Capital.

After Shen Yunfan left the palace, he went to a teahouse with no business alone, asked for two pots of tea, and then said lightly: "Old Chen, don't hide, come out and have a cup of tea."

Chen Zicai's figure appeared from the shadows, sat down in front of Shen Yunfan generously, and the two drank tea.

"Your internal strength today is a little stronger than yesterday." Chen Zicai said as soon as they met.

"Well, I was about to ask about that, too." Shen Yunfan said seriously, "Why has the internal force in my body improved?"

"Maybe it has something to do with last night's madness."

"Gone mad?" Shen Yunfan was dumbfounded.

"Don't you know?" Chen Zicai told me about last night's events.

Only then did Shen Yunfan know that he seemed to be asleep and dreaming last night, but in fact, he had already walked through the ghost gate!

But he didn't know why he had survived.

Chen Zicai muttered, "It is basically impossible for newcomers to practice martial arts. It's probably because of two reasons."

"Why?"

"First, you have an excellent comprehension and a very fast comprehension of swordsmanship, so you go crazy as soon as you come into contact with it. The second is related to your inexplicable internal force."

Shen Yunfan was quite happy when he heard the first point, thinking to himself that he could be a genius like no other?

When he heard the second point, he was lost in thought.

His internal strength almost certainly came from the blood of the beast that he was forced to drink in the first place.

At first, he only thought that it was a poison made by the barbarians, and it did not have the mysterious effects of the barbarian legends. But now, it seems that the beast blood is really not simple.

After being massaged by Fluttershy in Chuzhou, he is able to sense the internal forces in his body.

Later, after a few entanglements with Zheng Wanyi, he became more and more familiar with the feeling of manipulating internal forces.

And after last night, his internal strength has made great progress.

Such a power that came for no reason made him a little vigilant in his heart.

At this time, he didn't hide it and talked about the beast's blood, and asked, "Old Chen, have you ever seen a similar situation before?"

"This ...... I've heard of some elixirs, and after taking them, you can increase your internal strength and cultivation out of thin air. Could it be something like that for you?" Chen Zicai guessed.

"Possibly." Shen Yunfan nodded.

The two discussed for a long time, but there was no definite result.

After drinking tea for a while, Chen Zicai suddenly said earnestly, "By the way, Lord Shen, there is something I want to talk to you about."

"Old Chen tortures me, I'm a junior, you can just call me Xiao Shen." Shen Yunfan scratched his head, a little flattered by Chen Zicai's sudden formal title.

Chen Zicai just sighed and said to himself, "Ten years ago, I lost the martial arts tournament, crossed three countries, and finally came to the capital of Southern Wei in discouragement."

"At that time, it was the Chinese New Year, and every family was eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and I was alone on the street wearing only thin clothes, almost freezing to death."

Listening to this past, Shen Yunfan suddenly felt a little emotional.

In this troubled world, even a master as strong as Sword Venerable has a time when he is dying.

As if returning to that day, Chen Zicai said seriously, "At that time, I met a mother and daughter. They gave me food and made a fire for me."

"They're royal?" Shen Yunfan asked.

Chen Zicai's loyalty to Wei Qing now must be related to his experience ten years ago.

Sure enough, Chen Zicai nodded and said, "That woman is the empress of the Southern Wei Dynasty ten years ago, and the girl is ...... Qing'er."

"With such a life-saving grace, it's no wonder that Elder Chen is so loyal, and the younger generations admire him." Shen Yunfan said seriously.

"Well, the old man doesn't have a few years to live, and if he can guard Qing'er for a few years, he will continue to guard her for a few years." Chen Zicai was full of emotion, and suddenly said with a straight face: "I say this to tell Lord Shen that Qing'er is a good child and she is very kind."

"I know."

"Decayed

You can see that she values you very much, and I hope you can treat her well."

"I know."

"Alas, since you know, don't use these vicious methods in the future, Qing'er is kind-hearted, she can't get used to these tricks, she will be sad if you kill innocents so indiscriminately." Chen Zicai spoke earnestly.

Shen Yunfan knew that the so-called vicious method was the previous murder with a knife.

"I said, I'll give her an explanation, just a little time."

He was pretty sure that the group in Xilin had another purpose. It's just that there is no evidence yet.

Wei Qing, there is no need to sympathize with that group of people at all.

As he spoke, the wind chimes came in from outside the teahouse, followed by an old man in a riding coat and a half-face mask to cover his face.

Chen Zicai's figure flashed, and he disappeared with a teacup.

Wind Chime walked over, winked and asked, "Hey, was there still someone sitting here just now?"

"Ling'er, are you mistaken?" Shen Yunfan said perfunctorily, then stared at the person behind him and asked, "Who is this?"

"Oh, young master, didn't you ask us to find someone who is familiar with the rivers and lakes yesterday? Ling'er just found one."

"Oh." Shen Yunfan was a little more interested, so he poured another cup of tea and invited, "Sir, dare to ask Mr. Honorable Name?"

"The daimyo dare not speak, and everyone in the road calls me a six-eared voice." The man's voice was hoarse, apparently on purpose.

"Are you familiar with the rivers and lakes?"

"Hmph." Liu'er sat on the opposite side and took a sip of tea with a smile, "In terms of Jianghu intelligence, I claim to be second, and no one dares to call it first."

Shen Yunfan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Liu'er then muttered, "If I hadn't come to Southern Wei to investigate information the day before yesterday, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to find me. But meeting is fate, and the rules here are very simple, you can buy information if you give money."

Shen Yunfan was still a little wary of this stranger, so he took out a silver ticket and asked tentatively, "Mr. Six, I want to ask you about the style of the Red Dust Pavilion."

He sent Feng Chime to find someone who was familiar with the intelligence of the rivers and lakes yesterday, just to ask about the Red Dust Pavilion.

He wanted to know why Liu Meiniang was indifferent yesterday.

After hearing this question, Liuer smiled, and then reached out and pushed the silver ticket back.

"Can't tell?" Shen Yunfan wondered.

"No, everyone in this intelligence industry knows it, so it's not worth much, you can give two taels of silver enough." Liu'er said lightly.

Shen Yunfan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised in his heart.

If you have money or not, this six-ear is really a little different!