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"Puff." Mr. Fourth was drinking tea. When he heard this, a mouthful of tea spewed out and avoided the limit. The old Taoist widened his eyes:

"What did you say?"

Well... her expression was stunned, confused, confused... and she was in line with the normal reaction, and she was not nervous or abnormal after being exposed... Qi Ping quickly analyzed in her heart, picked up the handkerchief and handed it over:

"Just kidding."

Mr. Fourth looked speechless: "Why do you think so? I'll arrange for you to disappear? Is it idle?"

He doesn't understand.

Qi Ping smiled awkwardly and explained:

"The main reason is that I always feel that this is a coincidence. It is not surprising that Bu Lao Lin found An Qingzi. As you said just now, the other party has been looking for it recently, but I was saved by Lianrong, which was a coincidence after all.

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Qi Ming Detective Ping did not ignore this suspicious point.

Of course, what he suspected was Lian Rong, because the other party could not have expected him to float to Xinghua Town, and the fact that he went home to pick up patients was in line with the other party's personality.

If there is a hand that interferes with his "drifting" trajectory, it must be something that ordinary people can do. He always thinks... It is quite a coincidence that Mr. Fourth appeared in Yuezhou...

Mr. Fourth thought for a while and said:

"It's a bit coincidental, but I didn't do it. Maybe you're thinking too much. Oh, there are countless coincidences in this world. Those of you who like to solve cases are too suspicious and have to doubt everything. Maybe it's fate...

If you have a life of love, you can meet a woman wherever you go."

As he said that, he blinked obscenely.

If you restore a plate of peanuts, you can get the true nature of the world in someone’s restaurant for a day.

"..." Qi Ping rolled his eyes and had to skip the topic: "It's okay, sir, go and have a rest."

Mr. Fourth did not rush to leave, but asked sneakily:

"Well, you killed the Left Guardian. Have you picked up anything from the body? On the same day, I was robbed by him..."

Qi Ping sneered: "Sir, are you sure that is your shuttle? As far as I know, it is not. I won't give it."

After killing the Zuo Guardian, Qi Ping carefully touched the body and regretfully found that the Zuo Guardian was too poor. There were only two valuable things on his body. One was the knife.

After he finished his "supernatural powers", he returned to normal. He was a mysterious magic weapon, which was used to replace his sword.

Second, it is a red, spindle-shaped shuttle with fine array patterns engraved on it.

He tried it and it was a flying magic weapon.

It can consume true energy and activate it...it's extremely fast. The disadvantage is that it consumes terrifyingly. With his new magical powers, it is impossible to use it for a long journey.

However, short-distance flight is OK.

This made him feel like he had a treasure. Speaking of which, the scene of Du Yuanchun flying sword spread across the sky made his eyes red in envy.

Now, he finally has a way to fly (temporarily).

"Go, be stingy," Mr. Fourth murmured and left.

I walked out of the room, stood in the yard, soared into the air, hesitated for a while, and did not send a message to Kyoto. This kind of ultra-long-distance communication was expensive, and...

"Hey, I really want to see them surprised with my own eyes."

Mr. Fourth stroked his beard and began to fantasize about returning to Beijing. Everyone in the academy learned about Qi Ping's promotion.

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"I'm so embarrassed to lie to me as a junior trophy."

Qi Ping muttered to drink the cup of tea and got up to walk towards his room. He had to clean up his clothes or something.

At this time, I suddenly saw Hong Jiaojiao walking towards her with a flowerpot at the end of the corridor.

"Wait," Qi Ping stopped, flashed, blocked the girl Jinyi, staring at the flower pot with a bright look:

"Where did this thing come from?"

Hong Jiaojiao was startled, raised her eyebrows and explained:

"I found it in the government garden. It was said that it was a kind of flower from Nanzhou. There was no one in Beijing. I thought it looked very beautiful, so I asked for a pot."

Flowers...Fu Ping's eyes were staring at the green leaves with bright red peppers, and his throat rolled:

"I want all the more, I want!"

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Duke's Mansion.

From early morning, the entire mansion was filled with sadness, because just yesterday, the imperial envoy arrived in the capital and brought the emperor's will.

Therefore, the dark clouds that had been shrouded in the Duke's Mansion for many days finally "dipped down".

The noble title was deprived of it, and the Wu family completely declined and fell out of the ranks of the gentry.

This is not the end.

Such a large family fell, relatives from all sides competed for property, and the other local families were eyeing each other to eat, and the past was domineering and the enemies they had made had to be settled one by one.

The most ironic thing is that when the family falls in love and finally supports the family's operation, it is the second lady, the "a female spoiler".

Noon.

When Wu Qingyan was wearing a black robe and walked through the labyrinth-like courtyard as usual, she bumped into several sneaky domestic slaves, wrapping her clothes in her hands with bulging things.

Seeing her, I was shocked. One of them shook his hands and the silver tableware fell to the ground.

"Three...Three Miss..." The maid was frightened.

Wu Qingyan glanced at her faintly and took a step away. Behind her, the servant hurriedly picked up the things and took the maid's hand to escape.

A similar scene was staged everywhere in the mansion.

Wu Qingyan returned to her yard, opened the window, and sat on the windowsill with ink bamboo planting.

Begin to get distracted.

"Flaming." The gray owl flew over, and it was in broad daylight, looking a little sluggish: "Have you thought about it?"

Wu Qingyan nodded and said, "I'll follow you."

Mr. Fourth nodded with satisfaction, spread his wings, and subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard. Then he realized that it was difficult for the owl to do this, so he had no choice but to give up:

"I am preparing to return to Beijing in the near future. You have a very good talent. You can go to the academy to practice. You can do magical powers to you, or you may be criticized."

Go to Kyoto? Wu Qingyan is a little yearning.

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Kyoto.

Since the beginning of winter, the weather has become colder.

Especially, since the first snowfall, the snowfall has been frequent in the past month, which has been much wilder than in previous years.

The "weather forecast" published in the newspaper of the Taoist Experience Department has been confirmed, which is a successful fulfillment of the "big data" technology for the disciples of the Experience Department.

But for the people of Kyoto, it is not so wonderful.

early morning.

The grand tutor with gray temples and a kind-faced face got up on time, put on a winter clothes, put on a cotton hat, pushed open the door of the house, frowned, and found that the snow outside the door was one foot thick.

At this time, the snow stopped, the sun rose, the yard covered in silver was golden, a cold wind rolled over the ground, and a stream of snow foam rose.

The tutor shivered and let out a breath, which instantly condensed into white mist.

"It's snowing again." The old man frowned, closed the door, turned his head and looked at his granddaughter's room. Instead of greeting her, he went to the storage room to get a broom, carefully and cleaned it up.

First sweep the steps under the porch, and then clear out a road leading to the courtyard gate.

After doing this, he left the yard and walked out of the alley. He found that there were already traffic in the Liujiao Alley next door. The vendors swept the snow in front of the door, and pedestrians stepped on the road, and the ground turned into mud.

"Dingling." The carriage walking on the street made a crisp copper ringtone.

The old man went to the breakfast shop with a familiarity and found that there were fewer people today. The shop owner prepared food for him: "I have left it for you, and I'll take it away."

The tutor said, "Eat here, prepare another portion and take it away later."

"It's so bad, but the market price has increased a little today." The stall owner reminded him that Mr. Yun naturally did not lack this little money for food, but he had to make it clear.

The price of food has increased? The tutor pondered: "Is firewood expensive?"

The stall owner nodded, sighed, and said:

"It snowed early this winter and it was fierce. Recently, the price of charcoal and firewood in the city has been rising. Thanks to reading the newspaper, I prepared some in advance, but how much can this stall save?

It’s just a hard-earned money. The neighbors think it’s expensive and there are fewer customers. We are still good. In the outer city, it’s also a prosperous area. The east city is even worse. I’m afraid I won’t fire much…”
To be continued...