Before the sun set, the wind by the river was very brisk, and the wicker rippled in the wind, reflecting in the water, as if stirring the river.

Gu Qing still had time to stand by the river and fix his hair, his hair was already very long, he was thinking about whether to cut it shorter, but although there is no such thing in this world that the body is affected by the parents and cannot be easily destroyed, most people have long hair, and he suddenly has short hair, which looks abrupt.

He often remembered the words of the old man in Zhou's storage room, knowing white and guarding black.

Although I often can't do it, I always take out this sentence and recite it a few times, so as to calm the restlessness in my heart and make less trouble.

He's a little uneasy in his heart.

The death of the Taoist priest, the strange roar, the heart that inexplicably flew out of his chest, and the letter that was clearly written by Lu Li, all stirred up Gu Qing's life that had been calm for several days.

Just like the river in front of you.

I don't know what to say, Gu Qing continued to walk towards the city, found the shop with a familiar car, weighed the rice noodles, and when he passed by, he saw fresh beef brisket. Jiangcheng has developed commerce, convenient water conservancy, and does not focus on cultivation and weaving, so the government can't help but slaughter cattle.

"Just a bowl of noodles is not enough. ”

Gu Qing weighed two catties of beef brisket, and remembered that the soup stock of snail noodles plus pork bones was the best, so he weighed the pork bones, and the price was actually very expensive. After asking the butcher, he learned that pork has been in demand recently, and there is a plague at this time. He didn't force it, so he went home.

And Fang Wanqiu, who had been following all the way, had not gained the slightest and couldn't help but be depressed, but she firmly believed that Gu Qingding was too careful and had not yet exposed the true purpose of entering the city.

But when he saw Gu Qing walking all the way back to the door, he was disappointed.

She still didn't give up, hiding outside the wall and eavesdropping, suddenly heard the sound of digging soil, and quietly climbed up the courtyard wall, thinking that she would gain something, but saw that Gu Qing was just digging bamboo shoots.

It turns out that the underground stems of the green bamboo seeds in Gu Qing's yard are shallow in the soil, so they often produce bamboo shoots in summer and autumn, although they are not as fresh and tender as spring bamboo shoots, but they have a unique flavor.

He was just going to dig up some bamboo shoots and stew beef brisket. Gu Qing opened the fire in the yard, chopped the beef brisket into small pieces, and cut the bamboo shoots into sections. Add a little oil to the pot and heat it, add the beef brisket and stir-fry over low heat until the water is dry, put in the homemade spicy bean paste, stir-fry the cooking wine, ginger and green onion until fragrant, add water to boil, skim off the foam, and then simmer over low heat. It will take about a quarter and a half of time for this process.

Gu Qing took advantage of this to prepare snail soup. In the process of making the soup, the time is calculated and bamboo shoots are added to the brisket.

Time passed slowly, the aroma of beef wafted in the yard, and the freshness of bamboo shoots, when the heat was almost there, Gu Qing opened the pot and began to enjoy the bamboo shoot beef.

He also heard the rumbling of his stomach, followed by the faint sound of footsteps.

Fang Wanqiu outside couldn't bear it anymore, she went home for dinner.

Even if he was sure that Fang Wanqiu had left, Gu Qing was still not in a hurry to rummage through the best Yunxuan.

After enjoying the bamboo shoot beef slowly, the snail soup is almost as good.

He eats a lot now, so he is not afraid of bloating.

After eating bamboo shoot beef, he ordered two large bowls of snail noodles, although these two foods were not of much help to the mixed yuan boy gong, but the spiritual satisfaction brought by the food also made Gu Qing a little comfortable.

After putting away the pots and pans, Gu Qing lazily sat on the swing woven by the green vine, squinting and enjoying the last sunshine of the day.

The swing is leisurely, and the wind caresses the face.

After going to the yamen during the day, the tense spirit was completely relaxed, and at the same time, the keen spiritual perception slowly dispersed, and the mixed yuan boy gong began to operate.

After this period of practice, Gu Qing experimented with some auxiliary cultivation methods. He can now adjust his breathing and some special muscle tremors to complete the movement of qi and blood to achieve the effect of strengthening his body.

In this regard, Gu Qing also learned from his past experience, he had seen several monks, who had been meditating for many years, but did not have sores, thought carefully, and came to the conclusion that monks should affect the operation of qi and blood through chanting scriptures.

From the very beginning, Gu Qing didn't feel that the content recorded by Mixed Yuan Tongzigong was an iron law that could not be changed, and no set of laws could be suitable for all situations. The biggest mistake is to be complacent.

As long as he was constantly exposed to information about his cultivation, Gu Qing believed that he would be able to solve the mysteries of his cultivation after all. Night falls imperceptibly, and the moonlight fills the courtyard.

Gu Qing returned to the bedroom and took out the Buddha statue, and the Buddha statue began to absorb the moonlight again, but he didn't know how much moonlight the Buddha statue would absorb before it would give him a cold breath again.

Of course, he did not wait all the time, but placed the Buddha statue by the window.

Gu Qing moved the wardrobe away, he knew everything inside and outside this courtyard, if there was anything Gu Qing didn't understand, it was the wall behind the wardrobe.

The main reason was that Gu Qing was too lazy to move the wardrobe before, and he didn't think that Lu Li would leave something very precious at that time.

The wall behind the wardrobe did not show the slightest abnormality, but the experienced Gu Qing quickly found the mechanism, and after opening it, the wall really revealed a dark compartment, which contained rice paper, as well as a number and a key.

Xuan paper is the best Yunxuan, and it has been used a little. The remaining Yun Xuan is enough for Gu Qing to make many more letters.

Gu Qing looked at the key and the number plate again, and the number plate was hung with a small note, with a text on it: The license plate is the certificate of a safe in Yunzhou Wantong Bank, and the key is a safe.

Could this have been left to him by Lu Li?

But at present, Gu Qing has no plans to go to Yunzhou.

He restored the wardrobe, carried the number plate and keys on his body, and burned the note.

As for the traces of the moving wardrobe, he didn't plan to deal with it, if someone sneaked in, they would naturally keep an eye on the wardrobe, so that it would be more difficult to find the hiding place of the wooden Buddha statue.

Before figuring out the secret of the wooden Buddha statue, Gu Qing didn't plan to carry it with him.

Because he didn't know if taking the wooden Buddha statue out would attract the attention of other practitioners. Just as he found a wooden Buddha statue.

Next, Gu Qing lit the lights and began to fake.

Because Gu Qing had to do some experiments, he had a lot of materials for making potions and other things at home, and he used red fish to cut out several small pieces of Yunxuan paper, and kept experimenting, and finally prepared a potion similar to the letter paper he touched during the day.

Then Gu Qing began to copy Lu Li's words and copied three fake letters.

The handwriting was processed again, almost the same as it had been seen in the daytime.

In the end, Gu Qing chose the letter that felt the most like.

There is still a period of time before dawn, Gu Qing will hide the remaining two fake letters, if Ding Dianjiao soon finds out that the letters have been transferred, these two letters can continue to be processed against the real letters, used to confuse the public.

If after he transferred the bag, after a period of time, Ding Dian Prison did not find out, Gu Qing could rest assured that the two fake letters would be destroyed.

Because of the long time, it is almost impossible for Ding Dianjiao to find out that the letter has been changed.

Of course, now he was going to do the hardest thing to do at the moment, infiltrate the official office and find the letter.