The Haicheng Naval Patrol Battalion is located on a small island in the Navy Camp.
"Dad Li, look at the small island where the patrol camp is located in the distance.
Does it look like a turtle?"
"Yes, the Heavenly Master is indeed very similar," Old Man Li replied in surprise.
"This small island should be called Turtle Island," Xin Yun said with a smile.
The boss of the ship heard the conversation between the three and interjected.
"A few guest officials have good eyesight.
This small island looks like a turtle, and the locals call it Turtle Island."
"Listen to what the ship boss said, this Turtle Island has other names," Xin Yun asked curiously.
"Of course, Turtle Island is just its common name, and it also has an official name called Diling Island."
"Why is it called Diling Island?"
Xin Yun continued to ask.
"Sir, I don't know about this," the captain said with a smile.
"The turtle is one of the four spirits that the ancients called it.
This island is also part of the mainland, so it is appropriate to call it an earth spirit."
Qingfeng sighed calmly.
"Alas, sir, I must be full of knowledge after hearing what you say."
The captain of the ship carefully looked up and down Qingfeng.
He always felt that the shabby clothes were incompatible with the identity of the young man in front of him.
Qingfeng saw the boat boss's doubts, and then replied with a smile.
"Boss, thank you for your praise.
I just went to private school for a few days, nothing like what you said."
The boat boss shook his head repeatedly and smiled without saying a word.
The official ship towed the captain's passenger ship and parked it near the dock of Diling Island.
Several officers and soldiers asked the four people to disembark and walk towards the island.
The scenery on this Diling Island is as spiritual as its name.
Under the cover of green trees, an antique archway stands in it, with five powerful characters written on it: Haicheng Cruise Camp.
After entering the archway, everyone is greeted What you see is a large house with more than a dozen rooms.
Although there are no carved beams or paintings, it is still neat.
On both sides of the big house are several rows of bungalows.
The leading officer and soldier led Qingfeng and the other four people into a compartment in the big room.
There was a desk inside, and a white-faced civil servant was sitting at attention.
"Sir, when I was leading an inspection in my humble position, I found high explosives on the boat they were on and immediately brought them back.
Please investigate carefully," the leading officer and soldier reported to the white-faced civilian official.
"You must be high explosives," the white-faced civil servant asked.
"Sir, the humble officers have checked it out, and there must be nothing wrong with it," the leading officer and soldier replied.
The white-faced scholar nodded, motioned for the leading officers and soldiers to stand behind him, and began to question Qingfeng and the other four.
"Who is the owner of this ship?"
"Replying to the Lord is a common people's boat" "Do you know what high explosives are for?"
the white-faced civil servant continued to ask.
"The common people only know the gunpowder used to make firecrackers, but they never know the high explosives adults are talking about," the boat boss said innocently.
The white-faced civil servant smiled coldly and said again.
"I tell you honestly, this high explosive is a contraband used by the Revolutionary Party to plot rebellion.
It is much more powerful than the black powder used to make firecrackers.
Your clay pot of high explosive can blow up these houses in an instant Everything is turned upside down" After the white-faced civil servant finished speaking, he made a terrible sign of explosion with his hands.
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"Sir, you are wrong that the clay pot does not belong to the common people at all," the boat boss explained hurriedly.
"But when something appears on your body, do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?"
the white-faced civil servant asked.
Ever since the contraband was discovered on the ship, the captain's mind has been in chaos.
"Sir, the young one is really unjust."
"Just calm down and think about it carefully.
I will interrogate the others first."
After the white-faced civil servant finished speaking, he picked up the brush on the desk and started taking notes.
"Name, where is this person coming to Haicheng, and what is your job?"
The civil servant looked up at Qingfeng and asked.
"Reporting to your lord, my poor name is Qingfeng.
I came to Haicheng to seek justice," Qingfeng replied calmly.
The ship boss on the side widened his eyes, finally understanding Qingfeng's true identity.
"Oh, you are a disciple of Xuanmen," the white-faced civil servant asked as he looked Qingfeng up and down again.
"Yes, Pindao has been learning Taoism from a teacher since he was a child."
"Then why are you dressed so shabbily?"
the white-faced civil servant asked with suspicion.
"Sir, it's a long story.
Pindao dressed up like this to avoid being chased by his enemies," Qingfeng replied seriously.
The white-faced civil servant burst into laughter upon hearing Qingfeng's words.
"The Taoist Master is really good at joking.
It's really ridiculous that a monk would have enemies."
"Sir, what the Heavenly Master said is completely true," Old Man Li couldn't wait to step forward and explain to Qingfeng.
"It's not your turn to speak yet, don't interrupt in front of me," the white-faced civil servant shouted displeased.
"The Buddha even has an uncle called Dapeng.
Living in this world, a poor man will inevitably make people annoying and accumulate hatred."
Qingfeng replied calmly.
"The Heavenly Master is really eloquent and eloquent.
In view of the revelation of the Wucheng rebellion, I have to look at you differently again."
What surprised Qingfeng was that the white-faced civil servant in front of him accidentally mentioned the incident in Wucheng.
"Sir, Pindao is just an ordinary Xuanmen disciple.
Why do you make Sir look at Pindao so differently?"
Qingfeng asked in response.
"The rebellion in Wucheng is not a secret matter now.
I might as well tell you that among the people who caused the rebellion with Chen Tingting, the governor of Wucheng, there was an old Taoist named Xunwu.
That Taoist was also as eloquent and well-spoken as you.
To be on the safe side, I really need to check your details carefully.
If something goes wrong, I cannot bear the responsibility for this dereliction of duty."
The white-faced civil servant said coldly.
"Then Pindao will wait for the adults to investigate in detail, but don't delay for too long.
Pindao came to Haicheng and made an appointment to meet an old friend," Qingfeng said politely.
"Taoist Master, please wait for your name."
The white-faced civil servant continued to question Xin Yun.
"Sir, I am the disciple of Master Qingfeng.
My name is Xin Yun."
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The white-faced civil servant nodded and motioned for Xin Yun to stand aside.
Then he began to interrogate Old Man Li.
"You just said that Master Qingfeng was telling the truth.
Why are you so sure?"
the white-faced civil servant asked.
"Because" Qingfeng on the side immediately signaled Old Man Li to respond cautiously with his eyes.
"Why are you hesitating and speaking quickly in front of me?"
the white-faced civil servant urged.
"Because the Heavenly Master said some fair words for me, Old Man Li, the big family who bullied me would not forgive me.
We wanted to come to Haicheng Governor Zhang's house to redress our grievances, but the big family sent people to stop us from coming to Haicheng.
In desperation, , Old man, I asked the Heavenly Master to wear some old clothes, and then I came to this sea city without being noticed by the big family."
Old Man Li's words made Qingfeng breathe a sigh of relief, but the white-faced civil servant's expression became more solemn: