Chapter 21 Executive
The vermilion lacquered door of Liu Shiyu's residence was slowly opened from the inside.

Inside the door, Yun Yang, who walked out first, was a little more arrogant: "Here is the evidence. I will rush the evidence to the capital over 800 miles for the emperor to make the final decision!"

Liu Mingxian sat on his warhorse, his expression flickering under the mourning hat illuminated by the firelight.

He looked at the pile of evidence in Yunyang's hand, and veins on his forehead throbbed. He didn't expect that Yunyang and Jiaotu really found evidence. If he wanted to avenge the old man now, he would no longer have any reason to do so.

However, he suddenly felt something was wrong... He looked up behind Yun Yang and saw a masked man with his head lowered.

Who is this?
Why are you wearing a mask?
Just when Liu Mingxian wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly saw Yun Yang take a small step and completely block the masked man, looking at him with a smile: "Master Liu, are you still not going to retreat?"

Liu Mingxian remained silent, with no intention of backing down.

Both sides were on the verge of a fight, waiting for him to speak. Whether to fight or retreat was entirely up to him.

Liu Mingxian asked calmly, "Where's Liang Gou'er?"

The young man holding the reins beside the horse said in panic, "Second Uncle, Liang Maoer just came to deliver a letter saying that Liang Gouer had already fought against the eunuchs and is now sleeping in Hongyi Lane."

Liu Mingxian's face darkened. He looked at the Chief Punishment Officer Yulongwei who had already drawn his sword and said through gritted teeth, "Tell Liang Gou'er to get out of the Liu family with his broken sword. There is no place for him in the Liu family!"

However, he still did not intend to give up. He drove his horse again and led hundreds of Liu family members to attack.

At this time, Lin Chaoqing said, "Master Liu, don't let the entire Liu family down. You might as well wait for Elder Liu to return to Luocheng and ask him before deciding what to do."

Liu Mingxian stared at Lin Chaoqing, and finally, he bowed his hands in the air and said, "Liu is waiting for the punishment at home. Come back and prepare the funeral for the old man!
When he was leaving, he couldn't help but look back, and saw Lin Chaoqing whispering something to the masked man.

"Investigate that masked man!" Liu Mingxian said in a ferocious tone, "Yun Yang and Jiao Tu are both good at killing people, but I've never heard that they have the ability to investigate crimes and find evidence. The masked man must have played a role in this. We must find him out!"

"I know, uncle."

At one point, Liu Mingxian even had a hunch: If there hadn't been this masked man tonight, perhaps everything would have been different.

After the Liu family left, Lin Chaoqing also got on his horse. He straightened his raincoat and looked down at Chen Ji: "Young man, my promise is valid for two months. Maybe within two months, you will understand who are the people in the Secret Service."

Yun Yang's face darkened: "Who are you being sarcastic about? Besides criticizing your colleagues, what else can you do?"

Lin Chaoqing led the Chief Criminal Officer eastward in silence. The dark straw raincoat he wore was folded behind him like black wings. He came in and left in the dust.

As he rode away, the Fish Dragon Guards smiled at Chen Ji from under their bamboo hats. They respected people with abilities.

But Chen Ji was destined not to work for the Chief Criminal Department, because he did not need an official position and had never thought of serving the imperial power.

He now wants to practice cultivation more, but cultivation requires money, which the Chief Criminal Department cannot give.

As the sound of horse hooves faded away, Yun Yang glanced at Chen Ji and said, "Once you join the Chief Criminal Division, you will be the enemy of all officials in the court, and you can only be a lone minister for the rest of your life. Since ancient times, how many lone ministers have had a good ending?"

Chen Ji responded calmly: "Thank you, Lord Yunyang, for your reminder."

Yun Yang asked: "Do you think there are other members of the Liu family involved?"

Chen Ji shook his head: "I don't know."

Yun Yang asked again: "Does Jingchao have other means of transmitting information?"

Chen Ji shook his head again: "I don't know."

"Are you hiding something again like you did last time in Zhou's house?"

Chen Ji said firmly: "No."

Yun Yang laughed angrily. The boy in front of him was far from being as honest as he looked, but there was nothing he could do.

He looked at Chen Ji with a smile and said, "Tomorrow night, someone will deliver fifty taels of silver to the Taiping Clinic and leave."

"Wait a moment! Can I get an advance of eight cents?" Chen Ji asked.

Yun Yang took out eight copper coins from his sleeve with a strange look on his face. "Are you crazy because you are poor? You dare to ask for eight cents? This is a gift for you."

Chen Ji smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you. I'll take my leave then."

Jiaotu suddenly felt that Chen Ji's smile was the most sincere only at this moment.

Yun Yang said: "Wait, don't leave yet."

Before Chen Ji could react, he saw a dagger fall out of his sleeve and slash past Chen Ji's ear, and a strand of hair fell into his palm: "You can go now."

Chen Ji was silent for a moment, and finally left without saying anything.

After Chen Ji walked away, Jiaotu couldn't help asking, "Why don't we bring him into the Secret Service and transfer him to our side? Then we can use him to do any work we want. Why would we need to pay him fifty taels of silver as a reward? How many nice clothes can I buy with fifty taels of silver? I can't wear them all in a few years!"

"No," Yun Yang denied, "This kid's ability... He is cruel to others, even crueler to himself, and he is also smart, which is what the Minister of Internal Affairs likes the most. If he really enters the Secret Service, who knows when he will ride on our heads."

“But there’s no room for the twelve zodiac animals,” Jiaotu said.

Yun Yang whispered, "I heard that Bing Hu is about to abdicate... I was really confused. How could I think he could replace Bing Hu's position."

Jiaotu suddenly said, "We have to confirm whether he is a spy of Jing Dynasty, so that we can use him with confidence in the future."

Yun Yang said calmly, "I have already thought of this. I sent a pigeon to Meng Ji in Kaifeng Prefecture last night. He will arrive in Luocheng soon. With him interrogating, everything will be safe."

"What's the price for inviting Mengji?"

"It's a big price... Let's go, it's getting late."

In the blink of an eye, the once bustling courtyard was left with only leaves fluttering in the autumn wind.

It was as if it was the destined fate of everyone, that after the noise and feast, all that was left was desolation and emptiness.

…………

Chen Ji was walking in a dark alley. As he walked, he saw a black, furry kitten on the wall, holding a book and a ginseng in its mouth.

The boy was walking on the ground, and the cat followed slowly on the wall. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the man and the cat moved one in front and one behind, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding and rhythm.

As the dark clouds loosened, books and ginseng fell from the sky.

Chen Ji raised his hand silently and caught the book and ginseng in mid-air. The ice flowed out and turned a small half of the ginseng into four transparent beads.

But he stuffed the book and the remaining ginseng into his arms, and then threw the beads one by one onto the eaves of the wall. Wuyun caught the beads accurately in his mouth as he walked.

The man and the cat performed a set of movements smoothly as if they had been rehearsed. The warm current was transmitted from the dark clouds to Chen Ji, suddenly lighting up the fourth fire next to his dantian!

In an instant, faint flames were released from the four fires, connecting the four fires like a chain, like a complete cage, completely blocking the entire Dantian.

These four fires seemed to be naturally bound together. The moment they were connected, they produced a huge warm current that washed over his flesh, blood, and bones, sweeping away all his fatigue from the night before.

Chen Ji looked up and silently pointed in a direction to the dark clouds.

But the man and the cat suddenly separated at a T-junction, one going forward and the other going left.

The next moment, Chen Ji ran wildly!

Then, hurried footsteps were heard in the mist dozens of steps behind him, and a blurry figure was approaching quickly.

Chen Ji took a detour in the dark, trying to get rid of the other party in the intricate streets.

But the tracker always managed to find the right one at the fork in the road, and he seemed to be able to hear the other party's breathing behind him.

No, I can't run away.

The opponent's footsteps were getting closer and closer. Chen Ji judged that the opponent's speed was faster than his own, at least at the level of a spy.

He knew that someone would follow him and even wanted to kill him, so he used the ginseng that he had originally intended to keep to make up for the loss of the clinic to transform it into ice flow without hesitation.

People have to live first, then everything will have meaning.

After coming to this world, Chen Ji seemed to have encountered a hell mode start. Even if he hid in the clinic and did not go out, dangers would come to him one by one.

But if life is destined to be like this, he chooses not to escape.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer, but Chen Ji's eyes were filled with calmness.

As the footsteps got closer, and when there were only three body lengths left between the two people, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the person who was coming.

The narrow alley can usually only accommodate two people walking at the same time. On both sides are high walls of houses and the ground is an uneven stone path.

The intruder didn't expect that the prey would dare to turn around and fight. He subconsciously tried to draw the sword at his waist, but before he could draw it, his wrist was held down by Chen Ji.

The killer was originally much stronger than Chen Ji, but the inertia of the collision between the two gave Chen Ji greater power to hold down his hand.

With a clang, the knife was forcibly pushed back before it was even pulled out!

Under the hazy moonlight, the middle-aged killer's pupils suddenly contracted. He couldn't help but look at Chen Ji, only to find that Chen Ji was also staring at him.

This is not the look a prey should have.

But the middle-aged killer retreated backwards, raised his leg and kicked Chen Ji in the chest, causing the boy to roll backwards.

He drew his knife again, but this time when he was halfway through, Chen Ji somersaulted and rushed over without any pause.

With a clang, the knife was pushed back again.

Twice in a row, the killer didn't even pull out his knife!

The killer sneered in his heart. He simply threw away the knife and punched Chen Ji in the chest repeatedly.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him had his middle leg wide open and his body full of flaws, showing no experience in fighting at all.

The killer looked at Chen Ji again, but found that there was no fear or pain in the other's eyes. Instead, there was excitement, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes.

Chen Ji was certain at this time that the practitioners in this world must be a minority. They were hiding behind this world and would not appear easily.

Otherwise, no matter who wanted to kill him tonight, they shouldn't have just sent this "ordinary person" in front of them.

Compared with Lin Chaoqing and Yun Yang, this middle-aged killer can indeed be regarded as just an ordinary person!

In an instant, Chen Ji, who was being beaten one punch after another, turned around and rushed forward again, crashing into the killer's arms and clamping the opponent's arms under his armpits.

It's now!

A dark shadow came from the eaves of the wall, and the killer looked back in horror. He thought there was someone ambushing behind him, but he only saw a black kitten.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the black cat had passed him by.

As they crossed each other, the sharp nails of the dark cloud cut through the killer's neck.

呲.

A streak of blood splattered on the wall.

Chen Ji let go of the killer and sat on the ground panting. He looked coldly at the killer who retreated in disbelief, covering his neck, and slowly fell against the wall.

The middle-aged killer saw the black cat and jumped into the arms of the young man. He asked unwillingly, "Sir?"

Chen Ji frowned. Xingguan? Is this the general term for practitioners in this world?
(End of this chapter)