The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 17 Another Untouchable Character
Say goodbye to Songlao and leave the temple.

Qingping was courteous and sent him to the door.

Su Ting turned around to salute, thanked him, and left.

At this moment, Qingping heard Qingping say, "The prince who hangs out with you, his biological mother is the cousin of the Patriarch of the Sun family."

Su Ting paused at his feet and turned his head to look.

Qingping remained unchanged, and continued: "The Sun family is the one that robbed your shop back then."

Su Ting said with a smile: "Recently, you have paid a lot of attention to me."

Qingping shook his head slightly, and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not watching you, but I'm following the trail left by that Gu Dao master, pointing to the Sun family."

"The Sun family?" Su Ting's pupils shrank, and his heart shook.

"The clues are still quite shallow, so it's hard to make a conclusion for the time being." Qing Ping said briefly, and said in a deep voice: "But before that, you'd better stay away from that prince, so as not to fall into his trap."

"Thank you for reminding me, brother." Su Ting nodded, and then smiled, and said: "However, have you ever seen that my generation of practitioners was planted in the hands of secular dudes?"

Qingping's expression changed slightly, he looked at him carefully, and said in a low voice: "You really set foot on this road?"

Su Ting just smiled, right to acquiesce.

Qingping couldn't help being shaken in his heart, his eyes changed, and he seemed not very calm.

Su Ting watched quietly.

After a long time, Qingping gradually calmed down, just nodded slightly, and did not continue to ask questions.

At this moment, Su Ting gave him a salute and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother Qingping, I wonder if there is a kind of ink in the ink used to draw talisman paper in the temple that can be used for a period of time after writing. Gradually fade the handwriting?"

Hearing this, Qingping frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said: "This kind of hidden ink exists, but it is very rare, and there is no storage in the temple at present."

"Oh?" Su Ting pondered for a while. In fact, this kind of thing is not difficult. In his previous life, he could just use a magic pen, but now, he can only think of another way.

"Brother Qingping, do we have fish in the sea in our market?" Su Ting was familiar with ancient books, and he always had a lot of ghost ideas, so he immediately thought of other aspects.

"Fish in the sea?"

Qingping shook his head and said: "We only have fish in streams and rivers here, as for sea fish, they should be in the east, which is a little closer to the sea."

Su Ting felt a little regretful, and said, "Forget it, I'll think of a way."

Qingping is not a talkative person, but after he had a few conversations with Su Ting and got acquainted with him, he didn't keep his doubts in his heart like before, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you asking this?"

Su Ting approached and said with a low laugh: "There are fish in the sea, known as cuttlefish. There is a black sac inside, which contains ink, which can be used for writing... However, shortly after writing, the ink gradually evaporates and disappears. And This kind of ink is often used by people with a heart to do some bad things, so it is also called squid."

Qingping was startled, seemed to have realized a little bit, and said: "You... it's inevitable..."

Su Ting laughed, turned and left.

Qing Ping looked at his leaving back, groaning silently.

……

"Who is that boy?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Qingping turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly, his steps were steady, and his face was upright.

Seeing someone coming, Qing Ping saluted lightly and said, "I've seen you, my lord."

The middle-aged man smiled, waved his hands and said with a smile: "You and I know each other well, so you don't have to be polite."

Qingping's expression did not change, but he said seriously: "Etiquette cannot be neglected."

The person in front of him was none other than the parent officer of Luoyue County, county magistrate Fang Qing, Mr. Fang.

This temple is extremely efficacious and well-known far and wide. The Fang family has often come here to ask for lottery to solve problems since Fang Qing's father's generation.

As for Fang Qing himself, as a scholar, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods in his early years, but later his official career was hindered. It was through the guidance of Mr. Song and meeting the governor of the state that he was able to get his current official position.

From then on, Mr. Fang respected the temple like a mountain, and respected Songlao like an elder.

"That young man just now, does he seem familiar?" Fang Qing glanced back, showing surprise.

"This person's name is Su Ting, the young master of Su's drugstore." Qingping replied.

"Oh?" Mr. Fang sighed slightly, and said, "I was the one who handled the case of Su's pharmacy at the beginning, and I remember it deeply. Ting, it is said that he is a well-known sick man, relying on his distant cousin to support him, he will not live long, how come today, it does not match the rumors?"

Qingping said calmly: "I have been sick for a long time, but the illness will be cured."

Master Fang nodded and said, "That's true."

Qingping turned sideways slightly, and said: "Master Fang is here to see Mr. Song, Mr. Song thinks he has not rested yet, this is just the right moment, follow me."

Master Fang nodded slightly and followed him into the temple.

The two entered the temple and walked along the corridor.

"Master Fang."

Qingping didn't know what to think of, and asked casually: "Our Luoyue County was restructured due to the opening of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was specially made into a county system, and it was also under the jurisdiction of the eastern state capital. Do your people often go to the east?"

Fang Qing nodded and said: "That's right. After all, the big and small things in the local area have to be submitted after sorting out. Today is just the day to submit the report. I will go back to sort it out in the afternoon."

Qingping looked normal, and said calmly: "It is said that there is a sea fish in the east, I would like to see it."

Fang Qing suddenly found it interesting, and said with a smile, "What sea fish?"

"Squid." Qing Ping said: "If it's not troublesome, please tell me about the arrest, how many can I buy?"

"Okay." Master Fang took a deep look at him and responded, but he paused and said, "But I have something I want to ask you..."

Qingping paused at his feet, looked over, and said, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Fang said slowly: "The mysterious person is from the north, and he has some connections with the Sun family. Recently, I found out the direction of the Su's pharmacy, and I saw the boy from the Su family come here again today. I don't know if there is any connection between them. ?”

Qingping was silent for a moment, then said: "Yes."

He followed Elder Song, and he was able to clearly distinguish the priorities of many things.

Regarding this matter, it is not considered a secret. Since it is left to Mr. Fang to investigate, from another perspective, there is no need to hide this matter from Mr. Fang.

Lord Fang said in a low voice: "As expected."

After the voice fell, he glanced at the entrance of the temple and said, "This kid from the Su family didn't come to see you, nor did he come to the temple to ask for blessings?"

"Old Song ordered me to invite you here." Qing Ping replied.

"Please?"

Master Fang's pupils froze.

The word "please" is very particular.

And if Elder Song can personally intervene, so that he, the county magistrate, can investigate Sun's family and the mysterious person for the Su family, in this way, how important should this word be?

Master Fang said in a deep voice, "Is there anything extraordinary about this Su Ting?"

Qingping glanced at him, remained silent and did not answer.

However, at this moment, a Song Lao's voice came from the front.

"The younger generation of the Su Clan, the old man is on the same path."

The hunched old man in front of him was sweeping the dust in front of him without lifting his head.

It's just that Mr. Fang was already in a daze.

After a long time, he gradually became sober, but there was an unspeakable complex feeling in his expression.

Like-minded people?

Could it be another divine figure who can measure good and bad, know Feng Shui, determine life and death, profound and mysterious?
Why did Luoyue County produce such an unprovoked character?

"Just that seemingly immature boy?"

Master Fang held his breath slightly, and had a vague plan in his mind.

(End of this chapter)