imperial psychologist

Chapter 178
Chapter 170 Six

Not long after, the guards on the side soon noticed that two of the detained civilians in the corner stood up.

"What are you doing! Squat down!" He walked forward with the spear in his hand.

Bai Yi said seriously, "Calling you Shangguan."

"What Shangguan! Hurry up and give me—"

"You have the remnants of the former commander of Jinyiwei here." Bai Yi said in a trembling voice, his words were not rushed, even with a hint of threat, "...so hurry up and call your superiors here!"

The soldier stood in the same place with some contradictions, the voices around him fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked sideways.

Jin Yiwei, the old commander, and the remaining party.

Taking out any of these three words is a heavy hammer, not to mention the stern face in front of him, looking for trouble.

The soldier was a little startled when he heard it, and he hesitated for a while and didn't make a move, but just reprimanded Bai Yi not to make trouble out of nothing.However, Bai Yi had already continued talking, and he asked loudly whether the person in front of him was the old man of the old commander Jiang San, because he held a grudge, he deliberately made things difficult for the two brothers and sisters.

Everyone just looked at it as if they were watching a show.

Several people were chasing and fighting in a small corner of the city, it seemed like they were playing around.

"What are you doing standing there!" The city gate official not far away had heard the commotion behind, and snapped, "Tell him to shut up!"

With the order from the Shangguan, the soldiers no longer had any worries, and everyone rushed forward.Bai Yi's two fists were no match for four hands, and he was quickly defeated.

It's just that no one dared to do something serious. The identities of him and Bai Ling in the words just now were false and real, making people unable to tell the history, but feeling a little dangerous.

The city gate official put down his work, walked back to Bai Yi, who was pinned to the ground, and said with a sneer, "What old commander, what remnant party! I think you are here to make a sensation and create chaos! Come on!" -"

"Shh." Bo Ling made a silent movement, "Don't worry, my lord, just listen."

The city gate official's ears moved.

footsteps.

The sound of the crowd's rushing footsteps.

He turned his head, and saw seven or eight royal guards in flying fish suits approaching this side—they were just opening the way, and not far away, a man in black robes was approaching this side on a tall horse.

From a distance, Bo Ling saw that although she did not recognize the person who came, judging from the patterns on the chest and cuffs, it was probably a hundred-family member.

The appearance of Jin Yiwei was like throwing a catfish into a crowded basket of sardines, the crowd separated automatically, and people even closed their eyes, not daring to look directly at this group of black-clothed Rakshasa.

The movement of the city gate official's hands stopped.

——The nonsense of the brothers and sisters actually led out the real Jin Yiwei!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, barely compose himself.

The sixteen city gates of Pingjing belonged to the city defense, and were directly under the jurisdiction of the military department, and Jinyiwei's well water did not interfere with the river water. Even if he faced this group of Yan Luo directly, he would not be short of breath.

The man in black rode forward, "Where is the remnant party of the old commander?"

"Lord Baihu," the city gate official bowed his hands solemnly, "there is no remnant party here, only two disorderly people talking nonsense."

The man in black turned his head and looked at Bai Ling and Bai Yi, "...it's you again."

Both Bai Ling and Bai Yi were slightly stunned, and they had no impression of a completely unfamiliar face on the horseback.

"So, where is the rest of the party?" the man in black asked again.

"My lord, this official has already answered—"

The man in black interrupted coldly, "I didn't ask you."

"...The rest of the party is right in front of your lord's eyes." Bo Ling took over the words softly.

She stood up and told how she and Bai Yi were blocked just now.

After hearing this, the man in black gave the order to fetch Bai Yi's burden.

No one at the city gate dared to move, the man in black snorted coldly, and the guards in brocade around him stepped forward to grab some of the soldiers, and then strode towards the gatehouse by the city gate.

"Slow down!" The city gate official's face darkened, "Dare to ask this superior, does Jin Yiwei have to take care of our city defense's daily business?"

"Don't worry." The man in black replied calmly.

"I don't know the job title?"

"Beizhen Fusi Baihu, Han Chong." The man in black looked condescendingly at the subordinates who were searching not far away, without even looking at the city gate officials.

Not long after, the Jinyi guards came over with Bai Yi's baggage and held it up for Han Chong to look over.

There were not many things in Bai Yi's bag, so Han Chong grabbed a handful of paper money and lightly sprinkled it on the city gate official's head, "Is this the so-called 'demon charm' by Master Wu?"

"...I have my own rules to follow, so I don't need to report to my superior here."

"Of course not." Han Chong said softly, "If you dare to avenge a rebellious minister for personal gain, you will naturally have to take him back to Beizhen Governor for trial first."

There was only a moment of struggle and confusion - when the city gate officials shouted loudly at Jin Yiwei for acting recklessly, Han Chong directly drew his knife and put it on his neck.

The sharp blade left a bloodstain on the flesh of the city gate official, and pushing it an inch would kill someone.

Han Chong said softly, "Swords have no eyes, Master Wu be careful."

The city gate officials didn't dare to move anymore, so they could only slowly raise their hands, signaling that they would not resist any more.

Jin Yiwei came and receded like a black tide, Han Chong slowly turned his horse's head, and when he turned half sideways, he suddenly looked at Bo Ling.

Bai Yi unconsciously took a step in front of Bai Ling, covering him behind him.

Han Chong let out a snort of disdain, and he withdrew his gaze. Just a moment before raising his whip, he said in a cold voice with a bit of irony, "...Can Wei Shishi do it?"

Bai Ling suddenly raised his head.

She doubted her ears - did this person mention Fourteen just now?

But there is only the back of Han Chong riding away in front of him.

……

Although I wasted a lot of time at the East City Gate, fortunately, there is nothing that needs to be pinched in today's itinerary.

Bai Yi took Bo Ling on the mountain road that he would come to once a year. Beware of potholes and traps laid by Orion on which part of the road, Bai Yi can basically give an early warning in advance.

At the foot of the mountain here, there are many simple altars made of green bricks. As the Qingming Festival approaches, every family starts to worship the ancestors and sweep the tombs.

Further up, you can see some grave mounds from time to time, some are covered with weeds, and some have obviously been cleaned recently, and there are brightly colored fruits in front of the altar.

All the way up, the towering trees that cover the sky and the sun are gradually decreasing, but the shrubs in the mountain forest are taller and more prosperous than those in the city, almost higher than the top of Berlin.

Bai Yi walked ahead and pushed aside the overgrown branches, looking back from time to time.

Bai Ling grabbed Bai Yi's sleeve and followed closely behind. After struggling through four or five such bushes, his vision suddenly widened.

Among the rolling mountains in the distance, there is a small alpine lake, inlaid there like a blue gem.

Suddenly seeing such a scene in a place so inaccessible that there was no road, Bo Ling stopped in surprise.

Bai Yi walked alone to a green mound on the back of the mountain, pushed aside the vines on the rocks, and took out a somewhat rusted ax and whetstone from the cave behind him.

Hearing the sound of sharpening the knife, Bai Ling came back to her senses. She looked towards Bai Yi and followed.

Bai Yi was sharpening an axe. In front of him was a very simple tomb. The tombstone was a log half a person's height, with a name carved on it with a knife, but after four years of wind and rain, the handwriting was lost. has become indistinguishable.

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