Xu Qi'an was enraged. Anyone would be enraged when faced with such a situation.
If it were not for the fact that he knew he could not defeat the monk, Xu Qi'an would have gone up to him long ago. He grabbed the monk's collar with one hand and slapped him with the other.
Didn't you say you would save me? You scammer, give me back my life!
This stupid monk had completely betrayed his trust. Didn't you say that I would give you my body and you would help me kill the enemy? Although it was a verbal agreement, couldn't you at least have some spirit of the contract?
At this moment, Xu Qi 'an thought of a song that fit the occasion:
Betraying my love, you have a debt of conscience. When I finally know the truth, I shed tears.
What should I do now? Can I still live? Should I be reincarnated, or should I be reincarnated? Does reincarnation exist in this world?
Xu Qi 'an's heart was filled with anxiety. He suppressed all his emotions and tried to negotiate with monk Shen Shu with kind words.
Since things had come to this, it was useless to turn against him. He should think about how to face the future. This was not cowardice, this was the thinking of an adult.
Between reincarnation and reincarnation, Xu Qi'an preferred the latter. After all, it would take a long time to grow from 8D to 8D.
An adult's soul trapped in a baby's body would go crazy from boredom after a few years.
As Xu Qi'an was lost in his thoughts, Shen Shu opened his eyes. He looked peaceful and said, "You seem to be blaming me?"
No, I don't blame you. I can only blame myself for trusting the wrong person … Xu Qi'an complained in his mind.
"How much do you know about the Warrior System?" Shen Shu asked with a smile.
Xu Qi'an thought for a while and said, "Hum hum hum hum hum?"
Shen Shu's expression froze for a moment as if he did not hear it. He said lightly, "Warrior trains himself and uses his strength to fight against the power of heaven and earth. This' body 'does not only refer to the physical body, but also the essence, spirit, and spirit. "
It's not fun … "Xu Qi 'an nodded in realization." So, even though the master has been sealed in Sampo for five hundred years, his primordial spirit is still indestructible? "
This was more reasonable. If it was only to temper the physical body, then the shortcoming of a martial artist would be too obvious. For a system like the Dao Sect that specialized in cultivating the Primordial Spirit, wouldn't they be able to possess a martial artist at any time?
Although martial artists were not as flashy as the major systems, they felt that the later stages were the most stable, at least more stable than the Daoist sects.
Look at what the three sects of the Daoist Faction are like, they can't do anything, ruining the first place.
Monk Shen Shu nodded. "But martial artists below the third rank mainly train their bodies and cultivate their Qi. Only those in the seventh rank of the Spirit Refinement realm train their Primordial Spirits."
Hearing this, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that something was wrong. Since the ratio of essence, qi, and spirit was equal, why was only the seventh grade tempering the Primordial Spirit?
"Now you understand the importance of Soul Refinement realm, right?" Monk Shen Shu explained.
"Ordinary martial artists are only at the initial stage of Spirit Refinement. This is considered low-level. Continuously breaking through the limits in a hopeless situation, this is considered high-level. The more solid the foundation you build at this stage, the more profound your foundation will be when you reach the high ranks in the future. "
"Master, what rank is the foundation of the seventh rank Spirit Refinement realm?" Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat.
"Second-rank Unification."
'This is too far away for me. It's hard to say if I can reach that height in this lifetime …' Xu Qi'an thought in his heart. 'That's the logic, but, but I'm still dead in the end.'
He felt that it was too much of a waste to lose his life for the sake of building the foundation of the illusory second rank.
"Living in the face of death. If you don't die, how can you live?" Monk Shen Shu smiled.
"Then, should I be reincarnated or possess and be reborn?" Xu Qi'an asked. He pondered and said, "If I can choose, I hope to possess and be reborn. I don't have too many requirements. Hmm, first, you must be handsome.
"Second, you must be the legitimate son of a prominent family, born with a golden spoon in your mouth. "Of course, it's best if your cultivation is at the Qi Refinement realm, not the Spirit Refinement realm. I don't want to go through the bitter days of sitting in meditation and sighing.
"Finally, you must have a twenty-year-old foxy sister, the kind that can cry."
The monk Shen Shu ignored his request. His face seemed to be engraved with an eternally unchanging peace.
"Rank-3 martial artists can regrow broken limbs and are extremely difficult to kill. When cultivated to the highest rank, they are known as undying and indestructible. I was lucky enough to reach this rank. "
Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat. He heard Monk Shen Shu say, "Before you died, I took your last bit of vitality and preserved it. I used your body to nourish it, and I can also return it to you. I will give you a drop of blood essence. Refine it, and you can come back to life. "
'That bit of vitality is me now … That's why I'm here?' Xu Qi'an asked, "Thank you, Master. When can I wake up?"
"It's a long process," Monk Shen Shu said.
'Fortunately, there are no cremations in this world. Otherwise, when the suona rings, Uncle and Aunt would have been raised for nothing … No wonder Master Shen Shu didn't save me. So this is what it means to be reborn from death … If you had said so earlier, I could have shouted a few more slogans and pretended to be clear-headed …' After confirming that he could be resurrected, Xu Qi'an's mood brightened.
…
Outside the city!
The crude Warrior pounced on him. Dream Shaman held his breath. It was as if he was facing a collapsing mountain or a tsunami.
At this moment, confusion and regret were useless emotions. Killing the enemy was his only way out.
Dream Shaman formed a seal with both hands and muttered something. His body exploded with a blinding bloody light, and his aura rose steadily.
The Blood Spirit Art burned blood essence as the price to temporarily increase combat strength.
Jiang Lv's unparalleled fist intent had arrived.
Dream Shaman countered with his fist.
The two fists collided. At first, there was no sound, but a few seconds later, a loud rumbling sound like a thunder explosion.
The ground under their feet sank at the same time. Dust rose instantly, covering a radius of a few hundred meters.
Yang Qianhuan couldn't dodge in time. He hurriedly stomped on the ground, and lines of array patterns lit up, turning into layers of barriers. But the next moment, they all shattered.
The Act Tough King felt as if the back of his head was hit by a stick. His back was hit by a carriage. He almost cried out in pain, but he held it in because it didn't match his status.
Bang, bang …
After that, there were two more punches. The bloody light on Dream Shaman's body dissipated, and the black smoke above his head dissipated. He flew backward like a cannonball.
Jiang Lv's rationality had been overwhelmed by anger. Now, he was more in tune with the state of mind of a martial artist. He was fearless, fighting against heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Jiang Lv's brain felt as if it was pierced by a steel nail, and his heart felt as if it was cut in half by a knife. He spat out a mouthful of blood. The sudden change made it impossible for him to continue his pursuit.
The Killing Curse Art!
In that instant, Dream Shaman stole a corner of his clothes and used it to activate the Killing Curse Art.
If he was a low-ranked martial artist, he would have died on the spot.
In a battle between high-ranked powerhouses, this kind of interference could almost decide the outcome of the battle. The chance to win was in an instant, but Dream Shaman decisively gave up this opportunity because his opponent was Warrior.
Copper skin and iron bones.
All the major systems hated Warrior. They felt that he was crude, except for the fact that Warrior's methods were monotonous and only knew how to use violence. There was another reason: Warrior was very difficult to kill.
They could make ten, twenty, or even more mistakes. You couldn't kill them, and could only slowly grind them down.
As long as you made one mistake, they would beat your brains out.
They might even lift your skull, take a look at your brain, and walk away in disappointment.
Bah, what a crude martial artist.
After the Killing Curse Art took effect, Dream Shaman quickly retreated and fled into the distance.
"Bang!" He then crashed into an invisible wall.
"Yang Qianhuan!!" Dream Shaman roared angrily.
"Among the formations that I'm proficient in, six of them are techniques to trap enemies. Hurry up and break the formation. There are still five more formations waiting for you." Yang Qianhuan appeared not far away, his back facing Dream Shaman.
Anyone who looked at his back would sigh with emotion, "An otherworldly master!"
Dream Shaman had no chance to break the formation. He was not Warrior, and his margin of error was too low. Jiang Lvzhong arrived. His War Soul had collapsed in the three punches earlier. At this moment, Dream Shaman was no longer a 'martial artist'.
As everyone knew, when it came to close combat, all the major systems were like little brothers in front of martial artists.
"Pfft!"
Jiang Lvzhong punched Dream Shaman's face. His skull exploded, red and white, and broken pieces of bone scattered everywhere.
The headless corpse stiffened, and then slowly withered.
"Bastard, bastard …"
An illusory figure appeared in mid-air, looking down at Jiang Lvzhong and Yang Qianhuan, his face twisted.
That was Dream Shaman's Primordial Spirit. After a high-ranked powerhouse died, their Primordial Spirit could stay for a few days. Moreover, in the field of Primordial Spirit, sorcerers were second only to Daoism.
"What should we do with this guy?" Yang Qianhuan asked.
Jiang Lvzhong shook his head. "I can't do anything to Primordial Spirits. I can't kill him, and I can't trap him either. "
If it was his flesh, he could kill him with one punch. However, Primordial Spirits were special, and were immune to fist attacks. Vibrating Qi could indeed cause damage to Primordial Spirits, but the effect was limited. At this moment, if Dream Shaman's Primordial Spirit wanted to escape, Jiang Lvzhong would not be able to do anything.
Yang Qianhuan said proudly, "I can trap him! There's a lady in the city who works for Tenzō. She has a way to refine this ghost. "
After saying that, he said leisurely, "Holding the moon and plucking the stars, there's no one like me in this world …"
Boom!
Primordial Spirit Power surged. Dream Shaman had self-destructed.
Jiang Lvzhong turned his head slowly, staring at the Warlock in white, and said word by word, "He self-destructed."
"… You're too impatient," Yang Qianhuan said gloomily.
"Isn't the problem that you wasted the time by talking too much?"
"Farewell!"
"Yang Qianhuan …" Jiang Lvzhong shouted, but the Warlock in white had already disappeared. He could not finish the second half of his sentence.
Xu Qi 'an sacrificed himself.
…
Late at night, the relay station was filled with a sorrowful atmosphere. The bright candlelight dispelled the darkness, but it could not illuminate the haze in people's hearts.
It was now a quarter to one in the morning. The heavily injured Copper Gong stayed at the relay station. The Imperial Inspector was not there, and neither was Yang Chuannan, because he had been released.
The Imperial Inspector had personally released him.
When the disheveled but expressionless Imperial Inspector Zhang returned, he came to him and asked, "Are you willing to redeem yourself by doing good deeds?"
Yang Chuannan immediately agreed. It was not because he was eager to escape punishment, but because at this moment, Commander Yang saw a storm in this scholar's eyes that made his heart palpitate.
Yang Chuannan immediately left the relay station. He was ordered to mobilize the guards into the city and cooperate with the Flying Swallow Army to eliminate the rebels of the other three schools.
In the process of eliminating the rebels, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng took the lead and killed many people. They had to return to the relay station to recuperate from their wounds.
After taking over the control of the White Emperor City, Yang Chuannan and Li Miaozhen led the army to surround the Five Cities Warden's Office. They arrested everyone, from the sixth-ranked "commanders" to the lowest ranked officials.
After that, Imperial Inspector Zhang forcibly gathered all the officials of the White Emperor City. He ordered the Warlock in white to interrogate them one by one. He found thirty-four rebels of Song Changfu. Including the officials and officials of the Five Cities Warden's Office, as well as the captured soldiers, there were a total of four hundred and eight people.
There was no follow-up interrogation, and no imprisonment. Imperial Inspector Zhang acted arbitrarily and escorted the rebels to the execution platform to be beheaded. The Imperial Inspector had the right to act at his discretion, but it did not include beheading officials who had committed crimes.
However, this was a critical period. Any overstepping could be explained with the extermination of the rebels. As long as Imperial Inspector Zhang quelled the rebellion in Yunzhou, the imperial court would only reward him.
Heads rolled on the execution platform and blood flowed like a river.
The matter was not over yet. According to the Dream Sorcerer who had his head smashed by Jiang Lüzhong, the rebels' plan was to kill the Imperial Inspector first, then take over the White Emperor City. After that, they would cooperate with the mountain bandits to attack Yunzhou.
Imperial Inspector Zhang had already sent messengers to all the prefectures and counties, asking the local guards to be on standby and be on guard against the mountain bandits' attacks.
Li Miaozhen and Yang Chuannan actively prepared for the defense of the city. They recruited the militia, moved and repaired the city's defense equipment. They rubbed their palms together and waited for the enemy.
However, even when they waited until late at night, they did not see anyone. The scouts that were sent out also did not return to report.
The South Gate was built in a barbican on the city wall.
Imperial Inspector Zhang, Jiang Lüzhong, Yang Chuannan and Li Miaozhen sat at the table discussing. Jiang Lüzhong squinted his eyes and studied the city's defense map.
Li Miaozhen had a gloomy expression and was silent.
Imperial Inspector Zhang glanced at the two of them and finally looked at Yang Chuannan. He humbly asked for advice, "Lord Commander, did the mountain bandits get the news that the rebellion failed and call off the operation?"
He was a scholar. Although he had studied the art of war for a few years, it was not worth mentioning. The two present were martial artists and one was a Taoist disciple. All of them were experienced generals.
Yang Chuannan's face was still pale and his chest was aching.
Fortunately, he was a talented general. His cultivation was temporarily crippled, but his ability to deploy troops on the battlefield was more important than his personal strength.
"When it's useful, he calls me Lord Commander. When it's useless, he calls me rebels …" Yang Chuannan could not help but curse in his heart, but he looked calm and solemn on the surface.
"If it's a war on multiple fronts, the speed of news transmission won't be that fast. Even if the troops attacking the White Emperor City received the news, it's impossible for the other troops to receive the same information.
"Logically speaking, if it's really as that Dream Shaman said, war should have already broken out in all the prefectures and counties. We'll wait for another two hours. If there's no rebel army attacking the White Emperor City, we'll send troops to support the prefectures and counties. "
Yang Chuannan looked at the Flying Swallow Heroine whom he was close friends with. "Miaozhen, what do you think? Miaozhen, Miaozhen … "
"Ah!" Li Miaozhen seemed to have come back to her senses. She asked, "What's the matter?"
Yang Chuannan repeated the question and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Li Miaozhen shook her head. The image of the young Copper Gong guarding the entrance of the courtyard appeared in her mind again.
It was tragic and desolate.
But what made Li Miaozhen unable to forget was not the simple impact of the image. She had never thought that the man she thought was lecherous and shameless could actually do this.
When everyone was in a desperate situation, when the other Copper Gongs chose to meditate and heal their wounds, the one who stood out was that lecherous man.
The impact of such a huge contrast was the most intense.
Every time she recalled the image of him standing with his sword, Li Miaozhen would feel a little sad. Maybe after many years, when she recalled this scene today, it would still be vivid and deep.
"Where's Yang Qianhuan?" Inspector Zhang asked.
"He left. I couldn't keep him," Jiang Lvzhong said.
He was venting his anger on Yang Qianhuan. Whenever he thought of the sacrifice of his three subordinates, Jiang Lvzhong would feel powerless and furious. He hated himself, and he would also vent his anger on Yang Qianhuan.
Although Yang Qianhuan had a concise explanation.
Self-blame and remorse would accompany him for a long time. Until the knot in his heart was untied in the passage of time, he could "meet and smile" with himself and let go of the past.
"Why did he come to Yunzhou?" Inspector Zhang frowned.
Jiang Lvzhong shook his head.
Suddenly, Jiang Lvzhong's ears moved. He turned his head to look at the dark night sky. Li Miaozhen was a second slower. She also turned her head.
"He's here!" Jiang Lvzhong said in a low voice.
Everyone immediately ran out of the barbican and came to the city wall. Looking into the distance, they saw continuous flames appearing in the darkness, floating slowly like a flowing river.
Wu wu wu … Dong dong dong …
Horns and drums sounded at the same time, echoing in the silent cold night.
The soldiers who were dozing off against the parapet woke up one after another. They grabbed the spears, bows, shields, and other weapons beside them and got into combat mode.
Li Miaozhen stood on top of the wall, squinting and looking into the distance. She suddenly shivered and yelled, "Watch out!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a silver light broke through the air. The tip of the spear made a sharp whistling sound in the air.
A Rank-4 martial artist!
And a peak Rank-4 martial artist!
Li Miaozhen turned pale with fright. Her delicate body tensed up. Yunzhou actually had a master of this level? There was a master of this level among the mountain bandits?
What happened next shocked her. Jiang Lvzhong actually took the initiative to greet the spear. He reached out his hand unhurriedly to catch the silver spear. He did not have the seriousness and vigilance to deal with a strong enemy.
What surprised her even more was that the seemingly fierce silver spear was actually soft and powerless. It took the initiative to send itself to Jiang Lvzhong's hand.
Li Miaozhen stared at it. It was a heavy silver spear. The silver paint on the spear body was mottled, showing the vicissitudes of time. However, the tip of the spear was cold and the blood had not dried yet.
Compared to the ordinary silver spear in her hand, this spear was a real combat weapon.
Li Miaozhen's natal weapon was a flying sword. She used a spear mainly because she needed a weapon that matched her identity after joining the army.
With a loud "boom" in the distance, a figure jumped hundreds of meters away, drew a high arc in the air, and fell on the horse path of the city wall.
This person was wearing a black night watchman uniform with a Jinluo flag embroidered on his chest. His expression was cold and stiff like a sculpture.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Lvzhong was surprised and delighted. He threw the silver spear to him.
"I was ordered by my foster father to exterminate the mountain bandits in Yunzhou," Yang Yan took the spear and answered concisely.
Inspector Zhang was stunned. He seemed to have grasped something and asked, "What did Duke Wei say to you?"
"My foster father said the mountain bandits in Yunzhou will cause trouble, so he ordered me to come here secretly," Yang Yan said.
"A few days ago, I've already secretly obtained the military strength of various guards in Yunzhou. I originally planned to exterminate the mountain bandits after a period of time, but unexpectedly, a dozen groups of mountain bandits caused trouble everywhere at dusk today. I just led a team to exterminate them, and guessed that something might happen in White Emperor City, so I immediately came here.
"Sixty miles away from White Emperor City, I encountered a group of two thousand soldiers and horses. I just killed them."
Li Miaozhen glanced at the tip of the spear, and thought to herself, "No wonder there are bloodstains on it."
Inspector Zhang felt relieved. "It turns out that we're just chess pieces in the open. Duke Wei still has other arrangements in the dark."
Yang Yan swept his gaze across the crowd and searched through them. He frowned and asked, "Where's Xu Qi 'an?"
Inspector Zhang's expression suddenly froze. The delight in Jiang Lvzhong's eyes slowly faded.
Yang Yan's heart sank. His originally expressionless face became even colder and harder.
"He …" Inspector Zhang's eyes were filled with sorrow. He said, "He … died in the battle."
Li Miaozhen lowered her head slightly and sighed.
Crack … the stone bricks under Yang Yan's feet suddenly cracked. Waves of Qi flowed out uncontrollably, indicating that this Jinluo had lost control of his emotions.
His gaze was as sharp as a knife. His usually expressionless face twisted, which was rarely seen. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "How did he die?"
Inspector Zhang told Yang Yan everything that happened today. In the end, when he talked about how Xu Qi 'an defended with all his might to protect everyone, Inspector Zhang's eyes reddened.
"He was hit by thirty-one arrows and more than sixty saber wounds … He was standing even when he died. He said that he wouldn't retreat … His promise is worth a thousand gold. His promise is worth a thousand gold."
Jiang Lvzhong slowly exhaled. Looking at Inspector Zhang's sorrowful expression, he couldn't bear it anymore. He said in a deep voice,
"It's my fault. I'm sorry …"
The long spear in Yang Yan's hand swept horizontally without warning. The spear shaft bent and smashed heavily on Jiang Lvzhong's chest.
Bang!
Between heaven and earth, there was a loud sound of a huge bell.
Jiang Lvzhong crashed into the parapet wall and was thrown out.
Yang Yan stomped on half of the city wall and flew up into the sky. His angry roar echoed from afar, "Jiang Lvzhong, you useless thing. I must kill you today."
…
In the main hall of the courier station.
The corpses of Xu Qi 'an, three silver gongs, and one bronze gong were placed in the middle of the hall. Their bodies were covered with white cloth.
The arrows on Xu Qi 'an's body had already been removed, and his blood-stained face had been washed clean. Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who had not slept in the middle of the night, tacitly came downstairs. They brought two chairs over and sat on either side of Xu Qi' an.
They didn't say anything. They just sat quietly and accompanied him.
The man's sorrow was silent.
During this period, Song Tingfeng said two sentences, "Take it as keeping vigil for you." and "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. The candle tears rolled down and solidified. In this sorrowful atmosphere, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao didn't say a word.
Until the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the courier station. A team of night watchmen came to the courier station. The leader was Yang Yan. Yang Jinluo seemed to have just experienced a big battle. He was battered and exhausted.
Behind him, several silver gongs followed him to Yunzhou. Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao knew them.
Xu Qi 'an also knew them. For example, Min Shan and Yang Feng, who had investigated the Sampo Case together. For example … their immediate superior, Li Yuchun.
At this time, Li Yuchun was like a walking corpse. He walked towards Xu Qi 'an step by step. He walked very slowly. In just a dozen steps, he seemed to be covered with thorns. One step would cause a heart-wrenching pain.
Li Yuchun stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth … His body shook.
"Boss."
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hurried to help him.
Li Yuchun lowered his head and looked at Xu Qi 'an's face. He said, "I heard that Ning Yan died in battle. But I don't know how he died and the specific process. Can you two tell me?"
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other. They were a little worried. Their boss was too calm.
Song Tingfeng told Li Yuchun what had happened. The latter listened quietly and nodded slowly. "As expected of the gongs I brought out. Good job. You didn't embarrass me.
"The way he does things has always been to my liking. Just like when he killed that little bastard surnamed Zhu. He has never been greedy for money. This is better than the two of you. You have to learn from him.
"The only bad thing is that his cultivation is too sloppy. Another thing is that he often sneaks to the brothel to listen to music when he's on patrol. Someone came to me several times to complain about him."
He rambled on about the trivial things and recalled the bits and pieces of the past.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that their boss valued and appreciated Xu Qi 'an very much. Back then, because of the incident of the knife cutting the silver gong, Xu Qi' an dared to humiliate the Duke of Wei in public.
However, when he lifted the white cloth and checked Xu Qi 'an's clothes, he suddenly flew into a rage.
"Which son of a b * tch tidied up his clothes? Which son of a b * tch tidied up his clothes? The lapels are not symmetrical. The lapels are not symmetrical …"
He cursed loudly. He was so angry that he wanted to pull out his knife and cut someone. It seemed that as long as he did so, others would ignore the surging tears in his eyes.
"Boss," Song Tingfeng called out.
"The lapels are not symmetrical. The lapels are not symmetrical." Li Yuchun held his face with both hands. His shoulders kept shaking and shaking …
…
Li Miaozhen returned to the mansion in the White Emperor's city. She sat alone in the study for a long time with a small jade mirror by her hand.
She wanted to pick it up and tell everyone about Number Three's death several times, but she held back.
"I'll take it as saving some face for him …" Li Miaozhen sighed. She picked up the small jade mirror and sent a message.
[Taoist Master, I have something to tell you in private.]
In the middle of the night, the members of the Heaven & Earth Society were suddenly awakened by the throbbing of messages. They were very angry when they saw the contents of Number Two's message.
'Again?'
[Nine: I've blocked everyone else.]
[Two: Taoist Master, the matter in Yun State has been settled.]
[Nine: This is a good thing.]
[Two: I already know that Number Three is Xu Qi 'an.]
The Jinlian Taoist priest chuckled. [Nine: This is a good thing.]
[Two: Xu Qi 'an has died in battle.]
[Nine:???]
[Two: I will find a way to retrieve the Earthly Tome fragment. When spring comes next year, I will leave Yun State and make a trip to Capital City.]
[Nine: Are you sure that Xu Qi 'an has died in battle?]
[Two: Yes.]
[Nine: This is impossible.]
[Two: Why do you say that, Taoist Master?]
[Nine: Xu Qi 'an is a person of great fortune. He is definitely not a person with a short life.]
[Two: But he is indeed dead. I personally buried his body.]
The Jinlian Taoist priest asked, [Is there any primordial spirit?]
Li Miaozhen furrowed her brows. [When I arrived, he was already dead. Moreover, he is not at the God-Ascension level, so his primordial spirit is not strong. It is very likely that he would have dissipated on the spot after being attacked by the murderous aura and blood aura.]
Moreover, with her Tenzō Shōnin's standards, how could she not tell if a corpse was still alive or not?
The Jinlian Taoist priest did not reply for a long time. After a few minutes, he replied, [I understand. You don't have to worry about the Earthly Tome fragment. I will personally verify whether Xu Qi 'an is dead or alive.]
Li Miaozhen raised her brows. The Jinlian Taoist priest obviously did not believe her judgment. However, she did not refute him. The news had already been delivered. Whether he believed it or not was up to the Taoist priest.
However, the Earthly Tome fragment was the treasure of the Earth Sect. Li Miaozhen felt that the Jinlian Taoist priest handled it too casually and did not take it seriously enough.
After ending the block, Number One immediately sent a message: [Number Two, is the case in Yunzhou over?]
Li Miaozhen replied: [If you want to know the specific situation, you can exchange information of equivalent value.]
[One: Okay, no problem.]
[Two: The one who really colluded with the Witchcraft Cult and supported the mountain bandits is the Chief Secretary, Song Zhangfu. After the incident was exposed, he sealed off the city of the White Emperor and gathered the rebel army to kill Inspector Zhang. Although he failed, the night watchmen suffered heavy losses.
[We … The Xu Qi 'an that is often mentioned in the messages has been sacrificed.] In the end, she did not announce the fact that Xu Qi 'an was Number Three.
Number Three will never appear again … Li Miaozhen added in her heart, feeling a little sad.
Xu Qi 'an sacrificed himself?
Within the Heaven & Earth Society, the person who reacted the most strongly was Hengy Yuan, followed by Number Four. However, Number Four was purely feeling pity for the talent.
Monk Hengy Yuan was different. He once again experienced the grief of his junior brother, Heng Hui, when he died.
[Two: After the beginning of spring, I want to go to the capital. Number One, I want to know all the information about the younger generation of Renzong.]
Number One did not reply to her again.
…
Yunzhou was now a mess. The officials in the city of the White Emperor were in turmoil and everyone was in a panic.
As the inspector appointed by the imperial court, Inspector Zhang could not leave. He wrote a report about the case in Yunzhou and reported it to the imperial court. Then, he stayed in Yunzhou to take charge of the situation and wait for the imperial court's order. When the new Chief Secretary arrived in Yunzhou, he could only return to the capital.
Jiang Lvzhong and Yang Yan stayed in Yunzhou to suppress the bandits and protect Inspector Zhang.
However, the corpses of Xu Qi 'an, the three silver gongs, and one bronze gong had to be transported back to the capital. They were heroes and should not be buried in a foreign land. In the winter, the corpses would not rot in a short time, but they could not be left in Yunzhou for a long time.
The task of escorting the four corpses back to the capital was given to Min Shan and Min Yinluo.
Li Yuchun and the other two decided to stay in Yunzhou to participate in suppressing the bandits and vent their sorrow. At the same time, deep in their hearts, they did not dare to bring Xu Qi 'an's corpse back to the capital. They were afraid to face his family.
Inspector Zhang prepared the coffins for the five night watchmen who sacrificed themselves. He bowed deeply and did not get up for a long time.
When sealing the coffins, Inspector Zhang placed the four letters sent from the capital on Xu Qi 'an's chest.
…
February 2nd, the Day of Spring Sacrifice.
There was no Spring Festival in this world, but there was a festival similar to it called the Day of Spring Sacrifice.
On this day, the emperor led the civil and military officials to worship the heavens, praying for good weather and peace for the country. It was the most important day in Daibun.
Every family would worship the heavens, cook sheep and slaughter cows. Even the busiest people would return home on the Day of Spring Sacrifice to reunite with their loved ones.
The spring was chilly, and thin ice floated on the canal. The official boats slowly headed north, on their way home.
Xu Qi 'an woke up on the Day of Spring Sacrifice.
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