You cultivate immortality, I cultivate merit

On the top of the mountain, the autumn wind brought a bit of coolness to the face.

Shi Zelan was meditating on the roof. The mountain seemed to suddenly become quiet, and a feeling of loneliness arose in her heart.

Shi Zelan immediately felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes, looked around, then went to the side of the mountain and looked down the mountain for a while.

After a while, her mood recovered and she sat on the roof again to meditate.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish."

Shi Zelan opened her eyes and flew to the mountainside, just in time to see five or six people on the mountainside surrounding one person to assassinate him.

Shi Zelan was in an extremely unhappy mood and couldn't care too much. She stretched out her hand and the grass on the mountainside grew quietly.

When the grass grew long, it was easy to trip the ankles of the five or six people, and they had to take several steps back.

The man who was surrounded inside took advantage of the situation to find a way out and ran down the mountain.

Shi Zelan looked at the shoes on his feet, feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and moved his hand to the mountainside.

"This place is evil, why does this grass always trip my feet?"

"Now this person has escaped, what should we do?"

"What else can be done?
We don’t want to go down the mountain anytime soon. "

"Go back. If you don't go back, the boss will come up with more things."

These five or six people wanted to go back, but Shi Zelan didn't want them to leave the mountainside so easily.

She just wanted to take a look at the spiritual planting technique she was practicing, and she reached that step again. Because she turned her hands, the grass on the mountainside suddenly became thicker.

"Ah, ah, ah, Grandpa Cao, please spare us. We won't dare to do it next time."

The five or six people knelt down and kowtowed vigorously, but Shi Zelan was almost exhausted at this time, so he happily retracted his hand.

After the five people lay on the ground and waited for a long time, they saw that the grass no longer grew. They cried bitterly and helped each other to walk up the other side of the mountain.

They cried as they walked: "I really didn't want to kill anyone last time. It was because he refused to let me go."

"Woo, woo, woo, let's go back and tell the boss that even if there is a golden mountain here, there must be a life."

"You don't want your life. If you dare to say such things to the boss, the boss will spare your life."

"Yes, please don't kill us all."

Shi Zelan listened for a while and sighed, then turned back to the roof to meditate. As for the grass on the mountainside, they allowed themselves to turn yellow naturally.

Wang Xuan ran all the way down the mountain without daring to look back. He ran until he reached the official road and then looked back at the way he came.

When he saw no one chasing him, he felt a little suspicious.

He stood by the official road for a while, finally felt a little uneasy and walked back.

Wang Xuan returned to the mountainside and saw no trace of the five or six people. He only saw what seemed to be a thick layer of grass on the mountainside.

He reached out and touched the grass, carefully examined a few more marks, and then ran down the mountain.

When Wang Xuan chased those people into the mountain, he had some suspicions in his mind, and he accidentally stepped on something.

When he and the five or six people were facing each other with swords, he felt a little regretful in his heart, thinking that he might not go back alive this time.

He didn't expect that he could find a way out. At this moment, he thought about the two cars of gangsters that suddenly appeared at the city gate.
Shi Zelan saw the man appear on the mountainside again. After seeing him looking around for a while, he quickly ran down the mountain.

Wang Xuan returned to the official road and found his horse. He was riding on the horse, still thinking about what happened that day.

The magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture had gone home to rest, but an aide came over to inform him of the news.

He immediately moved from the backyard to the front yard and met Wang Xuan in the study. After hearing what Wang Xuan said, he clenched his fists with both hands.

"Check, we must get to the bottom of it."

"Sir, of the six people I fought with, five of them must be Lianjiazi, and the other one's identity is unknown." The prefect immediately knew that this matter was not simple, and he told Wang Xuan: "You keep it a secret first, this matter must be done secretly check."

After Wang Xuan nodded and retreated, the prefect asked his staff: "How true is what he said?"

"At least 90% true."

The magistrate sighed: "It's really not easy to be the magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture."

"Sir, you are a good official, so naturally everything will be difficult."

The prefect glanced at his staff: "Don't accept anything from anyone in private, otherwise I won't be able to save you in the end."

"Master, I really didn't receive anything gold or silver, only a few calligraphy and paintings."

The prefect looked at him deeply: "You are old and it is bitterly cold here. You can hand over the affairs in hand to Lao Wang."

"Master, please listen to my explanation."

The magistrate waved his hands and walked towards the backyard. He knew that the old staff member was smooth and considerate, but privately he was greedy for money.

But Yangzhou Mansion has been unstable recently, and he can no longer keep such a person by his side.

There was an old staff member missing from the Lord Prefect's backyard. Only people in the officialdom mentioned it a few words, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

But in a courtyard of Yangzhou Prefecture, someone smashed a treasure vase after hearing the news.

"Sir, it hasn't been long since that man set out. Are we planning to stop him?"

"Go away, you are so stupid.

The prefect has always had a good reputation for treating his subordinates well. Do you think there is no one protecting the old staff in the dark? "

"Sir, our people can't contact the king's staff."

"The finishing work should be done cleanly. If someone smells it and finds out something, we will all die."

"Master, we have always been careful."

"careful?
Haha, the officers and soldiers have gone to the mountain over there several times, and they even directly confronted the officers and soldiers. They are afraid of the long journey to death. "

There was gradually no sound in the courtyard, and the candles in the room were extinguished. Several figures flashed past the courtyard wall.

What happened to Yangzhou Prefecture was no longer the concern of Shi Xiaoliu and Xia Yu. They ran to the nearest government office in Yangzhou Prefecture.

After Shi Xiaoliu and Xia Yu separated, they entered a big city in the south.

After he checked into the inn, he looked for an opportunity to inquire about the official reputation of the officials in charge.

People in the city naturally said that the prefect had a clear and fair official record and that he was a promising official.

At night, Shi Xiaoliu changed his clothes and went into the pub to drink.

The drunk man was lying on the dining table and was patted again and again by the waiter in disdain: "Sir, has someone from your family taken you home?"

"No reply, I won't reply."

Shi Xiaoliu passed by the drunk man, and his tavern owner bought a jug of wine.

"Master, your wine is authentic."

The boss glanced at Shi Xiaoliu a few times: "Are you a foreigner?"

Shi Xiaoliu blushed and said, "My family said that when you come to a city, you have to drink a glass of wine in the local tavern and taste all the different things in the world."

“Master, our wine is strong.

Is your servant guarding outside? "

"No, I didn't take them out to learn anything." (End of Chapter)