The speaker was in his early forties, wearing a pale blue Confucian shirt, with three long strands of beard under his chin, and his face was white, giving people a gentle and elegant look.

But the essence that flashed from time to time in those slender and slightly narrowed eyes made people shudder, as if they were being targeted by a hungry wolf.

This person's name is Lu Bu, and he is a member of the Ministry of Etiquette.

Officials, households, soldiers, workers, criminals, and rituals.

Among the six departments, whether it is power or oil and water, the Ministry of Rites is ranked at the bottom. A petty official like Wai Lang, who is from the fifth grade, really can't raise his head in Kyoto, which is full of high-ranking officials.

But the strange thing is that Gu Fengxiao seems to be quite afraid of Lu Zhixiao, although he is already forcibly calming down on the surface, there is always a trace of panic in his eyes inadvertently, and his body seems a little stiff.

Lu Buzhi stared at Gu Fengxiao with a smile on his face, seeing that he looked restless, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Lord Lu, I..."

Gu Fengxiao was stared at a little upset, licked her chapped lips and was about to speak, but Lu Buzhi waved his hand and stood up, wrapped his hands behind Gu Fengxiao, patted him on the shoulder.

"Last fall, you sold all your family wealth and went to Shushan to participate in the disciple selection, but in the end you failed due to lack of talent. Then you were not reconciled and came to Kyoto to participate in the spring festival, but you still failed to make the list.

At that time, you ran out of money, and you had no choice but to sleep on the streets with beggars and wild dogs. Fortunately, I met this official, took pity on your talent, and sent you to the Immortal Division as a clerk.

You are indeed fighting for qi, and it only took less than half a year to successfully absorb spiritual energy into your body and become a monk, and the official is also quite pleased, indicating that you didn't look away at the beginning.

On the night you became a monk, the official invited you to drink to celebrate, and the wine was transparent that night, and the conversation was happy. Fengxiao, do you remember what you talked about that night? ”

"Naturally... Remember, but Lord Lu..."

"It's good to remember, it's good to remember."

Lu Zhizhi slapped Gu Fengxiao on the shoulder heavily, interrupting what he was about to say.

Although it had been more than a month since that drink, the scene of that night and every word he said were remembered clearly, as if it had happened yesterday.

This official analyzed the current situation with you, and bluntly said that the existence of the Immortal Division has now become a barrier between the imperial court and the Three Absolute Holy Lands. Only by completely eradicating the Immortal Division can the imperial court and the Three Absolute Holy Lands abandon their previous suspicions and work together. Only then can the demons in the north and those rats who are hiding in the 100,000 mountains in the south be wiped out, and then complete the real unification.

At that time, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. What a scene of prosperity and prosperity it would be, just thinking about it made the official tear up and couldn't help himself.

And Fengxiao, you also very much agree with this official's opinion, and make a vow to do your best to help him at the cost of your life.

Since the god hunter ascended to the immortal realm eight hundred years ago, the successive chief catchers of the Immortal Division have all been stuck in the peak realm of the four grades and cannot advance an inch. It's also strange to say, they know that there is death and no life if they forcibly break through, but they still go forward like stupid donkeys, which is really ridiculous.

Yu Qingzhi's card has been at the peak of the four grades for many years, but he has never tried to break through, just because the talent of the Immortal Division is withering now, and there is no candidate who can inherit the position of chief arrester.

Although Fengxiao's cultivation qualifications can only be regarded as average, you already stand out among the mediocre talents of the Immortal Division. As long as he makes some achievements and shows his talents, he will definitely be able to win Yu Qingzhi's trust and appreciation, get his cultivation, and become the only candidate for the next chief arrester.

Therefore, this official will painstakingly plan to encourage Murong Qiushui's stupid woman to find trouble with the Immortal Division, and spend a huge amount of money to buy the shapeshifting and shadow-changing talisman, giving you a chance to get ahead.

It's a pity... But it was a halfway kill, and he snatched the opportunity that originally belonged to you, which is really hateful. ”

Hearing Lu Buzhi mention Rong Fei, Gu Fengxiao's eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

"Actually, Rongtou... Rong Fei's talent is indeed far superior to mine, and I am convinced when I lose to him. ”

"Oh! It seems that the news received by this official is really right, Fengxiao and Na Rongfei have turned into jade silk. ”

"Lord Lu, I'm not..."

Gu Fengxiao noticed the change in Lu Buzhi's tone, and hurriedly wanted to explain, but was interrupted again.

"Good birds choose trees to perch, Fengxiao, you are right, you don't need to explain too much, this official can understand. It's just that I don't know how Rong Fei would feel if he knew the promise and oath you made with the official?

According to this official's understanding, Rong Fei has a ruthless temperament and will be retribution. Thinking that Fan Litang was a servant of the household department, a member of the Sanpin, and an important minister of the court, he ended up in prison just because he was paid half a year's salary late. The drunken immortal residence opened in the Chang Ya of Jingyuan Houfu was targeted by Rong Fei because of a joke, and it is said that it has lost tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Such a trivial matter was subjected to such a cruel retaliation, tsk! Fengxiao, you should be regarded as the inner ghost of the Immortal Division, in terms of identity and status, you are as different from Fan Li and Chang Huaien as clouds and mud, what do you think Rongfei will do to you when the time comes? ”

Lu Buyi's words were like ice rain falling on Gu Fengxiao's head.

At this time, Gu Fengxiao's face was already pale, and his body was shaking.

"Hehe, Fengxiao rest assured, although you are unkind to the official, the official will not be unjust to you if he cares about the old feelings. The past will never flow out of the mouth of this official. But it is said that Na Rongfei is good at judging cases and reasoning, if he guesses it by himself, he can't blame the official. Hahaha, that's all I have to say, farewell! ”

Lu didn't know how to laugh and wanted to leave.

Gu Fengxiao, whose clothes had been soaked with cold sweat, woke up like a dream, got up and rushed to Lu Buzhi's side, knelt down with a puff, and begged in a trembling voice.

"My lord, I... I knew I was wrong. ”

"Oh, but the official is a little confused, Fengxiao, where are you wrong?"

Lu didn't know how to stop, raised his hand to pick up a strand of hair scattered in front of Gu Fengxiao's forehead to help tie it up, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.

"I... I shouldn't be treacherous, begging adults to give me another chance to mend my ways. ”

"Knowing your mistakes can make a difference. As this official once said to you, you are destined to do great things, how can you live under others for a long time. Hahaha, the man has gold under his knees, don't kneel anymore, come and sit down and talk. ”

……

Having been watching Wei Lin's somewhat stumbling figure being swallowed up by the night, Rong Fei returned home with a complicated mood.

No matter day or night, there is a team of forbidden soldiers on duty in front of the courtyard of Xuanwu Hutong.

After greeting the forbidden army on duty tonight, Rong Fei pushed open the courtyard door, and heard a woman's silver bell-like laughter in his ears.

There are three different tones in this laughter, one is Ji Rou'er, Rong Fei's most familiar one, and the other is Flower Demon Lan'er, and the other one also sounds a little familiar.

Rong Fei was frowning and rummaging through his memory, when he heard Ji Rou'er's slightly drunken voice from the courtyard wall.

"Sister Murong made a righteous move today, and my little sister will toast you again."

"The slave family also wants it, and the slave family also wants to pay tribute to Sister Murong."

Hua Demon Lan'er echoed indistinctly.

Rong Fei suddenly felt a little headache.

Seeing what Murong Qiushui did on the long street today, Rong Fei also realized that he had indeed misunderstood this woman before.

Although Murong Qiushui is big-chested and has a fiery temper, his nature is still good, and he is not the arrogant person that Rong Fei thought at the beginning. Coupled with Yu Qingzhi's previous agreement, Rong Fei was already seriously considering finding a suitable time and opportunity to return the jade dust.

As for the storage jade ring, borrow it for a while and return it after finding a replacement.

This is also a matter of no choice, who made the Immortal Division poor, one of the five absolute holy places, but there is not even a magic weapon for storage, so he can only rely on Rong Fei to find a way to "obtain" it.

However, this is not a good time for the two sides to meet head-on.

After thinking about it for a while, Rong Fei decided to go to the Yamen of the Immortal Division tonight to deal with it and sleep for a night.

Sister Rou is too nonsense, she can't go back to her home.

The flower demon is also true, the hundred-year-old goblin still keeps calling other people's sisters, which is really shameless.

Rong Fei complained in his heart, and lightly exited the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.

In the small courtyard where Rong Fei and Ji Rouer lived, the stone table was full of wine, vegetables and fruits, and the three beautiful women with their own styles were happy to push the cup and change the lamp, and bursts of silver bell-like laughter crossed the courtyard wall from time to time and reached the ears of the forbidden army on duty outside, making this group of old men hot in the cool night.

Seeing Ji Rou'er and Lan'er toasting to themselves together, Murong Qiushui, who was already red-faced, smashed the empty wine glass in front of him to the ground with a snap, picked up the wine jug, poured an empty bowl full of wine, and clinked glasses with the two, and roared arrogantly.

"Being able to meet two younger sisters, I... I am happy. ”

Murong Qiushui's tongue had already begun to knot, and his eyes were gradually blurred.

"I've lived in the Qiankun Temple since I was a child, and because of my identity, I'm a senior brother... Masters... Sister... My brothers and sisters were afraid of me and didn't play with me. I... I'm not happy, oh me. Knowing the two of you today, I realized how happy it is to have close friends. I propose, the three of us worship as sisters with different surnames, not to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year, whoever dares to bully the two of you in the future will not give me face for Murong Qiushui, I will be angry with you and beat him! ”

"Yes, yes! I agree! ”

The flower demon clapped his hands and cheered.

Then one person and one demon looked at Ji Rou'er, who was silent, waiting for her response.

Ji Rou'er stood up with a slight smile, first saluted Murong Qiushui and Lan'er, and then spoke.

"It is an honor for Rou'er to marry Jin Lan with her two sisters. But before that, there is one thing that is not to vomit and be unhappy. ”

"Why... What is it? What does it have to do with the three of us? ”

Murong Qiushui snorted and asked with a snort of wine.

Flower Demon Lan'er's eyes rolled, she had already guessed Ji Rou'er's plan, and hurriedly helped.

"What is more important than our sisters' righteousness, to the slave family said to worship first, after the worship is a family, then the family will talk behind closed doors, no matter who is right and who is wrong, they have a burden for each other. The slave family is right, Sister Murong. ”

Syllable!

Murong Qiushui slapped his thigh heavily and shouted loudly.

"That's right! Sister Lan'er is so right, let's do it, let's bow first, and then talk about things. ”