Yang Fan leaned over cautiously, gently pressed his ear against the door, listened with bated breath, and heard someone inside snort heavily, "Why did I wait so long for you to come!" ”

When Yang Fan heard this, his feet were empty, and he almost hit the empty door headlong, and then crashed into it. He didn't know if these people who lived in the Yu family's old mansion knew immortal arts, but he had seen that superb martial arts, so he was extra careful when he approached the door, and he didn't expect to be discovered by the people inside.

In Yang Fan's opinion, this is simply impossible. For those who practice martial arts, the five senses are indeed more sensitive than ordinary people, but it is impossible to reach the magical level imagined by laymen. If a person's voice is similar to the movement of an ant walking, it is impossible to be heard, and if a person really has such magical ear power, then he would have died a long time ago, from the devastation of "noise".

"Does this old nun really have great powers?" Yang Fan stood still in shock. He had already heard that the person who was asking was an old woman, and there were only three people living in the Yu family's old house, and there was only one woman among the three, except for the Jingguang old nun from Hanoi (Hanoi in the Tang Dynasty refers to Jiyuan, Henan), it could no longer be anyone else.

Yang Fan took three steps back, lightly straightened his clothes, and decided to meet Zhengda unknowingly.

He arched his hands, and was about to speak, when he heard another man in the room, this time a man's voice: "Is this still slow?" I'm always going to have to walk around, just in case. Besides, it's hard to cook. Alright, this courtyard is empty, and there are no outsiders, so let's eat quickly. ”

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and dared to feel that this old nun was talking to others, causing him to think that he had discovered himself. Yang Fan leaned over again and put his ear to the door, but he didn't hear the conversation between the two again, and Yang Fan estimated that the two had entered the inner room. And he went around to the side.

Jumping on the roof and uncovering the tile to see the interior is just a random fiction in some TV dramas and novels. Actually, that's not possible. In the house of the dweller, the beams and sandalwood on the roof truss should be laid after the board, and the yellow mud of straw will be smeared on the board, and the thick layer of yellow mud will be paved with tiles. Tightly fitted to keep out the rain, it is impossible to lift a tile to see the interior, and if the roof is only tiles. There is no standing at all.

Yang Fan wanted to go around to the direction of the inner room and spy on the movement in the room. Wait for him to go around to a window. Looking at the window, I couldn't help but cry out secretly. This is a mullioned window, and the window is not pasted with window paper, but "Ming Tile". The so-called "Ming Tile" is a kind of grinding thin oyster slice, the light transmission effect is less than half of the modern ground glass, but at that time it was already a very haode light transmission material.

If it was the kind of tough paper that could make an umbrella, he could watch the room with a small hole with the tip of his knife, and if the oyster slice was broken or pried off. The people there have already found out and are still watching something. Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. Gritting his teeth, he went back to the front room.

He pushed it slightly, and the door opened silently.

It's been a long time since it was inhabited. But after the three "living immortals" moved in, Yu Haoran had done his best to repair and maintain their residences. The door shaft was also filled with oil, and it opened quietly. Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and flashed in like a raccoon cat.

He had made up his mind that if he was discovered, he would say that he was here to thank him, he was a junior, and these seniors who played Rippi could not really see him as well.

The room is small, separated by a wooden screen between the inner and outer rooms. The room is not big, the outhouse is the hall, only a pair of calligraphy and paintings, a low table, two couches, and there is not much space left.

The Yu family's old house is not without a big house, but now it is winter, the heating of the big house is not good, even if the kang is dished and the fire wall is built, it is difficult to be warm as spring, this room is not bad, as soon as you come in, there is a hot flow on the face.

The screen was all wooden, and Yang Fan tiptoed to the edge of the screen and quietly looked inside......

The inner room is slightly larger than the outer hall, with a row of cabinets on the wall, and a fire kang on the side, on which Jingguang Lao Ni and Moeller are sitting cross-legged.

It is said that the old nun, who only eats one rice or one sesame seed a day, has a food plate in front of her, and there is a big hoof in the plate, which is shining with oily light under the light, and the hoof has been gnawed by her for most of it, and the corners of her mouth and cheeks are greasy.

There was also a plate of Hu Biscuits next to him, and Jingguang Lao Ni, who had already gnawed off most of his hooves in one go, was not too hungry at this time, so he picked up a Hu Biscuit, took a bite of it gently, and by the way, wiped the greasy oil that flowed to his chin with the cake, and then lifted a tin wine jug, and did not pour it into the cup, but poured a big sip on the spout.

Moller scoffed, "You two are asking for your own trouble. Saying that he knows how to do magic, isn't it okay to be immortal? He had to brag, Wei Weishi boasted that he could clear the valley, and he didn't need to eat or drink if he took three pills a day. Anyway, one of the pills made of his rice flour is the size of a dragon's eye, and he can last for a while if he takes three pills.

You can blow better than him, and you say that you have a grain of rice a day and don't eat at noon. Well, the saint spent a whole afternoon here today, and in the morning, officers and soldiers came here to search and guard, and I can fish and eat big meat at noon, so you have to pretend to be a fairy there hungry and suffer by yourself! ”

The old nun glared at him and said, "What do you know? Otherwise, how can we make people believe that we are really people with great skills? You are a Hu man, you can be a big fish and a big meat, how can we do it? You said that the immortals there have seven emotions and six desires, will be jealous of others, will favor relatives, the lord of the heavenly realm can go down to seduce a group of mortal women, give birth to a bunch of illegitimate children of demigods, when the son of the immortal can be slaughtered as Lao Tzu's immortal himself as the king of the gods, is this mess called immortals? If you talk nonsense with us, if others don't beat you to death, even if they are haode, they can still treat you as a guest? ”

The old nun of Jingguang persuaded him to take a bite of the Hu cake, gnawed on the pig's trotters, and said proudly: "Our oriental immortals are all ruthless and desireless, selfless, only drink fairy springs, only eat fairy fruits, live in the free heavens, and cultivate in the immortal cave mansion for hundreds of millions of years, this is the immortals." We want people to believe that we are living immortals, how can we do it without a little effort? ”

Moller muttered, "Such an immortal, like a stone, what is it to cultivate?" ”

Jingguang Lao Ni ignored him, took another sip of wine, and asked, "Has the Daoist of Shifang already rested?" ”

Moeller said: "Not yet, the secret doors, mechanisms, and magic weapons prepared a few days ago have all been used in front of the female emperor today." Wei Shifang said that he would lay down a few more supernatural powers just in case. ”

Speaking of this, Moller leaned forward and said with a little nervousness, "Pure light." You guys...... Do you really plan to stay in Beijing as an official? ”

Jingguang Lao Ni glanced at him and said, "What? ”

Moeller rubbed his hands together and said worriedly: "This time we are lying to the emperor, I think...... Let's fool the female emperor. Trick some gold beads and jade treasures to escape, our age is not young, how many years can we run the rivers and lakes? It's better to make a lot of money and close the mountain. ”

The old nun holds a pig's trotter in one hand. Holding a flask in one hand, he glanced at him lightly. Said disdainfully: "Cowardly waste! ”

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The bad handsome Li Yiqiao slept in his old in-law's Qin Huaide's house for a night until the next morning.

The morning bell rang on the gate of heaven close at hand, and the sound of bells and drums passed through the misty morning mist on the Luo River, and was clearly sent to every household in Jishanfang, and then the bells and drums in Jishanfang should also be remembered in harmony.

The morning bell rang eight hundred, and at first the time of the harmony was not the same, but after a while, they were united, and the bells and drums of the whole city rang in unison. woke up Li Yiqiao, who was sleeping Zhengxiang. But he woke up with a happy one, and the sound of the bell meant that the time for his promotion was approaching one day.

Li Yiqiao prayed secretly: "God bless." I hope that in the two days before the old man's promotion, Jishanfang will be safe and sound. Don't let the slightest accident happen. ”

God probably heard Li Yiqiao's prayer, and today's Jishanfang is still peaceful. Marquis Yu went to the old mansion early in the morning to greet the three masters, and when he left, he was also smiling, and the whole workshop was very peaceful, happy, and peaceful, and nothing happened.

Early in the morning, Yang Fan rode to the criminal department, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made his handsome face even more charming.

After leaving the Yu family's old house in Jishanfang last night, he always wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect that a few charlatans actually hid it from him, which not only made him regard those three people as martial arts masters, but even wavered a little about Master Tai's statement. Sure enough, it is like a mountain across the line, and the charlatans also have their own skills, which are not easy for laymen to see through.

Yang Fan didn't think about going to the emperor to expose this matter, if you want to talk about the scourge, Wu Sansi used the steel production of Datang for two years to build a useless Tianshu than these three illusion masters who wanted to cheat money and spend money; The cool officials in the Imperial Altar who are always thinking of showing their presence by harming others are a thousand times more powerful than these three liars.

If he doesn't let the tiger fight, will he go to fight the mouse? Moreover, these three rats are not easy to fight, and if you want to expose them, you have to have evidence, if you let the emperor know that he Yang Fan questioned the emperor's choice, and without the emperor's permission, he secretly went to investigate the emperor's most honored guest, it would be more than worth the loss.

This morning, when he stepped across the Tianjin Bridge and turned towards the yamen of the Criminal Department, he turned his head to look at the old mansion of the Yu family on the opposite side of the Xingjin Bridge, and he smiled even more happily.

Ever since he had memorized those three pages from Zhao Yu, he had already had some understanding of Jiang Gongzi's secret shili in Luoyang, and he knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg. He believed that Zhao Yu would not be able to know Jiang Gongzi's full strength in Luoyang, and he would not provide all the information he had to himself, but with these is enough, there is a saying called Shunteng touching melons.

Shen Mu had two requirements for him: first, he couldn't come forward to face Jiang Gongzi in person; The second is that you can't target Jiang Gongzi's liliang, which is equivalent to telling Jiang Gongzi that it was him Shen Mu who revealed Jiang Gongzi's details.

In that way, Jiang Gongzi will also do everything to expose the hidden shili of the hidden sect he knows in all parts of the world, and the two shili supported by the Shandong family will break the bottom limit of Zuihou, start a desperate struggle, and be severely punished by the strong man of the Shandong family.

At that time, whether it was to give an explanation to the brothers who destroyed their families and exterminated their clans because of their identities, or to show their innocence to the Shandong family, Shen Mu could only attack him. So although Yang Fan has made a lot of preparations, he has not made a move yet.

Just walking on the road, when he turned his head and saw that the ethereal in the morning mist really looked like the old mansion of the Yu family, Yang Fan suddenly remembered a way.

He decided to go to God this afternoon!

P: In the early morning, I sincerely ask for monthly passes and recommended tickets!

~(To be continued.) )