Chapter Ninety-One: The Ink Blade is Missing

Dai Shi waited at the gate of the treasury with the treasury officer early.

Seeing Ling Muyun and Second Brother Ye appear, he stepped forward to say hello, and took the two of them to the treasury to collect Ling Muyun's seized things.

The carriage has long been missing, and other things are placed on the shelves alone.

It should be trivial, Ling Muyun picks and chooses, only takes the valuable things in it, and lets Second Brother Ye carry it.

The only thing to be seen is the ink blade.

The treasury officer checked the exit records for a long time, but still did not find anything.

"Think about it, this thing is too important to me."

When Ling Muyun spoke, he looked at Dai Shi.

"Think about it carefully, don't miss the big thing of the son!" Dai Shi hurriedly urged the treasury servants.

"Think about it......" The treasury official knocked on his forehead, and in Dai Shi's anxious look, he suddenly said: "I remember, there is a man named Liu Ziji, who took the handwritten book of Nanyang Taishou Lu Zongzhi and transferred a batch of goods from the treasury. ”

"Liu Ziji? Who? ”

"Say it quickly." Daisch urged again.

"I don't know the specifics, I'm afraid I'm going to ask Nanyang Taishou."

"Look at me and clean you up later! Childe, look ......"

The treasury servant looked aggrieved, and used a broken knife to fold a hundred taels of gold, and its final flow was just a small head, and the real beneficiary was not Dai Shi?

"I went to Nanyang for a walk, but I didn't know Lu Zongzhi well, so I didn't know how to visit."

Seeing Ling Muyun's embarrassed face, Dai Shi couldn't wait to jump to his feet and scold.

Is it unfamiliar or not known at all?

What does it have to do with how to visit?

You don't know me well, didn't you come to the door last night?

"Childe, this is easy to do, I will write a handwritten letter, you bring it, Lu Zongzhi will not be embarrassed if he looks at my thin face."

"The inspection on the road is too strict, I don't know what the Taishou thinks?"

"Luoyang is short of thieves, and the son can hold this position. There is a demon on the wanted list, and he calls himself the Taoist of Tsing Yi, and his whereabouts are uncertain. I don't know what Childe thinks? ”

What Daisch said was not made up out of thin air, but it was a real person.

It's just that in the troubled times, the master is more diligent than the concubine, and no one takes the wanted list seriously.

Thieves hunt for positions, and it is convenient to act across state lines as a fast catcher.

"Thank you for your appreciation. The bronze medal thing, please also ask Taishou to arrange for someone to send it to the Yunyu Inn. ”

"Don't bother with it, I'll arrange it immediately."

Looking at the two people who were drifting away, the treasurer asked in a low voice, "Who is this son?" I would like you to accompany you personally. ”

Ling Muyun and Second Brother Ye's dress was no different from slavery, seeing Dai Shi's arrangement, they looked respectful, and the treasury servant was puzzled.

"Ask less, live a long time, take what you take today, make accounts as soon as possible, don't leave a handle."

Dai Shi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: This little life can be regarded as saved.

Ling Muyun only arrived at the Yunyu Inn on the front foot, and the bronze medal on the back foot had already been delivered.

"Second Brother Ye, go and exchange for some scattered gold and silver, I will be of great use." Ling Muyun commanded.

As for what it was, Second Brother Ye had almost guessed it.

Last night, the eldest lady next door, sitting on the threshold, scolded for half a night, and didn't even repeat the words.

In addition, officers and men symbolically patrolled the streets, and one after another strengthened the management of the displaced people.

Just because, someone reported to the official that he had lost a few baked cakes, roast chicken, and some clothes.

In the evening, it was dark, and the eldest mother stopped scolding.

The one who reported to the official did not feel sorry for himself.

The scattered silver thrown in from outside the wall for no reason made all the small people who had lost their things want to throw them a few more times.

"Thank God for the reward."

They said in unison.

The initiator, Ling Muyun, was sitting in the lobby of the inn with Second Brother Ye at this time, carefully tasting the wine and hearty food.

The four captives next to him took food with them, and killed the food of two people.

"Prisoner four, when you are washed and cleaned, I will send you to the Taishou Mansion and be an attendant, it is better than a hungry meal."

Ling Muyun had already persuaded him several times, but the fourth prisoner was silent, and he didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

"Prisoner four, I can't take you on the road, and I can't bear you sleeping on the streets."

Ling Muyun continued to persuade him.

"Take care of yourselves, my father's captives will come to me. Besides, when did I say I would go with you? How do my buddies live? It's quite a big person, it's really grinding. ”

After the captive Sihu finished eating, he didn't go out of the way, and shouted at the shopkeeper: "Two more roast chickens, the oil is bigger, I'll take them away." ”

Ling Muyun smiled.

According to Second Brother Ye, don't look at the fourth captive who is only eight years old, but he is the child king in the south of the city.

Up to thirteen or fourteen, down to four or five years old, when they see the fourth captive, they will shout the fourth brother.

Of course, these four brothers were not called in vain, in addition to acting together to make suggestions, they were also beaten the most viciously.

"Even if there is fate, it is natural to arrange several children for a while."

Ling Muyun thought for a long time and knocked on the door of the eldest mother's courtyard.

"Immortal family, what do you command?"

Ling Muyun was half-draped, wearing a feather coat, and the fairy aura was fluttering, making the eldest lady think that it was a fairy family who entered the door.

Ling Muyun didn't enter the door, and across the courtyard gate, she told her aunt and her father-in-law to clean up the abandoned courtyard next door, cook two meals a day, and let the children have food and clothing temporarily.

In fact, he originally wanted to go to Taishou for help, but considering that Dai Shi had helped him a lot, he had to give up.

Five ingots of gold are the wealth that the eldest mother and the father-in-law can't earn in their lifetime.

The moment Ling Muyun suddenly disappeared, the two old men hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Follow the instructions of the Great Immortal." ”

"Luoyang has no gain, but it has been delayed for the longest time, tomorrow, set off early. Is the bullock cart ready? ”

"Back to Gongzi, the ox cart is ready to stop, and the store is feeding in Haosheng."

Ling Muyun nodded, turned around and went back to the house.

Without him, for six months, there was no improvement in cultivation, but at the moment of Yuan Qi's infusion, he couldn't feel the original sense of smoothness.

It must be carefully adjusted, run every day, and straighten out the true qi.

If it affects the cultivation, the gains really outweigh the losses.

All night, Ling Muyun was conditioning the True Qi and penetrating the meridians.

I practiced so seriously more than ten years ago, in order to realize that trace of true qi earlier, and also to meet my parents earlier.

When he woke up, when he was only lame and lame, he thought that it was because he didn't work hard in his cultivation and made his parents unhappy, so he didn't say goodbye.

During that time, Ling Muyun practiced day and night, and he was distressed when he saw it, so he had to take him out for a walk in a different way.

Includes ticking the bar to listen to the music.

Cripple Nine knows that the matter of cultivation is not in a hurry.

Going with the flow is the best practice, and being too diligent will cause fatigue in the meridians and hinder the cultivation irreversibly.

It's just that Pandora's box was unintentionally opened, which made Lame Jiu worry a lot.

Ling Muyun's love for the hook bar surpassed himself in just one year.

Will the plaything lose his mind and enter the other extreme, which is a headache for the lame nine.

It wasn't until he found out about Ling Muyun's true qi overflow.

I was reassured.