Nightwatcher

[5: The Wan Yao Kingdom was destroyed five hundred years ago, and Buddhism led the Western Regions to conquer the Wan Yao Kingdom. It is said that in the last battle of burning mountains, the Buddha took action himself. 】

[Three: Wait a minute, you just said Buddha, right? 】

Xu Qi'an originally wanted to say, are you really sure that the Buddha really exists? The only ones who jumped out of the ranks were Immortals and Buddhas, but does that kind of person really exist?

However, Xu Qi'an did not directly ask Buddha really exists? Instead, he questioned Buddha took action instead.

In this way, the truth that he is a noob will not be exposed.

[Five: Anyway, that's what my elders said, and the credibility is extremely high, as long as you know what the leader of the Wan Yao Kingdom is. 】

No. 4, who has friendship with the female national teacher, asked: [Yipin? 】

[Five: Yipin, Dad told me that it is a half-step Martial God. 】

Half-step Valkyrie? Does it mean that he almost surpassed the first rank and became the god of the Wufu system?

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, and planned to go back to the document library to check. In addition, No. 5 seemed to know the history of Wan Yao Guo very well, so she couldn't be the remnant of Wan Yao Kingdom.

At this time, Daoist Jin Lian, who had been diving for a long time, appeared: [The Wan Yao Queen is a half-step martial god? Pindao remembered that according to the records in the classics of Dizong, she was a first-grade girl. 】

Yaozu and warriors are the same system.

[Five: I don't know the details, after all, it was five hundred years ago. After the fall of the Wan Yao Empress, the demons of the Wan Yao Kingdom continued to fight for a whole year, and finally had to escape to the southern border.

[However, in the past five hundred years, the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom have not been wiped out. They have a strong cohesive force and have the dream of restoring the country. The reason for all this is that the princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom is still there.

【She is the orphan of the Wan Yao Empress and the leader of the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom. 】

[Three: What realm is she? 】

[Five: I don't know about this. 】

[Three: What are the powerful monsters in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom. 】

[Five: I only know the history of Wan Yao Country, but I'm not too clear about the current situation of Wan Yao Country. After all, Wan Yao Kingdom secretly accumulated forces and was not active. 】

In your case, at most, you have taught me about history, which is not very helpful to the case Xu Qi'an thought helplessly.

At this time, No. 2 tentatively said: [No. 3, what are you asking about the Wan Yao Kingdom's information. 】

Confucianism has no intersection with Wan Yao Kingdom.

Xu Qi'an didn't answer him, and typed in the message: [Daoist Jin Lian, I have a friend who has been out of sorts recently.

I don't know why, but he always goes out to pick up money. The number of times is very frequent, which is no longer good luck. Let me put it this way, he can live a rich and prosperous life by doing nothing but collecting money. Dizong cultivates merit and virtue. Is there something similar? 】

Go out to pick up money? !

And from No. 3's account, it wasn't pure luck, but seeing money frequently.

In the world, there are people who can live a prosperous and healthy life just by picking up money, and the book chat group was silent for a while.

[Five: No. 3, don't make jokes. 】

[Nine: Adding merit and virtue to the body means that the lucky stars are shining brightly, and the feedback given in the dark is that things are going smoothly, no disease and no disaster, and every disaster can be turned into good luck. And not specifically picking up money, um, can you understand what I mean. 】

That is to say, people with merits and virtues will do things smoothly, but this is a general, large-scale blessing BUFF, not just picking up money Xu Qi'an has a toothache.

In this way, his shit-like luck is not the same concept as Dizong's merit?

He always thought that being able to pick up money frequently was the same thing as the merits of Dizong. Merits and virtues add to my body, so God also rewards me with a bite of food.

No one spoke for a long time, Xu Qi'an squatted in the smelly hut and waited for a long time before making sure that these people were offline again.

Offline must say, you group of unqualified netizens complained, raised the candlestick, and left the hut.

Returning the candlestick to the waiter, and walking out of the inn, there happened to be a team of dozen men passing by.

Xu Qi'an took the initiative to say hello: Have you noticed?

Several watchmen shook their heads and looked at the inn.

Xu Qi'an said: I have already checked, and there is no suspicious person in the inn.

Hearing this, several colleagues gave up the idea of ​​searching the inn, and left in a hurry.

In the early morning of the next day, No. 6 changed into an ordinary long gown again. The spacious gown covered his burly body, covered his bald head with a sweat towel, mixed in with the early-rising guests, and left the inn silently.

He ate at the breakfast stall on the side of the road and walked towards the gate of the inner city.

Approaching the gate of the city, he looked at it calmly, and found that there were twice as many guards at the gate than before, and there was a white-clothed Si Tianjian, with clear eyes examining everyone who came out of the city.

Number Six mixed with the crowd and walked towards the inner city.

Si Tianjian's white clothes also examined him, but after a little scrutiny, he let him go.

As a Buddhist disciple, he naturally has a way to dispel the evil spirit after killing. No. 3 bought him precious time.

Without that one-leaf blindfold and the inn room, he would never have been able to escape the detection of the warlock Si Tianjian last night.

No. 6 headed east all the way, returning to the residence near noon. The houses here are mostly built of loess, and the roofs are covered with broken black tiles.

This is a ghetto.

No. 6 came to a simple courtyard with a familiar road, and the plaque on the gate read: Yangshengtang!

Yangshengtang is a welfare institution of the imperial court, which specializes in taking in widows, widows and lonely people.

Although it is government-run, there are only a few old officials working in the yard, who can barely look after the orphans and old people in the yard.

No. 6 stayed in the Yangshengtang as a monk, helping a few old officials to take care of orphans and the elderly.

They don't need a penny, and they often use money to subsidize the expenses of Yangshengtang.

Over the past decade or so, the imperial court has become more and more indifferent to welfare institutions such as Yangshengtang, often failing to allocate money for several months.

Government agencies have long existed in name only.

As soon as No. 6 stepped into the courtyard, an old official came up to greet him, and said earnestly, Master Hengyuan, don't bring your child in again. The hall is already closed.

Number six clasped his hands together: The poor monk will solve the money problem.

Speaking of this, No. 6 thought of No. 3's friend.

The poor monk also wants to go out to collect money every day.

After helping the old officials cook the porridge and distributing it to the elderly and children, the burly and muscular monk came to the backyard.

There is a black dog in the firewood house in the backyard. It walks very clumsily, but its eyes sometimes show a flash of light.

The black dog clumsily walked to the monk's feet, raised its black and white eyes, and spoke intermittently: Fortune is like the East China Sea, good luck.

Master Hengyuan looked at him with pity, clasped his hands together, and recited the dharma name in a low voice.

The case of Uncle Pingyuan's murder swept the court the next day, and the Xungui Group was outraged. The civil official group, which has always been at odds with Xungui, also attached great importance to the case, and the imperial court of the Metropolitan Procuratorate issued a letter of impeachment to Wei Yuan.

Emperor Yuan Jing severely reprimanded the commander of the five guards in the capital and Wei Yuan, the commander of the watchmen.

Xu Qi'an found that the watchman's yamen had an extremely negative attitude towards the case.

In the side hall, Xu Qi'an drank tea and chatted with Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao.

Don't be surprised. Uncle Pingyuan is not a good person. I heard some inside stories from other colleagues. Uncle Pingyuan has raised teeth in private, and he specializes in the immoral things of human trafficking. Song Tingfeng whispered:

Wei Gong is eager for these empire moths to die cleanly, and is he still counting on the beaters to avenge him?

Zhu Guangxiao said in a muffled voice: But after all, it's a loss of face for the court, and the princes of the court will not stop there.

Hey, the Beijing inspection is coming soon. No one will care about the death of Uncle Pingyuan. It will stop after a while. It's just hard work for us. The yamen just ordered to strengthen the inner city patrol. Song Tingfeng said:

I don't know how the court lords will deal with Wei Gong. They have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Let's go, let's go to the martial arts field to practice and strengthen our tacit understanding. Xu Qi'an suggested.

The three of them returned to the side hall covered in sweat, sat down and poured two glasses of water, Xu Qi'an said: I'll go to the document storehouse.

He came to the file warehouse with ease, and said to the official behind the reception cabinet: Help me find the file of the Wan Yao Kingdom.

The officials went into the warehouse and found a copy of Kyushu Geography: Southern Xinjiang

Xu Qi'an's quick browsing is over. The book records a lot of information about the Wan Yao Kingdom, but they are all past history. The only valuable information is the description of the Wan Yao Queen:

Nine-tailed sky fox.

There is no record in the file library of the watchman, how did the Buddha know that the Buddha shot No. 5, and what power does No. 5 belong to? Xu Qi'an thought to himself, and returned the file to the official:

Are there any other files? About Wan Yao Kingdom.

Yes, but not in warehouse D. The official replied.

In other words, you don't have enough permissions.

Xu Qi'an nodded, left the document library, and went straight to the Haoqi Building.

He wants to make a bold operation in order to win more trust and appreciation from Wei Yuan, and the detailed draft has already been prepared.

The guard informs and lets go.

Climbing up to the familiar seventh floor, Xu Qi'an saw the big eunuch with frosty temples and handsome features.

And Nangong Qianrou, whose appearance is comparable to Xu Erlang, and Yang Yan, the boss's boss who has been paralyzed for many years.

Xu Qi'an said in a loud voice: Please Wei Gongping back to the left and right, I have something to report in my humble position.

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