Nightwatcher

"National teacher, national teacher?"

The veiled woman yelled a few times, and found that Luo Yuheng's face was dull and his eyes were loose, like a jade beauty. Beauty is beautiful, but there is no agility.

The veiled woman reached out to push, but was blocked by a wall of air.

In the outer city, a small courtyard.

A gloomy light that ordinary people can't capture descends and falls in the courtyard, turning into a beautiful woman in a black Taoist robe and a lotus crown on her head.

She has almond eyes and peach cheeks, beautiful facial features, black and beautiful hair, and the loose Taoist robe can't hide the proud and straight chest.

Luo Yuheng pushed the door open and entered, and saw an old man with gray hair lying on the bed with a peaceful face.

She concentratingly sensed it, and stretched out her plain hand from the loose Taoist robe, and grabbed it suddenly.

After a few breaths, a slightly illusory figure returned from a distance, was caught in the palm of her hand, and with a wave of her sleeve, it shot into the old Taoist body.

Daoist Jin Lian opened his eyes, sat up cross-legged, and said helplessly, "I'm already on my way back."

Saying that, Priest Jin Lian looked at Luo Yuheng's tall and convex figure, and said: "Junior Sister even Yangshen is out of her body, so urgent, what's the matter?"

Luo Yuheng didn't talk nonsense, and asked straightforwardly: "Have you watched the fight today?"

Priest Jinlian nodded.

"The Confucian carving knife appeared."

Priest Jinlian hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Let me ask you, who exactly is Xu Qi'an." Luo Yuheng took a step forward, his eyes shining brightly.

"An ordinary person." Daoist Jin Lian hesitated in his answer.

"Can an ordinary person use a Confucian carving knife?" Luo Yuheng sneered.

Daoist Jinlian frowned and remained silent.

After a long time, he slowly said: "When I met him back then, I saw that he was a man of great fortune, so I gave him fragments of the book from the ground, and used his fortune to avoid Zilian's pursuit.

"Afterwards, I investigated his identity and found it a bit strange. Whether it was Li Miaozhen, Chu Yuanzhen or others, when I gave them the fragments of the Earth Book, they had almost already gained momentum.

"Only Xu Qi'an is in the refinement realm, and his family background is even more mediocre, so where is the blessing? Heh, the blessing is either doing good deeds, or being blessed by his ancestors. He doesn't take both.

Luo Yuheng listened patiently without interrupting.

"Later, something happened that made me realize that his situation was wrong. Once, this kid exposed himself in the fragments of the book from the ground, saying that he picked up money every day, and wanted to know the reason."

Hearing this, Luo Yuheng couldn't help it: "This is not a blessing."

Daoist Jin Lian stared at her with deep and bright eyes, and said word by word: "This is luck, the luck of the heavens."

Despite some guesses, Luo Yuheng's pupils shrank suddenly after being confirmed by Daoist Jinlian.

Xu Qi'an woke up faintly, with pain all over his body, especially in his neck, and a burning pain came out.

He turned his eyes and glanced at the surrounding scene. The white bed curtain, the brocade quilt embroidered with lotus leaves, and the simple but elegant furnishings sat an old man in a Confucian shirt at the round table in the outer hall.

The gray hair of the old man in the Confucian shirt hangs down in a mess, the Confucian shirt is loose, the gray beard has not been trimmed for a long time, and the whole person exudes a "mourning" atmosphere.

Who is this cynic? Doubt flashed in Xu Qi'an's heart.

"You're awake," the cynical old man got up and said with a smile, "I'm Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy."

The dean of Yunlu Academy resigned from the past and said that the dean of the academy is the Confucian third-rank Li Mingjing! Xu Qi'an straightened up immediately, cupped his hands and said:

"It turned out to be the dean. The dean has an extraordinary temperament, elegant and restrained. He is really a respected elder."

After a pause, he said, "Why is the dean in my room?"

Dean Zhao Shou didn't answer, his eyes fell on his right hand, and Xu Qi'an realized that he was holding the carving knife all the time.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then had a guess: Is this carving knife from Yunlu Academy? That's right, apart from Yunlu Academy, what other system can contain Haoran's righteousness.

"This carving knife is the treasure of my academy. You hold it in your hand all the time. No one can take it away. I can only wait here for you to wake up and ask you something by the way."

After Zhao Shou finished speaking, he glanced at the ancient carving knife again, his eyes seemed to say: Still holding it? The younger generation is not sensible at all.

Xu Qi'an offered it with both hands.

Zhao Shou didn't answer, but glanced at the table.

Xu Qi'an, who understood, threw the carving knife on the table with a bang.

Zhao Shou frowned, bowed quickly, and bowed to the carving knife three times, then took out a wooden box from his sleeve, and put the carving knife in it.

"Master Xu, do you know the origin of the carving knife?" Zhao Shou smiled.

Xu Qi'an's heart moved slightly, and he boldly guessed: "Yasheng's carving knife?"

Zhao Shou shook his head: "This is a sage's carving knife."

Is the saint's carving knife that saint? Is it a saint beyond grade? That, can the carving knife let me touch it for a while?

"Since the passing of Yasheng, this carving knife has been silent for more than a thousand years. Even if future generations can use it, they can't wake it up. I didn't expect it to come out of the box today to help Master Xu."

Zhao Shou looked at Xu Qi'an intently, and said in a deep voice, "I have to mention something to Mr. Xu face to face."

Xu Qi'an's heart sank, he had a premonition, got up from the bed, bowed and bowed: "Please give advice to the principal."

"impossible, impossible"

Luo Yuheng kept shaking his head, his two delicate and slender eyebrows furrowed tightly, and retorted:

"I have been in contact with him many times. If he has good luck, I can't not detect it. How could my Renzong not detect it?"

Daoist Jin Lian asked back: "What if the secret is blocked? Now you go to see Xu Qi'an again, and you won't notice anything unusual about him."

"You mean supervisor?" Luo Yuheng took a deep breath, and the frowning posture was also very beautiful. With the frown between the brows, the eyes were as sharp as a knife:

"Didn't you investigate Xu Qi'an, he is a small silver gong, and his ancestors have no known figures, how can he bear the burden of luck?"

"Sorry, I haven't figured this out." Daoist Jin Lian got up from the bed, walked to the table and sat down, poured two glasses of water, and signaled Luo Yuheng to take a seat.

The female national teacher ignored it.

She doesn't have time to drink tea now.

Luo Yuheng thought for a long time, and then suddenly said: "If the warlock blocked the secret, it stands to reason that you can't see his fate at all. The supervisor is laying out the grass snake gray line. He doesn't want others to know, and others will never know. This is a first-grade warlock."

"What you can think of, I naturally thought of it." Daoist Jin Lian sipped his tea with a calm tone: "Some time ago, I found that his fortune had disappeared, so I went to have a look.

"It was discovered that the supervisor blocked the heaven's secrets and covered up his specialness. I knew at the time that this matter was unusual, and Xu Qi'an was hiding a huge secret behind him.

"That day I left Xu's mansion and walked to the Eight Diagrams Platform of the Observatory of Stars, where I met the supervisor."

"What did he say?" Luo Yuheng narrowed his beautiful eyes.

"Well water does not violate river water." Priest Jin Lian said in a deep voice.

The Luomei man with a protruding figure remained silent for a long time, gritted his white teeth, and said: "The dynasty's luck has plummeted, and it really has something to do with Si Tianjian."

Daoist Jin Lian frowned: "What do you mean?"

Luo Yuheng finally sat down at the table, picked up the teacup, pursed the rim of the cup with her delicate red lips, took a sip, and said: "A few years ago, Wei Yuan once came to Lingbao Temple, pointed at my nose and scolded the troublesome woman.

"He said that His Majesty has practiced Taoism for twenty years, and the power of the country has been declining day by day. The tax money and granaries of the states are often unable to collect, the people are in poverty, and corrupt officials are rampant.

"All this is caused by me bewitching His Majesty to practice Taoism for my own practice, and causing His Majesty to neglect his administration."

Is not it? Daoist Jinlian slandered inwardly.

"From then on, I suddenly realized that the luck of the dynasty was beginning to be lost, and it was difficult for people to detect it. If Wei Yuan had the talent for governing the country and was familiar with civil affairs, he was the first to notice it and gave me a blow. I'm afraid I would have to do it again It took a few years to find out."

After listening, Daoist Jin Lian nodded and reminded: "Don't talk so much, this is the site of the supervisor, maybe he has been listening to our conversation."

"No way," Luo Yuheng pouted, and said confidently, "He can't hear it."

This is not a question of whether he can hear it, but a question of I don't want to participate in this shitty thing. Daoist Jin Lian is full of wisdom off topic:

"If, I mean if, Xu Qi'an really has luck, will you double cultivate with him?"

Luo Yuheng's expression froze again.

"Do you know why the sage's carving knife came out of the box? Why, except for the sub-sage, the people of later generations can only use it and cannot wake it up?" Zhao Shoulian asked two questions.

I'm just a vulgar martial artist! Dean Xu Qi'an shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

The dean didn't hold back, and said in a deep voice: "Luck is not enough. This carving knife is used by saints. With it, saints carved "Spring and Autumn", "Ritual", "Le", "Yi" and so on. .

"Those who are not condensed with great luck in the world cannot use it."

In these words of the dean, Xu Qi'an finally solved the doubts that had plagued him for a long time. His strange luck was actually luck.

Picking up silver every day, isn't this the child of luck? Picking up one coin a day gradually turns into picking up three coins a day, and picking up five coins a day is still a luck that can be upgraded.

No, it's not so much an upgrade, it's better to say that it slowly revived in my body Xu Qi'an felt heavy in his heart.

There is a reason for him to think so. As his rank increases, his luck becomes better and better. At first glance, it seems that luck is upgrading, but how can this thing still upgrade?

The only explanation is that the luck in his body is slowly recovering.

But I'm just a child from an ordinary family in the capital, and my Xu family is just an ordinary family. My second uncle and biological father are from vulgar warriors, and I'm a big-headed soldier.

Unless I am not a cub of the Xu family.

This suspicion has existed before, because there is a licking dragon and a spirit dragon in the palace, who are very fond of him. Daoist Jinlian said that Linglong only likes people with purple energy.

Xu Qi'an thought to himself at the time, ouch, it's over, I'm still thinking about Huaiqing's beauty, I can't be the illegitimate son of a prince of the royal family who is among the people.

But Xu Qi'an's face before the "plastic surgery" is quite similar to Xu Ershu's. From a genetic point of view, the two are related by blood.

He, Xu Qi'an, is the son of the Xu family, the heir of brother Xu Pingzhi. Even Xu Pingzhi's illegitimate child is still a child of the Xu family.

The essence remains the same.

So, where's the luck?

Dean Zhao Shouwen said: "This air luck is mysterious and mysterious, but it really exists. There are three things related to air luck in Kyushu: first, Confucianism; second, magicians; third, human emperors.

"The third party is not limited to Dafeng, so is the Witch God Sect and the Buddhism of the Western Regions. As for the northern and southern barbarians, the former tribes are scattered and have not been unified. The latter tribes are sparse in number and cannot gather luck."

Confucianism probably has nothing to do with me, otherwise the dean wouldn't beeping with me. Well, there are only two reasons for my luck: the royal family and Sitianjian.

If I were the heir of the royal family, it would be over, Lin'an and Huaiqing would be my sisters, or cousins. However, Linglong's attitude shows that I am unlikely to be the heir of the royal family. Compared to an illegitimate child who lives in the common people, shouldn't the prince and daughter who are rooted and young should be licked more.

Besides, I didn't see Mount Mounted and Huai Qing pick up money every day.

Now my relationship with Lin'an is growing steadily, and my relationship with Huaiqing is also good, and I have become a viscount myself, and if I mention the viscount to the earl in the future, I will have the hope of marrying the princess.

In any case, I can't have any blood relationship with the royal family.

Combining the attitude and performance of the supervisor in the past, Xu Qi'an suspected that this matter was mostly related to Si Tianjian, no, it was related to the supervisor.

Seeing that he seemed to have figured something out, the dean Zhao Shou said with a smile: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

What do you want to ask? Dean, Xu Qi’an’s gun will never fall. Do you think this sentence is feasible? Let me know if you can. Xu Qi said in peace.

On the surface, he shook his head: "No, thank you Dean for clarifying."

Zhao Shou nodded: "The eunuch in the palace has been waiting outside for a long time, please invite him in, Your Majesty has something to ask you."

The eunuch in the palace?

After Xu Qi'an pondered for a while, he knew the purpose of the eunuch looking for him.

During the fighting, he displayed his supernatural power twice, cutting through the "eight bitter formation" and the "vajra formation", both of which were explosions beyond the limit of his strength.

Although some "smart people" would speculate that the supervisor was secretly helping, routine inquiries were unavoidable.

Moreover, Xu Qi'an glanced at Zhao Shou, the first two swords could still throw the pot to the supervisor, but the appearance of the carving knife from the academy, which smashed the Buddha's realm, was beyond the control of the supervisor.

Emperor Yuan Jing is an emperor with a strong desire to control, he will not turn a blind eye to these details. If I do not deal with it well, I may be in trouble and expose some things that should not be exposed. For example, the carving knife was summoned by me.

Xu Qi'an put on his clothes and sable hat, and went to the hall with the dean Zhao Shou.