Nightwatcher

Qiu Qian's expression twisted and struggled, this was the first time Xu Qi'an encountered such a situation.

Didn't Li Miaozhen say that when a person has just died and the three souls haven't gathered together, he is the stupid son of the landlord's family, so what to ask and what to answer?

At this time, Qiu Qian's face gradually calmed down, his eyes were unfocused, and he murmured: "I suspect he is the first supervisor."

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It was as if a blast of Jiao Lei exploded in Xu Qi'an's mind, shattering all his thoughts, his head was buzzing, and it was in chaos.

It took him a long time to recover from the explosion of information, and then he realized that there was something wrong with Ji Qian's answer.

Ji Qian used the word "doubt". From these two words, Xu Qi'an can infer two crucial pieces of information:

One, Ji Qian is not the core figure in the faction he belongs to, and he has not come into contact with the core secrets.

Second, since he has made such doubts, it shows that he has a certain inside story.

Xu Qi'an calmed down and asked, "What is your basis?"

Qiu Qian replied without any ups and downs in his voice:

"I once heard by chance that he called the current prisoner a traitor. In addition, he once told me and my brothers and sisters that what belongs to us will eventually be regained. Five hundred years of forbearance is for the sake of growth Own."

Xu Qi'an was silent, and after a moment of analysis in his heart, he believed that Ji Qian's guess was correct.

At the beginning of the year, Jianzheng did not die, and he left behind, so he was able to take away the descendants of that emperor. This is the reason why Emperor Wuzong failed to kill the grass.

This is logical and makes sense.

At the same time, Xu Qi'an thought of many details to verify this.

"I'm going to review all the things and cases I have experienced since time travel again."

"The beginning was the tax and silver case. Zhou Xianping, the former servant of the household department, was loyal to the five-hundred-year-old orthodox line. The whereabouts of the millions of taels of silver he embezzled in the past 20 years finally had the most needed explanation for the rebellion. What is it? It's money.

"The Yunzhou case was a collusion between the Minister of the Ministry of War of the Qi Party and the Witch God Sect, but when Yunzhou was investigating the case, the mystic warlock who was suspected of being the first supervisor "passed by" me, but he helped catch the spy and secretly helped me. What is the purpose of him helping me? There is no reason."

What happened in Yunzhou was always like a thorn stuck in Xu Qi'an's throat, but he lacked corresponding clues and evidence, so he couldn't give a guess.

"The most recent case is the massacre of the King of Zhenbei. In this case, the princess went to Chuzhou secretly with the mission. This was because Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to guard against the second and fifth sons of the court. Connected.

"Yes, if the mystic warlock is the first supervisor, and the power behind it is the Dafeng royal family five hundred years ago, then all this is reasonable. You must know that some courtiers have long been secretly dissatisfied with Emperor Yuanjing's cultivation. They may have been arrested by the first supervisor. Is secretly instigating rebellion.

"Anyway, they are all from the Dafeng royal family. Since your lineage can't be supported by mud, why don't I join the lineage from five hundred years ago? They are the right ones.

"In addition, the mystic warlock helped the barbarians rob the princess, which can also be explained very reasonably. Since the first supervisor is going to rebel, he must not be able to promote King Zhenbei to the second rank, and even try his best to get rid of him.

"The existence of a second-rank warrior who is proficient in the art of war will definitely become one of the biggest obstacles to their rebellion. Therefore, all the plans of the first generation of Jianzheng are to weaken the national power of Dafeng. As long as we grasp this purpose and reverse scrutiny "

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly, and a thought came to his mind: What about Wei Yuan?

If you want to rebel, the supervisor must be at the top of the must-kill list, followed by Wei Yuan.

Compared with Zhenbei King, Wei Yuan, who only spent a few months, defeated the menacing and invincible northern monsters and savages; he strategized and won the most tragic battle in human history. , a generation of military gods at the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

He is the one who really needs to be eradicated. Wei Yuan's degree of trouble is second only to the contemporary supervisor.

"Well, it is true that Wei Gong has been criticized by the officials all the time, and the group of trolls in the matter shouted at every turn: Please cut off the head of this dog, Your Majesty.

"I don't know how many of them have taken refuge in the first generation of supervisors, wait a minute!"

In my mind, a bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating some small things that had been hidden in the dark.

He thought of a case, which on the surface was aimed at the empress and involved a dispute over the crown prince, but actually alluded to Wei Yuan.

Fufei case!

"Just imagine, if I hadn't been involved in this case, the result would have been that the empress would be abolished, and the fourth prince would be demoted from a legitimate son to a concubine son, and there would be no possibility of inheriting the throne.

"And supporting the four princes to succeed to the throne is the beginning of Wei Gong's ambition. In this way, Wei Gong and Emperor Yuan Jing will be separated from the monarch and his ministers. There will be an irreparable rift between them.

"The mastermind behind the Concubine Fu case is Concubine Chen. It is a fact that Concubine Chen is backed by someone. Well, thinking about it this way, it is very interesting that the maid named He'er was able to wear a magic weapon that shields the breath."

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an pinched the center of his brows, feeling weakly: "Warlocks are old silver coins."

The case of Concubine Fu should be just the tip of the iceberg to deal with Wei Yuan, not even a prelude. I don't know what actions will be taken in the future.

"Why is luck on Xu Qi'an's body?"

He finally asked the crucial question.

Qiu Qian stood in a daze, and replied: "I don't know, I only know that for some reason, luck had to be stored in his body. Originally, he would be sent out of the capital in the tax and bank case at the end of the year of the Jingchao."

"Why do you want to "send" Xu Qi'an out of the capital in such a big battle? You can't just send people to rob?"

With a dull expression, Qiu Qian murmured, "I don't know."

Xu Qi'an asked: "You said you wanted to cut Xu Qi'an into a stick and take it back. You hate him so much, why didn't you just kill him?"

Qiu Qian replied: "He is a container for luck. Before the luck is taken out, the container cannot be broken."

Before the luck is taken out, the container cannot be broken. To me, this is good news. Xu Qian asked again: "How to take out the luck?"

Qiu Qian: "I don't know, but my father and that adult have been making corresponding preparations for many years."

Taking out luck is a difficult, or cumbersome process, just as the first generation of supervisors did everything they could to steal the country's luck. From his analysis of a series of plans, it seems that this first generation of supervisors is no longer at the top, so he can only make plans.

Thinking about it from another angle, if Dafeng's national strength continues to weaken, will contemporary prisons also face such a dilemma?

Well, this is a vital piece of information.

Xu Qian thought to herself.

"Then do you know what will happen to the container after the luck is taken out?" He stared at Qiu Qian and said in a deep voice.

"Of course it's death."

grass! Xu Qi'an burst into a foul language in his heart.

After the luck is taken out, he will die? !

Then, the first generation supervisor is his sworn enemy, this point is beyond doubt, there is no room for maneuver.

The problem is, the contemporary prison is also his sworn enemy.

Now he is a pawn in the game between the two generations of supervisors, and most of the supervisors have shown him goodwill. However, no matter what the process is, the ending is actually doomed.

The contemporary supervisor must take back the luck in his body.

Only by returning luck to Dafeng, Dafeng's national power will be restored, and the national fortune of a dynasty is closely related to the prison, and if the national power is weak, the prison's strength will also weaken.

It's about personal interests, how could the contemporary supervisor not get back his luck? The reason why it is not taken now is that the time has not yet come.

What about the future?

Xu Qi'an felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body shivered.

"When are you going to start the incident?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"Wait for Wei Yuan's death, wait for Xu Qi'an's luck to be regained, and wait for me to be promoted to the fourth rank." Qiu Qian replied.

"Why wait for you to be promoted to the fourth rank?"

For the first two answers, he had already expected them in his heart and was not surprised.

"I am promoted to the fourth rank, so I can accommodate this overwhelming luck. I am my father's legitimate son and the future co-lord of Kyushu. This luck belongs to me."

No wonder he hates me so much, is jealous of me, and claims that everything I do now is just taking advantage of him Xu Qi'an thought about it and asked:

"Your father told you?"

"Of course, if he hadn't chosen me as his heir, how could he have handed over "Dragon Tooth" to me." Qiu Qian said.

"Where is your hiding place?"

"In Xuzhou."

Xuzhou? Is there such a place in Dafeng? Xu Qi'an frowned, recalled briefly, and confirmed that he had never heard of this place.

However, there are thirteen prefectures in Dafeng, and there are prefectures and prefectures, too many to count.

In his previous life, he was also a geography idiot, and he didn't know the criteria for dividing the south and the north.

"Where is Xu Zhou?" Xu Qi'an asked directly.

"I, I don't remember," Qiu Qian murmured.

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What do you mean you can't remember? Can you still remember at home?

"Where is Xu Zhou?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

"me"

Qiu Qian's blurred face showed intense pain, he put his hands on his head, and moaned in pain: "I don't remember."

boom!

The soul exploded, turning into a dark wind and sweeping every corner of the room.

On the hillside outside the dense forest, the warlock in white retracted his gaze, flicked his fingers, and the red flames licked the corpses and jackals, turning them into ashes.

With a wave of the big sleeve, the ashes were violently raised and floated into the distance.

"Duke Huai is dead. After Yuan Jing issued an edict to sin against himself, his luck has dropped a bit. The next one will be Wei Yuan. Ji Qian, your mission has been completed, and you deserve to die."

He was in a great mood, with his hands behind his back, and walked away with a smile.

In midsummer, the temperature in the room is like late autumn, with bursts of coolness.

Xu Qi'an stood in the silent room, dazed for a long time, did my question touch a certain taboo, and made Ji Qian's soul blew up?

No, he already mentioned Xuzhou. It stands to reason that when I asked this question, his soul should have some kind of resistance, and then blew himself up, which is reasonable

Now, even if I don't know where Xuzhou is, I can just go back and check the information.

He sat at the table, calmed down, and silently digested the information he got tonight.

The first generation of Jianzheng is not dead, and there are still descendants of the orthodoxy five hundred years ago; twenty years ago, it was the first generation of Jianzheng who stole the fortune of the country; they have been plotting to rebel

If this information is released, it will definitely cause an uproar.

The whole country was shocked.

"The first generation used me as a tool to accommodate luck; the contemporary generation used me as a pawn to play games; Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to kill me, even if the court didn't wait, I wish someone would drag him off the dragon chair.

"But Wei Yuan treats me like a son, and Xiang Xiang and Huai Qing are my confidante."

Xu Qi'an deeply understood what it means to be in a dilemma, he squeezed the space between his brows, and let out a sigh of relief:

"Old rules, if you are undecided, go to the big boss. I will tell Wei Gong about it, and what to do will give him a headache."

After making a decision, he stopped thinking about it and took out Ji Qian's leather pouch from his arms, which contained heavy lethal weapons such as bed crossbows and cannons. There are also magic weapons such as treasure armor and weapons.

Xu Qi'an didn't search for too long, and found a box made of rosewood, about three feet long, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the surface of the box.

Take the wooden box out of the leather bag, put it on the table, open it, and there is a slightly curved tooth lying on the soft and bright yellow silk cloth, a bit like a pocket version of ivory.

The pure white surface was engraved with numerous runes, Xu Qi'an felt dizzy and nauseated just by looking at it.

He didn't dare to look at it, and immediately closed the sandalwood box.

"This must be Longya, hiss, this magic weapon is a bit too strong."

According to Ji Qian, Longya seems to be the most precious treasure of their lineage, and only the heir in line can hold it?

Xu Qi'an intuitively believed that this dragon tooth would be of great use in the future.

In a small town, in a courtyard with two entrances, the candlelight was shining brightly, Cao Qingyang in purple robe was sitting in the hall, looking calmly at the sect masters and sect masters on both sides.

On the spot, there were a total of sixteen sect masters and sect masters, twelve of them were fourth-rank masters, and five were senior fourth-rank masters.

On Cao Qingyang's left, sits Tianji wearing a golden mask.

The martial artist in charge of the largest rivers and lakes organization in Jianzhou was holding tea in his hand, and the lid of the tea was knocking on the rim of the cup lightly. The hall was silent, only the sound of the lid colliding with the rim of the cup was weak and crisp.

"Yang Cuixue, Fu Jingmen, you two really want to withdraw from this operation?" Cao Qingyang said lightly.

Yang Cuixue is the owner of the Mo Pavilion, and Fu Jingmen is the leader of the Shenquan Gang. Last night, the two joined forces to block three Taoist priests for Xu Qi'an.

He was a little injured, and his face was a little pale.

Facing Cao Qingyang's questioning, the two nodded with a sullen face.

Fu Jingmen said in a deep voice: "Leader Cao, although lotus seeds are a treasure to us, they are not absolutely necessary. But if you want Xu Yinluo and me to be enemies, it will be difficult."

Cao Qingyang said "ah": "Did Xu Yinluo show you kindness?"

Fu Jingmen shook her head: "The boxing techniques of my Shenquan Gang are rigid, straight, and open-minded."

Cao Qingyang looked at Yang Cuixue again, expressionless: "Master Yang, your Moge sword technique has many insidious moves, why are you?"

Yang Cuixue cupped her hands and sighed: "This old man likes to make friends with young heroes, and I admire Xu Qi'an very much, that's all."

Cao Qingyang said indifferently, "So, in your eyes, my order is nothing more than an insignificant wild dog barking wildly. Once you hear it, you forget it."

From the beginning to the end, his tone was very flat. Those who are familiar with him know that if the always forthright Gang Leader Cao acts like this, it means that he is in a bad mood.

very dangerous.

Xiao Yuenu, the landlord of Wanhua, said softly: "Leader Cao, Senior Yang and Brother Fu didn't intend to disobey your orders, it's just that the man has something to do and not to do something.

"Furthermore, when the Wulin League was established, the first leader of the alliance had an agreement with our factions that he would obey orders and not listen to the announcement. If he felt that the Wulin League's order violated morality and violated his own will, he could refuse it."

"It's a good one to obey the order and not to listen to the announcement."

Tianji sneered and said: "Leader Cao, I have heard that the Wulin League is the only one in Jianzhou, and you are even more loyal. I didn't expect that rumors are rumors after all. If this matter is spread, how can you gain a foothold in Jianghu?"

Cao Qingyang said with a cold face, "What do you think, my lord?"

Tianji took out the imperial gold medal from his bosom, put it gently on the table, and said in a cold voice, "If you openly disobey orders according to the imperial court system, you will be killed without mercy."

Cao Qingyang sighed: "My lord, think again."

Tianji snorted coldly and said: "Master Cao, no matter how big the martial arts league is, it is not as big as the imperial court. If we join hands to seize the lotus seeds, we will benefit both. Now that Moge and the Shenquan gang are openly working with Xu Qi'an, His Majesty will not tolerate them.

"The Martial Arts League took the opportunity to survive with a broken arm, and you can still make up for it. Otherwise, you should know the consequences when His Majesty sends troops to attack in the future. Even if the old leader is still there, is it worth it to fight against the court for mere two people?"

Tianji came this time to inquire about the crime.

The gangsters in the rivers and lakes almost spoiled His Majesty's important affairs, and they clearly didn't take the court seriously.

This wind cannot last long.

"Then there is nothing to say." Cao Qingyang sighed.

Hearing this, Tianji sneered in his heart. Although His Majesty's edict of guilt greatly reduced his prestige and the imperial court's deterrent power, the imperial court is the imperial court after all, and it is an irresistible colossus for these ordinary people.

Occasionally, one or two reckless people who don't care about the overall situation will do bad things, it is inevitable, as long as the culprit is eradicated and the atmosphere is extinguished, it will be done.

The next moment, Cao Qingyang pressed Tianji's forehead with his palm and pushed him out of the courtyard.

The gas engine exploded like thunder, and the pillars and walls continued to collapse.

From the inside of the hall to the outside of the courtyard, in a short distance of more than ten feet, the two of them fought against each other no less than a hundred times.

Tianji's body wrapped in a black robe fell heavily on the street outside the courtyard, his mask was cracked, and blood flowed from his forehead along the torn mask.

Cao Qingyang just shook his hands, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"Cao Qingyang, you want to destroy the 600-year foundation of the Wulin League?" Tianji was furious.

He is a fourth-rank senior, and although he is still a long way from the peak, it shouldn't be so bad. But in the fight just now, he was completely unable to resist Cao Qingyang's aura.

I just feel that I am too far away from him, if I really want to make a move, within a hundred moves, I will definitely die.

The top three fighters in the martial arts list are so powerful that it makes people tremble.

"The Wulin League has the rules of the Wulin League. In the past six hundred years, it has changed one leader after another. How has it ever been a dog for the court?" Cao Qingyang said lightly:

"Go back and tell the emperor, whether you send troops to attack or assassinate people, just come. Even if the Wulin League is destroyed because of this, the ancestors will give me a thumbs up and say to me: I have never insulted the reputation of the Wulin League."

Tianji's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to speak harsh words.

"It's not because I'm afraid that I won't kill you today, but because you are worthless." After Cao Qingyang finished speaking, he turned and returned, the sleeves of his purple robe dangling.

PS: Double monthly pass, single chapter will not be opened, just ask everyone to help stabilize the current position, please.

Go to bed first, and correct the typo tomorrow. Recently, I often stay up until the early morning, or even all night, and my condition is really bad. Sleeping well and sleeping well are two completely different things.