Life Hunter

In the strange city, candidates are encountering new games one after another.

In the examination room outside Guidi, the people watching were talking a lot, looking at the gate of the arena with their eyes full of expectation.

The candidates' family members sighed, and some cried without tears.

The examiners gathered together, waiting for the emperor's order and discussing how to deal with the aftermath.

As time went by, more and more people came from far away around the examination room.

Concubine Jiang You was dressed in white, with a bamboo hat covering her face. She stood on the treetops and was in a dense forest, looking at the cracked door in the black space.

"If Uncle Zhou hadn't sent the message specifically, I would never have come here and waited." She thought to herself and watched quietly.

In the distance, two old men wearing Tianming Sect Taoist robes stood under the big tree, looking at the examination room.

"Senior brother, Master has just gone into seclusion, and this picture of everything has been eroded by the mysterious world. Will it affect Master's layout for Ye Han?"

"Junior brother, don't worry too much. Even if the mysterious world erodes, it doesn't matter. Ye Han is very lucky. Although there have been twists and turns before, I am afraid it is destined. Haven't you noticed that he has become more stable recently?"

"Yes, luck is easy to come by, but character is hard to temper. However, after all, there are many unexpected things."

"For you and me, it's a lot of surprises, but for people with such great luck, it's a treasure. Not to mention Ye Han, even Gu Huizi, the monument carver, Dongyue Lin Zhenyuan, Sword Sheath, Wuchang and others , and it is difficult to die in it, you will definitely gain something, and your luck will increase greatly."

"Brother, do you think Ye Han's championship will be taken away by a few others?"

"It was supposed to be foolproof, but it turned out to be strange or unexpected. Before leaving, several uncles also told Ye Han that even if something happened to Ye Han this time, he should not act rashly and wait until the master came out. In addition, the master had already made arrangements. The great inheritance 'Great Sword of Slash' was secretly given to Ye Han. Ye Han would definitely choose someone by luck to be his 'noble person' or 'helper'. Not surprisingly, it should be Shen Xiaoyi. With his great power, With the Zhanli Sword, Shen Xiaoyi will definitely be able to open up some treasures in the Wanxiang Map, and Ye Han will get the bulk of it. Even if Ye Han doesn't get the top prize, or even get the first prize, he will definitely gain the most, far more than the others."

"Yes, after all, as long as Ye Han is the son of man in the world map, he has the most luck, far better than anyone else."

"How about Li Qingxian?"

"The chess pieces of the Xunming Sect have the qualifications of great destiny magicians, that's all. Those first-rate and second-rate destiny sects may regard them as treasures, but in the eyes of my destiny sect, they are of no importance."

The city of God.

All kinds of gossip spread all over the sky.

Night Guard, Patrol Division, Chunfengju.

After reading the night guard's secret report, Zhou Chunfeng let out a long sigh, looked out the window and smiled bitterly: "I don't know if I am helping you or hurting you. Who knows, I will encounter a trick. In just six months, I have been tricked three times. What do you want me to do?" What's the agreement?"

Zhou Chunfeng coughed lightly and covered his mouth with his right hand, but the cough became more serious, so he had to grit his teeth and squeeze the cow bone fan hard.

Click...

The bone fan cracked.

Zhou Chunfeng's cough suddenly stopped, he gently touched the crack, his eyes were slightly red.

The gift given by his deceased wife was broken into pieces.

After staying for a long time, he took out a pen and paper, finished writing a letter, and handed it to Gray Falcon at the table.

"Secretly give it to Zhao Shoufu. Then, you come back to pick up some things, and then go to the Qingyun Mountain examination room. Together with Zhou Hen, protect Qingxian, and give him the last imperial edict and royal objects I collected. Once the exam is over, send it immediately. He returns to Jiangnan and will not return to the divine capital before the fourth rank."

"Then you..."

"I'll get ready and leave the city, go to Qingyun Mountain, and go down to the south of the Yangtze River with you." Zhou Chunfeng looked out the window quietly.

The gray falcon looked at Zhou Chunfeng. After a long time, he nodded slightly and turned into a gray falcon and left.

Zhou Chunfeng coughed slightly and looked at a scroll of words on the table.

He framed this himself yesterday and prepared to give it to Li Qingxian.

Apart from his name, there were only eight words written on it.

Zhou Chunfeng stared at the eight words. After a long time, he turned around and took out a set of thick books. He walked to the back room and opened the small box of huanghuali wood with a tiger head and a copper lock.

Inside were some banknotes, jewelry and objects that Li Qingxian kept.

The corners of Zhou Chunfeng's mouth raised slightly, remembering the conversation between the two that day.

"Uncle Zhou, it's not convenient for me to put my things there, so I'll keep them with you temporarily. If you're short of money, feel free to use it... um... take less. This is the betrothal gift for my young... future wife, a certain uncle. Yes, add as much as you like.”

Zhou Chunfeng slowly put his handwritten "Four Books and Five Classics" into it, patted the cover gently, closed the box, and locked it.

Zhou Chunfeng held the box and placed it on his desk, side by side with the calligraphy.

Outside the window, the autumn colors are thick and the lotus pond is withered.

After a while, Zhou Chunfeng got up and left Chunfeng Residence.

An hour later, Zhou Chunfeng returned.

Gray Falcon was standing in front of the table.

Zhou Chunfeng picked up the lucky silverbait bag and poured it down gently. Rolls of imperial edicts and imperial calligraphy and paintings rolled all over the table.

"Put them all away." Zhou Chunfeng said while leaning down.

Gray Falcon stepped forward and quickly put the scrolls into his lucky silver fish bag, collecting more than three hundred scrolls.

"Sir, where did this come from?" Gray Falcon couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Chunfeng smiled slightly and said, "I went to see my old friends Zhang Weishi and Zhang Fugui, but they were not there. I wrote an IOU. I think they are willing."

Gray Falcon was stunned.

In the distance, a four-foot-long wooden eagle flew slowly in the sky towards the divine capital.

A tall, strong but fair-skinned man with a baby face sat in the small house on the back of the wooden eagle, reclining lazily.

Dressed in purple, with a third-grade tiger patch on his chest, and barefoot, he looked like a lazy man.

Opposite them, two middle-ranking officials in Feiyi sat upright.

The baby-faced brawny man suddenly took out the messenger Frisbee and laughed after listening: "This year's seventh-level candidates are really unlucky. The Wanxiang Qingyun exam was tricked. That little brat named Li Qingxian also got in."

"Is he the one who dares to use your favor?" asked the mid-level official.

The baby-faced man suddenly stood up, slammed the table, and cursed: "I've rebelled against him! How dare he use my Zhang Fugui's favor? One after another, where are the grapes? When we return to the Night Guard, first take care of the little boy." Hang the bastard up and give him twenty lashes on his butt."

"Master Zhou is afraid that he will fight against you. You are not in the night guard. I don't know how precious Master Zhou is to him."

"Am I afraid of Zhou Chunfeng?" Zhang Fugui sneered.

"But you still owe him so many favors..."

Zhang Fugui lightly clicked his tongue, nodded and said: "That's right. If I don't give Zhou Chunfeng face, my reputation will be ruined in the future, and I won't be able to owe favors. Besides, Lao Zhou has also helped me a lot. I'll think about it. Think about it. The practice of bringing bad reputation..."

The two mid-level officials looked at each other.

Others are loyal and loyal, but you, Zhang Fugui, a three-generation bandit family known throughout the court, still have a reputation?

Vientiane map, strange city.

A clearing suddenly rippled, revealing a crowd of children and hundreds of candidates.

"Thanks to good luck!"

"Yes, this game is really difficult. Without good luck, we might all be here."

"Good brother!" Nanxiang Marquis Meng Huaichuan put his arm around the lucky student's shoulders and smiled broadly.

"It's all thanks to the young master."

"I can't listen to this. I'm a few pounds myself. I know best. Apart from a better family background, more money, and better martial arts, there is really nothing else. I have to rely on you for this kind of thing."