The people from the Criminal Department quickly left and took Xu Qi'an, who was labeled as a prisoner.

The gray-haired old man withdrew his qi at this time, didn't even look at Xu Pingzhi, and held Zhou Gongzi's arm: "Young master, the old slave will take you back to the house to bandage your wounds first." ”

Zhou Gongzi followed him out and shouted, "I want that kid to die." ”

"Okay, good, the old slave will do it. The old man smiled kindly.

"No, I'll go personally. ”

"It's all up to the young master. ”

The two of them left the county government with Hu Cong, and the figure disappeared, and Xu Pingzhi suddenly breathed heavily, like a person who was almost drowning.

Already soaked with sweat.

"I'm going to sue the emperor!" Xu Pingzhi said word by word.

"You can't see the Holy One, the forbidden land of the Imperial Palace, how can you enter the Hundred Households of the Imperial Sword Guard? Zhu Xianling sighed: "Forget it." ”

"No, no..."Xu Pingzhi is sometimes hideous, sometimes desperate.

Zhu Xianling thought for a while, "The only thing you can do now is to find a way to say goodbye, he is the son of Yunlu Academy, maybe there will be a way." ”

Although Yunlu Academy has been suppressed in the officialdom and has almost no room for survival, the people who live in it are not powerless scholars.

It was a group of saint disciples.

They are not only good at convincing people with reason, but they are also good at convincing people with reason.

So when Xu Xinnian was able to get rid of the fate of exile, he was only stripped of his fame and naturalized.

......

Pick up the star building!

Wang Zhutou rode his horse to the tallest building in the capital, and there were no soldiers around it, but when it approached, he would find that there was no trace of the people near the Star Picking Tower.

Si Tianjian is a place full of legends, the supervisor is a celestial ruler who watches the stars and determines the calendar, and is an immortal figure who can communicate with the heavenly immortals.

The works of the alchemists of Si Tianjian are widely circulated among the people, benefiting the people, and compared with other systems, Si Tianjian Warlock is the most accepted image of the gods by the people.

Where the gods lived, no one dared to come.

Wang Zhutou wanted to rein in the horse's reins several times and go home, but he couldn't help it.

Under tremendous psychological pressure, he stopped in front of the star-picking tower, and with trembling hands, he tied the horse's reins to the carved railing on the stone steps.

Bite the bullet and go up the stone steps.

The foundation of the Star Picking Tower is six meters high, which is higher than the roof of an ordinary house.

With a nervous mood, Wang Zhutou came to the first floor of the Star Picking Tower, which was very well lit, and the sunlight shone in through the rows of holes in the wall, and the dust floated in the beam.

Wang Zhutou saw rows of medicine cabinets, and saw young people in white sitting around, discussing something fiercely.

I saw someone holding a scroll and reading hard, I saw someone sleeping on the table, and I saw someone boiling medicinal herbs.

It is rumored that the immortals of Si Tianjian are all medical saints, and they don't charge money to save lives and help the wounded.... Wang Zhutou now believes it.

"Who are you?"

A man in white noticed Wang Zhutou, came up to him, and examined him.

There are no soldiers around Si Tianjian, but very few people dare to approach unscrupulously, and only some people who are seriously ill and know that they have no way to live, so they will come here to try their luck.

Wang Zhutou was a little restrained, his throat rolled, and he stammered: "I, I.... It is the head catcher of the Yamen of Changle County. ”

So?

The man in white looked at him and didn't speak.

The other party's eyes were blazing, sharp as if he could see people's hearts, Wang Zhutou was under great pressure, and he almost gave up his little brother Xu Qi'an, turned his head and left.

"I, I'm here to find Miss Caiwei.," said Wang Zhutou.

"Senior Sister Caiwei?" The man in white looked at Wang Zhutou again, and saw that he was empty-handed, and said in his heart, You didn't bring anything to eat, so you came to find Senior Sister Caiwei?

"What's the matter. ”

Wang Zhutou took out a book with a dark blue cover from his arms: "A friend asked me to give this book to Miss Caiwei, with a sentence: Xu Qi'an is in trouble, save him quickly." ”

The man in white took it and rolled it a few times, the words on it were twisted like chicken feet, and it was really difficult to get into the elegant hall.

He lost interest and held the book in his hand, "Senior Sister Caiwei is not here, she went out to play." Either you wait here or come back later, or give me the book and I'll pass it on for you. ”

"Then there's Lord Law. "The king caught his head and fled.

"Senior brother, what's the matter? ”

A man in white on the side looked at the back of Wang Zhutou who left in a hurry and asked.

"A head catcher, said that he came to find Senior Sister Caiwei, there should be something urgent.... You send this book to the seventh layer, give it to Senior Brother Song, and ask for his opinion. ”

......

Song Qing is the leader of the six alchemists, the fourth disciple of the supervisor, and in the Si Tianjian, everyone can claim to be a disciple of the supervisor.

But in fact, there are only six apprentices who have really been taught by Jian Zheng, known as the six sons of Si Tianjian.

The other disciples are all apprentices taught by these substitute teachers, well, Chu Caiwei is the youngest disciple, and she has not yet graduated from the teacher, so she is not qualified to teach her younger brothers and sisters for the time being.

Not long after Song Qing returned to the capital, he heard about the beginning and end of the tax and silver case, and under the ardent expectation of all the younger brothers and sisters, he took over the refining of fake silver.

The white-clothed alchemists, who were extremely happy in the 996 blessings, almost cried with joy.

"Failed again, Senior Brother Song, can't even you. ”

"Nonsense, how could Senior Brother Song fail, it's just that the creation and research and development of an alchemy need to be summarized by countless failures. ”

"As long as Senior Brother Song can understand the mysteries, our Si Tianjian will have one more skill. ”

Song Qing, who had burst his liver for twelve hours in a row, waved his hand, "Don't talk, I want to be quiet." ”

He didn't sleep all night, Song Qing's eyes were still bright, and even a little excited, as a fanatic of alchemy, he accepted all the challenges in the field of alchemy.

It's not a question of the dosage of salt .... After several summaries, it can probably be judged that the temperature of the flame should be controlled at the melting salt, but it should not be allowed to boil.... The key point is in the thunder and lightning .... Song Qing groaned.

He has realized the crux of the problem, but he has no concept of voltage, so he can only try again and again to control the strength of the lightning method.

"A simple salt can make fake silver, and the person who created this alchemy is simply a genius. Song Qing sighed that if he could make friends with this talent, his life creation plan might be able to make a huge breakthrough.

At this moment, a white-clothed man walked up the stairs to the seventh floor, where the alchemists gathered.

The white clothes are the uniforms of Si Tianjian's disciples, and at first glance there is no difference, the difference is in the chest. The alchemist's chest is embroidered with a furnace.

This disciple who came to the seventh layer had herbs embroidered on his chest, which meant that he was the ninth rank of the warlock, the physician.

Also known as a healer.

"Senior brother, just now a head catcher came to find Senior Sister Cai Wei, and he also brought a sentence: Xu Qi'an is in trouble, save him quickly. ”

The disciple with herbs embroidered on his chest said, "I thought that there might be something important, it was Senior Sister Caiwei's friend who asked for help, so I specially came up to inform me. ”

Xu Qi'an.... Song Qing felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"What else did the man say?"

The disciple with herbs embroidered on his chest handed over the book with the dark blue cover in his hand: "Only this book was left." ”

"This word is simply ugly out of the sky...."Song Qing took it, turned the first page, and was immediately spicy to the eyes of the distorted words like chicken feet.

There is a preface on the first page of the opening chapter, and he looks at it carefully:

Equivalent exchange, the unchanging principle of alchemy - Edward Elric.

PS: What is short, how can it be called short. It's concise!!