Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen The place is the green plum (10,000 characters)
Yuzhou City, Tianxiang Street.
The pleasant sunshine poured down, making the originally cold winter a little warmer, and there were gradually more pedestrians on the street.
An Jing walked home with a small medicine box on his back and a box of pastries he had just bought.
The evil-suppressing sword continued to be buried back in the graveyard. He always felt that the evil-suppressing sword was very weird, so weird that it made him a little scared. It was always a hidden danger when it was kept around him.
And this time, with the help of the Suppressing Evil Sword, he finally entered the fifth realm.
There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.
In the fifth realm, he is the top swordsman in the world, known as the swordsman of the world.
The five most powerful sword immortals in the world are all in the fifth realm.
So far, no swordsman in the world has reached the sixth realm. It is no exaggeration to say that once you reach the sixth realm, you can be called the best swordsman in the world. In recent hundreds of years, there have only been two swordsmen, the Sword Demon and the Sword God.
The great top swordsman has touched this level.
The difficulty of the fifth realm made Anjing stay for three years. Finally, he understood it under the Suppressing Evil Sword. The sixth mirror was even more mysterious and mysterious.
It is written in the general outline of the way of swordsmanship that the sixth state is when there is no sword in the hand and no sword in the heart.
If there is no sword in the hand and no sword in the heart, is he still a swordsman?
What kind of state is this?
"Forget it, let's not think about it. Anyway, there are so many people coming and it's still very early."
An Jing shook his head.
With his current age and strength, there is still a great chance of reaching the sixth realm in time.
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
On the street corner, an old Confucian scholar was walking on the street at dusk, holding a fishing rod and a fishing basket with one hand behind his back. He was dressed very simply and inconspicuously, as if others had not noticed the existence of this person at all.
But An Jing saw that person at a glance, it was Li Fuzhou.
"Uncle, are you returning from a consultation?"
Li Fuzhou also saw An Jing and smiled.
"Yes, the weather has turned cold in recent days, and many people have gotten sick and have to go out."
An Jingcheng nodded and said with emotion: "The third master has been very busy recently. I wanted to have a drink with him last night, but there was no chance."
Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing and felt a little surprised. In the past, this young doctor would rather go out for a drink with Han Wenxin than exchange glasses with him at home. What happened today?
I haven’t been able to see myself for a few days. Could it be that I’m still talking about it?
"It's not really busy. I've recently become obsessed with fishing. If my uncle wants to drink, I'd rather you obey. It just so happens that we have some food to go with the wine tonight."
Li Fuzhou said and lifted the fish basket.
"Yeah?"
An Jing smiled and said, "That's a good relationship. Let's have a good drink today and let the two of us relax our minds."
Looking at Li Fuzhou's calm expression, it was definitely not as simple as fishing. I had never seen him so obsessed with fishing before. It must have been because of the devil's sect matters.
Li Fuzhou's scheming was too deep, and his work was impeccable and traceless. If An Jing tried to extract words from him, there was almost no hope.
To be able to become the leader of the Human Sect, you really have two skills.
I just don’t know who the leader of the demon sect is, but he can actually control this old fox.
With that said, the two of them walked side by side towards home.
They chatted all the way, seemingly having a great time chatting, just like they were close friends in previous years, but underneath they were hiding something hidden and hidden, and they had hidden agendas.
False and false, true and true, true and false, they are all lies, but they all leave no trace.
This scene made An Jing sigh with emotion: Douban score is 9.0.
The two stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and unknowingly returned to Jishi Hall.
"You bitch, next time you take my socks away, I will burn you!"
Tan Yun was pointing a stick at the little black boy squatting on the ground. When he saw the two men coming back, his movements were all stunned, "Third Master, Young Master, you are back..."
Li Fuzhou handed the fish basket in his hand to Tan Yun and said: "I'm back, here are some fish, go and kill them."
"Okay, I'll go now."
Tan Yun took the fish basket, his eyes were shining as he looked at it, and then walked quickly towards the kitchen.
Looking at Tan Yun's back, An Jing couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Whatever can't be stored in the brain, one can only use the stomach to store it."
Li Fuzhou couldn't help but find it quite interesting. He couldn't help stroking his beard and said with a smile, "My uncle is really full of witty words. He understands her very well."
.........
Dining room, on the table.
On the table are steaming braised fish, a pot of delicious tofu and fish soup, stir-fried cabbage, and minced eggplant.
In addition, there are two jugs of hot wine.
"Let's have a nice drink today, let's talk about our worries and family issues."
An Jing took out two cups.
Li Fuzhou looked at the common food on the table, and when he heard An Jing's words, he couldn't help but think in his heart: Although this little doctor is not from the world of martial arts, and his identity is completely different from his own, except for being a bit cunning, he is still a good person.
of.
Besides reading books and listening to music every day, I have nothing else to worry about.
Such an ordinary, simple and warm life is really memorable and unforgettable.
It is precisely because of this that your three flowers tend to be perfect and gradually become one.
At Trance House, Li Fuzhou sighed secretly, "Come on, uncle, let's have a good drink today."
With that said, he filled An Jing's cup with wine.
"good."
An Ding nodded, but couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
The leader of the Demon Sect poured himself a drink. There should be no more than five people in the world who can enjoy such an honor. Old Man Li said, "It's a pity that they are from the Demon Sect."
If it weren't for the Demon Cult, maybe I could make friends with him in a few months.
In Dayan, the Demon Cult had a bad reputation, and it had once formed a rebel army. An Jingke had never thought of becoming a rebel.
The two clinked a glass and drank it down in one gulp.
Zhao Qingmei sat elegantly and dignifiedly on the side, sipping her food in small sips. From time to time she raised her head and looked at An Jing opposite, with a smile on her lips.
"No one will compete with you."
Li Fuzhou suddenly glanced at Tan Yun next to him, and his expression suddenly became serious.
Tan Yun couldn't say anything, he just kept picking at the rice in the bowl. He didn't even seem to notice the rice grains sticking to his cheeks. Before long, the bowl of rice was almost at the bottom.
It has the mood of having another bowl when life is too short.
After hearing Li Fuzhou's words, Tan Yun trembled, lowered his head quickly, and became leisurely.
An Jing thought to himself: "Aside from not being smart enough, she is also very good at eating."
When eating on weekdays, Tan Yun also eats more than both An Jing and Zhao Qingmei. The most important thing is that he has to eat pastries before and after meals...
"Third Master, I heard that you are going to Yujing City after the New Year?" An Jing took a piece of fish passage.
Li Fuzhou nodded, "Yes, when the time comes, I will be with Zhou Xianming, and I will have a companion."
There are only a few days until the New Year's Eve, and there is still a month's journey to Yujing City.
The trip to Yujing City was one of his main purposes for coming to Dayan.
When An Jing heard this, he felt slightly relieved.
In his opinion, it is best if Li Fuzhou is willing to leave, otherwise having to guard against the family thief every day would be too energy-consuming, especially since the strength of this family thief is still above him.
"That's really a pity."
An Jing said with regret on his face.
Li Fuzhou Fuxu chuckled and said: "If I also rush to take the exam, maybe I can go to Beijing with Zhou Xianming to take the exam this year."
"Forget it if you rush for the exam."
An Jing waved his hand, but thought to himself: "Even if I rush to take the exam, I can't be with you. People from the Demon Cult are too dangerous. Besides, there is a beautiful girl at home. Who wants to be the top scholar?"
Tan Yun seemed to be 70% to 80% full. He took a breath and whispered from the side: "I heard that my uncle and my lady said that Mr. Zhou has a chance to win the first prize?"
The information about Zhou Xianming had not passed through her hands, so he did not know the details of Zhou Xianming.
Li Fuzhou smiled and said: "No. 1? It depends on your fate, and winning the No. 1 is not necessarily a good thing."
An Ding nodded: "Yes, the number one scholar may be captured and used as a prince-in-law."
"Isn't it a good thing to be a consort?" Tan Yun was a little confused when he heard An Jing's words. Isn't it better to marry a princess?
Zhao Qingmei also looked puzzled and looked at An Jing.
At this moment, Li Fuzhou held the wine glass in his hand, took a sip, and said nothing.
It's great to be a consort, but you can no longer listen to music...
"Speaking of this No. 1 pick, I remember a story."
An Jing laughed twice, changed the subject and said, "Do you want to listen?"
"Listen, uncle, tell me quickly." Tan Yun suddenly became interested.
"Husband, the story you tell should be interesting, right?" Zhao Qingmei also blinked.
"I used to often listen to Zhou Xianming's stories, so let me do the same today."
An Jing coughed twice, and then spoke eloquently: "It is said that once upon a time there was a forest, and there was a scholar in the forest. Every day he would find a place to sit down in the forest, and then read until dark.
At dusk that day, the scholar was reading, and when he read that the sun was setting all over the place, he shouted: "It is easy for a young man to learn from an old man, and an inch of time cannot be taken lightly." At this moment, a "Zhi Zhi" cry came with the wind, and the scholar raised his head.
At first, I saw a white shadow coming towards me. It was a crystal white little fox, spotlessly white, with two eyes moving around and a moaning voice coming from its mouth.
Strangely enough, when the little fox ran to the scholar, he suddenly stopped and panted.
The scholar grabbed the little fox and saw an arrow stuck diagonally on the little fox's snow-white hind legs. Blood flowed down the arrow and dyed it red.
The little fox whined a few times, looking at the scholar with eyes that seemed full of pity and begging.
The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, how did you get hurt so badly..."
The scholar said, found some rags and wine, and stopped the bleeding from the little fox's wound. The little fox looked at the scholar in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness and gratitude.
The scholar sighed, stroked the fox gently, and said slowly: "Little fox, hide quickly, don't let others bully you."
The little fox slithered down the sleeves, limping on its legs, and it was like a human being. It put its front legs together and made a gesture towards the scholar, squeaked a few times, and then turned into a white shadow and went into the forest.
The scholar looked at the back of the little fox and murmured: "It is difficult for a young man to learn from an old man, and an inch of time is not wasted..."
As he was talking, there was a 'pop' sound, and the book in his hand fell to the ground without even noticing it."
When he said this, An Jing paused.
"What happened next? Uncle?" Tan Yun widened his eyes and asked quickly: "Is there really a fox fairy in this world?"
Li Fuzhou was also attracted by An Jing's story, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
An Jing thought for a moment and said, "What happened later? Later, the scholar became the number one scholar, married the princess of the dynasty, and became the consort. Isn't this a beautiful story?"
"what the hell."
When Tan Yun heard this, he suddenly felt a little bored, "I want to hear the story of the little fox. I think she is much cuter than the little black boy."
"No, little black boy is cuter."
An Jing shook his head and said, "Fox meat is not delicious..."
"Woof woof! woof woof!"
When Little Hei Zai heard An Jing calling his name, he started barking at him.
"There should be a follow-up, right?" Zhao Qingmei looked at Shengsheng and chuckled: "The little fox hasn't repaid the favor yet. Husband, tell me quickly."
An Jing nodded slightly, "Yes, on the night when the scholar got married, the little maid beside him rushed into the wedding room, walked up to the scholar and bowed her head, saying that she had repaid her past kindness, and then with her eyes full of tears, she said to him
Saying goodbye, he bowed and retreated to the depths of the court, where he danced gracefully, but under the bright moon, his white clothes beat the snow, as if in a dream, and as he danced deep into the depths, the maids squeaked, their voices sad."
Tan Yun suddenly realized it, and then felt a little sad in his heart, "That maid is the Fox Fairy, she is ready to repay her kindness."
After hearing this, Li Fuzhou became thoughtful.
An Jing poured a glass of wine to himself and said: "I have never seen a maid again since that night. Some people say that deep in the mountains, at sunset, you can always see people dancing, including scholars.
People have searched for it countless times but have never found it again..."
Li Fuzhou raised his wine glass and said with a faint smile: "Uncle, the story you told is really poignant. Have you ever thought about this fox fairy repaying your kindness?"
"The rumors in the market cannot be taken to be true." An Jing waved his hand, then looked at the place where he was, and said: "Besides, how can the fox fairy be as beautiful as my wife?"
Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes were filled with a smile, she lowered her head and said nothing.
However, Tan Yun seemed to be caught up in it, and his expression became a little depressed.
.........
Yujing City, Yue Mansion.
The verandahs wind around and the mansion is deep and deep.
"Sir, I have been waiting inside for a long time, please."
At this time, a beautiful maid led the way, and behind was an old man with a withered face and a thin body.
This old man is none other than Jiang Sanjia.
Compared to when he was in Yuzhou City, his face was much paler, and the number of white hairs on his head had increased a lot, making him feel haggard.
"Thank you."
Jiang Sanjia nodded slightly, then stepped forward and entered.
In the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo was pleasant to the ear, and several graceful singers were dancing gracefully. Yue Tingchen was sitting leisurely above, with his fingers gently clasped on the table, seeming to echo the sound of silk and bamboo.
Seeing Jiang Sanjia coming in, Yue Tingchen waved his hand and asked the singer to step back, "Master Jiang, hurry up, sit down quickly, I've had a hard time waiting for you."
"Master Yue, you're too polite. I was delayed because of some trivial matters. It's rude."
Jiang Sanjia clasped his fists and then sat down. The beautiful maid next to him quickly stepped forward to pour wine.
If it were normal, he would definitely not come to the banquet held by this elegant man, but Yue Tingchen was the one who helped him rehabilitate his case, so the kindness was not small.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way."
Yue Tingchen chuckled lightly and said: "Master Jiang has endured humiliation and heavy burdens for many years, and now he is finally in a state of peace and success."
Jiang Sanjia said calmly: "Life is just about ups and downs."
At this moment, he has seen through a lot after experiencing this incident.
"What Lord Jiang said is that his state of mind has reached a transcendent level, which is incomparable to other people. It's no wonder that His Highness thinks so highly of Lord Jiang."
Yue Tingchen said with a solemn face.
Jiang Sanjia was silent for a long time and said: "This time Jiang is able to redress the injustice, and I have to thank His Highness the Second Highness."
Everyone in the temple knew clearly that the Yue Tingchen in front of them was the henchman of His Highness Zhao Mengtai. It seemed that it was Yue Tingchen who was trying to rehabilitate him this time, but the real person behind it was Zhao Mengtai.
Yue Tingchen took a deep breath and said: "Your Highness knows that Mr. Jiang is upright and upright, and he must have been wronged. How can he not be punished by the court... Mr. Jiang should also know that he also has more than his heart.
However, due to lack of power, it was not until recently that the matter gradually subsided and His Highness was able to give advice."
Jiang Sanjia clasped his fists and said: "Jiang Sanjia will bear this vindication in his heart. Every drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring."
Jiang Sanjia is not a fool. Zhao Mengtai vindicated him, there must be deep meaning in it.
"Hey, actually there is something, I don't know whether to say it or not."
Yue Tingchen sighed and said.
Jiang Sanjia's heart moved, but his face remained unchanged and he said: "But it doesn't matter."
He knew that this was the key point why Yue Tingchen summoned him today.
Yue Tingchen paused for a moment before saying: "You should know that His Highness the Second Highness forged the Dragon Well Lock for the Human Emperor. This matter is related to the lifeline of the Yan Dynasty. In addition, there are six seals, and now there is one in Faxi Temple.
The seal was broken, the Suppressing Evil Sword, one of the soul-suppressing weapons, was taken away, and turmoil also occurred in Suolongjing."
"The Second Highness was afraid of causing further troubles, so he wanted to retrieve the evil-suppressing sword, but the evil-suppressing sword was taken away by the mysterious master Ghost Swordsman..."
really!
Jiang Sanjia sneered in his heart when he heard Yue Tingchen's words.
It is a lie that His Highness vindicated himself, but it seems that he wants to know the information about the swordsman Zhou Xianming.
After the Suolongjing was built, even if all the other six seals were broken, it would not affect the earth's veins. He said he wanted to get back the Suppressing Evil Sword, but he probably had other intentions.
It would be difficult for ordinary people to guess what Zhao Mengtai was thinking, but Jiang Sanjia knew it clearly.
Zhao Mengtai is extremely ambitious and scheming. He started arranging the world decades ago, so he knows everything about the world.
Zhou Xianming took action several times, and his qi was exposed. Zhao Mengtai must have found out the details, and knew that he was practicing the Daluo Heart Technique of the Daluo Sect, and wanted to obtain the Daluo Heart Technique in Zhou Xianming's hands.
Although the Daluo Heart Method in Zhou Xianming's hands is a fragment, if he wants to synthesize the "Jade Emperor Sutra", he must obtain this heart method.
It is indeed useless for Zhao Mengtai to ask for this Daluo Heart Technique, but it can be used as a bargaining chip in exchange for the True One Sect.
The Zhenyi Sect is the state religion and plays an important role in temples and martial arts. If the Zhenyi Sect can receive full help, then Zhao Mengtai's ambition may have a great chance of being realized.
"Actually, I'm ashamed to say it."
Jiang Sanjia put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Actually, I don't know anything about the identity of the Ghost Swordsman."
What he said was true. Apart from knowing that the ghost swordsman was called Zhou Xianming, he didn't know anything. Even Jiang Sanjia knew in his heart that even the name might be fake...
Yue Tingchen smiled and said: "Master Jiang is really joking. In fact, His Highness just wants to get back the remaining body of the Suppressing Evil Sword. If the ghost swordsman is willing to hand it over, His Highness will not treat him badly. Even once
Split open the dungeon, wipe out the record of killing two Xuanyi guards, and give him freedom..."
An Jing was actually wanted by the Xuanyi Guards because he opened the dungeon and killed Gan Yue and Zhang Shuang.
Jiang Sanjia said in a deep voice: "It's not that Jiang didn't tell me, it's that Jiang really doesn't know."
When Yue Tingchen heard Jiang Sanjia's words, he frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, "Is Master Jiang really unwilling to tell you?"
It can be said that the swordsman helped Jiang Sanjia several times, especially when he once split open the dungeon with his sword. How could he have robbed the Heavenly Prison without a deep relationship?
In Yan State, people in the world would not touch the bottom line of the court unless they had to. After all, there were guards in black clothes hanging above their heads, alerting them all the time.
Moreover, Jiang Sanjia is a descendant of the Guigu sect and is best at divination. How could he not know the identity of the swordsman?
"I really don't know, how can I tell you?" Jiang Sanjia shook his head.
If he tells the truth, no one will believe him.
Yue Tingchen took a deep breath and said quietly: "Since Mr. Jiang said this, I will no longer force myself."
After that, Yue Tingchen stopped mentioning the matter. The two of them did not talk to each other, but just chatted. After a while, Jiang Sanjia stood up and left.
When Yue Tingchen saw Jiang Sanjia leaving, he frowned for a long time before walking towards the backyard.
In the pavilion in the backyard, the young man sat upright, with a game of chess in front of him. He frowned in deep thought and made no move for a long time.
This person is none other than Zhao Mengtai.
Yue Tingchen stepped forward, leaned over and said: "Your Highness, Jiang Sanjia..."
"He didn't say it, right?"
Zhao Mengtai's pupils shrank slightly, and then he finally dropped the gun in his hand and said: "This swordsman should be in Jiangnan Road, and he can know that there is the aura of heaven and earth under the seal. He should not be a simple person."
Yue Tingchen nodded and said cautiously: "Then what should we do now? Continue to win over Jiang Sanjia until he is willing to speak out?"
"Jiang Sanjia is useless."
Zhao Mengtai took out another chess piece from the chess piece box, with a trace of anger in his eyes.
He vindicated Jiang Sanjia, but he did not expect that Jiang Sanjia would not accept his kindness.
Yue Tingchen thought for a while and then said: "I heard that he often stands at the gate of the palace these days. Why don't we take a detour..."
Jiang Sanjia is also a capable person, although his personality is a little cold, arrogant and withdrawn.
Since he doesn't want to, why not let the person from Kunning Palace let him say it?
"If Imperial Concubine Mu knew about it, she would definitely try her best to obtain Da Luo's mind, and then she would directly give it to her senior brother. Then we would be missing an important bargaining chip."
Zhao Mengtai said coldly: "Since Jiang Sanjia doesn't want to say it, he just doesn't want to be used by me. Since he doesn't want to be used by me, I won't use it."
"I see."
Yue Tingchen then said no more.
.........
Early morning, Jishi Hall.
An Jing was leaning on the imperial chair, holding a medical book in his hand.
At this time, Zhao Qingmei took a broom and said: "Husband, the New Year is coming soon, and there are not many people coming for consultation in the morning. You go to the market to buy some vegetables and meat, and come back with some New Year's goods."
"I'll clean up everything inside and outside the hall later."
An Jing nodded when he heard this, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Do you want to clean it inside and out?"
Zhao Qingmei put on her apron and said, "Yes, I have to clean up the house so that we can welcome the new year. What's wrong?"
An Jing said with a calm face, "Then there is no need to clean the miscellaneous room. If it has not been used for a long time, there may be mice, centipedes and the like. I will clean it myself when I come back."
Zhao Qingmei smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, I understand. You will come back and clean it yourself when the time comes."
When An Jing heard this, he felt relieved, then dropped the book and went to the backyard.
At this time, Tan Yun was holding a wooden basin and preparing to go to the river port to wash clothes.
An Jing glanced at the unbearable wooden basin, and then said: "Put down your clothes first and follow me to the market to buy some new year's goods."
If you go to the market, you will definitely have to carry a lot of things, which is a chore.
"Uncle, can't you just go alone?"
Tan Yun was a little strange and reluctant.
After coming back from the market, she still had to do laundry.
An Jing blinked and said with a smile: "The market is very lively when the Chinese New Year is approaching. There are all kinds of cakes and snacks..."
"Uncle, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. I'm going to protect you."
When Tan Yun heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he said quickly.
An Jing smiled and said, "Let's go."
There are too many fools in this world and not enough liars...
"Let's go to the market!"
Tan Yun also became excited, especially when he thought about the snacks and pastries, his mouth was almost watering.
.........
As a heavy snow fell, the roads in Yuzhou City were covered with snow on both sides.
But as the New Year is approaching, the market in the morning is particularly lively and busy. The flags of the shops are raised high, and there are small traders and hawkers with big umbrellas on both sides.
At this time, the long street was filled with traffic and water, and the sounds of sellers and shouts were mixed together, creating a lively atmosphere.
Tan Yun followed An Jing, watching this lively scene with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "Uncle, there are so many people."
"Yes, there are indeed a lot of people, are you happy?" An Ding nodded and said.
Tan Yundun looked around, and then said happily: "Uncle, look, someone is playing monkey over there! Let's go and have a look."
"We'll see later. Let's go buy new year's goods first."
An Jing took Tan Yun, who was planning to watch the monkeys, straight to the meat stall.
"Dr. An, are you here to buy some pork? This is the black pig we killed earlier this morning."
"Bring me five pounds of meat, one pound of lean meat, one pound of pork belly, and three pounds of hind legs. By the way, do you have any fresh beef? Give me some too."
"Yes, Doctor An, wait a moment."
"Aunt Zhang, do you have any fresh vegetables?"
........
Not long after, the two of them had already bought vegetables and meat, as well as some necessary New Year goods.
An Jing was chewing on a piece of freshly baked scallion pancake and carrying a bunch of snacks and pastries in his hand, walking leisurely in front of him, while Tan Yun followed behind him with a bag full of goods, his little face was bulging with anger, and he wanted to bite An Jing.
Take a few bites.
"Uncle, you lied to me..."
It was only at this moment that Tan Yun realized that he had been deceived, and that he had been treated like a monkey by this little doctor.
"Where did I lie to you?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You said you wanted to take me to eat delicious food." Tan Yun pouted.
"I said there are pastry sellers on the street, don't you think this is it?" An Jing shook the pastry in his hand.
"snort!"
Tan Yun secretly swore in his heart that he could no longer easily believe what An Jing said. In fact, he had given him too many cakes before, so that he believed in him too much and lowered his vigilance.
"Where to go now?" Tan Yun asked.
"Buy some fireworks." An Jing said.
"But..." Tan Yun opened his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, I can't take it anymore."
"Just buy more and let him deliver it." An Jing said with a smile.
Finally, An Jing came to the shop and explained to the shopkeeper, put down the money and left.
"Let's go back."
An Jing walked out and said to Tan Yun who was standing at the door.
With that said, the two of them walked towards home.
"Uncle...?"
Tan Yun said suddenly.
"What's wrong? Are you tired?"
When An Jing heard this, he subconsciously prepared to help.
"No, no, no, this is what a slave should do."
Tan Yun quickly said: "And I'm not tired either."
"Let me tell you, if you eat so much on weekdays, it's not for nothing."
"Uncle, do I really eat a lot?" Tan Yun pursed his lips and said with some uncertainty, "Isn't this very unpleasant?"
Seeing Tan Yun like this, An Jing smiled and said, "It's not bad. There is still some food left at home, so there should be no problem in raising you."
Tan Yun mustered up his courage and said, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."
"What's up?"
"How do you think you can capture a man's heart?"
An Jing paused and looked at Tan Yun carefully.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Tan Yun was a little flustered by An Jing's look, and his face turned red.
"What you said is not right."
An Jing coughed twice, shook his head and said, "Madam will not agree to our matter."
"Pooh!"
When Tan Yun heard this, his face turned even redder, and he immediately spat: "That's nonsense, I don't want to capture your heart..."
"So that means you have a crush on someone else?"
An Jing blinked.
"Why do you care so much?"
Tan Yun wrinkled his nose, flashed his eyelashes, and said, "Uncle, you haven't answered my question yet."
"Give him the most precious thing so that he can be happy."
"What a precious thing."
"first drop of blood."
"first drop of blood?"
Tan Yun came to his senses in an instant, and then glared at An Jing fiercely, with redness reaching the root of his neck, "Uncle, you are not serious."
An Jing said angrily: "Why am I not serious? What I told is the truth. You have to ask it yourself. I just followed my inner thoughts."
Tan Yun bit his lip, "What about other than this?"
"Actually, to be honest, if you want to capture a man's heart, the most important thing is to capture his stomach..."
Speaking of this, An Jing glanced at Tan Yun and sighed: "Forget it, this method is not suitable for you."
"Who said it, I can do it!"
When Tan Yun heard this, his face turned red.
...........
Dongluoguan border.
Because Dongluo Pass is adjacent to Houjin, Dayan, Zhao and the Pure Land of the Western Regions, trade here is very developed. A large number of caravans come and go from Dongluo Pass every day, and it has gradually become a major transportation hub for passengers and goods.
, which adds unlimited development potential to Dongluoguan.
As a result, there are a lot of business opportunities and wealth here. Countless people who want to get rich and dream of getting rich come from Dayan and Zhao after hearing the news. This also adds a large number of people to Dongluo Pass, and makes Dongluo Pass prosperous and wealthy.
Subsequently, with subsequent development, Dongluo Pass built the largest man-made port, Dongluo Port. With continuous development and changes, coupled with orderly management, Dongluo Pass gradually became one of the most famous cities in the world.
And the real owner of this city is the demon sect that makes people talk about it in Dayan.
In the center of Dongluo Pass, there is a black pagoda that towers like the top of the clouds. This tower is called Dongluo Pagoda.
Inside the tower, top floor.
"This...is this?"
An old woman with white hair and black clothes, her brows furrowed, holding a piece of letter in her hand, her hands were trembling.
Suddenly, she took the letter in her hand and crumpled it into a ball, her expression returned to calm.
"Sect Master, Mr. Yu wants to see you!"
There was a voice outside the door.
"Let her come."
The old woman said calmly.
"yes."
The person at the door then hurried away.
The Demon Sect is divided into three sects: Heaven, Earth and Human. Among them, the Human Sect is responsible for inspection, tracking, probing, protection and other shady matters. The masters of the Human Sect of the Demon Sect are not very powerful among the Demon Sect, but they are all top-notch and meticulous.
The Earth Sect has the most masters and is also the most active presence in the world. They account for 90% of the tens of thousands of demon sect members. They can be said to be the backbone of the demon sect.
Among the three sects, the most mysterious and terrifying one is the Tianzong, because the Tianzong gathers the top masters of the Demon Sect.
Most of the demon sect leaders in the past were selected from the Tian Sect. This shows that in general, compared to the other two sects, the Tian Sect has fewer masters, only about a few dozen people.
Some of these people are unknown people in the world, but their cultivation and strength are very terrifying.
When the Demon Sect was driven out of Dayan, it was the Tianzong masters who took action to block many masters from the Jianghu of Dayan. Otherwise, even if the Demon Sect's Human Sect, Earth Sect, and many masters from the four seats could retreat, they would suffer heavy losses.
, vitality is severely damaged.
It was this battle that reminded many people of the prestige of the Demon Sect Tianzong again.
If the Human Sect and the Earth Sect are both minions of the Demon Sect, then the Tian Sect is the real backing pillar of the Demon Sect.
The old woman in front of her is none other than Duanmu Xinghua, the current leader of the Demon Sect's Heavenly Sect and the person in charge of Dongluo Pass, known as the Blood Slaughterer.
Not long after, Yu Qiurong's crisp voice sounded outside the door.
"Yu Qiurong asks to see the head of Tianzong."
"Enter!"
Duanmu Xinghua said lightly.
"Creak!"
As the door of the room opened, Yu Qiurong slowly walked in.
"Meet the Master of Tianzong!"
Yu Qiurong said respectfully.
In the demon sect, everyone knows that, except for the leader, Duanmu Xinghua is the person who should not be messed with.
The leader still has some bottom lines, but if he offends Duanmu Xinghua, as long as she is unhappy, then there will be good fruits to eat, and serious injury will not be a big deal.
He is so cruel to those within his sect, and he is even more ruthless towards those outside his sect.
It can be said that when the leader is away, Duanmu Xinghua, the leader of Tianzong, is the person at the helm of the Demonic Sect.
"Tell me what's going on."
Duanmu Xinghua waved his hand and said.
"The spy who found the Golden Eagle Flag at the border has a sword and armor..."
Yu Qiurong said, taking out a knife and yellow armor from behind her.
"oh!?"
Duanmu Xinghua sucked her hands together, and the iron sword and armor fell on her palms.
The Later Jin Dynasty is now the overlord of the grasslands and one of the most powerful forces in the world.
After the Hou Jin unified the grasslands, they reorganized all the tribes and formed the Thirteen Banners of the Hou Jin. Each banner was composed of hundreds of thousands of armored warriors.
Among them, the Golden Eagle Flag is one of the Thirteen Later Golden Flags.
"It's the scimitar and armor of Tianzheng Banner."
Duanmu Xinghua looked at it carefully and then nodded.
The Houjin Iron Armor not only combines the characteristics of the Yan and Zhao Kingdoms, but also incorporates the advantages of grassland leather armor, and its workmanship is very unique. You can tell whether it is genuine or fake at a glance.
Yu Qiurong continued: "According to the intelligence from the Renzong masters, it is said that Hou Jin is gathering grain and grass, and the direction is the Hanoi grassland, and there are dozens of masters coming down from the Snow Mountain, but their whereabouts are unknown..."
Daxue Mountain's status in Hou Jin Dynasty is higher than that of Zhenyi Sect, and it is the holy place of faith in Hou Jin Dynasty.
Because the king of Houjin is also the Holy Lord of Daxue Mountain.
This hero who unified the prairie and established the Hou Jin Dynasty was a man whose civil, political and military skills were rare to see in a century. Even though the Emperor of Yan is now considered a wise ruler, he is still inferior to this hero of the Hou Jin Dynasty.
few.
Some Confucian scholars once said that this heroic leader on the grassland died suddenly and suddenly, and his name would also leave a strong mark in the history books.
For such a person, how could his ambition be small?
"So, something has really changed in Houjin."
Duanmu Xinghua said slowly.
Yu Qiurong paused and said, "I don't know if it's a test or..."
Duanmu Xinghua frowned slightly, and then said: "Let the head of the Xuanwu Seat be prepared. Whether it is true or false, we must treat it as true."
No one in the world would know how terrifying Hou Jin's strength was before he showed his fangs.
Yu Qiurong nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, now that such a big event has happened, do you want to tell the leader and let him..."
When she said this, Yu Qiurong observed the changes in Duanmu Xinghua's expression with her eyes.
Duanmu Xinghua barely hesitated and nodded: "You should immediately pass the news to the leader through the Renzong secret letter and ask her to return quickly. If Hou Jin really wants to take action, how can the leader not personally take charge?"
When Yu Qiurong heard this, she was slightly surprised.
You must know that she told Duanmu Xinghua last time that when she asked the leader to come back, Duanmu Xinghua had a different attitude at that time. She said that the leader has his own considerations and that as subordinates, we should not interfere.
But just how long had passed, Duanmu Xinghua actually wanted the leader to return as soon as possible.
Although I don't know why Duanmu Xinghua changed his attitude so quickly, it is a good thing after all.
"okay, I get it."
Yu Qiurong clasped her fists and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."
After saying that, Yu Qiurong turned and walked towards the door.
Watching Yu Qiurong's leaving figure.
After a long time, Duanmu Xinghua shook his head, and then sighed heavily, "Something is wrong..."