Daoist, I am married

"Hey, it's so troublesome to enter a city, you insist on forcing me to show my strength." Jinxiang jumped off the wall as he said, and helped Jinze who jumped off.

This entry into the city was not smooth, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, he was stopped and refused to enter, saying that it was an emergency, and the city was strictly closed.

Looking forward to wanting to eat something good all the way, the result is about to be disillusioned. Jinxiang said that she can use the city wall as a step to jump and play, so she took the lead and climbed up the wall.

Even though he had a premonition that nothing good would happen, Kanazawa climbed onto the wall after smelling the aroma of steamed buns coming from the other side of the wall.

When Jinze fell down and stood firm, looking at the grand occasion of this ancient capital, I felt that this trip was not in vain.

The ancient capital of Yunbie, the hometown of peaches and plums.

"As soon as I stepped into this city, a strong scholarly air rushed over my face. I feel like after taking so many breaths, I have become a scholar too?" Yinzi expressed his emotion while looking around.

As far as the eye can see, there are wooden bookshelves of the same style at the entrances of large and small shops, on which are placed the Four Books, Five Classics and various books.Passing by a few scholars in the blue uniforms of Yunbie Academy on the street, they talked about the controversial points, and picked up the books in front of the shop to look them up.Every move of the people in this city is full of the elegance of a well-read poem.

Jin Xiang rolled his eyes and didn't even bother to give him: "You will still be illiterate if you smoke for the rest of your life."

"I can understand medical books, okay? But can you use idioms? If you don't, then don't use them indiscriminately, okay?" Yin Zi dissatisfied.

Jin Ze had already automatically ignored the conversation between the two, and took out a folding fan to fan it. It was noon and the sun was very hot: "Hurry up and find a place to eat. It's too hot in the city, and it's better to be cool in the grove."

In the past few days, I have eaten and slept in the open, eaten wild game when I was hungry, and slept in the grass when I was sleepy. Kanazawa enjoyed it very much.

Those years when he was a child traveling south and north with his grandfather were very unforgettable for him.If it wasn't for the concern in his heart, he would really like to enjoy a few more days of grandpa's days of idle clouds and wild cranes.

"But let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don't teach Huma Duyin Mountain!"

A generous and forceful chants attracted the attention of passers-by. Jinze looked over and saw a hale and white-haired old man who was reciting poems at the gate of the city with his accent. Most passers-by pointed at him.

He wanted to listen to a few more words, but was pushed away by Yin Zi.

"Young Master, how about Ruyu Restaurant?" Yinzi pointed to the family in front of him and said, "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, I still know that."

"Let's go." Jin Ze withdrew his eyes, closed his fan, and walked towards the store first.

After walking a few steps, a group of people approached.

Jin Ze looked up, a little dazed: "Ming Daoist?"

On the opposite side is a group of white glitters, it is the group of Chenxiangwu.

Ming Cong was still dressed in white, with a little cinnabar between his brows, and a smile on his thin lips: "Young Master Jin, what a coincidence."

Ming Zihan raised his eyebrows. It was really a coincidence that they came to Yunbie non-stop after receiving the case. As soon as they found the inn to settle down, Brother Ming hurriedly led them out, and then went straight here with a clear goal.

He almost believed that Brother Ming was anxious about the case.

"This is Mr. Jin Daji of Luoshen. Mr. Jin contributed a lot to the cracking of the Niujiaoling case."

As soon as Ming Cong finished speaking, a group of disciples behind him bowed and saluted.

The two of Yinzi were used to Jinze talking about all kinds of names, but they didn't expect that the river would come to the eldest son, and they were a little surprised.

"Where is it, Daoist Ming is serious. Have you eaten yet?" Jin Ze blurted out as it was meal time.

Ming Cong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Not yet."

"Master..." Ming Zihan stepped on the little junior who wanted to speak.

Junior brother Minglang saw the big gray marks on the white shoes and was so angry that he couldn't speak, he wanted to say that they just ate at the inn and he ate several steamed buns to make him full, what's wrong with him?

Jin Ze didn't notice the strangeness of the others, and said to himself: "It's just right, we are planning to go to the front to have some food, and the priests are also coming, I invite you, it is a thank you for last time."

Ming Cong nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Ming Cong readily agreed, and Jin Ze didn't waste any more words: "Please."

Ming Cong led the way into the restaurant, Ming Zihan dragged his tantrum-stricken junior to follow, followed by a few people who looked at each other quietly.

So a group of people walked into Ruyu Restaurant in a mighty manner.

Xiao Er came up to greet him graciously: "Please come upstairs, guest officer."

A group of people were led to several tables in front of the window on the second floor, and a dozen people sat down one by one.

It's just that there are three ashen-faced people mixed in the middle of a group of white clothes like snow, which attracts people to look out from time to time.

"Being able to see Daoist Ming here, the Niujiaoling case must have been closed." Jin Ze didn't care about the gazes around him at all, waving his fan to himself like a handsome young man.

Ming Cong said: "Exactly, speaking of it, I would like to thank Mr. Jin for his guidance."

"Where is it, it's not worth mentioning." Jin Ze smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Jin Xiang rolled her eyes at the side, and ordered another shredded chicken: "That's all, serve as soon as possible, in a hurry."

"Okay sir, wait a moment."

We have to wait for the food, and we can only drink tea and chat.

Jinze shook his folding fan again and said, "This hometown of peaches and plums in Yunbie really lives up to its reputation. Not only are there outstanding people, but as soon as you step in, you will be greeted with a rich fragrance, and your body and mind will be nurtured."

Ming Cong paused, and stopped drinking tea: "Young Master also smelled the fragrance of flowers, do you feel any difference in the fragrance of flowers?"

Jin Ze was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Not at all."

Ming Cong put down his teacup and said seriously: "I have a kind request."

"Don't dare, please tell me."

Jin Ze also put away his fan, listening to Ming Cong come one by one.

It turned out that Chen Xiangwu's visit this time was for another case.

The ancient capital of Yunbie is known as the hometown of peaches and plums because of the specialty here—scholars. Scholars are not uncommon, but there are not many scholars who come to Beijing to catch up with the exams and pass every exam.

Since ancient times, all the candidates who come from the ancient capital of Yunbie must win the top three places in the imperial list every year, and they must be appreciated by the emperor, and their careers will be smooth sailing.

As a result, many scholars came here admiringly, not asking for the top three, just being on the list is enough.

But Yunbie seems to have his own way of educating people that is not passed on to the outside world. Even if foreigners come to study hard for decades, unless they really have that talent, they cannot guarantee excellent grades.

Moreover, Yunbie also has a rule that each year, only three candidates from Yunbie's native place will be selected, no more, no less, and the top three will be filled.

Originally, people were used to seeing the names of Yunbie candidates in the top three on the imperial list, but this year when the imperial list was posted, they couldn't find the name of a single Yunbie candidate.

The matter was reported back to Yunbie, and the people in the city discovered that the three examinees did not return to the ancient capital as scheduled and disappeared together.

Yunbie sent people out to look for it, but no one came back.

Yunbie has always been a friendly neighbor, and has never made enemies outside, so the city lord had no choice but to send another team out.

Only one person came back this time, and he said that he encountered a ghost hitting the wall just after he left the city, and when he woke up, the others disappeared.

The strange thing is that people who went out of the city had accidents, but those who entered the city were safe.This matter made the whole city panic, no one dared to go out of the city gate, but the problem could not be solved if they did not go out.

The city lord knew that this matter could not be resolved by himself, so he found Chenxiangwu through sound transmission.

"But what does this matter have to do with the fragrance of flowers?" Kanazawa sniffed the fragrance in the air again, and Yinzi said that Yunbie's bookish air is really good, but it's hard to distinguish it mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

"We all entered the city through the city gate, and we could smell this fragrance all the way. As you said, it was very strong. But we learned from inquiries along the way, that ordinary people can't smell this fragrance." If it is the fragrance emitted by spiritual things , like the fragrance of a flower demon, ordinary people can smell it.If you can't smell it, it means that the fragrance of the flower must be different.

Jinze looked at Yinzi, and Yinzi touched his belly: "Master, I can only smell the food now."

Jin Xiang said solemnly: "This fragrance seems to be peach blossom, there is indeed a problem, the flowering period has passed long ago, and the fragrance was the strongest when we first entered the city, but now it is a bit weaker."

When Jin Xiang was young, he studied under Qingluo Ancient Temple, that is, Heisha, one of the Bailian Heisha, so he could smell the strange fragrance naturally.

The reason why ordinary people can't smell this unusual fragrance is that they don't have spiritual consciousness.

Spiritual knowledge is the most basic compulsory course for practitioners.Spiritual knowledge is like a bowl for cultivation. With it, you can continuously put what you have learned into the bowl, and these things can be transformed into spiritual energy.

For example, the people in Chenxiangwu have already broken bowls and changed cylinders, and the depth of aura is very unpredictable.

Kanazawa’s crooked ways have followed Baiyi for a few years, and it’s considered a small achievement. He has a good foundation and has made rapid progress in these years. He only has money. Too lazy to listen, he could only abandon his career as a doctor and concentrate on tinkering with his herbs.

"So, how can I help?" Kanazawa asked.

He didn't learn much from Bai Yiyi's serious stuff, and he just figured out how to draw symbols and set up a formation. He really couldn't think of anything he could do to help Chenxiangwu, who took demons and demons as a daily routine.

Ming Cong blushed and said without panting: "The last time I got a lesson from Mr. Jin, I knew that Mr. Jin is definitely not ordinary. I'm not talented. After walking around the city for a few times, I still couldn't do anything. I hope Mr. Jin can help me again."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Chenxiangwu who had been quietly working on the white background finally reacted, they looked at each other, and wondered what happened to Brother Ming today.

Not to mention that when they first entered the city, they met Jin Daji and the others in the first round, which shows that Brother Cong's strength is definitely the top one in Chenxiangwu.

Why are you now asking for help from a... person like this?

Jin Ze, who was secretly evaluated not very well, was still secretly delighted by Ming Cong's flattery, but his face was calm: "This, the Taoist priest is too praised. But thanks to the Taoist priest, I am willing to give it a try."

According to preliminary analysis, the anomaly in the city is inseparable from the fragrance of the flower, and the most urgent task is to find the source of the fragrance.

At present, the biggest possibility is from the city gate, but the aroma of the city gate is not strong, so they decided to conduct a city-wide investigation.

After eating, they split up according to the arrangements discussed at the dinner table.

"Ming Daoist, our thinking seems to be wrong again." Jin Zewo fanned his fan in a corner and tried to smell left and right.

Ming Cong held the sword in his left hand and a few big buns in his right, still calm and composed: "How should I say?"

"We always thought that the place where the fragrance is the strongest is the source of the fragrance, but," Jin Ze stopped fanning, raised his hands, and his sleeves fluttered slightly, "there is wind."

Jin Ze walked a few more steps quickly, and returned to the intersection he had just walked through: "Also, I don't know if it's an illusion, but this fragrance seems to dissipate too quickly."

Ming Cong imitated Jinze and raised the bun in his hand: "The wind is very small, at this speed, the smell really shouldn't dissipate so quickly."

Only then did Jinze see the buns in Mingcong's hand, and he was very angry: "How can you let the Taoist priest hold this money? It's too shameful." As he said that, he was about to take those big meat buns, " I'm really sorry, and I'll definitely teach him a lesson later."

Originally, he asked silver to buy food on the road, how could he let others take it?

Ming Cong flashed without a trace, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay. Don't blame him, I was afraid that you would be hungry if you were too tired, so I begged you."

Jin Ze was amazed by the smile on Ming Cong's face. He didn't expect that the Taoist priest not only looked so good-looking, but also had such a good heart.

Looking at this bright smile, Kanazawa's thoughts suddenly cleared up.

Flowers and Vanishing People...

"I think," he stared at Ming Cong, "is there such a possibility that this fragrance is locked somewhere, just like these disappeared people?"

Ming Cong's eyes also brightened, and he pondered: "So, the fragrance is only emitted because of certain necessary conditions."

Jin Ze continued: "If that's the case, the aroma will dissipate completely in a short time. If it doesn't dissipate, then you still need to find the place with the strongest aroma."

Ming Cong smiled: "Thank you, I said that with your help, it will definitely go much smoother."

"No rush, this is just speculation. Now just wait and see if the aroma will really dissipate."

"No need to waste time." Ming Cong said.

Jin Ze raised his eyes, and saw Mingcong took out a piece of talisman paper, inspired by the clear spiritual power, the talisman rose without wind, and reached a height of more than ten feet, causing a strong wind.

This air flow has become very gentle when it reaches the low place, and the sultry air suddenly becomes much cooler. Kanazawa can't help but open his hands to feel this extravagant happiness.

After feeling it, Jinze's ears turned red, which is rare in Jinze. This wind talisman is the most advanced attack talisman. Regardless of the price, it takes a lot of spiritual power to burn it.

Thinking of the talisman that Niujiaoling gave casually that day, he was really ashamed.

Moreover, he just clearly saw that Ming Cong's spiritual power is extremely clear light blue, almost white, compared with his half green and not blue spiritual power, it can hit him a hundred times.

So help or something, does it really exist?