Yang Fan leaned over cautiously, gently pressed his ear to the door, and listened with bated breath, and heard someone inside snort heavily, "Why did you come after me waited so long?"
When Yang Fan heard this, his feet were empty, and he almost hit the empty door headlong, and then crashed into it.
He didn't know if these people who lived in the Yu family's old mansion knew immortal arts, but he had seen that superb martial arts, so he was extra careful when he approached the door, and he didn't expect to be discovered by the people inside.
In Yang Fan's opinion, this is simply impossible.
For those who practice martial arts, the five senses are indeed more sensitive than ordinary people, but it is impossible to reach the magical level imagined by laymen.
If a person's voice is similar to the movement of an ant walking, it is impossible to be heard, and if a person really has such magical ear power, then he would have died a long time ago, from the devastation of "noise".
"This old nun really has great magical powers," Yang Fan stood in shock.
He had already heard that the person who was asking was an old woman, and there were only three people living in the Yu family's old house, and there was only one woman among the three, except for the Jingguang Lao Ni from Hanoi who was from the Tang Dynasty in Hanoi and referred to Jiyuan, Henan, it could no longer be anyone else.
Yang Fan took three steps back, lightly straightened his clothes, and decided to meet Zhengda unknowingly.
He arched his hands, and was about to speak, when he heard another man in the room, this time a man's voice: "Is this still slow, I have to go around, just in case."
Besides, it's hard to cook.
Alright, this courtyard is empty, and there are no outsiders, so let's eat quickly. ” Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and dared to feel that this old nun was talking to others, causing him to think that he had discovered himself.
Yang Fan leaned over again, put his ear to the door, but did not hear the conversation between the two again, Yang Fan estimated that the two had entered the inner room, so he went around to the side and made up at random, in fact, it was impossible.
In the house of the dweller, the beams on the roof truss and the sandalwood are erected to lay the board, and the yellow mud of the straw is smeared on the board, and the thick layer of yellow mud will be paved with tiles, and the seams are tightly fitted to keep out the rain, and it is impossible to lift a tile to see the indoor situation, and if the roof only has tiles, there will be no one standing at all.
Yang Fan wanted to go around to the direction of the inner room and spy on the movement in the room.
When he went around to a window and looked at it, he couldn't help but cry out in secret.
This is a mullioned window, and the window is not pasted with window paper, but "Ming Tile".
The so-called "Ming Wa" is a kind of grinding thin oyster slice, the light transmission effect is less than half of the modern frosted glass, but at that time it was an excellent light transmission material.
If it was the kind of tough paper that could make an umbrella, he could stab a small hole with the tip of a knife to watch the movement in the house, and if the oyster slice was broken or pried off, the people there would have already found out and watched something.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and returned to the front room.
He pushed it slightly, and the door opened silently.
Although it has been uninhabited here for a long time, after the three "living immortals" moved in, Yu Haoran has done his best to repair and maintain their residence, and the door shaft has also been filled with oil, and it has been opened quietly.
Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and flashed in like a raccoon cat.
He had made up his mind that if he was discovered, he would say that he was here to thank him, he was a junior, and these seniors who played Rippi could not really see him as well.
The room is small, separated by a wooden screen between the inner and outer rooms.
The room is not big, the outhouse is the hall, only a pair of calligraphy and paintings, a low table, two couches, and there is not much space left.
The Yu family's old house is not without a big house, but now it is winter, the heating of the big house is not good, even if the kang is dished and the fire wall is built, it is difficult to be warm as spring, this room is not bad, as soon as you come in, there is a hot flow on the face.
The screen is all wooden, Yang Fan tiptoed to the side of the screen, quietly looked indoors, the inner room is slightly larger than the outer hall, there is a row of cabinets on the wall, and there is a fire kang on the side, Jingguang Lao Ni and Mo Le are sitting cross-legged on the kang.
It is said that the old nun, who only eats one rice or one sesame seed a day, has a food plate in front of her, and there is a big hoof in the plate, which is shining with oily light under the light, and the hoof has been gnawed by her for most of it, and the corners of her mouth and cheeks are greasy.
There was also a plate of Hu Biscuits next to him, and Jingguang Lao Ni, who had already gnawed off most of his hooves in one go, was not too hungry at this time, so he picked up a Hu Biscuit, took a bite of it gently, and by the way, wiped the greasy oil that flowed to his chin with the cake, and then lifted a tin wine jug, and did not pour it into the cup, but poured a big sip on the spout.
Moller scoffed, "You two are asking for your own trouble.
Saying that he knows how to do magic and can live forever has to brag, Wei Weishi boasted that he could open the valley, and he didn't need to eat and drink if he took three pills a day.
Anyway, one of the pills made of his rice flour is the size of a dragon's eye, and he can last for a while if he takes three pills.
You can blow better than him, and you say that you have a grain of rice a day and don't eat at noon.
Well, the saint spent a whole afternoon here today, and in the morning there were officers and soldiers who came here to search and guard, and I could fish and eat a lot of meat at noon, so you had to pretend to be a fairy there hungry and suffer by yourself."
Jingguang Lao Ni glared at him and said: "Do you know what, how can you make people believe that we are really people with great skills, you are a Hu person, you can be a big fish and meat, how can we become You said that the immortals there have seven emotions and six desires, will be jealous of others, will favor relatives, the lord of the heavenly realm can go down to earth to seduce a group of mortal women, give birth to a bunch of illegitimate children of demigods, when the son of the immortal can be slaughtered when Lao Tzu's immortal himself is the king of the gods, messy This is also called a fairy, if you say those nonsense in our place, If others don't beat you to death, it's okay, and they can still treat you as a guest."
The old nun of Jingguang persuaded him to take a bite of the Hu cake, gnawed on the pig's trotters, and said proudly: "Our oriental immortals are all ruthless and desireless, selfless, only drink fairy springs, only eat fairy fruits, live in the free heavens, and cultivate in the immortal cave mansion for hundreds of millions of years, this is the immortals."
We want people to believe that we are living immortals, how can we do it without a little effort" Moller muttered, "Such an immortal is like a stone, what do you do when you cultivate it?"
Jingguang Lao Ni ignored him, took another sip of wine, and asked, "Have you already rested from the Daoist of Shifang?"
Moeller said: "Not yet, the secret doors, mechanisms, and magic weapons prepared a few days ago have all been used in front of the female emperor today, and Wei Shifang said that he will lay down a few more magical powers just in case." ” Speaking of this, Moeller leaned forward and said a little nervously: "Jingguang, you really plan to stay in the capital as an official" Jingguang Lao Ni glanced at him and said, "How?"
Moeller rubbed his hands and said worriedly: "This time we deceived the emperor, I think we might as well fool the female emperor and deceive some gold and jade treasures to escape, our age is not young, we can still run for a few years, it is better to make a fortune and close the mountain." ” Holding a pig's trotter in one hand and a wine jug in the other, Jingguang Lao Ni glanced at him lightly and said disdainfully: "Cowardly waste" The bad handsome Li Yiqiao slept in his old in-law's Qin Huaide's house for a night until the next morning.
The morning bell rang on the gate of heaven close at hand, and the sound of bells and drums passed through the misty morning mist on the Luo River, and was clearly sent to every household in Jishanfang, and then the bells and drums in Jishanfang should also be remembered in harmony.
The morning bell rang 800 times, and at the beginning the time of the various squares was different, and after a while, they unified their pace, and the bells and drums of the whole city rang together into a huge wave, which woke up Li Yiqiao, who was sleeping in the incense.
But he woke up with a happy one, and the sound of the bell meant that the time for his promotion was approaching one day.
Li Yiqiao secretly prayed: "God bless, I hope that in the last two days before the old man's promotion, Jishanfang will be safe and sound, and there will be no accidents." ” God probably heard Li Yiqiao's prayer, today's Jishan Fang is still peaceful, Marquis Yu went to the old house early in the morning to ask the three masters for peace, and when he left, he was also smiling, the whole workshop was very peaceful, very happy, very peaceful, nothing happened.
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Early in the morning, Yang Fan rode to the criminal department, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made his handsome face even more charming.
After leaving the Yu family's old house in Jishanfang last night, he always wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect that a few charlatans actually hid it from him, which not only made him regard those three people as martial arts masters, but even wavered a little about Master Tai's statement.
Sure enough, it is like a mountain across the line, and the charlatans also have their own skills, which are not easy for laymen to see through.
Yang Fan didn't think about going to the emperor to expose this matter, if you want to talk about the scourge, Wu Sansi used the steel production of Datang for two years to build a useless Tianshu than these three illusion masters who wanted to cheat money and spend money; The cool officials in the Imperial Altar who are always thinking of showing their presence by harming others are a thousand times more powerful than these three liars.
He let the tiger not fight, can he go to fight the rats Moreover, these three rats are not easy to fight, if you want to expose them, you have to have evidence, if you let the emperor know that he Yang Fan questioned the emperor's choice, without the emperor's permission, secretly went to investigate the emperor's most honored guests, it would be more than worth the loss.
This morning, when he stepped across the Tianjin Bridge and turned towards the yamen of the Criminal Department, he turned his head to look at the old mansion of the Yu family on the opposite side of the Xingjin Bridge, and he smiled even more happily.
Since he memorized those three pages from Zhao Yu, he already had some understanding of Jiang Gongzi's dark forces in Luoyang, and he knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg.
He believed that Zhao Yu would not be able to know Jiang Gongzi's full strength in Luoyang, and he would not provide all the information he had to himself, but with these is enough, there is a saying called Shunteng touching melons.
Shen Mu had two requirements for him: first, he couldn't come forward to face Jiang Gongzi in person; The second is that you can't hit Jiang Gongzi's power in a targeted manner, which is equivalent to telling Jiang Gongzi that it was he Shen Mu who revealed Jiang Gongzi's details.
In that case, Jiang Gongzi will also do whatever it takes to expose the hidden forces of the Hidden Sect that he knows in all parts of the world, and the two major forces supported by the Shandong family will break the final bottom limit and start a desperate struggle, and will be severely punished by the strong men of the Shandong family.
At that time, whether it was to give an explanation to the brothers who destroyed their families and exterminated their clans because of their identities, or to show their innocence to the Shandong family, Shen Mu could only attack him.
So although Yang Fan has made a lot of preparations, he has not made a move yet.
Just walking on the road, when he turned his head and saw that the ethereal in the morning mist really looked like the old mansion of the Yu family, Yang Fan suddenly remembered a way.
He decided to go and worship God this afternoon To be continued: