Chapter 67
Si Liu floated in front of the mirror, looking left and right, only to see his handsome face, which had not lost a bit even after turning into a ghost. He turned his head and asked Rong Jing, "How can you tell that I'm a violent ghost?"
Rong Jing: "Your furious expression just now looked like you were going to not only smash their heads, but also blow up the entire world."
Si Liu felt a little guilty.
I didn't expect that this little zombie knew him so well.
Rubbing his nose, Si Liu decided to tell the truth: "Okay, I admit, for a second I did think about sending them to the underworld to see the King of Hell, but then I thought about the money I saved, and in the end I became a rational ghost."
Rong Jing: "So?"
Si Liu: "So I just beat them up and threw them in front of the gate of Fenping Police Station."
Then he said mysteriously, "But guess what? Zhao Ping said I was an evil ghost from outside and needed to register, but after I beat them all up, he started calling your name. It's obvious that he knows we're on the same side!"
Si Liu remembered it very clearly. At that time, he didn't want to pay attention to several people who were planning to leave. Zhao Ping gave his men a look, and those employees of the special department took out the magic weapons they carried with them as weapons and a stack of talismans, then surrounded him from four directions and stabbed at him without hesitation.
Unfortunately, those peach wood swords were like scrap metal in his eyes. They broke into pieces with a casual bend. The same was true for the talisman paper. They stuck to his body and turned into ashes after he crushed them with his fingers.
Zhao Ping clearly hadn't anticipated the demon's power. Frowning, his mind racing, he decisively raised his magical weapon seconds later and struck Si Liu again. The peach wood sword pointed directly at his forehead, but abruptly stopped just a few centimeters from reaching it. Zhao Ping tightened his grip on the peach wood sword, but the tip felt like it had hit a thick wall, unable to move forward.
Si Liu scoffed at his ability and scoffed at him rudely: "You're the director of a special department, and this is all you can do?"
Just this one sentence was like oil added to fire, completely igniting the anger in Zhao Ping's heart.
He stared at Si Liu and said coldly, "How dare you challenge our special department like this? Did Rong Jing teach you that, or did Chi Bai?"
Having said that, Si Liu understood everything.
He didn't want to waste any more time with Zhao Ping, so he kicked him away, then carried the five special department members, Tao Xian, and Shi Meng to the entrance of Fenping Police Station. He threw them like trash, and since he was so angry about Zhao Ping's provocation, he had no intention of hiding it. The sound of heavy objects dropping to the ground quickly attracted the attention of the police station staff.
Hiding in the shadows, Si Liu saw the police collect all the garbage before he turned and left.
"That's probably what's going on." Si Liu shrugged, then said firmly, "This Zhao Ping is here just to cause trouble."
"Then he is quite well-informed." Rong Jing muttered a few words with his hands supporting his chin, but did not take it seriously. After all, their purpose of coming to Yanhe was just to rescue Huai Xiao.
Yawning lazily, Rong Jing stood up and walked towards the bedroom, then said to Si Liu, "Don't worry about them. Senior, you've worked hard today, so go to bed early."
Si Liu, as a ghost, does not need to sleep, but he likes to live like a human being according to the human schedule.
Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "Good night."
Around ten o'clock the next morning.
Rong Jing woke up from her sleep, washed up, and walked out of the small western-style building. She received a good news and a bad news from the Huai family. The good news was that Huai Xiao had woken up. However, he was seriously injured and could not be visited yet, and could not say anything.
The bad news is that two uninvited guests came to the Huai family villa early this morning.
The other party claimed to be the director and employee of Fenping’s special department, and wanted to discuss something with Master Rong in detail.
Mr. Huai sat on the sofa, still dressed in his crimson Tang suit, leaning on a cane. Despite his age, his eyes were still sharp and full of brilliance. He looked calmly at the two people before him—Zhao Ping, the head of the special department, and Feng Ziang, an employee.
"You just said you had something to talk to Master Rong about? Excuse me, but I'd like to ask what it is specifically about."
"Since you know you're being presumptuous, you shouldn't ask any more questions." Zhao Ping's face was expressionless. "You just need to ask Rong Jing to come out and see us."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huai said, "I'm sorry, Master Rong took a flight back to Yancheng last night. If you two really want to find someone, you may have to go to Yancheng in person."
When Zhao Ping heard this, he almost laughed out loud.
He looked at Old Man Huai coldly, thinking that this old man really thought he was a fool. Even if he didn't want him to see Rong Jing, there was no need to find such a stupid excuse. After all, he knew very well whether Rong Jing had left Yancheng or not.
Mr. Huai was a highly respected figure in Cangyun, but Zhao Ping showed no intention of giving him face. He simply asked, "Has Rong Jing really returned to Yancheng? Mr. Huai, I hope you can tell us the truth and not interfere with our work. Otherwise, the consequences will be more than you can bear."
Facing Zhao Ping's threat, Mr. Huai remained calm and said, "If Minister Zhao doesn't believe me, why not check the flights from Yanhe to Yancheng? After all, it's easy for you, and there's no need for me to lie to you."
If the people who came at this moment were from Fenping Police Station, Grandpa Huai would have already asked someone to invite Rong Jing.
But last night, when Si Liu clashed with Zhao Ping and his group, the Huai family's two bodyguards witnessed the entire process. This morning, they reported everything that happened last night. Knowing that Zhao Ping had ill intentions, he would definitely not hand over the Rong Jing easily.
Mr. Huai didn't want to waste time talking to Zhao Ping. He stood up with the help of his cane and said to Zhao Ping, "Minister Zhao should also know what happened in my family. It's getting late, and I have to go to the hospital to visit my children and daughter-in-law. I'm afraid I don't have time to entertain Minister Zhao. I hope Minister Zhao will forgive me."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Ping to react, the butler beside the old man stepped forward, said "I'm sorry" with a smile on his face, but raised his hand honestly and made a "please" gesture, which fully expressed the meaning of driving him away.
The host had already kicked him out, but Zhao Pingruo still stayed and felt ashamed of himself.
With a forced smile, he said, "In that case, we won't bother the old man going to the hospital," and motioned his team members to follow him. But as he stepped out of the villa's living room door, he turned his head and said with a half-smile, "Old man, there are some things we need to make clear. Yanhe is a huge distance away from Yancheng. Even if Master Rong is very capable, he may not be able to arrive in time every time. By then..."
He deliberately dragged out the ending tone and lowered his voice.
Meeting the old man's dark eyes, he smiled and said, "Please don't ask our special department for help. After all, we have other important things to do."
Only after he uttered the last word and saw the butler beside the old man's face suddenly change, did Zhao Ping turn around and leave with satisfaction.
Gazing at the two men's backs, the housekeeper was furious. "This Minister Zhao is truly outrageous! The existence of the special department is to better handle supernatural events and help ordinary people. How come, in his hands, it has become a means of threatening ordinary people!"
How could such a person become the top leader of a special department? This is simply the biggest joke in the world!
The old man was calmer. He had lived for so many years and had seen all kinds of people, including Zhao Ping.
Pulling his lips, he sneered: "Don't pay attention to it, you stay and tell Master Rong the truth about Zhao Ping. I'll go to the hospital to see Xiaoxiao first."
The housekeeper nodded when he heard this: "I understand, you can go to the hospital without worry."
So, when Rong Jing arrived at the villa, the housekeeper told Rong Jing everything about Zhao Ping's early morning visit to the Huai family and his conversation with the old man. Rong Jing and the floating Si Liu looked at each other and both snorted in their hearts.
Is there something wrong with Zhao Ping?
Why are you staring at them all the time?
During the meal, Si Liu sat next to her and watched a TV series while asking Rong Jing, "Is this Zhao Ping holding a grudge against you because of Chi Bai?"
Or perhaps it was because Zhao Ping disliked Chi Bai, but now Chi Bai was far away in Yancheng, and Zhao Ping couldn't do anything about it. But now that Rong Jing, a member of Chi Bai's faction, had taken the initiative to come to him, Zhao Ping would definitely seize the opportunity to teach Rong Jing a lesson.
I guess in Zhao Ping's view, teaching Rong Jing a lesson would be a loss of face for Chi Bai.
Rong Jing listened to Si Liu's analysis and felt that he seemed to have forgotten the most important thing.
He took out his phone and sent a message in a group chat called 'Tianshi Top Team': We talked about the fight between Chi Bai and Zhao Ping before, who won in the end?
Xiaobai is the best in the world:?
Xiaobai is the best in the world: Are you doubting my fighting skills now? I have never lost a fight since I was a child / despise
A Qiu is handsome and elegant: Although, what he said this time is true.
A Qiu is handsome and cool: "And Zhao Ping was beaten so badly that time that he lost seven or eight teeth, including his two front teeth. Now he has all the new teeth installed, and I heard it cost over 100,000 yuan."
Rong Jing: “…”
He finally understood. No wonder Zhao Ping hated Chi Bai so much that he was unwilling to let go even Chi Bai's friend.
It turns out there is also a grudge for eight teeth.
Rong Jing imagined what it would be like if eight of his teeth were beaten out... Every time he lost a tooth, he cried bitterly in front of Xie Changshi, gasping for breath. If it weren't for Xie Changshi's good looks and his willingness to coax him into getting the best teeth, Xie Changshi would probably be drowned by his tears.
If eight teeth fall out, the Earth will explode and restart.
When Aqiu saw that Rong Jing did not reply, and saw that he suddenly asked about Zhao Ping, he seemed to have some guesses in his mind, so he took the initiative to ask: Is Zhao Ping here to cause trouble for you?
Rong Jing lowered his head, did not hide it, and sent a nodding emoticon.
Aqiu: “…”
He raised his eyes from the phone screen and looked at Chi Bai. He frowned and said, "I have already informed the police stations in Fenping and Yanhe. Why did someone notify Zhao Ping?"
Chi Bai also frowned.
But if you think about it carefully, if there are people who hate Zhao Ping, there will be people who flatter Zhao Ping.
"A few days ago, several ministers from special departments held a meeting and praised several members of our Yancheng team. Zhao Ping probably still takes it to heart." New hatred and old grudges, this unlucky guy Rong Jing is so unlucky!
Chi Bai quickly stood up from the chair, pushed it away and walked out.
Ah Qiu was stunned and asked him, "What are you doing?"
Chi Bai: "Call someone."
He is the deputy director of the special department of Yancheng. He cannot leave his post without permission, but it doesn't matter. Cangyun Province is so big, and there are more than one special department besides Fenping. He has a bad relationship with Zhao Ping, but the opposite is true with people in other special departments.
Of course, he believed very much in Rong Jing's ability, and if he faced Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping would be beaten up.
But after all, the other party has the backing of the head of a special department.
He was the one who brought this trouble to Rong Jing, so naturally he had to solve it.
While shaking hands, he sent a message to Rong Jing to apologize, and said: I will treat you to a meal when I come back to make amends.
Rong Jing didn't mind it much, after all, he hadn't met Zhao Ping yet. Turning his head to look at Si Liu, he replied decisively: "Please treat Senior Si to a meal."
Chi Bai sent an OK emoticon.
Putting down his phone, Rong Jing fed the last bun on the table, squinting his eyes in satisfaction. Si Liu's eyes shifted from the TV series and asked him, "What are your plans for today?"
"I'm going to Huaqingmen. Aqiu asked me to bring some local specialties to his sect."
"What happens after we go to Huaqing Gate?"
"Let's go to the hospital to see Xiaoxiao." Rong Jing keenly noticed that Si Liu seemed to have other plans, and blinked and asked him, "Senior Si, is there anything you want to do?"
Si Liu smiled with his eight teeth showing, the TV series page was scrolled away, and then he revealed what he was searching for: What are the specialties of Yanhe?
He said excitedly, "I've searched it, and it's definitely not an urn this time. We'll go to the specialty market and bring back some goodies."
"Would you two like to go to the specialty market?" The housekeeper, who was handing milk to Rong Jing, overheard their conversation and took the initiative to bring it up. Then, under their curious gazes, he smiled and said, "Then you should go to the specialty market east of Yanhe City. There are many fresh mountain products there, and the prices are fair. It's very popular with tourists."
Rong Jing was very interested when he heard this. He nodded repeatedly, smiled sweetly at the butler, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Butler." Then he said to Si Liu, "Then let's go to the specialty market after we see Xiaoxiao."
But the most important thing right now is to complete Aqiu's instructions.
After finishing the milk the housekeeper had brought, Rong Jing, carrying his bags, arrived at Huaqing Gate, located west of Yanhe River, accompanied by the Huai family's driver. According to the housekeeper, Huaqing Gate was very famous in Yanhe River. During festivals and on Saturdays and Sundays, many people would go to Huaqing Gate to pay homage to the ancestors. Hearing this, Rong Jing couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then why doesn't Mr. Huai go to Huaqing Gate and ask a Taoist priest to come and take a look?"
Aqiu came from Huaqing Sect. Rong Jing had already seen Aqiu's abilities, so he could naturally guess that the Taoists in Huaqing Sect were definitely not ordinary people.
If Huai Wenmin had invited a Taoist priest from Huaqing Sect at that time, he might have been able to find Huai Xiao faster.
But the housekeeper said, "Huaqing Sect closed its doors three days ago."
Rong Jing was slightly surprised: "What's going on?"
The local people only knew that there was a notice posted at the gate of Huaqing Gate, which read "Huaqing Gate needs to be closed for a period of time." However, the Huai family had been to Huaqing Gate because of Huai Xiao's matter, and therefore knew three-tenths of the secret.
"I heard something happened inside Huaqingmen."
Something happened internally?
Could it be related to Han Yu’s master?
After all, Aqiu said that they haven't found each other yet.
Rong Jing had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he was still thinking about this problem while sitting in the car. He even sent a message to Aqiu, but Aqiu couldn't explain it clearly, so he hurriedly called his contact.
Huaqing Gate is backed by a mountain and has a magnificent architecture, a large scale and a compact layout.
Two majestic stone lions stand in front of the grand but old gate. The lions' eyes seem to be inlaid with some jade, which is black but shiny, making the stone lions look even more real.
In the center of the stone lion, the vermilion gate was closed tightly, and the notice mentioned by the housekeeper had one corner tilted up and was swaying in the wind.
Although Si Liu was an evil spirit, he had been a favorite of the ancestor in his lifetime. Unfazed by the statues enshrined within the Taoist temple, he leaped up and perched on the high wall to observe the scene within. However, the interior of Huaqing Gate was filled with numerous halls and covered a vast area, so he couldn't see many people. Si Liu curled his lips and floated down again.
Rong Jing raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The dong dong dong sound seemed to be amplified and quickly spread into the distance.
After waiting for about three minutes, hurried footsteps were finally heard from inside, and then the door creaked open from the inside, revealing the figure of a young man wearing a Taoist robe and his long hair stood up by a wooden hairpin.
The man opened the door and first saw a pair of dark eyes, then saw Rong Jing's beautiful face. He moved his gaze back and saw several large sacks on his shoulders, and finally confirmed -
This is the good friend that their junior brother mentioned.
But he still asked one more question: "Master Rong Jingrong?"
Being called Master by his peers, Rong Jing subconsciously became a little more modest: "Just call me Rong Jing. I'll help Qiu bring you some Yancheng specialties."
"Hello, Master Rong, you can call me Hengyi." Hengyi's fingers tapped the door, as if he wanted to invite someone in, but he hesitated. Finally, he took a deep breath, took a step back, and said to him, "Please come in."
Rong Jing did not miss his strange movements, but did not say much. He just walked in with the sack.
Si Liu followed and floated behind him.
Hengyi offered to help Rongjing reduce the weight. Rongjing looked at his thin body and thought uncertainly - can Aqiu's senior brother really lift it?
But in order to prevent Hengyi from thinking that he was looking down on him, Rong Jing obediently picked the lightest sack and handed it over.
Hengyi smiled and reached out to take it.
Next second.
With a bang, he knelt on his knees.
He stared at the sack in astonishment, his expression a little dull: "This..."
Rong Jing blinked: "I don't know what's inside either. Aqiu didn't tell me."
But these sacks were definitely overweight when they were put on the plane. I heard that Huai Wenmin paid a lot of money to make up for it.
Hengyi: “…”
He pointed at the three sacks behind Rong Jing's shoulder: "What about these...?"
Rong Jing: "A little heavier."
Hengyi: “…”
Who is this friend of Aqiu? How can he carry so many pockets on his back so easily?
Hengyi gritted his teeth and decided to save the Taoist temple's reputation. He lifted the sack up with force, and it deflated with a puff.
Hengyi: “…”
So embarrassing.
Rong Jing coughed lightly and decisively threw the sack onto his back: "Come on, I'll take it to you."
A faint blush appeared on Hengyi's fair face. He felt a little embarrassed and apologetically said to Rongjing, "I'm really sorry. Our Taoist temple has had some accidents these past few days. My fellow disciples have been busy with other things and haven't had time to entertain you. I hope you don't mind."
Rong Jing could have just said "it's okay", put the things on the ground, completed the task assigned by Aqiu, and returned to the hospital to visit Xiaoxiao.
But he and Si Liu exchanged a glance and asked, "Are you looking for people from Tao Ziguan?"
As soon as he said this, Hengyi was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something.
By the way, when his junior fellow apprentice brought back the news, he mentioned that the news came from a good friend. Could this good friend and the person in front of him... be the same person?
Although Hengyi had always stayed at the temple, he was somewhat familiar with Aqiu's life outside. Aqiu was the youngest in the Huaqing Sect. When he first left the temple, he would frequently call his fellow disciples, repeating the same small details several times. Even now that he was older, he kept this habit, frequently sending WeChat messages and video chats to Hengyi about his life in the special department.
Over time, Hengyi came to know that Aqiu's friends were only those in the special departments.
The current Rong Jing is the only one he has never seen before.
Thinking of this, he took the initiative to ask, "Did Master Rong tell Ah Qiu that someone from Taozi Temple was hiding in Huaqing Gate?"
Rong Jing nodded.
Heng Yi thought to himself that it was indeed so, then turned his gaze elsewhere, sighed, and decided to tell the truth: "To be honest, it is the people who are checking Tao Ziguan."
Hearing this, Rong Jing said tactfully, "I remember you were investigating it a long time ago."
Hengyi: “…”
He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and thought, didn't he find out?
Hengyi stared at Rong Jing for a long time and was about to speak when he saw a figure coming out of the temple next door. When the other person saw Hengyi and Rong Jing, he blurted out Rong Jing's name.
Meeting Rong Jing and Heng Yi's puzzled eyes, Yuan Jing said, "I just finished talking to Qiu on the phone."
I see.
So the two-person group became a three-person group. Upon hearing Hengyi say Rong Jing was interested in the affairs of the Taoist temple, Yuan Jing didn't intend to hide anything and said frankly, "I'm ashamed to say that we haven't been able to find out anything yet. We even doubted the authenticity of the news. But just three days ago, Senior-Martial Uncle Changhe, who was in seclusion, was suddenly seriously injured and hasn't woken up yet. We suspected it was the man from Taozi Temple. To prevent him from escaping, we simply closed the Taoist temple and conducted a thorough investigation."
Rong Jing nodded and asked again: "Is there any news?"
Yuan Jing continued to shake his head. "When Uncle Changhe got into trouble, there were only five people who had contact with him. However, all five of them had entered Huaqing Sect a long time ago. Logically, they couldn't possibly be from Taozi Monastery. We also considered whether they might have used talismans like transformation talismans, but... I'm really ashamed that we couldn't tell."
Can't you see?
Rong Jing blinked: "Can't the other elders see it too?"
Yuan Jing said bluntly, "Of all the elders in the Taoist temple, only Uncle Changhe is still here. Our Grandmaster is in seclusion, so it's inconvenient to disturb him. The other uncles seemed to have received some news and left the temple three days ago."
In other words, the entire Huaqing Sect is now composed of young people.
...No wonder Han Yu’s master suddenly took action.
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