Qian Yiqun slowly left his seat, walked slowly to the curtain, and opened a small gap.

From the crack, the guests in the hall seemed to have just been taught a lesson by their father, and sat around the big round table. Qian Yiqun knew that all these twenty people were considered very high-profile, so who could make them so peaceful?

A small white jade-like hand pulled open the curtain, and his forehead almost hit Qian Yiqun's nose.

"Zunke, Mama Xu, please move to the lobby." The girl who came to report was thirteen or fourteen years old, fair skin, melon-shaped face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a pair of phoenix eyes always had a ripples of water.

Qian Yiqun heard her voice quite familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere. Her lips were full and plump, and her upper lip was slightly raised, exuding a naughty aura.

Qian Yiqun nodded slightly and saw Wen Yunhe and Zhou Zhengqing sitting at the same table. Wen Yunhe was there a seat beside him, so he walked over.

Zhou Zhengqing slightly rushed towards Qian Yiqun, lowered her head and started talking to Wen Yunhe. After a while, Wen Yunhe stood up, changed seats with Zhou Zhengqing, and asked Zhou Zhengqing to sit next to Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun saw the two of them whisper for a while just to exchange seats, he couldn't help feeling flattered. Zhou Zhengqing was a little horn bag and asked, Qian Yiqun just came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhengqing lowered his voice and said word by word: "Someone is coming to the door."

"Ah?" Qian Yiqun was shocked. Could this kind of meditation be a formation to resist?

"A black wall was erected outside the wall of the Guijiayuan, and it was impossible to hit it out from it." Zhou Zhengqing explained, "Linan and several masters are discussing countermeasures with Xu's mother in the inner hall."

Qian Yiqun was surprised to hear that something strange happened. After a little calm, he exclaimed: "As a matter of fact, they are all masters with cultivation. When they encounter such a thing, they are so calm."

Zhou Zhengqing didn't say anything and whispered to the ground.

Following Zhou Zhengqing's gaze, Qian Yiqun slowly turned his head away and saw a man in Confucian uniform lying straight on his back on the ground. His chest was covered with blood, like a blooming purple rose. The man must have just died, and the blood ball under him was still expanding out.

Qian Yiqun took a breath and opened his mouth wide and compared it to a mouth shape: What's going on?

Zhou Zhengqing's eyes did not squint, and his eyes turned up and down, left and right.

Qian Yiqun then realized that the originally delicate and delicate women were now full of heroic spirit. The golden hairpins on their heads were replaced with red ropes and weapons were hidden in their long sleeves. Fortunately, the fox taught him "Yi Zhongxuan", and even more so, the immortal in the book changed the oral teachings to the heart teachings, which allowed him to distinguish the nine palaces where these women stood.

"It looks like a formation..." Qian Yiqun whispered to Zhou Zhengqing.

"Yes, I'll only leave a death gate for us." Zhou Zhengqing's whole face wrinkled, "It's said that there is a spy among us."

Qian Yiqun was about to speak, but the steps behind him were staggering. With a light cough, everyone looked up.

Xu Fo separated the maids from both sides and left and right, walked to the person, coughed lightly, and saw the needle on the ground, he said quietly: "I have never provoked anyone since the New Year of Chenghua. Now that I have encountered such a thing, please think of a problem together."

Five scholars slowly walked out from behind Xu Fo, different heights and young people. They were discussing in the inner hall just now, which shows that they were absolutely reliable people. One of them knew Qian Yiqun, the county magistrate Chen Xiangming.

"Mama Xu, we are all inferior scholars of Wu. We know the roots and bottom of our hometown. Who would be a spy from the Demon Sect? This is really ridiculous." One of them stood up and said angrily.

"I am in a hurry to follow the power. You have also seen what Xue Langjun looks like just now. The people of the Demon Cult do everything they can. All we can do is to protect more people from being hurt." Xu Fo said lightly, and there was no longer a trace of flattery and flattery.

"Everyone, be careful, don't be impatient." A rich man stood up and shouted loudly.

Qian Yiqun felt that an unkind look fell on him, and looked back, it was this young man with a leader's attitude.

"Who is this person?" Qian Yiqun asked Zhou Zhengqing in a low voice.

"The young master of the Zhang family in Mudu." Zhou Zhengqing also whispered, "I didn't expect him to come too. I can't... Mama Xu wouldn't be so ignorant of the rules."

Qian Yiqun said softly, and asked again: "Did you notice he is looking at me?"

Zhou Zhengqing glanced at Mr. Zhang, followed the master's gaze and said, "Indeed, it's probably because he's looking at you. Or he's looking at Bowen or me."

"Ten years are watching Jiuyi," Wen Yunhe kept listening with his ears beside him, and just happened to take the conversation and participate, "How dare he see me and Wude like this?"

"It's full of resentment," Zhou Zhengqing nodded and asked Qian Yiqun, "Did you have had a holiday with him?"

"This is the first time I have seen his true face." Qian Yiqun said innocently.

Seeing that Qian Yiqun was still whispering to Zhou Zhengqing Wenyun, the righteous words he said were not smooth, and said bluntly: "The origin may not be reliable. Everyone here knows that the Dharma lineage is more important. Why don't we report ourselves to our family? If we have any vague words to cover up, we will naturally be spies."

Qian Yiqun, Zhou and Wen are both intellectually overpowered talents. They immediately knew that the spearhead of this was Qian Yiqun, who was not well-educated. Qian Yiqun's mind was faster. Dai Shiming and the Zhang family were strategic partners. Now the scumbag of the Zhang family said such confusing words in public, and most of them were entrusted by Dai Shiming to find out his reality.

——I’m so good at killing people with a knife, and I’m using a dignified excuse to force me to tell you about my master’s teachings!

Qian Yiqun sighed in his heart.

"Start with me," Young Master Zhang pretended to be heroic, "I am the Zhang family in Mudu, my surname is Zhang, and my courtesy name is Qingjia. He is under the family of Kaiyang Gong. He was personally given the destiny pill as evidence." After that, he took out a small wooden box from his arms, which was only the size of a tofu block.

Zhang Wenjin walked to Xu Fo and handed the wooden box with both hands.

Xu Fo took the wooden box, turned around to face the five "recognized" masters, and gently unfolded the lid. But at a glance, Xu Fo had already closed the wooden box, turned around and announced to everyone, "It is indeed Kaiyang Gong's destiny pill."

Zhang Wenjin was satisfied and took back the pill box, slowly returned to his seat, and sat down casually, as if he had a breath of air.

Qian Yiqun frowned. He and Zhang Wenjin were both new faces, but they had a clear teacher and a token of the master, but they had nothing on their side. Now that everyone is trapped in a manor and can't get out, they will definitely lose their minds over time. The person with the biggest suspicion may not escape public anger.

"This kid kills three birds with one stone." Wen Yunhe said to himself as if facing the table.

Zhang Wenjin was the first to propose a practical method of investigating spies, and first took a share of people's expectations. Then he revealed that his family was officially entered this circle. In the end, he also cheated Qian Yiqun...

"What's the origin of that Tianming Pill? It's so simple that he is a disciple of Kaiyang Gong?" Qian Yiqun asked unwillingly.

"Shh," Zhou Zhengqing whispered, "The Destiny Pill is the most treasure of military strategists. One furnace is produced in ten years, and one furnace is 108. Only the direct disciples of Kaiyang Gong can have it in the world."

"Kaiyang Gong is..."

"The Emperor's Master Sun Chengzong." Zhou Zhengqing thought to himself: You are far away from the world, and you are not so far away that even Master Sun doesn't know, right?

"It turned out to be him..." Qian Yiqun's heart trembled. Sun Chengzong was actually a military gentry? Isn't he a great scholar? Didn't he even win the second place? But thinking about it, no one stipulates that the disciples of the military gentry cannot participate in the imperial examination.

There were about twenty people in the hall, most of whom were acquaintances, and many of them passed by after they had their names. Later, the lazy ones got up and bowed to Xu Fo and others. The scholar who nodded and admitted to Xu Fo and six others was greatly frightened. He didn't even report his own name and sat down, looking like "Who in the world doesn't know me."

The same is true for Zhou Zhengqing, Wen Yunhe and naturally.

Finally it was Qian Yiqun's turn.

Qian Yiqun followed suit, stood up and bowed to Xu Fo Chen Xiangming with his fists, and sat back as if he was rightfully so. Just when he thought he was going to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a bolt from the blue blowing up in the hall:

"Where did this man come from and why have you never seen him?"

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Chapter completed!