After chatting with Grand Secretary Su for a long time, I was still confused.

Grand Secretary Su was just entrusted by Mr. Sikong of the Imperial Heaven Supervisor to forge a document about Qin Xianyu's identity and origin, and erase all Qin Xianyu's identity and household registration in Fengxing Mansion. Because forging identity and erasing household registration, it is necessary to go through the Ministry of Revenue, and Grand Secretary Su's eldest son is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, so Grand Secretary Su is informed of this matter.

Previously, the Fourth Master Gan happened to send a letter to inform Grand Secretary Su about Qin Xianyu's disappearance, asking him to pay more attention in the capital, because this little Taoist priest should have come to the capital before he disappeared.

Because of this, Grand Secretary Su felt quite angry, as if this little Taoist priest had deceived him.

"What's this?" Qin Xianyu smiled bitterly, guessing in his heart that it was mainly because Grand Secretary Su failed to see that he was a monk and he took a look at him consciously. In addition, the Fourth Master Gan asked him to take care of him more. As a monk, he didn't seem to need him to take care of him. He was really disgraceful. After a while, Grand Secretary Su was quite angry.

In addition, Grand Secretary Su did not ask him to go to the city gate to pick him up. He had just gone out to join in the street for fun. He had only seen Qin Xianyu's portrait and knew about this little Taoist priest, so he invited him.

"So, the manager claimed that he had been ordered by Grand Secretary Su and waited at the city gate for many days before he met me. It was just a false statement. Is this just giving his master a face?"

Qin Xianyu couldn't help but be stunned. The manager of this wealthy family was too scheming, and he was still honest and honest in his family.

Finally, Grand Secretary Su complained and was satisfied, so he allowed him to move into a small courtyard, but not the Bachelor's Mansion, but on another street.

It is said that the courtyard had already been under the name of Qin Yu, a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain two days ago, and was ordered by Mr. Sikong, the Imperial Heaven Supervisor.

When someone came to lead the way, Grand Secretary Su reminded again: "Although you have achieved success in your cultivation at a young age, you must know that there are many cultivators here, and there are also Gangsha people. You must be cautious in everything, so it is not easy to offend people. Once you offend a cultivator, I am just an ordinary person and can't care about this."

Qin Xianyu nodded, bowed slightly, and left immediately.

Although Master Su was consciously dismissed and was made by Master Gan's letter, he seemed to feel disgraceful, but his words were actually quite close. These last few reminders were even more concerned. In addition to the reasons of Mr. Sikong and Master Gan's fourth, it was also because Master Su did appreciate the little Taoist priest very much.

When the manager led Qin Xianyu to another courtyard, he suddenly said to him before leaving: "Actually, the master admires Master Qin very much. Although he is not nice, he has no malicious intentions. Please don't blame Master Qin."

Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "The reason why Grand Secretary Su is like this is because he regards me as a junior. He has given me strict advice. He only has gratitude in his heart, so how can he blame me?"

The manager breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The master asked me to tell Master Qin that the King of Hell is easy to mess with, and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. Anyone with some fame will avoid it, but often those who really cause trouble are caused by some small people. Master Qin should be careful about this."

Qin Xianyu said: "Please tell Lord Su that Xiaodao does not like fighting and will not cause trouble easily."

"The master said that Master Qin is not a person who causes trouble, but he is afraid that someone will mess with you." The manager said: "In recent days, not only monks, but also some people in the martial arts world. These people are many martial arts masters who can transport blood at a young age, and even martial arts Junyan, who cultivates internal strength, regard themselves as highly. Although they are not as good as monks, they always feel that they are higher than ordinary people. If they are a little unhappy, they will take action to show that they have achieved martial arts, which is much better than ordinary people."

"This type of people often don't have much ability, relying on their tiny skills, they think they are superior to others."

"Anyone who is ignorant and incompetent and shallow in his knowledge is mostly arrogant and arrogant."

...

After entering the courtyard, Qin Xianyu looked at it.

This is just a small courtyard, but in fact it is not big, but in the capital, it is considered that there is such a small courtyard, which is considered to be from a good family. It is said that this courtyard was prepared by Mr. Sikong for him, and the interior has been cleaned.

Qin Xianyu likes quietness.

But Qin Xianyu always felt that Mr. Sikong, the Imperial Heaven Supervision, was very strange.

He thought about it carefully. In the capital, except for the person from the prime minister's house, there was only this Grand Secretary Su who had only met once before. As for Mr. Sikong, he had no impression, but why did he take care of himself so much?

First, he changed his identity for himself, put it on the name of a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, and prepared such a courtyard.

Qin Xianyu knew whether he knew this person, but why did he seem so familiar with him and take care of him so much?

After thinking for a long time, Qin Xianyu still didn't have the impression of this person, so he gave up, but he knew that he and Mr. Sikong would definitely meet one day, and then he would ask clearly.

Tonight is the Lantern Festival, and the capital is very lively.

Qin Xianyu thought about it and went out for a while.

The streets were shining with lights everywhere, and laughter was endless. Even some wives and ladies who didn't leave the house on weekdays took their maids or servants to play on the street.

I got together for some fun and watched some tricks.

After half an hour, the little Taoist priest returned to the courtyard.

"It's a good mood to join in the fun and get some popularity."

Qin Xianyu walked alone, except for looking around, but there was not much fun. He just joined in the fun. After joining in the fun, he went back. However, those riddles and the like were interesting, but he had no leisure time.

At this time, it is time to start meditation and practice.

But when he was transferred to the courtyard, a man in the crowd suddenly froze.

Someone around him pushed him and said, "What's going on?"

The man was silent for a moment before saying, "I saw that Taoist priest."

The man beside him said in confusion: "What Taoist priest?"

The man swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "The missing Taoist priest at the foot of Yinghuang Mountain."

The man next to him seemed to remember something, looked at him, showing a look of surprise.

The two of them didn't care about the excitement and just recognized the location of the courtyard, so they hurried back.

...

I walked around many streets in a row before entering a small hut.

The light inside was dim, but there was a figure, in slow motion, illuminating a black shadow under the light.

That was Mr. Zhao from the village who was practicing.

He suddenly paused and said, "What's going on?"

The two outside the room looked at each other, and one of them said respectfully: "Second Master, we met that little Taoist priest."

"Um?"

Mr. Zhao frowned slightly, opened the door, threw out a scroll of the portrait, and said lightly: "Is it him?"

The man opened the scroll and saw a young man in a Taoist robe painted on it, with a pretty face and a faint smile, which was exactly what Qin Xianyu looked like.

After confirming, the man nodded and said, "It's this Taoist priest."

A cold light appeared in Zhao Erye's eyes.

As a martial arts sect, Shenfeng Villa is a sacred place for martial arts. This generation finally produced a genius, but in less than twenty years, he had already cultivated his internal strength and ranked among the top ten young masters in the martial arts world. However, he took the notes left by his ancestors and went to Yinghuang Mountain, but he never returned.

When Shenfeng Villa went to Yinghuang Mountain, he found nothing, but unexpectedly learned that there was a Taoist temple at the foot of Yinghuang Mountain, and the Taoist priest in the middle disappeared for several days. Previously, the Taoist priest showed his martial arts on the birthday of Shangguan Family and stepped on the wooden chair with one foot.

Especially the so-called two thousand silver taels are suspicious.

I vaguely felt that this matter was unrelated to the Taoist priest.

"Since I live at the foot of Yinghuang Mountain, even if this matter has nothing to do with him, I will be captured and questioned." Zhao Erye said in a cold voice: "This village has always only killed the wrong person and will not let him go. If I really can't ask anything, I will let the Taoist priest go to bury him."

The man outside the door whispered, "Do you want to take down the little Taoist priest now?"

"Tonight is the Lantern Festival, and the capital is patrolled tightly. It is not good to take action randomly. Otherwise, it will anger the court, which is not a good thing." Zhao Erye said calmly: "Let's give up today, just watch from a distance and don't let him escape. I will go into seclusion tomorrow. In about two days, the internal energy cultivation will be able to enter the country. Then you can easily take him down, and you will not make any noise and will not attract the defenders."

Two men outside the door looked at each other and thought Mr. Zhao was fussing. A mere Taoist priest, who was young, how capable could he have?

Mr. Zhao suddenly snorted coldly, moved his body and returned to the spot.

The two men groaned everywhere, and there was a palm print on their faces.

"You are just servants. Just listen to your master's words. You have put away all your doubts and will take your life directly the next time." Zhao Ershi snorted coldly: "From the birthday of Shangguan's family, he kicked the broken wooden chair with a big strength, and at least he could transport blood. Ershi has had some insights these two nights. When my internal strength increases, come and take him again. You are not allowed to alert the snake, otherwise..."

The two men looked at each other and thought to themselves, and they had some insights and their internal strength increased rapidly. No wonder he was not in a hurry.

When to easily take it down, without making any sound or attracting defenders, it is all excuses. It is just that it is important to increase his internal strength and cultivation.

But when he saw that the little Taoist priest could be defeated, he could only wait for the second master to come out of seclusion and could not make a contribution directly.

Both of these two guards of Kanfeng Villa have some regrets.

At this time, Qin Xianyu was still practicing.

He never expected that he would just go out to join in the fun and actually meet his enemy.

He even did not expect that Shenfeng Villa was about to come to capture him and even let him be buried with the principle of killing the wrong ones just because he knew martial arts and lived at the foot of Yinghuang Mountain.

Mr. Su just told me, but I'm going to come to my house soon.

Anyone with shallow knowledge, ignorance and incompetence will be arrogant and arrogant.

No one expected that a person with internal strength in the secular world would attack a monk regardless of the laws of the capital.

A cultivator with the cultivation of Gangsha.

ps: I've been a little out of shape these days, and I'm inexplicably upset... I've saved some small ups and downs in the third volume and got it right.
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