Qingshi Road in Yichuan County.

The bullock cart walked slowly in front, and six scholars followed slowly behind, carrying boxes and cages.

They talked and laughed, discussing tomorrow's literary meeting and the Classics and History Collection, just like a group of real scholars.

At a certain moment, Chen Ji also felt a little suspicious.

He was sitting in the bullock cart and suddenly turned to look at Chen Wenzong and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are these people discussing?"

Chen Wenzong was a little flattered and hurriedly replied: "They were discussing the current affairs department in autumn this year. The topic was how to treat the trade in border towns. My brother discussed it from three directions..."

Chen Ji didn't continue to listen. He just felt that he might be really suspicious. How could the killer understand this?

However, before leaving the city, he suddenly shouted: "Stop the car."

Prince Jing, wearing a straw hat, pulled the reins and stopped the cart.

Chen Ji jumped out of the car and said, "Everyone, wait for me a moment."

Bai Li asked curiously: "Did you forget something at the inn? I will accompany you to get it."

However, Chen Ji said with a smile: "I happened to pass by a steamed bun shop and I planned to treat everyone to some steamed buns. How many will you eat?"

The prince thought for a while: "Four!"

Bai Li smiled and said: "Two."

Chen Wenxiao frowned: "I'm not hungry. If you want to eat, I can buy it myself."

After Chen Ji asked everyone, he trotted all the way to a steamed bun shop and shouted: "Shop, here are nineteen sauced pork buns, wrap them in yellow paper for me!"

When the store owner heard about the big business, he quickly opened the basket and picked out the buns.

Chen Ji pretended to buy steamed buns while looking at the scholars with his peripheral vision. He saw that the scholars did not continue walking forward, but after a short pause, they also walked towards the steamed bun shop.

One of them smiled and said to the store: "Shop, bring me fifteen steamed buns with soy sauce meat."

Chen Ji's heart sank.

These people really came for them.

The fact that the other party just stopped and bought buns may not necessarily mean anything, but the person buying buns did not ask how many other people wanted to eat, and just took the lead in choosing fifteen buns. This is contrary to common sense.

Moreover, the person who bought the buns never mentioned how to pay for the buns.

Chen Ji sat back in the car with a normal expression and distributed the buns to everyone.

The oxcart went all the way west out of the county town, and a dirt official road wound between the woods.

The leaves have withered, the branches are bare, the ground is covered with rotten leaves, forming a soft carpet, and the people are gradually disappearing.

Chen Ji sat in the car, silently turning his head and looking at the front of the official road.

What are these people here to do?

Is it to track down the person who peeped last night and kill him or to protect Prince Jing?

Chen Ji thought carefully for a moment, and he felt it should be the latter.

After all, the storm last night has passed. If the mysterious figure wearing black jade really wanted to kill people and silence him, he should have done it yesterday. How could it be delayed until today?

Moreover, there was the Crown Prince, Bai Li, and Mr. Wang in this car. How could Prince Jing allow the other party to kill people and silence them?

Thinking of this, he felt a little calmer.

At this time, the ox cart walked along the official road into the mountains. Mr. Wang was holding a book and teaching on the ox cart.

I only heard him ask calmly: ""Book of Rites University" says, 'To know by studying things, and then you will know.' What is the meaning of "knowing by studying things" here?"

Chen Wenzong thought for a while and said: "Zhu Zi said that studying things to achieve knowledge is to understand the principles of nature, understand human relations, speak sage words, and understand events."

Mr. Wang leaned casually on the bullock cart and said with a smile: "This is what Zhuzi said. Now I want you to say for yourselves what it means to study things to achieve knowledge."

Chen Wenzong was a little stumped.

Just as he was thinking about his answer, he heard a meow from the forest. Chen Ji suddenly opened his eyes wide, turned to Prince Jing's back and said, "Please stop the car!"

Chen Wenxiao said impatiently: "What do you want to do again? Why are you the only one with so many things?!"

Chen Ji jumped out of the car, holding his stomach: "Sorry, my stomach hurts. I need to relieve myself!"

After that, he stepped on the rotten leaves on the ground and ran all the way into the woods. After running hundreds of steps, he slowly stopped and called softly: "Dark clouds?!"

But I saw dark clouds carrying a blue cloth bundle appearing on the treetops.

Chen Ji was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Wu Yun lowered his head and bit open the knot of the cloth bundle. With a clang, a wooden box slipped out of the bundle. It squatted on a branch and said, "Master did a fortune-telling last night. He said you might be in danger, so he asked me to

I came to this official road overnight to wait for you, and I also brought you the fifteen ginseng branches you had hidden."

Chen Ji's pupils shrank.

These fifteen branches of ginseng were given by the Golden Pig, but because Chen Ji was previously wary of the Golden Pig's bet-like practice method, he never had the chance to use them.

Now, Old Man Yao not only asked Wu Yun to come overnight to warn, but he also brought these fifteen ginsengs!

This time, it's very dangerous!

Chen Ji looked at the woods: "Master, is this old man here?"

Wu Yun meowed: "Master said that if you ask about this, let me answer you on his behalf... it's none of his business."

Chen Ji: "..."

Master is indeed still the same Master who cares about things that have nothing to do with him.

Chen Ji asked again: "Did Master tell me, with these fifteen ginsengs, can I cope with this danger?"

Wuyun meowed: "I asked about this, and Master said, it's quite embarrassing."

Chen Ji: "..."

He stood in the woods, closing his eyes and thinking about where the crisis came from and how to deal with it.

But after thinking for a long time, he realized that the crisis could only come from the mysterious big man last night.

If such a person really takes action, how can he, a young apprentice who has not even entered the innate realm, protect himself?

The next moment, he opened his eyes, picked up the wooden box from the ground and opened it.

With just a gentle touch of his hand, the ginseng in the box turned into crystal beads, which clinked at the bottom of the box. The dark clouds were greedy, and jumped down from the treetops, landing lightly on Chen Ji's shoulders.

The black and fluffy tail was raised, and the end was wagging back and forth.

It rubbed the traces and asked: "Can it be eaten now?"

However, Chen Ji closed the box again and said calmly: "Not yet, Wuyun, I need you to follow me quietly with the box, and when I call you to eat, you will eat again."

After saying that, he actually sat down cross-legged, took out a piece of paper scroll from his sleeve, stretched it out, and murmured in a low voice: "In front of Emperor Zixiaxu of the Shangqing Dynasty, Lord Yuchen of the Taishang Dao Dao. I made seven words with Ruizhu in my spare time.

Transform into five forms and transform into all gods..."

The Golden Pig said that the practice methods given by the Supervisor of Ceremonies are the most confidential and should be burned after reading them.

But the traces cannot be forgotten with a photograph, so he can only carry them with him and memorize a section from time to time. After a few days, he can only memorize half of the traces.

He chanted "Zhaoyun" over and over again, speaking very fast.

It used to take a stick of incense to finish reciting the meaning of the sutra, but now half a stick of incense is enough.

Wu Yun was shocked: "When you encounter temporary danger, you practice temporarily? Fiercely!"

Chen Ji shook his head: "I'm not practicing, I'm moving reinforcements."

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There are a lot of things going on during the Mid-Autumn Festival these two days, so there are few updates. I will make up for it after the festival. To express my apology, I will draw ten signed copies of "The Naming Technique of Night", 1st floor, 66th floor, 166th floor, 266th floor, 366th floor, 466th floor,

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Chapter completed!