different paths

Hearing this, Yue Chentan, who was lying in the dark, lowered his shoulders slightly, as if he was ready to help.Jia Wujue noticed his movement, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and said in a low voice: "In this situation, it's not suitable to confront him head-on, it's better to outsmart him."

Most of the Tengwei are hidden in the darkness, the exact number is unknown, and most of the Eagle Guards have lost their combat effectiveness.If the two of them went straight to fight, they might still be outnumbered, and the danger outweighed the good.

Hearing this, Yue Chentan glanced sideways at Jia Wuchai, as if asking: How to outwit him?

Jia Wukai stretched out his hand and touched his bosom: "I knew it would happen a long time ago, and I'm ready for it. Don't they like to use poisonous mist smoke cannons? I'll let them taste this 'poisonous mist' too." taste!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms, and his sleeves rustled in the darkness. The guard not far away immediately noticed the movement and shouted angrily, "Who is it?!"

Just as they were about to raise their whips, they heard a few explosions of "boom" and "boom", and the surrounding area was instantly filled with smoke, and there was also a smell that the guards were all too familiar with spreading in the air.

"Poison mist and god smoke—how could—"

Several guards were surprised, but they didn't have time to think about it. The survival instinct surpassed everything else. The fog did not disperse slowly, and the guards dispersed faster than the fog. The diffuse smoke, and the eagle guard lying on the ground unable to move.

The eagle guards had heard about the power of the poisonous mist, but now that their strength was gone, it was even more difficult to hold their breath.The choking smell kept pouring into the nostrils, and the Eagle Guards closed their eyes in despair—I am afraid that today will be here.

Just when they lost all hope, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from their ears, and a brisk voice: "Look, they are all scared away!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and what came into view was a chapped face, with dry skin in many places, making people very uncomfortable to look at in the dark.Yingwei then closed his eyes again.

Jia Wuhai: "..."

Seeing the face of the visitor, Suo Luzheng was a little surprised on his calm and reserved face: "Brother Yue?"

Yue Chentan stretched out his hand to seal several of his acupoints, and helped him up: "This is not a place to talk, Brother Suolu, come with me."

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Jia Wukai scratched his head: "Then what about the rest?"

"Find out your own way." After speaking, Yue Chentan's figure had disappeared into the dark night.

Jia Wujue squatted down, looked at the boneless eagle guards on the ground, sighed deeply, and said, "Brothers, I have wronged you." After speaking, he pulled out a long rope from his waist and pulled it out. Several Eagle Guards were strung together like a bundle of grasshoppers, and they held the other end of the rope in their hands.

"It's time to test my lightness skills."

Jia Wuyu groaned a few times, thinking back to the rainy night when he met the broom old man. The other party could take him to travel thousands of miles with just a light push on his elbow. Although his own cultivation was far behind the old man, he It should be no problem for dozens of miles.

When Jia Wuju returned to the inn exhausted, he deeply realized the gap between ideal and reality.The eagle guards on the other end of the rope were not having a good time either. The up, down, left, and right all the way made everyone turn pale and their lips black, as if they were just a step away from meeting them directly. Yama.

But dying was much better than dying. Although Suo Luzheng couldn't get up at the moment, he still sincerely thanked Jia Wu.

After Jia Wujue settled the people, he asked Suo Luzheng, "Master Suolu, do you know why the people in the Tengbu Department put you to death?"

Suo Luzheng's thick eyebrows became a little heavy: "I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the attack on Jinshang." He paused, and continued, "After the attack on the Baojin Building on the Holy One, many folk rumors became very popular. One said The third day of September is supposed to be a sacrificial offering, and Baixiben is also a part of the sacrificial offering, but the emperor was attacked on this day, which shows that the heavens are not very satisfied with this emperor on earth. Later, for some reason, the haunting of Yanzhou City was reported When it was spread to the capital, the drum music was originally highly valued in the sacrifices because it could "communicate the gods with music", but now the divine drum that can convey the will of the gods is associated with the unknown, which shows that the gods don't like the present."

"Although these two incidents pointed the finger at Jinshang, they did not harm the interests of Tengbu. Why..." Jia Wu deceived.

"I'm afraid that the people from Tengbu are inseparable from these rumors, even the assassination and haunting." Yue Chentan said coldly.

"The assassins in the Baojin Tower case were interrogated by the Tengbu, but within a few days, they all died in the prison." Suo Luzheng said in a deep voice, "It was first reported in the capital that the storyteller in Yanzhou City was haunted. He was also taken into prison by the Ministry of Teng and forced to confess to death. The Holy Majesty saw that there were no more clues to be found in the capital, so he ordered me to go to Yanzhou City to find out what happened. Unexpectedly..."

"Have you acted recklessly and recklessly?" Jia Wuchai gritted his teeth and said, "If you're so blatant, aren't you afraid of being punished today?"

"The Holy Majesty has more than enough energy now." Suo Luzheng was silent for a moment, as if unwilling to bring up this topic, and changed the subject, "Originally standing side by side with the Eagle Division was the Holy Majesty's strategy of check and balance. Imperial Secretary There was the Eagle Department first, and His Majesty turned a blind eye to its actions in order to strengthen the Teng Department, but the Teng Department has reached the current state, and it is no longer under the control of the Teng Department..."

Jia Wuchai recalled those high-pitched voices in the darkness just now, and blurted out: "Lord Suolu, do you dare to ask if there are any servants in the Ministry of Teng?"

"Naturally." Suo Luzheng said, "Since walking in front of the imperial court, it is necessary to serve in the court." He sighed and said, "Because of his status as a servant, the relationship between the Dingwei and the Holy Majesty was closer than that of the Yingwei. It’s even easier to speak in front of the Holy One.”

"That's it." Jia Wuchai nodded, quickly analyzed the information he had obtained, and said, "The selection meeting of the Recruitment Department will not include the handwriting of the Tengbu?"

"The selection conference was proposed by the Ministry of Teng to the Holy One." Suo Luzheng said.

Hearing this, Yue Chentan said with a cold and solemn expression: "If the assassination fails, he pretends to be a ghost to confuse the people. I'm afraid this selection meeting is not for escort, but for the 'side of the Qing emperor'."

Jia Wujua's eyes widened when he heard the words: "People from Tengbu, how brave are you?"

Yue Chentan rubbed the bodhi seed in his hand for a moment, and said slowly: "It's not Tengbu who is bold, but the people behind Tengbu."

What Tengbu did today is just the tip of the iceberg, and the huge dark net hidden under it is the real horror.Suo Luzheng had obviously anticipated the danger, and he frowned: "I must hurry back to the capital immediately, or—"

The world changes hands, or in the blink of an eye.

Jia Wujue looked at his forehead soaked in sweat due to pain, and comforted him: "Lord Suolu, in your current situation, go to the capital. There are many people in the Tengbu, and you may never return. Since they specially pulled out The selection conference is used as a cover, I'm afraid there won't be any big moves before the conference starts, why don't Master Suolu recuperate for a while, and return to the capital after recovering some of his skills."

Suo Luzheng opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Jia Wujue understood what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, my lord, my colleagues in Beijing, my lord, and Brother Yue will be responsible for the notification. As for the selection meeting," He smiled, with a malicious gleam in his eyes, "Since they want to win the championship in one fell swoop, I will not let them do so."

Yue Chentan looked at Jia Wuhai's confident smile, and his tightly pressed thin lips bent involuntarily.

The next day, there were several more corpses in front of the treasury in the city, causing panic among the people in the city.Those few corpses were specially treated by Jia Wuhai, unnamed corpses dragged from the mass grave outside the city, in order to hide the fact that Yingbu was rescued last night.Just in case, the prefect of Yanzhou ordered the warehouse to be opened and counted. It doesn't matter if it is not counted, but after the counting, it was found that something went wrong-two things were missing.

What disappeared was neither the gold and silver treasures in the treasury, nor the silk and satin in the treasury, but a painting and a drum.

Yue Chentan quietly glanced at the yellowed scroll unfolded on the table, and then looked at Jia Wuhai, the deep meaning in his eyes was beyond words.

Jia Wuju waved his hands hurriedly and explained: "I only 'borrowed' this painting, but I didn't take the drum."

"Oh?" Yue Chentan said indifferently.

"I can't use my skills, I'm too aggrieved." Jia Wujue coughed and continued, "Isn't this Yanzhou treasury haunted? What kind of clues. Don't look at the place in Yanzhou, there are quite a lot of good things in the treasury—" At this point, Jia Wujue became beaming again.

Yue Chentan glanced at him, he looked shy again, lowered his head and said, "I didn't take too much, and they didn't break the lock. Besides, I put a fake back later, thinking They won't find out for a while..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized, raised his head suddenly, his dark eyes were shining brightly: "The person who stole the drum stole the imitation I put in it too! There must be something wrong with this painting!"

Yue Chentan's gaze fell on the inscription on the scroll, and he saw "12 years of Mingde" written on it.

The 12th year of Mingde was the last year of Emperor Ruizhao, the last emperor of the previous dynasty.At the end of the 12th year of Mingde, Emperor Ruizhao was seriously ill, and Zen was located in the emperor Gaozu who was the inspector in front of the palace at that time.

In the new year, the people of Limin not only ushered in a new dynasty, but also bid farewell to the old monarch at the same time.In the first year of Qi, Emperor Ruizhao passed away in Jingcheng Bieyuan, more than forty years have passed.

Jia Wujue brought this painting back, and it was precisely because he took a fancy to this painting that it was related to the previous dynasty, so he "borrowed" it from the treasury.Except for the special time of painting, it seems to be no different from ordinary paintings.This painting is a picture of the emperor hunting. The painter did not pay attention to the huge procession behind the emperor, but put a lot of effort into the emperor himself.It's obviously not a portrait, but just glance at it, and the voice and smile of the emperor himself can be seen on the paper—precious and magnificent, it's the first time that Jia Wujue knew that Emperor Ruizhao had such a good appearance.The most rare thing is that although he is an emperor, he has a gentle smile on his brows and mouth, which makes people feel close to him involuntarily.

Seeing Jia Wujue staring at the person in the painting in a daze, Yue Chentan said in a flat tone, "Why, are you dumbfounded?"

Only then did Jia Wujue come back to his senses, rubbed his face subconsciously and said with emotion: "The people in the former court are really much happier than they are now. Today's appearance is not ugly at all, but compared with this one..." He winked at Yue Chentan.

Yue Chentan took a deep look at him, and said, "Master Jia, be careful, you are the most favored by beauties."

Seeing his serious appearance, Jia Wujue suddenly laughed, imitating Yue Chentan's tone while laughing and said: "Where does the sour taste come from, it's really sour."

He waited for Yue Chentan's reaction. Usually, the two of them bickered, although he said more and Yue Chentan said less, but the other party's words were often brilliant and bloody.

But this time, Yue Chentan didn't even refute him, but looked straight at him, and said slowly: "En."

This time, it made Jia Wuchao feel uncomfortable.His smile faded a bit, his eyes drifted unsteadily, and he said with some embarrassment: "I, I was joking."

"I'm not joking." Yue Chentan said nothing, and became a blockbuster.He stared straight at Jia Wuchai without any hesitation, his eyes burning as if they were going to burn a hole in his face.

Jia Wuchai complained secretly, I'm afraid Yue Chentan never knew what "tactful" is, either he didn't say anything, or he said it bluntly and clearly, leaving you nowhere to dodge.

"Master Jia, I've been fascinated for a long time, and I'm close to being enchanted, what do you think?" Yue Chentan looked at him and said calmly, but there seemed to be an undercurrent raging in his bottomless eyes.

Jia Wuhai instinctively buried his head lower, and muttered, "What does your appearance have to do with me..."

"I've got your face, so I have to tie the bell to untie it, and ask Jia benefactor to save me for a while." Yue Chentan's face was calm, but what he said made Jia Wuju's heart tremble.

What do you mean by "following your face"!

What is "degree me once"!

Which Buddhist sect's allusion is this again, why can't he understand it at all!

Seeing Jia Wujue's bewildered expression, Yue Chentan's eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, he stepped forward a few steps, pushed him in front of Jia Wujue, and slowly lowered his head—warm, soft, completely in harmony with Yue Chentan's whole body. The feeling of inconsistency came from his lips, and Jia Wujua finally came back to his senses, but immediately fell into shock again——what is Yue Chentan doing? !

Realizing that the person in his arms was wandering away, and biting the other's lower lip as punishment, Yue Chentan let go of his embrace and took a few steps back.

"You, you, you—" Jia Wuyu couldn't say "you" for a long time, and then changed the words: "I, I, I—"

Seeing his blushing face, Yue Chentan had a smile on his face, but his words were a little helpless: "Why, how come the usual cleverness has disappeared at the critical moment?"

Jia Wujue's cheeks were flushed, and he hesitated, "You're breaking the precept! It's—" His mind was muddled, and he couldn't think of a reason. After thinking about it a lot, but without any structure, he just let his temper say, "It's taking advantage of me!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at Yue Chentan in a lack of momentum.

Yue Chentan followed kindness and said: "It's broken the precept, but I didn't take advantage of it."

Jia Wuju yelled anxiously: "Why isn't it taking advantage? Could it be considered dual cultivation!"

Yue Chentan chuckled lightly "heh", and his brows stretched out: "It's not a double cultivation, at most it's just mutual affection."

Moisturize each other.

Jia Wuhai scratched at these four words, and after a long while, he finally understood. He felt ashamed and annoyed at the same time. He didn't even know why he felt such a strange feeling.

Seeing the brilliant expression on his face, Yue Chentan shook his head with a smile, straightened his face, and said: "No deceit, what I said just now is serious. Are you willing to use this life to save me once?"

Jia Wujue finally plucked up the courage to look into Yue Chentan's eyes. These two bottomless ancient wells now had ripples, like stars, with persistence and tenderness that he couldn't resist.

He heard himself say awkwardly: "You, you have already said that, so I will, um, help you by the way."

"Then there is Lao Jia Shaoxia." Yue Chentan smiled when he heard the words, the stars in his eyes jumped up, and Jia Wujue felt that he would faint if he watched it any longer.

Sure enough, it is very easy to trick the Americans.

Jia Wujue leaned on the table and sat down, taking a peek at the people around him. In the past, whenever the teachers in Guli talked about the ancient heroes, they would always come up with a set of rhetoric, saying, "Shen Feng is too handsome, Luo Luo "Mu Mu", what "the rock stands clear, and the wall stands thousands of feet", he heard it in a fog at that time, and he didn't understand what it meant.Right now, all the rhetoric needs to be applied to the person in front of him, and he will understand immediately.

Jia Wuchai suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh, as if he got a big deal for nothing.

Of course Yue Chentan noticed his expression of trying to hold back his laughter, and said with a smile, "Very happy?"

Jia Wujue coughed, and his gaze wandered over the other's thin lips for a moment: "I'm not particularly happy either. Just," he said to Yue Chentan sternly, "I'll take advantage of you, and I'll get it back one day. Come!"

"Oh?" Yue Chentan smiled slightly: "Then I will just wait for the good news."

Seeing the other party's smile, Jia Wujuan was once again caught in the struggle between being reluctant to look away and being so dazzling that one wanted to dodge.

Yue Chentan touched the top of his head amusedly, pointed to the painting on the table and said, "Just now you only cared about people's appearance, so you didn't notice this place." He was referring to the position where he could keep pace with Emperor Rui Zhao.

"What's the problem here?" Jia Wujue took a closer look, "The Son of Heaven is naturally the first to hunt. Does anyone really dare to go with the Son of Heaven?"

"What if there is?" Yue Chentan asked back.

Jia Wu deceived and rubbed his chin: "Then this person is either really arrogant or conceited." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch the blank space, and immediately felt the difference between the texture of the paper here and other places. Surprised by the difference, "There can't be... someone here, right?"

Yue Chentan stared at the blank space, and said: "If there is really a person walking with the Son of Heaven, why would the painter hide this person?"

Jia Wujue speculated: "It is reasonable to say that the person who can draw pictures for the emperor's hunting must have been painted by the emperor. Most of the pictures of hunting are realistic. What are there paintings and what are there to cover up?"

"That's right." Yue Chentan nodded slightly, "What if the painter is not realistic?"

"Who would do such a thing at the risk of losing their head? Unless..." Jia Wuzhen's eyes lit up, "The painter himself is the one who is hiding." Rubbing on it for a while, then he picked up the candlestick on the side, and very carefully baked the position beside the emperor with the candle flame.

Gradually, with the movement of the candlestick in his hand, smooth lines began to appear on the yellowed scroll, as if an invisible pen was drawing on it.The lines that appeared out of thin air in the painting first outlined the outline of a young man, and then his facial features and demeanor. When Jia Wukai put the candlestick back, a young man walking side by side with him appeared beside the emperor. Wearing a golden crown with hair on his head, a battle robe with hundreds of flowers on his body, and a suit of armor from Tang Dynasty, he is full of heroism and looks compelling.He turned his head slightly, as if looking at the emperor beside him, his eyes were focused, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"This is..." Jia Wukai opened his mouth in surprise, "Who?"

Yue Chentan looked at the person in the painting, frowning slightly, as if he was lost in thought.

"Look at this, he should be a military general." Jia Wujue thought for a moment, "Which young general did Emperor Rui Zhao get close to before he was alive?" He looked at Yue Chentan, only to see Yue Chentan's eyelashes drooping, and he didn't respond, so he had to accept it himself. Said: "If there is such a character, the storyteller is the clearest."

As soon as the words fell, Yue Chentan said: "Enter Beijing immediately."

"how?"

I saw Yue Chentan closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The person in this painting is similar in form and spirit to that person..."

"Master Tianxuan?" Jia Wuju raised his eyebrows, "Master has been in seclusion for decades, and the person in this painting is just a young man, how do you know that?"

"Feeling." Yue Chentan stretched out his hand and tapped the forehead and eyebrows of the person in the painting, "he has two moles here, the one on the eyebrow is reddish, looks like cinnabar, and is exactly the same as the person in this painting."

"Such details, if you are just a painter who paints the hunting panorama, I'm afraid you won't notice it." Jia Wujue observed the people in the painting while saying, "Don't even mention it, your teacher, uh no, Master Tianxuan's The fine brushwork is really good, even the details of the clothes are clearly outlined." He moved closer and closer to the picture, and when the tip of his nose was about to touch the paper, he suddenly let out a "huh".

"Shen Tan, do you see any words on this waist card?"

On the waist of the young man next to Emperor Rui Zhao, a waist badge revealed half of his figure, and the other half was covered by Emperor Rui Zhao's mount.

Yue Chentan looked at the position he pointed at: "Indeed."

Jia Wuhai tilted his head, glanced to the left, to the right, moved closer and further away, and finally said with eighty-nine degrees of certainty: "This seems to be the word 'South'." With a flash of inspiration, he boldly speculated, "He won't have anything to do with that favored concubine Nan Gui?"

Yue Chentan said coldly: "I'm afraid there really is a very intimate relationship. If I'm not mistaken, all these series of things have only one purpose." He paused for a moment, and said two words coldly with his thin lips, "rebellion."

"But Emperor Ruizhao himself gave up the world of the previous dynasty, and what kind of rebellion did he plot..." Jia Wujue didn't understand.

"Just the word 'give way', there are two types, those who are willing and those who are forced to." Yue Chentan said, "The premise of 'give way' is that Emperor Ruizhao is terminally ill, but from this line of hunting pictures, Qiu Lie Emperor Shi Ruizhao's body is fine, how could he suddenly become seriously ill in winter..."

"You mean, Emperor Rui Zhao might have been murdered—"

Before Jia Wuju finished speaking, Yue Chentan shook his head: "This is just speculation. But there is one thing that can prove that this so-called 'Zen position' is not simple."

"Has Master Tianxuan revealed anything to you?" Jia Wujue asked.

"He also did it unintentionally." Yue Chentan said, "Since I practiced eighteen mud plow palms, he will come to dredge my meridians every sixty days. One is to relieve my leg disease, but to avoid I went astray when I practiced on my own, and my meridians went backward. The mind method that complements the Eighteen Clay Plow Palms is the Wuxiang Mind Method. With one hand, the person's past and present lives can be clearly seen."

Jia Wuchai was stunned and said, "It's so powerful!"

Yue Chentan smiled lightly: "It's just talking. But every time after he used his internal force to unblock my meridians, I would have the same dream. Now that I think about it, the pavilions in the dream are probably the palaces of the previous dynasty. And the purple-robed guests are former officials."

Jia Wujue swallowed: "You mean, when your internal forces were connected, you saw some of his memories?"

"Perhaps." Yue Chentan said noncommittally, "In addition to the people coming and going in the palace, there are also palace people running around, dripping with blood. I'm afraid that's what really happened during the 'zen position'."

Hearing this, Jia Wujue sighed: "If he really has a good relationship with Emperor Rui Zhao, it's no wonder that he wants to take revenge. It's just that the target of revenge has become Imamami, and rebellion."

Yue Chentan looked at Jia Wuchai's gloomy expression, his expression softened a little, and he comforted him: "The change of dynasties has always required countless blood to pave the way, so you don't have to worry too much about it. But," he paused, his eyes became Sharpen up, "Maybe it was just for revenge at the beginning, but a few decades is enough to change a person beyond recognition."

"We have to get in touch with Jingzhong Yingwei as soon as possible." Jia Wujue clenched his fists, "I hope it's not too late."