I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Wu Xuanzi felt the aura of a practitioner coming to the town last night.

If the evil spirit is heretic, he will take action to solve it, but for ordinary practitioners, he will usually choose to turn a blind eye.

But those breaths suddenly disappeared yesterday.

In this case, those practitioners were obviously killed.

As for the person who killed them, Wu Xuanzi also guessed who it was.

However, guessing is guessing, Wu Xuanzi still plans to go to the mayor's house for a sit-down.

But on the way to the mayor, he suddenly bumped into a familiar figure.

This familiar figure is not someone else.

It was the Marquis of Ding'an who guarded the border and ensured that the Great Wei lived and worked in peace and contentment.

At this moment, Marquis Ding'an also saw Wu Xuanzi's face clearly, and thought that his eyes were wrong, so he immediately rubbed his eyes and looked over again.

But Wu Xuanzi had already walked up to him slowly.

"Saint, why are you here?"

After confirming that the person in front of him was the sage Wu who was admired by the scholars of the Great Wei Dynasty, Marquis Ding'an was stunned. Although Wu Xuanzi's whereabouts were always erratic, he still met him a few times.

"I'm the one asking you, General Zhao, aren't you guarding the border?"

Wu Xuanzi was also a little surprised.

"I... Saint, there are many people here, let's go talk elsewhere!"

Marquis Ding'an glanced at the scattered academy students around, Wu Xuanzi nodded, and the two walked together to a place where no one was around, talking in low voices as they walked.

Only then did Wu Xuanzi know that Marquis Ding'an had been summoned back to Beijing by Emperor Yongwen two months ago, and was ambushed on the way back to worship his dead wife.

"Could it be that people from the barbarians ambushed you?" Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard and guessed.

"Impossible. The methods of the people I fought with were not like barbarians, but more like monks, and their methods were extremely strange, as if they were evil cultivators!!"

Marquis Ding'an shook his head and said with serious eyes.

"Evil repair?"

Wu Xuanzi frowned and thought: "Since the last battle between good and evil in the world of cultivating immortals, the evil cultivators have been quiet for these years. Could it be that they have made some moves this time?"

Marquis Ding'an also knew about the battle between good and evil [-] or [-] years ago. He heard that monks of the righteous way and monks of the evil way were fighting for a certain treasure.

"These are just my guesses!"

Marquis Ding'an didn't dare to conclude that those people were evil cultivators, he just felt that the methods of those people were not very bright, they used ambushes and poison.

"Later, I was rescued by a woman and came here! By the way, saint, why are you in this small town? Could it be that the difference here has something to do with you?!"

Marquis Ding'an felt that this small town was different and full of aura. Originally, he wanted to tell Emperor Yongwen about this place after returning to Beijing.

But now that Wu Xuanzi is here, everything can be explained.

"The difference in this small town has nothing to do with me!" Wu Xuanzi laughed and shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with the saint? Could it be that you, the saint, found out that the world is full of aura, and that's why you lived in seclusion here? No wonder there are schools and academies in this small town. It must be the work of the saint!"

Marquis Ding'an felt that he might have guessed the truth.

Because this small town not only has a school, but also an academy, and the students in both the school and the academy have a scholarly and elegant temperament.

And Wu Shengren is a contemporary Confucian and Taoist saint in the Great Wei Dynasty.

"I do live in seclusion here, but the school and academy have nothing to do with me!"

Wu Xuanzi shook his head again, "It seems that General Zhao doesn't know anything about the town, otherwise he wouldn't have said such words!"

"What does the saint mean?" Marquis Ding'an asked puzzled.

"The reason why I stay here, the difference in this small town all stems from one person!" Wu Xuanzi replied with a smile.

"I don't know who the sage is talking about?"

Marquis Ding'an was a little surprised, the person who can let the majestic Wei sage stay here, there must be something special about that person!

"The mayor of this town!"

Wu Xuanzi smiled with his hands behind his back.

"he?"

Marquis Ding'an was stunned.

"General Zhao, have you met the mayor?"

Wu Xuanzi was a little curious, he thought that Marquis Ding'an had never seen that one just now.

"Yes, my injury was saved by that mayor, but what ability does that mayor have to make the saint bow down and stay in the town for him?"

Marquis Ding'an couldn't figure it out. In his opinion, the mayor was just a doctor with some medical skills.

"Bow down? General Zhao, you are making fun of me! But it's not surprising that you can't tell that that person is a hermit with your cultivation base.

Even if your ancestor came over, he might not be able to find out! "

Wu Xuanzi sighed: "That person is a remarkable existence!"

Marquis Ding'an was shocked.

Can the majestic Great Wei Sage say so, the mayor is really a hermit?

"How is this possible? If he is really a hermit, it is impossible for him to not even discover the poisoning on my body?" Marquis Ding'an hurriedly shook his head and denied.

"How do you say that?" Wu Xuanzi asked in confusion.

Marquis Ding'an told him about his poisoning and pretending to have amnesia.

Wu Xuanzi laughed and shook his head after hearing this, "General Zhao is really clever but he was mistaken by his cleverness. How can he be a barefoot doctor who can recover you from serious injuries in a day?"

In fact, Marquis Ding'an had also thought about this point.

But because the other party couldn't diagnose his poisoning, he subconsciously felt that the other party's ability was not that great.

But at this time Wu Xuanzi said that that man was really a hermit.

Then things are different again.

Who is Wu Xuanzi?

That is the Great Wei Sage!

There can be no falsehood in what he said.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Marquis Ding'an's mind, and a bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps, the mayor had already discovered his poisoning and amnesia.

I remember that during the two days when he pretended to lose his memory, all kinds of accidents happened continuously, and finally he had no choice but to tell the story of his memory recovery.

But now that I think about it, these things are very likely to be done by that person.

Even, it was the one who deliberately did it in order not to expose him.

"Do you understand?"

Seeing this, Wu Xuanzi couldn't help but stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"I figured it out, it was me who had blind eyes and blind eyes, and mistook that tall man for a barefoot doctor!"

Marquis Ding'an smiled wryly and shook his head. He was not a dull person, but he had fallen into a wrong cognition before, and now that the matter was broken, he figured everything out.

"Perhaps it's because I pretended to have amnesia, and that person knew about it, so he didn't mention the poisoning on my body!"

In the final analysis, it was he who lied first, Marquis Ding'an sighed, unknowingly felt guilty of an existence that even Wu Xuanzi dared not offend.

"Actually, General Zhao doesn't have to worry. He is such an expert, how can he care about such trivial matters. I see General Zhao wearing a whistle around his neck. Could it be that you are also a teacher in the academy?"

Wu Xuanzi smiled and comforted.

"I'm not a teacher in an academy, but a school!"

Marquis Ding'an shook his head, but suddenly he realized something, wait, what does it mean that he is also a teacher in the academy?