Dao Fruit

Half an hour later, a man in ordinary clothes walked out of the back door of Pan's mansion.

He had an ordinary appearance. When he walked out, he first looked around a few times, then hurriedly walked into the street, blended into the crowd on the street, and soon disappeared.

In the lobby of Pan's mansion, Pan Xiang was still sitting, and a burly servant named Wu Gang stood beside him, reminding him with a worried look: "Sir, the swamp people are ambitious and have such a big appetite. Cooperating with such people is like seeking the skin of a tiger."

"Yes," Pan Xiang nodded, but his expression was relaxed, "However, as long as the swamp people such as Biao Xin have something to ask for, they can be used by me. Even if I give up a few villages or even one or two counties, it is nothing."

Wu Gang was still worried: "I'm afraid I'll make things worse."

Pan Xiang said: "As long as our ambitions can be achieved, some sacrifices are inevitable. , the mobilization of the garrison troops this time is actually just bait, the real killer is the thousands of elite soldiers of the Yongping Army. No one would have thought that the governor of the Yongping Army, who is as famous as the Wuxin Army, has long become my colleague! "

As he said, he stood up from his seat, patted his clothes, and showed excitement: "After the swamp people looted, they will definitely relax. At that time, I will lead the army to charge and kill. Their route is in my control. In this way, I will definitely achieve unprecedented achievements! In the future, historians may count me as a Confucian general and pass it down through the ages!"

As he spoke, the second young master of the Pan Mansion became more and more excited.

"Didn't the officials and gentry of Yuanning Prefecture say that the swamp people are difficult to tame? When I repel the enemy and accumulate prestige and people's wishes, I will be able to accomplish great things and sweep Jiannan in one fell swoop. At that time, I will see what expressions those scattered officials will have. Moreover, after this incident, my achievements are enough to surpass Li Qi, and I will be able to speak in front of the prime minister in the future. "

Suddenly. He thought of something else: "By the way, bring me paper and pen. I want to write a letter to Marshal Zhang Jie."

"Yes." Wu Gang obeyed the order and left.

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"So that's it. Pan Xiang has another plan. The so-called mobilization of garrison soldiers is actually a part of the plan. Even the swamp man Biao Xin is connected with him. But this person is also bold. He seems to cooperate with Biao Xin, but he wants to harm him behind his back. But this is no wonder. Colluding with foreign races is a big crime. If someone makes a fuss about this, his career will be cut off in an instant. But if he turns the tables, he will be invincible in the future."

In the wing room of Pan's mansion, Qiu Yan was reminiscing with his aunt Liu while receiving information from the main hall.

Just now. When he mentioned the mobilization of garrison soldiers to Pan Xiang, he noticed that the other party's emotional fluctuations had changed significantly, and the mood of seeking stability suddenly changed. He couldn't help but feel suspicious. It happened that the kitchen of Pan's mansion also invited the stove god statue, so he used it to transmit his divine thoughts and attached it to the smoke. Detect the movement in the hall.

The Zaogong statue can only collect and detect the surrounding scenes on weekdays, but if the deity focuses on one place. It can expand the range of perception.

But this exploration surprised Qiu Yan. Pan Xiang actually had contact with the Swamp People's spies and made a lot of agreements.

"The more people seek stability, the more surprising they will be once they plan to take risks! But Pan Xiang is also fully prepared. The right time, right place and right people have gathered together. Maybe he can really hit the Swamp People's coalition hard, create stability in the southern border, and benefit the people. When his prestige rises, he will implement new laws, and no one will dare to oppose it, huh?"

While thinking in his mind, Qiu Yan was suddenly stunned, his eyes showed surprise, and then he said a few words to his aunt and said goodbye.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Liu was reluctant to leave.

"I suddenly remembered something else, so I'll come to visit my aunt another day," Qiu Yan smiled when she saw Liu's disappointment, "I have promised to write a piece of calligraphy for the Pan Mansion, and I will come again in a few days. Besides, the Pan Mansion has a rich collection of books, and I want to go in and take a look at it then."

"I already know that your calligraphy is good," Liu smiled when she heard Qiu Yan's answer, "The storytellers have made up stories about the Wuxin City Literary Meeting and spread them everywhere, praising you for your good calligraphy and your knowledge of the people's sufferings, and saying that you are a talented person."

"These are all rumors," Qiu Yan shook his head, "but I left suddenly this time, and my aunt needs to explain to the second young master Pan afterwards."

Liu nodded, "That's right."

After explaining a few words, Qiu Yan got up and left. The servants along the way remembered Pan Xiang's instructions and tried to keep him, but they couldn't hold Qiu Yan down by force, so they had to let him go.

As soon as he left Pan's house, Qiu Yan moved his feet and blended into the crowd. After several turns, he raised his hand and made a seal, blending into the crowd with divine power, and a burst of light and shadows broke out, confusing the two people following behind him.

"Pan's house has indeed arranged people to follow behind."

This set of seals was a method he found from Tang Lai's memory when he controlled his inner demon to attack him. It was called "Liu Guang Jue", which could create illusions by the way of water. It was mysterious. Although it was slightly left with traces when it was performed with divine power, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Then, with a change of mind, Qiu Yan's body was full of divine power, distorting the light, creating a fake body shadow on the street not far away, leading the other pursuers astray.

"These people have been following closely since I walked out of Zhang's house. I don't know whose men they are."

After getting rid of the pursuers, Qiu Yan was still bathed in divine power, identified the direction, and walked quickly. Under the cover of divine power, no one along the way could find his figure, and at most they felt a gust of wind blowing by his side.

After running all the way through the busy city, he came to a secluded place.

This place is located next to the city wall, surrounded by low-rise bungalows that have been in disrepair for a long time.

Snap!

Qiu Yan stopped and operated the spiritual eye technique with his eyes, and his soul power surged.

In the field of vision, the scene changed, and a transparent wall appeared——

In front of him, there was an invisible barrier.

"It's here that I planted spiritual thoughts on the body of the swamp man spy, and it was here that he was isolated. However, this barrier blocks the outside world and also isolates the inside. It is also difficult for the people inside to detect the subtle changes outside."

After the thought fell, a thin smoke drifted over from the ground not far away, turned into spiritual thoughts, and merged into the divine power on Qiu Yan's body. Then, the black hole in his soul trembled slightly, seeping out a faint black mist, which was filled with negative energy. mood.

As soon as this black mist appeared in his soul, Qiu Yan felt distracted thoughts and his heart was agitated. He had to change his thoughts and let the memory of the article flow out, in order to suppress the restlessness.

"Sure enough, the clones are only connected by consciousness, and they are not immune to each other's magical powers."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan took a breath, and black mist floated out of his mouth.

This black mist is a part of the inner demon's clone, which was split and passed through the black hole in the inner demon.

The black mist floated slowly, gradually approaching the barrier, and Qiu Yan swayed and hid in the yard beside him, observing quietly as the breath-holding talisman and seal emerged, hiding his figure.

Previously, a Marshman spy was negotiating with Pan Xiang in Pan's Mansion, and was noticed by Qiu Yan. He attached a spiritual thought to the other party and wanted to find out. Unexpectedly, when he arrived here, his spiritual thought was excluded by this barrier. Had to use other means.

As the inner demon smoke drifted, it successfully passed through the barrier and penetrated deep into it.

The inner demon is intangible and does not even contain aura. It is just an emotional thought that must always be attached to something. Therefore, it cannot be far away from living beings, so Qiu Yan has to get close to this place before displaying it.

This is this black mist, which is slightly rare to begin with, but following the emotional fluctuations and spiritual light emitted when thinking about life, it can accurately locate the opponent's position. However, it drifts along, becoming thinner and thinner, and gradually has a tendency to scatter. At this time, a wave of waves suddenly came from the front, accompanied by human voices.

"Oh? The new capital commander has agreed to the clan leader's request?" This was a hoarse voice, low and majestic.

Immediately, a young voice responded: "Report to the Grand Master, Pan Xiangyin has come down?"

Amid the inner demons, Qiu Yan's consciousness immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was none other than the Swamp spy who was negotiating with Pan Zhi.

"It seems that this is a stronghold of the Swamp people. Who is this person called the Great National Master? The Swamp People are not unified, so where can the National Master come from? Let alone the Great National Master."

It is worth mentioning that a large part of the reason why this person dared to go to the Pan Mansion to negotiate was because he was not a native of the Marsh, but a descendant of the Central Plains Miao.

After hearing the report, the old voice said again: "All of them have been answered? Huh! It's true that they have bad intentions. If you have a little understanding of some of the things we mentioned, you will know how harsh they are, but Pan Xiang , actually agreed easily, obviously only looking at the surface, being perfunctory, and not intending to cooperate sincerely. "

The swamp man spy quickly replied: "The great master is wise!"

"It's hard to say whether he is wise or not, but for a little guy like Pan Xiang, he wants to take advantage of us. He is too naive. Little does he know that in the end he will lose his wife and his troops!"

After saying these words, the black mist of inner demons, which was so thin that it was almost invisible, passed through a window and entered a room.

The scene in the house suddenly became clear.

There are four people in this room. The one standing in the center is the spy from before. The other three are sitting. The one who speaks is a man with half of his shoulders bare and a string of Buddhist beads on his neck. Her hair is short and stiff, with straight roots. She looks old, but her body is full of energy.

Next to Fan Monk, stood a man in fine clothes, also with half of his shoulders exposed, but with an arrogant expression. There was a silk scarf on his forehead, and an emerald the size of a fingernail hung between his forehead.

"It's actually a Fan! One of them seems to be a monk. Nowadays, in Da Rui, at least in Jiannan Road, there is no Buddhist path. Could it be..."

As soon as he saw the two dressed up, Qiu Yan recognized the origin of the other person.

The last person, however, was dressed in standard swamp style, with colorful clothes and many small ornaments. After listening to the monk's words, this person smiled and said, "Since the Great Master has anticipated this, he also hopes to help my family gain trust." Your Majesty, my long-cherished wish has come true.”

After hearing this, Qiu Yan's heart suddenly brightened.

"Good guy! That Baoxin is really incredible. He managed to win over other swamp people tribes to form a coalition, and even united with the Fan people behind the scenes! He even had contact with Pan Xiang, the commander of the capital! This kind of skill is definitely not trivial. ! Moreover, according to this statement, Master Pan is probably going to be plotted!"

Qiu Yan was still thinking, then he saw the monk who was about to speak suddenly moved, roared, and made a loud noise——

"Who is peeping!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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