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The fire from Laojun Palace burned harder and fiercer, gradually swallowing up the entire Taoist temple. All the Taoists ran to the open space outside the Taoist temple in horror.

At this time, Dengfeng County Magistrate Meng Yannian led more than 100 yamen runners to Songnanguan. Meng Yannian was about thirty years old and was a Jinshi in the first year of Tianshu. He was quite smart and capable.

Zhao Qiuniang found him with Li Zhen's token, which made him embarrassed. On one side was the emperor's decree of immortals, but on the other side was the personal guards sent by the emperor.

In this case, he could only respond by raising high and slight depressing methods. He had a good attitude towards Li Zhen's request, showed great importance to it, and personally led the county's yamen runners to help, but when it comes to specific matters, he had to consider it and then take action.

However, Meng Yannian was deeply grateful at this time that Songnan Temple was engulfed by the fire and Wei Zhenren died in time, which made him lose his worries. His attitude towards cooperation with Li Zhen became more positive.

"Put the fire quickly!"

Meng Yannian rushed to stamp his feet and ordered all his yamen runners to carry water to put out the fire. The square was in chaos, with Taoist priests carrying water, splashing water, shouting and crying.

Zhao Qiuniang took Meng Yannian to find Li Zhen. Meng Yannian said in a deep mood: "We ran all the way, but we were still one step late. Guard Li, I'm sorry, we don't want to face this result!"

His implication is that they have tried their best, and this result has nothing to do with them.

Li Zhen no longer had the intention to blame him for coming late. At this time, he was eager to leave Songshan and return to Luoyang. However, when he accidentally saw a pair of sad and beautiful eyes exposed behind the car window, his anxious mood became much calmer. He could not leave immediately before some things were handled.

Li Zhen stared at the fire that was getting stronger and stronger, shook his head and said to Meng Yannian: "There is no need to save the fire. When it is finished, it will be extinguished by itself. Magistrate Meng County will leave some people to deal with the aftermath!"

Li Zhen said a few more words and turned around and walked towards the carriage. Zhao Qiuniang hurriedly followed him and whispered: "This Taoist temple contains a lot of wealth, and the fire may not be burned. What do you think?"

Li Zhen pondered for a moment and asked back, "What do you mean by elder sister?"

"I want to stay and deal with this matter!" Zhao Qiuniang said frankly.

"But sister only has three people..."

"My apprentices have arrived."

Zhao Qiuniang pointed to the distance, and Li Zhen followed her fingers and saw dozens of steps away, more than 20 young men and women carrying swords stood under the eaves of an incense shop, each with straight waists and cold expressions. Li Zhen found that he did not recognize any of them.

He glanced at Zhao Qiuniang in surprise, but Li Zhen didn't say much, but just smiled and reminded her: "Sister, be careful of the men in black who set fire."

After saying that, he turned around and walked, but after walking two steps, he stopped again and turned to Zhao Qiuniang and said, "There is another young man named Han Yi. His father Han Fude died at the hands of Wei Yaodao, and his family property was also occupied. I promised him that I would like to ask my elder sister to find out his family property and return it to him."

Zhao Qiuniang nodded, "Is there anything else?"

Li Zhen thought about it and said with a smile: "It's gone for the time being, thank you for your hard work in the future."

He looked at Zhao Qiuniang meaningfully, turned around and came to Wang Qingyu's carriage. Wang Qingyu kept staring at him in the carriage. Seeing him coming, he quickly opened the curtain.

"What's the situation now for Brother Ling?" Li Zhen asked with concern.

Wang Qingyu looked back at her brother who was still sleeping and sighed anxiously, "A old Taoist priest came to see him just now. He said that his brother had suffered a severe mental injury and would have to be recuperated for at least half a year before he would gradually recover. Mr. Li, I want to... return to Luoyang immediately."

"This... girl decides for yourself!"

Wang Qingyu bit her lips gently and asked in a low voice: "Will Mr. Li go back with us?"

Li Zhen shook his head, "I have to go to Shaolin Temple again, I'm afraid I can't walk with the girl."

A hint of gloom was floating in Wang Qingyu's beautiful eyes inadvertently. Li Zhen's answer made her feel a little disappointed. She wanted to walk with Li Zhen, but her brother's situation made her very anxious. She could only hide that loss in her heart and nodded silently.

Li Zhen smiled again and said, "Anyway, I'm in Luoyang too. I will come to visit Brother Ling in a few days. We should see you again soon!"

Wang Qingyu's beautiful eyes lit up. She took out a dagger and handed it to Li Zhen, "This is my father's possession. I'll give it to the young master. I hope he will take care of himself!"

Li Zhen took the dagger and saw that the dagger is simple in shape, with a dark outer sheath without any decoration, and is not gorgeous in appearance. It is a world of difference from Jiuzhi's golden gem dagger. However, when Li Zhen gently pulled out a blade, he felt that the air was extremely cold and extremely sharp.

Li Zhen immediately fell in love with this dagger. He inserted the dagger into his leather boots and bowed to Wang Qingyu: "Thank you for giving the knife to me, I hope Miss Wang will take care of you all the way!"

Wang Qingyu smiled sweetly and ordered the escort leader to set off. More than a dozen carriages slowly started and drove towards the county town under the protection of more than twenty guards. Li Zhen silently watched the convoy gradually moving away.

At this time, the county magistrate Meng Yannian slowly walked forward and said to Li Zhen: "Guard Li, I have a few words. I wonder if it is convenient for Guard Li?"

Li Zhen withdrew his mind and smiled: "Please tell me the county magistrate!"

Meng Yannian glanced at the Taoist temple that was completely engulfed by the fire, and lowered his voice and said, "About ten days ago, several convoys transported a large amount of supplies from the Taoist temple. They were all walking at night and heading north through Dengfeng County."

Li Zhen remembered the empty warehouses, felt enlightened, and asked again: "I don't know what items are you lucky?"

"I don't know this, but I can also tell the young master that the people who carry goods are monks with swords. As for which temple they transport to, I don't know."

Li Zhen looked at him, and there was a tacit hint in both of them. They both knew who transported the supplies from the Taoist temple, but... they couldn't say it out.

.........

Five days later, Li Zhen returned to Luoyang. He did not waste time and did not bother to see the polo team he had just formed. The secret found in the Laojun Hall of Songnan Guan was always pressing in his heart like a mountain. He must transfer the secret as soon as possible.

In Shangguan Wan'er's official room, Shangguan Wan'er calmly listened to Li Zhen's detailed report. She lowered her head and paced back and forth in the room. She didn't expect Wei Shifang to be killed. Of course she knew who sent the group of men in black, but... who leaked the news?

The situation in front of her made her feel very passive, how did she explain it to the emperor?

After pondering for a while, she asked, "Why didn't you catch a Taoist priest who knows the inside story and come back? Although Wei Shifang was killed, his disciple should know the secret of the soul-losing technique." Shangguan Wan'er's tone was a little disappointed and a little complained.

Of course, Li Zhen had considered this plan. The only person who knew Wei Shifang's secret was his eldest disciple Bi Xuanzi. Li Zhen later learned that Bi Xuanzi was skilled in oral skills and could imitate all kinds of people's words vividly.

Unfortunately, he died too. When Li Zhen rushed to Yangdan Tower, he saw his body and died with two female Taoist priests.

However, this does not mean that he cannot solve this problem. Li Zhen took out the red gourd from his arms and placed it on the table. "This is the secret of Wei Shifang's soul-losing technique. Bei Zhi tried it in Dengfeng County."

A bright color of surprise flashed in Shangguan Wan'er's eyes, as if a window was opened in a dark room. She grabbed the vermilion gourd and looked at it repeatedly, as if she opened the gourd, a light of fairy flashed. Gradually, her eyes became solemn again, "You mean... have you tried?" She looked at Li Zhen in confusion, but she didn't understand what Li Zhen meant.

Li Zhen took out another scroll and handed it to Shangguan Wan'er, "This is the method of using medicine. Bei Zhi found it from the body of Wei Shifang's apprentice. I have tried it in Dengfeng County. Bei Zhi can also use the soul-losing technique."

Shangguan Wan'er hesitated for a moment and took the scroll, but her eyes were filled with surprise and asked in disbelief: "How do you do?"

"Yes, I will, too!" Li Zhen replied calmly.

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"It is a medicine. When placed in the incense burner, you will soon smell the fragrance and start to feel the spirit dazed. You will feel the portrait in front of you. The deceased relatives appear beside you, and then you will hear the chirping of the cranes, as if you are in a fairyland..."

Li Zhen carefully described the effect of the soul-lossing technique and finally smiled: "Actually, all this is just an illusion. What you see is only a few huge portraits. The key lies in the medicine. This is the secret of the so-called immortal art of Wei Shifang."

Shangguan Wan'er was moved. If Li Zhen could successfully use the soul-losing technique, it would prove that Wei Shifang's immortal art was a scam, at least she could give the priest an explanation.

"How confident are you?"

"About 80% sure. If there is another person who is good at ventriloquy, he can be 90% sure to succeed in the job."

"There is no problem for those who are good at ventriloquism. I will arrange it for you immediately. I plan to arrange for you to perform soul-breaking skills tomorrow afternoon. Is it OK?" Shangguan Wan'er stared at Li Zhen with anticipation.

Li Zhen nodded silently, Shangguan Wan'er's mood suddenly improved. She took two steps and said, "There is also the so-called leather armor you saw in Laojun Hall. I hope you can remain silent. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Sheren means that it is not the time yet?"

As a subordinate, Li Zhen shouldn't ask this, but Shangguan Wan'er had great hope for Li Zhen. She wanted to cultivate Li Zhen into her right-hand man, but she did not show any disgust for Li Zhen's questions. On the contrary, she was full of praise for his ability.

Shangguan Wan'er tried to explain in a gentle tone that was unique to women: "You and I know that Wei Shifang is actually Xue Huaiyi's person. This person has been attracting money for Xue Huaiyi for several years, and the emperor is also very clear about his relationship with Xue Huaiyi.

This time, Wei Shifang was actually beating Xue Huaiyi. He was very dishonest recently and arranged something that made me extremely difficult, and I had to win back this game.

As for privately harboring weapons, it is of course a big deal, but it has to be done step by step. The emperor has not yet gotten rid of this monk Xue, so there is no need to say some unnecessary words."

"I understand!"

Shangguan Wan'er slowly walked up to him, her bright red lips whispering in her ears, "Prepare for tomorrow's magic, you must succeed, I will give you unexpected rewards!"

Her voice slowly became lower, but the luster in her beautiful eyes became more and more hot.
Chapter completed!