Nightwatcher Chapter 198: Relics

"You read it to me, I don't understand cursive script." Xu Qi'an pushed back again.

Xu Xinnian's face became stiff, and he looked at him blankly: "If this is the case, why do you want me to write it out?"

Because I am in a bad mood today.......... Xu Qi'an urged: "Don't waste it, let you read it, the elder brother is like a father, my words are useless?"

Xu Xinnian muttered a few times, greeted eldest brother and his family vaguely, then grabbed the rice paper and read it.

"Wait!"

When reading a certain passage, Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped.

He grabbed the rice paper, stared at it, and asked as he watched: "What's the matter with this conversation, what's the follow-up? Is the follow-up gone."

Xu Erlang nodded: "There is no follow-up in the living record, it should have been modified at the beginning. Well, what's wrong with this dialogue?"

He couldn't hide his curiosity and looked at his elder brother. In Xu Erlang's opinion, this conversation was unremarkable, just a conversation between the first emperor and the previous generation of Taoist leaders about cultivation and longevity.

Talking about longevity with Taoist masters is like talking about classics with masters, which is extremely common.

Xu Qi'an didn't answer him, but thought for himself, diverging his thoughts and making associations from this conversation.

Those who have been ordered to heaven since ancient times have not survived. The Taoist method of longevity can solve this limit........

From this sentence, it can be seen that the first emperor knew that those who have added luck cannot live forever.

Longevity is okay, but not longevity.........

The "longevity" mentioned by the predecessor Ren Zong Taoist should mean prolonging one's life. The last half of the sentence is the longevity that Emperor Yuanjing is seeking.

One Qi transforms three Qings, one of the three, or three of the three.........Uh, what does this sentence mean, did the first emperor casually ask, or does it mean something else?

With doubts, Xu Qi'an continued to let the little brother read.

But there are no other suspicious clues.

"Erlang, you have to speed up the progress. Within three days, write down all the contents of the Xiandi's living records for your eldest brother. Remember to keep it secret, and don't let the people in the Imperial Academy find you doing this. We secretly secretly It must not be leaked, otherwise it will cause major difficulties."

Based on the intuition of the old detective, Xu Qi'an believed that Emperor Yuanjing was obsessed with cultivating Taoism, which might have something to do with Emperor Xian.

Actually, the core doubt of this case is very simple. Since the emperor cannot live forever, why did Emperor Yuanjing cultivate the Tao!

Resolve this doubt, everything becomes clear.

Emperor Yuan Jing is not a fool. Even the super-grade saints, the ancestors of Wufu, and Wu Zong cannot live forever. Without certainty, or looking at some kind of hope, Emperor Yuan Jing cannot indulge in Taoism.

"Yeah." Xu Erlang nodded, and then said:

"Recently, I heard something in the court, that there was a war in the north, do you know that brother."

"War in the north?" Xu Qi'an was taken aback.

On that day, he tore the Queen of Zhenbei, taking advantage of auspicious Zhigu's serious injury, and taking advantage of Monk Shenshu Kai Wushuang, deliberately chased out of Chuzhou City, and cut this third-rank barbarian by the official road.

The purpose is to make the northern barbarians greatly injured, and the dragons have no leader. In this way, the barbarian tribes vying for the position of the new leader will be messy for a while.

It is impossible to disturb the northern border.

While the northern barbarian tribe and the demon tribe are linked together, it is impossible for the northern demon tribe to take advantage of the opportunity to cannibalize the barbarian tribe.

"Witch God Sect?!" Xu Qi'an blurted out.

"The witch gods took the opportunity to attack the northern monsters' territories and wanted to invade the monsters' territories. This is bad news for us Dafeng." Xu Erlang said.

"How is the battle?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that the monsters are retreating." Xu Erlang showed a serious look and said: "I heard that the general led by the Witch God Sect is the king of Yasukuni-Xiahou Yushu." /

Who is this..........Xu Qi'an was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly recalled the dossier of the Shanhaiguan battle.

Xiahou Yushu, the king of Yasukuni. In the Shanhaiguan battle 20 years ago, he commanded the Yasukuni army and ran for three days and nights, cutting off Dafeng’s grain and grass supply line on the eve of the decisive battle.

We caught Wei Yuan by surprise. It was also the closest allied forces from all sides were to victory, and they were almost able to rewrite history.

Dafeng spoke highly of the King of Yasukuni, and considered him a handsome talent second only to Wei Yuan, especially in terms of overall planning and overall situation.

On the leadership ability alone, Xiahou Yushu is stronger than Zhenbei King.

The Northeast has a vast territory and sparsely populated land. The three kingdoms are powerful, namely Yasukuni, Kang, and Yan.

All three countries believe in witch gods, and witch **** religion is the state religion of the three northeast countries. There, theocratic power comes first, and the imperial power comes second, which is exactly the same as the hierarchy of the Western Regions.

The three Northeast countries only have two systems, the wizard system and the martial arts system.

"Hey, Wei Gong once said that after the autumn harvest, the Witch God Sect will be attacked. Now, the Witch God Sect has invaded the territories of the northern monsters, and Dafeng is very likely to send troops....this, where is this? It's such a coincidence. I don't believe that Wei Gong can predict the prophet to this point. He must fight the Witch God Sect and he must have other purposes."

Xu Qi'an frowned secretly.

I don't know why, he feels like mountains and rain are coming and blowing all over the building.

.............

Late night, the full moon hangs high.

The cold moonlight is shining in the lush mountain forest, and the night bird flutters its wings and makes a stern cry in the forest.

A blue smoke lingered in the moonlight, passing the forest, passing the mountain peaks, passing the lakes and rivers, and finally reached a cave and got into it.

Passing through the winding tunnel of the cave, after a long time, Qingyan came to a valley in the cave, and the cold moonlight shone from the top, and the valley in the cave was full of bright moon flowers.

Stone blocks build up a high platform, vines entwined on it, and flowers are blooming, forming a "flower platform" together.

The stone chair on the stage is covered with fluffy snow-white fox fur. A beautiful young woman sits languidly, leaning on her head with one hand, smiling and looking at the green returning across the mountains and rivers. Yan.

Qingyan transforms into a woman who is not real enough, with graceful posture and charming temperament, but her face is vague.

"Master, I am back."

The woman gives a gift.

"Six years have passed. You did a good job. I sent you to the capital originally for the sealed artifacts under Sangbo."

The beauty on the stone chair has a soft voice. She bends her legs, and the skirt slides down, revealing two long white python-like legs, smiling and saying:

"I saw you write back, saying that I fell in love with a man, so I didn't urge you to come back. I will tolerate you for half a year, but the worldly love, but now there is still concern over the capital?"

The woman lowered her head and did not answer.

The woman on the stone chair, with a pair of charming foxes winks, squinted and smiled:

"Tsk tusk, the fragrant oiran is famous all over the world, it is really beautiful, have you forgotten your name.........Yeji."

"Ye Ji dare not. Fuxiang is the daughter of a criminal minister. She has already died of illness six years ago. Ye Ji is just a dove occupying the magpie's nest and doing things with her body. Ye Ji will always be loyal to her master."

"If one day, I let you kill Xu Qi'an." The woman on the stone chair looked narrow, but her tone was chilly.

The woman was shocked, Yingying knelt down, and said mournfully: "Shu Yeji can no longer work for her master, please let her master die."

The woman on the stone chair straightened up and giggled and said: "Naughty, you know that I can't kill you. Don't you always want to know what I will do with Xu Qi'an.

"I scattered your nine sisters all over Kyushu that day. I once said that if you can fall in love with the same man, he will be my future husband and wife, the king of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

"Besides you, there is another girl who also falls in love with him."

Ye Ji suddenly raised her head, some surprise and jealous: "Yes, who is it?"

The princess of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom smiled, glamorous, and did not answer Ye Ji's words, but instead said: "You can cultivate here for a while, and I will reshape your body.

"Next, there are new tasks for you to do."

...........

Early morning.

Tianji and Tianshu led his subordinate detectives and rode horses to Baifeng Mountain in the western suburbs.

The huge archway has the words "Qinglong Temple" written on it, and the winding stone steps extend to the depths of the jungle and to the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain.

Leaving a few people to take care of the horses, Tianji and Tianshu climbed up the steps and entered the temple.

After the disciples passed the pass, two spies of Tianzi name met the host of the Qinglong Temple, the monk Panshu.

The old monk's white beard is hanging down to his chest, his eyebrows are kind, he sits cross-legged in the meditation room, and said with a gentle face: "Two adults, what can I do to visit our temple."

Tianji took out a folded portrait from his arms, unfolded it, and said: "Can the host of Panshu know this person?"

The monk's national character face in the portrait, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and rough features is the monk Hengyuan.

"Amitabha."

The Panshu monk folded his hands together and said: "He is Hengyuan, the disciple of the poor monk."

Tianji and Tianshu looked at each other, their eyes flashed, the body of the sky was leaning forward, staring at the Panshu monk: "Can this person be in the temple?"

The Panshu monk shook his head: "This person has been away from the temple for more than two years. That year, Henghui, another disciple of the poor monk, disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. Since then, Hengyuan has gone down the mountain to search for it, but never returned to the temple. .

"Any disciple in the temple can testify about this matter. If an adult does not believe it, he will know it by asking."

Tianji nodded: "You Lao presided over the gathering of disciples."

After questioning the disciples in the temple, after getting a unified answer, Tianji and Tianshu left the temple and walked side by side on the stone steps down the mountain.

Tianji said slowly: "More than two years ago, Henghui of Qinglong Temple eloped with Pingyang County lord and was murdered by Liang Dang. Later, Xu Qi'an pursued the Sangbo case and found out this old history."

Tianshu said with an "um": "The monk in the temple said that Hengyuan was extremely poor in the temple, and he never came back after going down the mountain. He most likely has left the capital."

Tianji pondered for a moment, and said: "The monk in the temple said that this person is nosy. Then, after two years in the capital, he will always leave traces. There will be many people who know him and send people to the outer city. Inquire, remember not to startle the snake."

.............

Xu Mansion, breakfast time.

Lina drinks porridge: tons, tons, tons.

Xiaodou Ding porridge: tons, tons, burps...

Others slowly drank porridge and ate vegetables.

Xu Ershu grinned while stroking the Taiping knife.

My aunt said angrily: "I know I touch the knife all day long, and you sleep well with the knife."

"Okay." Xu Ershu said, looking at his nephew.

"Okay." Xu Qi'an nodded, "Taiping, you should accompany your second uncle more."

My aunt wailed angrily: "None of my uncle and nephew has a good thing."

She turned to look at her son, and said: "Erlang, how are you and that Miss Wang family."

"Why are you talking about this..." Xu Erlang said with some twist.

"Have you not been to the Wang's house, then do we have to invite other girls to come and sit at home? Although my Xu's family is not a scholar, but it is well known, please go and invite her to visit the house. "

My aunt pinches the mother-in-law's fan.

Auntie, if you want to say that, then I have to buy melon seeds in advance..........Xu Qi'an is refreshed.

"This is not ceremonial. I asked her to come to the house. Her name is not right." Xu Erlang pierced his mother's half-hearted level.

"In my name, please invite Miss Wang to come and sit at the mansion, so you can count on it." Xu Lingyue whispered.

Xu Erlang thought for a while and said: "Let's go."

Xu Qi'an followed up: "Then set a time, don't delay it too long, it will last a few days."

When my aunt heard this, she couldn't help looking at her nephew: "What is Da Lang so enthusiastic about."

I'm not enthusiastic, I can't wait to see you being hanged by your future daughter-in-law... Xu Qianxin said that he felt that his boring investigation career finally had some fun.

Next, he looked at Xu Lingyue again.

Is Wang Simu hanging on the future mother-in-law, or the sister-in-law rushing out to fight her sister-in-law and save her mother from crisis?

This is no more interesting than the opera in Goulan.

"My eldest brother, naturally, I have to care about Erlang's marriage. Erlang's marriage is set, so Lingyue's marriage can be put on the agenda." Xu Qi'an said with a serious incident.

Xu Lingyue lowered her head, her beautiful eyes gleamed.

"So too!" My aunt agreed.

After breakfast, Xu Qi'an returned to the room and glanced at Zhong Li who was sitting at the table eating.

The messy black hair is slightly divided, revealing a small cherry mouth, wriggling like a rabbit gnawing on a carrot.

Although he has never seen Zhong Li's front face, the occasional eyes or lips reveal that he is a beauty with quite delicate facial features.

"Go go, I'm going to write a memo."

Xu Qi'an drove her away from the desk.

Zhong Li hugged the bowl and squatted by the bed to continue eating.

"I practiced "intention" this morning, as soon as possible to combine all kinds of unique knowledge in one sword, heaven and earth with one sword + heart sword + lion roar + peace sword, I have a hunch, when I cultivate "intention", I will horizontally and horizontally four products This state.

"I went on a date with Lin'an in the afternoon. I "accidentally" touched Lin'an's waist the day before yesterday. It was so soft."

"I can't stay at home tomorrow. I have to go to sleep with the survivor. I have to take her out to go shopping and go out."

"The day after tomorrow I went to Huaiqing Mansion to meet my high-cold goddess. It was not good to leave her alone. I haven't chatted with her for a long time. Talking freely with a well-learned beauty is a longing thing.

"In the afternoon, I promised Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to listen to the music in Goulan. Jiaofang Division, hey, I will not go to Jiaofang Division."

"The day after tomorrow, I promised Li Miaozhen to buy grain and porridge. This stupid woman, I told her that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people to fish. But the stupid woman said, what can you teach people to fish? It was speechless.

"In the afternoon, take Lina, Caiwei and Xiaodouding to the restaurant to eat..."

"Next, I have to go to sleep with the survivors..."

Up to this point, Xu Qian feels something is wrong.

Huh, where's my business? What about the case I want to investigate?

He wrote at the end of the memo: "Xu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an, you can't hang around with a woman all day long and ignore business affairs."

A few seconds later, he crossed out this sentence and changed it to: "I need a copy of "Master Luo Time Management"."

I finished writing the memo in a melancholy manner, glanced at Zhong Li after eating breakfast, sitting cross-legged on the bed to practice ~ IndoMTL.com~ I thought it was okay to be the fifth sister, and stayed quietly in the fish pond.

Neither be a demon nor delay you from doing business.

At this moment, Lao Zhang, the porter, ran over and said at the door: "Da Lang, someone is looking for you."

Xu Qi'an heard this and responded: "Who?"

"I'm a girl, calling herself Meier."

Mei Er, the fragrant personal maid...Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment, and said: "Tell her to the outer hall, and I will pass."

He put the memo in the book and told Zhong Li: "Don't peek."

Zhong Li nodded obediently.

Leaving the room, passing through the inner courtyard, to the outer hall, he saw Mei Er sitting on the side of the chair with a straight face, her waist upright, and she seemed a little nervous.

There is a small cloth bag on the coffee table at hand.

"Meier."

Xu Qi'an stepped into the inner hall, pressed her hand towards the girl who stood up in a panic, and said softly, "Is there something trouble?"

Different from before, Mei Er's dress is rather plain, with a plain face, far inferior to her flamboyant dress when she was in Yingmei Pavilion.

He speculated that Mei Er might have been bullied at Jiaofang Division.

"Xu Yinluo...No, Mr. Xu."

Mei Er shook her head and said, "I am no longer in Jiaofang Division. Before Lady Fuxiang left, she left part of her savings to me and let me use them to redeem herself. I plan to return to my hometown to serve my parents. Then, Find another honest person to marry."

Damn it, what the **** did the honest people do, why even the other world treats them this way.........Xu Qi'an smiled gently, "So, you came to say goodbye to me?"

It's good to be able to go well, and I hope she is well now.

Meier shook her head again: "Before Lady Fuxiang left, I had a few things to pass to you."

Xu Qi'an's pupils contracted slightly.