6. Colleagues
"There are at least twenty shops selling rice paper in Luocheng, and behind them are dignitaries. Which one should I go to?" Jiaotu rolled his eyes.
Chen Ji: "Then you'll have to ask Lord Zhou."
Jiaotu jumped off Zhou Chengyi's back and turned him over. "Master Zhou?"
"Oh, Master Zhou?!"
But Zhou Chengyi's face was black and blue, his eyes were wide open, and he was already dead.
"Jiaotu, you accidentally killed him!" Yunyang monster screamed.
Jiaotu rolled his eyes: "Don't blame me, he was poisoned to death."
Yun Yang was surprised: "I took the poison sac out of his mouth."
Jiaotu: "He must have hidden poison somewhere else on his body. The intention to kill him just now was fake. The real intention was to secretly take the poison from his body."
"That's your responsibility too. You're responsible for watching over him."
"If you try to blame me again, I'll get angry."
Yunyang: "Sorry, it was just an instinctive reaction..."
Jiaotu looked at Chenji and said, "Looking at each house one by one is too slow. If we delay for too long, we will definitely lose this big fish. Do you have any ideas?"
Chen Ji slowly stood up and walked to the table. His palms carefully stroked the grain of the rice paper. "Xuan paper is all handmade. Every craftsman has different habits. Some like to add more euphorbia bark, some prefer more straw. Some prefer to grind it finer when beating it with a stone mill, while others prefer to be lazy and grind it coarser. The craftsmanship of the rice paper determines its price... If you find the same paper, you will find this shop."
Jiaotu leaned in closer and carefully observed the texture of the rice paper. In the past, all rice paper looked the same to her...
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At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Someone picked up the copper ring on the gate of Zhou Mansion and knocked on the door rhythmically.
Outside the door, a gritty, hoarse voice asked, "Master Zhou, is Chen Ji at your house?"
In an instant, Yunyang, Jiaotu, all the men in black, and Chen Ji in the yard all looked towards the source of the sound.
Boom boom boom.
The knock on the door sounded again, and the animal head with a ring in its mouth on the gate hit the red painted door, neither fast nor slow, but with an inexplicable sense of oppression.
In the dead of night, the knock on the door seemed particularly abrupt.
The men in black in the yard slowly drew out their swords without making any sound, waiting for Yun Yang's instructions.
These people are the elite among the elite. Chen Ji recalled that from the time he traveled through time until now, no one had said a single word.
Boom boom boom.
Seeing no response from the person outside, the weathered voice asked again, "Chen Ji, are you in there?"
Chen Ji was a little confused.
Who will come to find me?
He looked at Yunyang, but saw that the young man's face was uncertain. After thinking for a moment, he winked at a man in black and said, "Drag the bodies into the house."
Jiaotu looked at Yunyang: "Who is coming?"
"Don't be nervous, I know who it is," Yunyang walked over and lifted the latch.
When the door opened, I saw an old man with a hunched back standing outside in the darkness. He was wearing a gray gown and a pair of black cloth shoes with white soles. His face was full of wrinkles like gullies on the dry earth.
The old man's beard grew to his chest, and his hair was tied up on top of his head with a green hairpin. His hair and beard were both snow-white, and he looked as old as he could be.
The old man was also a little surprised to see Yunyang, but Yunyang put on a smile and said, "Doctor Yao, it's been a long time since we last met. Are you still in good health?"
The old man was silent for a moment: "It's you, shouldn't you be in the capital? Why are you in Luocheng?"
Yun Yang explained, "I had something urgent to do, so I came here. I happened to meet Chen Ji when I came to visit Mr. Zhou tonight, so I asked him to stay and talk."
The old man asked: "The minister's
Is your leg pain better?"
"Much better. He even praised you as a miracle doctor. The cold he caught at the Firewood Bureau years ago has finally been cured." Yun Yang said with a smile, "It's a pity you didn't stay in the capital, otherwise the emperor would have summoned you to the palace long ago."
"I can't cure the emperor's illness," the old man said, then changed the subject: "Where is Chen Ji? Now that the medicine has been delivered, it's time for him to go back."
Yun Yang thought for a moment and said, "Chen Ji, go back with Master quickly. Look how much Doctor Yao cares about you. Even at his age, he still came all this way to pick you up."
Chen Ji didn't expect Yun Yang to be willing to let him go... It seemed to be because the old man mentioned the "Inner Minister"?
He hurried out, but when he passed by Jiaotu, he was grabbed by her and said, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back. We will come to find you again."
Chen Ji said nothing and quickly walked out the door: "Master, let's go back."
"Um."
Doctor Yao walked deeper into the long street with his hands behind his back and his back hunched, staggering without asking another question.
Chen Ji felt two pairs of eyes like hooks staring at his back. He turned around and saw Yun Yang and Jiao Tu looking at him with a smile at the door.
Yunyang and Jiaotu were dressed in black. Both of them were handsome, with straight backs. They were the kind of people who were pleasing to the eye when they walked on the street.
But these two people killed people without blinking an eye, as if human life was the least valuable thing in the world.
Serpent and scorpion, this is Chen Ji's most profound impression of the two people.
Chen Ji trotted two steps and followed the old man. With a clang, the door of Zhou Mansion closed behind them.
Huh, Chen Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
This seems to be a world where human life is as precious as grass.
At the beginning of his journey, he did not have much desire to survive. He just observed everything like a bystander. His life or death was not really important.
But since he could be reborn once, could his parents also have a chance to be reborn? This was extremely important to him.
Got to survive first.
"Master, thank you for coming to pick me up," Chen Ji said sincerely.
The old man sighed, "If I had known that the Secret Service was here tonight, I wouldn't have come."
Chen Ji: “…”
What's the meaning?
Don't you want to be my apprentice anymore?
The old man muttered to himself, "Strange! I read the fortune-telling before I left home and thought I'd find some gold ingots... What a joke!"
Chen Ji was confused by this: "Master, why don't you ask about tonight..."
The old man walked in front, his back to him, and raised a hand to block the conversation: "Wait a minute, don't tell me about this troublesome thing. I don't want to know anything about it. It will definitely bring bad luck. I can live to be ninety-two years old by not interfering in other people's business."
Chen Ji: "You are quite good at avoiding danger and seeking good fortune..."
The old man stopped and said, "The medicine has been delivered. Where's the money?"
Chen Ji was stunned. How could he know there was money for medicine? "I forgot to ask Mr. Zhou for it..."
The old man turned back unhappily and said, "Go back and ask them for it."
Chen Ji said decisively: "I'm not going."
The old man thought for a long time and said, "Then you should pay for the medicine."
Chen Ji changed the subject: "...You are very familiar with them?"
The old man said, "I dealt with them in the capital a few years ago. They are a group of people who are cruel and ruthless, and always like to do things that anger heaven and man. If you meet them on the street in the future, just pretend not to know them. Or, you can pretend not to know me when you go out on the street in the future."
Chen Ji: “…”
The old man muttered to himself, "With the arrival of a high-ranking figure from the Secret Service, I'm afraid Los Angeles will be in turmoil."
The long street was quiet, and Los Angeles seemed to be asleep. Even the hottest days
The bustling East Market also quieted down and many lights were dimmed.
The night watchman, with a white lantern tucked under his armpit, walked towards them, beating the midnight gong out of boredom and shouting, "It's dry, be careful with fire."
When they reached a crossroads, Chen Ji suddenly saw the master take out three copper coins from his sleeve.
The next second, the old man looked up at the direction of the stars, squatted down, and tossed a copper coin six times on the bluestone road: "Hmm... go left."
"Master, is there any danger on the right?" Chen Ji was curious.
"It's not dangerous. You might run into a beggar while reading the divination. I'm more compassionate now that I'm older. If I see him, I might throw money to him, so I'll just take a detour and not read the divination," the old man explained calmly.
Chen Ji: “…”
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Inside the Zhou Mansion, Jiaotu squatted on the armchair, chin in hand, gazing at the night sky. "Just letting him go like that? Because his master knows the Minister?"
"How could that be? The Minister of Internal Affairs is a ruthless and ruthless person. Not to mention Doctor Yao's apprentice, if he really stood in the Minister's way, Doctor Yao would also die."
Jiaotu sighed: "Okay, do you think that boy could be a spy from Jing Dynasty?"
"That must be it," Yun Yang said firmly. "How could an ordinary apprentice withstand those needles? He would have passed out from the pain long ago. Besides, look at his ability to adapt to changing circumstances. It's definitely not something an apprentice in a medical clinic can do."
Jiaotu was puzzled: "Then let him go?"
Yun Yang smiled. "If he really is a spy, then he came tonight to meet with Zhou Chengyi and pass on information. The Jing Dynasty Military Intelligence Department must also know about this. After Zhou Chengyi disappeared tonight, he is still alive. The Military Intelligence Department must have concluded that he betrayed Zhou Chengyi."
Jiaotu's eyes lit up. "The Jing Dynasty has always been harsh on traitors. They will definitely send someone to get rid of him. Then, we can capture the person who came to kill him and make another contribution!"
“That’s right!”
After a while, a man in black returned with a report: "My lords, following the grain patterns on the rice paper, we've found two corresponding rice paper shops. The shopkeepers and their employees are being taken to the Luocheng Inner Prison."
Jiaotu stood up: "I will go to interrogate him overnight!"
Yun Yang stretched and said, "Then I'll deal with the body. I'll go back and rest early after that."
"Let's first talk about how we get the credit!"
"Fifty-fifty, of course."
"no."
Yunyang raised his eyebrows: "Why not."
Jiaotu: "I killed nine people tonight, and you only killed six. I also captured Zhou Chengyi. It's 64. Otherwise, don't invite me to join you in the future."
Yun Yang lamented, "Interpersonal relationships among colleagues are harder to deal with than corpses. June 4th is June 4th."
Jiaotu jumped down from the armchair and led the men in black away happily, leaving Yunyang alone to clean up the mess.
When everyone left, Yun Yang took out a dozen palm-sized shadow puppets from his sleeve.
He pierced the wrist of each corpse with a silver needle and squeezed out drops of blood.
Then, he stuck the drops of blood on silver needles and added eyes to each shadow puppet.
The blood penetrated into the shadow puppet's eyes, turning them bright red, and the puppet seemed to come alive.
"It's done!"
The next moment, all the dead bodies in the yard stood up one by one, and followed Yun Yang out of Zhou Mansion with expressionless faces.
The group lined up and walked on the long street for an unknown amount of time before Yunyang suddenly saw a little beggar lying on the side of the road covered with a straw mat. Due to the cold weather, the little beggar curled up into a ball.
Yun Yang stared at the other party for a long time, took out a string of copper coins from his sleeve and threw it on the ground, then walked into the night with more than ten corpses.
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