Divine Conspiracy: Starting from adding points to the strongest on the surface

"Bold thief! How dare you... How dare you... Huh?" The guy who lay on his back and fell unconscious opened his eyes and said angrily with a scowl on his face.

As a result, before he finished saying that sentence, he was stunned in place.

Then he sat up like a conditioned reflex.

His face was full of surprise and confusion.

He turned his head and looked at the morning sun that was about to emerge from the mountains in the distance, and at the dawn that tore through the darkness in the east.

The whole person is in a state of confusion.

"It's dawn?!" Although he is a bit crazy, he is not unable to distinguish between night and day. Under some circumstances, he can be considered relatively normal.

Otherwise, you wouldn't think of compensating others with money after you go crazy and hurt others.

Then he noticed.

My belt seems to have fallen off.

He picked it up casually, stuffed a golden waist badge back into his arms, then stretched out his hands to rub his head, which was suffering from a splitting headache. Then he suddenly froze and shouted in shock: "Why is the top of my Tianling Cap dented?" A little bit?!"

He reached out and touched the slightly sunken area, and he immediately gasped in pain.

The bones seemed to be cracked there.

Be good!

This is a brain!

As long as the concave position is slightly more concave.

There will be no more people!

The things that happened last night kept popping up in his mind like a slideshow. What he remembered most was the sword that fell out of his hand!

That strike was powerful and heavy.

Ridiculously fast.

It's like a swordsman who has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years, and suddenly makes a sword-drawing move with full concentration.

Caught him off guard.

Can't even hide!

Then……

"Then I fainted?!" After thinking about what happened, he stood up suddenly, with a look of shock on his face, and murmured to himself: "How did he do it?!"

"Even though... my Taoism is not as good as it used to be. But in this Nanjun county, the only people who can defeat me with one blow, except for the gods and Buddhas in the temples and Taoist temples, are there no more than ten people like Mondama?"

"And I know all those ten people! So, who is the guy who knocked me out?!"

"I don't even know him!

"

After he reacted, he looked at the guest room where Fan Wu was located, with a slightly eager expression on his face.

"Moo~" But there was a sudden cow cry.

Bring him to his senses.

He turned to look at the old green cow next to him, and said in surprise: "What a strong cow. If it is used to cook beef pot, it must be an excellent delicacy, right?"

"Indeed... if you eat it, you can enjoy the delicacy of a day trip to Hell." A sudden voice came from the side, making him startled.

Turn around and look.

They found that the door of the guest room had been opened, and a figure that was so tall and strong that it would shock anyone was standing there like an iron tower.

Although Fan Wu was wearing clothes, it was impossible to see clearly every muscle in his body.

But the huge trapezius muscles on both sides of his neck have told everyone how exaggerated every muscle on Fan Wu's body is.

What did this guy grow up on? This was the first thought of the man in front of Fan Wu after meeting Fan Wu.

He couldn't see very clearly last night, and he was also in a state of madness.

Let him not pay too much attention to Fan Wu's figure.

He didn't pay too much attention to Fan Wu's face.

Now look at it.

Give him a fright!

His status was quite special in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he had seen many warriors in the army, some of whom were not monks at all. Some can even use their evil spirit and a long spear stained with blood to start a fierce battle with demons!

But.

But he has never seen a being like Fan Wu, that kind of overly natural and sturdy aura, that kind of unique and natural evil aura, that kind of aura that gives others a huge sense of oppression...

They don't look like they were trained among thousands of armies, but more like they were gradually cultivated through fighting with their own strength!

That’s even more incredible!

Under the premise of not stepping into a battlefield with thousands of people, or even a battlefield with a scale of 100,000 people, cultivate this fierce evil spirit.

How many people need to be killed?

Dozens?

several hundred?

Thousands?

Breaking ten thousand?

Unimaginable!

Don’t dare to think too deeply!

"I don't care about what you did last night." He slowly raised his head and looked at Fan Wu, and then said: "You are the only one I have ever seen who dares to say those things about the gods in the sky in the temple. Buddha, such disrespectful words.”

He narrowed his eyes and said: "You are more arrogant and bold than me, and more disrespectful to ghosts and gods than me. How do you have such strength?"

There was no hiding the curiosity in this man's eyes.

Fan Wu looked at him and replied casually: "Didn't I tell you when I beat you last night?"

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment, and then he frowned as if he was recalling something: "Are you saying that those nonsense words are the basis for you to become stronger?"

He felt that Fan Wu was talking nonsense to him again, about building muscles and bones, it was all nonsense.

Humans are not monsters, the limits of the human body are just there.

It may be possible to break through the limits of the human body through spiritual practice.

But the magnitude of the breakthrough is not particularly large.

After all, people are still people.

Not a demon.

Not a demon.

"Believe it or not." Fan Wu did not explain too much in this regard, and he did not need to prove anything just because of someone else's words.

He just said frankly: "How can those so-called monastic techniques... be comparable to the perfect physical body that people have continuously tempered over time? When you say questioning words, it means that your purity is not high enough."

"..." After listening to Fan Wu's words, this person suddenly felt that he was not the only lunatic in Hanling Temple.

There was a tall madman standing in front of him.

But for a while, he didn't find a reason to refute.

Because this big man is really strong, the falling knife is also very painful.

It still makes him feel a little lingering.

If only this guy had more strength.

Will he blow his head off with a knife? The key is that he didn't notice the weakness in the big man in front of him!

This is the most important point!

How could he have such huge power without mana fluctuations in his body? How could he be knocked unconscious in one fell swoop? how did you do that?

Countless doubts flashed through my mind.

He was puzzled.

"Daozhang Fan! Daozhang Fan! Huh?" Just when both parties were silent, a voice came over.

It was Yun Jiuqing.

Yun Jiuqing, who was running all the way, suddenly found a person standing in front of Daozhang Fan. This man looks to be quite old, with more white hair on his head than black hair.

Although she could only see a back figure, she could still vaguely see that the other person's temperament was quite extraordinary.

Not like an ordinary person.

Like a monk!

And Yun Jiuqing noticed... the few strands of white hair on the other party's head seemed to have some blood stains. The blood stains looked dried, as if they had been injured not long ago.

Just when Yun Jiuqing was curious about the other party's identity, the man also turned around and looked at Yun Jiuqing.

That moment.

She was stunned.

Because the face that appeared in front of her made Yun Jiuqing feel particularly familiar, reminding her of long-standing memories.

It also made her widen her eyes and open her mouth slightly.

She looked extremely shocked, her expression and reaction were as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"You, you, you..." Yun Jiuqing was about to say something, but suddenly realized that his choice of words was a bit wrong. So, he immediately changed his words: "You...you are...the King of Nanjun?!"

There was a hint of disbelief in her tone.

"Oh?" Prince Nanjun looked Yun Jiuqing up and down. He could tell at a casual glance that Yun Jiuqing, who was dressed like a rich man, was actually a girl.

"Do you recognize me, you little girl?" Prince Nanjun asked Yun Jiuqing, but before Yun Jiuqing could answer, he continued to speak: "It's useless to recognize me. It won't solve the confusion in my heart. It’s just a cloud of the past.”

After that, he looked up at the sky and sighed: "What a pity. If you recognized me, you wouldn't be too embarrassed to hit me."

Yun Jiuqing: "???"

Why is His Royal Highness Prince Nanjun acting so weird? He also spoke in a disjointed manner, which was different from what she had seen when she was a child!

"Do you think I'm crazy?!" Prince Nanjun asked abruptly when he noticed that Yun Jiuqing looked at him in a strange way.

Yun Jiuqing immediately trembled. She shook her head like a wave drum and responded: "No! Absolutely not!

"

"Hypocrisy!" King Nanjun commented like this.

Yun Jiuqing: "..."

By some strange mistake, Yun Jiuqing didn't know what was wrong with her, so she asked weakly: "Well... what if I had answered 'yes' just now?"

But as soon as he asked such a sentence, Yun Jiuqing regretted it and wished he could give himself a slap in the face.

Let you speak without thinking!

"Hahaha!" King Nanjun raised his lips to both sides in an exaggerated manner, revealing a row of big yellow teeth that had not been brushed for an unknown period of time.

He said: "Then I will praise you for your honesty, and then beat you up because you insulted the royal family! In the end, I will pay you a few hundred taels of silver, which will put the matter aside."

Yun Jiuqing: "..."

Yun Jiuqing looked at Daozhang Fan blankly. She always felt that she had met a fake. How could the real Prince Nanjun look so crazy?

However.

Fan Wu's reply to her was: "This guy should be the strange pilgrim that Zhishan monk mentioned last night. After Pindao knocked him out last night, a token fell from his body. The token is engraved with the words "Nanjun Wang".

Yun Jiuqing listened, listened...

People are stupid!

She completely ignored the words "Zhishan Monk" and "Token"... because when Daozhang Fan said the word "knock out", Yun Jiuqing almost stopped breathing!

Daochang Fan... Daochang Fan, he knocked out His Royal Highness the Prince of Nanjun last night? !

hiss!

Doesn't that mean that the dried blood stains on His Royal Highness Prince Nan's head were caused by Daochang Fan?

Ah this!

All kinds of information came flooding in at once, making it difficult for Yun Jiuqing's not-so-smart mind to handle it.

Good thing.

The voice of a monk from Hanling Temple came closer and closer, breaking the deathly silence of several people present: "Dear donors, the vegetarian meals have been prepared. There is no need to pay for the vegetarian meals at Hanling Temple. However, the vegetarian meals are only vegetarian. Vegetarian food, no meaty taste.”

The monk who spoke was a young novice, and he soon noticed that something was not right in the atmosphere.

He couldn't help but swallowed secretly, and reminded in a weak tone: "How many donors?"

"I heard it! I heard it!" Prince Nanjun touched the wound on Tian Ling Gai and grinned, "Damn it, it really hurts. Grandpa Huang has never beaten me like this."

For a county prince with half black and half white hair to say the words "grandfather", it is indeed a bit inappropriate.

But who makes the longevity of monks generally relatively long?

Maybe...

His imperial grandfather is still the current emperor.

Under the leadership of the little novice monk who was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat, Nanjun Wang, who had a mental problem for some unknown reason, Yun Jiuqing, who was so confused that his brain was stuck, and who didn't care that he was fighting a county prince. Fan Wu......

They all came to the dining room of Hanling Temple.

The dining room is large.

There were also many pilgrims inside.

When the pilgrims in the dining room saw King Nanjun, they were all frightened and quickly picked up their rice bowls and stayed away from him.

One can imagine how notorious Nanjun Wang was in Hanling Temple. After all, once this guy goes crazy, he will hit someone if he disagrees with him.

He will also beat people very badly!

"In the dining room, all the vegetarian food and vegetables are available for free. Donors, please use them with caution." The little novice monk ran away without saying a word.

Leave this place of right and wrong.

Fan Wu didn't know how to write the word polite at all. Although there were no meat dishes in Hanling Temple, it was not impossible for him to eat vegetarian dishes once in a while.

He sat down on a bench and then started the process of showing off his food that shocked everyone.

Why is everyone shocked?

Without it.

Anyone who sees someone pouring vegetable vegetables into their mouths without even chewing... will be dumbfounded! Everyone will wonder if this person's throat and intestines are made of iron?

Fan Wu's crude display of food even stunned Prince Nanjun, who was not in a normal state of mind.

Prince Nanjun looked at the steamed bun in his hand.

Then he looked at Fan Wu's bottomless pit-like stomach.

He tried to eat like Fan Wu, but almost choked on the steamed bun in his hand. After he finally swallowed the steamed bun, he was speechless: "You guys, you are not a monster, are you? Can a person eat like this? Much?"

"If you think I am, then I am." Fan Wu's answer this time was still very simple.

"What's the difference between this and being perfunctory?" Prince Nan's face showed annoyance: "No one has ever treated me so perfunctorily, and this is not the first time for you!"

"Oh!" Fan Wu continued to be perfunctory.

"you!

! "

King Nanjun's eyes suddenly widened, and at first glance he looked like he wanted to fight. But in the end, they still didn't make any move, and they all gave up and said: "I, my king, will tolerate you, a Taoist priest, just once!"

The brief conversation between the two of them made other pilgrims in Hanling Temple look at each other in shock. Everyone could see the shock in the other's eyes.

They originally thought that Fan Wu, a big guy, was going to be beaten by that crazy guy.

After all, that guy in Hanling Temple is just like a local overlord!

And I don’t know what his identity is.

Even the abbot of Hanling Temple dared not touch him.

result.

What was beyond their expectation was that not only was the big man not beaten... but the guy who was crazy all day seemed to be very afraid of the big man!

this……

What is the reason? !

Everyone is confused!

Perhaps, in addition to Fan Wu and Prince Nanjun, Youyun Jiuqing also knows something about the inside story.

Yun Jiuqing no longer knew how to evaluate this matter.

was all she could say.

Master Fan is so powerful!

A big shot with such a special status seems to be nothing more than that in the eyes of Fan Daochang.

Maybe this is the Taoist Fan she is familiar with!

…

The end of a fasting meal.

Fan Wu was quite satisfied with his meal. Although there was no meaty food, the vegetarian food tasted pretty good.

He got up and walked towards the temple hut.

Then, Fan Wu discovered that... Prince Nanjun had also followed.

For some unknown reason, Fan Wu always felt that no matter where he went these days, there would be one or several followers following him.

But he didn't bother.

Just do whatever you want!

"I think you are very strange!" After walking into the hut of Hanling Temple, Nanjun Wang found a pit closest to Fan Wu, untied his cloth belt and said at the same time: "Tell the truth, what you practice is What kind of technique? Why..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and a pair of eyes unconsciously drifted towards Fan Wu, now wider than before.

At this moment, King Nanjun was silent. It was as if he had been hit by something, a blow to his soul.

He carried the cloth belt without leaving a trace.

When he came to a place far away from Fan Wu, he unbuttoned his pants with a complicated expression.

For a while.

He didn't know how to speak.

After coming out, King Nanjun didn't say anything to Fan Wu anymore. He seemed to have become normal and not as crazy as before.

This shocked Yun Jiuqing.

She always felt that His Highness Prince Nanjun had changed too quickly. And what’s with that slightly inferior expression on His Highness Prince Nanjun’s face?

No way!

After the two of them entered the latrine, His Royal Highness Nanjun Wang provoked Daozhang Fan again, and then Daozhang Fan beat him again, right?

Yun Jiuqing shuddered. This kind of thing usually wouldn't happen a second time, right?

Well!

perhaps?

Especially these two people, one of them is Fan Daochang, and the other is a county king. If there was any huge conflict between the two parties, she, a small and weak woman, seemed completely unable to intervene.

Yun Jiuqing could only change the subject slightly stiffly: "Daozhang Fan, didn't you say before that the purpose of your coming to Da Zhounan County was to send a letter to your master?"

She asked: "If you...I mean just in case. If you can't find the other party, you can ask me to find him!"

Yun Jiuqing patted her chest. Even though she had tied up her chest with a piece of cloth, she still felt ups and downs.

She continued: "My family is in the Nanjun Prefecture, so it has some energy. As long as the person you are looking for, Mr. Fan, is still in the Nanjun Prefecture, I will definitely find it for you!"

It can be heard that she is very confident.

It is clear.

Yun Jiuqing's family's energy in the Southern County of Da Zhou was not just "a little" as she said.

"Um."

Fan Wu did not refuse.

Yun Jiuqing's harsh words to change the topic also made Fan Wu feel... it was time to meet his sworn sister.

…

Blink.

It's noon.

Fan Wu had already left Hanling Temple. Before leaving Hanling Temple, Monk Zhikong chased after him and said a lot of polite words, such as thanking Master Fan.

Fan Wu didn't listen to any of those polite words.

at this time.

He was already on the streets of Nanjun County.

have to say.

This is the most prosperous place in the world that Fan Wu has ever seen.

Whether it's Qiulong County, Baihe County, Shuize County, Qiping County, or Yinghe Prefecture...

None of them are as good as the county government of Dazhou Nanjun.

It doesn't add up to anything.

"Daozhang Fan! This is a very unique delicacy in our Nanjun county. Unfortunately, my father won't let me eat more of this kind of food. He said that eating too much will make the spiritual roots of cultivation become dirty."

"And that street over there! That street is a very lively place in our southern county. There are many brothels and brothels there. I disguised myself and sneaked in once before, hehe..."

"Oh, by the way! That inn belongs to my family. As long as you see a shop or inn with 'Yun's' on it, Mr. Fan, it's either owned by one of my uncles or one of my cousins."

"Daozhang Fan, I can ask the shopkeeper to stay at the inn that I own without charging you a penny."

"..."

Yun Jiuqing became more familiar with her after returning to Nanjun, and the information she revealed in a casual sentence showed how rich her family was in Nanjun.

Along the way, she kept chattering.

Fan Wu obviously didn't reply a word, but she still said it very excitedly.

walking.

walking.

Yun Jiuqing suddenly realized something was wrong.

She suddenly realized that Fan Daozhang was new to Nanjun County. Does Fan Daozhang really know where the letter should be sent? Or...does he really know where the address in the letter refers to in Nanjun County?

If Fan Daozhang didn't know, wouldn't he be wandering aimlessly?

Should I remind Daozhang Fan later that she can actually lead the way?

After all, I have lived in Nanjun County for so long.

Yun Jiuqing knows him everywhere!

at this time.

Yun Jiuqing noticed that Daochang Fan suddenly stopped, and then she saw a very familiar building in front of her.

"Yamen?" Yun Jiuqing's face was full of astonishment. She couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master Fan, who are we?"

"Send the letter." Fan Wu simply replied with two words and walked toward the county government office.

"ah?"

Yun Jiuqing was a bit unresponsive... The letter written by Fan Daochang's master before his death was sent to the Yamen?

She shook her head to get rid of the messy thoughts in her heart.

He hurriedly followed.

…

"I heard that a new head of the Xinfeng Building has come, and that head has replaced all the girls in the building. In other words, most of the girls in the Xinfeng Building are new ones now!"

In front of the gate of the yamen, a yamen servant with a sword on his waist leaned against a stone lion and whispered to his companions: "A new girl means not famous, which means she is cheap!"

"Tonight...hehe, how about we brothers go together and try out the depth of Xinfeng Tower?!"

His companion frowned and responded: "I am married and have a wife, so I won't go to a place like this. Moreover, after I go back, I still have to practice, let alone go."

"Tch! It's boring!" The yamen officer rolled his eyes and couldn't help complaining: "You guys don't play this or that. You still think about cultivation all day long. Could it be that you want to enter Qintiansi?"

"I have this idea," the companion replied.

"Good guy! You really dare to think that!" The yamen servant's eyes widened and he whispered in shock: "Those of us are just taking advantage of the county government. As ordinary yamen servants, we also have the skills to practice. If we can cultivate a little magic power, It’s already very rare, you still want to join Qin Tiansi?”

"Stop, someone is coming." His companion suddenly looked to the other side and reminded him.

That unattractive yamen servant.

He immediately straightened his expression.

Also looking in the same direction.

Then.

They were all stunned.

The figure of the visitor was really too strong, and the aura exuding from his body was even more frightening. So much so that the first reaction of the two government officials at the county government office was that there were some rebels and they wanted to come to the Nanjun County government office to cause trouble!

Especially that burly and exaggerated man with a big sword on his back!

Even scarier!

"Stop... stop! Don't go any further! If you... take one more step forward, I will beat the drum and call people!"

"

The unobtrusive yamen servant was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "It doesn't matter if you kill a little boy of mine. But once you anger the Lord Fu inside, you won't even have a chance to do something evil!"

"

Next to him, his companion patted him on the shoulder and reminded him in a low voice: "Although this person is extremely imposing, he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions."

"Ah?" The yamen servant was a little unconvinced: "At first glance, this guy doesn't look like a good person..."

Of course, his voice was very low when he said this.

As small as a mosquito flying.

Apparently.

He didn't dare let Fan Wu hear it.

And actually...

Fan Wu had heard it a long time ago.

Even when the two of them were discussing about brothels and hook bars, Fan Wu also heard it.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The more serious-looking yamen servant glared helplessly at the other man, then faced Fan Wu seriously, and asked politely: "Dare I ask... This strong man went straight to The county government came here, why?”

"If there are grievances that need to be complained by beating a drum, please ask this strong man to beat the drum on the left. If it is an ordinary eucalyptus, you can tell us directly and we will report it."

"If it involves something weird...you can also tell us, and we will have a specialized person inform Qin Tiansi of the situation."

Fan Wu opened his mouth and replied: "None of them."

Under the surprised gazes of the two government officials, he calmly stated the reason for his coming here: "I am here to send you a letter."

"Letter? Poor Taoist? Taoist priest?" The two government officials did not see that Fan Wu looked like a Taoist priest, because Fan Wu's Taoist robes had been completely destroyed.

He doesn't dress like a Taoist priest now.

The only thing about Fan Wu that could be remotely related to a Taoist priest was probably the Demon-Breaking Sword he carried on his back.

Oh... the City Emperor's Order can barely be counted as one.

"Who is the letter to?" Suppressing the confusion in his heart, a government official asked curiously: "If it is someone I know, I can go in and call him out."

"The Prince of Nanjun Prefecture." Fan Wu gave his name calmly.

Two government officials: "???"

Yun Jiuqing: "!

! "

"What did you say?" A government official looked puzzled. His eyes were full of shock: "Fu... Mr. Fujun?"

Fan Wu nodded.

"Hiss!" The yamen officer took a breath of cold air. He was about to ask Fang Wu if he was here to cause trouble. However, due to the intimidating aura of Fan Wu, the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and he could not say them anyway.

"You...you..." The yamen servant tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, and immediately responded: "Master Fujun, he is very busy on weekdays! And...and lord, he is not a small yamen servant like us, tell me You can see it.”

In the end, he didn't say anything too harsh.

no way.

He was afraid that if what he said was too harsh, the burly Taoist priest in front of him would cut him in half with a sword.

"Um..." At this time, Yun Jiuqing, who was behind Fan Wu, said weakly: "Master Fan, is that letter you want to send to Lord Nanjun?"

Fan Wu responded: "To be precise...she is Fujun's wife."

"...That." Yun Jiuqing scratched his head: "Actually, I can take you to see the prince."

Hearing this, Fan Wu turned back and glanced at her: "Is the lord of Nanjun Prefecture's surname Yun?"

Yun Jiuqing nodded.

Fan Wu understood: "Your father?"

Yun Jiuqing continued to nod, she coughed lightly, and then replied weakly: "My father, his name is Yun Shouji. My... my mother's name is Sister Fan Jin."

Fan Wu was silent.

This was the first time he heard the name Yun Shouji. After all, he had never paid attention to the name of Nanjun's husband. And the name Sister Fan Jin is so familiar to Fan Wu!

Isn't this the daughter of his liar master who missed him before he died?

Gan!

What a coincidence!

Fan Wu looked at Yun Jiuqing with an even weirder look. He could see that Yun Jiuqing was not lying...

In other words, she was the daughter of Nanjunfu. Out of curiosity, she ran from Nanjunfu to Yinghefu alone. And his own strength is not very strong, it can only be considered as enough to be squeezed into the ordinary members of Qintiansi.

Good guy!

If Fan Wu were the Prince of Nanjun and had such a daughter, wouldn't he be so angry that his blood pressure would rise?

really.

At first, I thought Yun Jiuqing was a "great smart", which was correct.

Yun Jiuqing awkwardly fumbled for a token from her body, and she glanced at the two government officials in front of her.

The two government officials didn't pay attention at first.

But after taking a closer look.

Suddenly shocked!

"It's the Iron Order of the Prefecture Lord!" A government official exclaimed: "Those who see the Iron Order are like seeing the Lord of the Prefecture! All places in the county that are strictly prohibited can be entered with this order!"

The way the two of them looked at Yun Jiuqing changed, as if they were looking at something, a big shot bigger than the sky.

They no longer stopped Fan Wu.

He no longer stopped Yuan Jiuqing.

Let the two of them go in.

Looking at the backs of Fan Wu and Yun Jiuqing as they went deep into the county government office, one of the inconspicuous government officials wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and rejoiced happily: "What kind of bad luck did you have today? Why is it so difficult to meet two people randomly?"

"That big Taoist priest without a Taoist robe gave me the feeling of a murderer... like the kind of criminal wanted by the court with hundreds of lives in his hands!"

"And that man who looks like a young master actually carries the Iron Order of the Imperial Palace in his hand!

"

"I heard that our leader doesn't even have this ironclad order!"

The more serious yamen officer breathed a sigh of relief. He shook his head and responded: "The boss is just a catcher from the Nanjun County. There are dozens, if not a hundred, catchers like him in the county yamen. indivual."

"If even our leader can get the Fujun Iron Order from the Fujun, then this Fujun Iron Order is nothing special."

"Hiss, you are right..."

"..."

…

While the two government officials outside were still talking in shock.

Yun Jiuqing had already led Fan Wu into the complex layout of the yamen, heading towards the place where the master of the government stayed.

In the yamen of Nanjun County, Yun Jiuqing felt as if he had returned home and was very familiar with everything.

And the two of them are also incompatible inside.

After all, there are either busy officials in the yamen, police officers coming and going, or some people who work in the afternoon.

Fan Wu and Yun Jiuqing appeared inside.

It seemed too abrupt.

However, no one stopped the two of them to ask questions. They just looked at the two of them curiously, stopped paying attention, and then went to do other things.

"arrive!"

It has to be said that the county government offices are much larger than those in the county towns... After walking for a while, Yun Jiuqing stopped, pointed to a building in front and said, "It's right in front!"

"I remember I used to pee here when I was a kid...cough cough cough!" Suddenly realizing that he had told something about his childhood history that he shouldn't have mentioned, Yun Jiuqing immediately shut up and coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

At the same time, she was also very curious.

What is the relationship between Fan Daochang's master and his mother?

Yun Jiuqing really didn't expect...

There is actually such a relationship between himself and Daochang Fan.

With extremely complicated thoughts, she took a slow, deep breath and selected the door of the building in front of her.

Before anyone inside could speak.

Yun Jiuqing was the first to speak: "Dad! I'm back from Yinghe Mansion!"

boom!

As if there was a strong wind blowing, the door was pushed open by an invisible big hand. Fortunately, Yun Jiuqing had anticipated it and hurriedly took two steps back, otherwise the thick door panel would have been knocked out by her.

If you have experience, it is a yes.

Immediately afterwards.

There was a voice coming out from inside. The voice sounded full of power, carrying the majesty of a superior. You can also vaguely hear the suppressed anger in his voice: "You crazy girl, you still know how to come back to Nanjun County Mansion!?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing official robes. He didn't look much like Yun Jiuqing. His whole person exuded a unique temperament. You could tell at a glance that he was extraordinary.

If any ordinary person stood in front of this middle-aged man, they would probably be overwhelmed by his temperament and unable to lift their heads.

Yun Jiuqing muttered: "I was only away for such a short half a month...it's not a big deal. Besides, am I back?"

"Half a month? Isn't it a big deal?" Yun Shouji's tone went up several levels, and his already majestic face straightened down.

He put down the brush in his hand, raised his head, and looked directly at Yun Jiuqing outside the door.

result.

The first person he saw was not Yun Jiuqing.

But Fan Wu!

There was no way, Fan Wu was much taller than Yun Jiuqing, and Yun Jiuqing reached Fan Wu's height just above Fan Wu's waist, which made Fan Wu even more conspicuous.

After that, Yun Shouji lowered his eyes and saw his rebellious daughter.

He suddenly realized...

It turned out to be my own daughter.

So short!

wrong!

He immediately realized that it was not that his daughter was too short, but that the person behind his daughter was too tall.

Yun Shouji frowned deeply.

His intuition was clearly telling him that this person was dangerous!

This intuition came out.

It made him feel very incredible.

You know...he, Yun Shouji, is a dignified Lord of Zhounan County, and he is also a Taoist. In terms of spiritual practice alone, he felt that he was not among the top ten in the county, but there was absolutely no problem in being in the top twenty.

In addition, he is a second-rank official of the imperial court, and possesses the great fortune of the Zhou Dynasty to protect his body. Even if he encounters some more ordinary monsters, he will not be afraid.

But when I looked at this person.

There is an inexplicable sense of crisis!

"Who is this?" Yun Shouji ignored his daughter, so naturally he asked Fan Wu.

"Taoist Priest Qilongguan, Fan Wu." Fan Wu replied.

"Qiulong Temple... Qiulong Temple?" Yun Shouji's face showed some astonishment, and he asked uncertainly: "Yinghe Mansion, Qiulong County, Qiulong Temple?!"

Fan Wu nodded: "Exactly."

"Who are you, Fan'er?" Yun Shouji asked again.

"Master." Fan Wu replied.

Yun Shouji had an expression of "You're kidding me". He was shocked.

He said uncertainly: "How can my father-in-law, who lives in Qiulong County and refuses to come out, have such an apprentice?"

"My father-in-law?!" Before Fan Wu could speak, Yun Jiuqing screamed out in shock.

Yun Jiuqing was stunned and said: "Dad, you said that Daochang Fan's master is your father-in-law? I seem to have never heard my mother say that I have a grandfather!"

Yun Shouji ignored his daughter.

He still looked at Fan Wu.

"I am indeed the master's disciple, and I am sure it is true." Fan Wu felt that based on the current reaction of the master, he should also know that his cheap master was a charlatan.

He took out a letter and flicked it with his finger. The letter spun rapidly in mid-air and flew towards Yun Shouji.

The letter stopped when it flew in front of Yun Shouji.

Slowly repaired in mid-air.

Yun Shouji reached out to hold the letter and saw the words on the cover. He asked, "Why don't my father-in-law come in person?"

Fan Wu said: "He passed away."

Yun Shouji was startled, silent for a moment, and sighed: "He is indeed not young. I didn't expect... Alas! He will be buried in Qiulong County, right? I will take my wife and daughter to see him in the spring of next year. he."

Fan Wu seemed to have thought of something, and this incident made him worried, so he added: "The wealth he accumulated for half his life was also taken away."

"...Who took it away?" Yun Shouji's eyes flashed with anger.

Although he knew that his father-in-law was weird, he was still his father-in-law after all. He couldn't see his daughter for a few times during his lifetime, and his property would be taken away by others after his death? What a thief, how dare he be so rampant!

How could Yun Shouji endure this? !

"The True Martial Demon Emperor."

Fan Wu replied.

"???"

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