In the skinny forest, Chenji sat cross-legged on the soft rotten leaves, mumbling something.

"Immortals and Taoist priests are not gods. They accumulate essence and energy and believe it to be true. The wonderful voice of Huang Tong is hard to hear, and the red red inscriptions on jade scrolls and crimson slips..."

Wu Yun squatted on his head, stretched his neck to read the writing on the paper scroll, and asked curiously: "Can you call for reinforcements by chanting sutras?"

Chen Ji did not interrupt, and continued to read for a while before replying: "It's not necessarily true that you can call, it depends on the understanding of the reinforcements..."

Wu Yun was confused: "Then what if the reinforcements have no understanding?"

Chen Ji thought for a moment and said, "Let's see if he can bear the pain."

As long as the pain lasts long enough, the Golden Pig will definitely come looking for him.

Chen Ji and the others had not hidden any traces along the way, and everyone knew about the literary meeting at Luhun Villa. As long as the golden pig hurts enough, they would definitely find a way to find him.

At this time, the crown prince's cry came from afar: "Chen Ji, don't let the wolf carry you away. Why did you stay there for so long?"

Chen Ji stood up, pulled the dark clouds off his head, and said softly: "Master's fortune telling is always very accurate, but this time it must be very dangerous. If I don't call you, don't do anything risky rashly."

Wuyun meowed: "I know, I know!"

Chen Ji wrapped the wooden box in cloth again and tied it to the dark cloud's back.

At this time, the prince's voice came from outside the woods again: "Old traces?"

Chen Ji glanced at the paper scroll in his hand again, wrote down a few words, and then responded to the prince: "Come, come!"

When he returned to the official road, Chen Ji saw the scholars standing beside the bullock cart, quietly listening to Wang Daosheng's lecture.

Wang Daosheng didn't care who came to listen and whether there was any money for learning. He just said calmly: "Studying things leads to knowledge, sincerity, correct mind, self-cultivation, ordering the family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. These are the eight eyes. And studying things to gain knowledge,

It is the cornerstone of the Eight Eyes..."

When he saw Chen Ji coming, he said to the scholars: "We are about to set off."

The scholars replied with a smile: "It's so enlightening to listen to Mr.'s lecture. The ox cart can't go fast anyway. Mr. continues to talk. Let's just walk behind the ox cart and listen at the same time."

Another scholar said: "After hearing about the floods in western Henan, a group of victims settled in Longwang Village. They specialized in robbing homes, burning, killing and looting. There were many people traveling with them, so they must not dare to do anything random."

Wang Daosheng nodded: "That's fine."

Seeing that these people were determined to follow, Chen Ji didn't say much. All he needed to do now was wait for the golden pig to arrive.

He jumped on the bullock cart and sat down. Bai Li handed over a cowhide water bag from the left side and asked concernedly: "Are you okay? Drink some water."

Chen Ji finished reciting Zheyun once, then took the water bag and whispered: "Princess Princess, if you really encounter the bandits they call you, you must remember to run to me with the prince."

Bai Li blinked and said casually: "Okay. But if we really encounter bandits, will you just save us two?"

Chen Ji thought for a moment and replied in a low voice: "My abilities are limited, and I may not be able to save both of you, let alone others."

Bai Li snorted and was silent for a moment: "Chen Ji, if you encounter bandits, I mean very ferocious bandits. If you can't save us, just run away. Your own life is important."

Chen Wenxiao sat opposite him and sneered: "Can you still save people? Princess, don't be fooled by him."

Bai Li rolled his eyes: "When the bandits come, just don't pee your pants in fear."

Chen Ji suddenly looked directly at Chen Wenxiao and said calmly: "After you blamed me for your own affairs, are you so guilty that you can't sleep at night? So you hope that everyone will hate me, despise me, and despise me.

In this way, even if I refute you in the future, no one will believe me."

Chen Wenxiao's expression changed: "What are you talking about?"

After saying that, he felt that his voice was a bit loud and quickly lowered his voice: "Don't talk nonsense. The evidence in black and white points to you. What does it have to do with me?"

He still wanted to argue, but Chen Ji ignored him and closed his eyes and meditated on Zheyun silently. When he encountered something he couldn't remember, he secretly took out the paper scroll from his sleeve and took a look.

Chen Wenxiao looked at Chen Ji's calm look and felt as if a stone was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

When he wanted to be sarcastic again, he didn't dare to speak.

Bai Li glanced at Chen Ji strangely.

Putting the blame on?

…

…

At noon, the official road runs parallel to the Yi River outside Luocheng. On the left side of the oxcart is the sparkling golden Yi River, and on the right side are the undulating hills and woods.

On the Yi River, a boatman was casting a net.

Prince Jing became interested, and regardless of his status as a coachman, he raised his head with his straw hat on his head and shouted loudly: "Boatman, can you catch fish today?"

The elderly boatman, wrapped in a raincoat, responded loudly: "The market conditions are not good today, we only caught a few grass carp."

Prince Jing laughed: "Are these fish for sale?"

The boatman came over slowly with his awning boat: "Sell it, why not sell it."

Prince Jing turned around and said to Wang Daosheng with a smile: "Mr. Wang, today's trip is going well. I can definitely reach Luhun Villa before sunset. Why don't we stop and grill some fish here? Is there any food in the city?

Such fresh fish.”

Wang Daosheng responded warmly: "It's rare... that the coachman is so elegant, so he should stop here for a while."

The Crown Prince and Bai Li jumped out of the car with cheers and stretched out: "It hurts my buttocks after sitting in the bullock cart all morning."

Zhang Xia also jumped off the horse, took Bai Li's hand with a smile, and the two whispered a few words together, then turned and walked into the woods.

At this moment, several cats meowed in the forest, and Chen Ji suddenly tightened his grip on the dagger in his sleeve.

Chen Ji took a few steps forward and pulled Bai Li and Zhang Xia back: "Don't go, it's dangerous!"

Zhang Xia was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Chen Ji didn't look at her, he just stared deep into the woods, pulling the two of them slowly back towards the river.

Wu Yun said that he saw more than ten corpses in the woods, but they were not buried. The person who was killed was very strange. There were kitchen knives, hoes, and rakes scattered around him.

Why are there more than ten corpses here? They were victims of bandits in Dragon King's Village. The other party was forced by life to become a bandit. He lurked here and wanted to rob passing merchants, but he was killed.

Who killed him and why?

None of the traces are known.

All he knew was that there was danger in the woods.

When retreating, Zhang Xia shook his arm, trying to break away from Chen Ji's hand, but Bai Li said: "Zhang Xia, listen to him!"

Zhang Xia stopped struggling.

When they silently returned to the river, Chen Ji turned around and glanced at the boatman who had just docked. He saw the boatman jumping out of the boat carrying a bamboo basket: "Masters, there are eight grass carp in total. You can pay us fifty-two cents for each carp."

That’s it.”

Prince Jing was about to step forward to buy fish when Chen Ji suddenly asked from a distance of more than ten steps: "Boatman, how much does one fish usually cost for you to sell to the fishmonger?"

The boatman was startled for a moment: "On weekdays... on weekdays it sells for forty cents a piece."

Chen Ji asked: "Isn't it about weight?"

The boatman smiled: "Yes, yes, it's all about weight. I asked you to explain it wrong."

The next moment, an accompanying scholar suddenly pulled Prince Jing back and whispered: "It's an assassin!"

After saying that, the six scholars smashed the boxes and cages behind them at the same time. There was not a single book inside, and only two eight-cut knives fell out.

The six scholars paid no attention to the others and only guarded Prince Jing firmly.

Chen Ji was startled, it turned out that these scholars were here to protect Prince Jing!

But since these people are here to protect Prince Jing, then who are the boatman and the murderer in the woods?!

The boatman stopped pretending, put two fingers on his tongue and whistled.

The six scholars suddenly turned around, only to see the sound of footsteps trampling on rotten leaves in the forest, and dozens of people came out!

Zhang Xia glanced at Chen Ji in shock. If this person hadn't stopped him just now, he and Bai Li would have bumped into these killers!

But the question is, how did Chen Ji know that there was an ambush in the woods?

The killer in the woods rushed towards the six scholars. As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, they saw a scholar stooping to meet him.

The scholar's eight-chop knife flew up and down, and in two breaths he cut out more than ten cuts, including the hand tendons, hamstrings, femoral arteries, and finally the neck. One cut after another without leaving any room, he forcibly cut the first killer into a bloody gourd.

The scholar's green shirt was stained with blood. He took a bow and slowly put the knife in front of his eyes. His cold eyes looked through the gap between the two blades at the dozens of killers in front of him.

Master.

First, use thunderous means to kill one person, just to gain the upper hand and break the enemy's courage.

How can the scholar at this time still look as kind as before?

However, Chen Ji suddenly discovered a detail. When the killer saw the scholar's cruel methods, he did not rush forward or retreat. He just looked at each other, which seemed a little surprised.

Chen Ji was shocked: "These people are not here to assassinate the prince."

If he really wanted to assassinate a powerful vassal king, how could he hesitate at this moment? Furthermore, if he wanted to assassinate a powerful vassal king, how could he send such a killer?

These killers are not here to kill Prince Jing, and they don’t know that Prince Jing is hiding in the bullock cart!

Chen Ji was confused. If the killer's target was not Prince Jing, who would it be?
To be continued...