These people must be carrying something special. At least the aura of all of them is so obscure. They must be carrying something like amulets.
There were twelve people in total who crossed the stream one after another using light skills. Ji Yuan drank and watched them quietly arrive at the heart of Wei's manor.
As Ji Yuan was watching these people go away, he heard other sounds. Looking in front of Wei's manor, there seemed to be the sound of clothes being torn by the wind when a warrior performed his lightness skills.
Ji Yuan raised his head and glanced at a certain place in the sky. Apparently, the little paper cranes and the little characters had also noticed the movement, but for something that might be quite fun, even the usually noisy little characters made no sound.
People from both directions are martial arts masters, at least from Ji Yuan's point of view, their lightness skills are quite impressive.
Although the first group of people who crossed the creek acted stealthily, none of them wore masks. At most, their clothes were darker in color. The leader was an old man with gray hair and a thin face. The followers around him were of different ages, and most of them had solemn expressions.
Several people finally stopped outside the former reception room at the front of the Wei family. Half of them immediately scattered and occupied various advantageous locations as secret sentries. The other two entered the reception room opposite and began to tidy up after checking.
So far everything has gone as expected, and the people standing in the middle have relaxed a little.
"It is rumored that the Zhonghu Daowei family was once prosperous, but now it has come to such a desolate end."
One person looked at the dilapidated, barren and overgrown scene around him and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. Based on the scale of the buildings he saw, it was not difficult to imagine the former glory of this place.
The old man standing in the center smiled coldly, raised his hand to comb his hair on one side, the knuckles of his right hand were fierce and the nails were not short, like a scary eagle claw.
"Hmph, according to intelligence, the Zhonghu Daowei family was once a well-known family in the Zuyue martial arts world. With the family heirlooms, they were favored by immortals. However, they were eager for quick success and became involved with evil spirits, which led to the whole family falling into the evil ways and eventually causing their own destruction. It is really not a pity."
"Your Excellency is right!" "Your Excellency Tie is absolutely right."
The old man said nothing more. He looked towards the entrance of the courtyard where Lu Pingcheng was located and asked in a low voice.
"Has the Jiang family not arrived yet?"
"Replying to Master Tie, we arrived a little early, they should be here soon."
Sure enough, just as his men beside him finished speaking, the secret sentry outside sent a message.
"Everyone, pay attention, someone is coming!"
After leaving this warning, one of the secret sentries imitated the voice of a night owl and made a "cooing" sound from afar, and a similar response came from the other side.
A moment later, several people wearing dark night clothes and masks on their faces walked through the gate and into the spacious yard.
Many of the people who arrived first, after glancing at the newcomers, would focus their attention on one person in the middle for a while, not because they saw how powerful this person was, nor because they believed that he was the leader, but because this person was the only one who did not know martial arts or at least had very poor martial arts skills.
"We are a little late, please forgive me. Are you the first to arrive from the south?"
Even though most of it had been basically confirmed, the man in the middle who didn't know martial arts still confirmed the code again. Upon hearing this, the old man from before answered in a low voice.
"We are nothing more than wild geese migrating north."
After the signal was given, the five people behind immediately tore off the cloth covering their faces under the leadership of the man in the middle and bowed to the old man in front.
"Jiang Tong greets you, sir. May I know your name and position?"
The old man grinned.
"My last name is Tie and my given name is Wen. I won't elaborate on my position, but I am just a government official. But you, who don't even know martial arts, dare to come here to meet me?"
"Oh, I have thought about practicing martial arts, but I am dull and cannot endure too much hardship, so my martial arts skills are mediocre, but I still know a little bit."
The old man continued to reveal his shortcomings, nodded, and then stretched out his hand to lead the way to the reception room which had been preliminarily cleaned up.
"Please come in, we will discuss this inside."
"Yes, Sir Tie, please go first!"
After inviting each other, except for two more sentries outside, the people outside also entered the reception room one after another. Although this place had been abandoned for a long time, the tables and chairs in this room were still intact, so it was suitable. However, no matter how desolate this place was, the lights would not be turned on.
The two groups of people were Dazhen's spies and the local tyrant Jiang family of Luping City respectively. It was naturally beneficial for both parties to connect with each other.
In the current situation, some sharp-eyed people can already see a lot of clues, and families like the Jiang family, which already have smuggling relations with Dazhen, know much more than ordinary people.
It has long been known to some forces in Zuyue that there are many evil demons in the army. However, not many people know that the situation on the front is obviously declining and the Dazhen army is becoming more and more powerful. At least not many people know it as clearly as the Jiang family. The actual situation is far more frightening than most people know.
The corruption of Zuyue Kingdom over the years had already made it unpopular among the people of Zuyue, from the noble families to the common people. In this situation, the Jiang family must consider the future, so they decisively chose to help Dazhen, and this was exactly what Dazhen needed. The two sides hit it off and that led to the meeting tonight.
The discussion took only half an hour, but a lot of things were discussed. No written documents were left behind, but the things that were made clear were very detailed. Overall, it was to contribute to the rapid arrival of peace.
After all the serious matters were discussed, Jiang Tong felt a little relieved. The people from Dazhen were easier to get along with and more reasonable than he had imagined. They were people who could really get things done.
At this point, Jiang Tong decided to ask some questions that had been lingering in his mind.
"By the way, Mr. Tie, I would like to ask, are you practicing the Iron Punishment Skill?"
The old man sitting on the side stretched his fingers, making a crisp "crackling" sound, and laughed.
"Yes, what I am practicing is the Iron Punishment War Post."
Jiang Tong showed some excitement and asked immediately.
"Then you must know Senior Tiemu Tie, right?"
"Iron Curtain?"
The old man frowned, thought about it carefully, and shook his head.
"I've never heard of it. Maybe it just happens that his last name is Tie..."
"Is that so... Senior Tiemu claims to be a member of the public sect who retired from Dazhen. He has mastered the Iron Punishment Skill to such an extreme that even the demonized Wei Family master could not survive a few moves in his hands."
"Iron Punishment Skill!?"
There was a gleam in the old man's eyes. There weren't many people with the surname Tie, but they were not the only ones. There were many people practicing the Iron Punishment Skill in the Dazheng Sect, but only the Tie family could combine the two and practice the Iron Punishment Challenge to an extremely high level.
"You have achieved a high level of accomplishment in the Iron Punishment Challenge?"
Jiang Tong nodded quickly.
"Yes, his attainments are extremely high. This is not just what an outsider like Jiang said. Everyone who saw him back then concluded that he must be an innate master, and even among the innates, his strength is unrivaled."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed slightly.
"You said he has cultivated to the Xiantian realm? Are you serious?"
Theoretically, the Iron Punishment War Letter can be cultivated to the innate realm, but no one has actually done it. Even the ancestor of the Tie family who created the Iron Punishment War Letter has never entered the innate realm, so at this moment Tie Wen is three parts shocked and seven parts unbelieving.
"I dare not say that I am definitely right, but there were many bystanders at the time, and almost everyone can conclude this!"
"Are you familiar with him?"
The old man came close to Jiang Tong with a serious look on his face. The latter did not dare to neglect him and of course told the truth.
"I can't say we are familiar with each other, but we have had tea and talked about many things."
"Tell me quickly!"
"yes… "
Jiang Zhiluo told everything he knew, including every detail of his encounter with the Iron Curtain that was transformed by Ji Yuan. The details he added were extremely thorough, especially the fight on the training ground. Tie Wen, who was listening to him, became more and more excited.
"Could it be one of the missing ancestors of my Tie family?"
Most of those who have achieved high attainments in Tiexing Gong are disciples of Duke Dazhen, and of course they will carry out various dangerous tasks. There are many people whose whereabouts are unknown over the years, and the Tie family is prosperous, so of course it is impossible for him to remember all the people in the family tree, not to mention that the other party may very well be his elder, Tie Wen.
"How old is that person? Describe his appearance in detail."
"I don't know his age, but from what I've seen, although his hair is grey, he doesn't look that old. He said he's retired from government many years ago. Oh, and he has a birthmark that covers half of his face."
"birthmark!"
Tie Wen stood up at once. He suddenly remembered something. Back then, the mysterious head of the Wei family in Jizhou, who was known as the Smiling Tiger, had repeatedly inquired in the public security system, looking for a mysterious master with a birthmark on his face, who was said to be a great benefactor of the Wei family...
Tie Wen also knew about this matter at the time, but as far as he knew, the files and archives he had access to at that time could not find such a mysterious master. Now that he thinks about it, the master might have long been out of the public system.
But this happened almost forty years ago. Tie Wen still remembers that he was just a youngster back then. Now his memories are being brought up in a foreign country.
"Master Tie, have you thought of anything?"
After hearing Jiang Tong's words, Tie Wen slowly came back to his senses and nodded.
"I think it must be one of our Tie family's ancestors who has cultivated the Iron Punishment War Letter to an unprecedented level. Ancestor, why haven't you returned for so many years? If I could welcome you back home... Hey!"
While people were sighing here, someone came into the hall quickly from outside, bowed, and reported the situation quickly.
"Sir, I just discovered that there seemed to be some movement deep inside this abandoned manor. After going to investigate, I saw a house with lights on in a hidden place deep in the back garden. There seemed to be a lot of people inside, as if they were having a banquet."
"Hmm?" "Someone?"
Tie Wen looked at Jiang Tong, who also looked puzzled, then suddenly froze and quickly replied.
"In recent years, there have been rumors that the Wei family manor is haunted. Jiang has already investigated it, but it is just nonsense caused by mediocre people. Is there really a ghost there?"
In this world, in the eyes of those who are in the know, demons and monsters are more than just legends.
At this moment, Ji Yuan was almost choking on the wine he drank on the willow trees by the river. He inexplicably had a descendant who called him ancestor.
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