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Chapter 90 Return to Changwen Mansion (please subscribe)
  The capital of Mozhou Road is the capital of Changwen Prefecture.

This is Wang Ping's second visit to this city. The last time it presented Wang Ping, it was a prosperous scene. Many merchants from the northwest region would stay here before heading to Hushan Kingdom in the south.

Today, the city is still as majestic as before, but there are not as many pedestrians on the streets as before, and no caravans were seen. The two markets passing by are extremely deserted, and the inns, restaurants, and goulan along the way are all in a state of inactivity. The state of being closed for business.

Looking at the city wall in the distance, there are crowds of people again. Tens of thousands of corvees are repairing the city wall on the top of the city. There are also many soldiers patrolling on the road. There are servants with swords outside some big houses. They are watching warily. Everyone who passes by.

As we walked towards the inner city and approached the Daozang Hall, there were more and more people coming and going. There were some vendors setting up stalls along the road, selling vegetables that were scarce in the city, as well as salt, cloth, etc. that were scarce outside the city.

"I smell shrimp!"

Yu Lian, who was sleeping, woke up immediately after smelling the fresh shrimps. Wang Ping had no choice but to walk over and buy some, feeding Yu Lian while walking towards the Daozang Hall.

When he walked to the gate of Daozang Hall, Wang Ping discovered that the government had set all other city gates as off-limits areas, and only opened the west gate for pedestrians to pass. This caused the streets from Daozang Hall to the west gate to be full of people. Occasionally, caravans can be seen passing through.

Wang Ping observed for a while and then walked towards the gate of Daozang Hall. A Taoist gatekeeper stopped him. After he handed over his identity card to the Taoist gatekeeper to check, the Taoist man immediately put on a smile and respectfully introduced him to the gate.

The Daozang station in Fucheng is different from a small place. After entering the gate, you can see a hall with a wide view. People are coming and going here. It seems that Mozhou Road has a heavy task due to the rebels some time ago. Many people want to raise money for exchange. All the southern Qigong practitioners gathered here.

After Wang Ping reported his identity, a Qi practitioner came to guide him within a few moments. He led him through the open hall and around the wide and beautiful inner courtyard. He saw a row of simple buildings. At a glance, you can tell that this is where the high-level officials of Daozang Hall work.

"It's so depressing here."

Yu Lian hid in Wang Ping's sleeves and communicated with Wang Ping using the spirit sea.

Wang Ping followed the Taoist leading the way unhurriedly, with a little bit of true energy emerging in his eyes... In the world of spiritual energy, it seemed that someone was suppressing it with a powerful force. The spiritual energy was rich but had various restrictions.

"Taoist Changqing, please come this way..."

The leading Qi practitioner stopped outside a small office courtyard, turned sideways and respectfully showed Wang Ping the way. As he was speaking, the Taoist gatekeeper of the small courtyard stood up. He was wearing a clean blue Taoist robe and was five years old. The man, who was about ten years old, first looked at Wang Ping doubtfully, then bowed politely and said: "Fellow Taoist, please show your identity card."

Wang Ping quickly returned the gift and took out his identity card.

After checking on the other side, he bowed respectfully and said, "It turns out to be Taoist Priest Changqing. Taoist Priest Wenyang has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

After saying that, he first subconsciously adjusted his sleeves and collar, and then walked steadily towards the room in the middle of the small courtyard. When he was approaching the door of the room, he stretched out his hand to signal Wang Ping to stop first, and then he stepped forward respectfully and rhythmically. 's knocked on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"What's the matter?" There was an old voice inside, and Wang Ping was sure that it was not Wen Yang's voice.

"Taoist Priest Xuanhe, Taoist Priest Changqing has come to take over the mission..."

"Let him in."

The old voice is still speaking.

After hearing this, the leading qigong practitioner slowly pushed open the door. He moved very carefully, as if there was some ferocious beast inside the door, so he didn't even dare to breathe.

After opening the door, the leading Qi practitioner immediately waved Wang Ping in, but he only stood at the door.

Wang Ping originally wanted to make a fortune, but the situation did not allow him to do so, so he had to walk into the house with Yu Lian huddled in his sleeves. The moment he stepped into the house, he felt a heat wave hit his face.

Then, he saw an old man wearing a gray robe, with his gray hair tied on top of his head by a wooden hairpin. He was sitting on the Taishi chair directly in front of him, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand and looking at it. "Sit down!" The old Taoist pointed to the chair on the right and greeted Wang Ping.

"Thank you very much..."

"Don't call me Senior. My Taoist name is Xuanhe. Just like everyone else, please call me Taoist Master Xuanhe."

"Yes, Taoist Master Xuanhe!"

"sit!"

"Thank you, Taoist Priest Xuanhe..."

The old Taoist priest Xuanhe seemed disgusted with the complicated etiquette, but he did not stop him. After Wang Ping sat down, he asked: "Is it Changqing from Qianmu Temple?"

"It's the trail."

"it is good!"

Xuanhe did not check Wang Ping's identity card, but walked to the left wing. Only then did Wang Ping realize that it was Wenyang sitting in the left wing. He immediately stood up to greet him, which was just a very ordinary hand-over salute.

Wen Yang glanced at him lightly, and then continued busy with what he was doing.

According to one of the principles of the party, if members of the party have not come into contact with each other, they should be treated as strangers. This is best for both parties.

Taoist Xuanhe and Wen Yang exchanged a few words in a low voice. Wang Ping could not hear a word they exchanged. Even the shape of their mouths was blurred in Wang Ping's vision.

Not long after, Taoist Xuanhe, who we had communicated with well, came over with the case file and handed it to Wang Ping and said:

"This is the case file. It's only two pages. You can take a look at it. It contains only the confession of the Taoist who guarded the cave. I have been to the scene after the crime. Their remaining aura is very hidden, so hidden that even I can't check it. So we raised the investigation difficulty of this case to the fifth seat.”

Wang Ping stood up and took the case file handed over by Taoist Xuanhe, while Taoist Xuanhe shouted at the door: "Ajiu, come in." When he finished speaking, there was a burst of footsteps, which soon reached the door.

When Xun Sheng left, Wang Ping saw a young man wearing gray and white clothes. He had a long knife at his waist, and wore a turban with the name of Daozang Temple on it. His long hair was tied back. He had a southern appearance and a long hair. Wearing a mustache.

"If you encounter any problems at the local government office while investigating the case, just tell Ah Jiu and he will help you solve it." Xuan He stared at Wang Ping and finished his instructions, then changed his tone and said: "That's all I have to explain, go and Let’s investigate the case.”

"Yes!"

Wang Ping first bowed to Taoist Xuanhe, and then handed over to Wenyang.

After exiting the room, he looked at Ah Jiu who had been waiting for a long time. Just when he was about to speak, Ah Jiu said first: "Taoist Priest, shall we go to the cave prison first?"

"it is good!"

When the two of them walked quickly out of the small courtyard one after another, Wang Ping had already sensed the case file with his spiritual energy, and picked it up to read without finding any strange consciousness implantation.

Ah Jiu noticed Wang Ping's actions and said with a smile: "It's a waste of time to read this case file. It's full of nonsense that the cave guards used to defend themselves."

"I'll just take a look." Wang Ping smiled politely. Although his eyes fell on the case file, his walking pace was not slow.

(End of this chapter)