"There are at least twenty stores selling rice paper in Luocheng, and there are all high-ranking officials and nobles behind them. Which one should I go to?" Jiaotu rolled her eyes.

Chen Ji: "Then I have to ask Lord Zhou."

Jiaotu jumped off Zhou Chengyi's back and turned the other party over: "Master Zhou?"

"Oh, Lord Zhou?!"

But Zhou Chengyi's face was blue and his eyes were wide open, and he was already dead.

"Jiaotu, you killed him by mistake!" Yun Yang screamed strangely.

Jiaotu rolled his eyes: "Stop giving me a blame, he was poisoned to death."

Yun Yang was surprised: "I took the poisonous sac in his mouth."

Jiaotu: "He must have poison hidden in other places. It's fake to just want to kill this kid, but it's real to secretly get poison from his body."

"That's your responsibility, you're responsible for guarding him."

"If you want to blame me again, I will turn my back."

Yun Yang: "Sorry, instinctive reaction..."

Jiaotu looked at Chen Ji: "It's too slow to search for each family. If time goes on for a long time, you will definitely lose this big fish. What are you going to do?"

Chen Ji slowly stood up and walked to the table. His palm carefully stroked the lines of rice paper: "Rice paper is made by hand, and every craftsman has different habits. Some people like to put more green sandalwood skins, some people like to put more straws. Some people like to grind finely when using stone grinding, and some people like to be lazy and rough. The craftsmanship of rice paper determines its price... If you find the same paper, you can find this store."

Jiaotu leaned closer and bent down to observe the texture of rice paper carefully. In the past, rice paper was the same in her eyes...

...

...

At this time, a knock sounded outside the courtyard, and someone picked up the copper ring on the gate of Zhou Mansion and hit the gate rhythmically.

Outside the door, a hoarse voice asked, "Mr. Zhou, is Chen Ji in your house?"

In an instant, the Yunyang, the Jiaotu, all the men in black, and Chen Ji looked at the sound from the place where the sound came from.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

The knocking sounded again, and the beast head on the door held a ring and hit the red painted door, both fast and slow, but felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

When it was late at night, the knock on the door seemed particularly abrupt.

The men in black in the yard slowly pulled out their waists without making any noise, waiting for Yun Yang's instructions.

These people are the elite among the elite. Chen Ji recalled that from time to time traveling, no one said a word of nonsense.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Seeing that the person outside the door did not answer, the vicissitudes of voice asked again: "Chen Ji, are you inside?"

Chen Ji was a little confused.

Who will come to find me?

He looked at Yun Yang, but saw that the young man looked unstable. After thinking for a while, he winked at a man in black: "Pull the body into the house."

Jiaotu looked at Yunyang: "Who is here?"

"Don't be nervous, I'll hear who it is," Yun Yang walked over and lifted the latch.

When the door opened, there was an old man with a hunched back standing in the dark night outside the door. The other party was wearing a gray long gown and a pair of white-bottomed black cloth shoes. The wrinkles on his face were like ditches on the dry earth.

The old man's beard was covered with his chest, his hair was tied to the top of his head with a green hairpin, and his hair was so white that he could not get older.

The old man was also a little surprised when he saw Yun Yang, and Yun Yang changed his smile: "Doctor Yao, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you still strong?"

The old man was silent for a moment: "It's you, shouldn't you be in the capital? Why did you come to Luocheng?"

Yun Yang explained: "I had something to do, so I came. I happened to meet Chen Ji when I came to visit Lord Zhou tonight, so I kept him talking."

The old man asked, "Is the inner leg a little better?"

"It's much better, he also praised you as a miracle doctor. The cold disease that I suffered from in the Chaitan Bureau was finally cured," Yun Yang said with a smile: "It's a pity that you didn't stay in the capital, otherwise the emperor would have summoned you into the palace long ago."

"I can't cure the Lord's disease," the old man changed his tone: "Where is Chen Ji, the medicine has been delivered, it's time to go back."

Yun Yang thought for a moment: "Chen Ji, go back with your master quickly. See how much Doctor Yao cares about you. He is still so far to pick up people when he is old."

Chen Ji didn't expect Yun Yang to be willing to release him... It seemed that it was because the old man mentioned the "internal minister"?

He hurried out and was pulled by Jiaotu when he passed by, but the other party was holding it back: "Don't talk nonsense when you go back, we will go find you."

Chen Ji didn't say anything and quickly walked out the door: "Master, let's go back."

"Um."

Doctor Yao walked towards the depths of the long street with his hands on his back, without asking a word.

Chen Ji felt two gazes staring at his back like hooks behind him. He turned around and looked at Yun Yang and Jiaotu at the door with a smile.

Yunyang and Jiaotu were dressed in black. Both of them looked handsome and straight backs. They were the kind of people who were pleasing to the eye when walking on the street.

But these two people didn't blink when they killed people, as if human life was the most valuable thing in the world.

Scorpion, this is Chen Ji’s deepest impression on the two people.

Chen Ji followed the old man in two steps, and with a bang, the gate of Zhou's mansion closed behind them.

Huh, Chen Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

This seems to be a world where human lives are like grass.

At the beginning of time travel, he did not have too much desire to survive, but just observed everything like a bystander. Life or death is actually not very important.

But since you can be reborn once, will your parents have the chance to be reborn? This is crucial to him.

You have to survive first.

"Master, thank you for picking me up," Chen Ji said the truth, very sincerely.

The old man sighed: "I want to know that I am a member of the Spy Division here tonight, so I won't come."

Chen Ji: "..."

What's the meaning?

Just don't want the apprentice?

The old man muttered to himself: "Strange, the fortune telling of the fortune before going out was auspicious, but he thought he could pick up gold ingots... It's auspicious."

Chen Ji was confused by this: "Master, don't you ask tonight..."

The old man walked in front, raised his hand to him to block the topic: "Wait, don't tell me, I don't want to know such troubles at all, it's no good if I know. I can live to be ninety-two years old, and I'm just not meddling in other people's business."

Chen Ji: "You are quite good at avoiding misfortune..."

The old man stopped: "The medicine has been delivered, where is the medicine money?"

Chen Ji was stunned. He didn't know that there was any money for medicine: "I forgot to ask Lord Zhou for it..."

The old man turned back unhappily: "You go back and ask them for it."

Chen Ji simply and decisively: "I won't go."

The old man thought for a long time: "Then you can make up for this medicine."

Chen Ji changed the topic: "...you are very familiar with them?"

The old man said: "I had dealt with me in the capital in the early years. These people were cruel and ruthless. They always liked to do things that were angering and resentful in the day. When they met on the street, they would pretend not to know me. Or, if you went out to the street, you would be fine if you pretended not to know me."

Chen Ji: "..."

The old man said to himself: "The big man from the Spy Department has arrived in person, and Luocheng may not be peaceful."

The long street is quiet, and Luocheng seems to be asleep. Even the most lively East City, which is usually the busiest, has quieted down, and the lights have gone out.

The white lanterns were squeaking in the nest, passing them towards them, boredly beating the gong of the third day, shouting that the weather was dry and the things were dry, be careful of the candle.

When he reached a crossroads, Chen Ji suddenly saw the master taking out three copper coins from his sleeve.

The next second, the old man looked up at the direction of the stars, squatted down, and threw the copper coins six times on the bluestone road: "Well... go to the left."

"Master, is there any danger on the right?" Chen Ji was curious.

"There is no danger. You may encounter beggars when you look at the hexagram. I am a little more sympathetic when I get older. I may throw money to him when I see it, so I take a detour," the old man explained calmly.

Chen Ji: "..."

...

...

In the Zhou Mansion, Jiaotu squatted on the Grand Master's chair and held his chin to look at the night sky: "Just let him go like that? Because his master knows his inner friend?"

"How could it be? The inner minister is the ruthless and disobedient person. Not to mention Doctor Yao's apprentice, if he really blocks the inner minister's way, Doctor Yao will die."

Jiaotu sighed: "Okay, do you think that kid is a spy detective Jing Chao?"

"It must be," Yun Yang said confidently: "How can an ordinary apprentice withstand these few needles? He has fainted from the pain long ago. In addition, you see, his ability to adapt to changes is definitely not something that a clinic apprentice can do."

Jiaotu was puzzled: "Then let him go?"
To be continued...