Chapter 303 The Destiny Sect had already left a backup plan
In the strange city, candidates are encountering new games one after another.
In the examination room outside Guidi, the people watching were talking incessantly. They looked at the gate of the arena with their eyes full of expectation.
The family members of the candidates sighed, and some cried dry tears.
The examiners gathered together, waiting for the emperor's order and discussing how to deal with the aftermath.
As time went by, more and more people came from far away around the examination room.
Concubine Jiang You was dressed in white, with a bamboo hat covering her face, standing on the treetops, in a dense forest, looking at the cracked door in the black space.
"If Uncle Zhou hadn't specially sent the message, I would never have come here to wait." She thought to herself and watched quietly.
In the distance, two old men wearing Taoist robes from the Tianming Sect stood under the big tree, looking at the examination room.
"Senior brother, Master has just gone into seclusion, and this picture of everything has been eroded by the mysterious world. Will it affect Master's layout for Ye Han?"
"Junior brother, don't worry too much. Even if the mysterious world erodes, it doesn't matter. Ye Han is very lucky. Although there have been twists and turns before, I'm afraid it's fate. Haven't you noticed that he has become more stable recently?"
"Yes, luck is easy to come by, but character is hard to temper. However, after all, there are many surprises in the world."
"For you and me, it is a surprise, but for people with such great luck, it is a treasure. Not to mention Ye Han, even Gu Huizi, the monument engraver, Dongyue Lin Zhenyuan, Scabbard, Wuchang and others
, and it is difficult to die from it, you will definitely gain something, and your luck will increase greatly."
"Brother, do you think Ye Han's championship will be taken away by a few others?"
"It was supposed to be foolproof, but it turned out to be tricky or there was an accident. Before leaving, several uncles also told Ye Han not to act rashly and wait until the master came out. In addition, the master had already made arrangements.
The great inheritance 'Great Sword of Slash' was secretly given to Ye Han. Ye Han would definitely choose someone by luck to be his 'noble person' or 'helper'. Not surprisingly, it should be Shen Xiaoyi. With his great power,
With the Zhanli Sword, Shen Xiaoyi will definitely be able to open up some treasures in the Wanxiang Map, and Ye Han will get the bulk of the rewards. Even if Ye Han doesn't get the top prize, or even get the first prize, he will definitely gain the most, far more than the others."
"Yes, after all, as long as Ye Han is the son of man in the world map, he has the most luck, far better than anyone else."
"How about Li Qingxian?"
"The chess pieces of the Xunming Sect have the qualifications of great fate magicians, that's all. Those first-rate and second-rate fate sects may regard them as treasures, but in the eyes of my destiny sect, they are of no importance."
Divine City.
All kinds of gossip spread all over the sky.
Night Guard, Patrol Division, Chunfengju.
After reading the night guard's secret report, Zhou Chunfeng let out a long sigh, looked out the window and smiled bitterly: "I don't know if it helps you or hurts you. Who knows, I will encounter a trick. In just six months, I have been tricked three times. What do you want me to do?"
What's the agreement?"
Zhou Chunfeng coughed lightly and covered his mouth with his right hand, but the cough became more serious, so he had to grit his teeth and squeeze the cow bone fan hard.
Click...
The bone fan cracked.
Zhou Chunfeng's cough suddenly stopped, he gently touched the crack, his eyes were slightly red.
The things given by his deceased wife were broken into pieces.
After staying for a long time, he took out a pen and paper, finished writing a letter, and handed it to Gray Falcon at the table.
"Secretly give it to Zhao Shoufu. Then, you come back to pick up some things, then go to the Qingyun Mountain examination room, work with Zhou Hen to protect Qingxian, and give him the last imperial edict and royal objects I collected. Once the exam is over, send it to him immediately.
He returns to Jiangnan and will not return to the capital of gods until he is in the fourth rank."
"Then you..."
"I'll get ready to leave the city, head to Qingyun Mountain, and go down to the south of the Yangtze River with you." Zhou Chunfeng looked out the window quietly.
The gray falcon looked at Zhou Chunfeng. After a long time, he nodded slightly and turned into a gray falcon and left.
Zhou Chunfeng coughed slightly and looked at a scroll of words on the table.
He framed this himself yesterday and prepared to give it to Li Qingxian.
Apart from his name, there were only eight words written on it.
Zhou Chunfeng stared at the eight words. After a long time, he turned around and took out a set of thick books. He walked to the back room and opened the small box of huanghuali wood with a tiger head and a copper lock.
Inside were some banknotes, jewelry and objects that Li Qingxian had saved.
The corners of Zhou Chunfeng's mouth raised slightly, remembering the conversation between the two that day.
"Uncle Zhou, it's not convenient for me to store my things here, so I'll keep them with you temporarily. If you are short of money, feel free to use it... um... take less. This is the betrothal gift for me to marry my young... future wife, a certain uncle.
Yes, add as much as you like."
Zhou Chunfeng slowly put his handwritten "Four Books and Five Classics" into it, patted the cover gently, closed the box, and locked it.
Zhou Chunfeng held the box and placed it on his desk, side by side with the calligraphy.
Outside the window, the autumn colors are thick and the lotus pond is withered.
After a while, Zhou Chunfeng got up and left Chunfeng Residence.
An hour later, Zhou Chunfeng returned.
Gray Falcon is standing in front of the table.
Zhou Chunfeng picked up the lucky silverbait bag and poured it down gently. Rolls of imperial edicts and imperial calligraphy and paintings rolled all over the table.
"Put them all away." Zhou Chunfeng said while leaning down.
Gray Falcon stepped forward and quickly put the scrolls into his lucky silver fish bag, collecting more than three hundred scrolls.
"Sir, where did this come from?" Gray Falcon couldn't help but ask.
Zhou Chunfeng smiled slightly and said: "I went to see my old friends Zhang Fugui and others in charge of the guard, but they were not there. I wrote an IOU. I think they are willing."
Gray Falcon was stunned.
In the distance, a four-foot-long wooden eagle flew slowly in the sky towards the Shendu.
A tall, strong but fair-skinned man with a baby face sat in the small house on the back of the wooden eagle, reclining lazily.
He is dressed in purple, has a third-grade tiger patch on his chest, and is barefoot, looking like a lazy man.
Across from him, two middle-ranking officials in Feiyi sat upright.
The baby-faced brawny man suddenly took out the messenger Frisbee. After listening to it, he laughed and said: "This year's seventh-grade candidates are really unlucky. The Wanxiang Qingyun test fell into a trap. That little brat named Li Qingxian also got in."
"Is he the one who dares to use your favor?" the middle-grade official asked.
The baby-faced man suddenly stood up, slammed the table, and cursed: "You've rebelled against him! How dare he use my Zhang Fugui's favor? One after another, how about eating grapes? When we return to the night guard, first take care of the little boy
Hang the bastard up and give him twenty lashes on his butt."
"Master Zhou is afraid that he will fight against you. You are not on the night guard, so you don't know how much Master Zhou treasures him."
"Am I afraid of Zhou Chunfeng?" Zhang Fugui sneered.
"But you still owe him so many favors..."
Zhang Fugui lightly clicked his tongue and nodded: "That's right. If I don't give Zhou Chunfeng face, my reputation will be ruined in the future and I won't be able to owe favors. Besides, Lao Zhou has also helped me a lot. I'll think about it. Think about it.
The practice of bringing bad reputation..."
The two middle-ranking officials looked at each other.
Others are loyal and loyal, but you, Zhang Fugui, a three-generation bandit family known throughout the court, still have a reputation to speak of?
Vientiane map, strange city.
A clearing suddenly rippled, revealing a crowd of children and hundreds of candidates.
"Thanks to good luck!"
"Yes, this game is really difficult. Without good luck, we might all be lost here."
"Good brother!" Nanxiang Marquis Meng Huaichuan put his arm around the lucky boy's shoulders and smiled broadly.
"It's all thanks to the young master."
"I can't listen to this. I am a few pounds myself. I know best that apart from a better family background, more money, and better martial arts, there is really nothing else I can do. For this kind of thing, I have to rely on you."