Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 240 Recognizing the Lord
"What are you thinking?"

Wei Zhuang's cold voice came.

Zi Nu looked teasing and said, "I was thinking that Tian Zong Daozi is mysterious and powerful, and he is much better than Guigu's descendant."

"..."

Wei Zhuang was speechless for a long time and changed the subject: "You went to Qianlong Hall with him and just came back now. What happened?"

Wei Zhuang knew about the two people's trip. After all, the box containing the water-dispersing gold was made by him.

Zi Nu told the truth about what happened along the way.

"Yan Prince Dan, Ranger Jing Ke... All Things Grow, Space Song, Hanging Crane, Grandmaster! Are you kidding me?!"

A look of intense horror flashed across Wei Zhuang's eyes.

It doesn’t matter that Yan Dan and Jing Ke appeared at the Yibao Banquet, but Bai Jing actually has all kinds of magical methods!

He had never heard of the Taoist Tianzong having these inheritances.

Zi Nu sighed, "How could I tease you with such a thing? I saw all this with my own eyes.

A lush green forest suddenly appeared in the wasteland. I believe the news will soon spread in Xinzheng.

And that strange white crane... maybe there is evidence to prove this."

"What do you mean?"

Zi Nu didn't say anything else, but took Wei Zhuang to the stable.

"He came to Xinzheng on a white horse, and it was this one."

Zi Nu pointed with her hand, and Wei Zhuang looked and saw the handsome white horse with bright eyes, strong limbs, and even blood surging.

Zi Nu had never paid attention to it before and just asked her subordinates to take good care of it. But now, she discovered the clue.

“This is a magical horse!”

Wei Zhuang was itching to try out the quality of the white horse himself, so he led it to an open space.

However, he had not expected that the horse was so unruly and difficult to tame. As soon as Wei Zhuang got on the horse, the horse started running wildly. If it were not for his innate cultivation and extraordinary skills, he would have been thrown off the horse and made a fool of himself.

“He’s still a recognized master!”

Wei Zhuang was helpless, but he had completely believed Zi Nu's words, because the speed displayed by the white horse's galloping was not inferior to that of an ordinary horse.

Zi Nu covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "If you are willing to wait, I will have someone pick a few young mares and put them in the stable together. In three or four years, you will have one too."

"Ok!"

Wei Zhuang was somewhat tempted.

"But this is not what a gentleman does~"

"The Guigu lineage does not call itself a gentleman!"

Wei Zhuang said sternly. He thought, it's ok for Bai Jing to eat and drink for free in Zilanxuan, but this horse has to pay for his master's food and accommodation!
"Fizz!"

The white horse was smart and knew that the man in front of it was plotting against him. It looked ferocious and neighed continuously.

…………

Han Fei returned to his house and pondered for a while before finally opening the Zongheng Box.

“It’s not that difficult.”

Han Fei chuckled, and soon his eyes turned to see what was in the Zongheng box.

"This is gold... No, if it were just that, why would you go to so much trouble to send it to me?"

Han Fei quickly called Zhang Liang over and looked through ancient books together, and finally found a record of this thing in the remaining manuscripts.

"Water dissolves gold. It can be melted into nothingness when it comes into contact with water, and it will burn when it comes into contact with fire. Its appearance is no different from ordinary gold. It's actually like this!"

Zhang Liang was shocked.

"Brother Han, where did you get this?"

"It's at the Yibao Banquet in Qianlong Hall."

Han Fei told the whole story.

Zhang Liang sighed: "As the old saying goes, those who are self-reliant will be helped by God, it is really true.

Brother Han has met a noble person this time."

"Ah."

Han Fei nodded and thought deeply. "This thing was given to me by Miss Zi Nu, but it was placed in the Zongheng Box. Obviously, the real owner of the gift is the descendant of Gui Gu... Is he also in Zi Lan Xuan?"

Han Fei played with the vertical and horizontal box with a deep look in his eyes.

Taoist disciple of Tianzong and descendant of Guiguzi, how many secrets does this small Zilanxuan hide?

After getting the key clue, Han Fei felt confident and went to the Korean prison to find his two uncles, Longquan Jun and Anping Jun, the next day.

As kings and princes, they lived well even in prison. The jailers did not dare to be too harsh on them and any requests were met as much as possible. They ate delicacies from land and sea and slept on silk and satin.

"Two uncles."

Han Fei bowed in greeting.

"Han Fei, why are you here?"

Longquan Jun asked.

“I was just about to discuss this with the two uncles, and now I will take over the case of the ghost soldiers’ robbery.

The two uncles have suffered a lot during this period of time."

Han Fei smiled.

"What case are you investigating? This is the work of the evil soldiers from Zheng State, there's no doubt about it! Let's close the case quickly!"

Anping Jun seemed to have thought of something terrible, shuddered, and quickly picked up the medicine on the table and took three big gulps.

The sound of ghost soldiers also has its source. In the past, when Han defeated Zheng State, it promised not to kill those who surrendered, but afterwards it killed all 5,000 soldiers of Zheng State in the Valley of Broken Souls.

Coincidentally, the place where the ghost soldier disaster occurred was also in the Valley of Broken Souls!
If it weren't for this past incident, the civil and military officials in the Korean court would not have believed the absurd story of ghost soldiers.

When Longquan Jun heard this, his eyes gleamed. He looked Han Fei up and down, secretly feeling that the visitor had bad intentions.

"Han Fei has never been favored, but now he is entrusted with an important task. Something has changed in the court..."

Han Fei looked at the medicine in Anping Jun's hand and said, "Han Fei has long heard that Uncle Wang of Anping is well versed in the art of health preservation. This medicine is probably Uncle Wang's masterpiece."

"Correct!"

Speaking of soup, Lord Anping became interested: "This is Dragon Bone Eight Treasures Soup, a nourishing and holy product.

It takes nine hours to boil eight precious medicinal materials, including ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, white Poria cocos, Chinese angelica, Chuanxiong, white peony root, Rehmannia root and licorice, before it can be eaten.

Moreover, the medicinal effect has a time limit. After twelve hours have passed since the successful brewing, it cannot be consumed."

Han Fei complimented him: "Uncle Wang is amazing. Han Fei admires him."

But soon, Han Fei's tone changed and became increasingly cold: "But I heard that you drank a bowl of Dragon Bone Eight Treasures Soup after you came back from escorting the military pay that day."

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Anping Jun was dissatisfied.

Han Fei curled his lips: "There is a problem, and it's a big problem!

The missing 100,000 taels of military pay had to be escorted to the border, and the round trip would take at least three days.

But Uncle Wang had someone prepare a bowl of Dragon Bone and Eight Treasures Soup before he set out, and ate it when he returned that day!
Could it be that Uncle Wang knew that the military pay that was being escorted would be robbed by the ghost soldiers and that he would be able to return to Xinzheng that same day?!"

Anping Jun's expression froze.

"This……"

Longquan Jun secretly thought that something was wrong.

"One more thing. According to what the two uncles said, the gold disappeared out of thin air in the rain. Is that true or not?"

"Of course, such a bizarre thing must have been done by the ghost soldiers!"

Longquan Jun said hurriedly.

"Han Fei is a humble man. I have found some remnant yellow from the Valley of Broken Souls. Now I would like to ask the two uncles to take a look and see if it is the same as it was back then."

Han Fei waved his hand, and someone brought a basin of water and "gold".

"Alas, it's too dim here, I can't see clearly."

Han Fei sighed, took another candle and moved closer to the "gold".

"Beware of the explosion!"

Longquan Jun exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)