The owner of the Taoist altar in Tongheli is not very old, and the age of the weak crown is just now, even according to the customs at this time, he can also be regarded as a teenager. It's just that unlike the current customs, this Taoist altar master did not grow his hair in a bun, but had short hair that was a little messy, which looked quite energetic, but it was not necessarily in the eyes of others. Such short hair itself makes people wonder whether this son has been sentenced to hard labor in the hair, and his mature wheat-like complexion and sturdy and well-proportioned physique are also suspected of being a mismatch for the army or simply from a military background.

Anyway, it won't be a child of a good family, it can only be a brother on the road.

Jiang An glanced at the other party, but his gaze fell on the hands of this young Dao altar master. Not admiring the calluses on his hands, of course, but staring at the long stick in his hand. The body of the stick is about the thickness of a tea cup, the color is slightly dark, only the two wrapped steel heads glow with a light blue light, such a green steel long stick is obviously from the hands of the master craftsman of the forbidden Shang Fang Bureau, and the texture seems to be still on the sword worn by officials like Jiang An.

Qinggang was originally a good material for casting swords, but it was used to create such a heavy long stick, which made Jiang An really distressed when he looked at it, and his dissatisfaction with the divine sticks of Taiping Dao who were tied to the forbidden eunuchs couldn't help but increase a few points. He is an old man, and he can see that this weapon is not like the thin and hollow fancy things made by some colleagues who practice guns and sticks, but it is really a long piece of iron lumps, and just now it was this iron lump that came down ruthlessly according to Xuan Liu's stomach, and then he stabbed the scarred face and rolled all over the ground.

With such strength, how to fight in battle formations and regardless of it, the Jianghu weapon fight is definitely taking advantage of the big fortune, looking at this young man's family Although it is strong, it is not the kind of rammer who is full of cow-like thick muscles and muscles, how can he have the strange power of this body?

Pressing these questions in his heart for the time being, Jiang An arched his hand, looked at the young man in front of him and said: "This sacrificial wine is invited, our northern lieutenant office received a report from the bitter master, saying that not long ago, a team of merchants went to the capital to transport goods, but when they reached the foot of Yanyue Mountain, they were robbed by bandits, not only all the goods were robbed, but even the bitter master was killed many people, and only one escaped. Isn't it hateful that such a tragic thing happened at the feet of my great Han Emperor? Therefore, this official investigates the case according to the law, pursues the offender, and hopes that the sacrificial wine will restrain the good faith of his subordinates, and not make mistakes. ”

Jiang An's first few sentences were still like that, but in the end, the meaning of the Northern Governor's Office to regard Taiping Dao as a suspect was already obvious.

Sure enough, he opened his mouth here, and the other party's anger came up: "What does this mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything else, since the Son of Heaven praises your sect as a good way to guide people to goodness, it is natural for him to help our official office investigate the case, right?" Jiang An still smiled kindly, and thoughtfully touched the handle of the ring knife on his waist, "Otherwise, let people see that Taiping Dao is a sect that teaches people to be good, but it is against the people in the public gate, and even openly uses force against the messengers, I am afraid that the great sage and good teacher of your sect will not want to see it." ”

The drama road has come to this point, and the calculation of the Northern Governor's Office is no more obvious. At best, if you can continue to arrest the thief in the name of biting down the Taiping Dao altar in Luoyang, and the case will be determined to be a death case under Miki, then it will really be a good idea, and the next thing is to fight a lawsuit in the court and pull down a few cadres of the eunuch faction by the way, or to expand the strength by purging illegal sects, and even to turn officials into real generals, which is a very advantageous thing. Thinking about the bad, even if the head of the Luoyang Taoist altar of Taiping Dao is extremely shrewd and has no handle at all, it is necessary to tease the backbone of these branch altar directors to clash with the officials, and it is best to seal up a few Taoist altars and pay off their assets by the way, not only the military resources of the lord are enriched, but also the side drum can be beaten for the discerning people in the court, and these noble bastards who do not do their business know that Taiping Dao is just a wolf in obedient sheep's clothing, and there is always the possibility of backlash, and keeping these magic sticks is just to raise tigers!

There was a little pride in his heart, Jiang An stared at the rookie in front of him who had just debuted and smiled secretly in his heart: "The script has been prepared for you, cooperate with it, and see which one you want to choose?"

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Tongheli is not a precious place in Luoyang Zhufang, from Wei Ye's point of view, it is similar to the so-called urban-rural junction in the early stage of urbanization of human society in the future, and the earthen stoves and shacks built illegally between households can be seen everywhere, and even the road surface has been occupied a lot. Because of the proximity to the nullah drainage system in Luoyang City, the smell is not very good. Although it is much inferior to Mr. Shu Qingchun's pen, the famous dirty and messy dragon whisker ditch in old Beijing that died when it rained, cats, dogs, and children, all went smoothly and drifted towards people's homes, but it may not be bad in the mix of dragons and snakes.

There is not only a ghost market where the brothers on the road sell stolen goods, but also more than a dozen households with half-hidden doors who specialize in doing some skin and meat business with coolie helpers, and the down-and-out warlocks who calculate the good fortune of the day, the rope team who sells on the docks, and the young and bold traders who have no big capital, are also temporarily borrowed in this place.

It's also thanks to a newly inaugurated immortal warlock who has a sword and sleeves, no matter how you look at it, it has a bit of a ranger style that is not easy to mess with, so he didn't attract one or two people with ulterior motives, otherwise a fresh face like Wei Ye is not the favorite patron of this shoplifter?

It's a pity that someone doesn't look easy to mess with on the face, but in fact he is not very reliable, he looked up at the road ahead, and couldn't help but flick his tongue: "It's a dead end again! Illegal construction is really causing trouble to people, in this kind of ecstasy array for a long time, and when I get to the ground, the play should be finished, what do I want to see?"

Whining that there was no way out, he shook his head slightly, turned around and took a few steps, but heard the sound of extremely low and fine bricks grinding stones behind him. Wei Ye's head was not biased, but he raised his left hand, and the bamboo sheath was bounced, and the peach gold was two inches out of the sheath, and the sword body that was polished as smooth as terrazzo vaguely reflected the situation behind him-

Under a low brick wall, no more than a man high, a brick moved slightly.

The brick walls stand here, compared with the low houses with broken bricks and incomplete tiles in the rammed earth around them. Wei Ye thought for a moment, turned around, and happened to be behind the low wall that looked a little old.

He tiptoed on the base of the wall, climbed a protruding wall tile with one hand, and with a slight force of his upper arm, he jumped lightly onto the wall, like an old ape that had become a spirit, crouching on the wall.

Stabilize his mind, the tip of his nose leads all the way to inhale the clear air, and then slowly exhale it from his mouth, and with the help of the deep breathing method of this largest road goods, the sound of breathing is minimized, Wei Ye waited for the abnormal movement under the wall base to appear again. After a short time, there was another very small sound of friction on the brick surface.

Several square bricks were pulled from the base of the wall, and a hairy head protruded from it. I don't know if it's because no one takes care of it or something else, but this person who came out of the base of the wall didn't have a bun on his head, let alone a bun, and only hastily tied his hair in a ponytail with strips of rags on the top of his head, and he looked like he was just a little ghost who was just ten years old. Dressed in the kind of sleeveless short beats that are common for poor children, the little ghost looked carefully left and right, and then stretched out his hands, propped up the ground, and said while stretching his back: "Sister Wantang, don't be so careful, I took a look around, and there are no black-skinned dogs here to find us trouble." ”

It's a pity that as soon as his words came out, a voice took over his words very happily: "Arrest~arrived~~"

I only felt that the collar was lifted, like a kitten being pulled into the air, and it looked like the little ghost who had survived from this place that was not very suitable for children to grow up had already met the fairy warlock sitting on the low wall.

Sniffling, this little ghost who looked very slippery consciously took Wei Ye's words: "Sister Wantang, it looks like we are in big trouble......

This was definitely not for Wei Ye to hear, because he immediately felt a sharp energy rush out of the hole under the wall base, and directly took Wei Ye's next plate!

didn't have time to react more, Wei Ye took advantage of the situation to take the little ghost in his hand into his arms, shrank his head and rolled to the ground, barely avoiding this inexplicable killing move, and at the same time shouted in a low voice: "What person!"

"Taiping Dao sacrifice wine Gan Wantang, put down the hostages in your hands!"

"Huh?" Wei Ye looked down at the little ghost who was a little unconscious under his arm, and repeated the voice of the girl in the smoke and dust opposite: "Put down the hostage in my hand?"

He immediately stood up and gently stroked the messy hair of this little ghost, good home, it seems that he has just washed his hair recently, there is no dirt and oil, and personal hygiene is still maintained well. Pushing the little ghost a few steps away from his foothold, Wei Ye crossed his arms and smiled: "Mistaken, I didn't deal with it properly just now, and that qi split me and this little ghost together, right?"

The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing the main person who had just spoken, a woman holding a bamboo cane and a high bun, with a goose egg face, light moth eyebrows, and no fat powder, but wearing a man's Xuanduan sacrifice clothes. It's just that this sacrificial dress has not been dyed or embroidered, and it has a vigorous and heroic spirit in its demure and dignified.

Listening to Wei Ye's words, the priestess of Taiping Dao smiled slightly, and nodded to Wei Ye: "I was too anxious just now, and I didn't respond properly, I'm really sorry." ”

Before the words fell, her hand holding the bamboo cane shook, and the sound of aggressiveness breaking through the air came from the head of the cane for no reason!

It's a shame to say that an unemployed folklorist who has just become an immortal warlock has been collecting demons and catching ghosts in the counties around Luoyang for more than a year. The only monster that is a little higher grade is the wolf demon on the North Mountain that has become the climate, but that time there are all the elites of the Big Gun Mansion acting as MT in front, Wei Ye just gave a dark arrow. Speaking of this real experience of fighting in actual combat, Wei Ye is really a big girl on a sedan chair - the first time.

This can't be blamed on him, who called the bandits in this Heluo land are all amateurs who have just changed from mud legs, and they can't even find a guy who knows a little magic?

As soon as he raised his hand, Tao Qianjin was horizontal, Wei Ye really didn't have much experience in fighting with his peers, but he had dealt with those mountain thieves and water thieves who used to be hunters and fishermen more than once, and this sword dealt with it just right, blocking the invisible and sharp way. However, the sword body received this sharp blow, but it did not stop at all, as if it collided head-on with a stupid dog husky that had escaped the reins, and passed straight from Wei Ye's chest. If it weren't for Wei Ye's reaction, he would not be slow, and immediately turned the horizontal sword into the chest into the sword, but I was afraid that this time he would only be embarrassed to play a trick of dog eating.

"What kind of spell is this?" Although he looked a little embarrassed, Wei Ye's curious temperament still did not change, and he looked at the woman opposite and spoke.

However, looking at the gentle and amiable priestess in front of her, she seemed to be puzzled by the superfluous question of the unknown person in front of her, and she cautiously looked around, sure that there were no accomplices with crossbow arrows hidden in the shadows, and the man in front of her who clinged to the unsheathed sword did not seem to be trying to divert her attention. So she looked at him and smiled, and said, "It's just a spell that I haven't learned for a long time, and no one has named it, so I call it Tang Xijin." ”

"The Tangxi Sword has been well-known since ancient times," Wei Ye nodded, feeling the tortuous and sharp feeling of the invisible sharp energy transmitted through the bamboo sheath just now, and his face was clear, "It turned out that a sword qi was created with mana to resist the wind." ”

As he spoke, he smiled like a junior high school student who had solved a complicated exercise, and smiled with a genuinely pleasant and unaccustomed sarcasm, and then, his left hand formed a sword finger and swiped quickly on the bamboo sheath of the peach daughter!

The sword of the sheath slashed forward with the immortal warlock who suddenly snatched into the side of the priestess's wine, and the fire on the bamboo sheath flashed away, and when Wei Ye collected the sword, there was already an extra piece of green bamboo branch hanging on the scabbard. Looking at the bamboo branches hanging from the relief of the scabbard and the jade pendant decorated with red silk threads to ward off evil spirits, Wei Ye innocently shrugged his shoulders at the priestess wine: "Sure enough, it is the Heavenly Medicine Green Bamboo Staff that Fengyue Hall took out at a great discount, I have long said that this kind of toy-like fragile staff is unreliable." ”

With two fingers, he casually picked up the bamboo branch and the jade pendant to ward off evil spirits, and Wei Ye put on a face that looked the most gentle and kind: "Then this beautiful woman of Taiping Dao sacrificed wine, can you calm down and listen to my explanation?"