Lin Zhao was surprised and said: "If he is not a civil servant, what else can he be?"

"Xiuyiwei!" I replied: "Shang Xingyan is an outstanding spy."

I said: "At first I thought Shang Xingyan was just a frustrated civil servant. Later, Lao Liu told me that Shang Xingyan was by no means as simple as we saw."

"If Shang Xingyan is just a civil servant, even if he succumbs to a magician like me, he will not stand out from the civil servants in a short time."

"Besides, the more adept at flattery and adapting to the changing circumstances, the less likely it is that one will easily surrender to a certain force."

"Shang Xingyan not only did this, he also did it very well."

"The information Shang Xingyan has conveyed to me several times has been very accurate. This is not something that a depressed person can do suddenly!"

"Old Liu reminded me again and again not to trust Shang Xingyan easily. He suspected that Shang Xingyan had never been an undercover agent, but had obtained information from other channels. This is the reason why I have not contacted him for a long time."

When I said this, I asked Lin Zhaodao: "What Shang Xingyan said to me in Shanglin Community, do you think he was really complaining?"

"He is telling me his true identity."

"Shang Xingyan was an official in the Song Dynasty in his first life. His second reincarnation was in the late Ming Dynasty. How long was the interval between them?"

"What has he been doing for such a long time?"

"If, as he said, he is just a person who concentrates on his work and does not understand officialdom, he should have been sent to reincarnation long ago. Why wait hundreds of years?"

"There is only one thing he wants to show me, and that is that a subversive change has occurred in him!"

Lin Zhao didn't believe it: "On this basis, you can conclude that he is an embroidered clothes guard? This is a bit... a bit too far-fetched, right?"

I shook my head and said: "After a person has experienced ups and downs, he will either be completely decadent or reborn in Nirvana."

"Shang Xingyan happens to belong to the latter."

"Back then, the person who arranged for him to be reincarnated might not have been Xiuyiwei."

"Anyway, I believe in that old guy."

"Ye Yang, I believe the same."

When I was talking to Lin Zhao, Ye Yang had already jumped under the rock and split the rock wall with his sword. As expected, there was a corpse with eyes wide open hidden inside.

The body, dressed in old-fashioned yellow cloth, was placed in a cross-legged posture, with a short table like an altar table and a white porcelain wine bowl placed in front of it.

Butcher Wang made a gesture to Ye Yang, telling him not to move. He walked to the altar table, picked up the wine bowl and smelled it: "This bowl has been filled with blood."

"This is a ghost blocking the way!"

"He's asking for a sacrifice!"

Ghosts and gods blocking the road means that some ghosts and gods deliberately block people who stray into a certain place and prevent them from coming out. They do not kill people, but they ask for things from people. People who are stopped either lose money and avoid disasters, or they are trapped in a certain place forever.

Can't get out of this place.

The thing that ghosts and gods block the road to ask for may be a treasure carried by someone, or it may be one of them.

Just like this ghost on the mountain wall, there is a bowl of blood in front of him, which means that he is asking Ye Yang and the others for a bowl of blood.

Butcher Wang hesitated for a moment, then cut his finger and dripped the blood into the bowl.

But the blood drops she dripped into the bowl gathered into several spheres like mercury and could not melt together.

"It's not my blood!" Butcher Wang spread the blood on the ground.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "Teacher Xia, try it."

After Xia Mengying dropped the blood into the bowl, a faint fragrance of ink floated in the porcelain bowl.

Now Ye Yang and the three of them were all stunned!

None of us knew that Pei Haohong, who was dozens of kilometers away, was inexplicably excited because of these three drops of blood.

Pei Haohong, who was in Shanglin Community, placed a square inkstone in front of him that looked like a grimace.

While Xia Mengying was dripping blood in the porcelain bowl, the fragrance of ink also floated in the inkstone.

Pei Haohong rubbed his hands and said: "I found it, I finally found it, the blood smells like ink. I finally found the reincarnation of the master."

"I was right back then, that girl was the reincarnation of the Grandmaster. Great, great!"

The property manager standing behind Pei Haohong couldn't help but ask: "Master, since that woman has entered Shanglin Community, why don't we just leave her behind?"

Pei Haohong said: "It's not difficult to keep that girl. But the people around her are difficult to deal with. At that time, if my teacher hadn't gone to Linpaifang to help me, I might not have been able to withstand their moves."

"Besides, that little girl is just an unripe fruit. It's not time to pluck her yet."

"When he enters the Confucius courtyard, it's time for us to pick fruits!"

The property manager whispered: "Master, I don't understand, why do you do this?"

Pei Haohong sneered: "In order to let Banxianzhuang reap the consequences!"

"Why do you think the Kong family was slaughtered overnight? It was because of Banxian Village."

"Why do you think the bodies of those people were buried directly under the Kong family? Or was it because of Banxian Village."

"Back then at Banxian Village..."
Chapter completed!