An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

The sky was slightly bright, but a little gray.

In the Jinguancheng magistrate's yamen, Zhao woke up early, holding a pot of tea and walking leisurely in the yard. Just back from the stables, the horses the two rode into the city had been replaced by two other horses.

The preparations have been made. When Li Yizhen gets up and collects the coupons, he can start back to the capital.

The weather was bad, and Zhao didn't want to leave so quickly, but a business trip was not a trip, and if he stayed there for another month, he would lose his head. Moreover, Zhao had just killed Wang Jiwei, and psychologically he wanted to stay away from Qingcheng Mountain. Jinguancheng was his hometown, so he would be safer with Lu Wenyu.

This is not called running away, this is called detour tactics!

After waiting for nearly an hour, the weather got a lot better. Li Yizhen finally let go of the warm bed and walked out of the room with half-dead steps.

"Brother, why are you getting up so early? Why don't you get more sleep? Why are we in a hurry? The general and the prefect are not in a hurry."

Li Yizhen took the warm gluten from the servant's hand, wiped his face carelessly, and carefully took care of his hair. After every hair was tied up, he waved his hand for the servant to put down the bronze mirror and ordered, "Bring breakfast over when it's ready." Come on, I’m hungry.”

As soon as the servant raised his feet, Li Yizhen continued, "By the way, let the prefect bring all the papers. Don't delay things! Go ahead and go."

After saying that, regardless of whether the servant heard clearly, he walked to sit across from Zhao, took the tea brought by Zhao, and drank it in small sips.

"After so many days, we finally became adults."

Hearing Li Yizhen's teasing words, Zhao burst out laughing and joked with Li Yizhen with great interest.

Breakfast was delivered without a few words of conversation. The two of them were in a good mood and chatted non-stop, as if eating had become an unimportant thing. While chatting and eating happily, the fat prefect hurried over with a baggage and smiled when he saw the two of them having breakfast.

"You two sergeants, all the information is here. Please bring it back to the capital. There are important things in it. Don't lose it."

Before the magistrate could finish speaking, Li Yizhen interrupted, "I know, so are you, but how can a bunch of rabble stop Zhezi? I killed several people on the way!"

Listening to Li Yizhen bragging, Zhao even blushed for him. Did you kill him? The first time I met a bandit, could it be me who was so scared that I almost peed? You are really out and about, and your identity is all given by yourself!

The magistrate curled his lips and said, "This young man even boasted about it. I'm not blind. With your appearance, let alone killing people, it would be good if you dare to kill chickens." However, after working as an official for many years, I still know how to say good things. He flattered me and said, "The superior officer has the ability. No wonder he has been safe all the way, haha."

"That's right!" Li Yizhen held her chin up, very happy at the flattery. Taking advantage of the situation, he took the baggage and put it in his hand. He smiled and said, "That's it. Let's leave after eating."

When the magistrate heard this, he felt relieved. I'm afraid that these two superiors will have to wait for two days after they come to Jinguancheng, and they will have to rewrite the excerpts they have written. Although it is not difficult, it is annoying, right? Since the two of them wanted to leave on their own initiative, the prefect must have been happy. His face trembled and he flattered them a few times before leaving on the pretext of being busy with official duties.

Now that everything was ready, the two of them didn't show any pretense. After eating breakfast in several bites, they packed up the dry food and asked their servants to go to the stables to fetch the horses. Taking advantage of some free time, Zhao took the baggage containing the coupons from Li Yizhen and returned to the room before putting it away.

When Zhao walked out of the room, the servant was already waiting at the prefect's Yamen with his horse. The two got on their horses, rode out of the city, and rushed towards Yuzhou.

Half a day after the two of them left the city, a long rainbow passed over Jinguan City, breaking away the gray clouds. People with good eyesight in the pavilion saw the hazy figures in the rainbow and couldn't help but kneel down piously.

"Immortal, the Immortal has descended to earth!"

"Nonsense, that's Taoist Master Chengjing, Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master has come down the mountain!"

"The Heavenly Master will come down from the mountain to slay the demons, and there will be peace in Shu!"

The people in the attic were shouting excitedly, and their voices carried far away. Many people downstairs had smiles on their faces after hearing the voice clearly, and they saluted Changhong from a distance and prayed for peace.

Many warriors in Jinguan City saw the rainbow passing by and unconsciously squinted their eyes, trying to see the figures in the sky clearly, but unfortunately it was in vain.

The white rainbow is like a meteor that flashes by. After passing by, the sky quickly returns to normal. But on the official road dozens of miles away from Jinguan City, Zhao Jiu, who was sitting on a galloping horse, suddenly frowned. There was someone behind him, and he was a master!

Although Zhao's expression changed, he didn't think that the person behind him was coming for him or Li Yizhen. It's very simple. If he were a bandit, he wouldn't have such a high level of martial arts. After all, those who become bandits are basically people who can't survive. With such a high level of cultivation, even if you can sell yourself to the court and become a third- and fourth-rank official, how can you not survive?

As for the people in Qingcheng Mountain, Zhao simply didn't believe that he had done such a thorough job. In just a few days, Qingcheng Mountain could find the body and trace it to himself. Humans are not gods, and Qingcheng Mountain will not invite Sanqing to come down to earth!

Thinking of this, Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, held the horse's rein and continued walking forward, assuming that what was behind him was not a person, but a gust of wind.

The horse didn't stop and continued to run forward, but the person behind him was too fast, and the distance between them kept getting closer. At this time, Zhao was no longer calm. He couldn't really be from Qingcheng Mountain, could he?

In just two quarters of an hour, the silhouette of the person behind him could be clearly seen. He was wearing a purple robe and holding a long sword in a sheath. What a Taoist priest!

"My dear, please wait!" The voice came before the person behind him arrived. Zhao knew that if he continued to run forward, he would not be in a hurry, so he decisively tightened the reins and stopped the horse with his belly. Although Li Yizheng beside him did not know why Zhao stopped, he still stopped the horse with Zhao.

The two turned around and waited quietly for the Taoist priest behind them. Zhao frowned and his face was dull. Thinking about countermeasures in his mind, his hand had already grasped the handle of the Tang sword.

It was only a moment later that the Taoist priest was a few steps away, and Zhao could see his appearance clearly. The man had gray hair and beard, but his eyes were extremely bright. He stood in the air with one hand behind his back and the other holding the sword. He was gentle and kind, like a Taoist master.

"My dear, please stop talking. I am Chengjing from Qingcheng Mountain. I have something to ask you. I wonder if it is convenient for you?" Chengjing's voice was gentle and slow, without any toughness. It didn't sound like a question, but like chatting and greeting an old friend.

"Master, please speak." Zhao couldn't figure out what Cheng Jing wanted to do. Due to the terrifying aura emanating from Cheng Jing, he had to say expressionlessly, "But Master, I have an official business, it's urgent, please hurry up, we can't afford to delay."

It's better to lose the battle than to lose the battle, put the big hat on first, if you are not afraid of me, then are you not afraid of the person on the dragon throne?

Cheng Jing didn't change his expression, just smiled gently.

"I stopped you, just to ask, do you know my disciple Wang Jiwei from Qingcheng Mountain?"