I have a book of salvation

When we returned to Qingfeng Mausoleum, it was already late at night.

Yu Chen closed the door and window and took out the scripture of saving people.

When the wood carving was delivered to Li Qiu'e's tomb, the last wish of the foolish young man Wang Ling had been fulfilled.

Now in the Book of Saviors, the last wish of [birthday gift] has disappeared, and the ghost figure is no longer visible in the mist by the Huangquan River.

Yu Chen stared at the scroll and was silent for a long time.

All the while, those ghosts crossed the river after their last wishes were fulfilled.

Until Yu Chen didn't know where they went.

Will it disappear and return to silence, or will it be reincarnated and reborn?

No one knows.

Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Yu Chen looked at the beginning of the Book of Saviors.

The golden light shines brightly.

[Eighth-level mortal wishes come true, eighth-level mortal souls are transported, and the precious book "Yu Bu·Fan Juan" is given]

As the smoky gray words floated up and down, a gray book flew out from the Book of Saviors and landed firmly in Yu Chen's hand.

As soon as he opened it, in an instant, the whole person seemed to be sucked into the boundless void.

With the previous experiences, Yu Chen no longer panicked and watched the golden figure appear in the void.

Without any unnecessary communication or communication, the golden figure stepped forward in the void.

Left foot across!

At that moment, it was obviously an extremely simple step, but it gave birth to a phantom like an afterimage!

Then, reach forward with your right foot!

Another ghostly step!

Move your left foot sideways!

The footsteps of the golden figure became faster and faster, and more and more afterimages were brought up. In the end, Yu Chen's eyes could not catch it!

In the void, there was only a golden light left, moving vertically and horizontally!

What's even weirder is that with every step he takes, his "power" rises by one point!

This is not simply internal energy, nor is it the so-called power, but a kind of "power" that cannot be explained.

Just like you are standing on the edge of the ocean, watching the majestic waves rolling up thousands of feet high. Although it is extremely far away, the terrifying "power" still makes your scalp numb!

Seventy-seven forty-nine steps later, the golden figure suddenly rushed in front of Yu Chen, and the momentum that had been accumulated to its peak was suddenly released!

At that moment, it was clear that he didn't make any move and was just stagnant in front of Yu Chen, but Yu Chen still felt that the person in front of him was not a person, but an extremely majestic and huge mountain!

Blocking out the sky!

Then, almost instinctively, Yu Chen followed the steps of the golden figure, clumsily imitating them.

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

…

From the unfamiliarity and stiffness at the beginning, he gradually became proficient, then became proficient, and reached the state of perfection!

Time, I don’t know how long has passed.

Yu Chen was completely immersed in this magical pace, forgetting the passage of time.

It seemed like only a few hours, but it also seemed like hundreds of thousands of years had passed.

When Yu Chen completely caught up with the golden figure, the world was spinning!

He returns to reality!

The gray book also disappeared, leaving no trace.

But that miraculous pace was completely engraved in Yu Chen's muscular instincts. He walked out of the room and took steps in the dark snow!

It turned into a dark afterimage that shuttled between the messy tombs!

Finally, when I returned to the door of the house, I looked out and saw no footprints in the cemetery!

No trace on the snow!

At this moment, Yu Chen also clearly understood the magic of this "Yu Bu Fan Volume"!

One is a step that increases speed, ethereal and traceless, moving like a ghost!

Second, Yu Bu, also known as Bu Gang Ta Dou, uses both feet to step on the stars and performs the Gang Dou phase in a short period of time, which can cause the meridians to burst out with terrifying power in an instant!

——The "power" that Yu Chen felt from the golden figure earlier was like this.

"call……"

Yu Chen let out a long breath and nodded slightly.

This so-called "Yu Step" can not only be used to increase speed, but can also burst out with unexpected power in a moment of battle!

And this, like subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, is just an "ordinary scroll". If it is a more profound part, what kind of power is it?

Thinking like this, Yu Chen washed himself, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The next day, Yu Chen got up early.

Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the day once a month when the yamen surplus custodian distributes money.

——Not to mention anything else, although Yu Chen is a low-class tomb-keeper, he still eats from the yamen.

Although this month's salary for visiting graves is a drop in the bucket compared to the money hidden under the bed.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat. No one would mind having too much money, right?

After going down the mountain early, Yu Chen had a bowl of clear soup and Yangchun noodles at Hanqiao, and then strolled to the north of the city.

——This is where the various departments of the yamen and the Wangqi Department are located. On weekdays, Yu Chen never goes here if he has nothing to do.

On the way, there were already some officials who were eating with the yamen and walking towards Yingkusi in twos and threes. When they saw Yu Chen, they all subconsciously took a few steps back.

Firstly, it's naturally because of his unlucky status as a gravekeeper, and secondly, because of his status as a criminal household, people don't want to have anything to do with him.

Yu Chen didn't care, he was happy to be in peace and went to Yingkusi with small steps.

No one argued with him, no one pushed against him, he happily received the coins and prepared to go up the mountain.

After leaving Yingkusi and walking to Fengtian Street in the north of the city, a gray-black carriage came towards us.

There was nothing surprising about that one, it was just the standard carriage used by the yamen, but under the carriage, there was a yellow Bagua emblem, which attracted Yu Chen's attention.

——Wangqi Division.

This Bagua coat of arms is not just some Tuyile decoration, it is the symbol of Wangqi Division, a special department of the Great Xia court.

Yu Chen knew very early on that there were more than just people in this world. In every dark corner, there were also evil and obscure things such as monsters and ghosts wandering and lurking.

The reason why the human realm has been able to suppress them steadily for many years is naturally because there are also people in the human realm who have cultivated their spiritual skills and controlled extraordinary power.

The official organization composed of these extraordinary people in Daxia is called the Wangqi Division, which specializes in killing demons and eliminating demons.

Of course, in addition to this, some crazy Qi practitioners who have fallen into evil ways are also within the scope of their punishment.

All in all, the Wangqi Department is a rather mysterious organization to many mortals.

This is true even for many officials.

Just like the Weishui County Wangqi Division, although nominally half a head lower than the county magistrate, the yamen actually has no right to transfer the Wangqi Division.

——Just like when the yamen wanted to use the power of Wangqi Si to eradicate the evil bug, but he was dismissed with the words "not yet a monster", and there was nothing that could be done.

Yu Chen's mind was filled with these messy thoughts, but the carriage of the Wangqi Division slowly stopped in front of him.

The tall horse looked at Yu Chen condescendingly, snorted, and turned his head.

The driver was a young man wearing a Taoist robe, his eyes not squinting.

Immediately afterwards, the car curtain was lifted, and a handsome man about twenty-five or six years old stuck his head out and looked at Yu Chen.

Even if he has no expression, he still gives people the feeling that he is smiling, like a spring breeze.

"Little guy, are you here to get the money? What's your name?"

At that moment, Yu Chen suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It was as if the guy in front of him was trying to see through him with his eyes.

But the Senluo ghost face hidden under the flesh immediately came into play, hiding all the surging blood and abnormalities in his body.

But Yu Chen still replied: "The criminal Yu Chen was the tombkeeper of Qingfeng Mausoleum at that time."

"oh……"

The man didn't seem to see any problem just now. He let out a long sigh, looked away, lowered the car curtain, and left.

Yu Chen was baffled, but when the officials around him saw this scene, they were shocked and rushed towards Yu Chen!

"Gravekeeper! What a blessing!"

Immediately, an official blinked at Yu Chen and came closer, regardless of Yu Chen's dual debuffs as a gravekeeper and a guilty household.

Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"Don't you know the man in the carriage?"

The official looked at the departing one with envious eyes and sighed:

"That's the Chief of the Wangqi Department! If nothing else, just because of what he said to you today, you won't be bullied in the Weishui River in the future!"

Chief?

The head of Wangqi Department?

Yu Chen was shocked!

Weishui is a small place, and there are even fewer Qi cultivators. The only person recognized to have broken through the innate realm and entered the path of cultivating Taoism is the mysterious and ethereal Wangqi Chief!

In other words, the guy who just talked to him was the Qi Immortal Master who was rumored to be able to control wind and fire, move clouds and rain, and possess many other magical powers!

After hearing this, Yu Chen suddenly turned his head and took a look with his tearful eyes.

I saw that on top of the ordinary carriage, there was a surge of blood, red clouds spread all over, and it was as full as a lid!

"You, the grave looker, are so lucky to be related to the chief executive!" The official was still marveling, "But you have to grasp it! If you can be favored by the chief executive, you won't be able to tell the identity of the guilty household. I can wipe it all away for you!”

After hearing this, Yu Chen said a few perfunctory words and then left, returning to Qingfengling.

This chance encounter with the Chief Wangqi was just an interlude.

But he asked Yu Chen to confirm some information.

First, those who practice Qi and cultivate Taoism can keep their appearance forever. You know, it is rumored that the chief of Wangqi has been serving in Weishui for more than 20 years, but now he looks like a young man in his mid-twenties.

Secondly, the Jian Weitian Eye cannot distinguish the person who practices Qi Refining Dao. Just when he looked at the vitality of the chief, Yu Chen opened the Jian Weitian Eye at the same time, wanting to see how strong this Qi Refining Dao cultivator is, but he was completely unable to do so. See through.

Of course, this may also be due to my own innateness and having never stepped into the path of Qi refining. The specific details will be discussed later.

Thirdly, even the Qi Refining Monk seems unable to see through the disguise of Senluo's face, otherwise if the Chief just saw the boiling Qi and blood in his body, he would not have that attitude.

After all, this was the first person Yu Chen met who practiced Qi and practiced Taoism, so he thought more about it.

As for what the official said, let him establish a good relationship with the chief executive and exempt him from being a guilty household.

Yu Chen didn't take it seriously at all.

To put it bluntly, when he first saw the chief executive, Yu Chen subconsciously rejected the chief executive when he first met him. Maybe it was because he wanted to see through Yu Chen's background.

I always felt that there was something disgusting hidden under his calm and gentle surface.

This feeling has no reason, but it really exists.

Yu Chen also believed that it was not fake.

——After all, the mighty blood energy like billowing red clouds is enough to show that the chief minister is not as gentle as he seems on the surface.

Shaking his head, Yu Chen shook these chaotic thoughts out of his mind and prepared to light a fire to cook.

But suddenly, a bird fell from the sky for the first time and stood steadily by Yu Chen's window.

The latter was stunned and stretched out his hand.

Then the flying bird fell into Yu Chen's hand and turned into a lifelike paper bird.

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes.

He stopped what he was doing and went down the mountain again.

——This paper bird was the one he gave to Xie Qing, the boss of the Zhengqing Gang!

The other party promised to help Jiangnan find Xiao Zihua, who escaped from prison, and would notify Yu Chen in the form of a paper bird if he found it.

It seems that there is news today!

At the same time, outside Weishui City, on the official road.

The Great Xia Dynasty had a vast territory. In order to more closely connect the various states and exchange their needs, the former emperor ordered the great power of the Wangqi Department in the capital to use the magical power of moving mountains and reclaiming seas to open up the entire territory of Great Xia. Create smooth and smooth official roads.

Let every road, every state, and every county be connected to each other to facilitate the passage of carriages and caravans.

——The rumors are like this, but no one knows the truth. After all, it happened many years ago.

On the official road, there is a post every hundred miles, where you can have tea and rest, feed horses and rest, and it is also an important station for transmitting intelligence and news between state capitals.

Outside Weishui City, a hundred miles away, is Qingshan Station.

A tall, thick-set, slovenly man sat at a table outside the inn, slurping noodles from a bowl as if he was reincarnated by a starving ghost.

The noodles were boiled in plain water, with some salt and some oil added, which made the strong man feel like he was eating the world's most delicious delicacies. He finished about ten bowls of it in a row before he burped and drank a few bowls of cold water. Let out a comfortable breath!

Say "comfortable".

The owner of the inn was tall and thin, and he could be considered half a member of the imperial court. However, he was out of the way and had no store. He was probably lonely. He didn't care about the strong man's dirty appearance and sat down next to him. , jokingly said: "Aren't you afraid of having a full stomach after eating so much?"

The tall, strong man scratched his head honestly and said, "Hahaha! Work hard when you're full!"

"What do you do?" the inn owner asked curiously.

"Hey!" The tall, strong man patted his forehead and pointed in the direction of Weishui City, "We are moving corpses in the city!"

Hearing about such a low-class business, the owner of the inn did not dislike it, and waved his hand: "My inn is a place of various religions. Visitors are just guests, so you can eat and drink - of course, you can't miss this guy!"

"Of course!" The corpse mover laughed!

Just then, a homing pigeon circled from a distance and landed on the table.

The expression of the inn boss changed immediately.

He is well-informed at this inn, so he can naturally see that the pigeon is well-trained.

It would not be surprising if it was used by some caravan.

But why can a low-level person who moves corpses use this kind of homing pigeon?

The corpse mover took a strip from the carrier pigeon's leg, looked at it, smiled, and put down a dozen copper coins, "Boss, let's go, here comes the work!"

The inn owner folded his hands and did not reveal the truth. He just smiled and asked: "There is no village in front of or behind in this ten-mile radius. How can there be any body for you to move?"

"Of course!"

The corpse mover stood up and grinned, "——There is someone. It should have been a corpse fifteen years ago."