"I'm Zhuo Yuanjiu."
"Zhuo Yuanjiu, it turns out that he is the son of the governor of this state. It's a pleasure to meet him." Upon hearing the name, Pei Ziyun had an impression that he was the son of the governor Zhuo Du.
This person is a Taoist idiot who loves the way of immortality. He has obtained many copies of Taoist scriptures through his family background.
In the memory of the original owner, this person was stuck in the Open Heaven Gate Step and could never make any progress. The details of his subsequent imprisonment are unclear.
When Zhuo Yuanjiu saw that Pei Ziyun did not answer, he said: "Please understand that Duke Yuan's overall situation is more important. Don't ruin your practice. If you don't follow the Tao and the Dharma, you will not touch noble people. Although he is a prison officer, he is also an official of the court. It is ominous to kill him."
After listening to his words, Pei Ziyun realized that it turned out that Zhuo Yuanjiu didn't know that he was being hunted. At this time, he smiled and said, "Am I a person who kills indiscriminately?"
"Do you know that this person is secretly hunting me down? Even though I am a civil servant, if you really want to arrest me, all you have to do is get the Provincial Academic Affairs Bureau to revoke my official title. But why is this person hunting me down in secret?"
"What, is there such a thing?" Zhuo Yuanjiu was shocked. He was traveling abroad and didn't know about the matter, but he had some rumors. Looking at Pei Ziyun, he frowned: "Could it be that the big thief arrested in the city some time ago is Duke Jie Yuangcheng?"
"It's me. There's a reason for this. Brother Zhuo, it's better not to interfere." Pei Ziyun chuckled. Although the governor's son can be killed in martial arts, he is not an enemy and there is no need to provoke him.
"Do you know why I want to kill him - they are acting under orders, and I am acting under orders. People must be killed. Young Master, do you want to get involved in the struggle between the Crown Prince and King Lu?" Pei Ziyun said, borrowing the Crown Prince's tiger skin to scare people, and Strictly speaking, this is not wrong.
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Zhuo Yuanjiu couldn't help but take a breath, took a step back, sighed, and stopped talking. Even if he was the son of the governor, he would not end up getting involved in the whirlpool.
At this time, Tian Hong struggled to take out the knife, howled suddenly, and rushed forward. The sword flashed, blood spurted out, and the man fell to the ground.
"It's the same without anyone in the world." Pei Ziyun sighed, his eyes lit up, and a plum blossom appeared, one moment at a time.
On the information box: "Task: Kill the chess pieces of Ying, Yong, and Liang states (completed)"
"Huh? No need to kill the party members this time?" Pei Ziyun took a look and suddenly realized that this person was a prison warden. Although he had subordinates, he was still a member of the imperial court. Once he died, the entire force collapsed. There was no need He further drove them to death.
"Forget it, I'm tired of killing." The snow fell with the wind. Pei Ziyun turned around, stretched out his finger and pointed it in the void: "Extract!"
For a moment, the shadow of the plum blossom appeared between his eyebrows, and then slowly disappeared in the blink of an eye. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the gurgling stream of the magic trick flowed slowly.
Invisible to the naked eye, there is a faint spring breeze blowing, almost invisible, it is like sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
"Is this?" Pei Ziyun was confused, and a feeling came over him. It seemed that a certain barrier had been broken just now, and now another one.
The translucent data frame floated in the field of vision again with a faint sense of light. The data appeared in front of my eyes. If I looked carefully, there was no change. After thinking about it, I focused on a certain item.
"Supernatural Power: The First Level of Star Movement (Completeness 0.01%)"
Waiting and waiting, the completion level is 0.02%, and jumped again. Looking at this, a storm surged in Pei Ziyun's heart. The moisture from the gathering made him feel like moaning, and he could feel a little bit of power being absorbed and transformed by the Yin God. Every bit of it is solidifying, and the most obvious number is that the stars are constantly growing. Although it is very slow, it is happening all the time.
"So it turns out that the Yin God continues to gain magical powers and fits into the blessed land, and the blessed land nourishes the magical powers and spiritual energy."
"This is the way of the earthly immortals in this world, but plum blossoms can actually open up another path." Pei Ziyun couldn't help but really laughed, chanting with a trembling voice like metal.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
Hello.
When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.
Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter.
After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and energy are born.
Even if the hero's bones are fragrant after death, he will not be ashamed to be the best in the world.
Who can write to Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra? "
After reciting, Zhuo Yuanjiu turned around and left. Zhuo Yuanjiu was shocked for a moment when he listened to the poem. He saw Pei Ziyun's figure in tattered clothes and was about to leave the alley. He called out: "Jie Yuangong is really a poet. You killed someone. I'm afraid there are many Please, I have a quiet villa where you can go and have a rest."
Pei Ziyun was startled after hearing this, turned around and looked at him, and asked, "Oh, are you not afraid of trouble?"
Zhuo Yuanjiu laughed: "My father is a member of the officialdom and can be considered a member of the prince. I don't want to get involved in trouble, but I can still do it by temporarily giving Duke Xie Yuan a quiet place to rest."
"Please get in the car. My house is outside the city. It's suitable to stay here for a few days."
"That's what you want!" Pei Ziyun smiled and got up, leaning on the car cushion with his eyes closed, feeling a little tired both physically and mentally, thinking about something, as the bullock cart drove out.
The system can convert reputation. The bigger it is, the more people will recite it, and the more people will make progress. You have to think of ways to gain more reputation.
I don't know how long it took, but the bullock cart stopped and the driver shouted: "Sir, the other courtyard has arrived."
When Pei Ziyun got out of the car, a gust of cold wind hit his face. He looked up and saw that this was a small courtyard on the side of the river. He could jump into the river at any time. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was blurry even a few meters away.
"It's a good choice, leaning on Yumai on the left and facing the river bank on the right!" As he said it, he went up and saw that this was a small courtyard with three main rooms and two rows of side rooms, all of which were covered with thick snow.
There were still clusters of plum blossoms growing in the corner of the wall, and the fresh and cold plum fragrance came over them. Pei Ziyun said, "There are plum blossoms, I like them."
Seeing him pondering, Zhuo Yuanjiu smiled and said, "Mr. Xie Yuanjiu must have poems."
Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly and said, "I just ran out of fun and there are no more poems."
While talking, I entered the house and saw that the outside was unremarkable, but the inside was elegantly decorated, with wooden couches, quilts, bookshelves, inkstones, paper and pens, and a stove.
There were rice, grains and meat in the kitchen, so Zhuo Yuanjiu said: "I stayed there for a few days and had everything inside. It was snowing outside so no one saw me. But in order to avoid being found, I couldn't send any food." If you have people waiting for you, Duke Xie Yuan will take care of everything himself."
After hearing this, Pei Ziyun nodded. In order to avoid looking for him, he said a few words, sent Zhuo Yuanjiu out, and disappeared into the snow in the blink of an eye.
After a while, Pei Ziyun boiled a large bucket of hot water by himself, and took the new clothes. Pei Ziyun sat in the bathtub and felt comfortable all over. These days, he was killing people and being chased, and rarely took a bath. , the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and I feel a little drowsy at this time.
Pei Ziyun pondered in his heart, reputation, how to gain reputation
I am a poet and a poet, and my fame has not yet spread completely. As long as it spreads, I will have more reputation. If I go further, the biggest shortcut is to obtain the number one scholar and become a high official. However, I am afraid that the foundation of this cultivation will be affected by the dragon spirit. It should not be completely destroyed.
It is a legend that he fought thousands of miles and killed Ying, Yong, and Liang. However, this was a royal secret. Even King Lu couldn't make a big show of it, so how could he publicize it
Poetry is more valuable than quantity. I already had one just now, so it’s not appropriate to add more.
Academics, in reality, can only be spread among a small group of scholars, and must be paid attention to by those who are interested in studying knowledge. It can be said that university collections are like gold mines. The longer time goes by, the more gold will be extracted, but it is impossible in a short time. It has great effect.
"Apart from these, or are there only works?"
"And to gain prestige, the easiest thing is to be easy to understand. Although poetry and scholarship are elegant, there are too few people who can appreciate them. If you want to maximize your prestige, the most important thing is to be able to be sung by storytellers."
Taoists exist in the world, and there are widespread legends about demons, ghosts, foxes, ghosts and beauties, which can be written into books. In his previous life, Pu Songling spent his whole life writing books. Although he was not famous at the time, it was passed down for hundreds of years after his death. I have read the story book about this world, but Just average.
Yes, when I was on Earth, I once had a close friend. The two got drunk while drinking and told him the secret of writing an article. At that time, I just felt enlightened. However, I didn't write a book back then. Maybe I can give it a try in this life.
Just as he was thinking about it, he glanced at the information box and was suddenly startled.
"Supernatural Power: The First Level of Star Movement (1.7% completion rate)"
"On this journey, we have accomplished so much. It seems that we really need to work hard."
Fucheng
Heavy snow fell, and thousands of people were still searching. Fang Jie and Tian Hong were dead, and even the army was mobilized. After searching for several days, no trace could be found.
In a hall, Eunuch Ding was walking back and forth, his face was ashen, and the inspector came forward with some fear: "Eunuch, we have searched the mountain carefully, but we really can't find it."
"We searched several pharmacies, hotels, and restaurants in the city, but couldn't find him. All the doctors also questioned him. He didn't receive any treatment. We searched several times, or he may have fled far away."
Eunuch Ding was angry and deeply unwilling. He walked a few steps and yelled loudly: "This man has been injured, but you hundreds of people can't search for him. He is a waste!"
"The prefect has just sent a message, saying that even for my father-in-law's sake, we cannot keep the city sealed, let alone mobilize the army to enforce the ban."
"But in this situation, how do you ask the Sa family to explain to His Highness?" Eunuch Ding's eyes had turned blood red due to rage, and he scanned the crowd.
Everyone in the venue felt a chill on their bodies, and there was cold sweat on the forehead of the inspector. He said bravely: "Father, now you can loosen the outside and tighten the inside. Keep an eye on hotels, hotels, docks, and important roads. Once you find out, It’s not too late to carry out another encirclement and suppression campaign.”
He didn't say anything. It was so cold and snowy for several days in a row. Some people had frostbite. If this continued, morale would collapse. Even if they were given forced orders, there would be no fighting ability left.
After hearing this, Eunuch Ding suppressed his rage and swept through the crowd. When he saw that everyone was silent, he knew that the string was too tight. He thought for a long time and then said: "Forget it, I will do as you say!"
After saying that, he clicked and his nails turned over.
At this time, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance.
(End of chapter)