Later, the king of Zhenling personally pointed it out, and they suddenly realized that this set of footwork came out in a formation, and by then each of them had become a formation.
Such a set of footwork allowed them to learn for an entire hour.
After Yun Chi taught them, she let them practice in the yard, but she cut a lot of yellow talisman paper, the pen was like a dragon, and she drew one after another.
King Zhenling got bored with tea and walked to her side and watched.
I saw that those talisman papers were like celestial scripts, and he couldn't understand a single piece of it.
He frowned and asked, "Have you learned the technique of the heavenly master, the technique of the profound door?"
Why did you draw the talisman
Yun Chi shook his head, "I haven't studied, and I haven't met anyone who understands this."
"Are you going to tell this king that you are self-taught without a teacher?"
Yun Chi didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: "Of course not, I just remembered these symbols when I saw the tragic way of breaking the formation."
This is not a lie.
She also found it strange when she flipped through the ancient book of rags with cloth formations. Why do we need talisman paper to break the formations? However, the pages of the method of breaking the formation were filled with 18 kinds of symbols, indicating the methods of use, and her memory was really against the sky. By the way, the 18 symbols were written down.
Just now she was just drawing symbols.
She spoke calmly, but King Zhenling and Xu Jing on the side were shocked.
She actually wrote down so many symbols
Moreover, if you write it down, you can draw it exactly as you remember it
Xu Jing's eyes looked at her as bright as stars.
Miss Yun is so amazing!
After Yun Chi was ready, he entered the main hall and sat down beside Uncle Chai. On the tea table, the color of the tea that has been cooked for three rounds has faded.
"Miss Yun, I will exchange another pot of tea for you."
"There is Uncle Lachai."
Yun Chi smiled sweetly, looked at Uncle Chai's hand, and suddenly said, "Uncle Chai, I saved your life, right?"
Uncle Chai was stunned, and reacted quickly, "Isn't it? Girl Yun's great kindness, I will never forget it."
"Do you want to repay your gratitude?" Yun Chi still smiled, his appearance was a little sly, but it made people think it was just a joke, and he was totally unsuspecting.
Uncle Chai said in a convenient way: "Of course I have to repay my life-saving grace."
"Well, that's good, it's actually not very difficult. You pay for your life, Uncle Chai, just give you five thousand taels."
Hearing this, Uncle Chai was really stunned.
He subconsciously raised his sleeves to look at King Zhenling who was standing outside the door, and looked at Xu Jing who was packing his things, a little confused.
Yun Chi is not like the kind of person who saves their lives for money.
She had never mentioned remuneration before.
Why are you talking about money all of a sudden
Moreover, looking at fate to give money, is this to measure their fate with silver? His life is worth five thousand taels? Uncle Chai couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't know whether his life was cheap or valuable.
"Uncle Chai doesn't have five thousand taels?" Yun Chi asked again, tilting his head slightly and looking at him, still like a sly girl, completely harmless.
"Five thousand taels, yes..." Uncle Chai seemed to be able to keep up with her thoughts. "It's just that there is a bank in the capital, it's not a big gold exchange, and it won't be able to get it out for a while."
Yun Chi nodded her head to express her understanding, "That's it." She looked towards King Zhenling and said loudly, "Lord!"
King Zhenling looked over.
Yun Chi smiled and said, "Uncle Chai owes me five thousand taels. You are his master. How about paying for him first?"
Uncle Chai was stunned.
The King of Zhenling looked at her, then at Uncle Chai, and said to Xu Jing: "Give her five thousand taels of silver."
"Yes."
"Master, Miss Yun, this, this..." Uncle Chai didn't know what to do, and watched Yun Chi receive five thousand taels of cash from Xu Jing.
Yun Chi stood up, looked at him again, his eyes flashed.
"I'll take people over. Don't follow any of you. If there are too many people, it's a bad thing." Yun Chi saw that the eighteen shadow soldiers had learned that set of footwork, so he carried two burdens, turned around and stopped to follow. King of Zhenling and Xu Jing.
How could she not know that this house must have been obtained by what means they used. Now that King Zhenling has people by his side, it is naturally more convenient to stay here than to go back to the inn.
Uncle Chai also stopped King Zhenling, "Master, we should go to Washington."
The genius doctor Hua is not a man of fame, his medical skills are indeed superb. Compared with the extravagance to break the sorrow of all evils, it is the prince's body that is the business.
Although Yun Chi had given him the needle and broke the fake life-renewing needle, the poison of the corpse cold has not been solved yet, this is the top priority.
King Zhenling was about to speak when a gray homing pigeon landed on the shoulder of a shadow soldier.
He quickly untied the small bamboo tube from the pigeon's feet, took out the note from it, took a look, and said in a deep voice to the king of Zhenling: "The king, the emperor has given the prince and the saint of Xianqimen to marry the prince. Xianqi Sect Master Yun Wensong will soon take the saint to the capital to be married. The emperor made an order and ordered the prince to enter the palace to participate in the dust washing feast in half a month."
From Yicheng to Beijing, it will take eleven or twelve days to rush forward.
In other words, they can only stay in Yicheng for two more days at most.
Go to Hua Gan, can't delay.
The King of Zhenling looked at Yun Chi, Yun Chi pursed his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "You go to Washington now, and I will break the formation."
King Zhenling looked at her with a smile that seemed to have nothing to heart. He didn't know why he was a little irritable, "Find your maid in three days at the latest, and then go back to Beijing with this king."
"It won't take three days to find Jinfeng." Yun Chi hooked his index finger to the eighteen shadow soldiers, "Follow me."
King Zhenling watched her take the people away, but for some reason, there was a trace of anxiety in his heart.
He pursed his thin lips and clenched his fists.
Yun Chi's back without turning his head made him itchy with hatred.
On the bustling streets, this day is still busy with people coming and going.
The group of them was too eye-catching, and naturally it was impossible to pass by the street so brightly.
However, these people are worthy of being from the film club, and they have already touched Yicheng thoroughly after they just arrived. Among the 18 people, there is a team leader named Pang Mingchong, who seems to have ordinary features, that is, his teeth are whiter.
He led the way, making a small half-circle, passing through the alleys to the back door of the house.
The back door was closed tightly and locked, but it was naturally not a problem for them.
"Wang Hao, wait a moment, the subordinate has opened the lock..."
Before Pang Chong had finished speaking, he saw Yun Chi taking a few steps to run up, kicking on the wall, and his stature jumped. He had already been on the courtyard wall and jumped down.
"Hey, doesn't the princess have no internal strength?" A shadow soldier admired Yun Chi's series of floating movements.
Pang Chong gave a thumbs up.
She is so strong without internal power, she deserves to be the woman the prince fancy.
However, they still feel incredible about having a woman next to the prince.
"Go in!" Pang Chong put away his thoughts, and took the lead to leap to the wall.
Eighteen people fell silently into the hospital.
However, as soon as they settled down, their faces changed abruptly.