Alienated Martial Arts.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, baking the air a little distorted.

Even if there is a breeze, it will not bring coolness, but suffocating heat.

A slender figure holding a light yellow paper umbrella appeared in front of Qingfeng Guanmen at this moment.

Dao Tong who was standing there was sweating profusely, and hurried forward to meet the guest, asking why the female guest came.

Not long after, Li Kun hurried over wrapped in cotton clothes and personally welcomed the woman into the temple.

After Fairy Chilian's attack, the Baicui Building has not yet been repaired.

So he chose Qinglin Hall as the place to receive guests.

Firstly, it is quiet and elegant, suitable for communication and discussion. Secondly, the name of the hall is Qinglin, which echoes the Yuanyi Gate on Qinglin Mountain, and it can be regarded as a silent declaration of status.

Wei Tao has just had lunch, and is preparing to continue to study and deduce the difficulties that may be faced from the fifth to the sixth rank.

Suddenly the courtyard door was knocked.

A Taoist boy stood outside sweating profusely.

"Deacon Wei, the Master wants you to go to Qinglin Hall now."

Wei Tao opened the door and opened the door, "Did the temple master say anything about it?"

Dao Tong bowed and bowed, moved closer and lowered his voice, "Return to the deacon, the priest asked you to prepare in advance, someone may ask about Fairy Chilian and Moxianglou later."

"Is the person from the Supervisor of Martial Arts coming?"

Wei Tao frowned slightly, his tone slightly surprised.

Dao Tong replied, "The Master and disciples are talking about Lu Guiren who came down from the court, but he didn't say clearly whether he is an official of the Martial Supervisor Division or not."

"I know, it's over."

Wei Tao went back to the house, found the Taoist robe that he had never worn, put on the crown that would collect dust, followed the little Taoist boy out of the courtyard gate, and walked quickly towards the Qinglin Hall.

He also did not expect that Lu Zhihe would come so quickly.

Yesterday, he had just dealt with the arrest of Boss He of Luoshui City who came to inquire about the news. Today, the rightful lord went directly to the door, and the time interval between the two was less than a day.

Not long after, Wei Tao stepped into Qinglin Hall.

Then I saw the young woman with a charming smile and beautiful eyes.

Sitting opposite Li Guanzhu, drinking tea and chatting.

She was wearing a light yellow dress, with a slender figure, and the long hair tied behind her head was not pure black, but with a touch of orange, which gave people a bright and warm feeling.

"This is the guardian of the guard."

Li Kun got up with a smile and introduced, "Deacon Wei is young and promising, he has already made outstanding achievements after joining the temple for several months.

Not only are all the disciples in Guannei admired, but even on Qinglin Mountain, they are also favored by the headmasters and elders, and they are vigorously cultivated as key talents. "

His face was not flushed, his heart was not beating, and he was talking seriously.

The woman in the yellow dress looked at Wei Tao who had just entered the palace, her eyes sparkled,

Li Kun waved to Wei Tao, "Junior Brother Wei, this is the Observation Envoy of the Supervising Military Silu, this time he made a special trip to learn about Fairy Chilian and Moxianglou's riots.

If you carefully recall the experience at that time, perhaps Lu Observer can find valuable information clues from it. "

"Pindao has met Lu Observer."

Wei Tao took a step forward and bowed deeply.

Lu Zhihe got up to return the gift.

She smiled and spoke softly, "Deacon Wei doesn't need to be too polite. Although I am in the yamen and you are in the teaching school, I am also from the teaching school. We are brothers and sisters of the same school. Don't make it too much."

Early on, the clever Daoist came in, served new refreshments for the three of them, then left quietly, closing the palace door gently.

After half an hour.

Lu Zhihe slowly walked out of Qingfeng Temple.

She stopped on the stone steps, bowed slightly, and said, "I learned a lot from a long talk, and I feel that this trip is worthwhile, and I would also like to thank you two for your guidance, so that I have a better understanding of the situation I am about to face." a deep understanding."

Li Kun smiled all over his face, and Jishou returned the salute, "If Observer Lu has any doubts, he can send someone to ask questions at any time. The old Taoist will definitely know everything and talk endlessly."

"The weather is hot, Li Guanzhu and Deacon Wei, please stay. After everything is settled, I will set up the table and invite you two to go to the banquet."

She opened the paper umbrella that shaded the sun, turned around and left slowly.

The slender figure gradually drifted away, and soon disappeared at the end of sight.

"Brother Li, what do you think?"

In front of the gate of the Taoist temple, Wei Tao looked away and asked as if he had no intention of doing so.

Li Kun twirled a strand of beard under his chin, and said in a puzzled tone, "He has a gentle personality, neither arrogant nor rash, which is quite inconsistent with the description in the rumors."

After a pause, he continued, "But we are only in contact with her for the first time, and we can't draw a conclusion directly."

Wei Tao nodded, and then asked, "From Senior Brother Li's eyes, can you see her level of strength?"

Li Kun frowned, remained silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I can't tell, she gives me a strange feeling, and I can't even see the traces of her cultivation of Xuanwu's true understanding. Know a thing or two."

"Brother Wei, have you found anything?"

Wei Tao sighed, "Even my senior brother didn't notice it, so naturally I couldn't see anything."

After sending Li Kun to his residence, Wei Tao walked slowly along the green path by himself.

Taoist priests passing by kept bowing and saluting, but he didn't make any response, just kept bowing his head and thinking about something.

During the conversation in Qinglin Hall just now, Lu Zhihe also gave him a strange feeling.

Strangely, the main source of this strangeness turned out to be a kind of kind feeling.

It was as if there was something about her that made him feel close.

This feeling is looming, vague.

Once he wanted to perceive it carefully, it disappeared and he couldn't see his true face.

Wei Tao thought silently, walked around and returned to the Green Bamboo Garden.

He quickly calmed down and continued to devote his mind to the deduction of how to step into the six ranks of Qi and blood.

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A carriage slowed down slowly and stopped in front of a majestic gatehouse.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless, dressed in a lavender official uniform came down from the inside.

He looked up at the tall and towering gatehouse, and his gaze fell on the plaque with bold handwriting, his eyes fluctuating.

There are two huge sculptures of ligers and tigers in front of the gate, with their teeth and claws showing ferocious appearance.

This is the residence of Luoshui City Supervisor Wusi.

After the founding of the Great Zhou Taizu, two institutions were specially established to monitor and control martial arts in the world.

One is the tour division.

Mainly responsible for the affairs related to the seven sects of the sect.

The second is the Supervisor of Martial Arts.

The main job is to inspect and arrest the warriors who committed crimes.

This institution originally belonged to a branch of the Six Doors.

But with the passage of time, it gradually became independent from the six doors, like a giant beast growing rapidly, extending its tentacles to many aspects of the world.

Although it is still acting under the shell of the six doors as usual, its power has far exceeded the control of the six doors.

Until 30 years ago, Qinglian Sect was born suddenly.

The Supervisor of Martial Arts was severely injured, and an unknown number of masters died in the battle with the Qinglian disciples.

After that, after half a year of rest and recuperation, he gradually regained some vitality.

The middle-aged man restrained his thoughts and slowly stepped into the door.

It was quiet inside, no one moved or talked, and there was hardly a trace of life.

He kept walking, moving forward.

Quickly pass through the front lobby and come to the second courtyard at the back.

At this moment, his expression changed, he was full of smiles, and he knocked lightly on the half-closed wooden door.

After a while, footsteps sounded from the courtyard.

A small creak.

The old-looking wooden door was opened with a gap.

A tall old man in civilian clothes came out from inside, "Butou He came at just the right time, Miss has already woken up from her afternoon nap, and is reading the mansion newspaper inside."

He Butou bowed and saluted, with a smile on his face, "Senior Lu, I heard that Miss Lu likes to drink tea, so I went to find some new tea after the rain, and prepared a set of sapphire tea sets, which can be used by Miss Lu to make tea. "

After a pause, he quietly took out a golden tiger sculpture from his sleeve, and his smile became more intense.

"There is also this golden statue of a tiger descending the mountain. I don't know how to appreciate it when I put it in the villain's place. On the contrary, it is a waste of the craftsmanship of that old craftsman. Didn't I hear that Senior Lu likes tiger sculptures, so I just gave it to him this time? come over."

The commoner-clothed old man looked down at the things in his hand, nodded slightly, "You really have a heart, come in."

"Go this way, Miss just woke up, and she's in a pretty good mood, you can relax a little bit."

The old man in civilian clothes led He Butou all the way through the small courtyard, and then turned for a while along the long corridor.

Finally, I stopped in front of a simple and elegant house.

The door didn't close.

Inside sat a woman in a yellow skirt, drinking tea while flipping through the papers in front of her.

Under the slanting sunlight, her hair reflected a faint orange color, very much like the morning glow that had just revealed its color.

"He Shuanglin pays homage to Miss Lu." He Butou stopped outside the house, clasped his fists with both hands and gave a deep salute.

Whether it is Lu Zhihe's official position as the military supervisor in the capital, or his relationship as a relative of the queen's family, he must remain absolutely respectful and dare not make the slightest overstep.

"People say that Qimo and Mozhou in the north are places of bitter cold, so I came here this time to take a walk and take a look.

Although it can't be compared with the capital of the Central Plains, it's still not bad, and it's not as bad as they said. "

Lu Zhihe put down the mansion newspaper in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "Not to mention anything else, just look at the jade pendant hanging from He Bu's head and waist, and you can know that the income here is quite high, even higher than that of the catchers in the capital."

"Forgive me, Miss Lu. This subordinate came here this time. I was afraid that the dirty clothes would displease the lady, so I dug out the hometown that was passed down from my ancestors."

He Butou lowered his eyes to the ground, and his tone became more respectful.

"Forget it, I'm just joking with you, don't be so nervous."

Lu Zhihe smiled lightly, took a sip from the cup of tea, "I called you here this time, mainly to listen to how the preparations you did in the early stage are going now?"

"Return to Ms. Lu, my subordinates have investigated the foundation of Moxianglou in the local area in detail, and there are four main strongholds in the city and outside the city.

They are Fei's family by the Luoshui River, Qiu's family in a farm outside the city, and a house whose owner is unknown.

In addition, dozens of miles south of Luoshui City, there is a manor imitated by Gui Shu, a rebel from the imperial court..."

He Butou took out a stack of paper sticks full of words from his arms, handed it to the old man beside him, and then he sent it into the house.

Lu Zhihe put down the residence newspaper, carefully read what was written on the paper, and at the same time listened carefully to He Butou's narration outside the door.

After a while, she suddenly frowned slightly.

Interrupting He Butou's words, he stretched out a slender finger like jade, and slowly marked different positions on several sheets of paper.

"I remember that the Qingfeng Temple is an outer sect Taoist temple of Yuan Yiyi, so the deacons here are generally held by people with high military strength, otherwise it will be difficult to deter one side of the ground."

She paused, and her tone changed slightly when she spoke again. "But according to your description above, this person is just an ordinary outer door deacon.

It is a little surprising that they can pick two Moxianglou strongholds, Guijia Manor and Qiujia Tianzhuang. "

Speaking of this, Lu Zhihe let out a faint sigh, "Red Lantern Amaterasu and Moxiang Biyin, these two new forces have a lot to do with the Qinglian Demon Sect that confused the common people 30 years ago. A Jianghu gang organization in the ordinary sense."

"There is also Fairy Chilian you mentioned in it, the murderer who ranked No. 14 in the red list, unexpectedly entered Qingfeng Temple and found nothing, was killed and left in a hurry, until now there is no trace..."

"So, the information you sent over this time, Botou He, seems to be detailed, but there are big problems."

"The people who should be highlighted are not really highlighted, and some things that should be described in detail are also vaguely written.

Although it's not a one-shot, but there is not much effective information that can be found from it. As the chief arrester of six sects in a city, it is really inappropriate for things to be done like this. "

Outside the door, sweat was already appearing on the back of He Butou's head.

The body can't help but bow down even lower.

"He Butou, have you really read the collected information carefully and thought about it seriously?

There is also the old Taoist Li Kun and the deacon Wei Tao, how much do you really know, and even how much of what you know is true and how much is false? "

Lu Zhihe restrained her smile and her voice became cold.

He Butou was bitter in his mouth, his thoughts flashed, and finally he turned his heart and gritted his teeth violently.

"Subordinate, this subordinate has read it carefully and thought about it before and after, and there may indeed be some omissions in it.

However, the two are the masters and deacons of Yuanyi's outer sect, not ordinary warriors who have no roots or roots.

In this Moxianglou incident, the Shangguan of the Tourist Department participated in the disposal.

Therefore, the subordinates did not dare to force them too much, and could only guide them after they had finished speaking, to see if they could get some supplements. "

Lu Zhihe said lightly, "It's really not easy for you to deal with Yuanyi, one of the seven schools of religion.

Coupled with the involvement of the Circuit Division, it is not easy for you to achieve this level. "

"Ms. Lu's lesson." He Butou nodded respectfully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"After you go back, mobilize your people, and search the streets and alleys, whether it's all kinds of rumors or gossip, collect them and analyze them carefully.

As for the patrol department here, you don't have to worry about it, I will take some time to visit in person. "

Lu Zhihe said lightly, picked up the teacup that had been sitting for a long time, and took a sip.

Boss He didn't dare to raise his head, and his tone became more respectful, "I understand, I will send people according to your wishes."

"Go, I'll wait for your news."

"Thank you, Ms. Lu, for your generosity." Butou He hurriedly bowed, and walked back slowly.

When he got out of the small courtyard, he suddenly quickened his pace and soon came outside the gate.

Until I got into the carriage, my heart was still pounding, and I didn't really calm down.

Lu Zhihe slowly closed her eyes and began to rest silently.

"He Butou is pretty good at collecting so much information in such a short period of time."

The old man in common clothes entered the room, helped her change the cold tea, and said calmly.

Lu Zhihe nodded slightly, "Since Uncle Lu thinks it's not bad, let's not move him for now."

A delicate and exquisite girl slowly walked from the side of the corridor, entered the room quite casually, picked up the snacks on the table, and began to eat.

While chewing, she said vaguely, "When will Sister Lu finish the work here? I want to go to the Cangmang Mountain Range to take a look."

"Yue'er, be safe and don't be impatient."

Lu Zhihe patted the girl's head, and said with a gentle smile, "The things in Moxianglou are big or small, and it's not worth my trip alone.

However, according to the secret information inquired by the Superintendent of Martial Arts, these remnants of the Qinglian Sect have been carrying out the unfinished research of the Qinglian Sect's unfinished research on the mysterious entry into the body and the transformation of heaven and man around Luoshui, and it has reached a critical period.

This is no small matter, if I can get their research results in my hands..."

She didn't continue to speak, and an inexplicable light flashed quietly in the depths of her eyes.

The commoner clothed old man put down the paper sign in his hand, thought slowly and said, "If the lady's purpose is to be mysterious and mysterious, this view of Qingfeng really needs to be investigated carefully."

"Oh? What does Uncle Lu mean?"

"When Miss went to Qingfengguan, the old slave learned from the hidden clues that were ambushed here that the first place related to Youxuan and Weisi was the gold sunning field.

And this place is the exclusive territory of Qingfengguan. Every year, it earns a lot of money by relying on the sand and quarry. "

The old man in civilian clothes sneered, and then continued, "Now it seems that Qingfeng Temple occupies an area there to open a sand and quarry, which is a matter of publicity.

But whether those Taoist priests did anything in secret, other than themselves, it may be difficult for others to know. "

Lu Zhihe immediately became interested, "Uncle Lu's hidden clue, is the news accurate?"

"Miss Hui, the old slave's secret line is in the patrol department, and according to the information provided by this person, Liu Shaoqing, who just came here from the capital not long ago, seems to know something."

"Liu Shaoqing, is it Liu Qingyuan?"

Lu Zhihe frowned slightly, "The last time the two divisions carried out a mission together, she left a very deep impression on me."

The old man in common clothes said, "Miss is right, the new patrol officer who is in charge of supervising Luoshui is Liu Qingyuan."

"She has a good uncle. It's just a matter of saying where she wants to go."

Lu Zhihe smiled faintly, "But as long as she doesn't block my way, then nothing will happen. I will double the face that should be given to her."

Speaking of this, she changed the subject, "In Lu Uncle's view, did Qingfengguan participate in the Youxuanweisi matter?"

Uncle Lu refilled her tea, "This is just an old slave's guess, of course we can't forcefully blame Qingfengguan.

However, those Taoist priests, especially Guanzhu Li Kun, who presided over the overall situation, and the guarding deacon who personally participated in handling this matter must know more inside information, there is absolutely no doubt about it. "

"That's what makes it interesting."

Lu Zhihe nodded slightly, "So, whether it's the clues collected by He Butou, or I went to Qingfengguan to inquire about the situation, although the information I got seems to be flawless, there is something missing in the key point."

"Uncle Lu needs to work hard on this matter, it's best to find an opportunity to catch the warriors involved in the gold sunning field, and try to find new evidence from them.

In this way, when facing Li Guanzhu and Deacon Wei of Qingfeng Temple, he can also wait and see what happens, and see what kind of rhetoric they can conjure up. "

"Understood, this matter is left to the old slave."

Uncle Lu bowed slightly and went straight out of the room.

A thin female voice came from behind, "Uncle Lu, you must be careful, don't leak the news in advance, I would rather not make a move if the time is not ripe, and you can't make a move indiscriminately.

In order not to startle the snake, let them be on guard, and even send people away and hide them directly. "

"Miss, don't worry, this old slave knows the seriousness."

Uncle Lu stopped, and said expressionlessly, "Qingfengguan has many industries around Luoshui City, and some time ago, it just had a competition with Lingyun Pavilion for the ownership of a certain industry.

Therefore, it is not difficult to lure out the warrior Ke Qing who is raised in their temple, and there is no need to directly break into Qingfeng Temple. "

"An old house where a treasure."

Lu Zhihe clapped her palms and smiled, "Then follow Uncle Lu's method. If Lingyun Pavilion is required to spare no effort to cooperate, I can personally come forward and talk about it."