A tributary of the Chunshan River flows into Ningtian Prefecture, surrounded by jade belts, called Yulin River, which is a famous prosperous place in the world.

It is getting late, the red glow fades, and the moon rises to the west building.

On the banks of the Yu River, there are endless boats, red buildings, gold-plated plaques, colorful lanterns. Red sleeves are waving, singing and dancing, pedestrians are weaving, wearing jade and beads, showing their charm.

The courtesans and famous prostitutes competed to be beautiful, and the princes and grandsons shook the fan.

Heaven and earth.

At first glance, it looks like a peaceful and prosperous era.

Cuiyulou is a very famous restaurant on the banks of the Yulin River. It is a luxurious place to visit. In the past, visitors are either rich or noble.

At this moment, in the elegant room upstairs, the prefect of Ning Tian, ​​the literary masters and the children of aristocratic families gathered for a banquet. They were either powerful or famous and promising, and they each exchanged cups and enjoyed the scenery while chatting and laughing.

Such a group of people gathered together, and the topics they talked about were naturally more than just romantic things, and they were often turned to national affairs and the court's anecdotes.

"... The Emperor of the Emperor mentioned the capital again not long ago. The capital was in the north, and it was the place where Taizu ascended the throne. It was just that the wind and sand were bitter and terrible, and it was not durable. The Emperor of the Emperor had been intending to move the capital to Ningtian Mansion, but he was advised by the ministers every time... Humph, some censors who claimed to be clear water really dared to say anything, but some people scolded the Emperor for being greedy for enjoyment. Can this be said?"

"The matter of moving the capital is very important. Even Prime Minister Qin and Prime Minister Lu do not agree. I think this matter is difficult to accomplish. However, the emperor has always loved the style of Ningtian Mansion. Every year, he will come to live for two or three months. Today, spring has not come, and the emperor is most likely to come again in autumn."

"The emperor has made great efforts in recent years to build ninety-eighty-one sacred towers, seventy-nine sacred towers, seventy-nine sacred towers, thirty-six Panlongtai, seventy-two Purple Jade Palaces, eighteen Taiyu Altars, and three cities of thousands of eternal ages, so as to establish achievements, to show the destiny of heaven and eternal eternity... Now only half of them have been built, and I don't know when they will be fully built. The emperor intends to move the capital to the south, and I think it is for this matter."

Everyone talked endlessly.

At this time, the prefect of Ning Tian, ​​Zhao Xing'an, coughed and smiled, "Don't talk about the saints in absurd manner. Today, I will talk about poetry, songs and essays, and anecdotes."

Only then did everyone stop talking about important matters in the court, and just picking up interesting things to chat.

Suddenly, a son of a noble family dressed in a young man chuckled and said:

"I listen to my servants' reports. Today, a strange story has spread in Ningtianfu market. It is said that during the day, a strange man used immortal methods at Ximendu. He walked on the river in front of everyone, stepping on the water without falling, as if walking on flat ground, and didn't know whether it was true or false."

When everyone heard this, they were curious and asked the reason.

The young man of this aristocratic family shook his fan and said with a smile: "I don't know the specific matters. Many people swear to see them with their own eyes and say that this person has entered the city, but I have never seen them."

"Then where is this person now and what is his name?" someone asked curiously.

"It is said that this person was respected as a guest of honor by Ye Shunzhong of the Ye family and moved into the Ye family's mansion. The Ye family servants were told that this person's name was like a Taoist, named Ling Fengzi. They knew some magical powers and methods, and they all said that he was a god descending to earth."

Everyone was amazed at the ears.

Zhao Xing'an smiled casually and said unconsciously: "According to the views of my official, it is mostly because of the foolish people in the market who have no knowledge and spread rumors. How could there be such magical means in the world? Ling Fengzi probably used tricks to attract attention, try to be extravagant, and cheat."

"What the prefect said is."

Everyone here was happy and agreed, and they didn't believe in this deed.

After all, hearing is false.

Someone joked: "Ye Shunzhong is still smart in daily life, so why was he fooled this time? I want to meet Ling Fengzi and see what methods he uses to make Ye Shunzhong obsessed with."

Zhao Xing'an nodded and smiled, "This matter is simple. I said it, and asked Ye Shunzhong to take this Taoist to the banquet. At that time, I will see how Lingfengzi pretended. However, the Ye family Taigong was infected recently, so it is not easy to call him. Let's talk about it when he was free."

"Haha, that must be very interesting."

Everyone laughed and was quite interested.

As a wealthy man in Ning Tian, ​​the Ye family is also a member of their circle. Now that they see that "people in the circle" have been deceived, everyone is interested in joining in the fun and watching jokes.

At the same time, everyone was also very curious about what kind of strange man Ling Fengzi was, who dared to deceive local wealthy people - it was no big deal to deceive ordinary people and be exposed, but cheating such powerful businessmen would embarrass them, and the outcome would not be too wonderful.

...

On the other side, on the banks of the Yulin River in Ningtianfu, an old and a young man in Taoist robes were sitting in a shop on the street drinking rice soup.

The old man has a childish face, a fairy-like and a good appearance. The young man is fourteen or fifteen years old, like a Taoist boy with two small leashes tied up. Both of them have white robes and patches in some places.

The two of them were in a state of dust, and they just entered the city today.

The old and the young were consuming rice soup, and several guests at the next table were excitedly talking about Zhou Jing's deeds.

The boy pricked up his ears and listened for a while, looked up at the old Taoist, lowered his voice and said curiously: "Master, is this spiritual wind sect's magical power of walking on the river real?"

The old Taoist did not raise his head and said casually: "Of course it's fake. Your master, I have never seen such a magic method in my 60 years of practice."

The young man was a little angry: "No, Master, when you taught me, didn't you say that our Qingling Sect's ancestors can drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts, sprinkle beans and become soldiers, and call the wind and rain?"

The old Taoist rolled his eyes: "I have never met the ancestors before, so I will say whatever I write in the book, but I don't believe it anyway."

The boy was speechless and said depressedly: "Master, I feel that I promised to practice Taoism with you because you fooled me."

"Be bold and get rid of the feeling."

The old Taoist didn't want to pay attention to his apprentice, so he just kept his head on the soup, and soon the bowl came to an end.

The boy moved his butt left and right, held it in for a while, but he couldn't stop leisure, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, do you think it's possible that I can practice the magic of Lingfengzi by practicing our sect?"

"If you can practice it, you might as well be the ancestor."

The old Taoist curled his lips, then pointed to the rice soup in front of the boy, and asked, "Do you still eat it?"

"Oh, Master, I still want to eat."

"Since you don't eat it, don't waste it."

The old Taoist was familiar with the way to pour half of his apprentice's rice soup into his bowl, and then started eating it.

The boy's mouth twitched, touched his shriveled wallet, and his heart was bleeding.

He could only comfort himself in his heart that there were many wealthy people in Ningtian Mansion and could always find business. His master is very good at doing funerals. He can make people walk peacefully and will never cheat the zombie.

After eating the rice soup, the old Taoist carefully took off the rice grains stained on his beard, put them one by one into his mouth, and urged him by the way:

"Hurry up, after eating, I set off. I used the qi-seeking technique all the way, and then I found that the demon came to Ningtian Mansion. We have to find his trace before the breath dissipates, so as not to make any trouble."

Hearing this, the boy couldn't help but mutter:

"We have been chasing him for half a year. With this time, it's better to find some businesses to open. We have spent almost the money. I heard that the rich businessman in the city, the Taigong of the Ye family, is suffering from a disease and will probably die soon... I wonder if it would be a bit too much for us to come to our door to recommend ourselves to do rituals in advance?"

"...If you want to find a fight, why bother others? I will satisfy you."

The old Taoist looked disgusted and felt that this apprentice was careless.

After the two of them finished their meal, they paid, and then got up and left, and the old and the young were brought into the crowd.

...

Zhou Jing spent the first night entering Ningtian Mansion.

The Ye family manager has settled everything, but no one has come to disturb him.

Because of the improvement of qualifications, the wizard's bottleneck was loose, and Zhou Jing practiced witchcraft all night and never went out.

His deeds need time to ferment, so he decided to wait patiently for a while before acting according to the situation.

At noon the next day, the Ye family manager suddenly came to the door to pass a message saying that Ye Shunzhong had set up a banquet and wanted to welcome him grandly.

Zhou Jing was completely unlucky, so Shi Shi went to the banquet.

Soon, Zhou Jing arrived at the main hall, where several tables had been set up, which was a big banquet.

Not only Ye Shunzhong, Ye Yingguang and other relatives, but also other relatives are here, it can be seen that Ye Shunzhong wants to introduce his whole family to him.

Ye Shunzhong sat at the main table, quickly stood up to greet him, and said enthusiastically: "Master Lingfengzi, I have been waiting for a long time, please sit down quickly."

Because the current marketing image is a mysterious master with high abilities and a cold personality, Zhou Jing did not be polite to him and sat directly on the main table and looked as if it was right.

He glanced at him and found that except for Ye Shunzhong and others, the other Ye family members present had a relatively cold expression. At most, they were just casual and perfunctory to salute. Some people didn't even do etiquette, but just watched coldly.

There are even some young people with bad intentions on their faces and silently exchanged their eyes as if they were thinking about something.

Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes. It was not surprising that these people were wealthy merchants and had great reputations in the local area. Who would dare to hold them in front of them?

But a guy with unknown origin and suspected to be a liar in the world, he still dares to take a stance at their home. He won't hold a banquet until he doesn't have a banquet. These Ye family relatives will naturally feel why they have to give face.

Zhou Jing didn't care. This was exactly what he wanted to make his "expert" image deeply rooted in people's hearts.

If someone makes things difficult for him, it would be better. Without taking the initiative, you can show your skills and increase the credibility of your image.

When everyone arrived, the banquet was soon started. Ye Shunzhong was accompanying him and introduced the people in the family to Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing nodded casually and listened casually. This behavior made many people in the Ye family feel even more unhappy.

Except for Ye Shunzhong and Ye Yingguang were enthusiastic during the meal, almost no one from the Ye family paid attention to Zhou Jing, and they didn't even want to talk at the dinner table. The atmosphere seemed quite subtle.

After eating like this for a while, Ye Heng suddenly stood up with the wine glass and spoke loudly:

"Master Lingfengzi, I want to toast you with a glass of wine."

After the words came to a quiet place.

The eyes of many Ye family members present were immediately attracted to him and were amazed.

Many children and nephews showed joy and were very excited, and thought to themselves that Ye Heng had finally attacked.

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at him, recalled what Ye Shunzhong had just introduced, and asked, "Are you Ye Heng?"

Ye Heng nodded, smiled proudly, and said loudly: "Yes, I am not only a disciple of the Ye family, but also a disciple of the Wushan Sect... Do you know if you know my Wushan Sect?"

He is pointing out his background and implying that he is a sect-like sect.

Ordinary scammers dare not provoke famous sects. Ye Heng believed that Zhou Jing was a scammer who ran around the world, and wanted to scare Zhou Jing with this and let him retreat.

However, Zhou Jing had no idea about the Wushan School at all, and even if he knew, he would not be able to do so.
To be continued...