Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

"I want to go too, and I want to listen too!"

Yun Xiao raised his bloody hands and shouted to follow him to the front hall.

He had just issued a letter of challenge to Du Manzhi. When he heard that there were clues about the silver hairpin case, how could he bear to be beaten to the front by his opponent?

Danzhu slapped him on the back expressionlessly:

Where are you going? Go to hell!

Little Green Tea immediately became honest and sniffed pitifully: "Sister, Xiao'er is in pain..."

Du Manzhi kicked the white cloth strip that he tore and threw on the ground with her toes, and deliberately reminded: "Oh, who dropped it? Throwing it everywhere, you don't care for the environment."

"you!"

Yun Xiao quickly hid before Danzhu's expression changed, and he was no longer as arrogant and crazy as before.

Du Manzhi made a face at him.

Leng Buding saw the corners of Jiu Qian's mouth rising.

Only then did she realize that this man was not an unworldly master. When there was excitement, he obviously enjoyed watching it.

They arrived one after the other.

Zhao Tie was already sitting in the front hall. He stood up first to say hello to Jiu Qiansui, and said a few words to her politely. He kept looking back, presumably waiting for Yun Xiao to appear.

This person usually seems very hard to talk to, but he is actually a little bit of a disciple at heart.

Seeing her immersed in silly fun, Jiu Qiansui cast a doubtful look.

Du Manzhi leaned over and said in a breathy voice: "Everything comes down."

Yun Xiao was moved and was eaten to death by Danzhu.

Zhao Tie probably has no family status in front of his long-lost brother.

Jiu Qiansui tapped the table: "Are you hungry?"

The conference hall was cold and solemn, with only three seats. He occupied the first seat, Zhao Tie took one, and one was left for her.

There happened to be a tray in front of her.

A plate of steaming pastries and a cup of scented tea.

The pastry is an enhanced steamed rice cake sprinkled with dried osmanthus flowers and drizzled with honey.

Du Manzhi looked at his arm subconsciously.

Last time she opened the paper man's soul at the Yan Mansion and performed an operation to bleed himself. She was dizzy and fed him steamed rice cakes.

She doesn't like this, but it's not bad to eat it occasionally.

After being hungry for two days, everything that can be eaten tastes delicious!

This time, the pastry has been improved. The center of the pastry is filled with sugar. It tastes so sweet that it makes your throat tickle.

"Cough, cough..." She quickly took a few sips of tea.

He paused while turning the pages and asked casually, "Doesn't it suit your taste?"

Zhao Tie quietly observed their interaction.

"It's not bad, but I didn't expect it to be so sweet. I choked. You like rice cakes very much? You even brought a pack with you last time..."

"I used to be on duty in the palace and didn't have time to eat. I couldn't get anything hot to eat when I happened to catch up. So I just brought some pastries and ate one when I was hungry." He explained calmly.

"This is more effective in fighting hunger than those flower cakes and bean cakes."

"...Then I ate your rations last time?" she half-joked.

Jiu Qiansui gave her a naive look in return.

Zhao Tie didn't let his words fall to the ground: "With my foster father's current status, I can tell him to eat whenever I want. I probably am used to carrying snacks with me, just remembering the hardships and thinking about the sweets."

"Where are you talking about? Brother, how much have I missed?"

Yun Xiao rushed in like a ball of fire.

When he saw Du Manzhi, he suddenly became energetic and rushed to her, showing off the yellow silk wrapped around his hand like a male peacock.

"Sister Danzhu's embroidery work is so exquisite, she was even willing to take out this handkerchief and bandage it for me herself~"

Yun Xiao: Look! She loves me so much!

Du Manzhi didn't like him, and looked regretful.

"It's such a pity that such a good handkerchief is stained with blood. Danzhu is still heartbroken after seeing it! Yunxiao, you must not let down her good intentions. Remember to help her wash away any dirt. I can’t see it, so I can give it back to others~”

Yun Xiao's big peacock tail couldn't hold it anymore, "Huh?"

It's over, it's over, how can I clean it?

This kid is so funny, all his thoughts are written on his face, Du Manzhi laughed loudly.

Now that everyone was here, she quickly drank the remaining two rice cakes mixed with tea, and the discussion began.

Not to mention, it really felt like a meeting, so she silently hid the tray behind her back.

"The Cui family's father and son have strange looks. As long as they check their place of origin from the city entry records and ask people of the same place as them, they can get a lot of information." Jiu Qiansui passed the scroll handed over by the spy to Zhao Tie, who was nearest.

"Cui Sheng, male, 24 years old, from Hejian Prefecture, his biological father is Cui Boyuan, the juggler in Haili County, and his biological mother is a refugee. Because of his strange and ugly appearance, Cui Sheng was rejected from taking the imperial examination several times."

Zhao Tie drew the words with his hand and continued to read.

"Seven years ago, Taifu Yan passed by Hejian Prefecture. The Cui family and his son stopped the sedan chair in the street and demanded that Cui Sheng be eligible for the imperial examination. Taifu had no choice but to recite the requirements for candidates in the "Da Qian Lu" in public. This matter was widely circulated. The Cui family has become a laughing stock.”

To put it simply, it’s all the fault of appearance.

If you want to be a civil servant in Daqian, you must not only be quick-thinking and fluent in speech, but you must also show off your appearance and manners.

At the very least, the facial features are not allowed to fly around, the limbs must be well-proportioned, and the back must not be hunched over, so that children will not cry when going out.

And Cui Sheng happened to be a hunchback, with a big head, a short body, and an unusually large pockmarked face.

He had studied, but the academy politely persuaded him to quit and did not recommend him to take the exam.

After being rejected by his master in public and being pushed into his home by his neighbors for a whole day, his self-esteem couldn't stand the blow, so he found a crooked-neck tree and hung himself up in the middle of the night.

Du Manzhi: "Is he dead?"

"I was pulled back by Old Man Cui."

Cui Sheng failed once and tried several times with different methods. The most severe one was that no one died but the house was burned down.

Old Man Cui simply asked Cui Sheng to follow his juggling troupe around. Even if he didn't take the imperial examination to read and write, he could still rely on accounting.

However, the Cui family and his son offended the county magistrate during a performance, and the road was blocked.

Du Manzhi reacted: "Wait a minute, old man Cui is in the juggling troupe. Isn't he a paper maker?"

Nine Thousand Years Old: "Cui Sheng's grandfather was a papermaker and gave birth to a deformed son. Everyone told everyone that this profession was unlucky and that only a person with five shortcomings and three shortcomings could not do it. He only taught his son to make a living by it when he was desperate."

Du Manzhi shook his head and nodded again.

She shook her head because the ugliness and weirdness of Cui Sheng and his son were due to genetic problems and had nothing to do with the paper maker industry.

He nodded because Mr. Cui’s understanding was correct.

The five disadvantages are being widowed, lonely and disabled, and the three disadvantages are happiness, wealth and longevity. Generally speaking, it is said about fortune tellers. In fact, anyone who fishes for the vagina has a little bit of it, so no one should laugh at anyone.

"Oh... Then they offended the county magistrate and then stopped working there?" Du Manzhi asked impatiently, "Who asked him to make the paper-tied jade seal and other things in the drawing?"

Jiu Qiansui raised his eyebrows: "Do you think it was someone else who asked him to do it, rather than him wanting to do it himself?"

What he meant was that if Old Man Cui's son died, he could use it for his son.

Du Manzhi blurted out: "The Cui family has no imperial destiny! Even if they make these things, how can they afford them?"

Nine Thousand Years Old was silent.

She also fell silent.

Eyes facing each other.

They all thought of the straw man who changed his life that day.

Zhao Tie: "If...Old Man Cui wants to exchange someone else's imperial life for Cui Sheng..."

Yun Xiao didn't know what was going on and couldn't get a word in at all. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and scratched his head, "What is the emperor's order? Didn't Emperor Daqian stay in the palace properly? Why did another one appear from nowhere?"

Zhao Tie took out two straw men with their backs facing up.

The one with clear handwriting is Cui Sheng.

The vague one is someone named Chen.

Yun Xiao spoke quickly: "The surname is Chen, the emperor's order, does it mean the one who surrendered to the previous dynasty?

"That's not right. The deposed emperor has already surrendered, so it is not considered a serious emperor's destiny! But the previous dynasty has been destroyed, how can there be anyone who can be the emperor..."

He was anxious and thought hard along this line of thought, trying to find out who the Chen who had his life changed was.

Du Manzhi: "Let's follow the experiences of their father and son. Just now we mentioned offending the county magistrate, what happened next? How did Cui Sheng die?"

Zhao Tie: "One said it was the cold, another said it was a serious injury, or he might have been beaten to death after falling ill."

Du Manzhi took the scroll.

The spy mentioned an incident site, which was a ruined temple in the western suburbs.

The Cui family and his son were wandering around performing arts, and Cui Sheng fell ill on the way. They were driving a donkey cart through a ruined temple, but a group of robbers and beggars robbed the donkey pulling the cart.

Cui Sheng dragged his sick body to argue with them, but was beaten violently. Old man Cui could not get money anywhere and could only watch his son die.

Old man Cui buried Cui Sheng.

Thereafter he began to make a living from his paper-making skills.

Until three months ago, Old Man Cui suddenly moved into Kyoto and lived in a broken house in Jindou Alley.

Du Manzhi frowned: "Three months..."

Nine Thousand Years Old: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, remember Yan Mansion's Corpse Raising Formation. It takes a certain amount of time to transform a living person into a corpse. In the end, Old Man Cui controlled the formation to forcibly catalyze the corpse, which can shorten part of the time.

"But before that, the formation should have existed for half a year to a year."

At that time, Old Man Cui had not yet entered Beijing.

He was not the one who set up the corpse raising array.

"Miss Yan told me that her carriage hit Old Man Cui, so she sent him to the hospital for treatment on his leg. She also heard that his only son was beaten to death by bandits and was left alone with no one to take care of him. Miss Yan felt soft-hearted and agreed to take him in. He is recuperating in Yan Mansion."

Zhao Tie: "Then he refused to leave?"

"No." Du Manzhi pondered, "Maybe he found out about Yan Mansion... He left openly, but actually went back secretly."

When a wolf looks back, there must be a reason.

Either repay a favor or take revenge!

"Old Master Yan refused to give Cui Sheng a chance to take the exam, which blocked his way to make a comeback. Old Master Cui wants to take revenge on the Yan family!" Zhao Tie speculated.

"It's not impossible." Jiu Qiansui agreed with this idea, "Cui Sheng is stranded in the world, who made him a slave ghost? There is a mastermind behind the Cui family and his son."

"..."

"There are seventeen silver hairpins with peach blossom talismans hidden in them, but Miss Yan is an exception. If this is to select a concubine, Miss Yan is not worthy of participating - it can be regarded as his revenge on the old master for refusing to let Cui Sheng take the exam."

Jiu Qiansui paused, "Apart from such narrow-minded people, the old master probably has no other enemies. If he does, they are probably remnants of the previous dynasty."

Because Taifu Yan was once an important minister in the previous dynasty, the Yan family turned to the founding monarch of Daqian, and others joined in, saving Daqian a lot of trouble.

The "Chen" on the straw man is also one of the evidences. The mastermind must be related to the previous dynasty.

Du Manzhi continued: "When we rushed to the Zhulou, Cui Sheng's ghost was sucking the essence from Miss Yan. If he sucked it like this, Miss Yan would not survive more than a month."

It's so weird, where did these idiots come from?

In the original plot, Miss Yan was just burned into a fool, but the Cui family and his father came out of nowhere. They wanted her to die.

"Also...the Cui Sheng I saw was much worse than what is mentioned above."

She pointed to the scroll sent by the spy.

"Here it is only said that he died of illness slowly after being beaten, but Cui Sheng's ghost had his tongue cut out and his hands and feet chopped off - he could not speak or write, which means he could not redress his grievances... This is not what a ghost who died of illness should look like."

Jiu Qiansui leaned on the Taishi chair, stretched the graceful lines on his neck, and said slowly: "That's interesting. His soul is with Old Man Cui, but the father and son can't communicate. Who cut off his mouthpiece, hands and feet? This move What are you hiding?"

There is an important invisible person behind the Cui family and his son.

Du Manzhi felt the same. An old paper maker who had become a monk in the middle of the road couldn't make this series of arrangements. Once the life-changing man came out, it was like Old Man Cui and that person were having an internal conflict.

Nothing could be found from Cui Sheng's place, and it was completely burned down on the same day.

All doubts are tied to Old Man Cui.

he died.

Nine thousand years old has also seen the scene where the evil spirits are holding Old Cui's soul.

Du Manzhi met his questioning gaze and shook his head slightly.

Take the analogy of asking a friend to dinner. If there are other people present, you should at least make it clear to the friend you are asking for in advance. This is respect.

Jiu Qiansui received a response and nodded slightly.

"We'll come here today. You can take a copy of the dossier back and study it. Don't let the news be exposed."

He glanced at Yun Xiao specifically.

"Ah, I know, I know, I promise not to tell anyone else. Even if Sister Danzhu asks me, I won't say a word!"

"You better be."

……

The discussion will be adjourned.

Du Manzhi returned to his residence, lit incense as soon as possible, and silently recited Qin Feng's name.

No movement.

She tried to read Mo Fengchun again.

Waited for about a stick of incense.

The gold ingots prepared for them had already been piled up into a small mountain, and Hei Wuchang Mo Fengchun arrived in a hurry, his pale face looking slightly tired.

Seemingly understanding what she wanted to ask, Mo Fengchun raised his hand to stop: "You have to ask Qin Feng about old man Cui. He is on duty elsewhere and has been unable to respond to you recently. There is something else you must pay special attention to."

"what's up?"

"The little ghost king you asked us to capture escaped from prison."

Du Manzhi:!