Seeing her expression, Huan'er didn't dare to say anything, so she could only glare at Xie Qingyun and then ran away.

"Master Qingyun, please come this way." Tang Wanwan smiled sweetly again and led the way.

Xie Qingyun followed suit.

Since he couldn't find any clues and couldn't sleep, he might as well go to the classics library to gain some knowledge. After all, he still had a little knowledge of the world. But he thought that this request was quite difficult and he needed to make good preparations before making it. Unexpectedly, this everyone

The lady is so considerate.

"As expected, Miss Wanwan is the best..."

"What?" Tang Wanwan asked confused.

"Ah, I accidentally said what was on my mind..."

"Master Qingyun is really funny."

…

The two of them were chatting and laughing along the way, talking about their respective situations.

Xie Qingyun was able to learn some of Tang Tanfu's deeds. Tang Tanfu's ancestral home was Xiangcheng, Mengzhou. His ancestors were founding heroes. Together with Xie and Qi, they were the pillars of the Dali family. Unfortunately, his family fell into decline. Tang Tanfu was in Mengzhou.

After twenty-seven years of hard work in the government office, he was finally appreciated and elected as the governor of Yunzhou by the prime minister of the dynasty.

Tang Wanwan suddenly said: "Young Master Qingyun is changing the subject here and there, but only talking about Wanwan and not mentioning his own family affairs. It would be too cunning."

Xie Qingyun laughed and said, "Miss Wanwan, if you have anything to ask, I will tell you everything I know."

Tang Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Everyone says that there is nothing wrong to say to others, but they also say that each family has its own difficulties. Is Wanwan the one who doesn't know what is good or bad? Please choose something to say, and give me the power.

Wanwan, let’s hear something new.”

Xie Qingyun couldn't help turning his head to look at her. She blushed at the sight, "Why, is there any flowers on Wanwan's face?"

"Miss Wanwan is much prettier than flowers." Xie Qingyun smiled slightly, and then sighed, "My mentor once said that only when a person has experienced real suffering can he understand the difficulties of others."

The first sentence made Tang Wanwan's pretty face blush again, but the next sentence made her feel shy. She nodded with deep understanding and said tactfully: "My family was really not having a good time in the early years."

"Your Majesty is a wise man."

Xie Qingyun said sadly: "If not, how could a hopeless person like me graduate with first place..."

"Master, is it..." Tang Wanwan seemed to have a guess.

"Yes... ah no!" Xie Qingyun suddenly came back to his senses and said with a smile, "It's just that we are separated by a long distance. I may never have the chance to meet again in this life."

He simply continued, "My ancestral home is Xijing, and later moved to Hezhou. I was taken away by my mentor to practice since I was young, and I have been living in the mountains..."

Tang Wanwan thoughtfully stopped asking questions.

At this time, they arrived at a long corridor. She pointed to the locked door at the end of the corridor and said, "That's the library of classics. Wanwan doesn't have the key, but it shouldn't be a problem for Master Qingyun."

"Thank you very much." Xie Qingyun bowed.

Tang Wanwan smiled and shook her head, then took out a waist badge and handed it to him: "Master Qingyun, just go ahead. If there are night watchmen, just show them the waist badge and say it was given to me. This is daddy's waist."

You can walk around the government office as you please."

"Miss Wanwan is still thoughtful." Xie Qingyun was once again impressed by the girl's attentiveness.

Watching Tang Wanwan's graceful figure leave, he suddenly hoped that Fang Gongcao was lying, but judging from the fact that he was silenced, the possibility was really slim.

As he was walking towards the library, suddenly, the door opened by itself, startling him. He saw an old man sitting at a square table at the door. He looked like he was a government official responsible for registration and registration.

Why doesn't this old man go to the office in the middle of the night?

"Old sir, I'm here to check some information. This is the badge that Miss Wanwan gave me. Take a look." Xie Qingyun was worried that the old man's shouting would attract the patrol, and then cause a huge fuss.

He quickly took out his badge to prove his identity.

The old man looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

He looked carefully through the candlelight and found that although the old man had a wrinkled face and white hair, he had a pair of peaceful and wise eyes that seemed to be able to see through all things. He had an aloof aura, but the most conspicuous thing was undoubtedly his earlobes.

It fell straight to the shoulder.

Just when he was unsure, this old man, who was suspected of being exploited by the capitalists until he was ninety years old and had to work two shifts at night, suddenly smiled and said: "I heard you just now, you can do as you please."

Xie Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, took a lamp from the table and walked inside.

"What you want to check, Master, is in the third row and fifth column." The old man reminded.

Xie Qingyun came to the third and fifth rows, and sure enough he found books such as "Travel Notes to the East", "Encyclopedia of Rivers in the Eastern Continent", "Qingming Youxian", "Dali Fenghua Lu"... and so on.

This is common sense that he urgently needs to know.

As expected, Miss Wanwan is the best!

He sighed again.

Tang Wanwan, who was walking back, suddenly thought of something: "Oh, I forgot to remind Mr. Qingyun that what he wants to check is all in the third row and fifth column. The others are all Yunzhou's old files over the years. There is nothing."

The value of looking up.”

She hesitated whether to go back to remind him, but when she thought of how far the journey was, she could only sigh helplessly: "I guess with Mr. Qingyun's intelligence, he won't be able to find it."

…

Reading without sleep and food for several hours gave Xie Qingyun a basic understanding of the world.

The Li country he is currently in is just a corner of this world. The land beneath his feet is called Dongli Continent, and there are an uncountable number of countries on this continent.

The territory of the past countries is no more than seven states, with a length and breadth of more than 2,000 miles.

Most of the countries are about the same size as the Li Kingdom, but only three of them have hundreds of states and counties under their rule. Compared with the Li Kingdom, they are huge.

Unfortunately, the Li Kingdom is among these behemoths, like a trembling white rabbit in the confrontation between three beasts. What's worse is that in the northwest border area, there are also ghosts from the barren mountains.

Threat. The Guirong people worship demons and regard the Guirong religion as their state religion. The Guirong people are crazy and bloodthirsty by nature, like to kill, are lazy and do not work, and live by looting, leaving no grass behind wherever they go.

The situation in the mortal kingdom is basically the same. As for the Dongli continent, there is no record at all. Only "Qingming Youxian" briefly mentioned that if you can travel a million miles through the "land of death of gods", you can see a

The rich and beautiful landmass, which is larger than Dongli, seems to be in the middle of the world, so it is called Middle-earth.

There are even fewer records about the Qi Refiners. Only the Luo Yun Sect, which has just emerged three hundred years ago, is mentioned in many places.

Although many Qi Refiners are active in the mortal world, it seems that they deliberately keep a distance from mortals because of the Taoist laws - no Qi Refiners are allowed to call gods or saints in front of mortals. In addition, he is very concerned about the "Shendu Cult"

”, unexpectedly no record was found.

Xie Qingyun simply tidied up the mess and went out. He was about to say hello to the old man, but the door was empty. He didn't care, put the lamp back on the long table, and was about to bend over to blow it out.

Suddenly I saw a thin book on the table.

He took it over and looked at it, and saw on the cover: Weiyun Xiaoji.

A strange curiosity drove him to open it and read it, and the contents above made his breathing gradually quicken.

…

The sun rises for the first time in a long time.

The snow on the official road has melted.

The young man wearing a snake-shaped jade pendant returned to the place where Lin Yi's breath disappeared. As the snow melted, it didn't take long to find traces of the cave collapse. He squatted down, wiped some soil and smelled it, and his expression suddenly changed.

livid.

"How come there are traces of spells? Who did it? Don't let me catch you, or I will drain your soul and refine your soul!"

He roared a few times before gradually calming down. After thinking about it, he suddenly took up his magic weapon and flew away through the air.

After half a stick of incense, he laid down the magic weapon outside Yunzhou City, followed the crowd into the city, and walked all the way to the government office. He found the scribes who were sorting documents in the hall and whispered: "Sir, something happened.

.”

The scribe paused and glanced at him coldly with his narrow eyes. Instead of speaking in a hurry, he slowly stood up and moved to the meeting hall at the back of the hall.

The young man followed quickly. When he entered the meeting hall and saw no one around, he took out the tray of manuscripts that he had already typed. He knew what kind of person this Snake Deacon's most trusted confidant was. If there were even half a sentence of nonsense in the report, I'm afraid

He will die immediately and on the spot.

"Following your instructions, I followed Lin Yi's aura, but there was no trace of him. I didn't give up and searched for hundreds of miles around. This morning the snow melted and I found them where the aura disappeared.

Among the remnants of the dead souls, traces of the spell were also found at the scene, but after too long, the original appearance of the spell could no longer be restored."

The scribe said: "You were required to report on these situations last night."

The young man hurriedly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Excuse me, my lord, I really can't believe that there are people in this little shabby place who dare to go against the Shendu Sect."

The scribe said coldly: "Because it is a small place, I don't know what Shendu Cult means. And this cannot be an excuse for your dereliction of duty, but when employing people, your life will be reserved first. Where is Fang Xizhi?"

"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and said, "That bed bug is also dead. The problem now is that we don't know what he said to that troublesome guy."

The scribe's eyes flashed and he said: "A new Qi Master came to the city last night. He accidentally saved Tang Wanwan and is now living in the Governor's Mansion. You can find an opportunity to test him out."

The young man was startled, and then said bitterly: "That guy uses fire magic. You will know it once you try it. If it is really him, please hand him over to your subordinates!"

Then he asked doubtfully, "I saved Tang Wanwan, what happened?"

A look of disgust flashed across the scribe's face: "The Taoist sect seems to have noticed something."

He looked around, then cast a soundproofing technique, and saw a transparent air mask surrounding the two of them. Seeing the scribe being so cautious, the young man couldn't help but become solemn.

"This time it's Mo Xinqing."
Chapter completed!