Chapter 44: Confusion

Fencheng Street is crowded with people, and under Hongji's rule, there has been a sign of prosperity and orderly development. After coming out of Fang Tang Yishang, Lin Junxuan took the snow fox and Yin Linger around the street. Leaving the identity of a cultivator, Lin Junxuan also has a level of identity as a Confucian scholar. The great rule of the world is very happy to see a Confucian scholar who takes self-cultivation as his mission. Lin Junxuan was also very happy to see these.

After walking around the crowd for several large circles, I was passing by a small stall, and a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd:

"Boss, can I see this hairpin?"

"Girl, picking this flower hairpin means you have a good vision. Look at the shape of the flower behind the hairpin, it is extremely exquisite. Looking at the entire Fencheng, I bet that no one can be more beautiful than the hairpin on my stall..." As soon as the woman's voice fell, another voice with a bit of cunning sound began.

Lin Junxuan looked in the voice and saw that the girl was squatting on a small stall on the street not far ahead. In her hand, she was holding a silver hairpin with flowers at the end, her eyes full of love. The outline of the girl's side face was extremely familiar, and it was Ji Ziyan who had been separated for a while. In front of her, a peddler who was as thin as a monkey was selling her hairpin:

"...This hairpin is exquisitely crafted, but it took ten workers a few months of sleepless work. Girl, you only need to give it six taels of silver to take it away."

The thin peddler looked smart and kept looking at the purse of the girl holding in his arms. He could tell the weight of the purse of Ji Ziyan's arms by almost purely using his visual observation.

"Five liang, well, okay... I'll give it to you!" Ji Ziyan responded, and without looking, she took the purse in her arms over.

"Girl, you really have vision!" The peddler was overjoyed, and while praising, he reached out to pick up the wallet.

"Da!" One of the soles of the foot fell flat and pressed the peddler's outstretched palm to the ground. Lin Junxuan looked at the peddler on the street coldly and said coldly: "Is this hairpin really worth five taels?"

A steamed bun is just a copper plate. An ordinary family spends only a dozen copper plates a day. Five taels of silver are equivalent to six thousand steamed buns, which is enough to transport them in seven or eight large carriages. Lin Junxuan gave Ji Ziyan these silver, let alone buying a hairpin, and buying all the goods on the stall is more than enough. This peddler obviously saw that Ji Ziyan could be simply bullied, and a hairpin sold for a high price of six taels.

Ji Ziyan was born in a wealthy family and had no idea about money. After buying this hairpin, she would have no money on her body. If Lin Junxuan didn't come forward, she would probably have no idea about dinner tonight.

"It's you!" Looking up at Lin Junxuan, Ji Ziyan opened her eyes wide, stood up, looking at Lin Junxuan with surprise, and couldn't even care about the hairpin.

"Uncle, please spare me. The little one is not aware of Mount Tai. I offend you. Please give me a lot of it. Let me let the little one go..." The thin peddler was stepped on by Lin Junxuan and it hurt so much. No matter how he pulled his hand, he couldn't pull it out. It was as if his palm was nailed to the ground by a big nail, and it had a firm root. This man was very cognizable and knew how to advance and retreat. When he heard the name of the girl in front of him, he knew that the two of them were familiar with each other and now they were kicked to the ironclad. He didn't dare to explain, but just begged for mercy.

Ji Ziyan heard the peddler's voice pitiful and couldn't help but persuade her, "Brother Lin, let him go."

Lin Junxuan shook his head: "This hairpin is only worth dozens of copper coins at most, but he sells you six taels of silver. It's just that you are kind and bullied. If I hadn't happened to pass by here, you might have been wandering again in the next few days."

"Good man, please spare me, the young man will never dare to do it again," the peddler begged.

Lin Junxuan took the purse, took out a silver bean from the bag, and threw it underground: "This one should be enough, right?"

"Enough, enough! More than enough," the peddler nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go," Lin Junxuan let go, turned to Ji Ziyan and said, and then walked forward with big strides.

Ji Ziyan looked happy when she heard this. She knew that Lin Junxuan had agreed to take her with her in disguise, so she nodded vigorously and said, "Yes." She picked up her hairpin and followed her.

"Tianxiang Restaurant" is one of the famous restaurants in Fencheng. The two of them wandered around the street for a while and were hungry. Lin Junxuan took Ji Ziyan to Tianxiang Tower.

"Two guests, please come inside!" At the door of Tianxiang Tower, the waiter was wearing a towel and smiling.

Lin Junxuan nodded and was about to cross the threshold when he suddenly frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ziyan kept watching Lin Junxuan. Seeing him suddenly stop, she frowned slightly and asked.

"It's nothing, let's go," Lin Junxuan said lightly and walked in. While he stepped into Tianxiang Tower, two thin men with iron-like eyes followed the crowd and followed. Lin Junxuan's cultivation level has been improved to the peak of the fifth grade, and his sense of breath has become more and more sensitive. As soon as these two people appeared behind, Lin Junxuan sensed the evil energy in their bodies. Taoist practices clear energy, evil Tao practices turbid energy, and the two completely opposite auras sense each other.

"This is a restaurant, and people are everywhere. I hope these two guys are wiser and don't do it here," Lin Junxuan said in his heart. Taoist sect and evil Tao are incompatible, but both factions have some principles of avoiding the world and are unwilling to do it in front of mortals. However, the principles belong to principles, and not everyone will abide by them.

"Two people are objective. There is a private room upstairs, please give me a gift!" After crossing the threshold, a friend came forward and said enthusiastically.

"Well," Lin Junxuan shook his sleeves and walked straight towards the stairs, and two white-faced scholars were coming downstairs. Lin Junxuan had just stepped on the mahogany stairs, when suddenly the two evil masters behind him accelerated their pace almost at the same time.

"Lin Junxuan!" Two evil masters behind him suddenly shouted loudly.

"Huh? These two people actually came for me!" Lin Junxuan's expression turned cold, and his right hand was pressed on the bottom of the piano, and a cold light flashed at the bottom of the piano. Lin Junxuan turned suddenly and was about to take action. Suddenly, the two thin evil masters rose and fell, and stretched out their palms, and grabbed the white-faced scholar who came down from the stairs. He looked up and over the railings upstairs and disappeared on the street. These changes suddenly, before the people around him could react, the two evil masters and the white-faced scholar who came down from the same building had disappeared after eating wine.

"Bang!" At the entrance of the stairs, another white-faced scholar who was walking with him was so shocked that he fell on the steps. A trace of water flowed out from under his robe, and he was so scared that he was incontinent.

The moment the white-faced scholar fell, everyone in the building reacted and exclaimed.

"Call the police, go and call the police!"

"Report to the patrol of Tianfu quickly, who are these people!"

There was chaos in the building. Lin Junxuan stopped and turned around, looking confused and wondered what was going on. Ji Ziyan said, "There is a silver here. You can order some dishes in Tianxianglou first. Don't run around, I'll go back." After that, he handed the silver to Ji Ziyan, followed the flow of people to the outsiders, and took advantage of the fact that no one wanted to fly, suddenly soared into the air and chased towards the two evil masters. Lin Junxuan was extremely fast in his sword. The people in Fencheng only saw a white line flashing, and they could not see anything.

"These two people are so strange. They are calling my name, but they are catching another person." Lin Junxuan was also confused about what happened just now. As soon as the two evil masters appeared, he noticed. When they called his name, he did not agree at all. If it were someone else, he agreed just now.

The two paths of good and evil, in terms of the speed of flying in the air, there was no more than the sword path. After a while, Lin Junxuan saw the two disappearing masters of evil paths. They took one person and could not fly quickly. Lin Junxuan did not dare to get too close. He saw them entering a courtyard from a distance and returned to Tianxiang Tower.

"Brother Lin, what happened just now? Didn't they call you by your name?" In Tianxiang Tower, Ji Ziyan saw Lin Junxuan back and said in confusion.

"What they are looking for is me, they just caught the wrong person." Lin Junxuan said calmly: "Let's have dinner first, I have my own arrangements for this matter."

"Yeah," Ji Ziyan nodded without saying much.

When Lin Junxuan left, Ji Ziyan had already ordered a table of dishes. Lin Junxuan picked up the chopsticks and ate and drank calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

After dinner, Lin Junxuan found an inn to settle Ji Ziyan. After night, Lin Junxuan took the guqin alone and flew to the courtyard where the two evil masters recorded in the daytime.

Lin Junxuan fell down an old locust tree with lush branches and leaves, and did not hide his traces and walked directly to the gate.

"Who?" The lights were on in the room. As soon as Lin Junxuan took two steps, two shouts came from the room. As soon as the sound fell, the door slammed through, wood chips flew everywhere, and the two evil masters he saw during the day jumped out. The two of them had bright eyes, both of them were fifth-grade masters.

The fifth grade vs. the fifth grade has an absolute advantage in swordsmanship, especially Lin Junxuan is still at the peak of the fifth grade.

Lin Junxuan was too lazy to talk too much and walked towards the two of them. He had an absolute advantage over these two people, otherwise he would not dare to come alone.

"Good boy, crazy enough!" The two evil masters laughed in anger. Lin Junxuan had some success in practicing the hidden method in "The Tadao Fa Zhengzang" these days. In the eyes of the two evil masters, he was only of the fourth level of cultivation.

"I dare to learn to come and play the game, so I'll just send you on the road! Oulong and the soul-snatching seal!——Du!" As soon as the voice fell, the man on the left smiled loudly, his palm moved violently, and the black air gushed between his palms. In the black clouds, a big black hand broke through the air and grabbed Lin Junxuan directly.

"Ghost Claw Soul-Surveying!——Du!" Next to him, another evil master also gave a black big hand seal to sacrifice, and characters floating in his palms were faintly seen.

"Seven Stars Shooting Fight!" Lin Junxuan pinched his right hand, and a dragon roar from behind, purple aura twitched out of the sheath, and a flying rainbow broke out of the sheath. Lin Junxuan opened his mouth and spewed out a small ball of essence. The Chixiao long sword suddenly became enormous. Seven sword lights on the back of the sword shot straight at the bull Dou. Three of the sword lights combined into one, slashing towards the Wulong Soul-Snatching Seal, and the other four sword lights condensed together, slashing towards the ghost claw soul-catching hand seal.

"boom!"

There were only two loud noises. As the sword light passed, two black handprints broke. After the handprints, two fifth-grade evil masters groaned, flew back like broken dolls, flew over the broken door, and fell into the house.

"No, let's go when you meet a master of kendo!" As soon as the voice fell, the roof tiles shattered, and two figures flew out of the air.

"Where are you going?" Lin Junxuan raised his eyebrows and patted his palms gently on the guqin. He heard a roar of the dragon that shook the sky. A sharp light burst out from the bottom of the guqin and turned into a shocking sword energy. The shocking sword energy swept in the air, and four broken legs fell in response to the sound. Blood guqi guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin guqin gu

Lin Junxuan swung his robe, walked into the room coldly, stopped in front of the two of them, glanced at them, and said, "Say, who told you to leave Lin Junxuan?"

The Zhuxian Sword is so sharp. The broken mouth of the two was neat and smooth. The blood sprayed out was a small pool of blood. The two evil masters were sweating in pain and their faces were twitching. When they saw Lin Junxuan approaching, they were shocked and looked no longer in their faces. The boy in front of him seemed to have a cultivation level of only the fourth grade, but the power of the sword just now was close to that of the Dragon and Tiger stage. It would be easy to kill them with such abilities.

"This is an order passed down by Wanhua Sect. Whoever can catch Lin Junxuan and send it to Wanhua Palace will have a great reward!" The two of them dared not hide it and replied.

"By the way, there is also a portrait of Lin Junxuan distributed to thousands of fellow disciples of the evil Taoism." The two of them thought for a while and added.

Lin Junxuan's heart moved and asked, "Where is the portrait?"

"It's in our arms!" No matter how hard Lin Junxuan was, the two of them took out a scroll from their arms, and the blood on their hands dyed the scroll red.

Lin Junxuan took the scroll and opened it and saw a young man painting on the rice paper. The portrait of this young man is five points similar to Lin Junxuan, but his eyes are dull, completely missing Lin Junxuan's elegant and grand manner. A different spirit and demeanor give people a different feeling. This scroll is also acceptable in terms of skill, but it is completely childish in freehand painting and grasping the spiritual and artistic conception of the characters.

After all, the portraits of this world are not photographic. It is impossible to draw exactly the same, so you can only draw a rough outline. But there are more outlines in the world like Lin Junxuan, and there is less of the dignified and elegant temperament. When this painting is placed on the street, you can find a dozen boys who match the outlines of the characters in the painting.

"A true painter values ​​more meaning than form. With just a few strokes, he can draw the soul of a character, which makes people look at it and can't forget it. Those who paint this kind of painting have just begun. They are all things used by rich young masters to frame the storefront. It's not bad to show off to other young masters, but it's far from being able to use it to search for pictures and catch people and catch evil people," Lin Junxuan sneered, tearing the painting in half and throwing it on the ground.

"Tell me, who is the one who sent this order?" Lin Junxuan stood with his hands behind his back and looked down at the two of them.

"The person who sent the order was said to be the eldest disciple of Wanhua Palace, Han Bai..., we had all tricked everything and had broken our legs. Please, let us go!" After the two of them said that, begging in a sarcastic voice.

"I regret it when I was in a desperate situation. Don't you think it's a little late?" As soon as the voice fell, the sword energy shot into the bucket, and two big fighting skulls flew to the side...
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