Chu Jiang was walking on the street at this time, slowly thinking about the series of things that had happened since he came through time, but he tasted a hint of conspiracy. He gradually frowned.

First, the tree demon in that courtyard was still slightly lacking in intelligence than humans when the monster was initially born. However, the tree demon shouldn't have let him do so easily. It was him who stole the Qingtan treasure book and handed him the precious talismans. Originally, the Yinluo envoy here, who had been supervising the tree demon for many years, knew the roots and bottoms. Isn't it a more suitable candidate?

But the tree demon killed the Yin Luo envoy instead, and was indeed waiting for him to arrive.

Combined with the words that beat him in the dense forest at the foot of Qingtan Mountain in the Secretariat, after thinking about it carefully, the tree demon should know the background of the Secretariat. But the tree demon is at the critical moment of transformation, and it cannot move freely before transformation. How did it get the Seven Days of Soul-Breaking Solitude?

Although it can be explained as being obtained from Yin Luo, it is too far-fetched. Is it so coincidental that everything in this world is so coincidental?

At this point, Chu Jiang only had one guess. This was a game. The Master of the Ministry had made a deal with the tree demon long before he traveled through time. There was a game against him. There might be someone else behind the mastermind in the game. But what else is there to worry about except the identity of Prince Dingyuan?

But even the Jindan real person Zhai Xingzi deliberately sent a message to him, as if he had other secrets, which made Chu Jiang very puzzled.

Fortunately, everything changed because of his time travel. First, the tree demon was retaliated against his soul until he died. He took the lee from the fire and killed the two masters of the Sizhu and Li Changchun, which made him temporarily escape from the game. However, the misty shadow in his heart had not yet dissipated. After he stepped into the path of immortality, he had a premonition that the conspiracy against him had not ended, and there was no idea when another incident would happen.

Chu Jiang suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He wanted to seize the time to become stronger. The only way to become stronger is to rely on the magic scriptures in his spiritual sense. He can obtain more practice skills, simulate more fighting methods, have stronger power, and strive for benefits for himself. Only by building a foundation as soon as possible can he barely have a trace of self-protection and slowly find out the mastermind behind the scenes!

The exchange in two days will be an opportunity to improve his strength, and he is full of expectations for this exchange.

Thinking of this, a plan suddenly appeared in his mind.

He looked shaking and speeded up.

The street here belongs to the north city of Yundu, and is the place where officials live. In the information provided by Gong Yi, Yao Le is now the chief minister of the cabinet and the crown prince.

There was a student in his faction who was promoted in his early years named Zhang Jiuling. He is now a minister of the Ministry of Justice. He is a general under Yao Le. He is greedy and lustful, and he likes to change his mind. He has a very poor reputation. This is an excellent breakthrough.

Because all the people living here are powerful people of the dynasty, although ordinary people are rarely seen on the streets, some sedan chairmen can be seen squatting nearby from time to time.

At this time, Chu Jiang reached out to stop the two sedan chairmen, threw out a piece of silver, and ordered:

"Take me to the residence of Lord Zhang, the Minister of Justice."

The sedan chairwoman was happy when he saw Yin Liang's face, and hurriedly bowed and said yes, and carried Chu Jiang into the sedan.

In just two quarters of an hour, the sedan chair stopped slowly, and the voice of the sedan chairman came from outside:

"Sir, Lord Zhang's mansion has arrived."

Chu Jiang lifted the curtain and walked out of the sedan chair. There was indeed a luxurious mansion not far away. The plaque of the door said the word "Zhang Mansion".

Chu Jiang nodded slowly and said lightly:

"Thank you for your hard work, you'll leave."

The sedan chairman bowed and disappeared after a moment. Seeing that there was no one on the road, Chu Jiang walked around the mansion and hid under a locust tree.

He secretly used the disguise technique, and the bones crackled. His face turned into an ugly man. He reached out to touch his cheek, nodded slightly, and used a small technique recorded in the jade slip of the Gong family, "hidden body technique". He walked into the Zhang family's mansion openly, and the guards on the left and right sides turned a blind eye.

Late at night, in an attic in the backyard of Zhang's house, the man's clothes and the woman's gauze dress were thrown to the ground casually.

A man with a fat middle-aged body was lying on a petite white jade-like lamb, and he made a "hum" breathing sound from time to time, as if he was exhausted. The white jade-like lamb, she opened her mouth slightly, frowned with her beautiful eyebrows, seemed to be enduring some pain.

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from the man's ear:

"Hehe, Lord Zhang, it's so elegant."

"Who! Who is it!"

Zhang Jiuling was startled by the sound in his ears, got up from the woman, and shouted tremblingly.

The voice said softly:

"I never thought that I could have such a wonderful scene late at night. Lord Zhang, the minister of the Ministry of Justice, actually had such a dirty thing with his own tribe's daughter!"

Zhang Jiuling had never seen such a method or a sound transmission technique. It was incredible. It transcends his imagination and only said that it was ghosts and monsters.

He climbed out of the bed with barefoot, looked around and looked out the window.

The woman on the bed also sat up and asked quietly, half-covering her upper body:

"Master, what happened?"

Before she finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew, and the door "creaked" and suddenly was blown away by the wind. Then Zhang Jiuling sneered on the ground with a scream of "Ah!", as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

The woman also looked outside the door in surprise, wondering whether she was scared by Zhang Jiuling's voice or by the strange situation at this time.

It turned out that it was Chu Jiang who pushed the door and walked in slowly. He used a little magic and only appeared in front of Zhang Jiuling's eyes, which scared him to death.

He slowly squatted down, looked down at the Minister of Justice who was lying on the ground with cold eyes. His murderous aura flashed, and his lips moved slightly and said:

"Mr. Zhang, if you don't want your beloved maid to die, you'd better send her away."

Zhang Jiuling was frightened by Chu Jiang and was covered in cold sweat. He nodded quickly.

He wiped his cold sweat with his hands and said tremblingly:

"Wenjing, I suddenly realized that there was still a copy of official documents that had not been processed, so you can go down first."

But the woman pouted and said coquettishly:

"But the master tonight..."

Zhang Jiuling shouted angrily:

"Bitch, this hall will let you go! Don't you understand?"

The woman looked sobbing slightly:

"Sister obeys the order."

She bowed slightly and left the room.

After seeing the woman walking away, Chu Jiang slowly got up and sat down indoors, picked up the teacup on the table and poured a cup on his own, tasted it lightly and said:

"I wonder if Lord Zhang has been following the Prime Minister for many years?"

I saw Zhang Jiuling slowly get up, stand on the side, stand with his hands hanging down, glance at Chu Jiang in fear, and answer:

"Since the day I became a Beijing official, I have been following the Grand Tutor for twenty-one years."

Chu Jiang said "um" lightly, and he couldn't hear the sadness and joy.

It was spring and the evening breeze was still cold. Suddenly, a cold wind poured in from outside the door. Zhang Jiuling had not had much clothing on his body, but when the cold wind blew, it made a chill.

"Oh, I forgot, come on, Lord Zhang doesn't have to be restrained. It's cold, so I put on some clothes and sit down and talk."

The door of the room suddenly closed with Chu Jiang's voice, which scared Zhang Jiuling. He picked up his outer robe and put it on his body in fear, but he didn't dare to sit down. He just knelt on the ground and bowed to Chu Jiang, and said in a trembling voice:

"I don't know which immortal you are, and the villain has provoked the immortal. I hope the immortal tells the sacrifice hall and temple. The villain will repair the immortal tomorrow and pay tribute to the immortals and kowtow one hundred and eight more times to apologize. The gods will leave quickly!"
Chapter completed!