Xu Zhiqiong carried a green lantern and came to the Zhu Skull Teahouse.
After being promoted and becoming a green lantern man, the task of lighting the night lanterns was naturally left to Bai Deng. Xu Zhiqiong had a lot of free time.
The waiter in front of the tea house saw Xu Zhiqiong from a distance and quickly sent a message to the Captain of Sencha.
Captain Sencha greeted him with a smile: "Xu Denglang, your great presence has brought great joy to our shop. You..."
Seeing the green lantern in Xu Zhiqiong's hand, Colonel Sencha was stunned for a moment, and said with surprise: "Xu Denglang has been promoted! Congratulations, Master Qingdeng, please go upstairs and the shop will call the doctor to cook tea for you."
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Xu Zhiqiong waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm here to see your shopkeeper."
Captain Sencha said: "It's really inconvenient for my shopkeeper these two days. Didn't I tell you last time that he will go find you in a few days?"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled when he heard this: "Tell your shopkeeper whether it's convenient or not, and say it in person. Xu came here twice, but didn't even see me. Do you think it's appropriate?"
"Then, could you please go to the private room on the second floor and wait?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just wait here."
Colonel Sencha looked embarrassed: "You, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to sit here..."
The lantern holder sat on the first floor, and the guests drinking tea in the hall felt uncomfortable.
Xu Zhiqiong deliberately chose a conspicuous place and sat down: "You are open for business, but you still don't allow me to come and have a cup of tea? What's wrong with me sitting here?"
Captain Sencha didn't dare to say anything more and hurriedly went to pass the message to the shopkeeper.
Not long after, Colonel Sencha ran back with sweat on his face: "Master Denglang, I'm really sorry for you. Our shopkeeper has something urgent to do and has to go out. Please come back after a while."
Xu Zhiqiong smiled: "As soon as I come, he will go out?"
"I, I, our shopkeeper is really in a hurry."
"Why is it such a coincidence?" Xu Zhiqiong picked up the lantern.
"Yes, yes, how about you wait two more days."
"Is it really such a coincidence?" Xu Zhiqiong knocked on the switch, and the lantern suddenly brightened, blinding the guests in the hall.
His face was stained with sweat, and Captain Sencha's voice changed its tone: "Master Qingdeng, what are you doing?"
Xu Zhiqiong stood up and said: "Catch the thief!"
Before he finished speaking, the hall became noisy. Some people stood up to escape. Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Whoever dares to leave is a thief!"
Colonel Sencha burst into tears: "Master Qingdeng, you can't say that, where did we get the thieves here?"
Xu Zhiqiong frowned: "Are you saying that I wronged you?"
"No, no..."
"I haven't accused you wrongly, but there is really a thief?"
"Deng, Mr. Deng," Colonel Sencha cried in fright, "you, what do you want me to say?"
"This matter needs to be discussed carefully. Let's change the place and talk slowly! Come with me to the Yamen."
After saying that, Xu Zhiqiong took off the shackles from his waist. Captain Jiancha collapsed immediately. The guests were in an uproar and got up one after another, wanting to leave the place where the trouble was. Xu Zhiqiong blocked the door and said with a serious expression: "Everyone, please don't
I'm surprised, I'm only here to catch thieves tonight, and I will never offend good people. Please sit down and enjoy your tea slowly."
That being said, who is the lantern-carrying man?
The Lantern Man is the most ruthless person in the capital!
He has shown the lanterns and shackles, but who dares to sit down? Who dares to drink tea?
A crowd of people cried and begged:
"Master Denglang, please let me go. I really didn't know there was a thief here."
"Master Denglang, Zhu is harboring thieves, but this has nothing to do with me!"
"Master Denglang, please be noble and let me go. I will never come to this place again."
While he was crying, a short and fat man came down from upstairs, clasped his fists at Xu Zhiqiong and said: "Xu Qingdeng, you are so busy with trivial matters, and you are so neglectful. I hope you don't take offense to Qingdeng."
This short, fat man is Zhu Junliang, the shopkeeper of Zhuguku Tea House.
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said: "I'm not surprised, I'm here to catch the thief."
"Master Qingdeng, please calm down. This is all a misunderstanding. I apologize to you."
"There's no point in apologizing, you have to hand over the thief."
"I'm really not a thief."
"Whether it is, I have to check to find out."
"Okay, you check, I will take you to check!"
Zhu Junliang led the way and led Xu Zhiqiong to the fourth floor.
It’s strange, this is a three-story teahouse, why does it have a fourth floor?
There are changes in space, and there is a yin and yang array in this teahouse.
Entering a private room on the fourth floor, Zhu Junliang asked Xu Zhiqiong to sit down and asked: "Xu Qingdeng, do you want to ask the two ladies to come over and order tea?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "No need, you are enough."
"Come on, there are no six ears here, so I won't beat around the bush," Zhu Junliang took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face, "My eighth-grade judge, Lu Yanyou, haven't asked you for your name yet?"
Lu Yanyou is the name of his judge.
When I heard the name and looked at the masked appearance, I saw this person before! I saw him in Fengdu City!
It was because of him that Xu Zhiqiong did not go to Mrs. Cheng Jiang’s tea house.
He owns a teahouse, so why would he go to other people's teahouses for recreation? There are so many domestic flowers here, but there is no wildflower fragrance?
Xu Zhiqiong also put on a mask, and Lu Yanyou exclaimed: "It turns out to be Ma Shangfeng, Judge Ma! Disrespect, disrespect!"
Xu Zhiqiong returned the courtesy and said: "Judge Lu, you don't have to be polite. I took the liberty to come here to ask Judge Lu for advice on the eighth-level Taoism."
Lu Yanyou stared at Xu Zhiqiong and looked him up and down.
Does he want to see my cultivation?
He shouldn't be able to see that only the seventh-level pupil of sinful karma can see other people's cultivation. He only has the eighth-level.
But is this person really an eighth-grade person?
The person who can be favored by the Taoist priest may not be a simple character.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Lu Yanyou with the pupil of sinful karma. The mist was thick, but it was close to his body, and it was indeed what an eighth-grade man should look like.
Lu Yanyou poured a cup of tea for Xu Zhiqiong and said with a smile: "Lu entered the industry a few years earlier than you, brother. Unfortunately, he was reckless when he was young and accidentally killed someone. He was punished and stayed in the eighth rank for a while longer.
, I should say that I know more about this eighth-level Taoist sect than you do, but I don’t know why Brother Ma made a special trip to see me?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "I came here to ask Brother Lu for advice after being instructed by an expert."
Lu Yanyou took out the firewood stick given by the Taoist priest and asked, "Is this a gift from an expert?"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded.
"May I ask this distinguished person his name?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "Without the permission of the master, I dare not reveal his name."
Lu Yanyou put down the firewood stick and said in silence for a while: "Judge Ma, if you are unwilling to tell the truth, I can't help you."
what's the situation?
I thought that the Taoist priest had settled the matter with Judge Lu, but judging from the current situation, the Taoist priest had not greeted him beforehand.
Do you need to explain more to him?
Xu Zhiqiong was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Brother Lu doesn't want to give advice, so I won't bother you."
Lu Yanyou didn't try to persuade him to stay, and immediately served tea to see the guests off.
Xu Zhiqiong stood up and said: "When I take off this mask, I will catch the thief in the tea house."
Lu Yanyou was startled when he heard this: "Brother Ma, you are not following the rules. Mortal affairs should not be confused in the Taoist sect."
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Xu Zhiqiong said: "Ma is a judge in the Taoist sect, and Xu is a lantern-carrying man in the mortal world. Their responsibilities are clearly defined, so how can they be confused?"
Lu Yanyou stood up and said: "Judge Ma, you are so domineering. In the mortal world, you are an official and I am a citizen, so I am naturally afraid of you. But in the Taoist sect, I am your senior. Believe it or not, I can't let you leave this teahouse?"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled: "Brother Lu, you were reckless when you were young, but you should be more cautious at this age. Not to mention that a yin and yang magic circle may not keep Xu. Even if it does, look at the lantern in my hand. and the token in your hand,
In the ordinary world, you have offended the Yamen in charge of the lamp, and in the Taoist sect, you have offended the masters outside the world, but is it really worth venting your anger for a moment?"
"Hehe," Lu Yanyou also laughed twice, "Lu has been in business for half his life, but he is not as good at bargaining as my brother. It doesn't matter. Since the master behind you likes Lu, Lu will use his humble knowledge to pass it on to my brother,
The reason why I don’t want to see you tonight is because a business is at a critical juncture. Now that I’m here, come with me and see what I can do.”
Lu Yanyou walked to the wall and blew out a candle on the candlestick. The wall suddenly cracked and an extra door appeared in the private room.
Following Lu Yanyou out of this door, the two of them had arrived at the alley behind the tea house.
What a magic circle!
If Lu Yanyou had arranged this array himself, his Yin and Yang cultivation would not be low.
The two of them walked all the way to the east of the city. Lu Yanyou asked: "Judge Ma, I wonder what your innate skills are?"
Why does this person like clichés so much?
Xu Zhiqiong said perfunctorily: "It's a small skill, not worth mentioning."
Lu Yanyou said: "Brother Ma, you are too wary, but I don't mind telling you your innate skills. Since you have reached the eighth level, you should know how to become invisible."
"I'm new to this, so I'm not yet proficient at it."
"How many puffs can you last?"
Xu Zhiqiong has a cultivation level below the seventh level and can last for five breaths, but Xu Zhiqiong deliberately shortened it and said: "I can only barely hold on to one breath."
"In that case, I'm still at the lower level of the eighth level. How long do you think I can last?"
Xu Zhiqiong guessed based on the upper section of the eighth grade: "Brother, I should be able to persist in three breaths."
"Guess less."
Missing? Isn’t he the eighth grade?
"Five sucks?"
"It's still missing."
Five puffs is still too little?
This guy is above the seventh rank.
How many puffs can you last above level seven?
Xu Zhiqiong didn't know either, so he simply made a wild guess: "Could it be Shi Sui?"
"not enough!"
Still less?
How many products is this?
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "I can't guess it anymore."
Lu Yanyou smiled: "My brother's innate skill is to become invisible."
Xu Zhiqiong was shocked: "Invisibility is an eighth-level skill. How did it become my brother's innate skill?"
"This is a coincidence. I am destined to be a member of the Judge's sect."
"Isn't this too coincidental?"
"You don't believe it? Let's see what my brother does." Lu Yanyou waved his left hand in front of him, and the whole person disappeared into nothingness.
"Little brother, guess how long I can last."
Xu Zhiqiong held his chin and observed for a moment, then said, "I guess Brother Lu can hold on for a day and a night."
Lu Yanyou showed his figure, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I can't hold on for a day and a night. It's okay to say that I have shown my talent to you, so you should tell me the truth."
Xu Zhiqiong looked around, came to Lu Yanyou's ear, and lowered his voice: "Talent and skills are where you make your life. I don't want to tell anyone else, but seeing my brother's sincerity, I told the truth. My talent is
Skill is the eye of sin!"
Lu Yanyou looked at Xu Zhiqiong and said: "The Eye of Sinful Karma is a ninth-level skill, how can it be your innate skill?"
"What a coincidence!"
Lu Yanyou asked: "Is there anything special about your Eye of Sin?"
Xu Zhiqiong lowered his voice again: "I have the eye of sin and can tell the truth from lies. If brother is lying, I can tell it at a glance."
Lu Yanyou snorted and stopped talking.
Xu Zhiqiong smiled coldly, "Invisibility is your innate skill? Who are you fooling?"
What you are doing is a yin and yang technique, a blinding technique!
The two walked to a small street in the east of the city. This street was called Orioles and Quelin. There were many wandering orioles waiting for business in the small street.
The east of the city is not as wealthy as the south and west of the city, but it is not as poor as the north of the city. There are many craftsmen and traders living here, and Liuying is just right for their spending power.
When they reached the secret place, Lu Yanyou said: "Brother, please follow me closely."
After saying that, he waved his left hand twice, making Xu Zhiqiong disappear together with himself.
"I have been waiting for a long time for this business tonight. You can only watch and not interfere. Don't ruin this important matter for me."
In the invisible state, Xu Zhiqiong didn't feel anything unusual. He could clearly see Lu Yanyou.
But in the eyes of others, these two people were completely invisible.
The two of them lurked on the street for a long time when they saw a tall Confucian scholar walking on the street and looking around.
I seem to have seen this Confucian scholar somewhere.
I remembered that he had caused trouble in Goulan and was taught a lesson by Qi Xin'an.
At that time, the sin karma on his head was less than two inches, but now it has grown to more than four inches. What has he done in these more than a month?
A girl took the initiative to greet him, took the Confucian scholar's arm and said, "Master, are you bored?"
The Confucian scholar's cheeks were slightly red, and he said shyly: "I want to find someone to talk to."
"Let's go to the slave's house to talk?"
The Confucian scholar shook his head: "Are you willing to go to my home? I don't want to go to a strange place."
The girl scolded and said, "If the road is too far, I have to give you some carriage money."
"The journey is not far," the Confucian scholar took out two slings of money and stuffed them into the girl's hand, "Are these enough?"
Seeing his jerky look, the girl couldn't help but smile after accepting the money: "Just follow the master's orders."
The girl held the Confucian scholar's arm and entered the alley. Lu Yanyou turned around and said to Xu Zhiqiong, "Follow me."
Xu Zhiqiong lowered his voice: "Why are you following me?"
"Watch a show."
Going to the theater?
This drama... I haven't seen it in a while.
Xu Zhiqiong followed Lu Yanyou carefully, and walked for four or five miles. When they reached a deep alley, the girl was unhappy.
"Sir, how far is it? I can't go any further."
"Here we are, here it is." The Confucian scholar lowered his head, his face covered by the night.
"Is this it?" The girl looked around, "Young Master...lives here?"
"What's wrong with this?"
"Okay, that's good..." The girl was frightened, let go of the Confucian scholar's arms, and took two steps back.
The Confucian scholar raised his head and looked at the girl with a ferocious expression: "I mean, wouldn't it be nice to make a tomb for you?"