Dao Fruit

Qiu Yan's Fate Dao cultivation has already mastered the flesh, blood and muscles. His light and dark energies move according to his heart, and his six senses are sensitive. As long as someone looks at him, his skin will react to the gaze.

Now, the back of his neck felt cold, his pores were naturally closed, chills suddenly appeared, and there was haze and pressure in his heart. It was obvious that he was being stared at by an extraordinary person. However, Qiu Yanyou looked around and scanned the trees and jungles, but there was nothing. I saw half a human figure, and even if I listened carefully, I couldn't catch any movement. It seemed like it was just an illusion.

However, this only made him wary.

"My strength is now penetrated throughout my body, and my perception is sensitive. Although I can't see ghosts with my eyes, I am so meticulous that I can clearly see a stone a hundred feet away. However, it is difficult to find any clues at the moment, which means that this person is either very far away. Either way, it’s hard to find. We’ve just settled Chen Qichang, and there are still a lot of trivial matters that shouldn’t be complicated.”

Although the sheep demon Chen Qichang was refined into a blood elixir by the Kitchen God's fire, it was not the end. He had extraordinary cultivation and must have subordinates. Once his subordinates realized what happened to the sheep demon and revealed it, Qiu Yan would be in danger of being exposed.

He moved back to Qingchang from Yuanning City in order to reduce trouble and allow the Liu family to settle down, but he didn't expect that the divine way in Qingchang City has declined, monsters are causing trouble, and there are no taboos!

These things were accidents, and no one could have predicted them beforehand. Now, the possible sequelae caused by the sheep demon's beheading are beyond Qiu Yan's control.

"However, in a life-and-death confrontation, life and death, there can be no hesitation. If I hesitate because I am thinking about the consequences, I will be killed directly. As for the future, I can only try my best to solve it. It is also a kind of training. If it doesn't work, I will continue. move……"

It would be okay if Qiu Yan was the only one, but with the Liu family, he had to be more cautious. These are all connected with cause and effect.

Thinking in his heart that he couldn't find the person who was observing him, Qiu Yan stopped staying, took a step forward, and disappeared deep into the forest in a blink of an eye.

………………

Beyond the woods, on the road.

A group of people was marching slowly, the road was dusty, and the entire convoy looked dusty.

At the head of the team was a large carriage, the curtains of which were lifted, revealing an old face.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

There was a voice in the car, a slightly deep and steady man's voice.

The old man lowered the curtains, turned around and looked back: "I'm looking at people."

This is an old man who is over sixty years old. He has a long beard and almost snow-white hair. He is tied with a beam. He is thin but has a big frame. He is holding up his dark clothes. He is holding a book in his hand and is sitting cross-legged in the car. Yuan Ting Yue Zhi , like a majestic mountain, no matter how bumpy the carriages and horses are, it still remains motionless.

"Oh? I wonder what kind of person he is that can attract the teacher's attention."

The person who said this was a Confucian scholar who was about thirty years old. He was wearing a green shirt, simple attire, and an ordinary face. However, his eyes were like stars. Upon closer inspection, they gave people a dazzling feeling. He had his legs crossed. Sitting, he placed a long sword across his knees and raised his hands as if playing the piano.

There were several small bookshelves placed around the old man and the young man, filled with books. The entire carriage was like a small study room.

The old man raised his head slightly and opened his drooped eyelids slightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

"Perhaps you will be able to meet this person soon."

After the words fell, the car stopped for a moment, and then someone outside said: "Old Xiangguo, Mr. Shen, Qingchang City is about to arrive. The county magistrate has received the news and is bringing people to greet him. The young man is carrying a heavy burden. I have to go to the city first to deliver the obituary, so I came here to say goodbye."

After hearing this, the old man frowned: "How can I, a common man now, ask the imperial officials to come out to greet me?" He turned to the young man and said, "Let Wang Wen tell the Qingchang County Magistrate not to mobilize the troops, ahem..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his own cough.

Although the words were not high-pitched, they had a convincing flavor. As soon as they were spoken, it seemed like they had become the decree and policy of the imperial court.

The young man didn't say anything. He stood up and left. When he saw the messenger who was speaking outside the car, he bowed his hands and saluted, then turned and went to the end of the line.

At this time, the old man's voice came from the car again, but he was apologizing to the messenger. The messenger immediately looked flattered and waved his hands repeatedly.

After a while, the messenger returned to the convoy, got on his horse, and quickly drove away. Shortly after he left, another person left on horseback and galloped towards Qingchang County.

The convoy moved slowly and took nearly an hour to reach the county seat.

Beside the city gate, Qingchang County Magistrate Dong Qiu was waiting quietly with a group of people. He was about to welcome him with great fanfare, but received news on the way and took the people back. However, he did not dare to sit down in the county government office, otherwise the news would spread. If he goes out and accuses him of being disrespectful, he will never be able to get ahead in the future.

The motorcade stopped, and the old man in the large carriage came out.

"My lower official, Dong Qiu, has met Mr. Ma, Prime Minister." As soon as the county magistrate Dong Qiu saw the person, he immediately stepped forward to salute, and everyone behind him also followed suit, saluting one after another. The greetings were loud but uneven.

The old man shook his head and said calmly: "I am no longer a prime minister, so you are no longer a junior official."

Dong Qiu was shocked when he heard this, and quickly apologized. The old man came in a hurry. He had just received the news and had no time to prepare.

………………

"Who is that old guy? Why is it that when the county master sees him, he is like a mouse seeing a cat?"

In the distance, at a street corner in the city, several government officials looked at the scene in front of the city gate, and someone couldn't help but ask.

"It's normal that you don't know about this." One of them smiled and showed a smug look on his face.

Someone next to him knew what was going on and quickly asked: "Old Li, you and the master are related by marriage, so you are the most informed. Tell me quickly."

"Brothers, of course I won't hide it from you. In fact, I just got the news. This old man is a high-ranking official in the court! The kind that can often see the emperor! Is it high enough?"

"Wow! Such a high-ranking official? He can see the emperor. He must be a high-ranking official with connections. His annual salary is probably enough to fill the entire county government office. Hey? How could such a high-ranking official come to our remote countryside?"

Old Li said again: "I heard that he offended the emperor because of something, and the emperor was so angry that he sent him here!"

"It turned out to be a criminal official, so what's there to be afraid of? Why did the county magistrate act like that?"

Old Li shook his head: "You know shit! Such an official is in the emperor's heart, and he has ups and downs. It's a common thing. It's said to be exiled. Who dares to make things difficult for them when they get to the place? Maybe they suffer here today and go back to enjoy themselves tomorrow. How can our county magistrate not provide for them well? Who knows when they will return to the court and let the county magistrate ascend to heaven with just one word! "

"That makes sense!"

"It's worthy of Brother Li."

They were still talking when someone suddenly ran over from the street behind them. The man was panting and also wearing yamen clothes. When he came up, he didn't even bother to catch his breath and hurriedly said, "Brothers, go back quickly. The master is looking for you. The copy has been written and the notice will be posted all over the city!"

"Post the notice? What notice?"

"The emperor... The emperor has passed away!"

"What!"

...

The few people who exclaimed didn't notice that a figure was standing at the corner of the street not far away -

This person was Qiu Yan.

He looked at the movement at the city gate and listened to the conversation of the yamen runners, thinking.

"High official? Could it be that you are the loser in the power struggle after the new emperor ascended the throne? Why did you come to Qingchang County by such a coincidence?"