Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 122 Letter

Pan Ye's idea was to write a letter to ask Zu Wei what kind of relationship he has with Zhenmensi.

When he wrote to Zu Wei before, he didn't say anything about the third master. First, he was worried that Zu Wei would run over without saying a word, because of Zu Wei's jealous nature.Secondly, Pan Ye didn't have conclusive evidence at the time. The evil spirit's memory involved too many secrets, and he couldn't show it to others as evidence.

Lin Ming is Zuwei's junior sister, so this matter has something to do with him.

"It's time to write another letter to Zu Wei."

With the status of ancestors and masters, I believe that it should not be a big problem to protect Lin Mingke's family.

Pan Ye's thoughts were spinning, and an idea was initially formed, and he said to Lin Qingmu:
"Let's put this matter aside for a few days for now, and please trouble Master Lin not to tell the second master."

He was worried that telling the second master about this would affect his state of mind.

"I know that it is related to the fate of my Lin family. I will strictly tell Mo Yi not to disclose it."

Seeing Pan Ye's calm expression, Lin Qingmu became more and more sure that this kid had a powerful background.

"The second child went out looking for opportunities to break through, and he might come back. During this time, I will send someone to rescue Ke Lisi's family and keep him under strict supervision."

"Trouble Lord Lin."

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Three days later, Qianzhou, Luxi County.

"Take a look, take a look, fresh Qianzhou rice noodles."

"Freshly made Qianzhou chili sauce, not spicy and free~"

A thin man wearing a light blue Taoist robe and black hair shawl was walking in the bustling market.

Standing on the man's shoulder was a fat squirrel with dense and fluffy tail hair, short and fat limbs, and the hair from head to tail, from belly to back, became a gradual fiery red color.

The chubby squirrel was holding a hazelnut, and curiously watched the shouting crowd with a pair of bright eyes.

Today is the once-a-week fair-going day. People from ten miles and eight villages around Luxi County will come to the county on this day. Some will bring the crops from their own fields in the current season, and some will bring their own woven bamboo baskets. Sun-dried rice noodles and other specialties are sold here.

"Xiaozu Daochang, this is the rice noodles that my family made yesterday, take some home to try?"

"No, you haven't finished eating what you made last time."

Zu Wei walked in this market full of life, with a happy smile on her face.

"Daozhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, but he has become even more handsome."

When the vendors on both sides of the street saw Zu Wei, they all looked familiar.

There are even quite a few young girls who have not left the cabinet, hiding in their own shops, staring affectionately at the tall and straight figure with the wooden sword at the waist.

"Ancestor Daoist, you have a new letter."

Zu Wei turned his head and saw the shopkeeper of the post station standing behind the counter, waving to him.

"Oh?"

He walked into the post station, took the letter from the shopkeeper, sat down at the wooden table, tore open the envelope, spread out the letter paper, and browsed carefully.

"Brother Zu: My brother has been tossing and turning for the past few days because of this matter, and it is difficult to sleep. After thinking about it, I still plan to tell Brother Yu about this matter..."

"So it was from Aye."

Looking at it, his expression first changed from curious to serious, and finally he frowned.

After a while, he put down the envelope and fell into deep thought.

"Junior Sister Yun Xi's elder brother actually uses the soul of an innocent woman to practice evil methods, he is truly insane!"

"Magician...Magician..."

After putting away the letter paper, Zu Wei called back the obese squirrel who sneaked out of the house and was surrounded by a group of people to feed, and walked out of Luxi County quickly.

He went all the way north, walked four or five miles, and a beautiful mountain full of greenery appeared in front of him.

Set foot on the mountain road and continue walking along the rugged mountain road until you reach the overgrown grass at the end of the road and stop.

Zu Wei made a tactic with both hands, his fingertips flashed with blue light, and a mysterious rune was formed in front of him. With a wave of his hands, he punched the rune into the air.

The rune sank into the void, and the scenery in front of him twisted and rolled, revealing a passageway shining with a faint blue light.

Walking into the passage, a Taoist temple with a small area and an old and simple architectural style appeared.

The plaque on the gate of the Taoist temple is engraved with the three characters of Longyin Temple.

In the Taoist temple, several smaller side halls surround an old but still magnificent main hall in the center.

Zu Wei did not go to the central hall, but went around to an inconspicuous side hall in the southeast corner, stood in front of a house in the residential area at the back of the side hall, and knocked on the door.

knock knock knock...

"Uncle, are you there?"

With a creak, the door opened.

Standing behind the door was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a short stature, only reaching Zu Wei's chin, small eyes, bulbous nose, and a bun with a cow's nose.

"Yunzhen, didn't you go down the mountain to go to the fair? Why did you come back so soon. Come in."

Zu Wei responded, followed his uncle into the room, sat down on a futon, and said straight to the point:

"Uncle, is there anyone we have in Jiangnan Dao Town Demon Division?"

"What are you asking this for?"

The Taoist priest looked puzzled.

"Master, do you still remember Junior Sister Yun Xi who was studying in Guannei more than ten years ago..."

Zu Wei explained to him what happened to Lin Mingke's family.

After hearing this, the Taoist priest thought for a while, and said: "This matter was originally considered a trivial matter, but now the governor of Jiangnan Town Magic Division is a disciple of Qinghua Sect. Qinghua Sect has never dealt with my Tianshi Mansion. Let's go Pleading, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"And if they find out, I'm afraid they will make a fuss about it."

"Your uncle served as the governor of Jiangnan Daozhen Magic Division 90 years ago. With him, he should be able to speak. It's just that he is now traveling in order to find an opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul. I don't know where he is."

"Master, can you speak?"

"Your master? It's not bad if you don't fight with people from Qinghua Sect."

"There should be some disciples in my Tianshi Mansion who work in the Department of Magic Suppression, but this matter still requires your master to take action. He is now attending the Fa Conference in the Tianshi Mansion, and he will not be able to come back within a month. I will give you a letter of divorce later. Send it to Tianshi Mansion and tell him about it."

"That's all it takes."

"By the way, uncle, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"You child has a wild temper, and when you recover from your injury, you can't bear the loneliness in your heart."

The Taoist scolded with a laugh, waved his sleeves,
"Forget it, let you accompany my old bones in this mountain. I really wronged you. You are allowed to go down the mountain."

"Thank you, uncle."

Zu Wei showed joy and bowed deeply to the Taoist priest.

"I also ask my uncle to wait for the master to return to the mountain. The matter is clear, and let the master go to Rongzhou."

"I see."

It was still early, Zu Wei returned to her room, packed up and saluted, and was about to leave.

As a result, a fat squirrel with fiery red hair held a pine cone and squatted at the entrance of the Taoist temple. Seeing him coming, he immediately squeaked at him and blocked the way.

"Xiao Song, you want to go to Rongzhou with me?"

"Squeak!"

"Well, you and your junior sister haven't seen each other for many years, so it's time to get together."

(End of this chapter)