The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 492
"My lord, I found a clue!"

Lou Feng's figure flashed, and rushed into the six gates of Qiantang.

In the study room, Yang Qingyuan, who was analyzing the information of the Qinglong Society, also disappeared into the study room.

"Lou Butou, what clues did you find!"

Lou Feng glanced around, and then said to Yang Qingyuan, "Master Yang, let's talk about this weird thing in the study!"

The two returned to the study again, and Yang Qingyuan's trip was wasted!
"What did you find?"

"Master Yang, I found out about the matter of the Yin soldiers borrowing money!!"

Yang Qingyuan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard the words, he thought it was news from the Qinglong Society and the Money Gang, but he didn't expect that it was the Yin soldiers borrowing money.

In the whole case, the strange and unscientific thing is the money borrowed by the underworld soldiers.

Although Yang Qingyuan found some clues by the river, it was just his own testimony, and there was no real evidence to show who made the Yinbing Passage and how it was done!

"According to the rumors of the people of Yuezhou, there are Guyue people in the mountains of Yuezhou who can drive away beasts and communicate with ghosts and gods. When I was investigating this matter, I met a woodcutter. He said that he has seen Guyue people communicate with the dead? !"

"Ancient Yue people?!"

Guyue is a descendant of the Tianhuang clan of the ancient people. It is seven or eight thousand miles from Jiaozhi to Kuaiji.

The ancient state of Yue was established in Yuezhou, and Yuezhou got its name from this.

With the evolution of history, the late Jin Dynasty traveled southwards, and the Yue people were gradually integrated into the Huaxia that migrated to the south. Up to now, there is almost no difference between the Yue people and the Huaxia.

Baiyue, Huaxia, Dongyi, and Jingwu are listed as the four major sources of Han people.

"Are there still Baiyue people in Yuezhou now?!"

"Yes!" Lou Feng replied with a nod, "Most of the people in Yuezhou are actually descendants of the Yue ethnic group, including the humble ancestors who were also of the ancient Yue ethnic group. Obey the government order! Several governors of Yuezhou wanted to solve this matter, but to no avail!"

"What do you mean, the issue of Yin soldiers borrowing money may have something to do with the ancient Yue tribe?!"

"Yes! The ancient Yue clan can communicate with the nether world, and the matter of the Yin soldiers borrowing money is probably related to them!"

Yang Qingyuan frowned, he had already speculated about the issue of Yin soldiers borrowing money, and this speculation was indeed somewhat related to the Guyue clan.

"Lou Butou, do you know where I can find the Guyue clan?!"

"Shanyin County, Jishan, Emperor Yu's Mausoleum!"
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Shanyin Mansion was originally called Kuaiji Mansion.

In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Yuezhou was established and Kuaiji was governed.

Later, the former Qin Shihuang came here on a tour and changed its name to Shanyin.

After the collapse of the former Qin Dynasty and the founding of the former Song Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong moved to the south and established Qiantang as the capital of the country, and changed Shanyin to Shaoxing and established it as the accompanying capital.

The former Song Dynasty was destroyed by Dagan. The Taizu of this dynasty established the country, recovered the Central Plains, and changed Shaoxing to Shanyin, which became the governing place of Yuezhou.

Di Zhiyuan was surprised to see Yang Qingyuan returned to Yuezhou.

"My lord, why are you and Miss Liu back?" Di Zhiyuan looked at Yang Qingyuan and Yang Qingyuan who came back suddenly, and couldn't help being confused.

"We found something related to Yin soldiers borrowing money, and it was related to Ji Shan of Sanyin Mansion, so we rushed back!"

Di Zhiyuan looked curious, it seemed that Yang Qingyuan should have confirmed that the matter was man-made, otherwise he wouldn't have this expression.

As we all know, Yang Qingyuan is a contradictory person who does not believe in ghosts but is afraid of ghosts.

With materialism in his mouth, his heart trembled.

"This matter should have something to do with the ancient Yue survivors who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests in Shanyin County!"

Di Zhiyuan was slightly taken aback, "The legacy of Ancient Yue?!"

He was born in the north, and has been in the north since he became an official. He knows very little about the affairs of the south. Although he knows the ancient Yue family, it is only limited to this name.

"Yes! The matter of the Yin soldiers borrowing money may be related to them! I'm going to investigate! If you find out the truth about the Yin soldiers borrowing money, you may find the location of the money!"

So far, the biggest mystery in this case is how the payment in the box was transferred?
Although Yang Qingyuan didn't know the reason yet, it probably had something to do with the drama of Yin soldiers borrowing money.

Otherwise, this group of people wouldn't have put so much thought into acting this scene!

"The people of the Ancient Yue tribe are said to be hidden in the southern mountains and forests. Does your lord know where they are?!" Di Zhiyuan was a little worried, these people are not so easy to find!

"It's near Mount Ji in Sanyin, near the Mausoleum of Emperor Yu!"

Yang Qingyuan has obtained exact information.

"Zhiyuan, what progress have you made here?!"

Di Zhiyuan spread his hands helplessly, "I have already finished interrogating the escorted soldiers. There is nothing unusual about this journey except for the ghost soldiers borrowing money. I have no clue when the money was lost!"

Yang Qingyuan patted Di Zhiyuan's shoulder, "Check slowly, as long as it is done by humans, there will be traces and flaws left! I'm going to look for the ancient Yue clan, hoping to get some clues!"

After looking for a guide who was familiar with Jishan, Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu appeared and went to the legendary Mausoleum of Emperor Yu.

Mausoleum of Emperor Yu, also known as Yuxue, is the burial place of the ancient holy emperor Yu.

Backed by Kuaiji Mountain and facing Yuchi in front, it is located at the foot of Kuaiji Mountain outside the gate of Jishan Mountain in the southeast of Yuezhou Shanyin Prefecture.

There are nine fields in the sky, nine states in the earth, nine mountains in the earth, and nine fortresses in the mountains.

Kuaiji Mountain, located in Shanyin Prefecture, is the first of the nine mountains.

Emperor Yu sealed Mount Tai, Zen Kuaiji.It is enshrined as a sacrifice to the sky, and Zen is a sacrifice to the ground.

In his later years, Emperor Yu summoned the princes of the world to meet in Kuaiji Mountain, and after his funeral, he was buried here.

Due to its great political significance, the mausoleum of Emperor Yu will be guarded by successive governors of Yuezhou and repaired regularly.

Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed the guide to the mausoleum of Emperor Yu, and bowed nine times to the monument of Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu was the holy emperor in ancient times. He cured the floods to live the people, dug dragon gates to dredge the rivers, united the princes to rule the world, and cast the nine tripods to secure the eight famines.

The merits of Wei Yu, Jiuzhou Youtong, Guangtang Yuji, Deliu Miao descendants.

No matter what position you stand on, you deserve this great gift.

After worshiping the ancient holy emperor, Yang Qingyuan asked the guide to leave first, and it was time to work!

Yang Qingyuan closed his eyes and concentrated, a wave of Dao rhyme that blended with nature rippled away.

Briefly integrate into the space between heaven and earth to improve one's spiritual awareness.

After a while, Yang Qingyuan opened his eyes, "Sure enough, it is an ancient method of refining qi, and it does have its unique features. It is obviously only a metamorphic state, and it almost deceived my spiritual perception."

After finishing speaking, Yang Qingyuan's figure disappeared, and he shot towards the forest beside him.

The person hiding in the forest also knew that he was discovered by Yang Qingyuan, so he immediately turned around and ran away. His body style seemed to be adapted to the mountain forest. The lush forest and winding vines seemed to have no effect on his speed. During the movement, the hidden person has jumped ten feet away, but his figure has almost no effect on the surrounding trees.

If it was another person, even a light kung fu master like the Blue Wing Bat King would have a hard time catching up to this person in this dense forest.

But Yang Qingyuan is different. His lightness kung fu is not only unparalleled in this world, but it is also close to the peak in this world where talented people and strange people emerge in endlessly.

The self-created "Climbing the Heavenly Steps" also incorporates part of Lingbo Weibu's profound body skills, and he can move freely even in dense forests.

Suddenly, Yang Qingyuan stopped in front of this person.

"Wait a minute, I'm not malicious!"

But this person obviously refused to believe Yang Qingyuan's words, as soon as his figure moved, he jumped to the side.

Seeing the voice of Yue Qi, Yang Qingyuan said softly, "Sorry, I'm sorry!"

Immediately, a congenital invisible sword energy slashed out, and just when the person was about to step on a branch to borrow strength, the sword energy flew by, and the borrowed branch was cut off instantly.

The fleeing person also fell from the mid-air because the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born.

When he stood up again, Yang Qingyuan had already arrived in front of him.

"If I really have bad intentions, the sword just now is enough to kill you!"

Although the words are not sound, it is indeed the truth!
"What do you want to do?!"

The hidden person raised his head, he was a middle-aged man with simple attire, far from the open folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty today.

"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Yang Qingyuan, the official minister of Dali Temple, and the dethroning envoy of Yuezhou!"

Hearing Yang Qingyuan's introduction, the middle-aged man became vigilant.

The ancient Yue tribe has always been independent from the control of the imperial court, and they are in a semi-reclusive state. People from the imperial court suddenly came, what do they want to do?
"I just have one thing I want to ask the ancient Yue tribe." Yang Qingyuan took off his sword from his waist while speaking.

"Do you know this sword?!"

When the middle-aged man saw the saber, he was stunned.

Most of the sword manuals in Tianjilou are famous ancient swords, and [-]% of them are swordsmiths of the ancient Yue tribe.

When it comes to the craft of casting swords, the ancient Yue people are unparalleled in the world.

And the sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand is the pinnacle work of Ou Yezi, the master swordsmith of the ancient Yue Kingdom, Zhan Lu, who was once ranked second in the Tianjilou Divine Sword Manual!
"Is this really Zhanlu?!"

Yang Qingyuan handed the saber in his hand to the middle-aged man, "Look for yourself!"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands on his clothes again and again, repeated three or four times, and only after confirming that his hands were clean and free from dirt, did he dare to take the sword from Yang Qingyuan's hand!
His attitude is as pious as respecting the gods.

"Keng!"

The middle-aged man slowly pulled out Zhanlu, and a long sword with a pure black body appeared in front of his eyes.

The ancient and clumsy long sword is a blunt sword without a blade.

The sword energy above the blade does not have a trace of killing intent, and the sword intent is righteous.

This unique sword rhyme cannot be imitated by ordinary swords. Only the benevolent divine soldier who once ranked second in the divine sword spectrum can have such a sword rhyme.

"It really is Zhanlu Sword!"

The middle-aged man sighed, took Zhanlu back into the sheath, and handed it to Yang Qingyuan respectfully.

When returning to Yang Qingyuan's hands, Zhanlu was still in the sheath, and there was a clear sound of the sword, as if he was excited to return to the master's hands.

"Zhanlu recognizes the Lord?!"

The middle-aged man was shocked again. It is very rare to find a magic weapon that has been lost for many years. The official of the Zhou court in front of him was actually recognized by Zhanlu.

However, this also made the middle-aged man let go of his guard against Yang Qingyuan.

Excalibur has a spirit and automatically chooses its master.

Zhanlu is the sword of benevolence, so his sword master must not be a treacherous person.

"I don't know if you have anything to ask?!"

The middle-aged man changed his attitude just now.

"I don't know if I can take me to the residence of your Ministry, and I won't be able to say for a while!"

The middle-aged man hesitated slightly before agreeing.

"Wang Shu!" Yang Qingyuan called Wang Shu who had been following behind him all the time. When Liu Wangshu appeared, the middle-aged man stared at her, no, it should be said that he stared at the ancient sword in her hand!

It was like seeing a peerless beauty.

However, having said that, Liu Wangshu herself is an all-powerful beauty, but in the eyes of middle-aged people, she is not as good-looking as the Fuyao Sword in her hand.

Then the middle-aged man came and took Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu to the depths of Jishan Mountain. Although Yang Qingyuan was not a social cow, he could chat happily with any normal person as long as he wanted.

From the exchange, Yang Qingyuan knew that this middle-aged man named Ou Zhao was not only a warrior of the Yuanhua Realm, but also a swordsmith of the Ancient Yue tribe.

No wonder Yang Qingyuan saw that his right arm was much thicker than his left arm, and it must have been made by swinging a hammer over the years.

This middle-aged man likes famous swords, so Yang Qingyuan chatted with him about swords.

"Brother Ou, I still have an ancient sword in my hand. It is the famous sword Tianwen from ancient times. It was once the saber of the former Qin Shihuang! The blade is so sharp that it can cut gold and cut jade."

"Heavenly, I once heard from my master that it is a divine sword made in the land of Jingchu, which is different from our ancient Yue people's sword casting method. Unfortunately, I have no chance to see it!" The middle-aged man said this I can't help feeling sorry.

For a swordsmith like him, tasting a famous sword is like a drunkard meeting a hundred-year-old wine, or a martial idiot getting a peerless magic.

"If Brother Ou doesn't give up, you can come to the capital to find me in your spare time. Then, I can borrow this sword from Brother Ou!"

From the simple communication, Yang Qingyuan can almost conclude that this person is a master swordsmith with extremely high swordsmithing skills.

Yang Qingyuan admired this kind of talent with special skills the most.

For example, Yuxu walks Cui Keqin, because of Yaya, he is now the resident alchemist of Dali Temple.

With her sitting in Dali Temple, Dali Temple has all kinds of elixirs, and the casualty rate of Dali Temple's field workers has also been greatly reduced.

If there is someone who can refine medicine, wouldn't it be better if there is someone who can refine swords!

With the increase in the high-end combat power of Dali Temple, the supply of high-quality weapons is also in short supply.

We can't let these people use standard weapons all the time!

The two chatted all the way until they came to a smooth stone wall.

At first glance, Yang Qingyuan thought it was an ordinary stone wall, but after careful observation, he discovered that there were small fine lines on the stone wall.

Ou Zhao walked up to the stone wall, knocked on one of them seven times regularly, and the stone door burst open.

"Brother Yang, Miss Liu, please!"

The three of them entered the stone wall, "This mechanism is somewhat Mohist's handwriting!"

Yang Qingyuan said casually.

Upon hearing this, Ou Zhao immediately explained, "Brother Yang really has good eyesight! This is indeed the handiwork of the ancient Mohist mechanism master!"

I don't know if it's because Yang Qingyuan is the Zhanlu sword master, so Ou Zhao doesn't have much defense against him, and he always answers Yang Qingyuan's questions.

A group of people walked for a long time in this mountainside.

At the beginning, you are extremely narrow, and you are able to understand people.Go back hundreds of steps, suddenly see the light.

When the three walked out of the stone wall, a paradise appeared in the eyes of Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu.

The land is flat and open, and the houses are like houses. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry and bamboo.There is traffic on the rice paddies, chickens and dogs hear each other, yellow hair hangs down, and they are happy.

"Hey, Uncle Ou?! You're back!...Hey! Who are these two?"

When a girl saw Ou Zhao, she immediately waved her hand to say hello, but when she saw Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu beside him, she stopped waving her hand.

The Guyue tribe is in a semi-reclusive state, although they are not completely cut off from the outside world, but they can still come to the hermitage of Guyue, most of them are acquaintances.

But she had never met Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu.

"These two are my guests, I want to take them to meet my master!"

Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu followed Ou Zhao, watching him greet him all the way, Yang Qingyuan also nodded with a smile, but Liu Meizi's expression became a little stiff.

The two followed Ou Zhao to a wooden house by the river. There were all kinds of swords hanging outside the wooden house, and there was a huge rotating waterwheel above the river, which continuously provided power and clean water for the wooden house.

From time to time, the sound of iron striking could be heard in the wooden house.

"Master, there is a guest who wants to see you!"

Ou Zhao didn't go in directly, but stood outside the wooden house and shouted.

"Let them wait!" The sound of blacksmithing in the room stopped, but after the people in the room finished speaking, the sound of blacksmithing sounded again.

Ou Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Brother Yang, I'm sorry! My master is like this! Once you start making swords, you can't stop!"

"It's okay, it's understandable to respect the master and love the sword!"

Although Ou Zhao's master didn't want to see him, Yang Qingyuan had a way to get him out.

"Wang Shu, draw your sword!"

"Keng!"

"Zheng!"

Zhanlu and Fuyao unsheathed, and with the sound of unsheathing, the two sword intents soared upwards!

At the same time, the sound of blacksmithing in the house also stopped.

After a few breaths, an old man with a white beard rushed out of the wooden house, shouting, "Where's the sword?! Where's the sword?!"

Afterwards, the old man saw the pure black long sword in Yang Qingyuan's hand, which had no sharp edge but was generous and kind, and his eyes were full of obsession.

With a flick of Yang Qingyuan's wrist, the sword fell into the old man's hand!

"The hero of hardware, the essence of the sun, comes out with spirit, obeys with prestige. It is like acting on behalf of heaven, monitoring the world!"

The old man held Zhanlu and muttered to himself, "That's right! That's it, the Zhanlu sword! I didn't expect that I would still be able to see this lost peerless sword in my lifetime."

After holding Zhanlu and watching for a while, the old man noticed Fuyao in Liu Wangshu's hand.

The old man carefully held Zhanlu and walked in front of Liu Wangshu, "Please take a look with your sword!"

His eyes are full of famous sword Fuyao, there is no such person as Liu Wangshu at all.

Liu Wangshu was not a stingy person either, so he handed the Fuyao sword to the old man.

Fuyao is different from Zhanlu, but a famous sword in the former Tang Dynasty.

The roc climbs with the wings of the wind, and the flying rainbow goes straight up to leave the world.

Fuyao can't afford Cang Ming Yuan, it seems difficult to kill Peng Tuan with a smile.

Although the famous sword Fuyao is not as good as Zhanlu and other ancient magic weapons, it is still a rare magic sword.

After tasting for a long time, the old man with white beard reluctantly returned Fuyao and Zhanlu to Yang Qingyuan and Liu Wangshu, then sorted out the descriptions, and saluted Yang Qingyuan.

"Ancient Yue, contemporary Ouye, I've seen two of you!"

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