It was a little brighter.

There are already many breakfast stalls on the street.

Zhou Yi eats it from beginning to end, and the food enters the abdomen, and the magic power is refined into empty space.

"This salty tofu brain is good, let's have another bowl!"

On the way to dinner, I met my neighbors and said hello with a smile. The younger one is the older one, and the older one is the one who calls the aunt.

The neighbor asked in confusion: "Who is this young man?"

"My master is Zhou Yi. Before my death, I asked me to come to Beijing to explore."

Zhou Yi's appearance at this time was 70 or 80% similar to his true appearance. He was nourished by spiritual energy over the years, and his appearance was quite outstanding in the eyes of ordinary people.

Compared with Lao Bai, Zhou Yi would use temperament to comfort himself by comforting himself.

"Mr. Zhou's apprentice!"

The neighbor's uncle was half-believing and half-doubted: "Which yard did you live in last night?"

Zhou Yi is a capable person in the eyes of people nearby. He speaks gentlely and gently on weekdays. If a neighbor encounters any difficult things, he will do it with just a word of his name. He is quite prestigious.

"Well, the master has arranged an institution in front of the yard, and ordinary people will just go in..."

Zhou Yi gestured to the neck: "Last night, when I demolished the machine, there was something wrong and I accidentally disturbed the uncle."

"So that's it, it's okay."

The old man smiled and said, "I just said, Mr. Zhou is so capable, how could he be haunted at home!"

Others responded happily, and those who have not moved away since the haunted are mostly because their families are not rich enough.

Now that the rumors are broken, not to mention the stability, the price of houses that fall will rise.

It's almost noon.

Zhou Yi came to Tianzhuo, but the prison guards on duty did not recognize him, but everyone recognized the money.

"Liu Sizhu?"

The prison guard recalled: "Mr. Liu has been promoted to high school and is now the Minister of Justice. If you look for him, you should go to the Ministry of Justice."

At this time.

An old jailer came out of the prison and took a prisoner in prison uniform.

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up and he stepped forward and greeted, "But Lord Feng?"

Feng Qiao has been a prisoner for most of his life. For the first time, someone called him a master. He was in a good mood and learned to speak as Master Si.

"Well, who are you? What are you doing in Tianzhu?"

"Mr. Feng, before my master Zhou Yi died, he advised me to come to Tianzhu to find an errand. The master once told me that Feng's life is mighty and had a mole on his forehead."

Zhou Yi took out a letter of recommendation from his arms. He wrote it himself, and the handwriting on it was naturally unmistakable.

"Old Zhou...'s apprentice?"

Feng Qiao looked carefully and corresponded to the appearance in his memory, and found that it was similar to that of four or five points: "Old Zhou is sharp by nature, and Chunfeng Tower is like a home. You can't be his son, right?"

"My hometown is in Yizhou, and I became a refugee when I fought a war."

Zhou Yi said: "I almost starved to death in Xuanzhou. Fortunately, I met my master and said that I had a lot of martial arts talent, so I accepted it as a disciple."

No one can verify the origin of this. Yizhou was only five or six years old and the people under the Qing Dynasty were recaptured.

"Not really?"

Feng Qiaode was suspicious and did not make any embarrassment: "I will take you to find Captain Lu. He has a very good relationship with your master and should be able to arrange an errand."

After a moment.

Captain Lu asked: "Are you really not Lao Zhou's son?"

Zhou Yi was helpless and denied it repeatedly.

"Why didn't Lao Zhou have it?"

Captain Lu said: "His strength was said to be the top in Beijing. Don't all martial arts masters live for a long time?"

Zhou Yi said sadly: "The master forced the marrow cleansing five years ago. After the failure, his blood and energy damaged the bone marrow. He dragged it for four years and couldn't get through it."

The film, muscles, bones, and organs on the front of the martial arts body must be polished over time, and there is no shortage of skills. Those with excellent talent in decoctions and medicines have basically no big bottlenecks.

Only when marrow is washed, blood and energy are immersed in the depths of bones, and the bone marrow that is ten times weaker than the internal organs will be severely damaged if you accidentally.

The old man in the world is not ignorant of the method of cleaning marrow, and most of them dare not go further.

The realm of refining the organs is no longer lacking in wealth, so I lost the courage to sacrifice my life to fight!

"The clay pot never breaks from the well. A person as wise as Lao Zhou has been cautious all his life, so why can't he think it out when he is old?"

Captain Lu sighed, looked at the recommendation letter, nodded and said, "Since you are Lao Zhou's apprentice, you should arrange an errand, what are your plans?"

"Send meals."

Zhou Yi said: "Master told me that I have lived a long life with food."

"Ha ha!"

Captain Lu smiled and said, "This must be what Lao Zhou said. Zhou Li, well, I will call you Xiao Zhou in the future, and I will be responsible for delivering meals during the day in the future."

"Thank you, Lord Lu."

Zhou Yi knew that it was rare to trust in a short period of time. Spies often sneaked in in the prison and tried to secretly rescue a prisoner.

This problem is not difficult to solve. You only need to stay in prison for ten or twenty years, and no one will doubt it at that time.

Time will heal everything!

Captain Lu said: "How much has your master learned how to interrogate prisoners?"

"The master praised me for being better than being better."

Zhou Yi said confidently: "But Lord Lu meets a prisoner who is difficult to interrogate? You only need to hand it over to me. At most, even a man with iron will not be able to survive."

“There is indeed one.”

Captain Lu said: "I caught a bandit a few days ago. I have been verbally reviewed for a few days, but I still can't find out where the den is."

Zhou Yi looked confused at the right time: "There are bandits near Shenjing?"

After living for a long time and experiencing more, the acting skills will naturally improve. It is easy to pretend to be a young man who is ignorant of the world.

"There are people who can't eat anywhere, so of course there are bandits everywhere."

Seeing this, Lieutenant Lu felt a little suspicious: "It's just that they are not good at robbing an ordinary merchant before, but a few days ago, he robbed the goods from the Minister of Rites' house. The superiors ordered that they must be wiped out!"

"It's easy to interrogate just bandits!"

Half an hour later.

Zhou Yi pried open the bandit's mouth, and the base camp of the village was actually on the southern foot of Wanshou Mountain.

The bandits and the imperial guards stationed in Wanshou Mountain privately colluded with each other. Whenever officers and soldiers came to investigate, the imperial guards would cover the traces for the bandits, so that they could be suppressed repeatedly.

The bandits are responsible for robbing merchant goods, and the imperial guards are responsible for selling stolen goods!

"Xiao Zhou, good!"

Captain Lu's eyes shone: "This is a great contribution, and we can also show our face to His Majesty!"

The bandits, the imperial guards, and the ministers of the Ministry of Rites are not as good as the southern foot of Wanshou Mountain.

The location of the imperial tomb of Fengyang Kingdom has become a place where bandits hide. To put it bluntly, has it occupied the dragon energy of the Zhao clan?

"Congratulations to Lord Lu."

Zhou Yi expressed his shock, but there was no turmoil in his heart. He had been in Tianzhu for 40 years and had seen even more bizarre cases.

Zhou Yi has also seen the appearance of the imperial guards of the imperial tombs twice. It can be said that he is a group of people who have forgotten the poor.

Only when the emperor was buried, he could eat a few meals of meat and vegetables, and he made a living by farming on the mountain.

Now that I can’t have enough food, I’m understanding thinking about making money by side jobs!

"When did I get so cold-blooded?"

Zhou Yi touched his face, shook his head slightly, and smiled and congratulated Captain Lu on his face.

For the follow-up, the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of War went to handle cases and arrest thieves. Zhou Yi made great contributions as soon as he was imprisoned and easily gained a firm foothold.

The prison guards in the prison all had a good attitude towards "Zhou Li", after all, they had a lot of love for his master back then.

For example, listening to music at Chunfeng Tower has always been a Zhouyi account.
Chapter completed!