Chapter 4 Pursuit
Wang Yong frowned, glanced past her, and turned his attention to the little beggars lying on the street corner.

He was struggling in his heart, whether to do it or not.

If they did it, there might be complications. The Pan family couldn't find any trace of their "daughter". Most likely, as written in the letter, Pan Hong's daughter died in the early spring of last year.

Pan Hong and his two sons have already been exiled. If we find a daughter to blame for him now, it will also implicate Pan Tao's family who harbored "her". I wonder if Pan Hong's crimes can be added and his sentence changed to beheading. If Pan Hong can be beheaded, the eldest brother and uncle will definitely feel more relieved.

The risk just got bigger.

He decided not to do it. He was so unwilling to accept that he had gone through so much trouble but gained nothing.

How could he be wrong? The spy he sent out clearly saw a little girl of the same age at the Pan family.

Thinking of the portrait handed over by his informant, Wang Yong's gaze could not help but follow forward, but he found that the little girl was no longer on the street, and the man she had called "Daddy" before had just come out of the tavern after getting some wine, and was walking forward with another man arm in arm.

Which man would take his daughter with him when he goes out drinking?

Wang Yong came back to his senses with a start, his mind turned a thousand times, and he immediately rode his horse to chase after him.

Liu Jing, who was one step behind him, was looking down at the paper bird in his hand. When he saw him riding his horse at a fast pace and his hurried back, his eyes flashed slightly. After thinking for a moment, he decided to follow him from a distance.

He couldn't take the credit away from Wang Yong, but at least he wanted to know what he did in private. Maybe it would be useful in the future?
Pan Yun shuttled through the crowd, turning at every corner and entering every alley, just to get rid of Wang Yong behind her. Occasionally, she looked back and could no longer see Wang Yong, but her senses kept giving her "danger" signals, and it was obvious that she was not out of danger.

【What are you waiting for, help me! 】

Although the spiritual realm that had just given away some spiritual energy was cursing, it still extended its spiritual consciousness from the net she opened.

This was the first time since it came to this world that it used its spiritual consciousness to observe the world openly. In the past, in order to prevent Pan Jun from noticing it, it had only seen the world through her eyes.

This is a very familiar world. During the thousands of years that it has existed, the world has looked like this for most of the time.

It soon saw Wang Yong chasing after it, and also saw the officers surrounding it from all directions. It finally understood why he didn't see Pan Yun, but still kept biting her.

[Go forward, turn right after two alleys, and run to the end. There is a small forest there, but no one is there.]

Pan Yun ran according to its instructions.

The spiritual consciousness of the spiritual realm could not help but observe the people nearby. Pan Yun seemed to know what it was thinking. While running, he was still chatting with it in his mind, [Want to get away from me and find someone else? ]

Spiritual Realm: Who is in whose mind?

Pan Yun: [Do you think you can run away? If you dare to run, I will take you with me to death.]

Pan Yun spoke with finality, because with the precedent of her weaving a net to trap it, Ling Jing did not dare to move.

Although it had been studied by them in a previous life, the young researcher only showed professional skills, and it did not understand her;

In this life, although it has been with her since she was born, she lives a simple life and never goes out of the house. Her parents and brothers all love her. Her daily life is either reading, learning to read, taking medicine, or practicing. Her emotions are straight.

There were two relatively big ups and downs. The first was when her current father Pan Hong was arrested two months ago, which led to the exile of her family. The other one was just now, which almost implicated the entire Pan family.

Even when she was sick and dying last year, her mood didn't change much, so much so that Ling Jing was unsure whether she was really so strong-willed.

Regardless of whether she is or not, the spiritual realm is not it. It has existed for so long, and it doesn't want to fall on a fool.

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, Pan Jun slowed down his tone and asked it slowly in his mind: [Also, can you find a cultivation genius who is more talented than me in this world? ]

She has had the awareness of cultivation since birth and can refine the innate energy. When the spiritual energy was revived in her previous life, she was a genius in cultivation and possessed extremely extensive knowledge of cultivation. Who can compare to her?

Lingjing fell silent, and answered her with actual actions, "Wang Yong is still two alleys away from you, but he is not sure of your whereabouts, so he has people spread out to look for you. Now he is the closest to you."

It continued: [In front of the grove is a temple, not far to the left and right is a field, and further away is a group of houses. I can’t see anything further.]

Pan Jun was very satisfied and ran into the woods. It was a plum forest. The trees were full of leaves and there were fruits the size of little fingers between the leaves.

Pan Jun glanced around, walked deeper into the forest, picked up a few stones from the ground, and threw them away...

Lingjing glanced at the place where they landed, [Do you have enough spiritual energy to set up a formation now? ]

Pan Yun had already sat cross-legged behind a tree. Her aura changed, and she seemed to merge with the plum tree behind her. She adjusted her breathing and practiced, "Watch me, I need to recover some strength and spiritual energy."

The spiritual realm responded, and seeing Wang Yong getting closer and closer, hesitant for a moment, he still released some spiritual energy.

Pan Yun noticed the spiritual energy appearing in her meridians immediately. She was a little surprised, but she was not slow to move. She immediately activated the spiritual energy and started circulating it...

In addition to the spiritual energy in her body, there was also some energy absorbed from the outside world, as well as the energy in her body, which she refined into energy and collected in her dantian after circulating it around the body...

After refining the energy into her own, she opened her eyes and sent the energy to various points in the formation...

The moisture in the woods gradually thickened and fog slowly rose. Wang Yong, who had been searching, also found this place.

There must be something wrong with that little girl!

Wang Yong already had a guess in his mind. His informant was most likely right. The Pan family was hiding Pan Hong's daughter. Although he didn't know where the Pan family got the information, he had taken precautions in advance.

When he thought about the fact that he was about to make a contribution and might even catch those in the Jinyiwei who were disloyal to his uncle, he trembled all over and was extremely excited.

He has no blood relationship with Wang Zhen, and his status is far inferior to that of his nephew Wang Shan, but he is capable. What can that good-for-nothing Wang Shan do?
If only Wang Zhen could see his abilities...

Wang Yong's eyes lit up as he chased to a forest. He looked down at the faint footprints on the ground, then looked up at the faint shadows of the trees and couldn't help but smile. Did he think that he could avoid his eyes and ears by hiding here?

He kept his hand on the knife and walked slowly into the woods...

He didn't notice that the fog became thicker the further he went in, and finally his figure became a little blurry.

Pan Yun stood up silently, holding a stone in his right hand, opened his left hand, and poked the spiritual realm in his mind, "Give me the scissors."

Those are the scissors she uses for needlework.

Ling Jing didn't ask why, and a pair of scissors appeared in Pan Yun's hands.

(End of this chapter)