Lanke Chess Edge

This beheading is not just a joke, and if you want to cut off this "opportunity of interdependence", you can't just use a blindfold to fool it. In the final analysis, the blindfolded is only the generation of humans, gods, gods and demons, and sentient beings. But you can't fool the sky, or more importantly, you can't fool yourself.

The old beggar said "not worth it" with a slight sigh, and subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

"This scene made Mr. Ji see a joke. With your morality and state of mind, you naturally understand my original intentions, old beggar. What is this called? In the common saying, it is thankless."

Ji Yuan smiled, and under the guidance of his fingers, a watery word "Yuan" rose from the table.

"Then you can't help but accept the old emperor, why don't you just provoke him to kill you?"

The old beggar looked at the little beggar and reached out curiously to bang the word "Yuan".

"Hey, Mr. Ji, you don't even want to give him a mooncake. That's all you need to say. Besides, although my old beggar urged him to kill me, he doesn't have to kill me!"

This plan can feel a little wronged.

"It's not that someone doesn't want to give this mooncake to me, it's because he really can't grasp it."

The old beggar took a sip of tea leisurely and glanced at Ji Yuan.

"The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, how can we catch it..."

The little beggar's finger just hit the word "Yuan" in the air, and the latter turned into nothingness and disappeared with a touch of his finger.

When Ji Yuan heard the old beggar's emotional words, his heart suddenly moved, and he said another sentence in a joking tone.

"Oh, to be honest, Ji thought it was Mr. Lu who did something wrong. It seems that the old emperor is indeed out of luck."

"Uh...hehehe...bad luck, indeed he was unlucky!"

The old beggar smiled far-fetched, lowered his eyebrows and looked down, not daring to look at fate.

"Boom boom boom..."

The door of the private room was knocked suddenly, alleviating the old beggar's embarrassment at the moment, Dr. Tea's voice sounded outside.

"Several guest officers, the shopkeeper will send a few plates of refreshments to this table."

"come in."

Dr. Tea opened the door with a tray, walked carefully into the private room, closed the door again, and put refreshments on the table.

"Mr. Lu, and Mr. Ji, the shopkeeper asked me to come and let you know. Now people in the yamen in the city are looking for a beggar surnamed Lu, saying that the emperor wants to invite him into the palace..."

When Dr. Cha was talking, he carefully looked at the old beggar, and focused on the old beggar's neck, and found that although there was a lot of old mud, the skin and flesh were still connected.

"Oh, I see, if I find you here, I can do whatever I want!"

The old beggar said something indifferent, while Ji Yuan looked at Dr. Cha and asked with a smile.

"Looking at Mr. Lu's neck all the time, did you hear something?"

Dr. Cha was also a little itchy, and when he heard Ji Yuan's question, he stopped pretending and said with great curiosity.

"Our place is only one square away from Yongning Street. Before noon, there were customers who reported that the emperor sent imperial troops to arrest and behead an old beggar on Yongning Street in the morning, and then..."

Dr. Cha looked at the old beggar next to him, and then at Ji Yuan.

"Then the old beggar was beheaded, stood up again and pressed his head back, chatted with a gentleman and left happily, old gentleman, is it you?"

"Yes, yes, is there a second such unlucky person in the world? The refreshments have been delivered, so you should go about your business."

The old beggar replied angrily, feeling that Mr. Ji was looking for someone to tease him again.

"Hey, hey, then I'll go first, if you have something to do, please tell me."

Dr. Cha opened the door and went out, and said something inside when closing the door.

"I'm right at the top of the stairs, call me if you need anything!"

"Okay, thank you..."

Ji Yuan nodded his head and waved his hands behind his back, and the enthusiastic tea doctor closed the door.

However, Dr. Tea did not leave immediately when he went out, but put his ear on the door and listened for a while, but he didn't hear anything, and then he tiptoed away after a few steps.

After Dr. Tea left, he asked the old beggar about some things by using the topic just now, and also told about the ghost mother caught and the evil law. Among them, the ghost mother was able to decapitate and resurrect.

But Ji Yuan would have understood earlier, that is definitely different from the old beggar's method of breaking the relationship.

Sometimes the chatter of immortal cultivators is not always mysterious and mysterious, and often chats like ordinary people, such as Ji Yuan and old beggars.

I will care about how to dispose of the demons and monsters that were confiscated before, and I will also talk about what interesting things happened to the two beggars along the way when they were begging for food. If any turmoil occurs, at least the old emperor must have collapsed in the first place.

Until noon, Ji Yuan saw that the time was almost up, so he got up and saluted the old beggar.

"Let's stop here today. Ji still needs to go to the Yin Division. The tea money has already been paid, and we will meet again someday."

"Okay, see you some other day!"

The old beggar also stood up and joined Ji Yuan as a formal return gift, muttering, "It's a pity for that thousand gold, it's a pity."

Ji Yuan stared at him quietly for a while, making the old beggar feel a little embarrassed and even nervous, so he smiled and turned to leave.

As soon as Ji Yuan left, the little beggar grabbed a corner of the old beggar.

"Grandpa Lu, there are still a lot of pastries, can you take them away?"

Even from the first time, the people in Qingye Building gave refreshments three times, so there are still a lot of pastries and preserved fruits on the table.

The old beggar looked at the tabletop before opening his mouth, and the little beggar's words came out before him.

"Who doesn't take who is a fool, I understand!"

"You child..."

. . .

Yan Chang was released from prison, not only regained his official position, but also received some rewards from the emperor, but Yan Chang's anxiety did not ease much.

He was taking people to check Yongning Street himself, and saw the pool of blood that had dried up but was still shocking.

Seeing that the blood was still bright red, Yan Chang looked at the guards accompanying him and asked.

"You said the blood couldn't be washed away?"

The guard on the side replied respectfully.

"Returning to my lord, that's exactly the case. Ordinary condemned prisoners are beheaded here, and the blood can be washed away with a few buckets of water, but today's blood can't be washed away."

Another guard added.

"There are also people who use a brush to brush, but it doesn't lighten much, and the water that has been brushed is bright red. It looks a little scary, so no one dares to continue to brush."

Yan Chang nodded solemnly, thinking that if the emperor knew about this, he would feel very uncomfortable.

There will be pedestrians coming and going on Yongning Street, but most of them will avoid the center of the street, not only because of the presence of officials, but also because of the pool of blood.

While thinking about it, Yan Chang raised his head and looked around, and suddenly found a person approaching not far away. After he took a closer look to confirm who it was, his heart beat faster.

The visitor was wearing a green shirt, with a hosta pinned to his bun hair, walking briskly, with a pair of half-open pale eyes in his usual complexion, it was the fate that he came out of the Green Leaf Building not long after he left the teahouse. After hearing the rumors that "the blood lingers", I hurried over to take a look.

"What a coincidence, Lord Yan is here too?"

"Mr. Ji!"

Yan Chang hurriedly bowed to salute, and the guards around him didn't know the situation, so they all followed suit.

Ji Yuan saluted them back, and within a few steps he was already close.

"Is Mr. Ji here to look for me?"

Yan Chang asked with a hint of expectation, but Ji Yuan shook his head and pointed to the blood on the ground.

"Come here for this."

"Blood?"

Ji Yuan nodded, the old beggar died once, so naturally it is impossible to scare people with such a pool of blood.

But after all, the old beggar is a person who is close to a real fairy, and his Taoism is unfathomable, especially this time, the relationship is not small, and the origin and extinction are not so simple. The pool of blood belonged to both the old beggar and the old emperor.

"Although this blood was left by Tao Miao Gao, it has already carried evil spirits. If it is not removed, there may be future troubles!"

After checking on the spot, under Ji Yuanfa's eyes, he could see that the blood's aura was vaguely implicated in the imperial city.

Seeing Ji Yuan's serious words, Yan Chang was also terrified.

"Then what should I do, Mr. Ji has a solution?"

"Try it."

Ji Yuan replied, inhaled slightly, then opened his mouth and blew.

"Huh~~~"

Yan Chang and the surrounding guards only felt a wave of heat hit their bodies, couldn't help but took two steps back, and looked at the ground again, the pool of blood had already turned to ashes.

Speaking so seriously, and seeing Ji Yuan blowing away the blood, Yan Chang felt a little ridiculous.

But when he looked up again, he found that there was no one around, and several guards looked around in astonishment. Looking at their appearance, Yan Chang could confirm that it was definitely not his hallucination.

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but in common sense, the old beggar would not go back after being beheaded by the emperor by 80%, but if Mr. Ji could be invited back, it would be the same. Yes, I'm sure I'm fine.

"Hey... Mr. Ji doesn't give me a chance to speak!"

In a certain corner of the city, the old beggar and the little beggar had just left the Green Leaf Building not long after they stuffed their pockets with pastries and preserved fruits.

At the moment when Ji Yuan melted the pool of blood with a mouthful of samadhi true anger, the old beggar felt his heart move, stretched out his hand to count, and immediately understood the cause and effect of the pool of blood.

"I was also deceived by the dynasty's aura, and I almost left a hidden danger... Now I owe a favor..."