official. Although he had subordinates, he was all a court official. Once he died, the entire force would collapse and he didn't need to kill him further.
"Well, I'm tired of killing." The snow fell with the wind, Pei Ziyun turned around and stretched out his finger to point in the void: "Extract!"
For a moment, the phantom of the plum blossom appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and slowly disappeared in a blink of an eye. Unintentionally, the magic tricks gurgled the stream, flowing slowly.
Where there is no visible view of the naked eye, there is a faint spring breeze blowing, almost no feeling, and it is a bit like sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
"Is this?" Pei Ziyun was puzzled, and a feeling came to his heart. He seemed to have broken a certain barrier just now, and then he was a little bit more.
The translucent data frame floats in the field of view again with a faint sense of light. The data appears in front of you. If you look closely, there has been no change. After thinking about it, you will face a certain point.
"Pracial power: The first level of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi (completeness 0.01%)"
After waiting for a while, the completion degree was 0.02%, and then jumped a little more. Looking at this, Pei Ziyun felt a storm in his heart. The gathering brought moistening to make him feel like he wanted to moan out. He could feel a little bit of power being absorbed and transformed by the Yin God, and a slight solidification. The most obvious number is that the stars are constantly growing. Although it is very slow, it is always going on.
"So in this way, the Yin God constantly increases his supernatural powers and fits in the blessed land, which also nourishes the supernatural powers and spiritual energy."
"This is the way of earthly immortals in this world, but plum blossoms can actually open up another path." Pei Ziyun couldn't help but laugh, moaning with a trembling voice like metal.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou frost and snow are bright.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, as cool as a meteor.
Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.
After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name.
I was idle after Xinling drinking, take off my sword and cross my knees in front of me.
Three cups of wine are so proud, but the five mountains are so light.
After blurred eyes and ears, the spirit is simple and bright.
Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world.
Who can write to you, the Taixuan Sutra of the White-Headed Head."
After reciting, he turned around and left. Zhuo Yuanjiu was shocked when he listened to the poem. Seeing Pei Ziyun's torn clothes, he was about to leave the alley and called out: "Mr. Jie Yuan is really a poet. If you kill someone, you are afraid that there will be a lot of trouble. I have a quiet villa, so I can go and have a rest."
Pei Ziyun was stunned when he heard this, turned around and looked at him, and asked, "Oh, aren't you afraid of trouble?"
Zhuo Yuanju laughed: "My father is a man in the officialdom and is also a prince. I don't want to get involved in trouble, but I can still give Mr. Jie Yuan a rest in a quiet place."
"Please enter the car. I won't stay outside the city. It's just right for me to stay for a few days."
"Just as you want!" Pei Ziyun smiled and stepped on the car mat with his eyes closed. He was a little tired physically and mentally. As he was thinking about the matter, the ox cart drove out.
The system can transform reputation. The bigger the more people pass on it, the more you can make progress. You have to think of ways to gain some reputation.
I don’t know how long it took, but the ox cart stopped and the coachman shouted, “Young Master, the other courtyard has arrived.”
Pei Ziyun got out of the car, and a cold wind blew over her face. She looked at it and saw that it was a small courtyard on the side of the river, which could be plunged into the river at any time. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was blurred and unclear after several meters.
"I chose well, leaning on the left and facing the river bank on the right!" As he said that, he went up. This was a small courtyard with three main rooms and two rows of wing rooms, all with thick snow.
There were still a cluster of plum blossoms growing in the corner of the wall. The fresh and cold fragrance of plum blossoms came. Pei Ziyun said, "I like plum blossoms."
When Zhuo Yuanjiu saw him pondering, he smiled: "Mr. Jie Yuan must have a poem."
Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly and said, "I just finished my fun and lost my poetry."
As I spoke, I entered the house and saw that the outside was inconspicuous, and the inside was decorated elegantly, including wooden couches, quilts, bookshelfs, inkstones, paper and pens, as well as stoves.
There were rice, grain and meat in the kitchen. Zhuo Yuanjiu said, "I lived there for a few days ago, and there were things inside. It was snowing heavily outside and no one saw it. However, in order to avoid being looked for, I could not send someone to serve me. I had to take care of everything myself."
Hearing this, Pei Ziyun nodded his head. In order to avoid searching, he said a few words and sent Zhuo Yuanjiu out, and disappeared into the snow in a blink of an eye.
After a while, Pei Ziyun burned a large bucket of hot water himself, and took the new clothes over. Pei Ziyun sat in the bathtub and felt comfortable all over. During these days, people were killed, chased, and rarely bathed. The weather was cold and the ground was frozen. At this time, he was a little drowsy.
Pei Ziyun pondered in his heart, how to gain reputation?
I am a great man, and my fame has not been completely spread. As long as it spreads, I will have more reputation. If I go further, the biggest shortcut is to win the top scorer and become a high-ranking official. However, this foundation of cultivation will probably be destroyed by the dragon energy and cannot be regarded as a destiny.
He went to fight thousands of miles and killed Ying, Yong and Liang, which is a legend, but this is a royal secret. Even King Lu cannot make a big fuss. How can he promote it?
Poetry is more important than poetry. I have just written one, so it is not better to put it on too much.
In fact, academics can only be circulated among small-scale scholars, and people who are interested in studying science must pay attention to it. It can be said that university collection is like a gold mine. The longer the time, the more the stone is, the gold will be produced, but it is impossible to have too much effect in a short period of time.
"Apart from these, or are there only works?"
"And to gain reputation, the easiest thing is to be easy to understand. Although poetry and academics are elegant, there are too few people who can appreciate it. If you want to gain reputation as much as possible, what can be sung to storytellers is the most important thing."
Taoist exists in the world, monsters, ghosts, foxes, ghosts, and beauties, and is widely known. It can be written into books. Pu Songling's previous life spent all his life. Although he was not famous at that time, it was circulated for hundreds of years after his death. He had read the script of this world by himself, but it was just ordinary.
Yes, when I was on Earth, I had a close friend who got drunk while drinking and told me the secret of writing. At that time, I felt enlightened. However, I didn’t write a book back then, so I might give it a try in this life.
Just as I was thinking, my eyes swept across the information box and suddenly I was stunned.
"Pracial power: The first level of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi (completeness 1.7%)"
"As we have done so much along the way, it seems that we have to be careful."
Fucheng
The heavy snow fell and thousands of people were still searching. Fang Jie and Tian Hong died, and even the army was mobilized. After searching for several days, there was no trace.
In a hall, Eunuch Ding walked back and forth, his face turned pale, and the inspector brought some fear to him: "Dadminton, I have carefully checked the mountain, but I can't find it."
"We searched the various pharmacies, hotels and restaurants in the city several times, but we couldn't find them. All the doctors also questioned them. There was no reception for treatment. We searched them several times, or the child had already escaped."
Eunuch Ding was angry and deeply unwilling to give up. After walking a few steps, he shouted loudly: "This person is injured, but hundreds of you can't find it. They are all waste!"
"Justice just now had a message saying that even if I am my father-in-law's face, I cannot keep the city closed, and I cannot keep the army being banned."
"But in this situation, how do you ask the Sa family to explain to Your Highness?" Eunuch Ding's eyes turned bloody due to furiousness, sweeping everyone.
Everyone in the field felt cold as they were on their bodies, and there was a cold sweat on the inspector's forehead. They said with a tough forehead: "Dadfather-in-law, now they may be loose on the outside and tight on the inside. They are staring at hotels, hotels, docks, and important roads. Once they find out, it will not be too late to encircle and suppress them again."
He didn't say anything. It's so cold now, it's so snowy, and there are already frostbite for several days. If this continues, his morale will collapse. Even if he forcefully ordered, he will have no combat power.
After hearing this, Eunuch Ding endured his anger and swept over everyone. Seeing that everyone was silent, he knew that the string was too tight. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Well, do what you said!"
After saying that, my nails were flipped.
At this time, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.
Chapter completed!