Xu Qi'an was very angry, anyone would be angry in this situation.

If he knew he couldn't win, Xu Qi'an would have already gone forward to cause trouble. He grabbed the collar with one hand and slapped with the other, questioning:

Didn't you promise to save me? You scumbag, give me back my life!

This damn monk completely betrayed his trust. He said that if Xu Qi'an offered his body to him, he would help him kill the enemy. Although it was just a verbal agreement, couldn't there be some sense of commitment?

At this moment, Xu Qi'an thought of a song that was very fitting:

You betrayed my love, you owe a debt to your conscience, and now that I know the truth, tears fall from my eyes.

"What should I do now? Can I still survive? Should I be reincarnated or possess someone else's body? Is there reincarnation in this world?"

With a nervous heart, Xu Qi'an suppressed all emotions and spoke politely to Monk Shen Shu.

At this point, there was no use in turning against each other. They should consider how to face the future. This wasn't being cowardly, it was the thinking of an adult.

Between reincarnation and possessing someone else's body, Xu Qi'an leaned more towards the latter. After all, it would take a very long time to grow from 8D to 8====D.

The soul of an adult trapped in a baby's body would go crazy in just a few years due to extreme boredom.

While Xu Qi'an was lost in thought, Monk Shen Shu opened his eyes, his expression calm and peaceful, and said, "Are you blaming me?"

No, I'm not blaming you, I'm blaming myself... Xu Qi'an silently complained.

"How much do you know about the martial artist system?" Monk Shen Shu asked with a smile.

Xu Qi'an thought for a moment and said, "What?"

Monk Shen Shu's expression paused slightly, as if he hadn't heard, and calmly said, "Martial artists refine their bodies, using their own strength to resist the power of heaven and earth. This 'body' not only refers to the physical body, but also encompasses the essence and spirit."

This damn monk doesn't understand the punchline, it's not fun... Xu Qi'an nodded in realization, "So, even if you were sealed for five hundred years, your divine soul would still be immortal, is that the reason?"

That makes sense. If it was just refining the physical body, then the weaknesses of martial artists would be too obvious. Systems like the Daoist sect, which focus on refining the divine soul, could possess martial artists in minutes.

Although martial artists don't have the flashy techniques of other systems, they feel the most stable in the later stages, at least more stable than the Daoist sect.

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Just look at the three sects of the Daoist sect, they can't do anything right, ranked first in collapse.

Monk Shen Shu nodded, "But below the third rank, martial artists focus on refining their bodies and cultivating Qi. Only at the seventh rank of the Divine Refinement Realm do they focus on refining the divine soul."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that something was wrong. If the proportions of essence, Qi, and spirit were equal, why was there only one rank, the seventh rank, that focused on refining the divine soul?

"Do you now understand the importance of the Divine Refinement Realm?" Monk Shen Shu explained, "Ordinary martial artists only preliminarily explore the limits of refining the divine soul, which is considered lower level. Breaking through the limits in desperate situations is considered higher level. The more solid foundation you lay at this stage, the deeper your accumulation will be when you reach higher ranks."

"Master, does the Divine Refinement Realm lay the foundation for which rank?" Xu Qi'an's heart moved.

"The second rank, Harmonizing Dao."

That's too far away for me. Whether I can reach that height in this lifetime is uncertain... Xu Qi'an silently complained, "The reasoning is like this, but, but I'm still dead in the end."

He felt that sacrificing his life for the intangible second rank was too much of a loss.

"To be born from death, how can one live without dying?" Monk Shen Shu smiled.

"Then should I be reincarnated or possess someone else's body?" Xu Qi'an asked, pondering, "If I have a choice, I hope to possess someone else's body. I don't have any big requirements, hmm, first and foremost, they must be exceptionally handsome.

"Secondly, they must be the legitimate son of a prominent family, born with a silver spoon in their mouth. Of course, their cultivation should be in the Qi Refining Realm, definitely not in the Essence Refining Realm. I don't want to go back to those days of suffering, sitting and sighing while touching my crotch.

"Lastly, I want a foxy sister who is in her twenties and knows how to whine."

Monk Shen Shu ignored his requirements, his face seemingly etched with eternal serenity, and said:

"Martial artists below the third rank can regenerate limbs and are extremely difficult to kill. When they reach the highest realm, they are known as the undying. By some stroke of luck, I have reached this realm."

Xu Qi'an's heart moved, and then he heard Monk Shen Shu say, "Before you died, I preserved your last strand of vitality. I used your body to nurture my crippled body, and it can also have a feedback effect on you. I will give you a drop of my blood, which you can refine to come back to life."

So that last strand of vitality is me now... so that's why I'm here? Xu Qi'an asked, "Thank you, Master. When will I be able to wake up?"

"This is a long process," Monk Shen Shu said.

It's a good thing there's no cremation in this world, otherwise my relatives would have wasted their money... No wonder Master Shen Shu didn't save me earlier, so this is what being born from death means... you should have said it earlier, I could have shouted a few slogans and pretended to be awake... After confirming that he could be resurrected, Xu Qi'an's mood brightened and he happily complained.

.........

Outside the city!

Crude martial artists rushed towards them, and Meng Wu felt as if he was facing a collapsing mountain and a tsunami.

At this moment, confusion and regret were useless emotions. Killing the enemy was his only way out.

Meng Wu formed hand seals with both hands and chanted incantations. His body burst with dazzling blood light, and his aura soared.

Blood Spirit Art, burning essence blood to temporarily increase combat power.

Jiang Lvzhong's unparalleled fist intent had arrived.

Meng Wu fought back with his fists.The two fists collided, and at the beginning, it was silent. But after a few seconds, a thunderous explosion resounded.

Both of them felt the ground beneath their feet sink at the same time, and dust rose up, covering an area of several hundred meters.

Yang Qianhuan couldn't dodge in time. In a hurry, he stomped on the ground, and a series of formations lit up, turning into barriers, but they shattered in the next moment.

Bi Wang felt a heavy blow to the back of his head, and his back was heavily hit by a carriage. It was so painful that he almost cried out, but he held it in because it didn't match his identity.

Boom...

Afterwards, there were two more punches, and the blood on Meng Wu's body scattered, and black smoke exploded from the top of his head. He flew out like a cannonball.

Jiang Lvzhong had already lost his rationality due to anger. Now, he was extremely in tune with the mentality of a martial artist, fighting against the heavens and the earth, fearless.

Suddenly, Jiang Lvzhong felt as if steel nails were piercing his brain, and his heart seemed to be split in half by a blade. He spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't continue the pursuit due to the sudden change.

Curse Killing Technique!

In that instant just now, Meng Wu stole a piece of his clothing and used it to activate the Curse Killing Technique.

If it were a low-level martial artist, they would have died on the spot.

In battles between high-level experts, this kind of interference almost determines the outcome. The chance of victory lies in an instant. However, Meng Wu decisively gave up this opportunity because the opponent was a martial artist.

With tough skin and strong bones.

The major systems disliked martial artists because they thought they were crude and besides their monotonous methods, they only knew how to use violence. There was another reason: martial artists were difficult to kill.

They could make mistakes ten or twenty times or even more, but you couldn't kill them, you could only slowly wear them down.

But if you made a mistake once, they would smash your brain pulp.

They might even lift your skull and take a look at your brain, then leave disappointed.

Tch, uncultured martial artists.

After the Curse Killing Technique took effect, Meng Wu quickly retreated and fled into the distance.

"Boom!" He then collided with an invisible wall.

"Yang Qianhuan!!" Meng Wu roared in anger.

"In the formations I am proficient in, six of them are trapping techniques. You better break the formation quickly, there are five more formations waiting behind." Yang Qianhuan appeared not far away, with his back facing Meng Wu.

In this situation, just by looking at his back, anyone would sigh with emotion: a transcendent expert!

Meng Wu had no chance to break the formation. He wasn't a martial artist, and his margin for error was too low. Jiang Lvzhong rushed over, and his battle spirit collapsed from the three punches just now. At this moment, Meng Wu was no longer a "martial artist".

It was well known that in close combat, the major systems were like younger brothers in front of martial artists.

"Poof!"

Jiang Lvzhong punched Meng Wu in the face, and his head exploded, with red and white fragments of shattered bones flying everywhere.

The headless body stiffened for a moment, then slowly slumped down.

"Bastard, bastard..."

An illusory figure appeared in mid-air, overlooking Jiang Lvzhong and Yang Qianhuan, with a distorted face.

That was Meng Wu's primordial spirit. After a high-level expert died, the primordial spirit could stay for a few days, not to mention that in the realm of primordial spirits, wizards were second only to the Daoist sect.

"How should we deal with this guy?" Yang Qianhuan said.

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head. "I have no way to deal with the primordial spirit. Killing him won't work. And I can't trap him."

If it were a physical body, one punch could kill him, but the primordial spirit was different. It was immune to fist attacks. Vibrational aura could indeed cause damage to the primordial spirit, but the effect was limited. At this moment, if Meng Wu's primordial spirit wanted to escape, Jiang Lvzhong had no way to stop him.

Yang Qianhuan proudly said, "I can trap him! There is a girl in the city who is from the Tianzong sect. She has a way to refine this ghost."

After saying that, he leisurely said, "With the moon in my hand, I pluck the stars from the sky. There is no one like me in the world..."

Boom!

The power of the primordial spirit surged, and Meng Wu self-destructed.

Jiang Lvzhong slowly turned his head and stared at the white-robed sorcerer, saying word by word, "He self-destructed."

"...You were too impatient." Yang Qianhuan said in frustration.

"Isn't the main problem that you talk too much and delay the timing?"

"Farewell!"

"Yang Qianhuan..." Jiang Lvzhong shouted, but the white-robed sorcerer had already disappeared, and he didn't finish his sentence.

Xu Qi'an sacrificed himself.

........

Late at night, the inn was filled with a sense of sadness. Bright candlelight dispelled the darkness, but it couldn't penetrate the gloom in people's hearts.

It was now the third quarter of the Zi hour. The injured copper gongs stayed behind at the inn. The Governor was not here, and Yang Chuannan was also not here because he had been released.

The Governor personally released him.

When the disheveled but expressionless Governor returned and came in front of him, he asked him if he was willing to make a meritorious sacrifice.

Yang Chuannan immediately agreed, not because he was eager to clear his name, but because at this moment, Yang Chuannan saw a storm of fear in the eyes of the Commander.

Yang Chuannan then left the inn and mobilized the guards to enter the city, cooperating with the Feiyan Army to eliminate the remaining rebels of the other three gates.

During the process of suppressing the rebels, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng took the lead, going on a killing spree. They were shot by several arrows and had to return to the inn to recuperate.

After taking over Bai Di City, Yang Chuannan and Li Miaozhen led the army to surround the Wucheng Bingmasi, capturing everyone from the "Commander" at the sixth rank to the officials and clerks.

Afterwards, the Governor forcibly summoned all the officials in Bai Di City who held ranks and had them interrogated one by one by the white-robed sorcerer, exposing thirty-four members of the Song Changfu rebel party, along with the officials and clerks of the Wucheng Bingmasi, as well as the captured soldiers, totaling four hundred and eight people.

There was no follow-up interrogation, nor was there any detention. The Governor acted arbitrarily and unilaterally, taking the rebels to Xingtai for execution. The Governor had the power to act as he pleased, but it did not include privately executing criminal officials.However, it is a critical period now, and any excessive actions can be explained by suppressing the rebels. As long as Zhang Xunfu pacifies the rebellion in Yunzhou, the court will only reward him.

There were heads rolling and blood flowing in Xingtai.

The matter is not over yet. According to the Dream Shaman who was punched to death by Jiang Lvzhong, the plan of the rebels is to kill the governor first, then seize the White Emperor City, and then cooperate with the bandits to attack and capture Yunzhou.

Governor Zhang has already sent messengers to various prefectures and counties, instructing the local guards to be on high alert and be wary of attacks from the bandits.

Li Miaozhen and Yang Chuannan are actively preparing for the defense of the city, mobilizing militias, transporting and repairing defensive equipment, and eagerly waiting for the enemy.

But even after waiting until late at night, there was no sign of the enemy. The scouts sent out also did not return with any reports.

At the South Gate, inside the walled city on the city wall.

Governor Zhang, Jiang Lvzhong, Yang Chuannan, and Li Miaozhen sat at the table discussing matters. Jiang Lvzhong squinted his eyes and studied the city defense map.

Li Miaozhen looked gloomy and remained silent.

Governor Zhang glanced at the two of them and finally looked at Yang Chuannan, humbly asking for advice, "Commander, could it be that the bandits received news of the failed mutiny and canceled their actions?"

He was a scholar, although he had also studied military strategy for a few years, it was not worth mentioning compared to the two experienced warriors and a disciple of the Daoist sect sitting here.

Yang Chuannan's face remained pale, and his chest felt a dull pain.

Fortunately, he was a talented general. Although his cultivation was temporarily disabled, his ability to deploy troops and command them on the battlefield was more important than personal strength.

Call me Commander when I'm useful, and call me a rebel when I'm useless... Yang Chuannan couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he maintained a calm and solemn appearance, saying, "If we are conducting multiple operations, the speed of message transmission will not be so fast. Even if the army attacking the White Emperor City receives the news, it is impossible for the other troops to receive the information synchronously.

"According to the plan, if what that Dream Shaman said is true, wars should have already broken out in various prefectures and counties. Let's wait for another hour. If there is no rebel attack on the White Emperor City, we will send troops to support the prefectures and counties."

Yang Chuannan looked at Li Miaozhen, the Flying Swallow Heroine, who had a close relationship with him, and asked, "Miaozhen, what do you think? Miaozhen, Miaozhen..."

Li Miaozhen "ah"ed, as if she just came back to her senses, and asked in return, "What's the matter?"

Yang Chuannan repeated the question and then asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Li Miaozhen shook her head, but in her mind, the image of the young man with the bronze gong, standing firm at the entrance of the courtyard, resurfaced.

It was both tragic and desolate.

But what truly made Li Miaozhen unforgettable was not just the impact of the image itself, but the fact that she never expected that the man she thought was lecherous and shameless could actually go this far.

When everyone was on the verge of despair, when the other bronze gongs chose to focus on healing themselves, it was this seemingly lecherous man who truly stepped forward.

The impact of such a stark contrast was the strongest.

Every time she recalled the image of him standing with his sword, Li Miaozhen felt a bit sad. Perhaps even after many years, the scene of today would still be vivid and profound in her memory.

"What about Yang Qianhuan?" Governor Zhang asked.

"He left. I couldn't keep him." Jiang Lvzhong said.

He was somewhat resentful towards Yang Qianhuan. Whenever he thought of the sacrifice of the three subordinates, Jiang Lvzhong would feel a sense of powerless rage, hating himself and also resenting Yang Qianhuan.

Although Yang Qianhuan had given a brief explanation.

Self-blame and regret would accompany him for a long time, until the passage of time washed away the knots in his heart, he could "meet himself with a smile" and let go of the past.

"Why did he come to Yunzhou?" Governor Zhang frowned.

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head.

Suddenly, Jiang Lvzhong's ears moved, and he turned his head to look into the dark night. Li Miaozhen followed a second later.

"They're here!" Jiang Lvzhong said in a deep voice.

Immediately, everyone rushed out of the walled city and arrived on the city wall. They looked into the distance and saw a continuous stream of fire appearing in the darkness, slowly floating like a flowing river.

Woo woo woo... Dong dong dong...

The sound of horns and drums rang out at the same time, echoing in the silent cold night.

The soldiers who were dozing off against the female wall were awakened one after another, grabbing the weapons such as spears, bows and crossbows, and shields around them, entering a state of combat.

Li Miaozhen stood on the wall, squinting her eyes and looking into the distance. Suddenly, she felt a chill and shouted, "Be careful!"

As soon as her voice fell, a silver light came through the air, and the tip of the spear made a sharp whistling sound in the air.

A fourth-grade warrior!

And a peak fourth-grade warrior!

Li Miaozhen was shocked and pale, her delicate body tense. There were actually experts of this level in Yunzhou? Are there such powerful individuals among the bandits?

The next scene surprised her. Jiang Lvzhong actually took the initiative to meet the enemy, calmly reaching out to catch the silver spear. He didn't show the seriousness and vigilance that should be present when facing a strong enemy.

What surprised her even more was that the seemingly fierce silver spear was actually weak and powerless, actively delivering itself into Jiang Lvzhong's hands.

Li Miaozhen focused her gaze and saw that it was a heavy silver spear, with the silver paint on the spear body mottled, showing the vicissitudes of time, but the tip of the spear was cold and sharp, with fresh blood still not dried.

Compared to the ordinary silver spear in her hand, this spear was a true weapon of war.

Li Miaozhen's main weapon was a flying sword. The reason she used a spear was mainly because she needed a weapon that matched her identity after joining the army.

With a loud bang in the distance, a figure leaped hundreds of meters away and landed on the horse road on the city wall.

This person was wearing a black Nightwatcher uniform, with a golden gong embroidered on his chest, and had a cold and hard expression, as if carved.

"Why did you come?" Jiang Lvzhong was both surprised and delighted, and threw the silver spear over."In the name of my foster father, I will go to Yunzhou to eliminate the mountain bandits," Yang Yan took the long spear and answered concisely.

Governor Zhang was momentarily stunned, as if he had grasped something, and asked, "What did Lord Wei tell you?"

"My foster father said that the mountain bandits in Yunzhou will cause trouble and ordered me to come secretly," Yang Yan said.

"I have secretly obtained information about the military strength of the various garrisons in Yunzhou a few days ago. I originally planned to eliminate the mountain bandits after some time, but unexpectedly, there were dozens of groups of bandits causing chaos everywhere at dusk today. I just led the team to exterminate them and suspected that something might have happened in Baichi City, so I rushed over immediately."

"Sixty miles away from Baichi City, I encountered a force of two thousand soldiers and horses, and just finished killing them."

Li Miaozhen glanced at the tip of the spear and thought to herself, no wonder there are bloodstains on it.

Governor Zhang felt relieved. It turned out that we were just pawns on the surface, and Lord Wei had made secret arrangements.

Yang Yan scanned the crowd and searched for Xu Qi'an, furrowing his brows. "Where is Xu Qi'an?"

Governor Zhang's face suddenly froze, and the joy in Jiang Lvzhong's eyes gradually faded.

Yang Yan's heart sank. His already expressionless face became even colder.

"Him..." Governor Zhang's eyes revealed sadness as he said, "He died in battle."

Li Miaozhen lowered her head slightly and sighed.

Crack... The stone brick under Yang Yan's foot suddenly shattered, and a surge of uncontrollable aura overflowed, indicating that this Nightwatcher's emotions were out of control.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his usually expressionless face twisted rare, squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth, "How did he die?"

Governor Zhang told Yang Yan in detail about what happened today, and finally mentioned that Xu Qi'an died while protecting everyone and refused to retreat. Governor Zhang's eyes turned red.

"He was shot with thirty-one arrows and had more than sixty knife wounds... He stood until his death, refusing to retreat... A promise worth a thousand gold, a promise worth a thousand gold," Governor Zhang said with grief.

Jiang Lvzhong let out a sigh of relief and looked at Governor Zhang's grieving appearance. He felt a little sorry and said in a deep voice, "It's my fault, I'm sorry..."

Without warning, Yang Yan's long spear swept horizontally, the spear shaft bent, and it heavily smashed into Jiang Lvzhong's chest.

Bang!

A thunderous sound like a bell erupted in the world.

Jiang Lvzhong crashed through the female wall and was thrown out.

Yang Yan stomped half of the city wall, soared into the sky, and roared, "Jiang Lvzhong, you useless waste, I must kill you today."

........

Inside the post station, in the hall.

Xu Qi'an and the bodies of the three Nightwatchers were placed in the center of the hall, covered with white cloth.

The arrows on Xu Qi'an's body had been removed, and his blood-stained face had been cleaned. Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, came downstairs tacitly and brought two chairs, sitting on either side of Xu Qi'an.

They didn't speak, just sat silently, accompanying him.

A man's grief is silent.

During this time, Song Tingfeng said two sentences, "Consider it as guarding your spirit," and "Let's be brothers again in the next life."

Zhu Guangxiao said one sentence, "In the end, it's just the two of us."

The candle gradually burned to the end, and the tears of the candle dripped and solidified. In this atmosphere of grief, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao didn't say another word.

Until the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the post station, a group of Nightwatchers arrived at the post station, led by Yang Yan. Yang Jinluo seemed to have just experienced a great battle and looked disheveled.

Behind him were several Nightwatchers who came to Yunzhou with him, whom Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao knew.

Xu Qi'an also knew them, such as Min Shan and Yang Feng, who had investigated the Sangbo case together, and... their immediate superior, Li Yuchun.

At this moment, Li Yuchun resembled a walking corpse. He took small steps towards Xu Qi'an, walking very slowly. In just a dozen steps, it seemed as if there were thorns all over the ground, causing piercing pain with every step.

Li Yuchun reached out and lifted the white cloth... His body swayed.

"Boss."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hurriedly went to support him.

Li Yuchun lowered his head, looked at Xu Qi'an's face, and said, "I heard that Ning Yan died in battle, but I don't know the specific details of his death. Can you two tell me?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao exchanged glances, both feeling worried. Their boss was too calm.

Song Tingfeng told Li Yuchun about the incident, and the latter listened quietly, nodding slowly. "He is indeed a worthy Nightwatcher, just like when he killed that bastard surnamed Zhu. He never greedily pursued money, which is better than both of you. You should learn from him."

"The only downside is that his cultivation is too scattered, and he often sneaks off to the theater to listen to music during patrols. Several people have come to me to complain about it."

He rambled on about trivial matters, reminiscing about the past.

In general, he was still calm, which relieved Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao. They knew that their boss valued and admired Xu Qi'an. Back then, because of the incident of beheading the Nightwatcher, he dared to publicly humiliate Lord Wei.

However, when he lifted the white cloth and checked Xu Qi'an's clothes, he suddenly exploded in anger:

"Who the hell arranged his clothes? Who the hell arranged his clothes? The front of the robe is not symmetrical... The front of the robe is not symmetrical..."

He cursed loudly, with an angry posture as if he wanted to draw his sword and kill someone, as if as long as he did so, others would ignore the surging tears in his eyes.

"Boss." Song Tingfeng called out.

"The front of the robe is not symmetrical, the front of the robe is not symmetrical." Li Yuchun held his face with both hands, and his shoulders trembled incessantly, trembling...

.......Li Miaozhen returned to her mansion within the White Emperor City, sitting alone in her study for a long time, a small jade mirror placed by her side.

Several times she wanted to pick it up, to inform everyone of the death of Number Three, but she held back.

Let it be the last bit of dignity preserved for him... Li Miaozhen sighed, picked up the jade mirror, and sent a message:

"Taoist Master, I have something to discuss with you alone."

Being awakened by the sudden message in the middle of the night, the members of the Heaven and Earth Society were very annoyed. Seeing the content of the message from Number Two, they became even more irritated.

Again?

"Nine: I have blocked the others."

"Two: The situation in Yunzhou has been resolved."

"Nine: That's good news."

"Two: I have found out that Number Three is Xu Qi'an."

Taoist Master Jin Lian chuckled, "Nine: That's good news."

"Two: Xu Qi'an has died in battle."

"Nine: ???"

"Two: I will try to retrieve the fragments of the Earth Book. After the spring of next year, I will leave Yunzhou and go to the capital."

"Nine: Are you sure Xu Qi'an is dead?"

"Two: Yes."

"Nine: That's impossible."

"Two: Taoist Master, why do you say that?"

"Nine: Xu Qi'an is a man of great fortune, not one of short life."

"Two: But he is indeed dead, I personally prepared his body."

Taoist Master Jin Lian asked, "Did his soul disperse?"

Li Miaozhen frowned, "When I arrived, he was already dead. Moreover, he was not at the Soul Refining Realm, his soul was not strong, and under the impact of evil and blood qi, it could have dispersed on the spot."

Besides, with her status as the Saintess of the Heavenly Sect, could she not tell whether a corpse still had vitality?

Taoist Master Jin Lian did not reply for a long time, and after a few minutes, "I see, you don't need to worry about the fragments of the Earth Book. Whether Xu Qi'an is dead or alive, I will verify it myself."

Li Miaozhen raised her eyebrows, Taoist Master Jin Lian obviously did not believe her judgment. But she didn't argue, the message had been delivered, whether to believe it or not, was up to the Taoist Master.

However, the fragments of the Earth Book were the treasure of the Earth Sect, Li Miaozhen felt that Taoist Master Jin Lian's handling was too casual, not serious enough.

After ending the block, Number One immediately sent a message, "Number Two, has the case in Yunzhou ended?"

Li Miaozhen replied, "If you want to know the details, you can exchange it with equivalent news."

"One: Okay, no problem."

"Two: The real culprit who colluded with the Witchcraft Sect and supported the bandits was the governor, Song Changfu. After the plot was exposed, he sealed off the White Emperor City and summoned the rebel army to besiege Governor Zhang. Although he failed, the Nightwatchers also suffered heavy losses.

"Our... Xu Qi'an, who we often mention in our messages, has sacrificed." In the end, she still did not announce the fact that Xu Qi'an was Number Three.

Number Three will never appear again... Li Miaozhen added in her heart, feeling a bit sad.

Xu Qi'an sacrificed?

Within the Heaven and Earth Society, the most intense reaction was from Number Six, Heng Yuan, followed by Number Four, but Number Four was purely lamenting the loss of talent.

Monk Heng Yuan was different, he once again experienced the grief of his junior brother Heng Hui's death.

"Two: After the spring, I am going to the capital. Number One, I want to know the information of all the young disciples of the Human Sect."

Number One never replied to her again.

......

Yunzhou is now a mess, the officialdom of the White Emperor City is in turmoil, and the people are in panic.

As the governor appointed by the court, Governor Zhang could not leave. He wrote a report on the case of Yunzhou and reported it to the court. Then he stayed in Yunzhou to preside over the overall situation, waiting for the court's instructions, waiting for the new governor to arrive in Yunzhou, then he could return to the capital.

Jiang Lvzhong and Yang Yan stayed in Yunzhou to suppress the bandits and protect the safety of Governor Zhang.

But the bodies of Xu Qi'an and the three Silver Nightwatchers had to be sent back to the capital. They were heroes and should not be buried in a foreign land. In the cold winter, the bodies would not decay in the short term, but they could not stay in Yunzhou for a long time.

The task of escorting the four bodies back to the capital was given to Min Shan, the Silver Nightwatcher.

Li Yuchun and the others decided to stay in Yunzhou to participate in the suppression of the bandits, venting their nowhere-to-place grief. At the same time, deep down, they were afraid to bring Xu Qi'an's body back to the capital, fearing to face his family.

Governor Zhang prepared coffins for the four sacrificed Nightwatchers, bowed deeply, and did not get up for a long time.

When the coffins were sealed, Governor Zhang placed four letters from the capital on Xu Qi'an's chest.

......

February 2nd, Spring Festival Day.

This world does not have a Spring Festival, but there is a festival similar to the Spring Festival, called Spring Festival Day.

On this day, the emperor leads the civil and military officials to worship the heaven, praying for good weather and peace for the people this year. It is the most important day for the Great Feng.

Every household will also worship the heaven, cook sheep and slaughter cattle. Even the busiest people will return home on the Spring Festival Day to reunite with their families.

The spring is cold, and thin ice floats on the canal. The official ship slowly heads north, embarking on the journey home.

Xu Qi'an woke up on the Spring Festival Day.

......

PS: Yesterday, the monthly tickets surged, returning to the 4th place on the monthly ticket list, I am very happy, thank you for your support. Well, it's insincere to just say it, here's a big chapter, also, thanks to ".asxs. Eight Million Big Sculpture Knight Headmaster" for the alliance reward.

By the way, I still owe three alliance updates, "Failed Pen Life" "Pei Qian Brother" "Headmaster". I'll add more when I have time. This big chapter is not an update, it's a thank you for the monthly ticket list.

I won't shout "how many monthly tickets add one more", I never have, because I feel it will put pressure on you, but if you vote more monthly tickets, I will consciously add more.