Talk about the world of mortals in detail

In Room B of Lufeng Inn, Shi Sheng sat at the table and practiced calligraphy seriously. The penholder was very stable in his hand and fell along the path in his heart.

Originally, Chi Qinghu didn't intend to stay in the room for a long time when Mr. Yi was not there, but he became fascinated when he saw Shi Sheng practicing calligraphy for a while, and unknowingly he had been in the room for a long time.

The strokes of this child's writing are very unique, as if the falling strokes are not just the ink of the writing, but also the trajectory of water running along the river.

Sometimes Chi Qinghu feels that these words in Shi Sheng's writing seem to be more than just words. They are written fast and slow, sometimes smart and sometimes heavy.

Simply, it is just like a warrior practicing martial arts, no, it is more special and more distant!

"Oops, I didn't write it well again!"

Shi Sheng shouted in distress, put the pen on the pen holder aside, and muttered angrily. What he wrote was a half-written character. Looking at the radical above and a box below, it might be a "雷" "Character.

Chi Qinghu looked at the words on the paper, and then looked at Shi Sheng's distressed look at the moment. To be honest, he was a little ashamed, feeling that his handwriting was not as good as Shi Sheng's.

"Shi Sheng, you have written very well. Mr. Yi will not criticize you harshly if you write such words!"

Shi Sheng raised his head and looked at Chi Qinghu, an angry smile on his face.

"I also think the writing is very good, at least a few words are okay."

However, Shi Sheng still felt a little guilty when he said this, because his homework was not just practicing calligraphy.

“It would be great if I could go out and play.”

As Shi Sheng said this, he suddenly stiffened. He quickly grabbed the pen on the pen stand aside, dipped it in ink and started writing again. The unfinished word was also continued with strokes. It turned out to be the word "Thunder".

Chi Qinghu looked at Shi Sheng's actions and felt confused. Why was he complaining just now and suddenly became nervous and serious?

Soon, Chi Qinghu heard footsteps, followed by the "squeak" of the door being pushed open.

Chi Qinghu looked at the door. As the door opened, Yi Shuyuan, dressed in dark gray clothes and a Confucian scarf, appeared at the door, and Chi Qinghu couldn't help but stand up.

"Oh, have you kept Master Chi waiting for a long time?"

"No, it's nothing. I just came here not long ago."

Saying this, Chi Qinghu subconsciously looked at Shi Sheng who was writing seriously, as if he had been writing so seriously all the time.

Yi Shuyuan walked into the room, closed the door smoothly, and then walked to the table and looked at Shi Sheng. Hui Mian jumped directly onto the table and looked at the words on the paper.

This gave Chi Qinghu a strange illusion, as if Mr. Yi was checking his homework on one side, and Xiao Diao was also checking the text on the other side?

Shi Sheng became even more nervous. He straightened his body, his posture was meticulous, and he wrote extremely seriously. However, the corner of his eyes could not help but want to secretly glance at the master.

"Dong~"

Yi Shuyuan didn't know when a folding fan appeared in his hand, and he hit Shi Sheng's forehead with the fan. The latter quickly rubbed it with his left hand.

"Obviously my handwriting was messed up after I came in, and it's not as good as what I wrote before!"

"Master."

Hui Mian grinned on the side, understanding that it was because Shi Sheng had a guilty conscience, so his thoughts were not pure when he wrote.

Yi Shuyuan tapped the word "thunder" with a paper fan, then looked away from Shi Sheng and the paper, looking at Chi Qinghu who was slightly dazed on one side.

Meeting Yi Shuyuan's gaze, Chi Qinghu came back to his senses and remembered what he wanted to say.

"Mr. Yi, Shi Sheng said you went out to deal with the aftermath? What does this mean?"

At first, Chi Qinghu wanted to show some concern, show his attentiveness, and then ask around to see if he could find an opportunity to ask Mr. Yi to take action. But at the moment, what he was most concerned about was obviously what Shi Sheng had said before.

Yi Shuyuan sat down at the table, glanced at Shi Sheng, who was still doing his homework meticulously, and answered Chi Qinghu's question.

"Judging from the methods used by Master Chi, you also have some understanding of warlocks, and you can't say that you are not afraid of the national master Han Shiyong, but you obviously don't know enough."

"As a group of warlocks, except for those who cheat and cheat, there are only a few who are really capable of specializing in specialties, and Han Shiyong's ability is much higher than these people."

One thing Yi Shuyuan had to admit was that even when Qi Zhongbin was young and proud, in terms of warlock skills alone, Han Shiyong was higher, and there were some limiting factors in this.

"Did you kill Bai Yudao's people before?"

Yi Shuyuan asked knowingly, while Chi Qinghu nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, I have dealt with all those pursuers. Chi has tried his best to make a clean move. Did he leave any clues?"

Yi Shuyuan nodded and shook his head.

"Then Han Shiyong can use this method to temporarily detain the soul of the dead, use a spell to bring it to the outside world, and use the connection between debtors and sinners to find the aura to deduce your whereabouts. It is no wonder that many people in your world cannot escape Han Shiyong's personal action."

"ghost?"

Chi Qinghu had goosebumps all over his body. He had heard that some magicians had gone undercover to build bridges, and even heard the words of some deceased people and passed them on to their families.

But these are generally vague and fragmentary, and are by no means complete.

Moreover, some charlatans have said that if Yin and Yang are separated, it is best not to interfere with each other.

"Is it raising ghosts?"

Although I have heard of the method of raising ghosts, it is too damaging to the moral integrity and harmony of the world, and it will cause serious problems.

"Not really, but if he wants to, he should be able to do it."

Judging from the previous situation of Taoist Bai Yu's ghost, it is easy to cultivate hostility and resentment, but Han Shiyong is not able to reach this level.

Yi Shuyuan could even imagine Han Shiyong's acting style and logic through his synaesthesia and his own speculation. That was that he was the master of the country, and he was in control of everything. Even when he cast spells, he could do so without restraint.

Chi Qinghu didn't believe it at the moment, he was a little scared, not because he was afraid that something would happen to him, but because he had just asked the shopkeeper to inform his colleagues that if something happened at this moment, he would be blamed!

Suddenly, Chi Qinghu's heart moved and he immediately looked at Yi Shuyuan.

"Then how did Mr. Yi deal with the aftermath for me?"

Now that Mr. Yi is back and sitting here calmly narrating this matter, it means that the magic of the demon master has been broken!

Could it be that Mr. Yi's conduct is better than that of Han Shiyong?

Yi Shuyuan naturally knew what Chi Qinghu was thinking, and he thought about it before answering.

"Han Shiyong's popularity is complicated and involves many things. Even Yi didn't want to do anything with him directly, so he thought of other ways."

Yi Shuyuan paused for a moment, glanced at Shi Sheng, who had been pretending to start writing at some point, but was actually secretly listening carefully, and smiled helplessly before continuing.

"As the saying goes, yin and yang are separated, and humans and ghosts have their own ways. It is a taboo in the underworld for Han Shiyong to arrest people's souls, so I asked the ghosts and gods in the underworld to get the souls. As expected, he was afraid, and finally handed the ghosts over to the underworld. Messenger, if the ghost is not here, your breath connection will also be broken!"

"Ghosts and gods from the underworld?"

The impact of these words to Chi Qinghu was no less than that of Mr. Yi's direct attack on Han Shiyong, and to some extent it was even greater.

"What about Han Shiyong?"

"Already gone back."

Chi Qinghu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both excited and complicated.

"Mr. Yi, are you the Imperial Master Dayong?"

Yi Shuyuan laughed, and even Shi Sheng couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering, but laughter still leaked out of his fingers.

"There is no such thing as a national teacher in Dayong. Today's Emperor Dayong is more pragmatic and is not keen on this. Although he does not interfere with folk customs, he deeply hates some witchcraft and poisonous things that harm people. And I am just a wandering cloud and a crane."

"Sir, would you like to help us deal with Bai Yudao and Han Shiyong? This man has cholera, oppressed the people, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and is unforgivable. If he is eliminated, he can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people and supporting justice!"

Yi Shuyuan slowly opened the folding fan and fanned it slightly, which seemed to drive away the sultry summer heat in the room and bring bursts of coolness.

"In your eyes, he is indeed like this. In the eyes of the emperor, he may not be so. In the eyes of others, he doesn't know."

"Sir, I know you are a mediocre person, but you are an expert in the right way!"

Chi Qinghu didn't care about his face at this time. Even if he was acting rogue, he still wanted Mr. Yi to take action.

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and wanted to kneel down directly in front of Yi Shuyuan, but before his knees even touched the ground, they were hooked by one of Yi Shuyuan's legs.

No matter how hard Chi Qinghu exerted his strength, and even used his internal strength directly later, he found that he couldn't kneel down at all.

At this moment, Chi Qinghu looked at Yi Shuyuan in shock, and the shock in his heart was even stronger.

Since he couldn't kneel down, he could only face Yi Shuyuan with clasped fists excitedly.

"Mr. Yi, Chi Qinghu begs you, if this continues, if the emperor believes in the doctrine but not in the ministers, and the people believe in the doctrine but do not have official surnames, all the rivers and lakes will be destroyed, no matter how chaotic the government is, the well-being of the people of our country, Dayan, will be destroyed. This Bai Yu is in the middle of the road!"

Perhaps in order to make Yi Shuyuan tempted, Chi Qinghu immediately continued.

"Some time ago, a man named Zhao who was traveling in Dayong accidentally obtained a treasure, which was suspected to be a heavenly book of immortality.

After the people from Baiyu Dao learned about this news, they took it very seriously. They even heard that Han Shiyong's direct disciples had personally visited the Zhao family in Yunlu Mansion. It is very likely that the fairy book was indeed true! "

"Now that Han Shiyong has come to the closer city of Luoqifu, he is determined to obtain the Immortal Book. He will even enter Dayong at any cost, and will cause a bloody rain in the world just like when he captured Yuan Dan."

Yi Shuyuan's folding fan flapped gently, as if to blow away the heat in his heart.

"Oh, this calamity is really troublesome!"

As Chi Qinghu said, Han Shiyong is bound to get the Immortal Book. If he can't get it in his country, he will not give up, because Han Shiyong's Taoism is indeed unique among sorcerers, and he already understands that the Immortal Book is Really exists.

That's why when Yi Shuyuan met Han Shiyong just now, the other party's confidence in the immortal way was so strong!