Chapter 448

Many of the onlookers also saw it, causing a burst of exclamations. Zhang Zhang Piaoxu stood up and shook his head: "Skills not refined, skills not refined, let the big one run away."

Soon he picked up the fishing rod again: "It's okay, this time we'll fish for a small one."

So under the attention of the crowd, Zhang Zhang Piaoxu swung the hook into the jar again. This time, after a short while, he flicked the hook, and a green carp in the lake broke through the water and jumped alive onto the shore.

Pei Ye also couldn't help but applaud with the crowd, turning his head to look at the black cat.

To tell the truth, Pei Ye didn't react much when he first heard of this magic trick. In the past two months, he had seen too many weird and strange things, and too many things like gods and immortals, so a seemingly impossible magic trick had already failed to pique his interest.

But the gentle night wind blew, mixed with the coolness of the lake water, and the exclamations of the crowd around him made Pei Ye realize that he had already returned to the normal world.

There was no such thing as profound Qi and divinity; this was just a street where one could occasionally see True Qi—mostly not able to be released—and people living in the ordinary were always full of curiosity and amazement at various extraordinary powers.

Not to mention that after this magic trick succeeded, it really had some substance.

This youth was about four or five zhang away from the lake surface, and True Qi couldn't reach it, and even if he could touch the lake surface, catching a fish from it was another matter.

Not to mention he hadn't reached the realm of True Qi release at all.

If it were profound Qi, what could he rely on to control profound Qi?

A Mystic Gate practitioner, after finishing a beating, is here performing magic tricks for everyone?

The black cat shook its head: "No profound Qi mobilization."

In fact, it didn't detect any abnormality. If the fishhook in the jar hadn't really moved, it wouldn't have realized that extraordinary power had appeared here just now.

Pei Ye looked curiously at this youth who was disheveled but still arrogant, holding a tray and asking for rewards from the onlookers.

This magic trick was indeed novel and good-looking, but he didn't say a single auspicious word, nor did he actively ask for it, so he went around a circle and didn't get many rewards.

Afterward, he sat back on the stone by himself, counting the money in the tray bit by bit. The crowd dispersed bit by bit, and only Pei Ye and him were left at the scene.

"I really haven't seen this magic trick before. How did you change it?"

Zhang Zhang Piaoxu looked at him sneeringly: "Brother, I see you are also a person in the Jianghu, asking such stupid questions."

Glancing at his clothes, he raised his head again: "Fifty taels of silver, I'll tell you in seven days, how about it?"

Pei Ye shook his head.

"Tsk."

"How old are you?"

"Almost sixteen," Zhang Zhang Piaoxu said casually.

Pei Ye thought he looked young at first, but seeing his heavy Jianghu air and the way he spoke like an adult, who would have thought he was two years younger than himself.

Thinking of this, he noticed his pale complexion even more, and the blood at the corner of his mouth hadn't stopped yet. Pei Ye couldn't help but think of the stick on his back just now: "You seem to have injured your lungs and viscera. Don't walk around yourself. Where does your family live? I'll help you contact them."

"I don't have family, and I don't need others to take care of me," Zhang Zhang Piaoxu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the counted silver money with worried eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pei Ye glanced at it; it was actually a lot, almost two taels.

Zhang Zhang Piaoxu looked at these gains silently, and suddenly raised his head: "Hey, you've been pretending to be kind here for a long time, why don't you give me a reward?"

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Pei Ye didn't have the habit of paying for this on weekdays, but thinking about it, this was indeed a quite magical magic trick, so rewarding a few coins didn't count for anything. At this moment, he learned that the Sword Academy provided housing, and he was feeling much more relaxed, so he went to touch the money bag at his waist.

But when he took it out and opened it, he stopped awkwardly.

This was exactly the fifty taels of silver he borrowed from Qi Qi Zhaohua. It was a whole ingot, and there were two pieces of broken silver inside, which were one or two taels with official stamps, and there wasn't even a single copper coin.

Asking him to reward one tael was absolutely impossible, so he had to smile and explain, but he saw Zhang Zhang Piaoxu staring blankly at the money bag in his hand.

"Hey, can you... lend me this bag of money?" he hesitated.

"No."

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Pei Ye smiled politely and was about to stand up and leave.

Zhang Zhang Piaoxu hurried: "Hey, wait a minute!"

". Ah?"

In front of him was indeed a clear and unobstructed path. Pei Ye subconsciously looked to the front of the carriage. He remembered there was a Crane Inspector driving the carriage there, but at this moment, no sound came from it. That person was either gone, or had become blind and deaf.

Pei Ye was dazed for a while, then lifted his foot and left this cage. Actually, no one stopped him. Pei Ye felt somewhat unreal as he tentatively stepped into the carriage opposite. The moment his buttocks slowly sat on the warm, soft cushion, he almost wanted to groan.

The carriage room was fragrant and warm as spring, truly making one feel as if they were in another world for a moment.

"What does this... mean, Miss Qi?"

Pei Ye clearly remembered that he had been sentenced to life imprisonment. Now that they were taking him away just like this, how would the Immortal Terrace fill this loophole?

Qi Qi Zhaohua didn't answer, but just smiled and clapped her hands. An attendant brought out a basin of water that was shimmering with luster.

"Wash your face back first." Qi Qi Zhaohua smiled.

". What?"

Pei Ye looked down blankly, and this time, the whole person was truly stunned.

The water surface in the basin was like a mirror, without the slightest ripple even on the carriage. Inside, it was reflecting the face of a disheveled person.

Thin lips and a straight nose, the face had quite sharp angles, and the eyebrows and corners of the eyes slanted upwards, looking very sharp. It was a cold and soaring face.

This was not his face; he had seen this face before.

In the Three Offices, the young man named Hongwen put away this case file from the Immortal Terrace, intending to organize and archive it according to the Temple Assistant's instructions.

He had actually read it several times, but he still couldn't help but look at this beginning again.

The changes in this case he took over in the past two days were too fast. At first, the talk of snatching a person from the Immortal Terrace's hands had already made him feel it was too stimulating. He didn't expect that in just one night, the situation would change drastically, and it would settle into such a result extremely quickly and rapidly.

He could only see the changes on the surface; everything was reasonable and compliant with regulations. Even the accidents couldn't be found to be anything other than accidents... but the bloody smell of the fierce battle behind the scenes had already hit his nose.

Hongwen considered himself to have a keen sense of smell in the officialdom, but nine times out of ten, things wouldn't be revealed to him at all. So he could only be surprised that the bottom of the ship had turned black, but didn't know what kind of behemoth had swum past.

He lowered his head again with relish. The handwriting was very clear and steady; it was the top-notch example for documents like theirs.

"Name: Meng Li.

Background: Orphan.

Master: Hushan Sword Gate.

This person is exceptionally gifted and had already become acquainted with Xiang Xiang Minggao, the 【Scholar】 of the Sun-Swallowing Society, many years ago.

Twenty-seven years ago, the Shadow-Faced Sima was expelled by the sect. When he returned, he destroyed the Master's lineage. Meng Li had an irreconcilable hatred with this Junior Uncle and borrowed the power of the Sun-Swallowing Society to participate in the pursuit, and was captured in Bowang.

Later, he followed the Shadow-Faced Sima to Great Kongdong and Shaolong Prefecture, and disguised himself as Pei Ye on the Jade Sword Platform to complete the assassination.

Re-emphasizing to your honorable office: In terms of motive, this case is a Junior Nephew killing a Junior Uncle, which belongs to the affairs of the Jianghu; in terms of the case, this person is still involved with both the Joyful Death Tower and the Sun-Swallowing Society, and there must be no mistakes!

All evidence and details are appended below. The poison of the Joyful Death Tower has not been resolved, and the Sun-Swallowing Society has always been dangerous and heavy. The Immortal Terrace urgently needs this person. After the Three Offices have finished reading, please cooperate with our Terrace to transfer the criminal immediately!"

Meng Li.

This was Meng Li's face.

Suddenly, as if something was being pulled, Pei Ye turned his head in a daze. He saw that in the carriage opposite, in the pitch-black cage, a figure exactly the same as himself had emerged from nothingness and was sitting there.

Barefoot, disheveled hair, single garment, shackles complete—it was exactly the same, even the pale complexion from the serious injury that hadn't healed was identical.

But he was the true owner of this face.

They had met and talked briefly among the peaks of Great Kongdong. The two of them had tried their best to kill the same person. If there was a chance, they would definitely entrust their lives to each other without hesitation.