Southern Martial Arts Road?

They are at most a wall grass, they don't have this kind of pattern at all, let them help and cooperate, if you say that they are dominant, these southerners are cowardly, and they are not that piece of material at all.

Inside the Holy Court?

It is also impossible, in the past, perhaps the Holy Court was a sieve, but since the death of King Wu of Qin, the Holy Court has been completely under Xu Qian's control. Emperor Zhou's death may be the last counterattack of those anti-bone boys, but Chen An still knows Xu Qian, and there will definitely be no second time for this kind of thing.

What's more, it directly affects Xu Qian himself.

Then the only thing left to succeed is the Northwest Martial Arts Dao, how many big lords in Sichuan, and there are many people in these high-ranking families who are officials in the court, that is to say, although the Northwest Martial Arts Road has been plowed by itself, and the momentum has declined, but the strength is not much better, and there is a motive and ability to do these things.

It seems that if you are free, the Northwest Wulin Road still has to go again.

Thinking like this, Chen Anxin suddenly moved, turned his head to look outside the door of the secret room, and in his candlelight shadow technique, there was actually a person who was rapidly approaching here.

Hmmm, was discovered? No, this person seems to have snuck in, who is he?

Moments later, a figure wearing a grimace mask and a wide black robe appeared outside the door of the chamber.

With a wave of her hand, a thick white smoke emitted from the guard at the door, and then she walked in in a big way, and went straight to the place where the various files were stacked and rummaged.

In view of what happened to Qiu Yuan last time, Chen An did not use candlelight and shadow techniques to look at the woman's face under the mask, nor did he try to erase the other party's vigilance, just stood in a corner behind the bookshelf of the secret room, looking at her quietly, watching her keep rummaging through the various classic files collected in the secret room.

After a few moments, she seemed to have found what she was looking for, and pulled a book from the large number of personal dossier cases, unfolded it, and read it carefully.

It's just that she didn't start from the beginning of this reading, but directly expanded to the middle, just for reference, which is very purposeful.

Chen An's eyes were sharp, and when he picked it up and was about to open it, he saw the logo on the scroll, and the other format clichés were directly ignored, and his eyes were fixed on a name on it-Qu Qingyu.

This person is looking at the file of the whisper?

Chen An subconsciously wanted to take her down, but his eyes flickered and he seemed to remember something, suppressed his impulse, and did not make a move.

After some time, the man seemed to have looked up what he wanted to know, and carefully put the file back in its place. Then he thought about it, and then reached out and pulled up several piles of files in the attachment. faked the scene, and then turned around and walked out of the secret room.

First used candlelight and shadow to make a sign to lock the figure of this person, Chen An did not rush to chase it, but walked to the file she had just flipped through, pulled out the one she had just flipped through from the messy pile of files, and reopened the place she was watching according to her memory.

I saw that it was written: In the second year of Tianxiu, Qu married Tu Jiazi surnamed Bu...... In the first year of Tongxin, Bu Yunqing and Qu had a daughter named Bu Siqing...... Hanging arch for five years, Bu Siqing for ten weeks...... Qu gave a hand-sewn sachet......

It's all messy, it's all trivial.

Chen Anxin thought so, but he still read it with relish, because these all witnessed the growth of Whispering, and he was a mother. Chen An was very interested in the heart of his old father, as if he was reviewing a family tree.

It's just that what those ghost-faced people were looking at just now? She seemed to be watching with relish.

Chen An frowned and guessed whether she was looking at Bu Yunqing's deeds, after all, as the master of a department, it was impossible for Bu Yunqing's information to be recorded, and many things could only be argued from Qu Qingyu's side.

Thinking of Bu Yunqing, Chen An couldn't help but be extremely interested in the person who recorded all this.

This person is really interesting, and he changed three titles for Bu Yunqing before and after, from the insulting Tu Jiazi at the beginning, to calling Bu Yunqing directly, and then to finally calling him the ghost master.

This process is completely in line with Chen An's heart, just like facing a stinky boy who cheated his daughter away, there is a process of gradual recognition.

Flipping through the dossier to the end, Chen An spat on the corner very unhygienic and quite skillfully, and stretched out his fingers to wipe it evenly, and a little ink stain gradually formed a name from appearing to clear.

Shen Yilun.

It turned out to be this guy, Chen An's eyelids jumped.

Although he didn't have much contact with this guy back then, Chen An still set a label for him in the only few intersections: he seems to be lazy, but in fact he is shrewd, good at picking chestnuts in the fire, and full of opportunism.

As the absolute high-level of the Dark Division at the beginning, even if the Dark Division splits, he will inevitably be in a high position, how can he do this kind of thing of recording intelligence, or with his lazy personality, he will never think of doing the work of sorting out information.

But now he is not only doing it, but also staring at Whispering, no, with the disappearance of Whispering, it has been transferred to Siqing.

Chen An rolled his eyes, and the candlelight shadow technique quickly covered the pile of files on the case, and quickly found a volume marked with the word Bu Siqing from it.

Stretched out his hand to pick it up, concocted it as it was, and the name of the recorder was revealed, and sure enough, it was Shen Yilun.

This guy is definitely not going to be untargeted, what the hell does he want to do?

With this question, Chen An read the two volumes of the file carefully, and it was still those trivial things.

Whispering actually did some big things, such as contributing the method of making people break through the innate limit of the evil pill, martial arts innate to fight against demon disasters, and going south to Haizhou and southern Xinjiang to cure diseases and save people, and countless living people......

But Bu Siqing is young and young, out of cockfighting and dogfighting, playing the eldest lady and whipping people, and the others are almost gone.

Oh, no, there is a detailed record of every birthday of Bu Siqing over the years, and the gifts given to her by Bu Yunqing and Qu Qingyu.

Is this the key?

That's right, that sachet, that tassel.

Chen An suddenly discovered the key to the matter.

Twenty years ago, until he was taken out of this world by the blood shadow, there was no reaction to the Heavenly Seal in his hand, why did he have such a strong resonance with that tassel when he came to this world twenty years later?

Or did that tassel not exist twenty years ago, but in these twenty years, it suddenly appeared in this world?

Chen An flipped back the file in his hand, until the second year of Tianxiu, and had such a sentence: "Qu's good pharmacology, can distinguish a hundred herbs, is to make the evil demon leave a combination of medicine, out of the green pill, take it back to the immortal." ”

I carefully read this sentence back and forth, and found that there were no signs in it, which seemed very abrupt, as if the whisper suddenly thought about the effect of the evil pill, and then it was natural to work with the pharmacological masters to study it.

How do you think about it, how do you think this matter is so simple that it is weird, it seems that Whisper knew such a way to break through the innate limit at the beginning. So how did she know? Or did someone tell her? How did she tell her? Who was the person who told her?

A series of questions turned in Chen An's mind, and he couldn't help but think of Shen Yilun's purpose for recording these and the ghost-faced man just now for checking them.

They won't know the resonance of the Heavenly Seal and the tassel, so what are they looking for? What are they suspicious?

Why is the target on the tassel or the sachet?

Putting down the file in his hand, Chen An didn't continue to carry out these meaningless conjectures, and disappeared here as soon as his body moved, tracking towards the ghost-faced man who had just left.

was locked in by the candlelight shadow technique, and he was not afraid of chasing and losing within a hundred miles, so Chen An didn't have much effort to catch up with that person.

I wanted to take it, and then torture it directly from its mouth to ask for the answer I wanted, but suddenly I gave up this plan with a move in my heart, and I hid to the side, quietly watching the development of the situation.

The route the ghost-faced man left was quite random, turning east and west, like a confident road idiot, who didn't know anywhere but still looked like he had made the right choice.

She staggered to the gray field in the west of the city, stood still in an empty place, and said with a sneer: "The two of you followed all the way, aren't you afraid that you will rashly move and hurt the ant people? ”

Chen An found a place to sit down in a tea shed almost four or five miles away from this gray field, asked for a pot of tea, took a sip, and then cast his "eyes" on the gray field.

For candlelight and shadow art, standing in front of him to see is no different from standing ten miles away to "see" and "see", so he is too lazy to move anymore and watch the play with full attention.

In the scene "seen" by candlelight and shadow, two figures dressed in the robes of the head of the Holy Court appeared in front of the ghost-faced man. One of them was tall and handsome, and the other had a gloomy complexion, a long face with deep nasolabial folds, and a fierce face at the corners of his mouth.

The ghost-faced man's gaze turned around on the two of them, and he said with a strange smile: "The jade-faced Yan Jun Yu Donghu, as well as the Lord Musi, the old body is really a big face, and it actually attracted the two of them. ”

In Chen An's "vision", Mu Gong is the same as twenty years ago, although he doesn't look like a good person, he has been the shadow of Xu Qian for nearly twenty years, and has been loyally protecting Xu Qian's safety.

Chen Anxin moved, and secretly thought to himself: Will he know something? Maybe before going to the Northwest Martial Arts Road, you should talk to him first.

He was thinking about his own thoughts here, but the atmosphere on the side of the gray field suddenly became solemn.

"Your Excellency, how can we be despised. ”

Mu Gong stared at the ghost-faced man and said, "Wait a minute, the ghost mother is waiting, the company is not well entertained, and Master Ye will be there in a while." ”

"Ghost Mother?" Chen An was stunned for a while, and the initial guess of Zhang Hatshui suddenly came to mind.