"Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know... it could be anyone, it could be a man, it could be a woman, it could be a young person, it could be an old person..."

Master Ji shook his head: "Anyway, anyone can do it."

"My father said that among the princes, although the Seventeenth is the youngest, he is extremely blessed."

"Why?"

"Because he entered the [Eight Scenery Palace] when he was very young and met the [Xuantian Dao Seed]..."

At this point, Master Ji paused slightly: "So you are working as an errand in the Xuantian Pavilion, so you should be careful..."

"Wang Yulou has become Lao Shiqi's confidant. If you don't keep it together, you will be tripped up."

"What? Do they have a good relationship as brothers?"

"That's not true... but who asked you to kill someone from the Wang family?" Master Ji said calmly: "Even if a dog from the Wang family dies, someone will have to accompany it, let alone a human being?"

As he spoke, Master Ji slowly stood up and walked to the desk.

"Of course, you don't have to be afraid...if they dare to touch you, I will settle the old and new accounts together."

"Hehe, I'm just afraid they won't touch me." Li Mo sneered.

"Hahaha, you shameless bastard."

Master Ji laughed, took out his pen and ink, and spread out a piece of peach blossom paper.

"I heard that your father came to Beijing?" Li Mo suddenly asked, changing the subject.

"Well, it's been a month since I arrived in Beijing, and it's really strange that I haven't been summoned by the palace for a long time."

Master Ji just picked up the pen, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but frown.

According to the usual practice, King Zhennan's visit to the capital was a major event in the palace, and Emperor Qian would summon him as soon as possible. It has been more than a month now, but there has been no decree from the palace, which is really abnormal.

"I'll introduce you to him when I get the chance... Our old man hasn't been to the capital for eighteen years," Master Ji sighed.

As far as he knew, the last time King Zhennan was in Beijing was eighteen years ago when the capital was hit by a fire. Since then, this powerful leader has never left this important southeastern town.

"That's fine." Li Mo nodded. He was also quite curious about this rumored to be the only king with a different surname in Daqian.

"I have a free time at the end of the year. There is nothing going on around me. You can call me anytime."

"Leisure?"

Master Ji smiled: "You have been in Xuantian Pavilion for so long, don't you know that at the end of the year, your Hongmen is the busiest?"

"Huh!? Why is this?" Li Mo was stunned.

"At the end of the year, the results of each yamen for the year have to be revealed... This is related to next year's financial expenses..." Master Ji grinned.

"Do you know...how much money does your Hongmen burn through the imperial court every year?"

"With such a reputation outside, if we don't make some achievements by the end of the year... can Hongmen remain standing for so many years without falling?"

"You mean..." Li Mo was moved.

"You Hongmen have a thick stack of lists in your hands, just waiting to slaughter the fat sheep at the end of every year..."

After the words fell, Li Mo couldn't help but look surprised.

This method is so familiar, just like many places where people spend money to buy love. The prosperity on weekdays is for the harvest at the end of the year, and the harvest at the end of the year is for the positive and brilliant political achievements.

I am raising you not so that you can escape justice, but so that you can be qualified to become my ascension stone.

"Justice will be late, but it will never be absent." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

"Hongmen has been dealing with Guixu for so many years... you don't really think it's just a fat yamen, do you?"

Master Ji smiled and picked up the pen and splashed ink on the peach blossom paper.

"Look, the day when you meet the Guixu demon is not far away."

"This is a good opportunity to move up."

Li Mo thought for a moment, stood up, and walked to Master Ji.

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"Last night, I went on a night trip to Changming Lake with the daughter of the Hua family. I occasionally felt something and expressed my feelings..." Master Ji concentrated on it without raising his head.

Li Mo looked over and saw two lines of small characters written on the peach blossom paper:

The lake is under the moon, and the moon is inside the lake.

You are below and I am within you.

The signature is "The moonlight night connects people".

"this……"

"Someone... give the daughter of the Hua family a piece of gold."

As he spoke, Master Ji put the peach blossom letter into the sachet and handed it to the boy next to him.

"The scum of the world."

Li Mo clicked his tongue, stood up and walked out the door.

"Why are you leaving? Stay for a meal...call Lao Feng...the old wine that has just been released from the cellar..."

"Eat your dad...I'll have someone bring me a thousand kilograms of beast gold charcoal later."

Li Mo opened the door, and the wind and snow poured into the door. The sky outside was covered with heavy snow, and the sky was white with frost.

…

Eastern suburbs of Beijing.

In the cold winter in the mountains, even those unnoticed graves are covered with snow. At first glance, they look like white steamed buns that have just been released from the cage.

At this moment, a towering tree turned into a dead tree in the biting wind and snow, its branches and leaves spread out, with a green luster, and the snowflakes falling all over the sky could not even touch it, and it was full of vitality.

Even the temperature around the big tree is warm and humid, and there are even insects and ants busy in the loose soil.

Buzz…

Under the towering tree, a bald young man sat cross-legged and meditated. It was Wang Jiu.

The clothes made a hunting sound, and the bulging air waves glowed with a faint golden color, causing the dead leaves of the trees behind him to fall one after another and sprout new green buds.

The little fox lay beside him and looked up lazily.

In this cold winter, only when Wang Jiu is practicing, the surroundings are the warmest.

Therefore, among the group of monsters and ghosts at the foot of the mountain, the little fox would rather practice with Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu has practiced the [Longevity Wuji Kung Fu]. Every time he performs the kung fu, vitality suddenly appears, and yin and yang circulate harmoniously. It seems to be the wonder of endless creation. Even in this cold winter, dead trees can be revived by spring, and the warmth can return to the cold.

Rumble…

At this moment, a deafening sound came from Wang Jiu's body, like spring thunder vibrating, and vitality bursting out.

Cracks appeared on the surrounding ground and spread continuously.

"Has it entered a foreign land?"

The little fox raised his neck and stared at Wang Jiu with a strange expression.

It has heard that whether it is a human being or a demon or a ghost, if one walks through a path that no one has ever walked before, he or she will experience strange phenomena, such as entering a foreign land. Although they are within heaven and earth, they are outside the law.

wonderful.

At this moment, the golden air around Wang Jiu became increasingly dim, but there seemed to be a powerful mysterious light in his body, with five colors corresponding to the five internal organs.

His five internal organs seemed to have entered another level, which was more mysterious than the return of the five internal organs of humans [Living in the Miao Realm].

It is not only the transformation and strengthening of the internal organs, but also contains spiritual consciousness, a cave, and the sound of chanting can even be heard faintly.

Rumble…

Suddenly, all the visions disappeared.

Wang Jiu slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a lot of energy in his deep eyes, which was fleeting.

He took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented calmness.

"Did you break through?"

The little fox came closer and couldn't help but said.

"Hehe, I gained something." Wang Jiu grinned and said nothing.

"What kind of skills have you practiced? It's so special? The trees are alive..."

The little fox looked at the big tree with spreading branches and leaves, which looked very different in this cold winter. Without Wang Jiu's blessing, the big tree gradually became dim.

"The health-preserving exercises... are of no use, they just keep you healthy for a longer period of time." Wang Jiu said with a smile.

The little fox rolled his eyes: "Everyone in our family says that living too long may not be a good thing."

"That's not necessarily true. Everyone in the world says that gods are good, just because gods never grow old... When I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will build a mountain and call it..."
To be continued...