Dao Fruit

"Did Song Nu send you here? He is really impatient. Are you afraid that I will run away? I am not a wild beast, where can I run away?"

Glancing at the coachman, Qiu Yan noticed a hint of demonic aura and knew that this man was transformed into a demon, but without saying anything more, he turned his eyes and glanced at the carriage.

The carriage was in dilapidated condition, with specks of dust on the shed and several holes, and many spider webs could be seen between the wheels and axles.

Qiu Yan laughed dumbly and said, "It's really hard for Master Song. I don't know where I found this carriage."

As soon as he said this, the coachman's expression suddenly changed and he looked ashamed.

Qiu Yan shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, Song Nu is a beast after all. He only has such a small amount of courage. I don't care about him. Just following such a person has no future at all. I am riding in such a dilapidated carriage. It’s humiliating, but you’re driving a car in front of me, and you’re not alone in the dust. Just walking on the street, you’re being talked about. Forget it, let me make the decision. Let’s go to the car dealership and hire another car.”

He spoke in an understatement, as if he didn't take Song Nu to heart at all, but he did not leave after speaking. Instead, he calmly returned to the house, sorted it out, and took out a package.

When the driver saw this, he neither stopped nor dared to follow him. It wasn't until Qiu Yan was far away that he was afraid of missing something, so he hurriedly followed him.

Not long after, Qiu Yan hired a carriage from the Yuanning Car Shop, but the car dealer did not agree to let other drivers drive it, so Qiu Yan hired a guide and set off on the road.

After the carriage had gone far, two figures emerged from the corner, looked at each other, and then left the city, running towards the south as fast as flying.

These two people were Song Nu's spies who stayed in Yuanning. When Qiu Yan was on the road, one went to monitor along the way, while the other wanted to go back and report.

After the two went there, a man walked out of a house next to the city gate, but he was a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest first looked in the direction where the two people left, shook his head, turned his hand, and found an extra talisman. He flicked it again, and the talisman ignited spontaneously, and a breeze blew, wrapping the Taoist priest's whole body, breaking through the air. And go.

………………

Not long after, a visitor came to the alley where the Liu family’s old courtyard was located.

This man was well-dressed and had a beard. As soon as he entered the alley, he went straight to the Liu family's old house. When he got to the door, he knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time.

"What's going on? Why is Mr. Qiu so slow to open the door?"

This person was none other than Mr. Sun, the prefect's criminal name. He knocked on the door for a long time, but found no movement. However, he surprised the neighbors and told them the reason.

"Being picked up?"

Mr. Sun listened and asked about the origin of the carriage. How could several neighbors answer it? In the end, he could only sigh: "Why is it so difficult to find calligraphy treasures?"

It turns out that Mr. Sun only memorized Qiu Yan's handwriting. During this Taoist test, he also saw the test paper and found that Qiu Yan's handwriting had improved a lot and seemed to have charm. It was just that as a magistrate, he wanted to avoid suspicion. I didn't come to the door. I finally waited until the re-examination was over and rushed over as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

"Could this be fate? Good things come in vain?"

After thinking about it, Mr. Sun had no choice but to shake his head and leave.

………………

Qingchang County, Song Mansion.

"Master, are we going too far in doing this? That Qiu Sheng is a person who has caught the eye of the king. You deliberately offend him. If that person really becomes the consort, then..."

In front of Song Nu's seat, a confidant was carefully organizing his words.

What this confidant said was that Song Nu sent a dilapidated carriage to pick up Qiu Yan in order to insult him.

After hearing this, Song Nu shook his head and said: "Can he be a prince-in-law? You are overthinking it. But if he is a new talent, if he is really capable, how can he get the fame today? Not to mention the people gathered in Wuxin City Those talented people, even those who are unwilling to leave, are better than him! What's more, what the king really likes is the little prince of the swamp people..."

As he was talking, someone made a voice outside, saying that he wanted to come in and report.

"I sent someone back," Song Nu laughed and ordered the person to come in, "I really want to know what Qiu Yan's expression was like when he saw the car, and whether he can still be arrogant!"

However, his smile froze on his face after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"What are you talking about? He said I was narrow-minded? He went to hire a car by himself? Niu Meng didn't stop him! Trash!"

After understanding what happened, Song Nu's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. In anger, he smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground and smashed it to pieces!

The powerful demonic energy on his body fluctuated, as if it might burst out at any time.

Everyone else in the room looked fearful and cautious.

"Qiu Yan! Qiu Yan! This scholar is too arrogant! Go! Send a few more people to monitor outside Liu's house. Don't relax for a moment. When the news comes from Wuxin City, take action immediately!"

"yes!"

Knowing that Song Nu was angry, others dared to persuade him and took orders to retreat.

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Time passed, and in a blink of an eye it was getting late.

"Brother Niu, it's getting late. Let's rest here tonight."

The carriage Qiu Yan was riding in happened to pass through a small town. He said something, and the coachman Niu Meng listened, but shook his head and said: "The master said that we should rush to Wuxin City as soon as possible. Mr. Qiu, I know that you are not an ordinary person. It won't be a big deal if you travel all night, so why bother..."

Qiu Yan interrupted: "You and I have no problem, but Guide Zhang can't bear it." He pointed to the guide sitting next to Niu Meng.

This guide was sent by the car dealership. He was called a guide, but in fact he was the person guarding the car.

Hearing what Qiu Yan said, Niu Meng had no choice but to agree. The car turned into the town and finally entered an inn.

As soon as he entered the inn, Qiu Yan saw a statue of a god in the most conspicuous place in the hall. It was a statue of a man in a gray robe, with hair like fire, and a stove under his feet.

The statue of the stove god.

"I didn't expect that the name of the god spread so quickly. In this town that is already a distance away from Yuanning, someone actually put up a statue of the god. But the incense in this store is not very strong. It should be just a casual act."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan asked for three rooms and the three of them moved in separately.

Late at night, a black shadow flashed through the window of Qiu Yan's room. Qiu Yan jumped out from inside, turned his body, jumped up, and flipped over, landing on the roof.

On the roof, in the faint moonlight, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. He was a Taoist priest, who looked no more than 30 years old. He had a faint aura, and seemed introverted and hidden. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would be able to find it.

"Master Taoist, why are you following me all the way?" Qiu Yan asked the Taoist priest without saying anything when he saw him.

The Taoist priest had been sitting in meditation with his eyes closed. After hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes and asked in a calm tone: "How did you find me?" While speaking, he raised his hand and tore off a talisman on his body. Suddenly, the introverted state was broken, and vitality and aura spread.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for the Taoist priest to ask back like this," Qiu Yan didn't answer, but just said, "You followed me all the way, there must be an explanation, right?"

If it was just Qiu Yan's scholar clone, of course it would be difficult to detect someone following, but this inn has set up a statue of the Kitchen God, and naturally there is a domain of law accompanying it, covering the house. Anyone who is contaminated by the domain of law, even if they can hide their breath, will reveal clues and be known by the original deity. Once the original deity knows, the clone will naturally know.

The Taoist priest shook his head, stood up calmly, and said: "I am Chen Yan, the Taoist who subdues demons. I have only one purpose in following you..."

"Kill demons and defend the way!"

"Kill demons?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, "I wonder which demon you want to get rid of?"

As he spoke, four bookshelves came out of the soul cave of the living soul one after another, surrounding the soul, and Qiu Yan's whole spirit and energy gathered.

A faint smell of the underworld drifted away.