When I returned to Qingfeng Mausoleum, it was already late at night.

Yu Chen closed the doors and windows and took out the Sutra.

When the wood carving was sent to Li Qiu'e's tomb, the last wish of the foolish son Wang Ling had been fulfilled.

Now in the Sutra, the last wish of the [Birthday Gift] has disappeared, and the ghosts are no longer seen in the fog on the banks of the Huangquan River.

Yu Chen stared at the scroll and was silent for a long time.

All the while, after the last wish was completed, the ghosts crossed the river.

Yu Chen didn't know where they went.

Will it disappear and return to silence, or will it be reincarnated and reincarnated as a new human being?

Nobody knows.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Yu Chen looked at the frontispiece of the Sutra.

The golden light shines.

[Eight products of all wishes, eight products of all souls, the treasure book "Yu Bu Fan Volume"]

Between the ups and downs of the smoky gray words, a gray book flew out of the Nadu Book of People and landed firmly in Yu Chen's hand.

As soon as he opened it, in an instant, the whole person seemed to be sucked into the boundless void.

With the experience of the previous times, Yu Chen no longer panicked, and watched the golden figure appear in the void.

There was no superfluous communication and exchange, and the golden figure took a step in the void.

Left foot across!

At that moment, it was obviously an extremely simple step, but it gave birth to a phantom like an afterimage!

Then, reach forward with your right foot!

Another ghostly step!

Move your left foot sideways!

The footsteps of the golden light figure are getting faster and faster, and there are more and more afterimages brought up, and in the end, Yu Chen's eyes can't catch it!

In the void, there is only a golden light left, moving vertically and horizontally!

What's even more weird is that with every step he takes, his whole person's "momentum" rises by one point!

This is not a simple internal strength, nor is it a so-called strength, but an indescribable "potential".

It's like when you stand on the edge of the ocean, watching the majestic waves roll up, although it is extremely far away, the terrifying "momentum" still makes your scalp tingle!

Seven and forty-nine steps later, the golden figure suddenly rushed in front of Yu Chen, and the momentum that had accumulated to the peak was suddenly released!

At that moment, it was clear that he didn't make any moves, just stopped in front of Yu Chen, but Yu Chen still felt that what he was in front of was not a person, but an incomparably majestic huge mountain!

Cover the sky!

Then, almost instinctively, Yu Chen followed the steps of the golden figure, clumsily following the example.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

……

From the rustiness and stiffness at the beginning, slowly to skillful, and then to the perfection of the furnace, to the realm!

I don't know how long it has passed.

Yu Chen was completely immersed in this miraculous pace, forgetting the passage of time.

It seems like only a few hours, and hundreds of thousands of years have passed.

When Yu Chen completely kept up with the pace of the golden figure, the sky was spinning!

He came back to reality!

The gray book also disappeared, leaving no trace of it.

And that miraculous pace has been completely remembered in Yu Chen's flesh instinct. He stepped out of the room and stepped into the dark snow!

Turned into a pitch-black afterimage, shuttling between the messy graves!

Finally, when I returned to the door of the house, I looked outside the cemetery, and there was not a single footprint!

Tread the snow without a trace!

And at this moment, Yu Chen also realized the miracle of this "Yubu Fan Scroll"!

One of them is a step that increases speed, ethereal and traceless, like a ghost!

Second, Yu Bu, also known as Bugang Doudou, steps on the stars with both feet, and performs the appearance of Gang Dou in a short period of time, which can make the meridians burst out with terrifying power in an instant!

——The "potential" that Yu Chen felt from the golden light figure before was like this.

"Hoo ......"

With a long breath of turbidity, Yu Chen nodded slightly.

This so-called "Yu Bu" can not only be used to increase speed, but also burst out in an instant in the battle to catch people off guard!

And this, like the dragon and the tiger, is just a "mortal scroll", if it is a higher part, then what kind of power is it?

Thinking like this, Yu Chen washed up, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

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The next day, Yu Chen got up early in the morning.

Today, the eighth day of the lunar month is the day when the Yamen Yingkusi distributes silver once a month.

- Not to mention anything else, although Yu Chen, the grave watcher, is a ninth-rate, he eats the food of the yamen.

Although the month's worth of this tomb is a drop in the bucket compared to the silver hidden under the bed.

But no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and no one will be disgusted with more money, right?

Went down the mountain early, sucked a bowl of clear soup Yangchun noodles on the dry bridge, and Yu Chen went to the north of the city.

——This is where the various parts of the Yamen and the Wangqi Division are located, and Yu Chen never goes this way on weekdays.

On the way, there were already officials who had eaten Yamen dinner together and walked towards Yingkusi in twos and threes, and when they saw Yu Chen, they all subconsciously retreated a few steps.

First, it is naturally because of his unfortunate identity as a grave watcher, and secondly, it is still the identity of the criminal household, which makes people want to have anything to do with him.

Yu Chen didn't care, he was happy and quiet, and he went to Yingkusi with small steps.

There was no one to fight with him, no one to squeeze with him, and happily took the copper plate and prepared to go up the mountain.

When I got out of Yingkusi and walked to Fengtian Street in the north of the city, a gray-black carriage came towards me.

There was nothing surprising about that place, it was the standard carriage used by the yamen, but under the carriage, a yellow and clear gossip emblem attracted Yu Chen's attention.

- Wangqi Division.

This gossip coat of arms is not a decoration of Tu Yile, but a symbol of the Wangqi Division, an extraordinary department of the Great Xia court.

Yu Chen knew early on that there were more than people in this world, and in the dark corners, evil things such as demons and monsters were also lurking.

And the reason why humanity has been able to stabilize them for many years is naturally because there are also people who cultivate the Dao and practice Qi and control extraordinary powers.

The official organization composed of these extraordinary beings in Great Xia is called the Wangqi Division, which is dedicated to slaying demons and eliminating demons.

Of course, in addition, some mad alchemists who have entered the evil path are also within the scope of their punishment.

All in all, the Wangqi Division is a rather mysterious institution for many mortals.

This is true even for many officials.

Just like the Wangqi Division of Weishui County, although it is nominally half a head lower than the county magistrate, the yamen actually has no right to mobilize the Wangqi Division at all.

- Just like when the yamen wanted to use the power of Wangqi to eradicate the evil insect, but they sent people away with a sentence of "not becoming a demon", and there was nothing to be done.

Yu Chen's mind was surging with these chaotic thoughts, but the carriage of Wangqi Division slowly stopped in front of him.

The tall-headed horse glanced at Yu Chen condescendingly, snorted, and turned his head.

And the one who drove the car was a young man in a Taoist robe, who did not squint.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the car was raised, and a handsome man who was only about twenty-five or sixteen poked his head out and looked at Yu Chen.

Even if he has no expression, he gives people the feeling of laughing, like a spring breeze.

"Little one, you're going to get the money? What's your name? ”

At that moment, Yu Chen suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It's as if this guy in front of him is trying to see through his whole person with his eyes.

But the Sen Luo ghost face hidden under the flesh and skin immediately took effect, hiding all the surging qi and blood and abnormalities in his body.

But Yu Chen still replied: "The criminal Yu Chen, who was the tomb keeper of the Qingfeng Mausoleum at the time. ”

"Oh......"

The man didn't seem to see anything wrong, let out a long sigh, withdrew his gaze, lowered the curtain, and left.

Yu Chen was inexplicable, but this scene was seen by the surrounding officials, but they were shocked and surrounded Yu Chen!

"Grave watcher! It's a blessing! ”

Immediately, an official winked at Yu Chen, and came closer, ignoring Yu Chen's identity as a double debuff of the grave and the guilty household.

Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"You don't know the one in the carriage?"

With a look of envy, the official looked at the one in the distance, and sighed:

"That's Lord Wangqi! Don't say anything else, just rely on what he said to you today, you will not be bullied in Weishui in the future! ”

The head of the division?

The head of the Hope Division?

Yu Chen's heart was shocked!

Weishui is a small place, and there are even fewer cultivators, and the only one recognized as breaking through the innate realm and stepping into the path of cultivation is the mysterious and ethereal Wangqi leader!

In other words, the guy who just talked to him was the rumored alchemist who could control the wind and fire, travel clouds and rain, and have many miracles!

When Yu Chen heard this, the ghost sent a god to turn his head and glance at the tearful eyes of the spirit cow.

I saw that on the top of the ordinary carriage, the blood was monstrous, and the red clouds were all over, and it was as full as a cover!

"The person who looks at the grave here is blessed to have something to do with the head of the division!" The official was still amazed, "But you have to grasp it!" If you can be favored by the head of the department, I can't even erase the identity of the guilty household! ”

Yu Chen listened, said a perfunctory word, and left, returning to Qingfeng Mausoleum.

This encounter with the head of Wangqi was just an episode.

But Yu Chen confirmed a few pieces of information.

First, those who practice Qi cultivation can maintain their appearance and immortality. You must know that it is rumored that the head of the Wangqi Division has been serving in Weishui for more than 20 years, but now that he looks at it, he is only equivalent to a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Second, seeing that the Wei Tian Eye couldn't distinguish the person who was refining the Qi Cultivator through it—just when he looked at the blood qi of the head of the division, Yu Chen opened the Wei Tian Eye at the same time, wanting to see how strong this Qi Refining Qi cultivator was, but he couldn't see through it at all.

Of course, this may also be due to being a child or a congenital child, and not stepping into the path of refining qi, but how it is will be said later.

Thirdly, even if it was a refining Qi cultivator, it seemed that he would not be able to see through the disguise of Sen Luo's face, otherwise if the head of Fang Cai saw the boiling qi and blood in his body, he would not have that attitude.

After all, this was the first person Yu Chen had met who had cultivated the Qi Dao, so he thought about it a little more.

As for what the official said, let him have a good relationship with the head of the department and exempt him from the identity of the sinner.

Yu Chen didn't take it to heart at all.

Because of the unpleasant words, when I saw this head of the department for the first time, I don't know if it was because he wanted to see through Yu Chen's details, Yu Chen subconsciously rejected this head of the department who met for the first time.

I always felt that under his calm and gentle surface, there was something hidden that disgusted me.

This feeling has no reason, but it really exists.

Yu Chen also believes that it is not fake.

After all, the vast blood like a rolling red cloud is enough to show that this master is not as gentle as he seems on the surface.

Shaking his head, Yu Chen threw these chaotic thoughts out of his mind and prepared to make a fire to cook.

But suddenly, a bird fell from the sky for the first time and stood firmly by Yu Chen's window.

The latter was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand.

I saw that the flying bird fell into Yu Chen's hands and turned into a lifelike paper bird.

Yu Chen's eyes narrowed.

He stopped what he was doing and went down the mountain again.

- This paper bird was exactly what he handed over to Xie Qing, the boss of the Zhengqing Gang!

The other party promised to help Jiangnan find Xiao Zihua, who escaped from prison, and would notify Yu Chen in the form of a paper bird if he found it.

Today, it seems that there is news!

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At the same time, outside Weishui City, on the official road.

The Great Xia Dynasty had a vast territory, and in order to more closely link the various provinces and states together and communicate with each other, the first emperor ordered the great power of the Wangqi Division of the capital to use the magic power of moving mountains and reclamation to open up a smooth and smooth official road in the entire territory of Great Xia.

Let every road, every state, and every county be connected to each other, so that it is convenient for carriages and caravans to pass.

- The rumor is true, but no one knows what the truth is, after all, it was all years ago.

On the official road, every 100 miles, there is a post, where you can eat tea and rest, feed the horses and rest, and it is also an important station for transmitting intelligence and news between state capitals.

Outside Weishui City, a distance of 100 miles, Qingshan Station.

A tall and sturdy man with five big and three thick, unkempt sits at the table outside the inn, like a starving ghost reincarnated, sucking the noodles in the bowl.

The boiled noodles in white water were added with a little salt and oily ideas, which made this strong man feel as if he had eaten the delicious delicacies in the world, and he dried more than ten bowls in a row before he burped, and drank a few bowls of cold water with a slurp, and exhaled comfortably!

Say "Comfort".

The owner of the post station was tall and thin, and he was half of the court, but he didn't have a store in front of the village or behind the village, most of them were lonely and bad, and he didn't care about the dirty appearance of the strong man, so he sat next to him and quipped: "Eat so much, aren't you afraid that your stomach will break?" ”

The tall man scratched his head honestly, "Hahaha! When you're full, work hard! ”

"What are you doing?" The innkeeper asked curiously.

"Hey, hey!" The tall man patted his head and pointed in the direction of Weishui City, "Let's move corpses in the city!" ”

Hearing such a ninth-rate business, the innkeeper didn't dislike it, and waved his hand: "My post station, three sects and nine streams, the one who comes is a guest, although he eats and drinks - of course, this is not less!" ”

"Of course!" The corpse movers laughed!

Just then, a carrier pigeon circled from afar and landed on the table.

The innkeeper's face changed at that time.

He was well-informed at this station, and he could naturally see that this pigeon was well-trained.

If it's used by a caravan, it's not surprising.

But how can a ninth-rate person who moves corpses use this kind of carrier pigeon?

The corpse mover took a strip from the pigeon's leg, looked at it, smiled, and put down a dozen copper plates, "Boss, let's go, it's time to work!" ”

The owner of the post station held his hands and didn't expose it, but just asked with a smile: "There is no village and no store in this radius of ten miles, how can there be any corpse for you to move?" ”

"Naturally!"

The corpse mover stood up and grinned, "-someone, it should have been a corpse fifteen years ago. ”