。。 In the middle of the day, an old woman, full of black hair, leaning on her back, walked through the archway, walked down, and followed the trend.

Looking at the pilgrims who went up the mountain one by one, the old woman suddenly stopped, and first looked up at the three four-pillared five-story stone buildings

"Governing the world Xuanyue" four big characters, and looked at the stone statues of Weng Zhong at the door, with bared teeth and grinning to the sky and the earth, with different shapes.

The old woman muttered to herself. Relying on such an unwarranted belief for thousands of years, sick? The old woman shook her head and smiled bitterly.

Will it bring in a lot of gold and silver that will not be spent, or can you count on a good life? Or is it really rejuvenating and immortal?

The old woman couldn't help but pout. A group of stubborn barbarians don't know how to be flexible. The old woman snorted coldly and disdainfully.

The old woman looked at the dusty body of a person passing by, leaning on a branch that could be seen everywhere, and sneered.

She couldn't understand what this group of pious pilgrims was for, so unrealistically and blindly believing in things that didn't exist.

On the other hand, he has a door, from a big name to a peddler and pawn, and his almost crazy respect for his old man, which is what people can touch.

Although it is also blind to this reverence, but the saying of immortality is true, the old man of his own family is said to have touched the threshold of the realm of heaven and man, and if he touches the bypass, he can build the avenue to prove immortality, is it not much stronger than these gods and Buddhas who only exist in legends?

As long as you hold this thigh, why worry about no benefit? Anyway, the world is big, he's the biggest. The old woman has words in her mouth, and the pilgrims who pass by only think that this is also a devout and faithful person, how can they know her crooked thoughts?

This old woman who seems to be about to go to another red dust, seems to be extravagant to take a breath, and looks at the passers-by with misty eyes, as if looking at a group of ants, quite disdainful.

The old woman threatened to go all the way to the official road under Wudang Mountain, from noon to noon, after the Junzhou City Zonghai Gate, she turned around to a tavern with a deserted business, turned to the backyard and did not knock on the door, and climbed over the courtyard wall in a few steps.

Agile and athletic, which looks like an old woman with an old dragon clock? The old woman reached to the back of her head, fumbled for a while, peeled off her hair and a piece of dough, and threw it into an urn for winemaking in the courtyard.

Jiugong Yan. He took out a piece of dough as thin as a cicada's wings in his arms, pressed it on his face for a while, and took out a few silver needles and pierced them at several acupuncture points in Fengchi, Yingxiang and Fengfeng.

As he walked, he put down his hand again, and the person walked through the corridor to the side door of the front hall, and his face had completely changed.

Taking off the patched robe, Xiao Er in the front hall hurriedly trotted over and handed over a clean coarse cloth long skirt, and then looked at this dress, although she looked more like a village woman at the moment, with a little rustic gestures, but between these eyebrows there was clearly an imperceptible enchantment, the charm at the corners of the eyes, and a smile gave up a style that the big lady in the city did not have.

Carrying the burden handed over by the shopkeeper, he picked up the cloth towel on the table and tied it in his hair, feeling no different from the village woman, this Fuying woman who was more than thirty years old directly from the old woman spoke, obviously in order not to let others hear, and asked in a low voice: "Have you checked everything?" The young man who was dressed as a shopkeeper and whose identity would definitely not be the shopkeeper bowed down and said: "The villain started to arrange after receiving the news at noon, and the news from the capital will take two or three days to be clear at the earliest. Jiugongyan naturally reached out and pinched the other party's rough cheeks, very provocative, and couldn't tell whether it was solid or fake, and said with a smile: "How can there be a child like you in Hayato Town, who can do things like you, and when you have the opportunity in the future, go to Daoman's side to do things." The shopkeeper was scared to kneel down, and he didn't care about attracting the attention of the few two or three drinkers in the store, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and his voice was as light as a mosquito and a fly but he couldn't hide his respect.

"Kneel down and thank the Nine Palaces." Jiugong Yan said again: "I'm afraid that the two tributaries of the Killing Pill will be a little inconvenient in the past two days, so you can send someone smarter to help." "The shopkeeper should be.

After that, he just patted him lightly on the top of his head, as if Jiugongyan's action contained something that others didn't understand, and the shopkeeper's waist was lower, and his five bodies were thrown to the ground.

Waiting for the identity, even if it is this shopkeeper, Jiugongyan, who only knows one or two, left with his baggage, and the shopkeeper raised his head, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

The woman who looked like a village woman was the owner of the tavern, and several drinkers couldn't help but look disdainful of this guy in the shop.

He looks like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy. I didn't feel inappropriate about my actions at all, and the shopkeeper got up to work harder.

Coming out of the tavern, Jiugong Yan took out a cake from his baggage, plus a rare piece of black paper, and ate it while walking.

The paper is no more than the size of a palm, and the front and back sides are densely packed with three or four hundred small characters, and the first three big characters

"Yue Qingfeng", I think this is the information about the arrester who was demoted to Junzhou in the capital. It describes in detail some important contacts since the transfer of this woman-like Beijing Catcher to Junzhou more than two years ago, and even includes the resume that can only be controlled by the government, when and where he worked, and when and where he was transferred to where.

After eating a cake, and the information contained in it was almost remembered, he took out the water bladder and swallowed it on a ball of black paper.

But when it comes to intelligence, it has to be dealt with so disgustingly, and it is also a means that these people must have, so as not to leave a handle and make a big fuss after being detected by someone with a heart, Jiugong Yan can only reluctantly eat the secret identity that they can't reveal at the moment.

I can't help but think of the faces around me before, alas, since I came here, I have been careful all day long, and I dare not expose a single thing, so that I have not opened meat for a long time now.

However, thinking of the next plan, Jiugong Yan's eyebrows were crooked, as if she had foreseen some indescribable scenes in the near future, and her smile was charming.

Jiugongyan, who had been depressed for a long time, once again remembered that his old man was alive and fragrant right now, and he was overwhelmed by the absurdity of sleeping with him, so he was angry.

Alas, there are several living water at the same source, and the old immortal seems to have become stagnant water, which is completely a blessing, hugging left and right to be unhappy, but he breaks his leg all day long, and he is busy with things that he can't finish.

However, when he thought of his plan, he felt more comfortable, if he could use Yue Qingfeng to catch the night three watches and the night away, he would not be afraid to come to the backer king who made his old man jealous, and when the time came, he was afraid that he would have to catch up with several other living waters, so wouldn't the day when he call for wind and rain come?

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and even the feet were a little light, and it didn't take long to arrive at the destination of this trip, Dongyi Lane, Funan.

According to the laws and regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where the state and county governments are located, most of the internal planning is according to the layout of the capital, with alleys in the east and west, streets in the north and south, and then named according to the heavenly stems.

In this way, Funan Ding Lane is the fourth east-west laneway to the south of the government. Dongyi Lane, which is conveniently called by the nearby people, is more than 100 zhang away from the government office, no more than the alleys and streets around the government office, where all the officials and nobles live, and the people who gather are all businessmen who do business, such as Yue Qingfeng, who has been expelled from the house and is not in the ranks, is neither a big official nor a rich person at the moment, so he is naturally not qualified to live there, so he can only obey the arrangement to live in a private house here.

Jiugong Yan found this place according to the information on the intelligence, rehearsed the plan in her mind again, repeatedly scrutinized it and tapped it behind her chest, and knocked continuously towards a mottled wooden door.

Naturally, no one squeaks. knocked on the tea scene one after another, and shouted from time to time

"Uncle", but there was no response from the house, but the door of the opposite courtyard creaked open, and Yue Qingfeng peeked out of the courtyard.

Naturally, when she heard the voice behind her, Jiugongyan deliberately ignored it and continued to beat. Leaning on the courtyard gate, Yue Qingfeng saw that this woman was so persistent, and said, "Girl, do you have something to do with Zhao Laohan?" A smile hung on the corner of Jiugongyan's mouth, fleeting, and then turned around, looked at Yue Qingfeng, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and said in a thick Lu dialect: "Big brother, I am his distant niece, my father died of illness a few years ago, let me come to my uncle, I remember that it was here when I came before, why is there no one." Yue Qingfeng, who did not doubt him, said: "Unfortunately, someone came to lunch and took his old couple away, saying that his son had mixed a lot of money outside and took them over to enjoy the blessings." "Jiugong Yan is still quite satisfied with the ability of the tavern shop Xiao Er, although this kind of rhetoric is not seamless, but it is okay to find an opportunity to contact Yue Qingfeng in a short period of time.

Jiugongyan, who was dressed like a village woman, deliberately smeared some wall ash and pretended to be dusty, her face suddenly became bitter, her eyes were red, and she was about to fall into tears.

"Big brother, do you know where my uncle went to find my brother?" Yue Qingfeng shook his head, feeling a little pity for this woman who came all the way to join her relatives but was empty, and said, "I am a fast catcher in the city, and I can help you check it from the household registration book." As he spoke, he flashed his waist card and said,

"If you're not in a hurry, go to the city post house to stay overnight, and I'll take you to the government tomorrow morning." Look at the sunset day, Jiugongyan's tears are falling down,

"I'm running out of entanglements, and I can't go anywhere." Yue Qingfeng frowned. This point has long been closed, and it is impossible to let Yue Qingfeng go through the household registration book alone because of such a trivial matter.

It's time to be right, and it's dark when it's dark, and it's really uneasy for an unaccompanied woman to go out.

While Yue Qingfeng was thinking about it, Jiugong Yan wiped her tears, blushed her face, and said softly: "Big brother, if it's convenient, can you let me stay at your house for a night first?" Don't worry, I will make it clear to your sister-in-law, I won't live in vain, and when I find my uncle, I will give you money. "Yue Qingfeng pouted, where should I find his mother's sister-in-law?

！ Packing up her thoughts, Yue Qingfeng looked at the woman in front of her and was a little overwhelmed, no matter what, the other party is a woman's family, this point let her go out alone, what if she encounters a bad person?

But I am alone with a big man, the other party is a woman, this lonely man and widow, if it is spread out, it will be a little embarrassing.

"Big brother, I've been gone for a day, and I haven't eaten yet, you can give me a cake and let me pad it, if it's inconvenient, I'll wait for you at the door for a night." I don't dare to go anywhere else, I'm afraid that there will be bad people. My father said before, if you have difficulty finding the government when you go out, you are an errand boy, and you are a good person. "The woman is pitiful, and Yue Qingfeng is in a dilemma.

It doesn't seem like there's a better way, right? Yue Qingfeng was ruthless and said: "I am the only one in my family, as long as you don't feel inappropriate, you will be wronged first." As he spoke, he opened the courtyard door.

A subtle smile quickly disappeared on the face stained with tears, and the woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes again, and choked up, "Thank you, big brother." "It's just that when I twisted and entered the door, I didn't pay attention to the threshold and tripped over the threshold, and my body was crooked, but fortunately, Yue Qingfeng reached out in time to hold it.

The woman's pear blossom brought rain, her eyebrows and eyes dodged, and she hurriedly turned sideways, with some shame,

"Big brother, can I boil some water to wash my body? I haven't changed my clothes in a month. Yue Qingfeng, who was never obscene, restrained his mind and said, "The stove room is over there, you clean it up by yourself, and I'll go to the side room to clean it up." Watching the man walk away, the woman smiled triumphantly.

Thinking of a woman's actions, a man's heart moved. They all understand, but they don't understand. Each has his own thoughts, pretending to be confused with understanding.