Chapter 20: Letter Bombardment: The famous teacher who compiled the immortal secret manual has a clue...
Xie Yunqing's fingers holding the file trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed, his pupils contracted, and his fiery gaze was fixed on the extremely clear name on the file. He read it carefully over and over again.
Jiang Xuemian, the second senior sister of the Hehuan Sect, left the sect a few days ago and married her husband Chen Yousi in a fishing village.
It's written in black and white, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain.
After a long time, he slowly placed the wrinkled file on the table, his brows relaxed.
The spies under his command could uncover even the most secret secrets in the inner palace, and the investigation results that came to his desk were absolutely flawless.
This means that Shen Wenji and Jiang Xuemian are definitely not husband and wife. So why are they acting out this drama in front of him?
What was he trying to hide? The last time they met, their words and actions revealed a familiarity and tacit understanding that could not be faked by a chance encounter.
Xie Yunqing's eyes darkened as he recalled every expression on Shen Wenji's face, every evasive moment. She had hesitated and prevaricated when she mentioned getting married, her words full of deliberate loopholes.
It was ridiculous that he was so jealous that he didn't realize it on the spot.
The key point mentioned in Shen Wenji's words was the leader of the Hehuan Sect, and Jiang Xuemian was undoubtedly a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.
The answer is obvious.
The secret they are trying so hard to hide must be related to the Hehuan Sect.
After sorting out his general idea, Xie Yunqing did not hesitate at all. He appeared outside Wu Feng's room in a flash.
There was a thunderous snoring sound from inside the door, Wu Feng was sleeping soundly.
However, the moment Xie Yunqing pushed the door open.
"Swish!" A cold light broke through the air.
Wu Feng, who was lying on the couch, suddenly sat up, his eyes still drowsy, but the sword in his hand flew out instinctively.
Seeing that it was Xie Yunqing, he widened his eyes in surprise, and all sleepiness disappeared: "Why are you here?"
"Find someone to investigate the Hehuan Sect and Shen Wenji."
Wu Feng yawned loudly, his face full of "you are sick" and complained, "Didn't we just finish checking these two? The files are still warm."
"This time, let's focus on investigating the connection between them." Xie Yunqing raised an eyebrow, lowered his eyes, and thought of Shen Wenji trying his best to make up a lie. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "That little fox... has revealed a lot of tails recently. If we follow the clues, there will definitely be surprises."
"Brother!" Wu Feng practically jumped up and down, pointing at him and accusing him, "I just put the file in your hands, less than an hour ago. Do you think the intelligence network is like pulling carrots out of the ground? Are you in such a hurry?"
Xie Yunqing didn't say anything, just glanced at him calmly. His eyes were calm, but full of oppression, clearly saying: If it weren't extremely urgent, would I come to you in person?
Wu Feng: "..."
He sighed resignedly, slipping onto the bed in his slippers as he grumbled, "Back then, when Zuihualou was nearly wiped out, you didn't seem so anxious. What's wrong with you now? As you get older, you're becoming more and more impatient."
"This month, everyone in the intelligence network will have their monthly pay doubled. Thank you all for your hard work." Xie Yunqing's voice was calm, but his eyes swept over Wu Feng coldly. "As for you, since you still have the time to chatter, you must be full of energy. Your monthly pay will remain the same."
Amid Wu Feng's earth-shaking wails, Xie Yunqing turned around and left leisurely.
Back in his room, he recalled the secret report from a few days ago about the Hehuan Sect's involvement with the Demon Realm. Shen Wenji had such a close relationship with the new Hehuan Sect leader Jiang Xuemian, and a trace of worry crept into his heart.
He was a little worried about Shen Wenji's safety, so he picked up his pen to write an urgent letter. He wanted to explain everything clearly in the letter, but then he thought, why not take this opportunity to see her.
In the end, he only wrote one sentence and used his spiritual power to drive the fairy pigeon to send it over.
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In the Hehuan Sect, Shen Wenji was overwhelmed by the mountain of sect scrolls.
Nine out of ten of these so-called sect affairs are ridiculous emotional disputes.
For example, a high-level furnace cauldron possessed extraordinary skills, causing a father, son, and brother to become enemies and engage in a violent fight. Although this was a disregard for human ethics, upon closer examination, the three men's bullying of men and women was also their own fault.
A master of medicine, known as the Flower of the High Mountain, was deceived by a junior disciple of the Hehuan Sect, who was disguised as a woman. Furious, the master retreated to develop a sex-changing elixir and chased the junior disciple, insisting he take it and take responsibility for it. Shen Wenji shuddered, "Medicine cultivators are too scary. I can't afford to offend them."
The honest Fu Xiu is infatuated with her and would rather die than break up, but he is happy to be a spare tire and a bootlicker, hanging around the gate of the Hehuan Sect all day long, seriously affecting the sect... well, although the morals of the Hehuan Sect are not very decent.
What's more, the Taoist Immortal Wuqing is pregnant, and the father of the child is actually a female cultivator who cleans the house in the Hehuan Sect.
The most outrageous thing is that a big man who picks his feet pretends to be the voice of a junior sister of the Hehuan Sect and falls in love with the Demon Lord in the far north. Now the Demon Lord has come all the way to the Hehuan Sect and demands an explanation.
And...
Every single thing is unbelievable.
Shen Wenji's forehead veins jumped as he watched, and he felt that the most urgent task was to compile the Hehuan Sect's authentic immortal magic secret book as soon as possible to regulate the words and deeds of the Hehuan Sect members and wash away the stigma and misunderstanding of the Hehuan Sect in the world.
She sighed tiredly, pushed away the pile of files in front of her that was taller than her, rubbed her swollen temples, stood up, and wanted to drink some tea and take a breath.
As she walked to the window, she saw a familiar fairy pigeon flapping its wings. She took the envelope and saw that it was written by Xie Yunqing again.
I thought that seeing how distraught Xie Yunqing looked today, he would not have the energy to look for her, but this second letter sent to him, could it be that he had something urgent to tell him?
Could it be something important related to the Hehuan Sect? After all, I had said that the Sect Master could be contacted.
Not daring to neglect it, Shen Wenji hurriedly opened the letters. Each letter contained a secret technique of immortal defense, which was only removed after it came into contact with her spiritual power.
She became more determined in what she thought.
When she opened the envelope, the contents left her speechless.
The one I received this morning was: "Good morning, did you sleep well? I'll bring you a cup of our time-honored scented tea."
Shen Wenji frowned, "It's inexplicable." His eyes fell on the steaming hot flower tea beside him, and a slight curve appeared on his pursed lips. "But it tastes good."
The letter just now was: "I want to see you."
Shen Wenji didn't know what to say.
She crumpled the letter and threw it into the wastebasket.
But after sitting quietly for a while, the inexplicable restlessness in her heart lingered. She pursed her lips, and finally stood up, picked up the crumpled paper ball from the wastebasket, smoothed it carefully, and stuffed it into the secret compartment at the bottom of the desk.
As for replying to his letter? That was absolutely impossible. Without even saying it clearly, wasn't he just trying to get her to take the initiative?
She, Shen Wenji, refused to be fooled!
After a short break, Shen Wenji buried himself in the pile of annoying files again. When he looked up again, the sky had dimmed, and a faint glow of sunlight spread from the sky, sprinkling on the table by the window, coating it with a layer of warm gold.
And the desk, without knowing when, had been silently piled with scattered letters. One after another, even mixed with a few small and soft fairy pigeon feathers.
Obviously, the poor fairy pigeon was running back and forth for its life today.
Shen Wenji's heart trembled for no reason, and he stared at the envelopes in a daze. In front of him, he vaguely saw Xie Yunqing leaning against the window, smiling and chattering.
Everyone knows that the first disciple of the Xie family of the Tianxuan Sect is cold and aloof, and he values words like gold, but only in front of her does he seem to have endless things to say.
She walked over involuntarily, picked up the envelopes one by one, and sorted them carefully. Only then did she realize that each envelope was uniquely designed, with some printed with different patterns or delicate cloud patterns, and the seals were either tied into delicate knots with the same color ribbons, or stamped with unique emblems with different colors of sealing wax.
The pile of these thin pieces of letter paper actually exceeded the number of the thick sect files on her desk.
A hint of smile crept onto the corner of her mouth, and she murmured softly, "Are you, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, so idle every day?"
There was a knock on the door. Shen Wenji hurriedly stuffed the envelopes into the secret compartment, picked up a file, and forced himself to be calm: "Come in."
The person who came was Ling Zhi. She reported respectfully: "Young Sect Master, Xie Xianjun is looking for you outside the sect."
Shen Wenji's fingers, which were flipping through the files, paused almost imperceptibly, and his voice was deliberately cold: "Looking for the Hehuan Sect Master? Let Second Senior Sister handle it."
After they finished the play, to avoid being exposed, she took the opportunity to invite her second senior sister Jiang Xuemian to stay in the Hehuan Sect for a while. After returning to the sect, she went to see her mother as soon as possible. Although she was turned away, Jiang Xuemian returned to her old residence and found it was spotless.
After asking, I found out that it was my mother who ordered the house to be cleaned every day, and she was always looking forward to my second senior sister coming home.
"Miss?" Ling Zhi noticed that she was distracted and reminded her softly, a hint of mischief flashing across her eyes, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for specifying the name. The person you want to see is Shen Wenji."
Shen Wenji's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes swept across the secret compartment where countless letters were hidden.
To see him? He'd definitely be harping on her "no news" issue. If he knew she hadn't replied, hadn't even read it... who knows how he'd exploit it to torment her.
What's more, she was wearing women's clothes at the moment, and changing clothes was inevitable in a hurry. What if someone saw her flaws...
Shen Wenji shuddered and waved his hand, saying, “Just say I’m not here and politely decline.”
Lingzhi's smile deepened, and she understood and retreated.
As soon as the door was closed, a figure nimbly climbed in through the open window.
Shen Wenji kicked him angrily: "Yan Xu, the door is open, why are you climbing through the window like a thief?"
Yan Xu nimbly dodged the attack, his gaze darting over the women's dress she was wearing, and jokingly said, "I'm just worried that trespassing into the Young Sect Master's boudoir late at night might damage your reputation."
Shen Wenji rolled his eyes at him and said, "Climbing through the window makes you look more like a flower thief. Stop talking nonsense. What do you want from me?"
"Of course it's what you're asking for." Yan Xu kept the question a secret. He took out some information from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Wenji: "I've found the hidden master who can compile the secret manual of immortal arts that you asked me to find. The information shows that this person will appear in the West Wing of Zuihua Tower at midnight tomorrow night."
Shen Wenji asked suspiciously, "Isn't Zuihualou a brothel at night? Are you, the master, really reliable?"
"Hey, don't you believe me?" Yan Xu crossed his arms. "There are rumors that this master is the mysterious owner of Zuihua Tower. This is a rare opportunity. I've given you the information. As for whether you can see the True Buddha, it depends on your own ability."
Shen Wenji nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have my own plans."
Her house was really bustling today, and suddenly there was a rapid and almost rough knock on the door.
“Boom boom boom!”
Shen Wenji's heart trembled, he stepped forward quickly and suddenly opened the door.
Outside the door stood the disciple on patrol duty today. His face was as pale as paper, sweat dripping down his forehead. His voice trembled and changed with extreme fear. "I detected demonic energy while on patrol. It must be a demon that broke in. Second Senior Sister...she's missing."
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It is expected that the next chapter will be V, and it will be updated at midnight tomorrow night. There will be a fat chapter drop! I hope everyone can support it. This is very important to me (bow) [red heart][red heart][red heart] Thank you very much, I love you~ [heart][kiss] To celebrate the entry into V, there will be a small red envelope randomly dropped in the next chapter, and a lucky draw will also be set up [dog head holding a rose]
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