On the streets of Biyangfu, there were endless pedestrians coming and going. A young man stood quietly by the street, his eyes were dull, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking at the street that seemed endless, where a woman rode her horse and disappeared.

That young man was named Liu Yiqing, the drunkard among the seven mysteries in the world.

After a while, Liu Yiqing came to his senses, but the woman could no longer find her. A foolish smile appeared on his face, and then he made a strange "hehe" laugh. He raised his head and drank a sip of wine, walked into the crowd, and disappeared quickly without causing a slight fluctuation, as if no one saw him at all.

Apricot blossoms have bloomed a lot in early spring, and are white, snowflakes, but the color of the apricot blossoms. They are the green and white that have just been stained. On the green branches, there are a few fresh apricot trees. Under the clear sky at this moment, Liu Yiqing was drinking wine and twisted along the green path. Fortunately, the trees in the forest are lush, like big umbrellas to block the sunlight.

His wine gourd is actually not big, but it seems to have endless wine. He is drinking it all the time, but it is always there.

After entering the Apricot Flower Forest, I saw a small village. This small village is located in the mountains, but it is actually in the Biyang Mansion. However, these mountain cities are also in the vast mountains, and a feeling of being like a different world is coming to my face.

A river flows through the village, and from time to time, big fish leaps up, and the golden scales on their bodies flash, stirring up waves. There is also a lake not far away, which is clear and clear. Some children are fishing there, but they have no gains, but they are enjoying it.

Some women were washing clothes by the lake in groups, while calling the naughty children to be careful. Outside the lake were green fields, and men wearing shirtless were chatting and laughing.

This small village looks old but not dilapidated. The stacks of stone piles, old but very clean wooden houses or earthen houses, create a solemn and quiet atmosphere under the sunlight.

Most of the small villages are stilt houses, which were called stilts in the past. These houses were built along the stream to avoid poisonous insects and snakes. People can also look at the mountains, rivers, mists, and mists. It is very interesting.

The houses here are lined up one after another, most of them are wooden columns and walls. The roads are made of bluestone, which are a bit uneven, but they are very ancient. The old vines on the big stone at the entrance of the village are thick and thick, and the branches of the old vines are scattered on the chain.

After a while, in this apricot forest, Liu Yiqing saw a thatched cottage. Outside the cottage was surrounded by a fence. In front of it, a wooden sign erected with the word "Xinglin" written on it.

"Okay," Liu Yiqing shook his head slightly and chuckled, "Uncle Master is still the same style. With his medical skills, he dares to call himself Xinglin for a lifetime. He is powerful. If I even call myself a martial arts world at any time, then it would be amazing, hehe..."

The Caotang is a clinic. From a distance, you can smell a smell of medicine. Liu Yiqing walked in slowly.

The clinic is very lively, with many people seeing the doctor, many of them are people in the world with swords and weapons. However, what is most noticeable is the middle-aged man in blue shirt who kept applying needles to others. He gently lifted the front and stably stitched the needle without any haste. Every needle goes down, it feels like snow falling in the cold, falling one after another, but it will not disturb anyone.

He is elegant and elegant, but he looks quite like a great scholar who is well-read in poetry and books.

"Uncle Master, are you so busy?" Liu Yiqing leaned against the door and said with a smile.

After a while, the doctor raised his head and looked at Liu Yiqing and said lightly: "Since you are here, come and help me. There are a lot of people who have been injured recently."

Liu Yiqing shrugged and looked at the patients. He frowned. The wounds of these people were the same, all of which were two holes, as if they were bitten by a snake. However, the area of ​​festering was very large.

Liu Yiqing walked over, pulled up the arm of a middle-aged man, looked at the wound carefully, raised his palm gently, and an invisible wave of true energy surged out, gently smeared on the wound, and a drop of black blood was sucked out.

Blood was as blood as ink, and Liu Yiqing was shocked and looked at his uncle in surprise. His uncle also happened to look at him, nodded, and said, "I can see, I'm so stupid. I said back then that this thing really exists. All of you don't believe me. I really think that Pei Zhu is not storm, haha..."

"Uncle Master," Liu Yiqing muttered: "It seems that no one has ever believed you. You have to be serious. The sect has been investigating..."

"Nonsense," Pei Zhu said coldly: "Are they investigating? It's just someone who your father arranged it casually to me for perfunctory."

"Yes, yes," Liu Yiqing nodded immediately and said, "Uncle Master, you are talking about it, but when I entered the city just now, I did find a problem, and the yin energy is very heavy..."

At this moment, a woman suddenly ran out of the inner room and shouted: "Doctor Pei, Dr. Pei, come and see, Liao Zhiyuan vomited blood again..."

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In the mourning hall, there was a strife.

The headmaster Wang Yin looked at Gu Qingci, his face turned red and white. After a while, he sighed and said, "Young Master, I know you are not an ordinary person, but why do you make things difficult for us little people? We are just doing things on orders. Even if you kill us, it will be useless."

Wang Yin worked as a servant in the yamen for many years and had not learned other skills, but his vision of people was getting better and better. After meeting Gu Qingci like this, he confirmed that Gu Qingci was not someone they could mess with.

He is also a warrior, and he is also a very weak second-rate warrior.

He felt endless pressure and murderous intent from Gu Qingci. Just for this, he didn't want to get into evil with Gu Qingci.

He is also a warrior, so he naturally understands the thing about talent. He is not a fool. Naturally, he will not think that Gu Qingci must be weak because he is not old. In this world, he will never look at age, but only on strength.

If a person wants to live for a long time, in addition to absolute strength, he must know how to recognize himself and show his identity.

Therefore, after many years of work, Wang Yin has nothing to do.

However, he was sure to see that Gu Qingci didn't need a second move to kill him, not to mention that the sword had been báhulái.

However, Wang Yin's attitude made Gu Qingci unable to find any reason to kill him. He just looked at Wang Yin deeply and took back the Jade Bone Sword. Suddenly, the chill in the entire mourning hall disappeared, and everyone felt that it seemed to be lighter.

Gu Qingci bowed to Wang Yin and said, "Captain Wang is abrupt. This official Gu Qingci was originally the magistrate of Changling County. This time I am sending my friend. I am the ashes of Ma Shilian, the former county magistrate of Changling County. As for the ashes of the injured person, the reason is complicated."

As he said that, Gu Qingci took out a token that belonged to him and handed it to Wang Yin, saying, "Today, I will let you go for nothing. Tomorrow, I will go to the government office to visit the prefect and explain the reason."

Wang Yin glanced at the token and bowed without hesitation: "Sir Gu, please say goodbye!"

Wang Yin did not dare to delay, and he did not want to deliberately check the authenticity of Gu Qingci. He only knew that he could not mess with this person, and that the fake one was also true. As long as he left, the subsequent things had nothing to do with him.

When he turned around, he happened to see the clan elders in Majia Village. He glared at them angrily, and then made great strides out of the mourning hall. Several servants hurriedly followed.

The old men of the Ma family also knew that things were not to be done, and hurriedly followed them. They only needed to look at Wang Yin's performance to know that Gu Qingci was not the one they offended. However, they were not worried because they knew very well that Gu Qingci could not stay in this small village forever and would leave sooner or later. At worst, they could wait for him to leave before coming. This time, they just thought it was evil.

"Slow down!"

As soon as they walked to the door, a cold voice came from behind, which shocked them slightly, especially Wang Yin, who was the only person who faced Gu Qingci's pressure. The helplessness made him very scared. Gu Qingci's voice suddenly made his heart tremble.

"Mr. Gu, I wonder what else do you have to give?" Wang Yin said respectfully.

Gu Qingci looked at Wang Yin and found out that this captain was really timid and very timid. However, no wonder, at least, this kind of person lived for a long time.

Gu Qingci walked over slowly, and under the sun, he seemed to walk out of a painting.

Many yamen looked at him vigilantly.

Those clan elders looked at him even more alert.

Then Gu Qingci walked slowly to the door, raised his eyes and whispered: "My elders of Majia Village, I, Gu Qingci, are very clear about your thoughts, and I won't care too much. But even if I leave, I will come back sooner or later. If my sister-in-law and Lian'er have any mistakes, I will give you ten times the price, just like..."

Suddenly, with a soft moan, a yamen's waist knife suddenly flew out and landed on Gu Qingci's hand. Then Gu Qingci gently bounced on the hilt of the knife, and the air fluctuated violently. In their eyes, the waist knife slowly shattered and then turned into countless blades.

Countless blades that were like rain fell from the air, fell on the ground, and fell on the stone slabs. The stone slabs were broken, and some turned into powder directly.

At this moment, the pride and confidence of the old clan yamen officers turned into despair and fear, trembling, looking at Gu Qingci as if he was in the abyss.

Gu Qingci turned around and asked, "Do you understand?"

The clan elders nodded quickly and said, "I understand, Lord Gu, don't worry, Ma Yushi and Ma Lian'er are both my Ma family, not to mention that Ling Yun's child is also smart and sensible. We will never let them suffer any grievances!"

Gu Qingci nodded and said, "I'll wait and see!"

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The elders of the Ma family left and soon came with a large group of people. This time, they were not here to cause trouble, but to help organize Ma Shilian's funeral. Now, it finally seemed that there was a bit of funeral atmosphere.

One after another, everyone from Majia Village came.

Gu Qingci and Yan Bo were idle instead and sat in the house until nightfall.

It was already dark, and the people of Majia Village in the courtyard were still beating drums and drums. The mage held the soul-summoning banner and rumbling. Looking at the busy outside, Uncle Yan suddenly said, "Mr. Gu, you probably haven't been home for a long time!"

"Uh..." Gu Qingci was stunned, and after a while, he nodded and said, "It's been a few years like the World League."

Yan Bo's eyes lit up and he said, "Then are you married?"

"No."

Gu Qingci thought about it carefully for a while and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his predecessor did not get married at the same young age as Ma Shilian. Otherwise, if he had an extra wife or child for no reason, he would have been crazy.

According to his memory in this life, he is from Shu, and he also has a mother and younger brother about ten years old in his family.

Before Gu Qingci came, his predecessor would send messages to his home for a month. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have ignored this matter, perhaps because he was deliberately ignoring it, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Oh... forget it," Gu Qingci shook his head and said softly: "After going to Beijing, let's go back!"

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As he galloped all the way, Wang Yin finally arrived at the Biyang Mansion just at night. He estimated that after a while, the prefect must have been no longer in the government office, so he rushed directly to the prefect's mansion.

The prefect of Biyang Prefecture, Zhou, was already in his fifties. He looked big belly and fat, and his ears were big. The first impression was that of a corrupt official. But in fact, although this prefect Zhou was not considered a clean and honest man, he did not oppress the people. He was a moderate official.

Wang Yin came to the residence of the prefect Zhou Dynasty. After the prefect Zhou Dynasty finished supper, he met Wang Yin.

"grown ups……"

As soon as Wang Yin saw the prefect Zhou, he hurriedly told him what he had encountered in Majia Village today.

Master Zhou frowned while listening. When he heard this, he was even more surprised and said in surprise: "Are you sure he is talking about Changling County?"

"Small sure!" Wang Yin said.

"How is this possible?" Zhou Gongfu frowned and said, "I received an order from the court two days ago, saying that the county magistrate of Changling County is not afraid of life and death and resists the thieves in the Northern Desert. However, the county magistrate is obviously in the capital, and his surname is not Gu. I remember his surname is Ma..."

Wang Yin said in confusion: "But, sir, according to the situation at that time, there is no need for Gu Qingci to lie to me. Moreover, he has a token, but it's just."

Master Zhou suddenly thought of something, sweat broke out on his forehead, nodded, and said, "Don't worry about this matter for now, don't go out and talk about it, do you remember?"

"Ah!" Wang Yin made a sound in surprise, and was stared at by Master Zhou, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes, little one knows, little one takes his leave!"
Chapter completed!