Chapter 9 It’s really him

Lin Zhihui could see that Song Kai was very good at building a reputation, and he was also very cunning. In the past, Song Kai was just a disciple responsible for loading and unloading in the Hengtian Sect. He never thought that one day he would become famous. From this point of view, he The method is very clever.

Lin Zhihui saw Jiang Yuan walking straight next to him, and felt confused again, "Do you suspect that this matter has something to do with Song Li?"

"yes."

"You knew Song Li was not in Qingliang Pavilion, right?"

"yes."

"Why go there anyway?" Lin Zhihui was very puzzled.

"Look for clues."

Seeing Jiang Yuan only uttering a few words each time, Lin Zhihui wanted to open his mouth with his hands to let him speak more. However, due to his status, Lin Zhihui knew how to use his discretion.

The two walked in silence for a long time.

"Where are we going now?" Lin Zhihui followed him all the way and he couldn't breathe if he didn't speak.

"Nan Jing."

Lin Zhihui was moved when he heard these two words. The Nanjing Suntian Sect was once less than half the strength of the Hengtian Sect. It rose to become the largest sect in the Tianxuan Kingdom overnight. Too many things happened during this period. , there are too many mysteries waiting to be answered.

Not sure if he was too obsessed with his thoughts, Jiang Yuan looked down at him for a while without noticing. "Nanjing is not what it used to be, and we are going here for a secret investigation, so we'd better go back as soon as possible." When he heard Jiang Yuan speak, Lin Zhihui turned around and glanced at him. His bright eyes seemed to be full of color. A different feeling.

Song Li was not in Qingliang Pavilion, but in Nanjing. No wonder Song Kai refused to reveal his whereabouts even if he died. Just how did Jiang Yuan know, so he asked, "Song Kai didn't say anything in Qingliang Pavilion just now. How did you know that Song Li was in Nanjing?"

Jiang Yuan turned around and asked, "Then how did you know that Song Li was in Nanjing?"

"I'm also guessing. If you can't find Song Li, go to Nanjing. There is a high probability that he will be in Nanjing." Lin Zhihui lowered his head and kicked away a pebble at his feet.

Jiang Yuan witnessed all these actions, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Song Kai in Qingliang Pavilion has already prepared everything, so that we have no evidence to find, but he still did not reveal it completely."

"What?"

"The Green Wolf Star Ring he wears on his right thumb, I saw Shi Qunping, the leader of the Shuntian Sect, wearing it before when I went to Nanjing."

At this time, Lin Zhihui had to admire Jiang Yuan for his clear understanding and the fact that he did not let the other party notice anything strange during the whole process.

"The leader is out now, and there is no one in the sect to take charge of the overall situation. What will happen to the new disciples?" Lin Zhi often had many concerns when he returned. He could only say that his sense of moral responsibility was too strong.

"I have ordered people to arrange everything, so there is no need to worry about this."

Lin Zhihui nodded with satisfaction.

Nanjing's medical skills are quite famous. There are several doctors at the city gate diagnosing the pulse of the people, and the queues of people are like rivers running through the streets. Lin Zhihui was curious about why the people in Nanjing were so frail and sick, and then asked an old man next to him, "Uncle, why are there so many people seeking medical treatment on this street?" The old man looked at him carefully, and then stared at the two Little Eyes said, "Aren't you locals?"

"no."

The old man looked at him even more suspiciously, "What are you doing in Nanjing?"

Lin Zhihui knew he couldn't tell the truth, so he was about to make up an excuse when Jiang Yuan spoke up, "We are from Guangling. We went to Fusang to join our relatives and passed by here."

The old man asked again, "What is your relationship?" Lin Zhihui thought to himself, what relationship do you think we have? Even this has to be asked.

"brother."

Lin Zhihui originally thought he would say "senior brother" or "friend", but when he heard these two words, he expressed affection.

The old man asked some random questions again. Every time he asked, Jiang Yuan answered fluently, as if what he said was true. After getting to the root of the matter, the old man said with peace of mind, "Fortunately, you are not from the Qing Emperor. The people of Nanjing are the people of Nanjing. The people who hate the Qing Emperor the most now are those from the Hengtian Sect." The old man's words aroused the attention of Lin Zhihui and Jiang Yuan. Interested in, "Why?"

"Why else? Lin Feng, a disciple of the Hengtian faction, stole our treasure of peace. Because of him, there was a rift between the two factions. The lives of the people are not as good as before."

Lin Zhihui was impulsive and clenched his fist, exposing the veins on the back of his hand. Jiang Yuan saw this and tightened his hand. Lin Zhihui felt the warmth surrounded by his palm, and his anger and impulse gradually subsided. The old man continued: , "No, we are lining up here, why? Because the head of the Shuntian Sect is worried that there are magic people in Nanjing. To outsiders, it seems that the Shuntian Sect is diagnosing the people, but in fact they are checking. Their The goal is to find people who know magic. Even if you encounter sick people, they will ignore you. With so many people waiting for examination every day, there is no time to take care of you as a patient. "

In this case, Lin Zhihui and Jiang Yuan also had to pass the inspection before entering the city. "Do these doctors have to check them every day?" Lin Zhihui asked.

"Yes, young man, even people in the city have to be checked every day." The old man said helplessly.

"Normally, people in the city should have passed the inspection, so why do they need to be inspected every day?"

As if it touched the old man's sadness, he patted his thigh and looked like he was suffering a lot, "In the final analysis, the new leader is very suspicious. The current Saintian sect is not as good as before. Since the leader was changed, Door, things happen every day. First, they raise the agricultural taxes of the people, and then they waste money and waste money to build the palace. Now they are subject to this time-consuming inspection every day. There is no time to plant the crops in the fields. People will really starve to death in the coming year. La."

After hearing this, Lin Zhihui felt sympathetic. Looking at these suffering people, even if he wanted to help, there was nothing he could do. It seems that I have really missed a lot in the past three years. I followed my master and lived a life of seclusion in the mountains and forests incognito. I was really far away from the world and the hustle and bustle. Nanjing didn't know anything about such an important matter. However, I had known Shi En before, and my impression of him had always been that he retained a relatively good image. You cannot see that human development is truly wonderful and unpredictable.

You must not enter the city alone at this time, otherwise you will definitely be discovered. Lin Zhihui was transformed into a gust of wind by Jiang Yuan and was blown into the Shuntian Sect.

The Shuntian sect is indeed grand, and the palace is magnificent and dazzling. Seeing that a lot of manpower and financial resources were spent to build this palace, it is no wonder that Nanjing's taxes have to be increased. Lin Zhihui felt that the current head of Nanjing was like a fool. Wouldn't it be better to check people outside the city every day? What's more, those with truly powerful spells didn't need to pass the inspection at all. They couldn't stop them even if they wanted to, just like Jiang Yuan.

Lin Zhihui and Jiang Yuan turned into two lanterns and hung them at the door of the hall so that they would not be easily discovered. After a while, someone came towards the door. He walked to the door, looked up at the two lanterns hanging high, and then went in. Judging from his dress, he should be a servant. After a while, he came out and stood at the door. Not far away, a Jiaozi carried by eight people slowly walked towards this side. The Jiaozi stopped at the door. Apart from the emperor, officials and businessmen Lin Zhihui really couldn't think of anyone else who could give such a great gift.

A young man wearing a black silk gauze hat and holding two large pearls got off the carriage. The white jade around his waist was very conspicuous. Step by step, he walked up the stairs without any hurry or dissatisfaction, and showed elegance and etiquette. The servant standing there quickly knelt down and saluted, "Master."

Lin Zhihui was surprised by these two words, and the lantern couldn't help but swing. Because of its high position, no one noticed it. The incredible thing is that the leader is Shi Yi, Shi En's younger brother, the silent little follower who always followed Shi En in the past, is now the leader of Nanjing. Second, the leader's posture is so magnificent and amazing, it is even more surprising than this palace.

Shi Yi entered the palace alone. Since the palace was deserted and echoing, and the location was high, he could see that there was already one person in the palace.

The man was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly.

Shi Yi spoke first, "How did things go?"

"The matter was exposed, but no one noticed." The masked man said.

Shi Yi seemed very angry and flicked his sleeves, "Trash, what's the use of you? You can't even do such a small thing. You are far worse than your father."

You couldn't see the masked man's expression. He just stood there motionless, and then a few words popped out of his mouth, "I will definitely not make a mistake next time."

Shi Yi added, "It's good to have this ambition to make progress, but if you let me hear the same thing every time, then I will tell you about your father-in-law." After speaking, Jinlong sat down elegantly. On a carved couch. The masked man seemed a little anxious and hurriedly turned to Shi Yi, "I promise there won't be a next time."

"That's the best. I heard you tell me yesterday that the first disciple of the Hengtian sect is also named Lin. What a coincidence, haha. The proud disciple of Cang Xingyuan back then was also named Lin, but in the end he ended up with a ruined reputation and a ruined family. . And his self-righteous son Lin Zhihui, who was like a shadow to my good brother during the time when the Qing Emperor was seeking art, but always treated me like nothing. You say, didn’t he jump in the end? Cangmangya, I heard that his body has not been found. I am afraid he was smashed to pieces. Hahahaha, I really look forward to Lin Lu's performance. "Lin Zhihui seems to have immunity, these words cannot enter his mind at all. Ear.

The masked man asked, "What do you want me to do this time?" Shi Yi's eyes were filled with residual blood, and he said word by word, "My good brother has been suffering in prison, you go and kill him Rescue him and then..." With a wave of his hand, Lin Zhihui understood what he meant. He wants to kill his brother! Lin Zhihui didn't understand why he did this, and neither did the masked man, so he asked, "Is it so difficult to let him live?" Shi Yi said ferociously, "That's easy to say. You're too easy to say. Do you know?" You know how much pain I have now. I can't sleep in the middle of the night every day, and all I can think about is him. He is not doing well, and he wants to torture me all the time." As he spoke, his emotions became excited, and his voice became louder. He became explosive, "He is just a bastard, doesn't he have some talent, why should he trample me under his feet? Haha~ Now look, what is left of him?"

It turns out he hates Shi En so much.

The hall was eerily quiet.

The lantern transformed by Jiang Yuan shook.

The masked man seemed to notice something strange. He raised his head and saw the lantern hanging high at the door, and said, "Did you just order someone to hang this up today?" Shi Yi said disdainfully, "Why should I bother with such a thing? What's wrong?" ? "

"I suspect there is something wrong with these two lanterns."

When Shi Yi heard this, he immediately called the servant outside, "Ah Jin, did you hang these two lanterns?" Ah Jin looked up and said, "No, I thought it was you, the master, who hung them." "Asshole, When have you ever seen me do this?" The masked man stood up and flew towards the two lanterns, but a dagger knocked off his mask in mid-air, revealing his face to be Song Li. Although the mask slipped off, it did not block his direction. The two lanterns turned into a gust of wind and blew away the moment his hands came into contact.