Chapter 24 The gangster appears (please follow up)

"Why is it raining so heavily at this time of year?"

Under the dark eaves, Qi Ping stood, looking at the ripples in the patio, and murmured.

It's early spring in March, when the tail of winter has just left. If it rains, it should be as fine as cow hair.

But what was different in front of me was that within just over an hour, rainwater had accumulated in the courtyard.

The clouds are thick and there is occasional thunder.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

The cold wind rushed into my neck, and I tightened my clothes tightly. I looked through the old bamboos in the courtyard and saw the government servants taking a nap in the duty room.

After a busy day yesterday, everyone was exhausted. The weather was bad this morning, and the search work had to be suspended. The group of people were happy and relaxed, but Qi Ping was not happy.

"Don't let the files from Fucheng arrive any later." Qi Ping sighed.

Turning around, in the empty check-in room, Qi Shu wrapped herself in a blanket, with a brazier at her feet, holding the book "The Hero of the River" and reading in trance.

The poor girl lacked entertainment, so she was very fond of this collection of stories. After staying in the Yamen for two days, she got used to it.

Fortunately, her father taught her how to read. Qi Ping suddenly thought that if she didn't have a living in the future, she could copy books. All the stories in her memory could be converted into money.

"Xilulu." Suddenly, the sound of carriages and horses came from outside the courtyard. After a while, the courtyard door opened and a group of people walked in.

Looking at each other, they saw two princesses.

Wearing a purple skirt and a pink skirt together, with a huge oil-paper umbrella spread above her head, accompanied by a maid in blue, she is unparalleled in beauty.

The dark sky seemed to be a little brighter.

"I have met the eldest princess, princess." They bowed together and watched the two beauties approaching. Princess Yongning smiled, elegant and noble, with friendly eyes, and nodded.

Princess Anping didn't need to hold her head too high, she giggled, her petite and exquisite body jumped under the eaves, her delicate white face raised:

"Is there any progress in the case?"

Qi Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head, leading them into the house:

"The weather is bad, I didn't expect you two to come here in the rain."

After two days of contact, in private, he was no longer so reserved in his words.

Princess Yongning waved her hand and ordered the maid to escort her to the next door to rest, and said with a smile:

"There was nothing to do and nowhere to go in the inn, so I just came here."

Anping nodded vigorously.

Very much agree.

Originally, there were not many places to visit in the small town of Heyan, and the culprits had not yet been apprehended. It was too boring to stay in the room on this rainy day.

When I came over to the Yamen, it was not only lively, Qi Ping also spoke nicely and was full of strange and bizarre crime-solving stories, Anping was very happy.

The two parties sat down and exchanged pleasantries for a while. Yongning noticed that Qi Ping was preoccupied and said:

"Qi Captou doesn't have to worry too much. I have told you that we will use the official post's demon-blooded BMW to send messages to the capital city. Although the two places are far apart, we can reach them in one day with all our strength. I believe that the detailed files you want will be

, and it’s almost here.”

Demon-blood horses are horses mixed with half-demon blood. They can travel thousands of miles in a day without difficulty.

Qi Ping was shocked: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Putting down a worry, he felt something in his heart and said:

"Speaking of demon-blood horses, this is also something in the field of cultivation. Speaking of which, I don't know anything about cultivation. Yesterday I heard from Yu Baihu that monks in the third realm even have the ability to resurrect the dead. I don't know how."

Having nothing to do, he wanted to find out something about spiritual practice.

Yongning was not surprised and said with a faint smile: "Three realm monks have transformed from mortal bodies and are now considered masters in the world. If you are interested in cultivation, I will tell you a little bit."

Qi Ping was overjoyed and looked like he was listening.

Yongning pondered for a moment and said:

"First of all, there is the realm. Our country of Liang is in the center of the world. The popular division is also based on the dynasty. It is divided into five realms, representing five levels. Each realm contains three smaller realms. Therefore, there is 'one realm and one heaven'

, the saying goes, "One step at a time."

"It's just that practice is too difficult. The further you go, the fewer people will try it. The three realms are a watershed. Do you know why?"

Qi Ping shook his head honestly.

"Just because, only by reaching the three realms can the body be regenerated. Even if it is seriously injured, it can heal itself, and it will give birth to its own magical powers."

Yongning's eyes reveal longing:

"In the first stage [Introduction of Qi], the body is initially improved, the Qi is long-lasting, and the cold and heat are not invaded."

"The second level [Marrow Cleansing], copper skin and iron bones, energy far beyond ordinary people."

"Three realms [supernatural powers], strong vitality, long life, magical powers manifest themselves."

"As for what happens next, you don't need to know."

Okay, just say that I don't deserve to know... Qi Ping was speechless and asked: "In the county government office, Mr. Wu said that he is a new practitioner. Which realm does he belong to?"

Yongning said: "It's a realm, but not completely."

??

Yongning explained:

"Those with talents only need to master the method of exhaling and absorbing vitality, and giving birth to a ray of vitality in the body will be considered as a first level. But for true practitioners, this is not enough. They need to master the technique, which involves the system."

Then, she explained in detail, and Qi Ping suddenly understood after listening.

To put it simply, there are many spiritual paths in this world.

The most common one is the martial arts master.

Practice martial arts to strengthen your body and polish your fighting skills. If you can defeat three or five young men without getting close, you will be considered a martial artist. If you master the practice method, you will be stronger.

But he is still a martial artist, because he does not know magic and can only use magical weapons.

As for magic, it was monopolized by the dynasty.

Only official organizations have it.

Of course, there are also some scattered magic techniques that are not systematic and are wandering among the people, which is the heretical practice. This is what "the strangers in the world" refer to.

Although Wu Chuan has introduced Qi into his body, he does not know how to use magic and is not considered an authentic monk. He is only considered a "newcomer".

Although you can practice cultivation, you can't advance further until you reach the second level at most, so if you want to go far, you must rely on the dynasty system.

As for the grassland barbarians, the northern demon clan, and even the overseas Zen sects, they are all very different.

…

"It's so boring, don't talk about it, Qi Ping, tell me a story," Princess Anping said drowsily, "I'm happy now. I'll help you enter the Taoist temple later."

"Thank you, Princess!" Qi Ping said loudly and bowed down.

The large range of movements shocked Anping, who was a little confused. Qi Ping's attitude seemed as if she would break her promise if she didn't help.

Qi Ping was very happy, thinking that you are a relative of the emperor and the country, and you will not regret it.

Next to him, Ziyi Yongning chuckled and seemed to have returned to his royal demeanor.

Qi Ping was satisfied and said with a smile: "It's not fun to tell stories all the time. I invented a toy that is suitable for three people to play with."

"Oh? What is it?" Princess Anping was no longer sleepy.

Qi Ping stood up and returned after a moment, with a piece of paper depicting a six-pointed star pattern and a box of wooden chess pieces of different colors in his hand.

In their confused eyes he said:

"This is 'checkers'. Three people each occupy a camp, attack and defend each other, and win by occupying the opponent's camp. At least two people, and up to six people can participate at the same time."

With that said, he laid out the chessboard and explained the rules to the two princesses.

This is what he does in his spare time to relieve his boredom.

As for why they didn’t use backgammon... haha, too many time-travel scripts have been used.

The fire pit in the house is blazing hot, and to avoid suspicion, the door is open, the rain is swaying in the courtyard, the old bamboos are swaying, and the world is silent.

Not long after.

The maids and guards who were guarding next door heard the lively laughter coming from next door.

"Ha, it's my turn!"

"Oh, you, a petty official, how dare you attack the princess?"

"The humble position is wrong."

"In this round, I still win."

…

The maids and guards stood in the corridor, all surprised, wondering what new trick the young man had come up with? How could he tease two nobles like this?

Across the courtyard, in the duty rooms, the windows were open, revealing the shocked faces of the government servants. I wonder if the one chatting and laughing with the eldest princess is really the same person?

"This boy," Wang Dianshi muttered, suddenly remembering a poem, "How can the golden scales be like a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds."

At this moment, the gate of the county government office was suddenly knocked open, and a policeman wearing a raincoat came running in the rain, interrupting this leisurely and warm scene:

"The county has an order! The traces of the gangsters have been found, gather quickly and arrest the criminals!!"
Chapter completed!