"Oh?" Li Yi was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the two aspects Qin Maocai mentioned were actually the two aspects of sneaking into the demon sect and sneaking into the officialdom.

Although Qin Maocai is young, he has been working as a waiter in an inn for a long time. He has naturally seen and heard a lot of trivial things in the market. It is precisely because of these experiences that he will think about problems from a more biased direction.

"It's not difficult to break into the officialdom..." Li Yi frowned and thought for a moment - his identity as the deacon of Xuanji Tower must have been known to the wealthy bureaucrats in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for a long time.

If they don't know their background despite the several turmoils that have arisen, they should stop messing around.

Li Yi thought for a while. He naturally couldn't do such a heroic and domineering thing as infiltrating the Demon Sect. Well, it was inappropriate for Lao Tu and the four Tiger Guards to act naively and not know how to adapt. He raised his head and stared at

Qin Maocai in front of him said relaxedly: "Well, this method is not bad, then let's sneak into the Demon Cult and work as an undercover agent..."

"Undercover?" Although Qin Maocai didn't quite understand what the undercover meant, but when he saw the young master squinting at him, how could he not understand what Li Yi meant?

He cupped his hands and said concisely and clearly: "I wish to go."

"Oh?" Li Yi originally thought that he would have to waste some words, but he didn't expect that this guy was smart and didn't delay at all. He couldn't help but think highly of this humble follower and asked:

"You don't have any martial arts skills, how can you sneak in?"

Qin Maocai frowned slightly, then made up his mind, gritted his teeth, clasped his hands, and sighed: "I'm willing to give it a try."

The motorcade moved slowly along the official road. After walking for a day, you could faintly feel a touch of moisture in the air, and as you walked further you heard the sound of rolling water.

"Master!" Song Beikui's loud voice came from the front. He was running continuously at this moment, but he did not look tired. However, the light fir tree on his body was wrapped in wind dust, and his whole person looked dusty.

Song Beikui, a rugged northern man, had rarely seen so much water. He looked excitedly as he watched the Taotao River rolling away in front of him, and called out: "The ferry is ahead!"

Li Yi leaned out of the carriage, stood on the carriage and looked forward. He was stunned for a moment. The clear yellow water in front of him was undoubtedly the Yellow River. The Taotao River, which was originally going straight, turned strangely at this ferry.

, flowing straight to the southeast.

On this bend, there are some small towns. They are not very large and can be seen in full at a glance, but they are bustling with people and very lively.

This kind of winding ferry seemed familiar to Li Yi. He took a long breath and got out of the car. He climbed to a small hill on the bank of the river. There was a small pavilion on the hill. Li Yi leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. Tongguan, Tai

The sights of Hua and Weihan are vivid, and the waves of the Yellow River below are majestic.

Facing the majestic and majestic Taotao River, a sight created by nature and beyond the control of manpower, the man couldn't help but throw his sleeves behind his back and sighed: "With water from the north to the south, the energy of the Central Plains is self-sufficient. The mountains and mountains are connected to the Jin Dynasty.

The soil and smoke trees flow into Qinchuan."

Qin Maocai followed Li Yi. When he heard Li Yi's "poetry", he immediately fell to the ground in admiration and subconsciously whispered: "The young master is indeed like the rumor. He is from the lower realm of Wenqu Xingjun. He can recite poems casually so beautifully!"

"Master!" Lao Tu obviously had no understanding of his young master's artistic mentality. He curled his lips and shouted loudly: "It's already noon. Let's go to the town to have a meal, drink some good wine, and then rent a boat.

Big boat, it’s great to go down the river!”

He shouted for a long time, but he saw Li Yi standing in the pavilion, silently dazed, paying no attention to him.

"So this is it!" The river wind whistled across his face. Li Yi squinted his eyes and thought about the poem just now. He suddenly thought that the scene in front of him was the famous Fengling Ferry in history?

Li Yi shook his sleeves. He looked at the ferry in front of him, and suddenly his heart moved. He felt like he was in another world. He wanted to come here in his previous life... He sighed and said: "Let's go, find an inn to eat!"

"

"Hey, that's good!" Lao Tu was excited.

A few people casually ate some food at the inn at the ferry. Except for Lao Tu, everyone else seemed to have a loss of appetite due to running all the way. Especially Qin Maocai, who obviously took on a very serious task and was under great psychological pressure, so he only drank

After ordering some water and wine, I put down my bowls and chopsticks.

After dinner, Song Beikui had already asked the water transport envoy to "rent" a large boat. It was said that it was rented, but it was better to say that after the water transport envoy saw the Tiger Guard token, he was frightened and hurriedly gave up the best boat at the ferry.

Come out...

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Songjiang County is a small county on the east side of Jiangzhe Road, bordering Canghai to the east and Suzhou and Hangzhou to the west.

Because it stands facing the sea, most people go fishing in the sea as their occupation, and their lives are quite prosperous.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy dark clouds on the sea, or perhaps because of the turbulent sea water crashing on the shore. At this moment, this originally peaceful and peaceful small county seemed a bit depressing.

"It's going to be a storm." Song Wei stood quietly on the city wall. The gray hair on his temples showed his age. He was already thin because of his high cheekbones and dark complexion, which made him look like a man in hell.

Evil ghosts are generally cautious.

But such a scary-looking county guard is now the hope of the people and soldiers of Songjiang County.

"I wonder if the sky will be clear and clear again after this storm?" Song Wei raised his hand to support the city wall and sighed. The heavy city wall under his feet looked mottled due to the traces of time, but it still stood by the sea.

, like a resolute giant, even if injured, he still stands strong.

"Huhu——" The sea breeze suddenly became fierce, and the Han flag on the tower whirred...

Under the cover of the sound of wind, a bright light suddenly flew quickly through the air.

"There is a flying sword! Hurry, protect the Lord Sheriff!" The sharp-eyed guard quickly discovered the thing that suddenly appeared in the sky. He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and at the same time hurriedly blocked the body in front of Song Wei. His thick leather armor

, rubbing against each other, making a squeaking sound.

The flying sword turned into howling wind and shot towards me suddenly.

Song Wei's expression did not change at all, and his expression remained calm, as if the sharp flying sword was not here to take his life.

"Kaka——" The shield made of rattan was firmly clasped in front of Song Wei, blocking his sight.

Song Wei frowned, obviously unhappy that he couldn't see the turbulent sea water in front of him, as well as the vast plains that he had personally cultivated and led the people to cultivate.

"Buzz--" The flying sword is getting closer and closer, and you can already hear the trembling buzz made by the blade of the sword piercing the air.
Chapter completed!