Chapter 273: Force King Yang Qianhuan to turn around!

Accumulating merits is beneficial to cultivating a righteous spirit. The stronger the righteousness, the more one can say and do what he wants.

"I'll remember the Health Hall. I can ask the people from the Sifang Escort Agency to help take care of it."

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Master Li, please be merciful. I have discovered that there is a powerful trafficking organization in the capital that specializes in buying and selling children and women."

"What's even more abominable is that they would blind, poison, mute, or even maim children, and then leave them to beg on the streets.

I have been tracking down this organization, but they are very vigilant and have not achieved any results."

This organization was nurtured by the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion, but the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion was wiped out. The masters of that organization disguised themselves as monks to rob and kill the princess, but they were all killed by Li Changan.

It now seems that this Yazi organization has not been eradicated, but has gone into hiding and continues to do evil. It is really like a centipede that is dying but is still alive.

"I'll keep an eye out."

After receiving Li Changan's reply, Brother Hengyuan set out on their journey to the west, leaving the capital far behind.

The place where Henghui was exiled was Chuzhou, the border of Dafeng.

When Li Changan returned to the city, it was already evening. When he passed by the gate of the Jiaofang Bureau, he happened to meet a middle-aged man with a sneaky look.

After the man went out, he took out an orange and sprayed the peel on himself.

Using the pungent smell of orange peel to cover up the chicken smell on your body requires a veteran to be so skilled.

"Hey, Captain Xu."

Hearing Li Changan's call, Xu Pingzhi, who was walking close to the wall, suddenly staggered, looking embarrassed as if he was caught in the act.

After seeing Li Changan, he became even more nervous. He had only met Li Changan once, but Li Changan actually remembered him.

If he met him somewhere else, Xu Pingzhi would be overjoyed. After all, Li Changan was now a popular figure in Prince Yu's Mansion, and several government offices were trying to recruit him.

With Xu Pingzhi's official position of seventh-rank centurion, he was still not qualified to make friends with such a prominent figure.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "It turns out to be Lord Li. What a coincidence."

Li Changan smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, I didn't enter the Jiaofang Bureau. Captain Xu left before dark?"

Xu Pingzhi quickly explained, "These were all social events. I had no choice but to do them. As for spending the night in a brothel, I have never done that before."

It turned out that Xu Pingzhi was enjoying paid companionship of a pure cuckold, but that was understandable. After all, the women in the Jiaofangsi were far less charming than his wife Li Ru.

"Is Captain Xu familiar with the streets and alleys of the inner city?"

Xu Pingzhi pulled Li Changan and intentionally or unintentionally left the street where the Jiaofangsi was located, for fear of being seen.

"Yes, I know it well. I patrol the inner city every day and I know it better than my own home."

Li Changan said, "I want to buy a house in the inner city, but those real estate agents have too many tricks, and I'm afraid I'll waste my money."

Living under someone else's roof is not sustainable. Li Changan cannot live in the palace villa forever. He still needs to have his own property.

Imperial Sword Guards like Xu Pingzhi patrol the inner city all year round and have a more comprehensive understanding of the situation in the inner city.

If Xu Qiyan had not spent all his time practicing martial arts, Xu Pingzhi might have been able to buy property in the inner city after accumulating money for most of his life. However, with Xu Qiyan, a money-eating beast who practices martial arts, it would be difficult for him to live in the inner city in this lifetime.

"Since Lord Li thinks highly of me, I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Li Changan is a well-known figure in Prince Yu's Mansion. Xu Pingzhi is of course happy to have such an opportunity to make friends with him.

Moreover, since he could buy a house in the inner city, Li Changan must be very rich. I heard that the various government offices can give him dozens of taels of silver every month.

With Xu Pingzhi's help and asking Chu Caiwei to look at the feng shui, I will definitely be able to buy a good house.

Li Changan is not rich now. He only has more than 30,000 taels of silver at most. It is necessary for him to invent something and sell it for money.

When I returned to Prince Yu's villa, I saw Princess Pingyang getting off the carriage with red eyes.

"Pingyang, what happened?"

Henghui left the capital in the morning. It's already evening. I wonder if she has been crying all day.

"Master, when you went to see Henghui off, I only saw you from a distance, but Sister Huaiqing scolded me for two hours..."

Huaiqing saw that Prince Yu did not teach his daughter well, so she acted like the head of the family. She believed that it is better to guide than to block. After all, Huaiqing had no children of her own and therefore did not know how to teach them.

"Follow me into the room and I will give you an article."

When it comes to educating his son, Zhuge Wuhou is an expert. Li Changan memorized an "Admonitions to My Son" and gave it to Pingyang, but changed the title to "Admonitions to My Disciples".

"A gentleman's conduct is to cultivate oneself in tranquility and to cultivate virtue in frugality. Without indifference, one cannot achieve his ambition; without tranquility, one cannot achieve his goal..."

Princess Pingjun read the article word by word. Although the principles in the article were similar to what Huaiqing said, the tone was like a spring breeze, refreshing and soothing.

Of course, this article was not only written for Pingyang, it was also the beginning of Li Changan's fame as an article. This article was enough to attract the attention of great scholars.

After Princess Pingyang left, Li Changan continued to memorize Zhuge Wuhou's "Thirty-six Chapters of Wu Hou".

In the previous life, Zhuge Liang and Li Changan conquered the world, and Zhuge Wuhou wrote a book based on his lifelong insights, which also included a lot of Li Changan's efforts. Therefore, it is not the original 24 chapters of the Art of War, but 36 chapters of Wuhou.

The Thirty-Six Chapters of Wu Hou can be called a wonderful book, covering domestic affairs, military strategies, army management, and military tactics. Although the content is concise, it is all summarized from actual combat and is the crystallization of the wisdom of Zhuge Liang and Wu Hou in two lifetimes.

Such a magnificent work should have given Huaiqing, Wei Yuan and other great scholars a great shock.

The next day.

Li Changan could not have imagined that two Golden Luo night watchmen would come to visit him. There were only eight or nine Golden Luo night watchmen in the capital, all of whom were of the fourth rank, and were considered high-ranking officials in the night watchmen's office.

One of them was serious, his facial features were as stiff as a sculpture, without any emotion, and he looked very solemn, "I am Yang Yan, the Ministry of Justice has informed the night watchmen's office about Fa Hun's challenge to Lord Li."

The other one has a feminine temperament and a handsome appearance, with phoenix eyes and willow-shaped eyebrows. At first glance, he looks like a man dressed as a woman, quite charming.

"I am Nangong Qianrou, cooperating with Yang Yan and Lord Li to hunt down Fa Hun."

The actual combat capability displayed by Li Changan was not much different from that of a fourth-rank warrior, so even the golden gong was polite to him.

"Master Nangong, we meet again."

Li Changan's casual words shocked Nangong Qianrou. He was present when Li Changan killed Junior Brother Fahun, but he was hiding in the dark.

"Lord Li is indeed unfathomable. He was able to sense me from such a long distance. But now that I have met that Flower Monk, I should be careful."

"Fa Hun is a man that the night watchmen must kill. He has killed hundreds of Dafeng masters, and the stronger the people he kills, the stronger he becomes. He is very difficult to deal with."

After a few pleasantries, Yang Yan said, "Fa Hun's physique is very strong. I once caught up with him, but even with my full strength of energy, I couldn't break his defense."

The monk route is similar to the Diamond Physique in the Snow World. Once you achieve something, your defense will be incredible.

Yang Yan is considered very strong among the fourth-grade ones, but it is really unbelievable that his defense cannot be broken.

"We only have one magical weapon that can conceal our aura, and we borrowed another one from Qinglong Temple. Nangong and I will conceal our auras and hide in the dark. With the combined strength of the three of us, we should have a chance to capture that thief monk."

Yang Yan's words were very cautious. With three fourth-rank fighters, they could only hope to capture him, not kill him. It seemed that he was impressed by Fa Hun's incredible defense.

“It’s a pity that the third disciple of the director of the Imperial Observatory is in seclusion…” Nangong Qianrou interrupted.

Yang Yan said with some regret, "An eighth-grade warlock can shield his own aura, but only a fourth-grade warlock has a certain combat capability. This disciple is already a fourth-grade array master. If he can work with us, he will definitely be able to capture Fa Hun."

The warlocks, the ninth-grade physician, the eighth-grade fortune teller, the seventh-grade geomancer, the sixth-grade alchemist, the fifth-grade prophet, and the fourth-grade formation master, do not look like they can fight very well and should be mainly used as support.

"Who is the third disciple of the Supervisor?"

Li Changan couldn't figure out the answer for a moment, so he just asked casually.

However, as soon as this sentence came out, a distant voice came from the yard.

"You didn't even know me in the capital. Man, you succeeded in attracting my attention."

When this sentence reached the lobby, Li Changan suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. If he had not read the original novel, he would have thought that Ye Liangchen had come.

Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou also moved their buttocks uncomfortably, but their faces soon turned into forced joy. The man who spoke was the strong reinforcement they wanted.

But the expressions of these two people made Li Changan feel like he was pinching his nose and asking for help.

After all, the person who was speaking was the number one pretentious person in Dafeng, the King of Pretending Yang Qianhuan!

"Li Changan! I'm asking Senior Brother Yang to help you!"

After a burst of running sounds, Chu Caiwei, with her eyebrows curved like the moon and her face rosy, walked into the lobby with a smile.

"Brother Yang heard that you were a fellow practitioner of the Three Sects, but he refused to believe it, so I asked him to come and see for himself!"

Chu Caiwei's cheerful words slightly relieved the discomfort of the two Jinluo.

"Oh! A mere warrior, a declining Confucianist, and an unorthodox Taoist technique, even if he can practice all three, how can he compare to the expertise of a sorcerer?"

Yang Qianhuan's confident and indifferent tone floated out from the air above the courtyard, and then a figure in fluttering white clothes descended from the sky, with his back to the crowd and his hands behind his back, like an immortal who was isolated from the world.

Yang Qianhuan, a fourth-rank sorcerer, took one look at Li Changan and knew that what Chu Caiwei said was true. Li Changan indeed exuded the aura of three systems.

In the world of Dafeng, the cultivation system has a contempt chain. Martial artists who cultivate their physical strength are the weakest of the weak, belonging to a system that no one looks down upon. Confucianism was once magnificent, but now it is somewhat in decline.

Chu Caiwei grinned, perhaps she also felt a little embarrassed by Yang Qianhuan's madness.

Nangong Qianrou frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Caiwei, why does your senior brother always carry us behind our backs?"

Yang Yan stood up, bowed and said, "Brother Yang, please turn around and have a chat."

After hearing what Yang Yan said, Chu Caiwei did not answer. Instead, she took out some snacks and sat next to Li Changan, with an expression of watching a show.

"Here you go!" Li Changan took the meat jerky handed over by Chu Caiwei. Chu Caiwei smiled sweetly with satisfaction, and the little stars in her big eyes kept twinkling.

Yang Qianhuan seemed to be talking to himself, "Please allow me to refuse. Yang does what he wants and does not care about anyone's opinion."

He said he didn't care, and then said to himself sadly, "The pillars of Dafeng, Jianzheng teacher and Wei Yuan always like to turn their backs on everyone."

"One of them is looking out from the distance in the observation pavilion, and the other is sitting high on the Bagua Terrace. Both of them are protecting the people of Dafeng from the wind and rain. Qian Huan really admires such a great demeanor."

Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou couldn't help but hold their foreheads and awkwardly turned their gaze away from Yang Qianhuan's back.

Chu Caiwei leaned forward and whispered to Li Changan, "Li Changan... I'm telling you, Senior Brother Yang has always been like this. Even if he is willing to help you, he will talk to you with his back turned."

After hearing this, Yang Yan no longer forced it. As long as Yang Qianhuan could help, it would be the best. If he wanted to pretend, then let him do it.

"Fa Hun's body is too strong, and he still needs to rely on Brother Qian Huan's formation..."

Yang Yan just opened his mouth when he saw Li Changan waving his hand and moving his lips slightly, as if he was whispering to Chu Caiwei.

"Warlock Yang Qianhuan, turn around and enter the room."

Yang Yan paused unconsciously, and then he noticed that a strange aura burst out from Yang Qianhuan's body. He instantly moved to the lobby, facing Li Changan and Yang Yan.

Follow your words!
Yang Qianhuan's eyes were wide open and his teeth were clenched tightly. It was obvious that he had just tried his best to resist Li Changan's words and actions, but failed.

He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "I was careless and didn't dodge..."

"Hehe!" Chu Caiwei laughed like a silver bell and showed a gloating smile.

Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou looked at each other in surprise. This was beyond the scope of the six virtues of a gentleman, and he could use his words and deeds at will. This was the fourth-grade gentleman realm. Li Changan had advanced!
Yang Qianhuan was obviously unwilling. He took a chair and sat down with his back to the crowd.

At this time, Chu Caiwei smiled and said, "Teacher has said that within a short period of time, a fourth-grade gentleman can speak freely to people of the same realm three times. Senior Brother Yang, you..."

"crunch..."

There was a sound of chair legs rubbing against the ground, and Yang Qianhuan woodenly turned the chair around to face everyone.

If Li Changan were to turn the tables again, he would lose all his face.

Confucianism was in decline, so there were less than ten fourth-rank gentlemen in the entire capital, and they were all great Confucian scholars, but Li Changan happened to be one of them.

After trying out the "Speak and Make Magic Happen" technique on Yang Qianhuan, Li Changan suddenly felt a backlash force in his body, which was much stronger than when he was at the fifth level of virtue. Fortunately, Li Changan had enough righteous energy, and he quickly wrapped up the backlash force, and it didn't take long for it to be swallowed up and eliminated.

"Everyone, if there is anything you need to discuss, I will lead the way and take down that reckless monk. I think that even if he has a strong body, he is no match for me!"

Facing Yang Qianhuan's confidence, Yang Yan did not correct him. "When the time comes, let Brother Li hold that guy steady first. The three of us will hide in the dark, and then we will attack together. It will be easy to capture him."

The few of them discussed the details again. Yang Qianhuan was like an old monk in meditation. He said nothing and just nodded at most.

Finally, when it was almost over, Yang Qianhuan said, "Junior sister will go too."

Chu Caiwei was swallowing dried fruit and was almost choked by this. She pointed her little finger at the tip of her nose and asked, "Me?"

Yang Qianhuan nodded seriously, "If you don't go, who will tell all the brothers about how I easily killed a monk with incredible defense?"

It seems that Yang Qianhuan is very clear about the difficulty of killing Fa Hun, and killing him will make him famous.

"You can't... let me tell you how great I am. If you don't go, I won't help Li Changan."

Chu Caiwei raised her embroidered eyebrows and said helplessly, "I can't sleep on my day off, it's so annoying... Well, let's go."

Then Yang Qianhuan turned and left. When he was almost at the door, he said with confidence, "Everyone, see you eight and a half miles outside the city in two days!"

I've already reached the door. I won't be pulled back by someone else's words. I can finally talk with my back to him.

Two days later, eight and a half miles outside Beijing.

There was a tea stall outside the town, and Li Changan sat there drinking tea after he arrived.

The two Jin Luos, Yang Qianhuan and Chu Caiwei concealed their auras and hid in the dark, staring at the tea stall from afar.

Those passing by here are all people on their way to and from the capital, and not many people stay.

Li Changan didn't have to wait long before he saw a big bald man walking out of the town. He had hard white stubble and a face full of flesh. He was nine feet tall, and his arms were twice as thick as Chu Caiwei's thighs.

When the sturdy man walked over, Li Changan felt the ground was shaking. His fierce eyes revealed chilling murderous intent and coldness.

"Li Changan, you dare to come here."

Fahun sat opposite Li Changan, his voice as deep as a bell, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

Li Changan took a sip of tea and said casually, "I'm here, but you shouldn't have come."

"Because, if you come, you will die."

Fahun opened his mouth and laughed, "You are so close to me, even if someone helps you in the dark, you will not survive."

Yang Qianhuan, who was hiding in the dark, whispered, "You ignorant piece of trash, I can kill you with just one move. Even if you are physically strong, you are no match for me."

Yang Yan said, "To be on the safe side, let's follow Brother Li's method from yesterday. When the time is right, we can use words and magic to move that guy into our encirclement."

Afterwards, several people began to wait for Li Changan to take action.

However, Li Changan did not follow through with his words, but asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you strong?"

"Hehe! That old eunuch Wei Yuan specially sent Jinluo Yang Yan to chase me."

Li Changan said, "You are physically strong, so he didn't kill you with one shot."

Hearing Li Changan's words, Fa Hun was suddenly stunned and burst into thunderous laughter.

"Nonsense! I stopped and let him stab me ten times, but he couldn't kill me and could only run away!"

Li Changan was also slightly stunned, and then he understood. After all, Lord Jinluo also had to save face. No wonder Yang Yan was so afraid of Fa Hun.

This message spread far away, and the people in the town saw the gangsters fighting and quickly hid in their houses.

Yang Yan's face was gloomy. He held the spear in his hand and said with gritted teeth, "This beast has ruined my reputation. He should be killed!"

Nangong Qianrou pretended not to hear, while Qian Huan turned his back to everyone and sneered.

"The problem is that you can't kill him. Hey, the silver wax spear head is not easy to use. Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"

Chu Caiwei blinked her big eyes, looking like a curious baby, "Yang Jinluo, is what that guy said true? Will Li Changan be in danger?"

Yang Yan did not give a direct answer, but said with a firm look, "I believe in Brother Li's ability!"

At the tea stall, Li Changan shook his head, "Yang Jinluo is known as the most amazing shot in the capital, there is absolutely no possibility of this."

Seeing that Li Changan didn't believe him, Fahun patted his chest and said, "Even if you have two or three people ambushing me today, you can't do anything to me."

"Since you don't believe me, why don't you try to hit me with the same Dragon Qi Fist that you used to kill my junior brother!"

As he spoke, he ripped open his chest, revealing a chest covered in steel-like muscles.

Li Changan did not stand up, "Then I will try?"

Fa Hun showed a look of contempt, and the fat on his face trembled a few times. He said arrogantly, "Let's give it a try!"

Li Changan stood up, lifted up the sleeves of his green gown, and gestured twice at Fahun's chest.

"You're ready."

Fa Hun looked at Li Changan as if he were a small animal. "Come on, come on, show your best and slap your uncle!"

Yang Yan said in the dark, "Don't shoot, it's impossible to hit him. Only by using Brother Qian Huan's formation and combining our strength can we break his Vajra Divine Art and the monk's defense."

Yang Qianhuan said indifferently, "Let him try, so that Li Changan will know that the three-door fellow practitioners are not as specialized as my sorcerer, and at the critical moment, we have to rely on this formation master to come out!"

Only Chu Caiwei had a look of sudden enlightenment, "Oh...it turns out that Yang Jinluo really stabbed the monk ten times."

Under Fa Hun's contemptuous gaze, Li Changan took a deep breath and then launched a palm strike of Kang Long You Hui in an ordinary manner.

With a brief dragon roar, Li Changan's palms burst out with shocking energy.

boom!
The palm hit Fa Hun's chest, and suddenly his Qi surged violently, making a shocking sound!
The entire tea stall was instantly blown apart by the powerful aura, a blood mist rushed up in front of the tea stall, and then several blood-red pieces of flesh tore into pieces!
When Yang Qianhuan reached out to take it, it turned out to be a smelly foot. The lower leg was broken in half, and the bones inside were shattered and bloody.

"Is this the body that you couldn't break even with ten shots?"

Yang Qianhuan turned his back and threw his stinky feet into Yang Yan's hands with a look of disgust. Yang Yan pinched his nose and said, "What a ghost, what a ghost..."

Nangong Qianrou stared at the place where the blood mist erupted in amazement, and stammered, "This, this, is this the aura of a fifth-grade warrior? You said it's possible to be a third-grade warrior..."

The dried fruit in Chu Caiwei's mouth fell to the ground, her big eyes full of disbelief, "Li Changan can unleash the combat power of a fourth-grade warrior, but the palm strike just now is obviously far beyond the fourth grade!"

Half of Fahun's head fell from the air to the ground. Li Changan calmly withdrew his palm, then put his hands behind his back and waited for the surrounding smoke and dust to dissipate.

Chu Caiwei rushed forward first. She pulled Li Changan's arm and said, "You smashed a fourth-grade monk with one palm. Li Changan, your hand is more powerful than Yang Jinluo's gun!"

Yang Yan ran over and checked Fahun's half head, then looked at Li Changan as if he had seen a ghost, totally unable to believe what he saw.

Yang Qianhuan and Li Changan said back to back, "There must be something wrong with Yang Yan's intelligence. This monk is so vulnerable..."

Li Changan swallowed and was also shocked.

The 1% chance of the Jie Zi secret exploding had actually happened to the unlucky Fa Hun. The palm strike just now, Kang Long You Hui, had exploded with ten times the power. It would be strange if you, Fa Hun, didn't die.

He is truly a rare and unrivalled monk!

(End of this chapter)