At midnight, reading books with red sleeves, the sound of the qin (zither) adds fragrance to songs and dances.

  Fang Duan and others found Bao Daoyi in Wazi Alley, who was a fortune teller with a big black mole on the right side of his nose, a bunch of black hair growing out of it, holding a white banner with the words "Iron Mouth God's Calculation" written on it.

  Bao Daoyi saw Fang Zhen and others, and immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "This official has the majestic air of a dragon and tiger, already having the true appearance of a dragon. It turns out that my fortune has arrived."

  Fang Duan and others were shocked, Bao Daoyi put away the fortune-telling stall and said: "You don't need to say it, I already know your intention. The dragon energy of Kaifeng is overflowing, but it won't last long, and it's bound to be replaced by Jiangnan. Originally, I also had the intention of finding the true son of heaven, but a gatekeeper in my Huizong sect stole the ancestral treasure's true solution, and I was ordered to leave the valley to find him. Along the way, I deduced that he has already arrived in the capital. We must go find him and the treasure, before we can help you seize the throne."

  "Tian Shi, do you need our help?"

  Bao Dao Yi hastily said: "You are the true dragon heir, immune to all evil, I'm just a minor practitioner, how dare I receive such grand treatment? It's a loss of longevity, a loss of longevity!" After a pause, he continued: "That little thief who stole the book is named Lin Ling Su, he understands some of our sect's minor techniques, it's not worth the effort for several of you to take action."

  That side of the wax's sister, Princess Baihua, saw that this Taoist priest was born with a somewhat suspicious appearance, and she had some intention to test him. She opened her left eye and looked at him with both pupils, but all she saw was a thick fog surrounding Bao Daoyi, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

  Suddenly, a burst of light exploded from the misty air, with billions of rays shining brighter than the sun by a thousand times. The Hundred Flowers Empress couldn't help but cry out in pain as a line of black blood flowed out of her emerald eyes.

  The Hundred Flowers Princess opened her other eye to look, and that Taoist priest was still a sly Taoist priest. Where was the bright light? She only saw that Bao Daoyi's eyes had one black and one white pupil. The black one was no different from ordinary people, but the white pupil had clouds and mist swirling around it, which was even more strange than her own pupils!

  Bao Dao Yi gave Bai Hua Gong Zhu a strange look, chuckled and said: "So the princess is also a guest of our sect, but the princess obviously isn't a true heir." The two pupils in his eyes flashed, and instantly disappeared. Only then did the pain in Bai Hua Gong Zhu's left eye stop.

  Fang Lian hastily said: "My sister is ignorant and offended the Heavenly Master. I wonder if the Heavenly Master can pass on those divine eyes to my sister?"

  Bao Dao Yi shook his head and said: "Different races have different physiques, my magic is not suitable for Your Highness."

  Fang Yan let out a sigh, and saw Bao Daoyi's hands fluttering as he calculated with his fingers. The ten fingers moved like phantoms, and in an instant, the calculation was complete. He exclaimed: "That thief who stole the book understands the art of hiding in plain sight, it's usually hard to calculate where he is hiding, why is it so easy today? Well, taking his life and treasure, Daoist will help you with one arm."

  Fang Tie and others followed the fortune teller to the brothel, where they burst into a prostitute's house. They saw the corpse of the madam lying in the main room. Bao Daoyi's face changed color, and he hastily searched the inner rooms, only to find Lin Lingsu lying on his back with his limbs splayed out, blood all over the floor, already murdered.

  Bao Dao Yi hastily searched everywhere, but couldn't find the book "Gui Gu Zi Ji Zhu Zhen Jie". He stomped his foot in frustration and said: "No wonder my calculations were so easy this time, it turns out that Lin Ling Su is actually dead!"

  He once again tried to deduce the treasure's location, but after half a day of effort, he still couldn't figure it out. Fang La and the others only saw his face turn pale, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swaying as if about to collapse. They hastily supported him, saying: "Heavenly Master, since you can't deduce it, let's not try again for now. Let's go to Anhui first, and after unifying the world, we can look for that person later."

  Bao Dao's face turned pale and he nodded silently. Fang Xian let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly spoke up in a loud voice: "You've all been following me for so long, have you had enough yet?"

  He had long been aware of being followed and waited quietly until Bao Da'er finally agreed to follow them south. Just as they were about to leave Kaifeng, he suddenly made his move. Wu Song ordered Tang Chuan and the Zhang brothers' hidden good hands to listen to this and immediately knew it was not good, wanting to leave quickly, but it was already too late!

  Wu Song learned that all the scouts he had sent to monitor Fang La and others had died, it was already afternoon. He got "Gui Gu Zi Ji Zhu Zhen Jie" from Yang Zhi, and Yang Zhi also got a waist card of a fourth-grade Taoist, ranking only after Zhang brothers, which excited this official for half a day.

  Wu Song hadn't had a chance to carefully examine it, when Yang Zongbao returned to the mansion and informed him that tomorrow would be the day of Emperor Ping's ascension to the throne. He invited Wu Song to attend the ceremony and participate in the discussion of merits and rewards at court, where he was expected to be granted the title of Grand Master. It was then that Zhang brothers brought news of the death of Tanzi and the disappearance of Fang La.

  Wu Song and Yang Zongbao arrived at the scene, only to see that the building had been reduced to ashes. The fire seemed to have burned everything in an instant, then extinguished itself just as quickly, leaving no embers or charred corpses behind.

  The Kaifeng Prefecture's Pushing Official was an old hand in the business, ordering his attendants to sweep away the ashes and then set fire to the ground for roasting. After a moment, seven or eight human-shaped marks appeared on the ground, but they were actually people who had been burned to ash by the great fire, with their body oil seeping into the ground and then being roasted out again by the heat.

  Wu Song and Yang Zong stared at each other, neither of them knew what kind of fire it was that could be so fierce and sudden. The two were puzzled, returned to the Tianji Pavilion, and told Zhou Tong about it. Zhou Tong sneered: "This is the Fire Worship Sect from Persia, also known as Manichaeism. Their scripture is the 'Mahayana Wisdom Blazing Vajra Sutra'. This person's magical powers are deep, you two are no match for him."

  "What's with the Manichaeism? How can there be so many masters around Fang La...” Wu Song furrowed his brow, instructing the Zhang brothers and others to temporarily hold off on avenging, this foreign religion's power was not small, their plot was also not small, they actually wanted to occupy all of China, monopolize the dragon pulse, and establish a country with a unified government and religion.

  Even Buddhism, which has a much larger following, does not have such an arrogant plan. Manichaeism is indeed bold and daring!

  "Fang Zheng, I didn't want to provoke you at first, but you've brought in external enemies for no reason. Now, even if it means offending the high-ranking officials, I have to compete with you!"

  Wu Song obtained the "Ghost Valley Master's Collection, Annotated and Truly Explained", his confidence surged, he had already obtained the classics of the military, Taoist and Confucian schools, as long as he refined his double pupil divine eyes, what was there to worry about not being able to integrate these three schools? That night, Wu Song held "Ghost Valley Master's Collection, Annotated and Truly Explained" in his own room, reading it for a whole night.

  It's just that the first chapter of "Gui Gu Zi" is about divination, which is extremely complicated and makes Wu Song dizzy. This chapter on divination is the foundation of all techniques in the Yin Yang school, and only by mastering it can one cultivate the Double Pupils.

  That night, a melodious and pleasant zither sound came from somewhere, like the gentle flow of water under a small bridge, flowing slowly without stopping. It seemed that there was also a beautiful voice singing softly in the zither sound, faintly as if there was a new bride waiting for her husband, sitting on the bed, with some melancholy and expectation.

  With the accompaniment of this music, Wu Song suddenly felt that this book was no longer so dull.

  The next morning, Wu Song blew out the candle and stuffed the book into his bosom. Gong Sun was seen walking over in a light green dress, with small steps, while Xiao Yuehong carried a neatly stacked official robe, boots, and hat behind her.

  "Get changed quickly." Gong Xuan smiled and said: "I had it made for you yesterday, the old tailor at Miao Shou Zhai is quite skilled, see if it fits well."

  Wu Song hastily went inside to change, and the clothes fit perfectly. As he walked out of the door, the two women's eyes lit up at the same time, clapping their hands and laughing: "Good, good! A Buddha relies on his golden decorations, a man relies on his clothing; with this outfit, you have some air of a great Confucian scholar, yet without losing your heroic spirit."

  Gong Shu Yanran stepped forward and naturally straightened his collar, saying: "Hurry up and go, Manager Yang is already getting impatient."

  Wu Song's heart warmed up and he smiled: "Was it you playing the zither last night? It sounded wonderful."

  Gong Shu Yan's face turned stern, and she urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, or else Yang will arrive first and no one will tell you about the etiquette." After Wu Song walked far away, Xiao Yuehong whispered: "Miss, wasn't it Shi Shi who played the piano last night?" Gong Shu Yan sighed and didn't respond, turning around to leave. Xiao Yuehong was confused and had to follow her.

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