Nightwatcher

He had just finished posting this passage and was about to write the next sentence when a series of handouts flashed across Yushi Xiaojing:

[One: What's the inside story. 】

[Two: What secret do you know? 】

[Four: No. 3 Sangbo really has a secret? 】

[Five: Can you tell us. 】

【Six: Amitabha Buddha】

[Nine: My friend, please tell me. 】

"" Xu Qi'an squatted in the smelly hut, stunned for a moment.

Everyone seems to be very concerned about this matter, and that's right, after all, it is about Dafeng's Zhenguo sword, such a top secret, no one will not be curious.

In particular, everyone in the Tiandihui is not an ordinary person, they all rely on influence, or they have sufficient strength themselves.

Such people care more about these top secrets, even if they have nothing to do with themselves, but at some point, these secrets may play an unimaginable role.

[Three: It's not a first-rank master attacking, I'm almost sure of this. 】

Xu Qi'an didn't say anything to death.

After a pause, he wrote the message: [Three: But, why should I tell you. 】

No one spoke for a long time.

Heh, it's okay, there is no Tie Hanhan to stand up and say: Isn't it good to share information and help each other.

This is very pleasant, if there are gangsters or prostitutes in the group, his plan will not be easy to implement.

Xu Qi'an took advantage of the situation and said: [Daoist Jinlian, I think there will be a shortcoming in Tiandi, if this shortcoming is not resolved, Tiandi will always be a loose organization composed of a group of seemingly incompatible people, and the help to everyone will be limited. 】

[Nine: My friend, please tell me. 】

[Three: It is true that helping each other and sharing information is the purpose of Tiandihui, but it is too idealistic. I can tell everyone this secret, but what do I get? Nothing at all.

[I shared this secret, and people like No. 1 who like to peep silently gnawed at the food that came with peace of mind.

[After one or two times, I will become unwilling to share information and secrets. 】

[One: Who do you think is eating the food that comes from you? 】

Number one seemed a little annoyed.

It’s you who are talking about, your favorite peeping screen. Xu Qi’an ignored No. 1, and continued to pass on the letter: [Taoist leader, everyone in the Tiandihui, they are all different from each other, and they don’t know each other. They are basically strangers. Lacking the basis of trust and devotion, just ask, who is willing to give selflessly to strangers. 】

What Xu hates the most is whoring for nothing, and he resolutely put an end to this kind of behavior.

Thousands of words are just one sentence: Why should I share the secret with you.

[Nine: Little friend's words are very reasonable. 】

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an grinned: [It's good that the Taoist leader agrees, I believe everyone agrees too. 】

Tiandihui members remained silent.

[Three: Daoist, I have an idea. When you gave me the No. 3 fragment, the No. 3 fragment was banned and could not be contacted with other fragments. Can we take advantage of this? 】

[Nine: What's your idea, little friend. 】

Priest Jinlian

[Let me give you an example. I will sell the secret of Sangbo in Tiandihui for five hundred taels of gold. Those who want to get the news can pass the book to me through the book from the ground, and the Taoist priest will help ban those who have no intention of buying it. The man with the shards of the book.

[Of course, I am not a person who cares about yellow and white vulgar things. But if anyone has no equivalent information, I can allow you to trade in gold and silver. 】

Hurry up, use money to buy my news, I want to buy a big house in the inner city Xu Qi'an changed his squatting position and stared at the mirror expectantly.

At this time, even the smelly hut became fragrant.

[Nine: To be honest, although Pindao knows the magic of sealing the book from the ground, Pindao's injuries have not yet healed. Sneaking back to the Dizong that day, awakened a ray of primordial spirit of the Taoist leader, the Dishu was banned, and Pindao was also seriously injured. If not, Pindao would not be so embarrassed. 】

The smile on Xu Qi'an's face gradually disappeared.

He guessed right, Taoist Priest Jin Lian was willing to give the fragments of the Book from the Earth to everyone in the Heaven and Earth Society, and there was definitely a way to restrain and retrieve them.

But he guessed the beginning, but not the end.

That is to say, the private chat function cannot be turned on in the near future.

Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, No. 1 passed on the letter urgently.

He (she) does not want to see this deal come to an end.

[One: How about this, you can reveal the secret to us, and we will give you a promise, which can be exchanged with equivalent information or purchased with gold and silver. 】

[Four: But there are still loopholes. For example, I exchanged equivalent secrets with No. 3. No. 3 is not at a loss, but my secrets are absorbed by other members at no cost. 】

[Two: In addition, we are located in different places, even if we want to buy your secret, how can we get the money to you? 】

Everyone spoke enthusiastically, expressing their views and concerns.

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched, the members of the Tiandihui not only valued the secrets he had mastered, but also because they saw the benefits.

If their own ideas are successfully realized, then they can also use the information they have in exchange for rewards.

Yes, there is interest to be motivated, and this is what a business gathering should look like.

[Three: Before Daoist Jin Lian recovers from his injuries, it’s not as good as us. I can tell you the secret. You can exchange the equivalent information with gold and silver, but you can pay on credit, and you don’t need to pay now. In this way, No. 4's worries don't exist. As for No. 2's concerns, I haven't thought of a solution for the time being. Well, you can still default on the arrears and exchange them for equivalent information in the future. 】

Then there will be no problem, everyone thought.

[One: I have no opinion. 】

[Two: Me too. 】

【Four: Well, just follow No. 3's idea. 】

[Five: I'm fine. 】

[Six: Me too. 】

[Three: Why did No. 7 and No. 8 keep silent? If you don't express your opinions, this deal cannot be concluded. 】

Daoist Jin Lian jumped out and explained: [No. 7 has been missing since last year. Number eight must die. Just rule them out for now. 】

[Four: But number seven is still alive, right? 】

[Two: The shards of Book No. 7 are here with me Well, for some reason, he escaped by feigning death and went to asylum. 】

【Three: Then I'm fine. 】

Xu Qi'an paused for a few seconds, and entered the message again: [I heard Sangbo calling for help! 】

A cry for help came from Sangboli? !

No. 3's calm and breezy words sounded like thunder in the hearts of everyone in the Tiandihui.

In the place where the founder of the country was proclaimed, and in the lake where the sword of Zhen Guo was enshrined, there was a cry for help.

Who is calling for help?

Who to turn to?

The Book of the Earth chat group fell into a strange silence. After a long time, Number One, who has always been taciturn, took the lead in sending the letter: [Impossible! 】

Everyone immediately turned their attention back to the "Book from the Ground" fragments, and waited for a long time without getting a response from No. 3.

That's right, No. 3 is a disciple of Yunlu Academy. He is arrogant and doesn't bother to refute.

This also proves that what No. 3 said is true, such an arrogant student doesn't even bother to lie.

Number one seemed to understand this truth, and after the question he blurted out just now, he didn't speak any more.

[Four: It's really unbelievable news. 】

[Nine: The value of this secret is extremely high. 】

[Two: Will there be any existence imprisoned under Sangbo? What do you think. 】

Number two gives a guess.

Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat, as expected, I'm not the only one who thinks this way.

[Five: Wow, there is a peerless devil sealed in Dafeng's Sangboli? Hey, No. 1, No. 3, No. 4, you are all great servants, do you remember anything? 】

[Six: No need to ask, No. 1 obviously doesn't know. As we all know, No. 1 is an important figure in the imperial court. This means that only the royal family, and even Emperor Yuan Jing, may know about it. 】

[One: I will try to investigate this matter, number three, if I make progress, can I use it to offset your information. 】

【Three: Heh, it depends on what you can find out. 】

After waiting for five minutes, no one spoke, Xu Qi'an confirmed that this group of unqualified netizens had gone offline.

Put away the small jade mirror, leave the hut, take a few deep breaths of fresh air, and feel alive.

"If the toilet was like this in my previous life, I would definitely be able to get rid of the bad habit of sitting for half an hour because no one wants to play with mobile phones in such an environment." Xu Qi'an added in his heart: the smelly latrine is the best doctor for hemorrhoids.

Back in the side hall, Zhu Guangxiao was voicing, and Song Tingfeng was flipping through the forbidden books on pornographic history that he could not see. Of course, they were not from Yuan Jingdi and Jue Se Guoshi.

"Are you going to have a baby?" Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and laughed and teased.

"Yes," Xu Qi'an nodded, leaned comfortably on the seat, and said seriously: "Damn ghost, that's your cub."

Zhu Guangxiao next to him lost his breath, opened his eyes unexpectedly, and glanced at Xu Qi'an.

Song Tingfeng shuddered, cupped his hands, lowered his head and continued to read.

He considers himself a cynical type, extroverted, and always smiles when he meets people. It is the kind of character that can be handy with anyone.

But facing Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng felt that he was still a gentleman.

Many times, I know that the other party is joking, but I just can't adapt and lose the battle.

"Let's go to the Jiaofang Division at night." Song Tingfeng suggested: "I'll invite a few colleagues to go, and let's go play together. After a long time, we will be our own people."

After a pause, he said solemnly: "After the incident with Yang Jinluo and Jiang Jinluo, there are not a few people in the yamen who are jealous of you, and they don't like you in private.

You need to socialize more, instead of just messing around with me and Zhu Guangxiao all day. "

Zhu Guangxiao opened his eyes and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I often hear people say bad things about you in private."

Xu Qi'an, who didn't want to play with them, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He is not a young and energetic stunned young man, he is well versed in the truth that Muxiu must be destroyed by forest wind.

Since joining the watchman, he has indeed neglected the entertainment among colleagues, mainly because he meets Wei Yuan all day long and hangs out with the Warlock Si Tianjian, so his vision is a bit high.

So under the guidance of Song Tingfeng, he found a few acquaintances, Tongluo who was also under the command of Yingong Li Yuchun, and made an appointment with them to go to Jiaofangsi to play at night.

Of course, there is no question of who treats the guests. Everyone knows the price of the Jiaofang Secretary, and they can't afford it.

However, Xu Qi'an said nonchalantly, let's go to Yingmei Xiaoge to reserve the venue, and I will take care of it.

The gongs were bloodied on the spot and became sexually aroused.

Document library, A character warehouse.

The sandalwood is burning, and the cyan smoke is as straight as a line. The sunlight shines through the lattice windows, reflecting regular and neat color blocks on the ground.

Wei Yuan closed the thick "Thirteen Classics of Dafeng", pondered for a moment, got up, and found a copy of "Kyushu Chronicles: Western Regions" in the bookshelf.

The sandalwood is burned to ashes, and the incense ash falls into the small furnace.

Wei Yuan closed all the books and squeezed the space between his brows wearily. Before he knew it, the books piled up in his hand were already as high as his shoulders.

"Father, what did you find?" Nangong Qianrou finally waited for the opportunity.

"I probably know what's going on." Wei Yuan sighed.

"What's the secret in Sang Boli?" Nangong Qianrou asked.

"This is not something you should know." Wei Yuan shook his head, warning with a serious face: "Forget what happened today, don't pursue it, don't discuss it in private."

Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou lowered their heads at the same time: "Yes."

Dusk, scattered value.

Including Xu Qi'an, ten watchmen entered Jiaofangsi Hutong with their heads held high.

During the Beijing inspection period when all officials are silent, the watchman can walk sideways in Jiaofangsi.

"Ning Yan, Fuxiang Huakui will really meet us?"

"I heard that Floating Fragrance Oiran hasn't accompanied guests for a long time,"

"Plum Shadow Pavilion will really let us book the venue?"

The Tonggongs were a little unconvinced, because scholars are most welcome in Jiaofangsi, and all kinds of entertainment programs are biased towards serving scholars.

It's social ethos.

Although the watchmen supervise all officials and are upright, they have a mutual check and balance relationship with the officials.

If there is chaos in the Jiaofang Division, the Ministry of Rites will be very happy, eager to seize the opportunity to impeach and beat others.

Therefore, if Fuxiang Huakuan is unwilling to entertain them, the Tonggongs can only leave and lose face.

It's just that the multiplayer game proposed by Xu Qi'an was too tempting. After listening to it, the watchmen angrily scolded Xu Qi'an for being immoral, and when they asked whether they would go or not, they quickly agreed.

When they came to Yingmei Xiaoge, the gongs couldn't help but slow down, highlighting the ordinary Xu Qi'an who was caught in the crowd.

Xu Qi'an took off his waist knife, patted the little turtle's butt with the scabbard, and said with a relaxed smile, "Go and tell your wife, I want to reserve the venue."