As it got late, Zhen Xingqing and Jia Daoli had supper and wandered around the Zhendong Market.

The sun sets, the market is far less lively than daytime, and most shops and stalls are already closed.

Zhen Xingqing shook her shoulders and said leisurely: "Your senior brother has no great ability in his life, but when it comes to the ability to take advantage of the troubled waters and retreat safely, he can still live a careless way. It is not because of the profound cultivation, but because of the technique of pulling the game improved by the Great Technique from this sect."

"The technique of pulling the machine?" Jia Daoli frowned.

"When I was still in the mountains, in order to supervise whether we disciples work hard, every time we leave the mountain gate, we will use the Dafa to monitor everyone's cultivation progress. At that time, I would be beaten to the board every time, so I was wondering whether we could find countermeasures to monitor others through the flow of spiritual energy. As a result, I really found the rules of each of them. After the practice was slightly achieved, not only could the practitioners not be able to monitor and locate my own position, but also to observe who was using similar techniques within a certain range. Of course, since then, it will not be tolerated by the world." Zhen Xingqing smiled and twisted his beard and smiled, with a proud look on his face.

Jia Jianzi complained in his heart that the reason why you were wanted by the entire cultivation world was obviously to use this method to sneak into various sects and steal treasures, and even sneak into the palace. He became a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beat. But he asked, "Have you ever failed this trick of holding the machine for so many years?"

"Once," Zhen Xingqing put his hands behind her back, and her face gradually showed a look of nostalgia because she was trapped in memories. "When I entered the palace for the second time, I met a little girl who also sneaked in to find something in the inner warehouse. She was gnawing on a golden silk cake and searching on the bookshelf of the martial arts books. She saw through my hiding at a glance, and locked me up for half an hour without my knowledge until I left the palace."

Jia Xiazi said: "There are countless masters inside and outside the mountain gate that can't help you. What kind of little girl is so powerful?"

Zhen Xingqing smiled and said, "Later I realized that Princess Yongle Liancheng's bloodline awakened that night."

Blind Jia suddenly realized that although the technique of tying the machine was powerful, he had nowhere to hide when encountering Liancheng bloodline connected to Tianxiacheng Pass in the palace.

It is probably at that time that Zhen Xingqing met Zhao Yuzhen and became friends with age. Later, the story was known to everyone in the world. Zhen Xingqing joined the Supervision Department under the recommendation of Princess Yongle and served as the head of the investigation and search department. The thief king caught the thief, so the world was peaceful.

In those years, the capital was extremely well-off. It was not until the princess got married from Bai Hai and Zhen Xingqing resigned from office and retired. She was silent all these years. However, what people don’t know is that it was precisely because of Zhen Xingqing’s full skill that Zhao Yuzhen was able to crack the method of peeping the window by Ye Chuilang, a traitor from Jia Daoli’s sect, and ran thousands of miles away and fled back to Panlong Town.

Zhen Xingqing did not bring the erhu that he never left his body today, but changed into a dry tobacco. At this time, his fingers touched the cigarette pot and the fire lit up.

He took a deep breath, enjoyed his expression, and then slowly exhaled it to the surroundings. The smoke was hazy and spread around. Soon, it had already covered the entire town. Jia Xiazi was surprised to find that there were many clear tracks of different colors in the smoke, falling from the sky, connecting to every corner of the town, and some tracks were still moving slowly.

Zhen Xingqing held a cigarette pole and pointed around: "Look, these four golden-purple tracks are the eyes that Li Chunzi arranged in the town back then. Now Zhou Zhe is not here, and is temporarily under the control of Lao Qian of the Xuefu. It is located in the four-sided city gate of the town to monitor whether there are any practitioners who have been involved in the town. The main purpose is to protect the little kids of the Xuefu. Tianqingsi has been in decline in his talents in recent years. After the Xingchao, he spares no effort to compete for the cultivation seedlings in the town. Other treasures are rich and do not look down on them."

Four golden and purple silk threads are sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and on the sky near the night, they look like four door gods guarding the town.

There are also many trajectories of different colors in the town. Zhen Xingqing took the cigarette pole to point out the country and explained to Jia Daoli: "The dark green trajectory on the guard's mansion was just set up by Beiyue Academy. It is not very wealthy and its means are generally tight. I guess Guo You will visit the door in the past two days. The orange color on the Drum Tower should be the technique of the Huangji Sect. I heard that the young girl of the emperor-level sect will live here in a while and join Zhou Zhe's sect. The safety here is their tightest. As for the black silk thread, I don't know where it came from. The person who arranged it should not be in the town, but this direction is very private. It is facing the door of Zhou Zhe's mansion, I'm afraid he has no kindness to Tian Qingsi."

Jia Jianzi followed the instructions of his senior brother, looked over one by one, and silently remembered it in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh that when the imperial power was shaken, all the dragons and snakes could no longer hold on. In the past, in a quiet town, all the people and horses were in their hearts and had their own desires.

After walking around the town for half a circle, Jia Xiazi pointed to twenty or thirty pale yellow trajectories and asked, "These trajectories must be the eyes of the lithographs set by Master Kuhai?"

The light yellow trajectory is slightly different from the others, ethereal, uncertain, and still moving slowly. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t even find it.

Zhen Xingqing nodded and said, "Yes, this monk is very smart and has set up so many sights in the town. Before Zhou Zhe's first test in the fantasy, he began to observe every child with talent in the town, regardless of his words and deeds, and his talents."

Jia Daoli smiled and said, "Then Master Ku Hai should have chosen someone who is very happy. Until now, I can only say that the standards for accepting disciples in the Buddha Sect are too strict."

"There is no strictness of the Buddha Sect. It's just that this bald donkey is a lot of trouble, and it's troublesome to rely on the ground!" Zhen Xingqing knocked off the ashes on the soles of her shoes and said disdainfully, "Monkey Kuhai practices Hinayana Buddhism, which emphasizes the worldly world, and the kindness of a woman. He needs to inherit the people like him. He is compassionate to all things in the world and has unbearable hearts. He also has to act decisively. He can only cut off the slaughter and become a Buddha. At the same time, he must have both the talent for cultivation and the body is strong as a pure warrior. How can he find it so easy to find."

Jia Daoli shook his head and said, "No wonder his sect has always been poor. It is really difficult to find such a person. Not to mention a mere Panlong Town, it is difficult to find one or two even if it is found in the horizon."

Zhen Xingqing raised his lips and said mockingly: "There is no in the sky, but there is one in front of him. He is doing boxing at his door early in the morning. It has been several years since he turned a blind eye or pretended to be blind and deceived himself. Isn't he still greedy? I hope the successor he found is still the child of that person? There is no such good thing in the world. If there is really, it is the Buddha's eyes opened."

The setting sun collected the last glory between the world, and trajectories that were visible to the two brothers were flashing and changing in the town. Jia Daoli sighed, occasionally felt something, and turned around and asked, "Senior Brother, since you can observe all the observation techniques in the world in reverse, is there any other usefulness in monitoring and spying?"

Zhen Xingqing waved his hand to dispel a smoke, pressed the smoke-killing gun, and said lazily: "I have just made this technique, and I have abandoned the method of putting eyes into the world. For me, I have developed the method of holding the trap, which is to not want to be watched by everyone, including the old man, like watching the show anytime and anywhere. There are eyes on my head, and I can't even pull it smoothly. If that's the case, how could I use similar methods to peek at others? People are not just about being free, but these ubiquitous eyes make me feel very uncomfortable. So I choose places with dense monitoring and prevention in and out. I stay for two days and leave when I am happy. When I am unhappy, I will take away a few things that the other party cares about, just to tell these practitioners who rely on their cultivation to see the world. Don't try to monitor the people of the world. If you don't have this right, you can't see it."
Chapter completed!