The Heaven and Earth Society finally had a Confucian scholar
They discovered it so quickly?
The night watchmen, including Jinlu Jiang and Lu Zhong, Nightwatchers and looked in the direction the man in white pointed, while simultaneously descending towards the roof ridge.
They saw a gong-wielding figure standing on the roof, one hand on a knife, also watching them.
The enemy might be hiding nearby, ready to attack at any moment. This gong-wielder didn't even draw his sword; his lack of professionalism made the other gong-wielders frown.
Snap!
Amidst the sound of footsteps, Jinlu Jiang waved his hand, preparing to summon the young Tonglu to inquire about the situation.
Several men in white jumped off the Nightwatchers's back and rushed to Xu Qi'an, bowing respectfully.
"Young Master Xu."
The Nightwatchers looked at the white-robed officials of the Bureau of Astronomy who were respectfully bowing before the small bronze gong, their expressions somewhat bewildered.
So, it wasn't because of any discovery, but rather that you came specifically to greet this gong?
Jinlu Jiang squinted, scrutinizing Xu Qi'an.
Xu Qi'an stared at the few people in white for a moment, confirming that he didn't recognize them. After all, he was dealing with Warlock of the sixth rank, and he wasn't very familiar with Alchemist above or below the sixth rank.
He didn't know the other person, but they knew him.
The Warlock of the Bureau of Astronomy all knew of Xu Qi'an's existence; he was a super genius in the field of Alchemy.
The blue book he wrote was classified as a top secret by Senior Brother Song Qing, and ordinary disciples couldn't even see it.
Although these individuals are only eighth-rank Qi-Watching Master, they will one day become Alchemist. Establishing a good relationship with this genius in the field of Alchemy in advance will greatly benefit their future advancement.
In their eyes, it was far more important than investigating the case.
"Young Master Xu, it's been a long time since you visited the Bureau of Astronomy. Senior Brother Song Qing has been talking about you a lot."
"You're talking about me? You probably want to collect a debt from me. "Xu Qi'an smiled reservedly.
"Young Master Xu, you must come to the Bureau of Astronomy for tea another day. We would also like to learn about Alchemy from you."
Ask him about Alchemy?
Jinlu Jiang raised an eyebrow.
The other Nightwatchers found it hard to believe that the Bureau of Astronomy Warlock, who were usually proud and looked down on warriors, were being so respectful to a mere gong.
Judging from their words, this colleague is also proficient in Alchemy?
Thinking of this, many of the gongs couldn't help but look at the waist tag hanging on Xu Qi'an's waist.
His name is engraved on it.
"Let's do it another day," Xu Qi'an waved his hand, "The case is more important, thank you all for your help."
"Not at all, it's our duty." The men in white turned around and became much Nightwatchers: "Let's not delay, let's continue."
The white-robed Warlock ' attitude took an unexpected turn.
Jiang Luzhong nodded slightly. "Leave a few people to search this street."
He left with the rest of the people and the man in white, and in a few leaps, they were already far away.
One of the night watchmen looked back and saw Xu Qi'an's figure. He couldn't help but ask, "Gentlemen, do you know our colleague who Nightwatchers?"
A man in white sighed, "We know him, but he might not know us."
The other people in white also sighed.
When have the Warlock of the Bureau of Astronomy ever been so humble? Silver Gong, intrigued, pressed for an answer, "What do you mean?"
The surrounding Nightwatchers pricked up their ears, and Jinlu Jiang slightly tilted his head.
The men in white said arrogantly, "You've all heard of Senior Brother Song Qing, right? Our Master Jianzheng said he's an Alchemy genius who appears only once in a century."
"But do you know what Senior Brother Song has been saying a lot lately?"
Another person in white added, "Xu Ningyan is truly my teacher."
"Is this for real?!" All the night Nightwatchers did the same thing—turned their heads and looked back at Xu Qi'an's figure.
He stood proudly on the rooftop, his back straight and upright.
Jinlu Jiang did not turn around, and instructed, "Tomorrow, go and find out who he's with, and bring him over."
Xu Qi'an and his new colleagues searched along the street, but after only a few steps, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng returned.
"The Imperial Saber Guard have sealed off the surrounding area; we need to search along the streets," Song Tingfeng said in a deep voice after greeting the men.
Just then, as they arrived at the Qing Shu Inn, Xu Qi'an's eyes flickered slightly. He said, "Tingfeng, Guangxiao, and I will start searching this inn. You all go elsewhere and split up."
Several colleagues had no objections, feeling that this was the proper way to do things.
After watching the group leave, Xu Qi'an stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door, waking the waiter inside. The waiter, still half asleep, came to open the door.
"G-Gentlemen, officers?" the waiter stammered, a little frightened.
"Room check!" Xu Qi'an blurted out.
The waiter stood there dumbfounded. Song Tingfeng glanced at Xu Qi'an and continued, "Search for the criminals."
Xu Qi'an had done this sort of thing many times in his past life—surprise hotel room checks. He usually only went to check rooms after receiving a tip-off.
The reason for the complaints is often that the prostitutes' acting is too exaggerated; they clearly have no feeling for toothpicks, but they insist on screaming like they're being hit by a mace.
The incident kept the neighbor from sleeping, prompting them to angrily report it.
The three of them searched through the guest rooms one by one. When they reached the sixth room on the second floor, the waiter said, "No one is staying here."
Song Tingfeng said in a deep voice, "Regardless of whether they've stayed there or not, we must check."
The waiter took out his keys and opened the door.
Xu Qi'an entered the room and glanced around. He saw that the quilt on the bed was folded neatly and the room was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief.
He's not entirely stupid. Although he's blinded by a leaf, if he sleeps in the bed, the innkeeper will find it strange. That certainly won't escape the notice of the perceptive Song Tingfeng, nor the quiet and observant Zhu Guangxiao.
After leaving the hotel, Xu Qi'an used the excuse of needing to use the restroom to stay at the inn, while Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao went door-to-door to investigate.
Squatting in the stinking outhouse, Xu Qi'an placed the candlestick at his feet and took out a small jade mirror.
[Part 3: The Nightwatchers entered the inn; hopefully he wasn't discovered.]
A few seconds later, Number Six replied: [Six: I hid on the roof beam and didn't touch anything in the room.]
Xu Qi'an, the long-time wanted criminal, thought to himself.
[Second: What's the situation now? Lu Hao, are you safe? I haven't heard from you for ages, I didn't dare ask.]
Number Two is still awake?
Is he/she genuinely enthusiastic, or just overly enthusiastic?
[Six: We're safe for now.]
[Part Two: How were you saved?]
[Six: Number Three, may I speak?]
[Three: A gentleman is open and honest, what's wrong with that? However, if you want to know, you'll need to exchange it for equal information. Hmm, I'm very interested in the history of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, and its remnants.]
The saltpeter mine case is suspected to be orchestrated by remnants of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. He needs to help Brother Chun and try to investigate the case.
[Second: I'm not very familiar with the history of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.]
At this moment, another new character emerged: [Five: I know the history of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, I know it all too well.]
"Sure, sure, group chats are meant to be lively, that way we can share information, "Xu Qi'an said with a smirk.
The following numbers have already appeared: No. 1, No. 2, No. 4, No. 5, No. 6, as well as the old silver coin, the old Daoist priest's No. 9, and my own No. 3.
Numbers 7 and 8 have not yet appeared.
Seeing that no one spoke, Number Six entered the message: [Number Three gave me a page containing a Confucian School Law Technique for concealing one's aura, which allowed me to emerge from the ditch.]
[Have you successfully left the inner city?]
Numbers 2, 5, 4, and Number 1, who were spying on the screen, all expressed their surprise.
[Six: No, Number Three prepared a guest room for me. Law Technique concealed my presence, which allowed me to evade the Nightwatchers along the way and hide in the inn.]
[Three: Wait, aren't you afraid Number One will report you for revealing the name of the inn?]
[Six: Number One won't. If he wanted to report me, he would say so directly. Number Three, I owe you a life, and I will repay you someday.]
"Big Baldy is indirectly revealing Number One's modus operandi to me, "Xu Qi'an guessed.
Number One ignored him and, like the other holders of the Earth Book, went through the information given by Number Six in his mind.
It is now confirmed that Number Three is indeed a Confucian School disciple, and a disciple highly valued by his teachers.
This will narrow down the scope considerably, since Cloud Deer Academy has many outstanding disciples, but not many either.
Number One, based in the capital, keenly sensed something was amiss. With the Nightwatchers already aware of the situation and mobilizing men to seal off the surrounding area, how could Number Three possibly offer assistance to Number Six?
Unless he himself lives in the inner city, and happens to be in the same area. Have any of the outstanding disciples of the Cloud Deer Academy recently stayed in the inner city?
I'll send someone to investigate later.
Finally, our Heaven and Earth Society also has Confucian School disciples. Other holders of the "Earth Book" all had the same thought.
Although Confucian School has declined, at its peak it overshadowed all other cultivation systems and held an extraordinary position in the eyes of cultivators worldwide.
[Three: It was nothing. Number Five, it's time to exchange intelligence.]