Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 135 Suzaku's Suspicion

Great Wei, the capital, the imperial palace.

A man with a majestic look, wearing a dragon robe.

There was also a man in white clothes, holding a paper fan, and his face was somewhat similar to Fan Shiyi.

These two people are Fan Zhongfu and Jing Di.

"Teacher, I lost again." Emperor Jing lost the period without any anger.

The only person in the world who dared to beat Emperor Jing in chess was Fan Zhongfu.

Because Emperor Jing studied in an academy when he was young, he was a disciple of Fan Zhongfu.

As long as a cultivator reaches the third rank, he can live several hundred years longer. If he is below the third rank, he will only turn into a pile of yellow earth after a hundred years.

Although Fan Zhongfu looks like a middle-aged man, he has lived for hundreds of years.

"Playing chess is ultimately a minor art. Your Majesty's ability to govern the country is far inferior to mine." Fan Zhongfu said with a smile.

Emperor Jing smiled slightly and stopped talking about playing chess: "Didn't the eleventh sister go to Qianzhou County? It's been a year and she hasn't come back yet."

Fan Zhongfu nodded: "At first, I just wanted him to bring someone back. Later, several masters of the righteous path besieged the Demon Lord, causing disaster in Qingyuan County. She was helping with disaster relief in Qingyuan County, so she was not allowed to come back."

"Take someone with you?" Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows.

Fan Zhongfu recited: "The moon shines brightly in front of my bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground. I look up at the moon and think of my hometown. I asked her to bring the person who wrote this poem."

Emperor Jing suddenly realized.

"It turns out that the person who wrote this poem is in Qianzhou County."

"I have also heard the maids and eunuchs in the palace recite this poem. Although they are illiterate, they can recite this poem by heart."

Emperor Jing had also heard this poem being read in the palace during the full moon, and he knew that it was an expression of homesickness.

However, Emperor Jing did not pay much attention to this poem because the verses were too simple and had no profound meaning.

Fan Zhongfu smiled and said, "I didn't expect this poem to have reached the palace, but Your Majesty certainly doesn't know that this poem has another meaning besides homesickness."

Emperor Jing was a little curious. He really had never thought about the deep meaning of this poem.

Fan Zhongfu said that this poem came from the Jiaofangsi and was written by someone to the girl "Mingyue".

After listening to this, Emperor Jing was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter.

In the empty palace, several maids and eunuchs breathed a sigh of relief. Emperor Jing had been in a bad mood for several days, and he had executed two eunuchs and three palace maids for some trivial matters.

Fan Zhongfu could make Emperor Jing laugh, which made them feel much safer.

"The moon in front of the window is naked, and I think it's frost on the ground. Is it really that white?" Emperor Jing couldn't help asking.

Fan Zhongfu smiled and said, "Eleven has seen it, and she said it's not that white."

Emperor Jing was stunned again, then laughed out loud: "Not that white, not that white."

In a rice field.

A woman carrying a one-year-old child on her back bent down and started planting rice.

The sun was very hot in the sky. The woman was wiping the sweat off her face while coaxing the child.

The child is babbling.

"My son, let me read you a poem."

"When I hoe the field at noon, my sweat drips down to the ground. Who knows that every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work?"

Beijing, Jiaofang Division.

A few noblemen were talking, and a woman next to them was smiling apologetically.

The woman accidentally spilled a grain of rice while eating, and she picked it up and ate it.

"Miss, it's just a grain of rice. Won't the Music Bureau let you not have enough to eat?" said a young man.

The girl smiled faintly: "It's just that there was a poem recently that made me feel a little emotional."

"Oh, what poem?"

"Pity the farmer, who hoes the field at noon, sweat drips down to the ground. Who knows that every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work?"

Several noble gentlemen laughed out loud when they heard this poem.

"What the hell? Is this considered poetry?"

"Yes, isn't this just a limerick?"

"This kind of poetry is not worthy of being published in a high-class society."

Several young masters criticized the poem harshly.

The girl smiled faintly, she could understand these young men, because they had never suffered. Unlike her, she almost starved to death when she was young.

When the girl heard this poem from someone else, it reminded her of the time when she accompanied her mother to weed the crops when she was a child. After reading this poem, she was promoted to the tenth rank in Confucianism overnight.

"This poem is said to come from Qianzhou County, where there is a secret realm formed by a storage jade." The girl introduced, "The rules of the secret realm are very simple. You just need to write a poem. If you write it well, you can get the storage jade."

"You mean, this poem beat the secret realm?" several young masters asked in shock.

The girl nodded.

"This kind of poetry can win the secret realm!?"

"Damn it, who is so lucky? If I were here, the storage area would be mine."

Several young masters suddenly felt bad. Such a doggerel could actually win the secret realm and obtain the storage jade.

The girl smiled faintly, and then said: "At that time, Master Fan Shiyi was also in the secret realm. Master Fan Shiyi was also there."

After the girl finished speaking, several young men were stunned. They had seen Fan Shiyi and often played with him. They knew Fan Shiyi's ability to write poetry.

Fan Shiyi couldn't win the poem in the secret realm, so it would be even more difficult for them.

"This poem can win over Brother Fan, it seems to have some merit."

"Yeah, I think it's not bad either."

Qianzhou County, Qingyuan County.

Zhuque brought Zhang Sheng to a grave.

There was a knife mark on the grave.

Zhuque looked at the marks on the grave, nodded and said, "Yes, it is the pattern of the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades."

Zhang Sheng had been asking about the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades, and when he got the news he told Zhuque.

Zhuque brought Zhang Sheng to find the Demonic Sword Qianren.

"According to the village chief, Toad Head wanted to arrange ghost marriages with several women, but was eventually defeated by two people. The man then ran away with a knife," said Zhang Sheng.

Zhuque frowned slightly: "Impossible!"

Zhang Sheng was so frightened that he dared not speak.

"What are the names of the two people who defeated him?" Suzaku asked again. Her first feeling was that no one would leave with the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades.

Zhang Sheng hurriedly said, "One is Fan Shiyi, and the other is Zhou Ping, a young escort from the Yan Family Escort Agency in Qinghe County."

“Sir, could it be that Fan Shiyi took away the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades? He is a very famous figure in Confucianism, and he is already a fourth-rank Confucian.” Zhang Sheng said.

Zhang Sheng was the magistrate of Mao County in his previous life, so he had naturally heard of Fan Shiyi's name. Not only had he heard of Fan Shiyi's name, he had also met Fan Shiyi when he was studying at the academy.

Although Fan Shiyi was only seven or eight years old at that time, he was already quite talented.

"So it was that guy." Zhuque's lips curled up slightly, but he shook his head again, "If she was there, she would not have taken Demon Blade Thousand Blades away. She knows how powerful Demon Blade Thousand Blades is."

Zhuque asked again: "You said there is another little escort?"

Zhang Sheng immediately introduced Zhou Ping. "Yes, he is the escort of Yan's Escort Agency in Qinghe County. He has the eighth-rank Buddhist cultivation, but all of his cultivation came from initiation." Zhang Sheng said.

Suzaku nodded: "Go check this person out."

Zhang Sheng nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

"Sir, there have been several incidents in Qinghe County recently."

"One is the appearance of a secret realm. That secret realm is a test for writing poetry. Fan Shiyi was also in the secret realm, but in the end the secret book was taken away by the hero Bu Tiao."

"The second is that a new secret realm has appeared in the tunnel. In the past half month, people have been entering the secret realm, but none of them have come out alive."

Zhang Sheng reports his work to Zhuque.

Zhuque clenched her jade hand slightly, and a ball of black liquid appeared from her palm and then crawled onto Zhang Sheng's body.

Zhang Sheng's eyes were full of ecstasy. He didn't expect that he would actually receive a reward from the membrane.

"Well done, you are much better than that guy named Leng." Zhuque said.

Zhang Sheng suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you for the reward, sir."

"I already know about the secret realm. I have notified all the Demon Cult followers below the eighth rank in the vicinity to come here and enter the secret realm to find out what's going on."

"In addition to the things just mentioned, check the following nearby counties to see if there is a zombie wearing the armor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the zombie is carrying a coffin with a beautiful woman in it."

Suzaku said again.

She met a zombie a few days ago. The zombie was nothing special, but he was carrying a coffin, and the woman in the coffin was absolutely beautiful.

Not only that, Suzaku felt that the woman seemed to still have a faint breath of life.

Zhuque had the idea of ​​taking the woman away. She felt that once the Demon Lord was resurrected, he would definitely like such a beauty.

The two had a fierce battle. Although the zombie was no match for Suzaku, he escaped in the end.

Zhuque looked up at the moon: "This Qinghe County is becoming more and more interesting!"

inside the tunnel.

Now it is a lively scene.

"Mutton soup, fresh mutton soup."

"Trauma, trauma, miracle medicine will always work."

"Don't miss this excellent weapon if you pass by it."

The narrow tunnel was already crowded with people, some buying weapons, some buying food, and some seeking medical treatment.

The news that there is a secret place in the tunnel has spread. In the past half month, people have begun to come to the tunnel.

In the space of the ancient tomb, many people were standing crowded together.

The county magistrates of Qinghe and Qingyuan counties were also here, and some constables and runners stood beside them.

The two county magistrates heard that a secret realm had appeared here, so they wanted to join in the fun. However, the secret realm was too dangerous and many people died in it.

The two county magistrates certainly didn't have the courage to go in.

Except for the officials, the rest are cultivators.

Next to Wu Da Ge, there was an old man with triangular eyes and big ears. Wu Da Ge seemed to be very afraid of the old man with triangular eyes and respected him very much.

There are about forty or fifty people in the Wu family.

Except for the old man with triangular eyes, Wu Dage glanced at the people around him with a look of disdain on his face.

These people were of the same generation, most of them were of the eighth rank, and their cultivation was simply not comparable to his.

It’s just that due to Wu Dage’s physical disability, even though his cultivation is the best among the young people, he is not taken seriously.

"Wu Da Ge, Yue Yunfeng is right there, why don't you take the things away according to the clan rules?" a young man scolded.

The young man's name is Wu Dafu. He is the cousin of Wu Dage and also the one that the Wu family focuses on training.

Wu Dage snorted coldly and didn't reply.

The old man with triangular eyes said "Hmm?" and then looked at Wu Dage.

Wu Da Ge quickly explained: "Sister's body has reached the strength of the sixth rank. I am no match for her. I have fought with her, but I couldn't beat her."

"Useless trash!" the triangular-eyed old man scolded.

Wu Dage lowered his head. He was short to begin with, and after lowering his head, no one could see his angry expression.

"Dafu, what do you think?" asked the old man with triangular eyes.

Wu Dafu said, "Uncle San, I think apart from the zombies guarding the gate, the danger inside should be no different from that of an ordinary tomb. We have been into Dayu's tomb before."

Triangle Eyes nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, wait for two more days until all the masters of the clan arrive. Then you can go into the tomb together. We will definitely get the storage jade!"

Wu Dafu said confidently: "Don't worry, Third Uncle!"

However, Wu Dage looked at Wu Dafu viciously, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he said nothing.

In addition to the Wu family, a group of monks also appeared in the tunnel. These monks came from other places.

After Fayuan's death, Jinhua Temple became an ownerless place, and the monks in the temple went to a large temple in Qianzhou County and invited monks to be the abbot.

Especially after they learned that a secret realm had appeared in Qinghe County, they arranged for eighteen eighth-grade masters to come to Qinghe County.

Although the secret realm is dangerous, the treasures in the storage jade are more exciting.

In addition to the monks, there are also some groups of people, some of them are warriors and some are Taoists.

Wu Da Ge glanced at these people, especially the two Taoists, and looked at them for a long time: "I didn't expect that the secret realm would attract Taoist people."

Taoism is divided into the Heaven Sect and the Earth Sect.

The Tianzong is the Zhang family, and the Dizong is in Kunlun Mountain.

Wu Dage was well-informed and the clothes worn by the two Taoists revealed their identities.

Among them, the appearance of Taoist Tianzong attracted Wu Dage's special attention.

The head of the Zhang family once fought a battle with the Demon Lord, and then sealed off the Zhang family for more than ten years. Now that the deadline has expired, the people of the Zhang family have begun to re-enter the world.

There are many Taoists in the Wei Dynasty, but there are very few people from the Tianzong and Dizong.

Although there were few people, they were all geniuses. Any one of them was better than the ordinary Taoists.

Wu Da Ge searched for people in the tunnel, and then looked disappointed. He was looking for a bodyguard, but the bodyguard did not come.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." A group of people wearing armor came into the tunnel.

These people were wearing armor and looked extremely murderous.

Wu Da Ge looked at these people and took a breath of cold air: "The Wei army has also sent people."

Wu Da Ge looked at these soldiers with amazing momentum and felt a little unbelievable. He didn't expect that the soldiers of Wei Dynasty would also be dispatched.

"Hey, it seems that Wu Dafu can live a few more days." Wu Daguo thought that the zombies in the secret realm could kill Wu Dafu, but he didn't expect that the sergeant would also come.

With the strength of these soldiers and their fearless character, they can kill the zombies.

The soldiers of the Wei Dynasty were not transferred at will. Since the soldiers came here, it meant that at least someone at the same level as the county magistrate came here.

Sure enough, there was another person following behind the sergeant.

The young man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, but his lips were a little thin.

"It's him!" Wu Dage narrowed his eyes slightly. The man who came was the second young master of the governor of Qianzhou County.

This man is a Taoist priest. He is cruel and ruthless, and does not have a very good reputation in Qianzhou City. However, because he has reached the eighth level of cultivation and has his father's protection, he can call the shots in Qianzhou County.

The moment Magistrate Lu saw the young man, he immediately lifted up his official uniform and ran over: "It turns out to be the Second Young Master. I didn't expect you to come in person."

(End of this chapter)