Holding a clerk passing by and looking at the other party's lifeless face, Fan Xian felt a little nervous for some reason, but also a little kind. He seemed to have found the unique smell of Comrade Fei Jie, and greeted him sweetly with a sweet smile: "Hello."

The master with a lifeless face, like the rest of the inspector's building, looked at Fan Xian with a wonderful look. After a while, he said, "Hello."

These two words are a bit stiff.

Fan Xian swallowed and asked with a smile: "It's really presumptuous, but... why do everyone stare at me?"

The man smiled and showed his pale teeth. He found that the young man with a slightly shy smile was very interesting, and asked back: "If in a place where no strangers have ever come in, everyone suddenly found a stranger. You said, wouldn't everyone stare at him?"

Fan Xian suddenly realized, then he was puzzled and asked, "Isn't this the Supervisory Office's Office? The court agency, has there never been a stranger to handle official business?"

The man pointed out outside the door and explained kindly: "Look at that side."

Fan Xian took a look and found that there was no one at the gate of the Supervision Bureau, and the pedestrians also walked around the street from a distance.

The man smiled, his smile seemed a little scary, and the old skin on his cheeks frowned: "The people of Kyoto have always been hiding from our yamen. As for official affairs, our Supervisory Office never does official affairs, only the yamen. His Majesty stated that the yamen will not allow the other six departments to be involved, so we have never had any contact with other yamen."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "So that's it. It seems that I am really a reckless and stubborn person."

The man asked curiously: "Don't you know what our Supervisory Office does?"

Fan Xianying said: "I know a little bit." After all, he is a disciple of Master Fei Jie's sect in the third department of the Supervision Bureau, and he still knows a little about the duties of the Supervision Bureau.

"Then you dare to break in like this." The man shrugged, "Overyone will regard this place as the Hall of Yama in the world."

Fan Xian smiled helplessly and said, "Maybe I had seen Yan Luo when I was very young?"

The man laughed and patted his shoulder: "Very good."

The skin of Fan Xian's right shoulder under his clothes had some goose bumps. He felt that the tone of this person was like those guys Sun Erniang was slapping the chopping board?

"Do you need my help if you have anything?" the man smiled.

Fan Xian immediately felt that the other party had become the front desk of the hotel where he was flirting with foreigners in his previous life. He shook his head and got rid of this inappropriate distraction. He pinched a piece of silver in his middle finger and stuffed it in, and asked politely: "Is Fei Jie here?"

The man was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a long time. Then, Fan Xian found that the other party's expression was no longer the previous indifferent, but had become a little fear in his respect: "Are you looking for Lord Fei?"

While saying this, he bounced his fingers very beautifully, bounced the broken silver stuffed by Fan Xian back into Fan Xian's sleeve. Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, knowing that the other party's hand seemed simple, but in fact it was very beautiful. At least for more than ten years, it was so accurate that it turned out that this seemingly ordinary official of the Supervision Bureau was also a master who was hidden.

Fan Xian nodded, admitted that he was here to find Fei Jie, and then noticed that the man was wiping and patting his right hand on his shoulder hard.

"Mr. Fei is not here." The man replied politely, took a few steps back in a hidden way, and distanced himself from Fan Xian. "Mr. Fei went to the border county to inspect."

Fan Xian slapped his head and then remembered that he had heard from Fujiko Kyo that the president of the Supervision Bureau would take at least three months to visit his relatives. According to Teacher Fei Jie's lazy temper, the only boss who could control him was not there, so he would naturally slip away.

He complained to the man and was about to leave. Before leaving, Fan Xian suddenly smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"Xiaoguan Wang Qinian." This inspector named Wang Qinian saw this young man with a slightly shy smile and dared to run to the inspector alone, and even called him the name of Lord Fei Jie. He thought that the other party must be not simple, so he called himself a guard.

Fan Xian knew that the other party heard that he was looking for Fei Jie, and subconsciously linked himself to dangers such as poison, so he wiped his hands and retreated. He smiled and looked at Wang Qinian: "If Lord Fei is back, please inform him and say... his student is coming to Kyoto."

Fei Jie's student? Wang Qinian had the urge to chop off his right hand at this time. He secretly scolded himself for his personality of touching everywhere, and coughed twice and responded.

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Walking out of the gate of the Supervision Office, the sunshine in the sky sprinkled down through the tall trees on both sides of the road, and countless shadows of leaves wrapped around Fan Xian's whole body. He walked west for a while, sat on the railing next to the flowing water, supported his hands beside his body, and looked at the groups coming and going on the street, not knowing where to go.

He didn't want to go back to Fan Mansion. Although there was a gentle and friendly sister there, he felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of Liu, his father, and the fat man who should have been studying happily every day but was now forced to compete with him.

He is brave enough to fight for things that belong to him and will not give up.

But Fan Xian is actually not very clear about what is really his own in this world. After all, he has had another experience of life and always has a sense of distance from this world.

He hid the matter of coming to the Supervisory Office to find Fei Jie without his father. Although Fei Jie was his teacher, his father certainly knew about it, but he always felt that Fei Jie seemed to be more trustworthy. This may be because he began to follow the closeness brought by Old Man Fei to admire the corpse everywhere.

Teacher Fei Jie was not in Kyoto. This fact caused a small problem with Fan Xian’s arrangement before entering Beijing. So he was thinking about what he should do first.

When he was thinking about these things, he had already jumped off the railing and began to walk back subconsciously. When he passed by the gate of the Supervision Office again, he paid attention and found that the pedestrians on the road were indeed walking on the right side of the street, avoiding the gate of the Supervision Office, as if they were afraid of the filthy breath that was seeping out of the building.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the entrance of the building. The thin clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the sky was clear and beautiful, but his eyes were shaken by a golden light.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked at the golden light and found a wide monument at the entrance of the Supervision Bureau, lying on the ground like a burly tiger. The monument was made of stone and had some words written on it.

Fan Xian frowned, feeling that these words looked familiar, as if they had seen them somewhere, but he racked his brains and couldn't find out the source. He looked down and then he saw the signature.
Chapter completed!