Life Hunter

Zhou Chunfeng looked at Li Qingxian and said slowly: "The fortune-telling skills you used in Beichang City are indeed good, and the night guards can't find any traces. However, this is the capital of the gods, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. If you don't pay attention, you may Got caught."

"I'm confident." Li Qingxian said.

"Just tell me your plan, and Lord Yan Shixiao and I will work out a plan. As long as you collect enough pension money, and on the occasion of the emperor's birthday, I will write to you and invite you to be a seventh-grade luck officer."

Li Qingxian thought for a while and outlined his plan.

Zhou Chunfeng found some loopholes, and the two discussed to make up for it. After everything was agreed upon, Zhou Chunfeng went to Yan Shixiao to discuss it.

Li Qingxian took out a copper plate from the Qiankun bracelet and handed it to Zhou Hen.

"Little Uncle Zhou, please help me refine it with real energy. There is something fishy in it."

"You got it from the treasure house?" Zhou Hen took the communication talisman and injected it with true energy.

After a hundred breaths, Zhou Hen handed it over and said, "Rush away."

Li Qingxian used life magic and Taoism again. After checking again, he confidently injected his own magic power and successfully obtained his first communication charm plate.

Click...

A thin copper pillar rises in the middle of the Talisman Plate, and eight thin needles branch out from the top of the copper pillar. Each thin needle is like a flagpole, and eight yellow talisman papers are hung below, with dark red runes on them.

There is only one layer, which is far inferior to Zhou Chunfeng's three-layer messenger plate.

"Uncle Zhou, give me your contact information." Li Qingxian said.

Zhou Hen took out his talisman plate and touched one of the yellow talisman papers. The red runes on the talisman paper turned from dark to bright, and the bright light spread. Soon they were all activated, exuding a bright red light.

"Okay." Zhou Hen put away the charm plate.

Li Qingxian took out the famous thorns of Jiang Youfei, Shen Xiaoyi, Song Yunjing and Guo Xiang of the Black Deng Division, respectively, and activated the four talismans.

Li Qingxian reached out and touched Jiang Youfei's talisman, and said: "Sister Youfei, I'm back from Beichang City. I'll come to Shendu when I have time. I'll take you to drink haggis soup. By the way, the eighth-level canonized inner god Done, my strength is quite strong, your eighth level strength probably can’t beat me.”

Then, he sent a message to Song Yunjing, congratulating him on his promotion to the prefect of Shendu Prefecture and thanking him for sending people to help Night Guard.

He said a few polite words to Shen Xiaoyi and Guo Xiang, and then put away the communication talisman.

"This thing is quite interesting. You really can't hear me when I speak?" Li Qingxian asked.

Zhou Hen said: "I can't hear it."

Li Qingxian fiddled with it for a while, then took out a new communication talisman and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'd like to trouble you again."

"The harvest is not small." Zhou Hen sighed with emotion and practiced again.

Li Qingxian took the second one and handed over the third communication charm plate.

"How many more do you have? Let's take them out together." Zhou Hen said helplessly.

Li Qingxian thought for a while and took out the fourth piece.

That night, Zhou Chunfeng returned and sent night guards to secretly collect intelligence and related vital materials and give them to Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian started to prepare.

It took one day to collect life materials, one day to use the fortune-telling technique, and twelve luck fishes to set up the "Twelve Mountains Destiny Technique" at twelve hours.

The old music studio in the inner city is connected to the Grand Canal to the north. It is known as half the flower street and half the river boat. It is one of the most prosperous places in the capital, with countless literati, poets, wealthy businessmen and wealthy families hanging out here.

As night falls, Minghua Street in Jiuyinfang is brightly lit and bustling with traffic. Looking from a distance, the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion on both sides of the street look like flaming dragons.

On Qingye Street, adjacent to the south of Minghua Street, there are two rows of residential buildings. It is dark and silent at night, and it seems to be separated from the hustle and bustle of the street.

Just after Haishi, on the first day of the first lunar month, Li Qingxian stood up in an ordinary second-entry courtyard on Qingye Street.

Han Anbo asked in a low voice: "Have you rested yet?"

"Yeah." Li Qingxian said.

"We're here to guard."

After Han Anbo finished speaking, he glanced at Yu Ping and Zheng Gaojue, who were fully armed, and finally looked at Zhou Hen, who was sitting in the yard with his eyes closed and concentrating.

The door was closed tightly, and in the main hall of the house, Li Qingxian clicked the index finger of his right hand, and his magic power spurted out.

A total of 108 large lacquered gold dragon and phoenix candles were lit on the beams, walls, tables and on the ground in all directions, illuminating the whole room as if it were daytime.

Eight-square Bagua Mirror, nine-branched tripod, four seven-star tapestries, twelve blood-wrapped steel swords, etc. are arranged on each side.

Li Qingxian was placed on the Yin Yang Bagua Diagram. The ground was surrounded by twelve large porcelain pots for bonsai. On top of each fine white porcelain pot, there were piles of earth as rockeries.

Each bonsai rockery is about two feet high, and its surface is covered with dense red patterns and yellow symbols.

Li Qingxian closed his eyes and rested his mind. When the midnight hour arrived, he muttered something and pointed to the bonsai rockery at the midnight hour.

The yellow talisman covering the rockery swayed gently, like flower petals blooming, and a black light erupted from the top of the mountain, rising into the sky.

In Li Qingxian's eyes, white clouds rolled and a blurry picture appeared.

The small courtyard where Li Qingxian was located appeared in the screen. The screen was zoomed up, and the small courtyard gradually became smaller. Soon, the screen moved quickly, flying quickly from the north area of ​​the inner city, passing through streets and rooftops, and stopped. Over a three-entry compound in the west district of the inner city.

Li Qingxian slowly extended his right hand forward, and the air in front of him seemed to suddenly turn into vertical water. When his hand entered it, ripples rippled.

In the sky above the Sanjin compound, a giant hand suddenly appeared. It was actually bigger than the Sanjin compound, and the fingerprints on it were like a mountain road.

The index finger of the giant hand clicked on the main entrance, screen wall, main hall, master bedroom, backyard well and back door in sequence.

Six rays of green energy soared into the sky, gathering and interweaving in the sky to form a white canopy, suspended above the master bedroom, and slowly rotating.

Wisps of white smoke came from below, poured into the bottom of the white canopy, and turned into streaks of variegated colors.

Wisps of variegated smoke and dust either flew from the Ministry of Justice, or from the distant Hua Mo Mountain, or flew from other places, landed on the canopy, and turned into black flowers.

Ugly time.

The night is gloomy.

The golden Great Zhanli Sword flew out from Li Qingxian's head. Chou Shishan spurted out green energy and carried the Great Zhanli Sword straight into the three-entry courtyard.

The Great Zhanli Sword slashed in all directions along the courtyard, making crisp sounds.

Then, it cuts the sky upwards, cuts the earth downwards, and cuts off the ten directions.

Yin Shi.

The sky is filled with stars.

The blurry picture slowly descended into the dark bedroom in the compound.

In the bedroom, the red bed curtains were closed, blocking the person in the bed.

Under the bed, a pair of black boots are juxtaposed with a pair of pink embroidered shoes.

The screen moves forward and enters the bed curtain.

I saw a man and a woman sleeping.

The man had a fair complexion and a handsome appearance. He was clearly the direct descendant of Hua Mo Shan and the seventh-rank cavalry captain of the Criminal Department's Supervisory Department, Zhang Yulin.

The top of the red bed curtain above suddenly seemed to shed its skin, and a thin piece of pale white tulle floated down. Above the tulle, three black full moons squirmed gently.

The gauze fell on Zhang Yulin's body, just like rain falling into water and melting away.

Three black moons fell on his back and lined up from top to bottom.

The black moon rotates slowly, like three black pieces of flesh undulating and squirming.

Mao Shi.

The sky turned fish belly white.

Zhang Yulin stood up, glanced around him, and turned to work.

The bed curtains shook.