At the same time, in a room in the City Lord's Mansion, Qi Xin was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his hands from top to bottom, slowly sending his vitality back to the dantian.

Suddenly opened his eyes, a black light flashed, and Qi Xin's eyes emitted a faint red light, and then slowly disappeared.

After getting out of bed, Qi Xin cleaned up briefly, sat down at the long table facing the door, and said softly, "Come in!"

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and three men in black entered.

"How's it going?" Qi Xin asked softly as he picked up the teacup.

"I'm sorry, we missed. ”

The man in black who took the lead hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth about the result.

"What's going on?"

Hearing the news, Qi Xin's expression turned grim, and his eyes scanned the three of them like sharp swords.

Under Qi Xin's gaze, the three black-clothed men trembled like chaff, and hurriedly recounted what had happened.

Frowning slightly, Qi Xin stared at the ground, and the corners of his eyes gradually narrowed.

"Go out and keep quiet. ”

The three of them nodded yes again and again, and left the room impatiently.

After they left, Qi Xin took a sip of the teacup gently, and wondered strangely in his heart: "Who is it that wants to kill this military post? Is it also for that thing?"

"Looks like we're going to send someone to keep an eye on that post. ”

Slowly putting down the teacup, Qi Xin began to plan in his heart.

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The next morning, Meng Xie opened his eyes and found that it was already dark outside, and the golden sunlight shone on his face, which was a little warm.

He got up, got dressed, washed up, and hurried out of the inn without even eating breakfast.

On the street, there were not too many pedestrians, and Meng Xie rushed to the door of the Terracotta Division.

Perhaps because of the big fuss yesterday, the soldiers guarding the gate today looked extremely enthusiastic when they saw Meng Xie.

After some questioning, Meng Xie learned from the soldier's mouth that Zhang Zhiyuan and the commander Zhang Yang were not there today.

Such a coincidence? Meng Xie muttered in his heart, tilted his head and glanced at the soldiers and horses.

There was no one at all, and the soldier guarding the door was even more generous, so that if Meng Xie didn't believe it, he could go in and have a look.

Seeing that the other party said so, it seemed that the two were really not there, and Meng Xie had no choice but to turn around and leave the Soldiers and Horses.

After crossing a street, Meng Xie entered a bun shop.

asked for a few buns and gruel, and Meng Xie ate it in a big gulp.

Finally filling his hungry stomach, Meng Xie hiccuped, but inadvertently found that many pedestrians on the street were hurrying to the west.

"Hey, boss, inquire about something, I'm a good-looking and lively person, so many people are going over there, what is this for?"

Meng Xie took advantage of the checkout to inquire curiously with the owner of the steamed bun shop.

The boss glanced at Meng Xie with a smile and said, "Hearing the little brother ask like this, I'm afraid it's a foreigner." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Xie wondered how he could tell that he was a foreigner.

"Today is the eighth day of the seventh month, and every year on this day, the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion will hold a herbal medicine identification competition, and those who can meet the highest conditions can get a lot of benefits. ”

"Really?

Originally, Meng Xie was just curious and asked casually, but the system prompt sound in his ears made him alert.

"Haha, you're being followed, idiot. ”

Automatically ignoring the contempt in the system's words, Meng Xie opened the map of Gaode and found that not far from the bun shop, there were two small red dots flashing.

I clicked on the red dot on the map, and a prompt popped up on the interface, "Tracker, no specific information can be displayed." ”

It looks like someone is stalking him, who is it?

Meng Xie thought left and right for a while, but he didn't find out that he had offended anyone.

As he got up to leave, he glanced at the location shown on the map out of the corner of his eye, and noticed that two people were sneakily looking towards it.

When he didn't know anything, the best thing Meng Xie could think of was to secretly get rid of the two of them, and then slowly find out where they came from.

Dusting off his body, Meng Xie walked with a relaxed and happy step, following the pedestrians, towards the other end of the street.

And the two people who were watching just now found that Meng Xie was leaving, and they also hurriedly checked out and followed.

Today, Meng Xie did not wear the clothes of a postman, but changed into a clean cyan robe, with his sunny smile, the whole person is very affinity, very similar to the posture of those Oba warm men in the TV series in his previous life.

found a passer-by casually, Meng Xie gave full play to the advantages of the post man, and got acquainted with the other party in a few words, and learned a lot of information.

Tianyu Pavilion, which is a distribution center for loose cultivation, was established twenty years ago, and is not a big force in Liangzhou City, but it controls the business of the entire Liangzhou City Ninety Percent Pharmacy.

And the reason why this can be done is only because the pavilion master of the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion is the only second-grade alchemist in Liangzhou City.

Three years ago, the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion invited an inscription master from the imperial capital Danyang City, carved a magic circle here, connected a small space, and announced the holding of a herbal medicine identification competition, whoever meets the requirements can not only get the pill of the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion for free, but also enter the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion to enjoy the treatment of the guest elder.

While walking and chatting, Meng Xie came to the place where the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion was located under the leadership of this passerby.

Tianyu Pavilion is a three-story small building, with blue bricks and red tiles, although it looks very ordinary, but it has the style of a big house.

At this time, Meng Xie was standing in front of the gate, surrounded by people who came to see the excitement.

On the left side of the entrance of the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion is a huge stone, one zhang high and half a zhang wide, which looks like a large mirror.

On the other side of the doorway, a high platform was erected, on which a number of chairs were arranged.

Many young people of the same age as Meng Xie sat casually on the stage, some closed their eyes to recuperate, some kept waving their hands to the audience, and some sat nervously in the corner, clasped their hands together, and kept praying.

With a burst of amusement in his heart, Meng Xie looked at the map and found that the two people were still following behind, and began to deliberately squeeze around the crowd again, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the boulder.

The Heavenly Oracles Pavilion had already sent people to fence the boulder with a fence, and sent many strong men to keep the crowd out of the way.

Directly below the boulder, there was a long table, behind which four or five middle-aged people were busy.

On the far right of the table, there is a wooden sign more than one person high, on which many words are written.

"The fourth section of the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion Herb Identification Competition, participants, regardless of gender, age requirements are between sixteen and thirty years old, and the cultivation is below the ninth rank of samurai, if you are interested, you can register at the long table. ”

What kind of bizarre requirements are there at this time, the age is understandable, after all, the potential is also great, but the cultivation is also low, what the hell? Isn't it all that the higher the cultivation, the better?

With a series of questions, Meng Xie continued to read again.

"All contestants who can identify hundreds of herbs and successfully bring them out will be rewarded with 100 pieces of Xuanshi and one Xuanling Pill. ”

"Those who can identify three hundred kinds of herbs and successfully bring them out will be rewarded with five hundred Xuanshi and two Guiyuan Pills. ”

"Those who can identify five hundred kinds of herbs and successfully bring them out will be rewarded with a thousand Xuan Stones, and the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion will refine two pills for free, and the materials will be released from the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion. ”

"Those who can identify a thousand kinds of herbs and successfully bring them out are hired as the guest elders of the Heavenly Oracle Pavilion, enjoy the offerings, and receive free pills every month. ”

It's such a big deal, and this Heavenly Pavilion is also very rich.

A hundred pieces of Xuanshi can allow ordinary people to live a year and a half without worry, and the Xuanling Pill is worth thousands of gold, something with a price and no market, just these two things, ordinary people have no problem living for three or five years.

Not to mention the rewards in the back, one by one made Meng Xie's eyes shine.

Rolling his eyes, Meng Xie came to his senses, squeezed hard to the long table, and said to the middle-aged man who was in charge of registration, "I want to sign up!"

The middle-aged man raised his head, briefly asked Meng Xie's name and place of origin, and handed him a palm-sized token and a lowest-level storage ring.

Holding his things, Meng Xie was led by a strong man with strong martial arts to the high platform on the other side of the gate.

Finding a place with the best view, Meng Xie looked at the red dot on the map that didn't move at all, and then looked at the two people who were following him in the crowd, and his heart suddenly blossomed.

"It's no way, you can come up too. ”

Meng Xie thought of the smugness and waved his hand at the two men with a bright smile.

The other party also seemed to notice Meng Xie's gaze, and immediately his face changed, and he quietly withdrew from the crowd.