Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Spring Festival Revival

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Spring Festival RevivalXu Qi'an was very angry, and anyone who encountered such a thing would be angry.

If he hadn't known that he couldn't win, Xu Qi'an would have gone forward to cause trouble, holding the collar with one hand and slapping with the other, asking while beating:

Didn't you agree to save me, you bastard, you give me a life!

This stinky monk completely betrayed his trust. I agreed that I would give my body to you, and you would help me kill the enemy? Although we had a verbal agreement, can we have a little contractual spirit?

At this time, Xu Qi'an thought of a song very appropriately:

You betrayed my love, and you took on the debt of conscience. In the end, I burst into tears when I knew the truth.

"What should I do now? Can I still live? Should I reincarnate or take over another body to be reborn? Is there reincarnation in this world?"

Xu Qi'an was in a state of trepidation, suppressed all his emotions, and discussed with the monk Shenshu in a kind way.

At this point, it was useless to turn against each other, and we should consider how to face the future. This is not cowardice, this is the way of thinking of adults.

Between the two choices of reincarnation and rebirth, Xu Qi'an prefers the latter. After all, it takes a long time for 8d to grow to 8====d.

An adult's soul is trapped in a baby's body. He went crazy because of boredom in a few years.

When Xu Qi'an was daydreaming, Monk Shenshu opened his eyes, his eyebrows were peaceful, and said: "You seem to blame me?"

No, I don't blame you, I just blame myself for trusting the wrong person... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"How much do you know about the martial arts system?" Monk Shenshu smiled.

Xu Qi'an thought for a moment and said, "?"

Master Shenshu paused, as if he hadn't heard it, and said lightly, "Martial artists temper themselves and use human power to fight against the power of heaven and earth. This "body" does not only refer to the physical body, but the three elements of spirit, energy and soul are -one."

You, a stinky monk, don't know how to pick up the gag, it's not fun... Xu Qi'an nodded

suddenly, "So, even if the master was sealed in Sangpo for five hundred years, his soul would still be indestructible, is that the truth?"

This is reasonable. If it is just tempering the physical body, then the shortcomings of the warriors are too obvious. A system like Taoism that specializes in the cultivation of the soul can't take over the warriors in a minute?

Although the warriors are not as fancy as the major systems, they feel the most stable in the later stage, at least more stable than Taoism.

Look at the three sects of Taoism, what kind of virtues are they, they are not good at anything, and they are the first in collapse.

Monk Shenshu nodded, "But below the third rank, warriors mainly focus on strengthening their bodies and breathing to cultivate qi, and only the seventh rank is to cultivate the soul."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that something was wrong. Since the proportions of the three elements of spirit, qi and spirit are equal, why is only the seventh rank the soul- refining realm?

"Now you know the importance of the soul-refining realm." Monk Shenshu explained:

"Ordinary warriors only initially explore the limit when refining the soul, which is the lower level. Constantly breaking through the limit in desperate situations is the upper level. The more solid the foundation you lay at this stage, the deeper your foundation will be when you reach a higher level in the future."

"Master, the seventh rank soul-refining, for which level is it the foundation?" Xu Qi'an's heart moved.

"Second-grade Hedao."

This is too far away for me. It is hard to say whether I can reach that level in this life... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, "That's the truth, but, but I died in the end."

He felt that it was too much of a loss to lay the foundation for the illusory second-grade and sacrifice a life in vain.

"Live towards death, how can you live if you don't die?" Monk Shenshu laughed.

"Then should I reincarnate or take over another body to be reborn?" Xu Qi'an asked, pondering: "If I can choose, I hope to take over another body to be reborn, and I don't have any big requirements. Well, first of all, he must be handsome and unparalleled.

"Secondly, he must be the legitimate son of a prominent family, born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Of course, it is best to cultivate to the Qi training realm, and never the Jing training realm. I don't want to live the hard life of sitting and sighing with my hand on my yin.

"Finally, there must be a seductive sister in her twenties who can whine."

Monk Shenshu ignored his request, his face seemed to be engraved with eternal peace, and said:

"Third-rank warriors can regenerate limbs after losing them, and are extremely difficult to kill. When they reach the highest level, they are said to be immortal. I have reached this level by chance."

Xu Qi'an's heart moved, and he heard Monk Shenshu say: "Before you die, I will seize and preserve your last ray of vitality. I will use your body to nourish your remaining body and give back to you. I will give you a drop of essence and blood. You will refine it and you can come back to life."

Is that ray of vitality the current me...so I am here? Xu Qi'an asked: "Thank you, Master. When can I wake up?"

"This is a long process." Monk Shenshu said.

Fortunately, there is no cremation in this world, otherwise, my uncle and aunt would have raised me in vain when the suona sounded... No wonder Master Shenshu did not save me, so this is what it means to live towards death... If you had said it earlier, I could have shouted a few more slogans and pretended to be sober... After confirming that he could be resurrected, Xu Qian'an's mood became brighter and he complained happily.

Outside the city!

The crude warrior rushed towards him, and Meng Wu's breath was choked, as if he was facing a mountain collapse and a tsunami.

At this moment, confusion and regret were useless emotions, and killing the enemy was his

only way out.

Meng Wu pinched the seal with both hands, muttered something in his mouth, and his body burst into dazzling blood light, and his breath rose steadily.

The blood spirit technique has burned the essence and blood at the cost of temporarily

improving the combat power.

Jiang Luzhong's unparalleled fist intention has arrived.

Meng Wu counterattacked with his fist.

The two fists collided. The first moment was silent, but after a few seconds, there was a loud

rumbling sound like a scorched earth explosion.

The ground under the feet of the two men sank at the same time, and dust rose instantly, covering hundreds of meters in radius.

Yang Qianhuan was in no hurry to dodge, and stomped on the ground in a hurry. The array patterns lit up and turned into barriers, but they shattered in the next moment.

The king felt that someone hit him hard on the back of his head with a club, and his back was hit hard by the carriage. He almost cried out in pain, but he held it back because it was not in

line with his identity.

Bang bang...

After that, there were two more punches, and the blood on Meng Wu's body dissipated, and black smoke exploded above his head. He flew backwards like a cannonball.

Jiang Luzhong's reason had been overwhelmed by anger, but now he was in perfect harmony with the state of mind of a warrior, fighting against heaven and earth, fearless. Suddenly, Jiang Luzhong's brain seemed to be pierced by a steel nail, and his heart seemed to be cut in half by a blade. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sudden change made it

impossible for him to continue chasing.

Curse killing technique!

At that moment, Meng Wu stole a piece of his clothes and launched the curse killing technique

with a close-fitting object.

If it were a low-level warrior, he would have died on the spot.

In the battle between high-level strong men, this kind of interference can almost determine

the winner, and the chance of winning is in an instant, but Meng Wu decisively gave up this opportunity because the opponent is a warrior.

Copper skin and iron bones.

The major systems hate warriors and think they are rough. In addition to the monotonous methods of warriors, they can only use violence. There is another reason: warriors are difficult

to kill.

They can make mistakes ten, twenty or even more times. You can't kill them, you can only

grind them slowly.

And if you make a mistake once, they will beat your brains out.

Maybe he will even lift up your head, take a look at your brain, and then walk away

disappointed.

Pah, a vulgar warrior.

After the killing spell took effect, Meng Wu quickly evacuated and fled into the distance.

"Bang!" He then hit the invisible wall.

"Yang Qianhuan!!" Meng Wu roared angrily.

"Among the formations I am proficient in, six are techniques for trapping the enemy. You should break the formations quickly, and there are five more formations waiting behind." Yang Qianhuan appeared not far away, with his back to Meng Wu.

In this situation, just looking at his back, anyone would sigh: a hermit master! Meng Wu had no chance to break the formation. He was not a warrior, and his tolerance rate

was too low. Jiang Luzhong came, and his fighting spirit collapsed in the three punches just now. At this time, Meng Wu was no longer a "warrior".

As we all know, in close combat, the major systems are younger brothers in front of warriors.

"Puff!"

Jiang Lvzhong punched Meng Wu in the face, and his head exploded, with red, white, and broken bones flying everywhere.

The headless body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly withered.

"Asshole, asshole..."

An illusory figure appeared in the air, overlooking Jiang Lvzhong and Yang Qianhuan, with a

distorted face.

That was Meng Wu's Yuanshen. After the death of a high-quality strongman, the Yuanshen

can stay for a few days. Moreover, in the Yuanshen field, wizards are second only to Taoists. "How should I deal with this guy?" Yang Qianhuan said.,

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head: "I can't do anything about Yuanshen. I can't kill him. I can't

trap him."

If it was a physical body, it would be killed with one punch, but Yuanshen is special and immune to fist attacks. The vibration of Qi can indeed cause damage to Yuanshen, but the effect is limited. At this time, if Meng Wu's Yuanshen wants to escape, Jiang Lvzhong has no

way at all.

Yang Qianhuan said proudly: "I can trap him! There is a girl in the city who is from the Tianzong. She has a way to refine this ghost."

After that, he said leisurely: "Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, there is no one

like me in the world..."

Boom!

The power of the soul surged wantonly, and the dream witch exploded.

Jiang Luzhong slowly turned his head, stared at the white-clothed sorcerer, and said word by

word: "He destroyed himself."

"... Too impatient." Yang Qianhuan said depressedly.

"Isn't the point of the problem that you talk too much nonsense and delay the opportunity?"

"Goodbye!"

"Yang Qianhuan..." Jiang Luzhong shouted, but the white-clothed sorcerer had disappeared,

and he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Xu Qian'an died.

Late at night, the post station was filled with a sad atmosphere. The bright candlelight

dispelled the darkness, but could not illuminate the haze in people's hearts.

It was now three quarters after midnight, and the seriously injured Tongluo stayed at the post

station. The governor was not there, and Yang Chuannan was not there either, because he was

released.

The governor released him personally.

When the embarrassed but expressionless Governor Zhang returned, he came to him and asked him: Are you willing to make meritorious contributions while serving your sentence? Yang Chuannan agreed immediately, not because he was eager to escape the crime, but at this moment, Commander Yang saw the storm that made him palpitate in the eyes of this scholar. Yang Chuannan immediately left the post station and was ordered to mobilize the Weisi army to enter the city and cooperate with the Feiyan army to wipe out the rebels in the remaining

three gates.

In the process of suppressing the rebels, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng took the lead and

killed many people. They were hit by several arrows and had to return to the post station to recuperate.

After taking over Baidi City, Yang Chuannan and Li Miaozhen led their troops to surround the Wucheng Bingma Division, arresting all the officials from the sixth rank "commander" to the

clerks. Later, Governor Zhang forcibly summoned all the officials of Baidi City and ordered the white-robed magician to interrogate them one by one, and found 34 members of Song Changfu's rebel party, plus the officials, clerks of the Wucheng Bingma Division, and the

captured soldiers, a total of 408 people.

Without further interrogation or imprisonment, Governor Zhang acted arbitrarily and took

the rebels to Xingtai for beheading. The governor has the right to act at his own discretion,

but it does not include privately beheading the offending officials. However, this is an extraordinary period, and any excessive actions can be explained by the

elimination of the rebels afterwards. As long as Governor Zhang puts down the rebellion in Yunzhou, the court will only reward him.

The heads of people killed in Xingtai rolled and the blood flowed like a river. The matter is not over yet. According to the dream witch who was hit in the head by Jiang

Lvzhong, the plan of the rebels is to kill the governor first, then seize Baidi City, and then cooperate with the mountain bandits to capture Yunzhou.

Governor Zhang has sent messengers to various prefectures and counties to let the local guards be on high alert and be vigilant against the attacks of mountain bandits.

Li Miaozhen and Yang Chuannan actively prepared for the defense of the city, recruited

militia, transported and repaired the defense equipment, and waited for the enemy with their hands rubbed.

But until late at night, there was no sign of anyone, and the scouts sent out did not come back to report.

South Gate, in the urn built on the city wall.

Governor Zhang, Jiang Lvzhong, Yang Chuannan and Li Miaozhen sat at the table to discuss

matters. Jiang Lvzhong squinted his eyes and stared at the city defense map to study. Li Miaozhen looked depressed and silent.

Governor Zhang glanced at the two of them, and finally looked at Yang Chuannan, asking humbly: "Commander-in-chief, did the bandits cancel the operation after receiving the news of the failed mutiny?"

He was a scholar, and although he had studied military tactics for a few years, it was not

worth mentioning that the two warriors and one Taoist disciple present were all experienced and brave generals.

Yang Chuannan's face was still pale, and his chest ached.

Fortunately, he was a talented general, and his cultivation was temporarily abolished, but the ability to deploy troops on the battlefield was more important than personal strength. When it was useful, he called me Commander-in-chief, and when it was useless, he called me

a traitor... Yang Chuannan couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he looked steady and solemn, and said: "If it is a multi-line battle, the speed of information transmission will not be so fast. Even if

the army attacking Baidi City gets the news, it is impossible for the other troops to synchronize the information. "In theory, if it is really as the dream witch said, the war should have broken out in the

prefectures and counties. Wait for another hour. If no rebels attack Baidi City, we will send troops to support the counties. "

Yang Chuannan looked at the Feiyan female hero with whom he had a close relationship, "Miaozhen, what do you think? Miaozhen, Miaozhen..."

Li Miaozhen said "ah" for a moment, and seemed to come back to her senses, and asked back:

"What's the matter?"

Yang Chuannan repeated the question, and then asked with concern: "What's wrong with

you?"

"Nothing."

Li Miaozhen shook her head, and the image of the young Tongluo standing guard at the

entrance of the courtyard without retreating a single step appeared in her mind again. Tragic and desolate.

But what really made Li Miaozhen unforgettable was not the simple impact of the image, but

that she never expected that the man she thought was lustful and shameless could actually do

this.

When everyone was on the verge of despair, when the other Tongluo chose to breathe to heal

their wounds, it was the lustful man who really stood up. The impact caused by the huge contrast is the strongest. Every time Li Miaozhen recalled the image of him standing with a knife, she felt a little sad.

Perhaps after many years, recalling this scene today, it is still vivid and profound.

"Where is Yang Qianhuan?" Governor Zhang asked. "He left. I can't keep him. "Jiang Lvzhong said.

He was a little angry at Yang Qianhuan. As long as he thought of the sacrifice of his three

subordinates, Jiang Lvzhong would feel impotent and furious, hating himself and taking his anger out on Yang Qianhuan.

Although Yang Qianhuan had a concise explanation.

Self-blame and regret will accompany him for a long time, until the years of washing and

untying the knot in his heart, he can "meet and smile" with himself and put the past behind

him.

"Why did he come to Yunzhou?" Governor Zhang frowned.

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head.

Suddenly, Jiang Lvzhong's ears moved, and he turned his head to look at the dark night. Li

Miaozhen was a second slower and turned his head.

"Here he comes! "Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice.

Everyone immediately ran out of the city wall and came to the city wall. Looking far away,

they saw continuous flames appearing in the darkness in the distance, floating slowly, like a flowing river.

Woo woo woo... Dong dong dong...

The sound of horns and drums sounded at the same time, echoing in the silent cold night.

The soldiers who were dozing against the parapet woke up one after another, grabbed the spears, crossbows, shields and other weapons around them, and entered combat status. Li Miaozhen stood on the top of the wall, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

Suddenly, he was startled and shouted: "Be careful! "

As soon as the words fell, a silver light broke through the air, and the tip of the spear made a

sharp whistling sound in the air.

A fourth-grade warrior!

And a peak fourth-grade warrior!

Li Miaozhen was shocked and her body tensed. Yunzhou actually had such a master? There

were such strong men among the bandits?

The next scene surprised her. Jiang Luzhong took the initiative to meet him and slowly reached out to take the silver spear. He was completely lacking in the seriousness and vigilance that should be shown when facing a strong enemy.

What surprised her even more was that the silver spear that seemed to be fierce and

unmatched was actually soft and powerless, and took the initiative to deliver itself to Jiang Luzhong's hands. Li Miaozhen looked at it intently. It was a heavy silver spear. The silver paint on the spear

body was mottled, revealing the vicissitudes of time, but the tip of the spear was cold and the

blood was not dry.

Compared with the ordinary silver spear in her hand, this spear was a real combat weapon.

Li Miaozhen's natal weapon is a flying sword. The reason why he uses a gun is mainly because

after joining the army, he must have a weapon that matches his status. There was a loud "bang" in the distance, and a figure jumped up hundreds of meters away,

drew a high arc in the air, and fell on the horse road of the city wall.

This person was wearing a black night watchman's uniform, with a golden gong embroidered

on his chest, and his expression was cold and hard, like a sculpture. "Why are you here?" Jiang Luzhong was surprised and pleasantly surprised, and threw the

silver

gun

over.

"In the name of my adoptive father, I went to Yunzhou to suppress the mountain bandits."

Yang Yan took the spear and answered concisely.

Governor Zhang was stunned, as if he had grasped something, and asked: "What did Wei Gong

tell you?"

"My adoptive father said that the mountain bandits in Yunzhou would cause chaos, and ordered me to come secretly. "Yang Yan said:

"I have secretly mastered the military strength of various guards in Yunzhou a few days ago. I originally planned to clear out the bandits in a while. Unexpectedly, more than a dozen bandits were making trouble everywhere at dusk today. I just led the team to eliminate them. I guessed that something might happen in Baidi City, so I rushed here immediately. "Sixty miles away from Baidi City, I encountered a group of 2,000 soldiers and horses. I just

killed them."

Li Miaozhen glanced at the tip of the gun and thought to herself that it was no wonder that there was blood on it.

Governor Zhang was relieved. It turned out that we were just pawns in the open, and Duke Wei

had made some arrangements in secret.

Yang Yanl

at everyone, search the crowd, and frowned, "Where Xu an'an?"

Governor Zhang's face suddenly froze, and the surprise in Jiang Luzhong's eyes gradually

faded.

Yang Yan's heart sank, and his already paralyzed face became even colder and harder.

"He..." Governor Zhang's eyes showed sadness, and he said, "He died in the battle."

Li Miaozhen lowered his head slightly and sighed.

Crack... The stone bricks under Yang Yan's feet suddenly cracked, and a stream of energy overflowed uncontrollably, indicating that the Jinluo's emotions were out of control. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his face, which had been paralyzed for many years,

twisted rarely, and he squeezed out a word from his teeth: "How did he die?" Governor Zhang told Yang Yan everything that happened today. At the end, when he talked about Xu Qian'an's stubborn defense to protect everyone, the governor's eyes turned red: "He was shot by 31 arrows and had more than 60 knife wounds... He stood until his death, and

he didn't retreat if he said he would not retreat... A promise is worth a thousand gold, a

promise is worth a thousand gold."

Jiang Luzhong slowly exhaled, looked at the grief of Governor Zhang, and felt a little

reluctant, and said in a deep voice:

"I failed in my duty, I'm sorry..."

The spear in Yang Yan's hand swept across without warning, and the spear shaft bent and hit Jiang Luzhong's chest heavily.

Bang!

Between heaven and earth, a resounding sound like a huge bell erupted.

Jiang Lvzhong smashed the female wall and was thrown out. Yang Yan stomped down half of the city wall with one foot, soared into the sky, and roared in

the distance: "Jiang Lvzhong, you useless thing, I must kill you today."

.....

In the post station, the hall.

The bodies of Xu Qiyan and the three silver gongs were parked in the center of the hall,

covered with white cloth.

The arrows on Xu Qiyan's body had been stripped off, and his bloody face had been cleaned.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were sleepless late at night, came downstairs tacitly,

brought two chairs, and sat on Xu Qiyan's left and right.

They didn't say anything, just sat silently and accompanied him.

A man's sadness is silent.

During this time, Song Tingfeng said two sentences: "Just think of it as keeping vigil for

you.", "We'll be brothers in the next life." Zhu Guangxiao said one sentence: "In the end, it's still the two of us." The candle gradually burned to the end, and the candle tears fell and solidified drop by drop.

In this sad atmosphere, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao did not say another word. Until the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the post station, a team of night watchmen came to the post station, led by Yang Yan, and Yang Jinluo seemed to have just

experienced a big battle and was in a mess.

Behind him, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao knew several silver gongs who followed him

to Yunzhou.

Xu Qi'an also knew them, such as Min Shan and Yang Feng who had investigated the Sangpo

case together, such as... Li Yuchun, the immediate superior of the three. Li Yuchun looked like a walking corpse at this time. He walked towards Xu Qi'an step by step,

very slowly. In just a dozen steps, it seemed that there were thorns everywhere, and stepping

on them would cause heart-piercing pain.

Li Yuchun reached out his hand and lifted the white cloth... His body shook.

"Boss."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hurried to help.

Li Yuchun lowered his head, looked at Xu Qian'an's face, and said, "I heard that Ning Yan died

in the battle, but I don't know how he died. Can you two tell me about it?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other, both a little worried, the boss was

too calm.

Song Tingfeng told Li Yuchun what happened, the latter listened quietly and nodded slowly,

"It's worthy of the Tongluo I brought out, good job, you didn't embarrass me. "He has always done things to my liking, just like the little bastard who killed the surname

Zhu. He never covets money, which is better than both of you. You should learn from him. "The only bad thing is that he is too casual in his practice, and he often sneaks into brothels to

listen to music when he patrols the streets. Someone has come to me to complain several

times."

He talked about trivial things and recalled the bits and pieces of the past.

It was relatively calm, which made Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao feel relieved. They

knew that the boss valued and appreciated Xu Qiyan. He dared to slap the face of Duke Wei in

public because of the knife cutting the silver gong.

However, when he lifted the white cloth and checked Xu Qiyan's clothes, he suddenly became

furious:

"Which son of a bitch arranged his clothes, which son of a bitch arranged his clothes, the

lapels are not symmetrical, the lapels are not symmetrical..."

He cursed loudly, with an angry posture of wanting to draw a knife to chop people, as if only

in this way, others would ignore the surging tears in his eyes.

"Boss." Song Tingfeng shouted.

"The lapels are not symmetrical, the lapels are not symmetrical." Li Yuchun held his face with

both hands, his shoulders trembling constantly, trembling constantly...

...........

Li Miaozhen returned to the mansion in Baidi City, sitting alone in the study for a long time,

with a small jade mirror at hand.

She wanted to pick it up several times and tell everyone about the death of No. 3, but she held

back.

Just think of it as saving some face for him at the end... Li Miaozhen sighed, picked up the

small jade mirror, and sent a letter: [Master, I have something to tell you alone. ]

In the middle of the night, the members of the Tiandihui were suddenly awakened by the

throbbing of the letter. They were very angry, and they became even more angry after seeing the content of No. 2's letter.

Come again?

[Nine: I have blocked the rest of the people. ]

[Two: Master, the matter in Yunzhou has been settled.]

[Nine: This is a good thing. ]

[Two: I already know that No. 3 is Xu Qian'an. ]

Taoist Master Jinlian laughed: [Nine: That's a good thing.]

[Two: Xu Qi'an died in the battle.]

[Nine: ???]

[Two: I will find a way to retrieve the fragments of the Earth Book. After the spring of next

year, I will leave Yunzhou and go to the capital.]

[Nine: Are you sure Xu Qi'an died in the battle?]

[Two: Yes.]

[Nine: That's impossible.]

[Two: Why do you say that, Taoist Master?] [Nine: Xu Qi'an is a person with great fortune, and he is definitely not a short-lived person.]

[Two: But he is indeed dead. I buried his body myself.]

Taoist Master Jinlian asked: [Did his soul escape?] Li Miaozhen frowned: [When I arrived, he was already dead. Moreover, he was not in the

Refining Spirit Realm, and his soul was not very strong. He was hit by the evil spirit and blood,

and it was very likely to dissipate on the spot. ]

Besides,

with her level as the Saintess of the Heavenly Sect, how could she not tell whether a

corpse still had life?

Master Jinlian did not reply for a long time. After a few minutes, he said, "I know. You don't

have to worry about the fragments of the Earth Book. I will personally verify whether Xu Qi'an is dead or alive."

Li Miaozhen raised her eyebrows. Master Jinlian obviously did not believe her judgment. But

she did not refute it. The message had been conveyed. It was up to the Taoist to believe it or

not.

However, the fragments of the Earth Book were the treasure of the Earth Sect. Li Miaozhen felt that Master Jinlian's way of handling them was too casual and not taken seriously enough.

After ending the shielding, No. 1 immediately sent a message: "No. 2, is the case in Yunzhou

over?"

Li Miaozhen replied, "If you want to know the specific situation, you can exchange it with

equivalent information. ]

[One: OK, no problem. ]

[Two: The one who colluded with the Wushen Cult and supported the bandits was the governor Song Changfu. After the incident was exposed, he blocked Baidi City and summoned

the rebels to besiege and kill Governor Zhang. Although he failed, the night watchmen also

suffered heavy losses.

[We...the Xu Qiyan who was often mentioned when delivering letters has died. ] She still did

not announce the fact that Xu Qiyan was No. 3 after all.

No. 3 will never appear again... Li Miaozhen added in her heart, feeling a little sad. Xu Qiyan died?

Inside the Tiandihui, the most intense reaction was No. 6 Hengyuan, followed by No. 4, but No. 4 was purely regretful for the talent.

Monk Hengyuan was different. He once again experienced the grief of his junior brother

Henghui's death.

[Two: After the beginning of spring, I will go to the capital. No. 1, I want to know the

information of all the younger generation of disciples of the Renzong.]

No. 1 never replied to her again.

....

Yunzhou is now a mess, the officialdom of Baidi City is in turmoil, and people are in panic.

As a governor appointed by the court, Governor Zhang cannot leave. He wrote a memorial to

the court about the Yunzhou case. Then he stayed in Yunzhou to preside over the overall

situation, waiting for the court's instructions and waiting for the new governor to arrive in

Yunzhou before he could return to Beijing.

Jiang Luzhong and Yang Yan stayed in Yunzhou to suppress bandits and protect the safety of

Governor

Zhang.

But the bodies of Xu Qi'an and the three silver

gongs had to be transported back to the capital.

They were heroes and should not be buried in a foreign land. In the cold winter, the bodies

will not rot in the short term, but they cannot stay in Yunzhou for a long time.

The task of escorting the bodies of the four people back to Beijing was given to Min Shan and

Min

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Li Yuchun and the other two decided to stay in Yunzhou to participate in the suppression of bandits and vent their sadness. At the same time, deep in their hearts, they did not dare to

take Xu Qi'an's body back to Beijing for fear of facing his family. Governor Zhang prepared coffins for the four night watchmen who died, bowed deeply, and

did not stand up for a long time.

When sealing the coffin, Governor Zhang placed four letters sent from the capital on Xu

Qiyan's chest.

....

February 2, Spring Festival.

There is no Spring Festival in this world, but there is a festival similar to the Spring Festival,

called Spring Festival.

On this day, the emperor led the civil and

military officials to offer sacrifices to the heaven,

praying for good weather and peace in this year, and it was the most important day in Dafeng.

Every household would follow the sacrifice, cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and even the

busiest people would return home on the Spring Festival to reunite with their families.

It was cold in spring, and thin ice floated on the canal. The official ship slowly went north and

set off on its way home.

Xu Qiyan woke up on the Spring Festival.