Chapter 128 Yunjiang Prefecture
"I'm Zhou Zhilu!"
Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately spat out a mouthful of wine.
Seeing this, the prefect Yunjiang on the main seat asked with concern what happened.
Fusu coughed and covered it up by saying, "It's okay, sir, it's just... I suddenly had a nightmare."
Yunjiang Prefecture: “???”
After fooling the prefect of Yunjiang, Fusu glanced at the maid sitting next to him, who had a delicate face and a curvy figure.
He couldn't help but look strange and asked, "Is it true? Do you have any proof?"
Zhou Zhilu smiled as he picked up some food for Fusu and replied, "Do you want me to tell your master about your visit to the brothel to have your palm read by a girl?"
Fusu was so frightened that he quickly picked up the plate and said, "That's enough, that's enough, don't take any more."
Then he couldn't help laughing and said, "Yesterday you said that we should attract the attention of the prefect and the governor, and you had a way to sneak in. So this is what you meant."
Zhou Zhilu was also quite depressed when he heard this. He had originally planned to take this opportunity to disguise himself as a maid and go to the government office to investigate.
Unexpectedly, he had just taken a step forward when he was called by the housekeeper to serve the guests, and it happened to be Fusu.
Opposite Fusu, the young monk Huike saw Fusu drinking wine and eating meat, and whispering with the maid beside him. He angrily picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into his mouth.
I asked you to come here to act opposite me, and you actually enjoyed it. When we get back, I will tell your master what you did, humph!
Fusu was stunned when he saw Huike's eyes, and laughed, saying that this guy was quite dedicated and even acted while eating.
He immediately stood up and said to the Yunjiang prefect, "Sir, we Taoists have always lived a leisurely and simple life. We cannot adapt to being served meals. Please let them go... Oh, of course, if the Buddhist disciple needs it, you can leave one for her."
Huike was stunned when he heard this, and immediately stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "Donor Fusu really loves to joke around. I don't know who was chatting happily with the girl just now!"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Prefect Yunjiang hurriedly withdrew all the maids.
Zhou Zhilu lowered his head and walked to the end of the maid team. He walked out of the house and hid himself when no one was paying attention.
The people in the government office are now mainly concentrated at the banquet area, while the inner courtyard is mostly populated by servants.
Zhou Zhilu sneaked around the crowd and came to the bedroom of Yunjiang Prefecture. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he nimbly rolled over and slipped into the house.
He then hid some soul-splitting eyeballs and ears in the house, but during this process, Zhou Zhilu discovered that dust had accumulated in many places in the house.
Then he looked at the teacup on the table. There was dust at the bottom of the cup, obviously no one had used it for a long time.
I looked at the bed again and saw some dust accumulated on the headboard.
Zhou Zhilu frowned at this. Could it be that the Yunjiang prefect wasn't resting in the government office? But he hadn't heard that he had any other houses elsewhere.
Immediately, he hid an ear under the bed and an eye in the corner of the bed.
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At night, everyone gathered again in the small house in the backyard of the inn.
Chu Kuangren was the first to speak: "Today I went to the Bai family but didn't see the old lady of the Bai family. Even the current head of the Bai family was not there. This is very wrong.
"Perhaps you don't know, but this old lady from the Bai family is a top-tier ninth-rank expert, said to be over six hundred years old."
"More than six hundred years old?!" Zhou Zhilu and others exclaimed in surprise.
"That's longer than the time of my Great Song Dynasty. How can a ninth-level expert have such a long lifespan?" Fusu asked in surprise.
Madman Chu shook his head and said, “No one knows how long a ninth-order expert can live, because most of them will die early, and the old lady of the Bai family is the only ninth-order expert who has lived for more than 600 years.
"And his son, the current Patriarch of the Bai Family, also possesses the strength of a seventh-rank powerhouse. So generally speaking, it's impossible for them to disappear at the same time, unless... something happens and one seventh-rank powerhouse isn't enough; a ninth-rank powerhouse is also needed!"
Fusu was suddenly taken aback and said quickly, "I remember that at the banquet today, the governor of Nanzhou asked the prefect of Yunjiang about the Gu tribe living in the forest outside of Southern Xinjiang. They seem to be a little restless recently. I heard that there are often some frictions. He also asked the prefect of Yunjiang if he needed support.
"But at the time, the Yunjiang prefect said it was nothing serious, just some routine disturbances caused by the Gu Clan, and the Bai family was also guarding over there, so it wouldn't be a problem."
"The Gu tribe? Will they often clash with Yunjiang City?" Zhou Zhilu asked doubtfully.
Chu Kuangren explained: "It can't be said to be often. The Gu tribe is a primitive tribe living in the forest south of the Song Dynasty. They are facing the sea to the south, and the nearest city to the north is Yunjiang City.
“When the late emperor was alive, he once wanted to subdue the Gu tribe, but those people had too strong a sense of community. They controlled the Gu insects and lurked in the southern mountains, making them difficult to subdue.
“But the population of the Gu tribe was not that large, so they didn’t pose a big threat. Plus, there were other wars going on at the time, so the Gu tribe issue was left unresolved.
"Because of its proximity to Yunjiang City, there are occasional frictions, but as far as I know, they are only minor conflicts, not enough to warrant even Mrs. Bai's presence."
The four of them each expressed their possible guesses until late at night, when they left one after another.
Zhou Zhilu looked at the night scene outside the window and took out a white eyeball from the storage ring.
This white one was transformed from a higher-level Soul-Splitting Clan, and through it, one can connect to the other hidden eyeballs.
His consciousness was immersed in his eyeballs, and pictures gradually emerged in front of his eyes. As Zhou Zhilu's consciousness fluctuated, the pictures gradually switched.
I glanced at the Bai family and found that the eyeballs were still there and had not been discovered, and I didn't see anything unusual.
The scene switched to the government office again. There were no people in the yard, and then switched to the bedroom.
In an instant, he saw Prefect Yunjiang lying on the bed, staring at him.
Zhou Zhilu couldn't help but hold his breath and looked carefully again. He saw that Prefect Yunjiang was lying straight on the bed with an expressionless face, his eyes staring upwards motionlessly.
In an instant, Wang Xiaoer's symptoms in the previous case and the dust in the government bedroom made Zhou Zhilu think of a terrible thing.
"How is it possible that the prefect of Lianyunjiang City has also been turned into a puppet?!"
Zhou Zhilu himself had been to the banquet during the day, but there was nothing unusual about the Yunjiang prefect at the banquet.
Zhou Zhilu suddenly stood up, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
If these puppets whose souls have been sucked away can conceal themselves so perfectly, then how many living people are there in this city?
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