In the No. B room of Lufeng Inn, Shi Sheng sat at the table and practiced calligraphy seriously, the pen was very stable in his hand, and fell along the trajectory in his heart.

Originally, Chi Qinghu saw that Mr. Yi was not there, and he didn't plan to stay in the room for a long time, but he saw Shi Sheng practice calligraphy for a while, and he was also fascinated, and he had been in the room for a while unconsciously.

This child's writing strokes are very different, as if the strokes that fall are not only the pen and ink of words, but also the trajectory of a water flow along the river.

Sometimes Chi Qinghu feels that these words seem to be more than just words in Shi Sheng's pen, writing is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes agile and sometimes heavy.

It's just the same as a martial artist practicing martial arts, no, it's more special, it's more distant!

"Oops, it's not written again!"

Shi Sheng shouted in distress, put the pen on the pen stand on the side, and muttered angrily, his pen was a half-written word, looking at the radical above and a box below, it could be a "thunder" character.

Chi Qinghu looked at the words on the paper, and then looked at Shi Sheng's distressed appearance at the moment, to be honest, he was a little ashamed, and felt that his words were not as good as Shi Sheng.

"Shi Sheng, you have written very well, and if you write such words, Mr. Yi will not be harsh!"

Shi Sheng looked up at Chi Qinghu on the side, and a smile appeared on his face angrily.

"I also think it's well written, at least a few words are okay"

However, Shi Sheng was still a little weak when he said this, because his homework was not just practicing calligraphy.

"If only I could go out and play"

Shi Sheng said this, suddenly his body stiffened, and he quickly grabbed the pen that was placed on the pen stand, dipped in ink and began to write again, and the unfinished word was also continued with strokes, and it was indeed a "thunder" word.

Chi Qinghu looked at Shi Sheng's movements and felt inexplicable, why did he complain just now, and suddenly became nervous and serious?

As a result, Ji Qinghu soon heard footsteps, followed by the "squeak" of the door being pushed open.

Chi Qinghu looked at the door, and as the door opened, Yi Shuyuan, who was dressed in gray and wearing a scarf, appeared at the door, and Chi Qinghu couldn't help but stand up.

"Oh, let Chi Daxia wait for a long time, right?"

"No, it's nothing, it's only been a long time."

Saying this, Chi Qinghu subconsciously looked at Shi Sheng, who was writing seriously, as if he had been writing so seriously.

Yi Shuyuan walked into the room, closed the door with his hand, and then walked to the table to look at Shi Sheng, while Gray Mian jumped directly on the table and looked at the words on the paper.

This gave Chi Qinghu a strange illusion, as if Mr. Yi was checking his homework on one side, and the little mink was also examining the text on the other side?

Shi Sheng became more nervous for a moment, straightened his body, his posture was meticulous, and his pen was extremely serious, but the afterglow of his eyes couldn't help but want to sneak towards his master.

"Knock~"

Yi Shuyuan didn't know when a folding fan appeared in his hand, and he knocked Shi Sheng's forehead with the fan, and the latter quickly rubbed it a few times with his left hand.

"Obviously, the words are messed up after I came in, and it's not as good as what I wrote before!"

"Master."

Gray Mian grinned on the side, understanding that it was because Shi Sheng's heart was weak, so his mind was not pure when he put down the pen.

Yi Shuyuan clicked on the word "thunder" with a paper fan, and then withdrew his gaze from Shi Sheng and the paper, and looked at Chi Qinghu, who was slightly stunned on the side.

Meeting Yi Shuyuan's gaze, Chi Qinghu came back to his senses and remembered what he wanted to say.

"Mr. Yi, Shi Sheng said you went out to clean up the aftermath? What does this mean? ”

At first, Chi Qinghu wanted to care, and he asked if he could take the opportunity to ask Mr. Yi to help, but at this moment, what he was most concerned about was Shi Sheng's previous words.

Yi Shuyuan sat down at the table, glanced at Shi Sheng, who was still meticulous in his homework, and answered Chi Qinghu's question.

"Judging from the methods used by Chi Daxia, you also know a little about warlocks, and you can't say that you are not afraid of that national teacher, Han Shiyong, but obviously you don't know enough."

"In the group of warlocks, except for those who cheat and cheat people, there are only a few who really have the ability to take care of their families, and Han Shiyong's skills are more than one cut higher than these people."

Yi Shuyuan had to admit that even when Qi Zhongbin was young and proud, in terms of the skills of a warlock, Han Shiyong was even higher, and there were some bottom factors.

"Did you kill the people of Bai Yu Dao before?"

Yi Shuyuan asked knowingly, while Chi Qinghu nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, those chasers have been solved by me, Chi has tried to be clean and neat, did he still leave clues?"

Yi Shuyuan nodded and shook his head.

"Then Han Shiyong can detain the souls of the dead for a short time, cast spells to bring them to the outside world, and use the connection of debts and sins to find the breath of the soul to calculate your whereabouts, no wonder many of you on the rivers and lakes cannot escape Han Shiyong's personal action."

"Ghosts?"

Chi Qinghu had goosebumps on his body, because he had heard that some mages had taken the bridge in the shadows, and even heard the words of some dead people and told them to their families.

But these are generally vague and fragmentary sentences, and they are not complete at all.

And some charlatans have said that yin and yang are separated, and it is best not to interfere with each other.

"Is it a ghost?"

Although I have also heard of the method of raising ghosts, this is too damaging to yin virtue and too hurtful to heaven and harmony, and something big will happen.

"Not really, but if he wanted to, he should be able to do it."

Judging from the previous situation of the ghost of the White Feather Daoist, it is easy to cultivate anger and resentment, but Han Shiyong is not enough to reach this point.

Yi Shuyuan, through the feeling of synaesthesia and his own speculation, can even imagine Han Shiyong's style and logic, that is, he is a dignified national teacher, even if he casts spells, he is unrestrained, and he is right.

Chi Qinghu didn't believe it at the moment, he was a little afraid in his heart, not that he was afraid that something would happen to him, but that he had just asked the shopkeeper to inform his fellow people in the rivers and lakes, if something happened at this moment, it would be served in a pot!

Suddenly, Chi Qinghu's heart moved, and he immediately looked at Yi Shuyuan.

"Then how did Mr. Yi take care of the aftermath for me?"

Since Mr. Yi came back and sat here calmly narrating this matter, it means that the spell of the demon national master has been broken!

Could it be that Mr. Yi's Taoism is better than Han Shiyong's?

Yi Shuyuan naturally knew what Chi Qinghu was thinking, and thought about it for a while before replying.

"Han Shiyong's popularity is complex and involves a wide range of people, even Yi didn't want to do it directly, so he thought of a different way."

Yi Shuyuan paused, glanced at Shi Sheng, who had pretended to put down the pen at some point, but was actually listening carefully secretly, and smiled helplessly before continuing.

"As the so-called yin and yang are separated, people and ghosts have their own ways, Han Shiyong's detention of people's souls is a taboo in the underworld, I asked the ghosts and gods of the underworld to ask for the soul, he was really jealous, and finally handed over the ghost to the messenger of the Yin Division, the ghost is not there, and your breath is also broken!"

"Ghosts and gods of the underworld?"

The impact of these words is no lower than that of Mr. Yi directly fighting Han Shiyong, and even to some extent.

"What about Han Shiyong?"

"I've gone back."

Chi Qinghu breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and his heart was both a little excited and a little complicated.

"Mr. Yi, you are the Great Yong National Teacher, right?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled, and even Shi Sheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker, but there was still laughter leaking out of his fingers.

"Dayong doesn't have a national teacher at all, today's Dayong Tianzi is more pragmatic and not keen on this, although he does not interfere with folk customs, but he hates some witches and harms people. And I'm just an idle crane. ”

"That sir, would you like to help us deal with Bai Yudao and Han Shiyong? This person has cholera in the court, oppressed the people, killed innocents indiscriminately, and was heinous. ”

Yi Shuyuan slowly opened the folding fan and fanned it slightly, as if it drove away the sultry summer day in the room and brought a burst of coolness.

"In your eyes he is so, but not necessarily in the eyes of the emperor, and not in the eyes of others."

"Sir, I know that you are a great mediocre, but you are also a righteous person!"

Chi Qinghu can still take care of his face, even if he is a scoundrel, he will let Mr. Yi take action.

As he spoke, he suddenly got up and wanted to kneel down on his knees directly in front of Yi Shuyuan, but before his knees landed, he was hooked by one of Yi Shuyuan's picked out feet.

No matter how much Chi Qinghu exerted his strength, he even used his internal force directly in the back, but found that he couldn't kneel down at all.

At this moment, Chi Qinghu looked at Yi Shuyuan in shock, and his heart shook even stronger.

Since he couldn't kneel, he could only face Yi Shuyuan excitedly with his fists.

"Mr. Yi, Chi Qinghu begs you, if it goes on like this, the emperor does not believe in the ministers, the people believe in the Tao and do not have the surname of the official, all the rivers and lakes are destroyed, and the chaos of the dynasty is difficult to clear, and the well-being of the people of my Dayan Jiangshan Society will be destroyed in this White Feather Dao!"

Perhaps to make Yi Shuyuan tempted, Chi Qinghu immediately continued.

"Some time ago, there was a Jianghu man surnamed Zhao who traveled in Dayong, and accidentally got a treasure, which was suspected to be a fairy book of heaven.

After this news was learned by the people of Bai Yu Dao, they attached great importance to this matter, and even heard that Han Shiyong's personal disciples had personally gone to the Zhao family in Yunlu Mansion, and it was very likely that the immortal book was indeed something! ”

"Now that Han Shiyong has come to Luoqi Mansion City that is closer, it is inevitable to get the Immortal Dao Heavenly Book, and he will even enter Dayong at any cost, and he will set off a bloody rain of rivers and lakes like when he won Yuan Dan."

Yi Shuyuan's folding fan fanned gently, as if he wanted to fan away the heat in his heart.

"Alas, this catastrophe is really troublesome!"

As Chi Qinghu said, then Han Shiyong is bound to get the immortal book, and if he can't get it in his own country, he will definitely not stop, because Han Shiyong's Taoism is indeed unique among warlocks, and he already understands that the immortal recipe really exists.

So when Yi Shuyuan saw Han Shiyong just now, the other party's confidence in the immortal path was so strong!

(End of chapter)