Seeing the two of them away, Li Buzhuo looked at the new servant who was arranged by the store office to take away the remaining soup, returned to the house, and gently wiped the sword of the cicada with tanned deer skin.

I finally managed Yuan Xiong and Sun Chongde, but I had to manage the Thirteenth Office well. The situation at the moment is not an easy task. There have been rumors that many forces gathered in the Hedong area, as if it was for the inheritance left by Wu Wudi, the national treasures, or the "Huangji Jingshi Book" which has been circulated in countless versions.

"Wu Wudi..." Suddenly remembered the statue of Wu Wudi found in the secret room after killing the red-clothed fire-transmitter in Qingkou Lane. Li Buzhuo was quite moved. The former Pilgrimage's priest unified the world for eight hundred years and was invincible. Who doesn't want the inheritance he left behind?

But when the thought moved, Li Buzhuo shook his head on his own. Although his soul had entered the realm of a master and had a position as a Qianhu, he did not dare to mess with that tank of muddy water. He found that note, together with twenty elite soldiers, was killed by a sect-level Yanshi human figure, and this matter was enough to alert people. Regarding the remnants of the previous dynasty, if you can not provoke it, you will not provoke it. The sky fell from someone to bear it. At worst, you can be punished. It is better to be punished than to lose your life if you show off your strength.

After rubbing the sword, Li Buzhuo put Jingchua into the sword scripture. In fact, there is no air inside the sword scripture. It is a small world. The sword weapon can cultivate spirituality and naturally there will be no rust. The reason why he rubs the sword is just to calm down. However, the blood sandalwood must always use his soul to communicate with it, so that it can be more in line with it.

Luo Huanjun walked in. It was a bit cold. She was wearing a red arrow sleeve and a small silver rat-skin jacket. She said to Li Buzhuo: "You're very tired."

Li Buzhuo rolled up the painting sword script and glanced at Luo Huanjun. Luo Huanjun continued to smile and said, "In addition to practicing, you also have to deal with subordinates."

Why did this woman look like she is a day, and after just a few days, she looks understanding? Li Buzhuo was surprised and coughed dryly: "Fortunately, these matters are not too troublesome. After all, although avoiding the world is conducive to meditation, if you do not enter the world, you will have no way to obtain resources, connections and methods, and you will not be able to escape. Fortunately, after refining Qi, your energy is much more than that of ordinary people, and you can handle some mundane affairs."

Luo Huanjun said: "It will be difficult to be detached from the worldly affairs. Anyway, there is nothing important at the moment, so it is better to go out for a walk. I heard Sanjin say that there will be a temple fair in Bailong Temple before the Lantern Festival in half a month."

Why is this similar to what she said when she was guarding the stone wall of Lishan Mountain? Could it be that she has restored some memories? If she learned these days, she would learn things too quickly. She would not let go of her dreams and would not give in... Li Buzhuo paused and nodded, "Go and take a look at it when the time comes."

After Luo Huanjun left, Li Buzhuo closed his eyes and rested for a moment, and closed the door of the study.

He took out the Tingchao Stone Inkstone, but did not release water. He just gently pushed the ink into the inkstone with inkstone, and then grinded out the ink that smelled fragrant and awakened. Then, he spread out the paper, thoughts moved, closed his eyes, and his soul had already escaped into the sword.

Blood Sandalwood flew from the sword script toward the inkstone. When it approached, it stopped instantly without weight, and the tip of the sword pointed towards thick ink.

Li Buzhuo carefully controlled his soul, sucked a ball of ink, wrapped it on the tip of the sword, condensed but did not dissipate, and controlled the blood sandalwood to hover onto the paper. What appeared in his mind was the appearance of Wu's master and apprentice.

As a means of meditation, the method of painting is quite popular among Qi Refiners. Li Buzhuo had some knowledge of it and did not go into it. However, when he fell into a dream, he had studied painting in his last years. It is not a problem to draw the appearance of a familiar person.

As soon as the tip of the sword moved, he began to outline the lines. Li Buzhuo used his soul to control the lightness and weight, and at the same time he had to take up ink to prevent it from scattering, which extremely tested the control of the soul. At this time, the reason why he used a sword instead of a pen in painting was to deliberately make things difficult for himself and exercise his ability to control the sword in a slight way.

Halfway through the first painting, Li Buzhuo's mind moved, and he didn't dissipate the ink and discard it. Then there was the second and third ones. After half a day, he was not satisfied. Finally, he sighed, and his soul escaped from the bloody sandalwood. He honestly picked up the pen and painted the appearance of the master and apprentice of Wu.

The next morning, before dawn, Li Buzhuo put on the green python pattern Shenzhasi Qianhu's uniform, tied up a phoenix belt, tied up his hair, and fixed it with a bullfighting crown. His appearance was already three-point majestic.

Yesterday I just went to Shenzhasi to hand over my post. Today is the first time I went to the duty. Li Buzhuo rode on the Emperor's Blood Horse and just left the mansion. Outside, Liu Wenshu brought two Shenzha troops with him, carrying lanterns on both sides, and guards left and right.

When Li Buzhuo arrived at Shenzhasi, he presided over Dianmao. Yuan Xiong arrived one step earlier than Li Buzhuo, and the officials of Shenzhasi were secretly surprised.

Li Buzhuo took the list, Yuan Xiong helped him and recognized the officials of the various departments of the Ministry. After the incident, Li Buzhuo entered the office of Qianhuo. Yuan Xiong handed over a file to Li Buzhuo and explained patiently: "These are files of the families and officials of the two counties. You can check them at will. In addition to the spiritual officials of the two counties, there are also those who have officials in the Tiangong who work in the Heavenly Palace. We all have the right to go directly to investigate the rest. These are the instructions from the superiors, and there are files requested by each department. You can take a look."

After saying that, Yuan Xiong stepped down, Li Buzhuo went to the table and found that the order from the superior was from the Thirteenth Office of the Left Priest, and began to investigate the roots of the remnants of the Dragon Que, and acted without being restricted by Bu Donghua, the inspector of the Heavenly Palace. At the same time, he also secretly protected the alliance between Feng and Fu. The former was a major case involving the Heavenly Palace, and of course Shenzhasi could not escape the connection. If he wanted to investigate the remnants of the Dragon Que, he could send his men to do it. He didn't have to take risks like he did in the past. As for the latter... Li Buzhuo thought that Feng Ying was the current Left Priest's killing king, so he didn't think it was strange.

Li Buzhuo finished reading it casually and closed the file.

Although it only takes half a day to dream after reading the files in this room, Li Buzhuo still has something to do when he takes office on the first day.

When he got out of the office, Li Buzhuo came to the "Government Department", which was stored in the Shenzha Department's offices and also collected information.

Han Tang from the Governor's Department was Yuan Xiong's confidant. After yesterday, Yuan Xiong had already greeted him. As long as Li Buzhuo did not investigate any matters related to Yuan Xiong, he would make everything possible. Seeing Li Buzhuo coming, he quickly became very energetic to greet him. Li Buzhuo asked about the rules for collecting information casually and took out two portraits.

"How long will it take to find out these two people?"

Han Tang looked at the portrait and did not ask why Li Buzhuo was looking for someone. He just asked: "If you have information about these two people, the more information you have, the faster you can find it."

Li Buzhuo turned the portrait directly. The back of the painting was written with the names of Wu Xin and Wu Han. Wu Ji Blacksmith Store was located, and he said: "These two are in Hedong."

Han Taun paused, thought for a while, and said confidently: "If I hadn't lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests, five days would be enough. I'll send someone to do it now. What instructions do you have?"

Li Buzhuo looked at Han Tang and put away his portrait, paused, and asked, "Does there be any file in the Governor's Department of the former dynasty's Office of the Interior?"

Han Tang knew about the recent rebellion of the Dragon Bird, and also heard that the refining department had lost several thousand kilograms of iron a while ago. He only said that Li Buzhuo wanted to investigate this as a breakthrough point, saying: "The previous dynasty was a taboo in other places, but it was very detailed here. If you want it, I will find it now."
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