Rebirth: How to tease the leader of the Demon Cult

Duan Yange held his breath, gently opened the door and went out, and walked slowly to the front street, and as expected, he saw five or six people walking quietly on the roof, occasionally stumbling and making violent noises, it was really disturbing It is difficult to know.

Seeing this situation, Duan Yange actually let go of his thoughts slightly. This at least shows that these gangsters are interested in their money and want to come here to rob, not that Guan Qingyue has already discovered their whereabouts.If it is the latter, it will cause too much trouble.

Duan Yange smiled slightly, flew on the cornice and said loudly: "Since you are here, you should say hello, what do you guys think?"

Those people were concentrating on controlling their balance, when they heard a voice suddenly, they were so frightened that they almost fell off the roof. When they stabilized their bodies and looked up, they found that standing in front of them was a man who was thinner than them. Many men have extremely mediocre faces, but their temperament is unusual.Judging by their stature, these big men are not afraid.It's just that when I saw someone standing on the cornice with one foot very easily, I felt a little scared in my heart.After all, the few of them couldn't even walk safely.

But if you lose, you don't lose. There are five of them anyway, so they can't even deal with this one.The big man walking in front winked at the few people behind him. They were probably used to walking at night, so they could see their boss's eyes clearly even in this dark night.But Duan Yange's night vision is not bad either.Seeing the boss's actions like this, he knew that they were going to do something.

Sure enough, several people straightened up their backs and came towards Duan Yange at the same time, but their feet were still unstable, and their faces were full of panic after all.Duan Yange stood where he was, with a faint smile on his face, and he never moved a step.Those people tried their best to control their swaying bodies, and moved towards him at a speed they thought was relatively fast.

It's just that when they arrived at Duan Yange's side, they all slipped and fell off the roof one after another, and then there were cries of pain one after another.The smile on Duan Yange's face deepened. It seems that the night in Mobei is indeed very cold. The wine was frozen so quickly, but the most important thing is the condensed ice that Mu Changfeng sprinkled when he left. Bar.

Turning down from the roof, Duan Yange stood in front of the boss waving his fan, lowered his head slightly and asked, "It feels good to fall from the roof."

The boss hugged his leg and screamed, he probably broke it.The other few people were no better than them, they were all groaning/groaning, looking very pitiful with mournful faces.

Because it was too cold at night, there were no pedestrians on the road. After waiting for a long time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran over from there.Duan Yange reached out to stop him, gave him a tael of silver and a jade pendant, and said, "Go to the Yancheng government office and ask your magistrate to come, give him the jade pendant, and say that I will wait for him here."

The young man took the silver and put it in his mouth, bit it, and quickly said: "Okay, okay." After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

Yancheng is small, so the government office is not far from here, and Duan Yange told the magistrate with a jade pendant that he is a powerful person, so the magistrate came very quickly.But after half a stick of incense, he hurried over and didn't even wear his belt neatly.When he came up, he knelt down and said: "I don't know that there is a distinguished guest coming. If I miss it, I hope the young master will forgive me."

"Get up." Duan Yange raised his hand and said, "Don't tell anyone about this, just call me Mr. Zhao." Zhao Chongfeng, I can only borrow your name for another use.

"Yes, yes, yes." The magistrate immediately said, and then his eyes finally caught sight of the few people who were still moaning beside him.I took a photo with the lantern in my hand and found that it was those few who often committed crimes.

"My lord, what's your surname?" Duan Yange looked at the lord in front of him. He should be 50 years old, with white hair protruding from the sideburns and many wrinkles on his face.

The magistrate hurriedly said, "Mian's surname is Zhang."

Duan Yange smiled slightly, and pointed at the old Daoist with his fan: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, aren't these little thieves too good at martial arts?"

"No, no." The prefect surnamed Zhang immediately said.

"Okay, then is there any noble person behind them?" Duan Yange asked again.

"No, no." The magistrate replied, waving his hands.

The smile on Duan Yange's face deepened, but his tone became stern: "Then why don't you catch it?! If you are not good at martial arts, it's not that you are incapable of catching it. If there is no one behind you, it's not that you can't catch it. Then why keep these things? Are you waiting for the chopping board during the Chinese New Year?!"

"Yes, yes, yes," the magistrate was so frightened that his legs could not stand still, he immediately said: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, the lower officials will arrest you immediately, and you will arrest me immediately." Step forward and arrest several people.

Duan Yange walked up to the magistrate and said, "Let the yamen servant go first, I have something to tell you."

The magistrate waved his hand, and immediately asked the yamen servant to take the prisoner to leave first. Duan Yange stepped forward and patted the prefect's shoulder as a comfort to him, and then said: "I know why you didn't arrest him. If you are an official, you don't want to be promoted. To get rich. You have no future and no money as the leader of a city in this barren land. Even if you arrest people, it is of no use, so let it go, right?"

"Young Master Zhao Mingjian!" The magistrate immediately knelt down and said, "I have been the magistrate of Yancheng here for nearly ten years, and the money I got is not half of that of the magistrate of Jiangnan. I was actively dealing with this Yancheng a few years ago. All things, I hope that one day this place will be improved, and it will also give me a foothold to be promoted and make a fortune." The prefect sighed, and tightened the fur cloak that he hastily put on his body: "In those years, I caught a lot of such people. People who reported to the imperial court did not pay any attention to them. They even decided whether to keep them or kill them. It is useless to arrest them. There is a disaster here, and there may not be any relief funds. The imperial court needs to give me more salary. Mr. Zhao, in all fairness, am I thankless for my hard work?"

Duan Yange nodded, although what the magistrate later did was inhumane, it is a pity that there is a cause and effect after all. If the court rewarded and punished, he would not have made the magistrate like this, and this Yancheng would not have ended up like this the point.

"Since I am doing well and doing poorly, I am always like this, and I have to work hard to do well, so why should I do this? It is better to treat this deserted and extremely cold place as a place for the elderly, and live a good life. Half of my life is enough. If Minger enters the Palace of the King of Hades, I can be regarded as an official at any rate."

Duan Yange patted him on the shoulder and said, "But now, it's no longer a foolish king who dominates the world, and our new emperor is not like the former emperor."

The prefect suddenly raised his head and asked, "Really?"

The change of master in the world is naturally known by the whole world, but they don't care who the emperor will be in a place like Yancheng, which is beyond their reach.All they want is to be able to eat their fill, that's all.

"There's no news here, so you probably don't know about it. But I came from the capital, and I know that the emperor has recently transferred many border officials with better performance to the east and south. If the performance is good, they can go to Beijing to serve as officials."

Hearing this, the magistrate's eyes lit up.

Duan Yange continued to speak earnestly: "So, if you really do a good job, the people will be able to see it, and the emperor will be able to see it if the people can see it. What's more, I have already arrived here, and I will tell the emperor a few words later, Haven't you just walked on the Prosperous Avenue?"

The magistrate nodded again and again, wishing he could confess Duan Yange.

"So, how should these people be punished?"

The magistrate immediately said: "The lower official understands, the lower official understands."

Duan Yange smiled: "Just understand."

The magistrate bowed deeply to Duan Yange and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your suggestion. I will definitely keep this in mind, so I will take my leave."

"Hey," Duan Yange raised his voice, "Don't rush away, since I have built a ladder for you, aren't you going to repay me?"

When the magistrate heard this, his face changed and his tone trembled: "Young Master Zhao, look at my place where no birds can lay eggs, how can I have money."

"Who wants your money." Duan Yange sneered, and said: "Your place is the closest to Jingshui Palace, let me ask you, where is this Jingshui Palace, how many people are there, and what it looks like. "

The magistrate clapped his hands and said joyfully: "Young Master Zhao, you are asking the right person. My niece's parents died, and my family was too poor to support her. She went to Jingshui Palace to be a disciple, but I don't know why. Recently, Jingshui Palace actually expelled a large number of female disciples, and my niece is among them. She is familiar with Jingshui Palace, so I called her here."

Duan Yange said hello in his heart, waved his hands and said directly: "You don't have to call, I'll just go to your government office."

"Okay, okay." The magistrate responded immediately, leading the way, and soon entered the government office.

Yancheng is very poor, and the government offices are much worse than those in other prefectures and counties. The place is small and dilapidated, not much better than that inn.

"Please come in, please come in." The magistrate brought Duan Yange into the side hall, served the best tea, and called his niece.

A very ordinary girl, but maybe because of the strict discipline in Jingshui Palace, she still has a bit of temperament, but she is far worse than their No. [-] Palace Master.

Duan Yange took a sip of tea and asked, "Tell me everything you know about the Jingshui Palace."

The girl didn't answer, she seemed to be dismissive of Duan Yange, also, he was so poorly dressed, so naturally he was not appreciated by the little girl.

"Girl, speak carefully!" The magistrate knew what she was thinking when he saw her uncooperative appearance, so he quickly scolded.

The little girl finally opened her mouth reluctantly, but she didn't necessarily have any useful information after talking for a long time.Duan Yange smiled slightly, and the cup in his hand was knocked hard on the table, making a loud noise, and the tea splashed on the ground, quickly soaking the ground.Duan Yange raised his lips and said to the magistrate: "Master Zhang, it seems that your niece doesn't want you to get promoted and get rich."

The girl woke up after hearing this, and saw her uncle's knife-like gaze, and quickly apologized: "Ministers don't know noble people, noble people don't care about them, and Minnv will tell you the details."

Duan Yange poured himself another cup of tea, took a slow breath, took a sip, and said, "Let's talk."

"The Jingshui Palace is a hundred miles north of Yancheng. It is not built on the ground, but hidden under the desert. The sand at the exit is darker than other places, and this is the only way to find the exit. But Now Jingshui Palace is posting widely to the world to recruit male disciples, and is hiring first-class guards with 50 taels of monthly silver, I am afraid that many people will come in the near future."

Duan Yange thought to himself, no wonder the innkeeper said that a dozen burly men came here the night before, presumably that was the reason.

"So in the near future, Jingshui Palace will open another fake palace. It is a palace built on the desert that is much smaller than the real Jingshui Palace. It is the place Guan Qingyue used to train male disciples this time. The real Jingshui I'm afraid it won't be easy for people to enter the palace."

Duan Yange nodded and said, "What are you responsible for in Jingshui Palace?"

Hearing this question, the girl stomped her feet angrily and said: "My performance is obviously no worse than others. Others have been promoted step by step, but I am still at the bottom as a disciple of cleaning. The fifty of us are in charge of the entire palace. Sweep the floor in the house."

"So you should be familiar with the terrain of Stillwater Palace, right?" Duan Yange said.

"Yes," the girl said, "We change places every ten days. I have entered every corner of Jingshui Palace, except for the palace owner's palace."

"Then you might draw a map of Stillwater Palace?"

"Of course." The girl nodded, and the magistrate immediately asked someone to bring the table, pens, ink, paper and inkstone.That girl had stayed in Jingshui Palace for three years, and she knew the route well. Half an hour later, she drew a complete picture of Jingshui Palace, even marking such tiny places as the garden and trees.

Duan Yange was very happy holding the map. Without this map, I am afraid that he and Mu Changfeng would get lost in this palace.

Duan Yange gave the magistrate and the girl 100 taels of silver bills each, and the two were so happy that they wanted to jump up on the spot.Duan Yange said: "Don't tell anyone about this matter, if others find out, let alone the money, I'm afraid your lives will be lost."

"We swear to God, if we tell others about this matter, there will be a thunderbolt from heaven." The magistrate immediately swore, and the girl also told his uncle.

Duan Yange nodded and stood up: "Don't break your oath, or the sky will never destroy you and I will destroy you."

Naturally, it was the echo of the two.

Duan Yange went out from the door, flew up from the roof, and flew into the room through the window.At that time, Mu Changfeng was lying on the bed with his eyes open, wondering what he was thinking.

Duan Yange went over, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking, so focused, I didn't even notice when I came in."

Mu Changfeng turned around and didn't answer.

Duan Yange guessed that this person was probably waiting for him. Now that the midnight had passed, it stands to reason that Mu Changfeng should have fallen asleep an hour ago, but he hasn't fallen asleep until now.

"Are you thinking of me?" You asked whatever you thought, and as expected, you received a slap from Mu Changfeng.

"no!"

"Then what are you thinking?" Duan Yange obviously wanted to break the casserole and ask the end. While asking, he picked up a lock of Mu Changfeng's hair, put it on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it. The fragrance of soap locust.

"Think why you don't want to die!" Mu Changfeng sat up suddenly, a few hairs were accidentally torn off by Duan Yange, and he let out a soft cry of pain.

"Then you still miss me." Duan Yange looked at the few hairs in his hands, stretched out his hand and pulled out a few more of his own.Then they tied their hair together in a concentric knot, took out the empty money bag, carefully put the long hair in a concentric knot, tightened the bag and hung it on the body. Looking at Mu Changfeng's slightly widened eyes in surprise, he said, "To me, this is more important than the Blood Spirit Jade."

Mu Changfeng felt his face was a little hot, no, not only his face, but his whole body seemed to be hot.

"I will never let you down in my life." Duan Yange continued affectionately: "If you die, I will die with you. As long as you live, I will never be one step ahead. It is I who left you to suffer in this world." The last thing I want to see."

Mu Changfeng lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and finally snorted coldly: "Pretentious!"

Duan Yange didn't realize how nasty what he said, but continued: "I don't know what you are afraid of. Isn't life and death the most serious thing? There is nothing else to be afraid of."

Mu Changfeng sighed slightly, and said leisurely, "You don't understand."

"Forget it," Duan Yange said, "I don't understand. Understanding your thoughts is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack. I'll just keep going." After speaking, he moved Mu Changfeng's feet inward, and was about to lie down and sleep up.

It's just that as soon as he touched Mu Changfeng's ankle, Mu Changfeng's foot shrank slightly. Although he tried his best to suppress it, Duan Yange had excellent eyesight, so he naturally saw it.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, Duan Yange pulled up Mu Changfeng's trousers. What appeared in front of him was a swollen ankle with red dots on it. He could feel it with just a light touch. Mu Changfeng's feet trembled.

Mu Changfeng naturally knew that Duan Yange had seen it, so he stopped talking and closed his eyes instead.Duan Yange glanced at Mu Changfeng's face, seeing that the man didn't intend to explain to him at all, and he didn't press the question anymore, just lowered his head and continued to inspect his wound.

At first he thought it was an allergy or poison/drug or something, but when he saw a little wooden thorn on Mu Changfeng's leg, he completely understood.This must have been caused by sawdust getting into his ankle after stepping on the inferior wooden ladder.No wonder he called out softly at that time, and also blamed him for being careless, he believed his word "it's okay" without looking at it.

This thorn was obviously picked by Mu Changfeng himself, but it's a pity that he couldn't see all of it clearly after all, so there were still a few left, and it was Duan Yange who pinched the thorn to the place that aroused the pain.

He took the silver needle that Mu Changfeng had just used from the table, sat on the bed again, put his foot on his lap, and used the light of the oil lamp to provoke him.

Duan Yange's strike was very light, and Mu Changfeng knew that he was trying his best to avoid his own pain, but it's a pity that the prick is still attached to the flesh, so how could he not feel it.This tiny wound is completely different from a sword wound.That kind of wound hurts all over, but this kind of tiny wound hurts here and there, and sometimes feels itchy and numb, which makes people more uncomfortable.

In addition, Mu Changfeng was always ticklish, this kind of process was a great torture for him, so he kept frowning involuntarily.

Seeing Mu Changfeng's slight frown, Singer Duan Yan's movements became lighter: "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

This kind of delicate work is quite troublesome. Duan Yange does it carefully, so the speed is very slow.Later, Mu Changfeng probably got used to this feeling, and slowly fell asleep.After picking the thorns, Duan Yange realized that he was sweating all over, presumably it was caused by being too careful and highly nervous.

Put away the needle, put Mu Changfeng's feet under the quilt, Duan Yange got up and sat on the chair, put the oil lamp next to him, took out the topographic map from his arms, and studied it carefully.The terrain of Jingshui Palace is very complicated. There are [-] palace gates alone, but only the south gate can lead to the outside.If you leave in a hurry without understanding the terrain, you may be trapped inside.And there are countless pavilions and pavilions inside. According to what the girl said, the buildings here are the same, which is really troublesome.

Duan Yange was very lucky to have such good luck today, to be able to get such a map, which saved him a lot of trouble.Mu Changfeng's feet have become like this, rashly using lightness kung fu will not help his injury.It's better to take a good rest for two days, and he can completely understand the Jingshui Palace.It would be much easier to go to work then.

With a good idea, Duan Yange blew out the oil lamp and lay down on the bed, the temperature of his body touching him warmed his somewhat cold body in the desert night.

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