Chapter Eighty-six: Dao Symbol Transmission

  Xiao Ziyang finally left, and Wen Yuankai let out a long sigh of relief.

  "Sir Wen, this man is so arrogant. Why don't you memorialize the imperial court and have the Imperial Supply Depot dispatch a high-ranking officer to apprehend him?" Liu Bingzhong said indignantly.

  The secretary smiled wryly and changed the subject: "Lord Liu, I've dragged you into this. Don't worry, I'll pay back that 10,000 taels of silver for you."

  Wen Wenyue said, "Liu Bei, are you really going to give that man 800,000 taels of silver? You and the county magistrate are fellow students. If you just send a letter, the county magistrate will definitely dispatch troops to protect the Wen family estate and invite the masters from the Imperial Supply Depot to come here. They will surely be able to capture this person; he is just a lone wanderer, what do you have to fear?"

  "Director Liu is unaware, but when I was the Jiangzhou Surveillance Commissioner, the Jiangzhou Supply Temple also fell under my jurisdiction. The supply officials in the temple had many connections with the Jianghu sects; therefore, I have had a lot of contact with them. From what I know, this person has such shocking martial arts skills at a young age, and the sword energy and sword tip techniques he uses are the untransmitted secret methods of the famous schools in the Jianghu world. Therefore, this person should be a true disciple of some major school, and not just a wandering Jianghu person with no background."

  "Wen Yuan said it was good for nothing, you've caused us so much trouble!" Tang Pei and Jin Shengjie surprisingly returned.

  "Tang Da Xia, Jin Da Xia, it was my oversight that led to your current situation. I will definitely make amends, but if we add the 200,000 taels of silver you two agreed upon, it would be a total of 1 million taels of silver. Even if we were to sell the Wen family's property, we wouldn't be able to come up with that much silver. Please, I ask for your understanding." Mr. Wen bowed deeply towards the two men.

  "What do you mean by this? Are we supposed to pay for it ourselves?" Jin Shengjie asked angrily.

  "Two great heroes, it's not that Wen Mou is unwilling, but rather he is powerless. Please forgive him." Wen Mou's face was full of helplessness.

  "We two have low martial arts skills, and we're probably not even in the eyes of Officer Wen. Officer Wen, you can rest assured that from now on, we will take good care of the Wen family business." Tang Pei said menacingly.

  "My family business will probably cease to exist from now on, and you two won't need to take care of it anymore. If I can use my life to avenge the two of you, then you two can just take it."

  Tang Pei's anger turned to laughter: "Good, good, very good. Wen Yuanwai, we'll meet again another day; Jin Dashuai, let's go." With that, he turned and left with a flourish of his sleeves.

  Jin Shengjie took a deep look at Wen Yuan and then turned around and left.

  The secretary looked at the back of the two people and a hint of severity flashed in his eyes.

  "Besides, these two are the local snakes of Shangyuan. Now that you have offended them to death, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you in the future." Liu Bingbei said with some concern.

  "It doesn't matter, these two have a name and a surname, they have a family and a business, they certainly wouldn't dare to openly lay hands on the Wen family." As he said this, Mr. Wen looked around and said, "This isn't a place for conversation, Lord Liu please follow me."

  The two of them arrived at Wen Yu's study outside. Wen Yu ordered the servants to call the guards and surround the study.

  "Could it be that you suspect he hasn't left yet?" Liu Bing asked strangely, seeing Wen Yuan's behavior.

  The secretary let out a sigh and said, "Not bad. Alas, it was my oversight. The person who designed the assassination of Hong Zhuo's guest back then showed great cleverness. Even the route that Hong Zhuo took to enter the mansion seemed to be within his calculations. It seems that my plan this time has already been seen through by him."

  Liu Bei asked: "I don't know what plans Wen Yuan has now. Is he really going to give that person 800,000 taels of silver?"

  "Hum! Eight million taels, what a huge appetite! My family of four generations has accumulated this wealth, and you think I, Wen Mou, will hand it over just because of his words? Hum! What a joke." Wen Wai's face turned red with rage as he slammed his fist on the table.

  "What does Wen Yuan plan to do outside?"

  "I have a way to deal with this person. I, Wen, have been through ups and downs in the officialdom for thirty years, and this official position is not held in vain. I would like to ask Liu to help me send a letter to County Governor Li."

  Liu Bingbei made an appointment to see Wen Yuanwai, who was unwilling to talk much and did not ask again. "This is a small matter, I will visit Li Daren in a few days."

  "Alright, I'll write it down."

  The clerk handed over the sealed envelope and a silver ticket to Liu Bingbei, saying: "Please ask Mr. Liu to deliver this letter to County Governor Li after five days, don't send it too early. This is 5,000 taels of silver, please take it."

  "What does this mean? The matter has not been settled, how can I accept your money? Does Mr. Wen take me for some kind of person?" Liu Bingbei pushed the silver note away and said.

  "It's precisely because things didn't go as planned that Lord Liu got a fright, so you must take this silver." The official said with a sincere expression.

  Liu Bei tried to decline but couldn't, so he accepted the silver and letter, stood up and bid farewell.

  After seeing Liu Bei off, Wen Chou sent the servants away and sat alone in the study, his face gloomy and uncertain, lost in thought.

  After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and pulled down a small silk pouch from his neck with great determination. He carefully opened the pouch and took out a bright yellow paper tube.

  The clerk took the paper tube to the desk, carefully unfolded it, and found that it was a paper charm. On the paper charm, there were three extremely complex vermilion characters, each with hundreds of strokes, many of which were curved and twisted, making them dizzying to look at.

  What's even more astonishing is that on the strokes of these three characters, there are occasionally flashes of light. Under the reflection of the light, the entire character has a mysterious and profound meaning that is difficult to fathom.

  The clerk looked at the talisman paper with a painful expression on his face, turned it over and laid it flat on the desk, weighed it down with a paperweight, and began to write on the back of the talisman paper.

  After finishing writing, the clerk will put the paper on the candle fire and ignite it.

  After the talisman paper was ignited, Wen Yuan's hands loosened outside, but the paper talisman did not float down and instead miraculously fixed in mid-air; The flames gradually swallowed the paper talisman, and when the paper talisman was burned out, the ash scattered and floated down. In the place where the paper talisman was burning, those three characters suddenly lit up.

  A moment later, the runes went out, and the words written on the back of the paper by the clerk lit up one after another. Finally, all the words emitted a faint glow, and after another moment, the glow shattered into tiny starlight that scattered and drifted away.

  Looking at the scattered starlight, Wen Yuan's face was filled with an indescribably complex expression; there was heartache, resentment, and ferocity...