Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 351 The one from the north met the one from the west

After arriving in Baishan Town, Lin Jiang and his group did not linger. They bought some supplies in the town and then drove straight west.

The mountain road leading to the White Mountain Sect was quite difficult to travel. These sects always liked to set up their mountain gates in remote places. Their carriage was already rather large, so it would probably take them even more trouble.

We walked like that for three whole days.

While traveling, Lin Jiang casually asked his companions if they knew anything about this sect.

Yi Er San clearly knew nothing about the affairs of the martial arts world. Yu Wen Yun then said that the so-called martial arts heroes were nothing more than a group of free spirits who possessed skills but were unwilling to be controlled by the imperial court.

Only Jiang Jinyue, having served in the Six Doors and had much contact with people from the martial arts world, knew Baishan very well:
"The Baishan Sect can be considered a prestigious and righteous sect. They have done a lot of good deeds and accumulated a lot of merit in the martial arts world. Even in the eyes of the imperial court, their reputation is not bad. If there are any difficulties in the west, the government will occasionally seek their help."

Lin Jiang nodded, recalling that he seemed to have seen people from the Baishan Sect when he was at Ta Yunxia.

However, at that time, their relationship was still superficial, and they hadn't even exchanged a word.

According to Jiang Jinyue, the Baishan Sect should be a very open and easy-going place to go.

That's good.

Lin Jiang approached the window as he pondered the situation.

He looked out the window and saw another carriage coming towards him on the road ahead.

The carriage looked somewhat travel-worn, and its design was quite different from the vehicles in Daxing.

The driver was dressed in clothing similar to a straw raincoat and wore a bamboo hat, obscuring his face.

Lin Jiang could sense a heavy aura emanating from the coachman, an aura typically found in those who had survived the hardships of battle.

Two carriages passed each other, and Lin Jiang glanced back at the rear of the other carriage.

The other party seemed to be heading towards Baishan, but it was unclear what they were going to do there.

"Is there something wrong with that carriage?" Little Ginseng jumped onto Lin Jiang's palm, looking at the billowing dust kicked up by the carriage wheels with a puzzled expression.

"nothing."

Lin Jiang withdrew his gaze.

There are all sorts of people in Daxing, and they encountered this kind of carriage several times on the road.

They're probably not an important person.

……

Three days later.

The carriage stopped outside the Anle Inn near Baishan Mountain. The man in the straw hat got out of the carriage, opened the door, and two people stepped out.

Leading the way was a richly dressed man. Although his clothes were quite valuable, they had an antique feel, quite different from the fashionable styles of the time. They looked like clothes taken out of a dusty ancient artifact.

Following closely behind was a woman with brown skin that gave her an exotic look. She wore a cape-like cloak over her upper body and straight trousers. The cloak bulged out, and it was unclear what she was hiding underneath.

"Anle Inn, that's a good name."

The man looked up and saw the four large, gilded characters on the inn's signboard. He chuckled and stepped into the inn first, followed silently by the two men behind him.

The waiter, quick-witted and agile, greeted the distinguished guest with a beaming smile:
"Would the three of you like something to eat?"

"One of each of our signature dishes, with less salt."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing that the customer was a big spender, the waiter's eyes immediately crinkled into a smile, and he turned to the kitchen and called out:

"One of each of our signature dishes!"

After the waiter finished announcing the dishes, the man slowly and deliberately took a small golden bean from his pocket and gently placed it on the table:

"Any interesting things happening in your small county town lately?"

The waiter's eyes nearly popped out when that golden gleam flashed.

Having seen countless travelers from all corners of the world, Anle Inn forcibly suppressed the urge to reach out his hand, his face plastered with an even more ingratiating smile:

"Sir, you've hit the nail on the head! Several important figures from the capital arrived early this morning, and the entire county is making preparations to welcome these distinguished guests!"

People from the capital? The three of them exchanged glances, but their expressions remained unchanged.

The man turned around and pushed the gold coins to the waiter, who immediately smiled and placed them in his palm.

He thanked her repeatedly before turning to leave.

After the waiter had walked away, the remaining three looked at each other in bewilderment.

The man took out a piece of floral cloth from his pocket and placed it on the table, and the voices of the three men echoed in each other's hearts.

"People from the capital have suddenly arrived."

"Could it be a coincidence?"

“Unlikely.” The man shook his head. “Before I came here, I inquired about Baishan County. It’s not a well-known county in Daxing. Those people from the capital might not even know about it. Since they’ve come here, they must have something to do.”

What can it do?

The three of them, who came from the dusty world, naturally understood this.

The main reason is probably that message that was relayed back to Dachen.

"These Daxing people are indeed vigilant; they discovered the source of the information in such a short time." The man in the straw hat muttered to himself, "What's next? Should we evacuate immediately?"

Before the man could answer, the cloaked woman let out a cold snort:
“If the roster left here is exposed, it will reveal the secrets of our Great Dust Sect. It must be destroyed immediately. Before we set off, our master had already said that this trip might endanger our lives. We both swore an oath. Why are you backing down at this critical moment?”

"Is this retreating?" The man in the straw hat glared angrily. "It's just that this place has become a den of dragons and tigers, and it would be unwise to throw one's life away so rashly!"

"Ahem." The man tapped the edge of the table with his finger, and the two arguing men immediately fell silent. "In any case, that register must be destroyed. This place is in a remote location, and those who come from the capital are mostly just officials on assignment. There's no need to pay too much attention to them."

Having said that, the man in the straw hat finally fell silent, saying nothing more. The waiters, with several bowls and chopsticks slung over their shoulders, walked directly to the table and called out, "The food's here!"

The man glanced at the dishes and couldn't help but nod slightly.
"The food here looks quite good. Let's eat here first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

……

"Eat up, why aren't you eating?"

Han Wangzhi forcefully stuffed the chicken leg in his hand into the clerk's mouth. The clerk, tied to the ground, hung his head dejectedly, as if he had lost his soul.

He huddled there, refusing to even open his mouth, let alone speak.

"Brother Han, this registrar doesn't seem to have much of an appetite today, so please don't force him to eat."

Guan Yan was leisurely drinking tea at a long table next to him, surrounded by a number of officials.

At this moment, Guan Yan was flipping through the booklet from yesterday, carefully examining its contents, a cold smile involuntarily appearing on his face:
"It really is true. This is a record book of the thieves who escaped from the capital. After taking it back, we should be able to find out where they are hiding."

The registrar stared at the group of people before him with despairing eyes, then lowered his head, his heart filled with remorse.

Yesterday, when news came that officials from the capital were about to arrive in Baishan County, the registrar was overjoyed.

After all, in his view, this group of people had obviously come for the booklet and were preparing to reward him.

Who would have thought that, only after waiting until later, would one suddenly realize...

It wasn't about bestowing a reward upon him!

They're clearly here to arrest him!

At first, things were fine. When these officials first arrived, they were very amiable, and some even chatted and laughed with him.

Just as he was about to ask for his reward, he suddenly noticed that someone who looked like a bodyguard had sneaked into his house and stolen the booklet!
After carefully reviewing the register, the officials from the capital's previously amiable expressions instantly changed, and they immediately seized him with ferocious expressions.

He had indeed guessed that the owner of the booklet had not replied for a long time, possibly because something had happened to him in the capital. But he never expected that the capital would send so many people to deal with him in such a grand manner.

why?

He's just a minor official! If they really wanted to send someone to deal with him, he could just send a letter to Han Bai. Han Bai would be overwhelmed by the few people he sent. Why bother sending the entire Six Doors from the capital?
Who did I offend?!
Even if you offended the emperor's father, it shouldn't be this bad!

Han Wangzhi sat back down. Actually, they were all very curious.

A few days ago, the emperor suddenly summoned Han Wangzhi and Guan Yan to the palace, which really frightened the two of them.

In terms of both seniority and ability, they were both newcomers among newcomers, and according to common sense, they were not qualified to enter the palace to meet the emperor.

This meant that they had no idea what was happening and could only meet the emperor in fear and trepidation.

They were caught off guard and suddenly received this assignment: to immediately go to Baishan County to deal with the matter of the registrar.

Han Wangzhi had already planned to resign from his position at the Six Doors and go to Qingniwa to follow Lin Jiang, but unexpectedly, an imperial decree suddenly descended upon him.

While other tasks could be shirked, how could one dare to neglect the emperor's decree?

Guan Yan was completely bewildered.

It is reasonable to summon the Six Doors, after all, the Six Doors usually handle external affairs.

Why should we summon him?
He is an official of the Casting Office, and according to regulations, he should not be assigned to overseas posts.
Despite his many doubts, he dared not delay for a moment.

On the eve of his departure, the emperor bestowed upon him the special honor of having a secret treasure drawn from the national treasury.

They can even choose those who possess the ability to spot stars.

Guan Yan was flattered and overwhelmed.

In short, the group dared not delay for a moment. They boarded a ship immediately in the capital, sped along the wind to the nearest port, and then went downstream to Cangsong, heading to Baishan without stopping.

The entire journey broke the historical record of Daxing, arriving at this remote county in less than seven days.

And as it turned out, the emperor did indeed seem to have a divine plan, and the magistrate of Baishan County did have some extraordinary things in his possession.

"When the time comes, we'll send this registrar back to the capital and have the Court of Judicial Review thoroughly interrogate him."

Han Wangzhi gave the order as usual, and the officials of the Dali Temple immediately took out heavy instruments of torture that could suppress Taoist practices, ready to put them on directly.

Before everyone could make their move, a sound of wind breaking suddenly came from the distance.

A dark light flashed like lightning, and a black thorn suddenly pierced through the registrar's throat.

The registrar's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, clutching his neck tightly with both hands, his body convulsing and writhing.

Everyone's expression changed instantly, utterly shocked and completely unprepared for such an unexpected turn of events.

Another black spike hurtled towards Guan Yan, but Han Wangzhi reacted quickly and caught it with his hand.

Previously, thanks to the life force nourished by Young Master Zhu, Han Wangzhi's neck injury had healed by 70%. After experiencing a life-or-death ordeal, his cultivation had even improved by one point, and he was now considered a master in the inner hall.

Are you alright?

Han Wangzhi asked Guan Yan.

"No problem."

Guan Yan turned his head and looked toward the scene of the crime, where he saw three blurry figures standing on the wall in the distance.

A thin mist swirled around it, obscuring its appearance.

Guan Yan's expression shifted slightly. He reached into his robe and pulled out a rope.

This is a treasure crafted by the Dharma Ancestor, containing the power of the Star Dao, specifically designed to subdue the lawless.

If the opponent has not reached the star point, the rope will surely bind them, and they will find it difficult to escape their predicament.

Isn't it a coincidence that these people just happened to be in this situation?

(End of this chapter)