Chapter 404

The three-day daily patrol passed just like that. That night, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao formed a team. They wore black uniforms, short cloaks, a gong hung on their chests, and a saber hung on their waist. They walked on the streets of the inner city with ease.

The night gradually turned cold, and the flowers fell to the ground and turned into frost.

The capital at night was silent. In winter, there were no sounds of insects or birds. It was so quiet that Xu Qi'an felt like he was in a leisurely countryside.

Occasionally, he could hear the sound of uniform footsteps and the clatter of armor.

It was the patrolling Imperial Blade Guards.

After patrolling the streets for an hour, Song Tingfeng jumped to the top of a small building with his two colleagues and looked down at the crisscrossing streets.

"Patrolling the streets is the job of the Imperial Blade Guards. We are mainly responsible for those who jump on roofs and vault over walls." Song Tingfeng stood on the ridge of the roof, facing the night wind, and narrowed his eyes.

"Only go to the ridge of the roof when you are on lookout. Unless there is a major case, do not jump on roofs and vault over walls. The capital is deep, and there are countless masters in the open and in the dark. If you go to the ridge of the roof, you may be killed by a flying sword from some corner."

He paused and added, "Of course, the night watchman will definitely avenge you, collect your corpse, and give you pension."

"How much is the pension?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"The gong is three hundred taels of silver." Song Tingfeng said, "You have a good conscience. Three hundred taels of silver is enough for your wife and children to live a rich life."

However, three hundred taels of silver can only sleep with Floating Incense, whose value has skyrocketed, five times … Xu Qi'an joked, "Yes, and then your wife remarries. Other men spend your money, sleep with your wife, and beat your son."

"..." Song Tingfeng stared at him without saying a word. After a moment, he choked out a sentence, "I suddenly feel lucky that I have not married yet."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded in a muffled voice.

...

At noon the next day, Xu Qi'an, who had only slept for ten hours, woke up in high spirits.

He dipped his bristle toothbrush in some toothpowder and squatted under the eaves to brush his teeth.

Toothpowder was the ancient version of toothpaste. There were nine traditional Chinese medicines: ginger, Chinese locust, cohosh, rehmannia, dry lotus, sophora, asarum, lotus leaf, and salt.

In addition, there was also an ingredient that Xu Qi'an had not touched in his previous life, called Dirt Removal Pill.

This thing directly raised the cleaning, whitening, and removing bad breath of toothpaste by several levels.

The toothpaste in his previous life was far inferior to toothpowder in this era.

There was no doubt that it was the work of Celestial Commissioner.

The existence of alchemists made the lives of ordinary people more convenient and healthy.

They were actually very powerful, but the history of the Warlock system was relatively short, and they did not form a comprehensive set of theoretical teaching.

And Xu Qi 'an's chemistry theory just happened to make up for the shortcomings of alchemists.

. and Xu. Street, and Qi'an,.....,...

"Qi"., "he,"., and, and, "." He "," He, and, and. Xu Qi 'an asked the kitchen to heat up the leftovers and carelessly ate them to his stomach.

He did not immediately immerse himself in cultivation. Instead, he went to the Inner Yard to tease Xu Lingyin for a while. Then, he went to find his seventeen-year-old sister, who had an oval face, big eyes, and exquisite facial features, to chat about daily life and discuss Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

"When I get back, I will write some novels for my sister as reading material in her boudoir," Xu Qi 'an said with a smile.

"Is it the same love story as Liang Shan Bo and Zhu Ying Tai?" Xu Lingyue smiled.

"No, it's more exciting than those two."

"What is it?" Xu Lingyue blushed when she heard the word "exciting."

"The Void of Fate."

"It's a pity that I'm not good at writing. I can't remember many of the details of the novels I read in my previous life. Otherwise, I would have earned a lot of money by writing erotic novels …" Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.

When he passed by Xu Ci's old room, he heard the sound of reading.

"Cijiu, aren't you at the academy?" Xu Qi'an stood by the window and asked.

"I was looking for you." Xu Cijiu took a book from the desk, walked to the window, and passed it to Xu Qi'an.

"Teacher, Mr. Mubai, and Mr. Youping asked me to pass this to you. You were still sleeping when I came back this morning."

Xu Qi'an opened the book curiously and flipped through a few pages. He found the contents very strange.

Some were words, some were illustrations. It was as if all sorts of things had been put together.

Xu Xinnian explained faintly, "This book records the supreme arts of various cultivation systems. The three great scholars put together the spells that they had collected and gave them to you."

"I seem to smell something sour …" Xu Qi 'an's eyes lit up.

Xu Xinnian continued, "The sixth rank of the Confucian school is called Confucian Scholar. The core of this realm is' learning '. You can attach the spells you've seen to the tip of your brush and record them on paper. You can use your Qi to ignite the paper and cast the spells recorded on it. "

The Confucian school was an invincible support. Xu Qi'an controlled the corner of his mouth to suppress his joy and nodded. "Thank you. Please pass on my message to the three great scholars. I'll visit them in the future to thank them and discuss poetry with them."

There must be a reason for the three great scholars to give him a gift for no reason.

Xu Xinnian hummed and waved his hand. "You can go now. Don't disturb my study. I'll go back to the academy tomorrow."

Don't be jealous. I still love you!

Xu Qi'an left happily.

…

At dusk, Xu Qi'an changed into a night watchman's uniform and rushed to the yamen.

He arrived at the yamen before the inner city gate closed and met up with Song Tingfeng's two colleagues to start his night shift.

The night in the inner city was quite peaceful. Xu Qi'an and the other two only caught two thieves who had luckily escaped the patrolling Imperial Blade Guards.

According to Song Tingfeng, such a small achievement was worth at most five taels of silver.

Xu Qi'an stood on the roof of a restaurant, looking down at the capital at night.

Song Tingfeng chewed on some fried beans and asked, "Ning Yan, what's your ultimate art? What's so special about it?"

Xu Qi'an answered honestly, "It's very strong in actual combat and its explosive power is even stronger. It's just that it can't last too long … En, after a slash, I'll enter a short period of weakness."

There was nothing in the world that couldn't be slashed by a slash. If there was, then run … Xu Qi'an had thought that the author was being mischievous.

He didn't expect it to be Priceless Advice. The essence of this ultimate art was to make one a man for a second. After slashing, one would collapse.

The advantage was that one's explosive power was strong. Xu Qi'an suspected that if he cultivated it to a high level, he would be able to slash people above his level.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him. Song Tingfeng chuckled. "Does Miss Fu Xiang know that your stamina isn't good?"

Xu Qi'an was a despicable person. He raised his sword finger and sighed ruefully. "They've all grown calluses recently."

Zhu Guangxiao didn't understand. Song Tingfeng was stunned for two seconds before he cursed, "Damn it, you're really an insta-kill."

After chatting for a while, he took out the booklet that the great scholars had gifted him and tore out a page when Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao weren't paying attention.

A pair of eyes that were overflowing with Light was drawn on the paper. The corresponding magical art was the Celestial Commissioner's Qi Gazing Technique.

There were many such low-grade magical arts in the booklet. They were considered auxiliary magical arts and weren't that valuable.

Xu Qi'an planned to have some fun and familiarize himself with the usage of the booklet.

"Chi!"

Qi activity ignited the paper and the flames instantly lit up, attracting the attention of Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng.

Xu Qi'an felt pain in his eyes. In his vision, all sorts of colors appeared. The entire world seemed to have become an oil painting with dense colors.

White was the most abundant and the densest, flowing out in wisps. It was followed by red, which was divided into light red and bright red. Then it was purple.

Red with purple; light purple; thick purple … The latter came from the direction of the imperial city.

"This is Qi … the Qi of all things in the world." Xu Qi'an was enlightened.

At this time, he saw a strange color. It was located in the direction of the imperial city. It was a gorgeous color like a rainbow.

"Colorful … It's completely different from the purple Qi that represents the royal family, but it lives in the imperial city … The Jinlian Taoist priest said that I have a relationship with the woman who took the royal carriage. And the Taoist priest said that the woman was magnificent and rare in the world … "

"Clear Qi … is also in the direction of the imperial city. I remember Caiwei said that clear Qi represents the Confucian Faction or the Taoist Faction … Well, is that Renzong?"

"Hey, why is the color of the Musical House turquoise … Many women in the Musical House are the families of sinners … I think too much. I'll ask Caiwei what the green light represents … Hey, it's gone?"

He saw a wisp of green Qi in the Musical House, which flashed and disappeared.

Finally, he looked at the Celestial Commissioner and the stargazing tower at the foot of the mountain.

"Ah …" Xu Qi'an suddenly screamed and fell from the roof of the restaurant.

He rolled on the ground in pain, covered his eyes, and kept screaming.

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng were shocked and jumped off the roof. One of them pulled out his saber to guard, and the other went to check.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Tingfeng asked anxiously.