After leaving the box, Zhiyi was already waiting at the corner. When he saw her handing out the paper bag in her arms, he asked in a low voice: "This thing is very powerful, are you sure it won't hurt yourself?"
Shen Qingqing neatly put away the paper bag and gave him a "don't worry" look, "I haven't lived enough yet and I won't make fun of my own life."
"That's good." Zhiyi rubbed his hands and smiled, "You owe me a favor this time. After you kill that bitch Chen Bitian, you have to treat me to a meal. Let's start a small business and don't call you Master Gu."
"Why don't you call me?" Gu Jiali appeared at the stairs at some point and looked at Zhiyi expressionlessly.
Poor Zhiyi was so frightened that his face turned pale instantly.
Gu Jiali turned his attention to Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing sold him without hesitation: "Zhiyi wanted me to invite him to dinner without you, probably because you talk too much and are too boring."
Zhiyi's face collapsed and he wanted to cry. He thought to himself, why is this so embarrassing?
"Really?" Gu Jiali had no expression on his face, but Zhiyi was still keen to distinguish the danger signal from his changed voice.
At this time, a woman's soft voice happened to be heard from downstairs: "Miss Shen, I'm back."
It contains cigarettes.
Knowing that Yi was being pardoned, he ran downstairs, shouting as he ran, "I'll go and invite her up."
Without waiting for his invitation, Hanyan took the initiative to go upstairs, came to the three people and went straight to the point: "They are out to arrest people. There are only twenty or thirty people left around Chen Bitian. If you want to attack, now is the best time. "
Shen Qingqing nodded, turned her head and looked at Gu Jiali, "Mr. Gu, let's set off."
"Wait a minute." Hanyan called them, "Chen Bitian has placed a restraint on us. He can call us back at any time when there is danger. Please be careful."
"I understand, thank you for your hard work." Shen Qingqing thanked her politely.
He smoked and pursed his lips, his expression unnatural, "Do you need my help? I want to...do something good." To pay for the sins he had committed.
Shen Qingqing said calmly: "It's up to you."
Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief and followed them silently.
A large group of people rushed to Fan Yue Mountain.
Zhiyi was driving, and Shen Qingqing, Gu Jiali and Wuyou were riding in the same carriage.
On the way, Shen Qingqing made a detailed plan for everyone's position: "Taoist Master Wuyou, you and your fellow Taoists are responsible for setting up formations at various entrances and exits of Fanyue Mountain. According to the previous arrangement, we will form groups of five and find a hidden position. Hide well, try not to be discovered, and don't have a direct conflict."
"Master Gu, you are responsible for leading the puppets into the formation, protecting all formations, and preventing the puppets who have descended from the mountain from returning to Fan Yue Mountain. Leave the rest to me."
"Leave it all to you?" Gu Jiali was stunned, and after reacting, he rejected her arrangement: "No, we have so many people available, how can we let you take the risk?"
"Then Master Gu plans to go up the mountain with me to deal with Chen Bitian?" Shen Qingqing asked with a smile.
Gu Jiali moved his lips, looked at her clear smiling eyes, and suddenly became speechless.
Yes, he originally planned to go up the mountain with her.
This operation is dangerous. As a seven-foot-tall man, an official who punishes evil and promotes good, how can he hide behind a woman and live quietly?
But the moment he met her eyes, he suddenly remembered the rainy night before yesterday when the evil spirits attacked. A dozen secret guards fell instantly, and only Shen Qingqing stepped forward without hesitation to protect him.
Although I really don't want to admit it, in a certain aspect, he is a hindrance to Shen Qingqing.
Realizing this, he drooped his shoulders in defeat, holding back many words in his heart and feeling ashamed to speak them.
A very powerful person, but now he is like a cat with its nails cut, hiding alone in a corner and feeling sad.
Shen Qingqing patted him on the shoulder and teased: "They say that Mr. Gu, the minister of Dali Temple, is wise and fearless. Are you going to be frightened before you even take action this time?"
Gu Jiali looked at her steadily, with an unclear expression, and said quietly for a long time: "This time is different from before. You are the one who needs to go to the battlefield."
Shen Qingqing heard the worry in his words and chuckled, "Mr. Gu, everyone has their own strengths. Investigating cases and chasing down culprits is your strong point, and exorcism is my home court. In my home court, I Shen Qingqing
Qingqing is no worse than you."
The woman's tone was calm, and her bright eyes shone with confidence.
I, Shen Qingqing, am no worse than you.
Gu Jiali gently raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
Indeed, she is better than many men and women in the world.
Gu Jiali met her star-like eyes and said, "Well, I believe you. After I finish dealing with the matter in Xiangcheng, I will treat you to dinner. The food cooked by the palace chef is delicious...without any sense of guilt."
Zhiyi's aggrieved voice sounded from the front: "Sir, why do you still hold grudges?"
The three people in the car laughed at the same time, laughing happily.
*
Since the fall of the Chen family, Fan Yue Mountain has become a place where no one has set foot.
No one has cleaned it for a long time, and the bluestone steps leading to the archway are covered with dust. Every step you take will leave clear footprints.
Shen Qingqing stepped up the stairs and walked towards the stone slab that had been stained red by blood. The rain for several days had washed away the blood stains, and the apricot flowers blooming in the flower bed next to it had long since fallen into mud.
There seems to be a desolate and depressing smell in the air.
She turned around and said goodbye to everyone.
Gu Jiali stood at the front with a slight smile on his face, like a magnolia blooming on a branch, fresh and elegant.
Zhiyi still talked a lot, like a nagging little old man, nagging her to pay attention to her safety and run away if she couldn't be beaten. There was no need to fight to the death.
Shen Qingqing smiled and waved her hands, turned around and left, walking calmly.
On the way, I met a puppet who was on sentry duty. As soon as her head showed up, she strangled her neck with a rope and tied her up.
Lazy Ball was digging in the dirt nearby, bluffing, and it didn't take much effort to figure out Chen Bitian's position - he was bathing and burning incense in the attic on the top of the mountain, preparing to form a formation to increase his energy.
"The old antique has quite a sense of ritual." Shen Qingqing sighed and threw the puppet into the small room next to it.
I continued to move forward according to the route in my memory. This time I encountered an accident before I had gone very far. Before I saw the enemy, there was a sharp cold light coming through the sky, and the blade was sharp and whirring.
Shen Qingqing reacted very quickly, turned sideways to avoid the cold light, used the strength to jump up, and jumped onto the jade steps three feet away.
The moment the soles of the feet hit the ground, the surrounding light and shadow quickly faded, like an ink painting soaked by rain, and instantly transformed into another scene.
The dim sunset dissipated, the numerous pavilions and trees receded, and the white light shone brightly before our eyes, like the scorching sun in the sky, making it difficult to open our eyes.
Lazy Ball's exclamation sounded in his ears: "Shen Qingqing!"
Three extremely loud words, the words stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.
Shen Qingqing put her hands on her forehead to shield herself from the bright light and squinted her eyes to watch the scene in front of her.