Chapter 146 True Nature
Dusk was just beginning to cast a shadow over the alleys of Fengjing, and the bluestone slabs of Zhuque Street were still steaming with the residual warmth of the day.
In Chenweifang, a string of scarlet gauze lanterns are lit up under the shade of locust trees along the street, and the copper spoon of an old man painting sugar makes a clear tune on the bluestone slabs.
A sturdy man in a bamboo shirt stood in front of the steamed dumpling stall, watching the golden crescent moons floating in the oil pan and the dough wrapped with minced shrimp stretching in the hot oil.
The stall owner raised the iron spoon lightly, and twenty-four exquisite dumplings fell on the lotus leaf. The fragrant vinegar mixed with freshly picked perilla shreds filled the air with sour fragrance.
He picked up the food with a bamboo stick and put it into his mouth. The crispy and fragrant taste bloomed in his mouth. Shashaha exhaled hot air, but his hands did not stop moving, one after another.
By the time I sat down in front of Hu Shang's barbecue stall, I had already eaten half of it.
I ordered the signature lamb ribs, and asked the lady next to me for two servings of crystal cold melon cheese, and pushed one of them to the person next to me.
"You're welcome, Senior Brother will treat you."
The man, who ate heartily without even raising his head, was none other than Jiang Wuya, the leader of the Tianyan Sect.
A figure suddenly appeared from nowhere at the seat next to him, "Brother, you look very interested."
Jiang Wuya waved his hand and said, "After practicing for a long time, I sometimes miss the hustle and bustle of the streets and alleys."
Hu Shang was sprinkling cumin on the sizzling lamb ribs, and the spicy aroma wrapped in the smell of charcoal fire hit his nose.
The wonton stall at the westernmost end is the busiest. The old clay pot has been simmering thick pork bone soup all day long. In the white steam, you can vaguely see the wonton slices swimming like silverfish.
The child in a red bellyband stood on tiptoe, leaning against the edge of the elm table, watching his mother put shrimp paste into the blue and white bowl.
Suddenly, the sound of ice cups clinking filled the long street, and a young man selling ice and snow yuanzi was pushing an elm cart and walking quickly.
The sounds of a pipa drifted from the deep alley, mixed with the repeated calls of "freshly fried sugar-coated cakes" and "hot quail dumplings", forming a noisy long tune of the market.
"Why don't you do it? I remember you used to like eating this. Are you afraid that I will poison you?"
Chu Xinglan remained indifferent. The passers-by around her seemed to be unable to see her, nor did they notice the abnormality of Jiang Wuya's "talking to himself".
"Senior Brother also said that was in the past. Fourteen years have passed now. People can't remain unchanged."
Chu Xinglan raised his eyebrows. A serving of exquisite dumplings had just whetted his appetite.
The roasted lamb chops had to wait a while, so he decided to try the cold melon cheese.
It tastes sour, sweet and cool, and is quite nice after eating fried food. However, it is a bit greasy if you eat too much, which is not to his liking.
Untie the gourd around your waist, tilt your head back and take a sip of Shaochun, which is spicy and stimulating.
"Junior sister has been in the palace for a long time and has eaten all kinds of exquisite food, so naturally she looks down on these street snacks.
I'm afraid you didn't come here to reminisce with me, so what is the reason?"
Chu Xinglan raised his head and looked straight into his eyes.
To be honest, she couldn't understand why Jiang Wuya was recognized by the territory.
Strictly speaking, her senior brother is also a man of temperament: a real villain with a real temperament.
For example, now, the dignified head of the Tianyan Sect is talking to his own junior sister who has been practicing Taoism with him since childhood, and he speaks in a sarcastic tone.
He has never concealed his greed for the Heavenly Plate Entry and the First Level of the Warlock.
Senior brother has his own territory, and with his abilities, it is not difficult for him to completely disappear in this vast Fengjing City.
Even if Chu Xinglan took action, it would take a lot of effort to lock the position.
However, only a stick of incense has passed since I received Your Majesty's handwritten letter.
In fact, his whereabouts have always been under the surveillance of Xuanji Guard. He has been walking around the streets these days, as if he wants to measure the land of Fengjing with his feet.
But Chu Xinglan knew that he had been trying to use the ground plate to sense the direction of the sky plate.
Judging from the results, it seems that nothing was gained.
Chu Xinglan didn't bother to care about the petty complaints and took out the document and handed it to the other party.
Jiang Wuya was no stranger to experience. When the previous emperor was in power, his status in the palace was also extraordinary. He recognized at a glance that the letter was an imperial item.
He took out the burlap and wiped his hands, then took it, opened it and read quickly.
Bang! After more than ten breaths, Jiang Wuya slammed it down on the table and stared at the junior sister opposite him, with a faint sense of wind and thunder.
"What's the meaning!"
"Literally." Chu Xinglan ignored his anger.
“One is at the third level, and the other is half a step to the third level, stirring up trouble in the flood-stricken area.
Assassinate the heir to the throne, spread rumors, and attempt to create civil unrest."
"It is absolutely impossible that it was done by Tian Yan Sect!" Jiang Wuya said this with great force.
"Junior sister, you should know that all I seek is cultivation. If I had coveted power, I wouldn't have been able to escape from Fengjing fourteen years ago."
"Senior brother also said that things have changed and people have changed. After so many years, who knows?
But the person who acted secretly was indeed a sorcerer, this was indisputable.
According to the report from Xuanjiwei, the other party has mastered the art of controlling the mind and the formation of reversing yin and yang.
The sorcerers of the world are all from the heavens, and this is irrefutable."
Jiang Wuya suddenly stood up, pointed at the other person's nose and scolded him, "I admit nothing!
When your master passed away and the Tianyan Sect was driven out of Fengjing, don’t you know how many people left at that time?
Thirty percent of our peers have left, and God knows who they are working for now.
If they cause trouble outside, are they going to blame our Tianyan Sect?"
Chu Xinglan shook his head. "It's useless for Senior Brother to get angry. I'm just delivering the message."
It turned out that His Majesty's handwritten letter stated that if the Tianyan Sect could not find out who was responsible within a month, the court would list the Tianyan Sect as a demon sect.
The garrisons of Jincheng and Yanyuntai were mobilized to encircle and suppress the sect, and a bounty order was issued.
Anyone who practices the Tianyan Sect’s magic can be killed by anyone.
"Chu Xinglan! Don't forget that you are also a cultivator of the Tianyan Sect!"
"It's okay not to."
"you!"
Chu Xinglan stood still, his expression as calm as ever.
"For the sake of our past friendship, let me remind you, Senior Brother, that His Majesty's words are his bond and he never makes empty threats.
From what I know about her, if you turn a blind eye, you can expect a large army to arrive in a month."
Jiang Wuya narrowed his eyes, clearly furious. "Are you planning to just sit there and watch the Tianyan Sect get insulted?"
“If Master were here, the sect wouldn’t have fallen apart, and it wouldn’t have developed to this point.
Now that my master is gone, I have no ties to the Tianyan Sect anymore. What happens to the sect has nothing to do with me."
"Alright!" Jiang Wuya shouted, "It has nothing to do with you, then hand him over."
Chu Xinglan sighed inwardly, she knew her senior brother too well.
It doesn't matter whether his anger is real or fake, he really wants it.
Perhaps using the ground plate to lock the sky plate is not enough, so he wants to try concentrating the power of the two plates.
But the owner of the Tianpan inherited his master's mantle, and Chu Xinglan would never give it up no matter what he said.
"After I die, the human disk will naturally return to the sect. Before that, Senior Brother, there is no need to have any delusions."
Chu Xinglan was determined, while Jiang Wuya's eyes became more and more dangerous.
The people around didn't notice anything unusual at all, but in fact the surging undercurrent could tear the streets here apart in an instant.
Jiang Wuya appears to be arrogant, but in fact he does not have much confidence.
Because of the characteristics of the human disk and the fact that he has been in charge of Fengjing for fourteen years, Chu Xinglan can compete with him at least in this city.
After a long time, he finally spoke:
“Tell the Empress that I can investigate the case, but my Tianyan Sect is not a puppet to be manipulated by others.
If you want me to do something, there’s always a price to pay…”
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