Uncle Du's son Du Yu is the eldest brother of the brothers and the elder brother of Du Ruo. He has been promoted to the county captain of Anfeng County, Zhaoyang County. Because Anfeng County has been mentioned as a county, the county captain has also risen accordingly.
The eighth-grade official was promoted to the seventh-grade official.
Although the official is not big, he is a real "official", which is completely different from the "official" who arrests the head. There is a huge difference in salary and treatment.
According to the laws of the Da Chu Kingdom, the county lieutenant has three main responsibilities. The first is to arrest bandits and maintain public order, the second is to inspect illegal and peaceful places, and the third is to select and train soldiers to prevent war. Among these three responsibilities, the most important is to
The most important and irreplaceable one is naturally the last one, but Du Yu has been working as a head catcher for many years and has developed occupational diseases. He stays in the yamen catcher's room all day long, but he is rarely seen in the military camp.
But today he was not at the police station, because he went out with a dozen people to hunt down a group of robbers who had escaped from a neighboring county.
"Lieutenant Duxian went out early in the morning, probably heading east." A police officer who knew Wu Jie said respectfully, "If the Marquis rushes to chase him, he should be able to meet him on the way.
He's back."
"Oh? You have so much confidence in him?" Wu Jie was a little happy.
"We don't have much confidence in him, but we have confidence in Mr. Xiao." Another loud-mouthed officer said with a smile, "We don't know Mr. Du's temper yet, he just keeps his head buried and rushes forward. But Mr. Xiao's
It’s really amazing, he can tell you the secret at every trace, and since he came to our county, all the robbers and thieves around here have been caught!”
Wu Jie raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: "Who is this Mr. Xiao? Can you introduce him to him?"
"Mr. Xiao is a poor scholar from out of town, staying overnight in a Taoist temple outside the city. He usually sells calligraphy and painting, and lives a tight life. He claims to have learned some fortune-telling skills, but unfortunately he is not accurate in nine out of ten, so he cannot make a living by this...
...Anyway, he always says that he has no ability, but every time there is a difficult case, he can always find clues."
When Wu Jie heard this, he immediately became interested - this Mr. Xiao seemed to be a bit of a hermit!
"Then what is his last name?"
The officers looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads.
"Huh? Speaking of which, it seems like we didn't even ask his name..."
"Yes! Why did you forget to ask?"
At this time, an old police officer smiled, walked up to Wu Jie in a leisurely manner and replied: "Master Hou, this Mr. Xiao, whose twin names are commoners, is from Nanke County, Donghai County. He is twenty-four years old."
"Huh? How do you know, Old Wangtou? When did you ask?"
Lao Wangtou laughed twice and pulled out a thick file from the cabinet next to him.
"I have long advised you to drink less alcohol and read more books. As long as outsiders come to our county to stay temporarily, they must be registered!"
Wu Jie laughed loudly, took the file, and found the short record under the guidance of Lao Wangtou.
On a certain year, month and day, Xiao Buyi from Nanke County, Donghai County came to this county to live temporarily, and there was a document from the local official as proof.
At the back of the record, there is a line written by Xiao Buyi himself: Xiao, a man from Nanke, went out to study. Because he saw An Feng's natural treasures and the potential to prosper, he temporarily stayed here to wait for opportunities.
Counting the time, Xiao Buyi has lived in Anfeng County for almost two years.
Wu Jie looked at the line of words carefully and felt that there was a lot of meaning in these words. Each stroke vaguely revealed a special momentum. It looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"Huh? This man is also a monk?" Jasmine saw the trick, "The meaning is in the words, and the energy is condensed in the pen. If this person is not a profound Taoist, or he has specially practiced talismans, that's why he inadvertently writes
Revealed.”
Wu Jie was stunned, and immediately understood where he had seen these words - in his talisman book with the twenty-four talismans commonly used by Taoists, each stroke was quite similar to what this person had written.
However, after careful recall and comparison, in fact, they are just quite similar. The twenty-four talismans on the talisman book are much stronger than the words written by this person, whether they are strong in strokes or smooth in turns, and can even be said to be worlds apart.
"Your talisman book is a treasure made by Patriarch Huandan to save the lives of his disciples. He just wrote it casually, how can it compare?" Jasmine said with a smile, "Besides, you can tell he is a casual cultivator at a glance.
My abilities are limited, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
"Rogue cultivator? How are you sure?"
"It's very simple. Talismans require special 'divine' talent. Unless there are people with that kind of talent in general sects, they won't specialize in learning talisman. Anyway, others have drawn the talisman for them to use. Only scattered talismans are available.
Xiucai will practice talismans regardless of whether they have talent or not, because talismans are easy to use and may save lives at critical moments."
"However, this cannot be said to be a casual cultivator."
"Alas...Master, among your group of disciples, is there anyone who studies talismans?"
"...I don't think I've heard of it."
"Yes, drawing talismans requires a lot of effort. Without enough cultivation, the sect will not let its disciples practice at all. Once they start practicing, unless they reach a very high level and can protect themselves, they will not let this special disciple
Going out - you see, his abilities are limited, but he has been living outside for several years. What else can he be besides a casual cultivator?"
Only then did Wu Jie suddenly realize that he couldn't help but feel a little worried again.
Compared with disciples like them who have sects, the moral level of casual cultivators is generally not high. It is common for them to betray their trust, kill people and buy goods. If this Xiao Moran is really a casual cultivator, he will be a problem person...
"Fourth brother, you are thinking too much. If he really wanted to harm my brother, he could have done it long ago. Why wait until now?" Du Ruo was not worried at all, "I think he may just simply think that our place in Anfeng County
Yes, it has spiritual energy, so I’ll stay here for a while.”
"Where do we get the spiritual energy here?"
"Two gods appeared in a county. Don't you think they are very spiritual?"
"...It should be because our Wu family has spiritual energy..."
"Don't worry about these details, it's all the same anyway."
Being disturbed by Du Ruo, Wu Jie also felt that his worries seemed to be unfounded, but he was still a little worried, and after all, he went on a trip based on the principle of being careful and making no big mistakes.
But he didn't notice that after he left, the expressions of those officers who were still discussing Xiao Buyi suddenly stiffened, and there was confusion in their eyes.
After a while, they regained consciousness and talked about other things as if nothing had happened.
Lao Wangtou looked at the book that he had opened at some point, touched his head in confusion, and muttered: "Huh? Who took this out?" He picked it up and put it back in the cabinet.
But the record about Xiao Buyi in the book has disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, among a group of policemen who were riding horses back to the county town, the only young man in a long gown showed a slightly nervous but expectant expression.
"A noble person helps me... A noble person helps me... I just don't know if this noble person is willing to help me?"
They walked for less than a quarter of an hour when there was a faint flash of white light on the horizon, and then they soon saw a young man carrying a medicine box walking slowly from the road. Although the pace was obviously not fast, the distance between each step was very long.
Big, he walked up to me in a blink of an eye.
The leading policeman was startled and quickly reined in his horse. Just as he was about to ask the other party why he was here, Du Yu, the county lieutenant, quickly dismounted and ran over. He laughed and said: "Fourth! What kind of wind brought you here? It seems like
Your abilities have improved! Could you really become a god?"
Wu Jie smiled and nodded. Du Yu's eyes widened and he was speechless.
"I was just joking...have you really become a god?!"
"According to the general view, it can be regarded as almost." Wu Jie was vague, but did not deny it.
Du Yu was so happy that he almost jumped up. After a while, he laughed loudly and shouted: "Let's go! When we get back to the county town, I will host you and invite everyone to a restaurant. You will not come back until you are drunk!"
Everyone cheered together, but Wu Jie smiled slightly and said: "Boss Du, this is wrong. If you want to treat others, naturally I should treat everyone."
"Wouldn't it be the same for us brothers who invite each other..."
"It's different." Wu Jie said, taking out a palm-sized model of a restaurant from the medicine box, chanting the magic formula, and put it on the roadside, "Change!"
Red light shone everywhere, and in an instant the model had turned into a two-story restaurant. Although there was not a single person or a table of food inside, the big flags and flags were fluttering in the wind, and the colorful glazed tiles were shining in the sun.
It's so beautiful.
This thing was given to Wu Jie by a casual cultivator who came to visit when he was in Sichen Town. The casual cultivator had a deep hatred for the giant octopus and the evil beast Jiang Yu, a Qianjun Taoist, so he tried his best to refine it.
Several powerful magic weapons were planned to die with them. But it turned out that because they wanted to harm the people of Sichen Town, they were burned into two lumps of coke by the disciples of Qingyang Temple, so they came here to express their gratitude and gave this gift to them.
present.
This tower can barely be regarded as a quasi-magic weapon, but it can neither attack nor defend, nor can it even be used for storage. It is just a plaything. The casual cultivator felt that there was nothing he could use in front of the disciples of the famous sect.
So I made a special trip to find such a magic weapon, which took a lot of effort.
Wu Jie led everyone into the restaurant and secretly activated the ghost ring. Four spirit ghosts flew out quietly, transformed into four waiters, and came to greet them.
Everyone sat down, and then all kinds of wine and food were served like water. In less than half a quarter of an hour, several tables were filled with good wine and food.
"Ah! Fourth brother, you have really become an immortal!" Du Yu shouted, picked up a pot of wine, and poured himself a glass. The thin celadon wine glass was filled with emerald green and the fragrance overflowed. He was anxious.
I drank it impatiently. Although the taste of the wine was a little thin, there was a refreshing feeling in my chest and abdomen. The heat in the summer was completely gone, and I felt extremely relaxed.
"The food and wine of the Xian family are really extraordinary! How on earth is this done?"
Wu Jie smiled and did not answer, but kept urging everyone to eat and drink more.
These food and drinks were actually transformed into the "Immortal Banquet Talisman", one of the twenty-four talismans. The Immortal Banquet Talisman was a camouflage method for taking food directly from the Immortal Gate Canteen. Its purpose was to provide logistical support for the disciples who were away from home. Those few
The magic weapon Yuan Ling has great supernatural powers. It is easy to prepare meals for thousands of people, let alone a dozen people.
No one knew the truth, so they just kept their heads down. They went out early in the morning to intercept the escaping gangsters. When they arrived at the border, they found that the robbers had been caught by the militiamen in the neighboring county. Under the bright sun,
It was a wasteful trip. I was really thirsty, hungry, and exhausted. There was so much good wine and good food at the moment, how could I care about anything else!
Wu Jie saw that everyone was eating happily, and his face was full of smiles. He just looked at Mr. Xiao Buyi Xiao from the corner of his eye.
I saw Mr. Xiao eating some food, drinking some wine, sighing slightly, showing a bit of self-deprecation.
Before the banquet was over, he stood up, bowed to Wu Jiezuo and sighed: "The Immortal Sect's methods are really unpredictable, Xiao Mou admires them so much!"
