Chapter 161 Another Year of Closure

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a small courtyard in the city.

Ding Yi sat at the stone table and looked through the letters that Demon Falcon had left in the bamboo tube in the courtyard.

Since he had recently served at the Wanxiang Sect as Li Baozheng, Ding Yi specifically asked Liu Xun to write in code.

The so-called code language is to use symbols instead of words, and the symbols are compiled based on the page numbers and row and column numbers of a more general "A Brief History of Daliang".

To Ding Yi's expectation, this time there were two letters in the bamboo tube.

One of them was from Liu Xun, and the other was from Sun Qiaoer, who had not heard from him for a long time.

Ding Yi first opened the letter sent by Liu Xun. After all, in a few days it would be the day to send the statue, and Ding Yi didn't want to hear any unexpected news at this juncture.

Fortunately, in the letter, Liu Xun only talked about some recent events in the city under his jurisdiction. At the same time, he expressed his concern for Ding Yi and asked if he would send one or two maids to take care of Ding Yi's daily life.

Finally, Liu Xun also stated that there will be no problem in meeting in a few days. He has made all preparations, so Ding Yi can rest assured.

After reading the letter, Ding Yi couldn't help but nodded secretly, secretly thinking that Liu Xun was loyal and reliable.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi picked up the second letter, opened it and read it.

"Marriage?"

Ding Yigang looked at it for a while, then raised his eyebrows and murmured.

Unexpectedly, the Yin and Yang Palace also played the trick of combining vertical and horizontal, and actually wanted to use the method of marriage to win over other palaces.

But after thinking about it, Ding Yi somewhat understood.

After all, Qingzhou faces three states and only one side is by the water. If it is attacked by the other three states at the same time, it may not be able to withstand it.

However, why did Sun Qiaoer be chosen for this marriage?

Ding Yi was a little speechless. It was not that he was reluctant to part with his puppet, but Sun Qiaoer was the chess piece that he finally placed in the Yin and Yang Palace. If he was taken to the Taiping Palace like this, who knows what changes would happen later, and what would happen to his plan? Isn't it a mess?

Thinking of this, Ding Yi couldn't help but stand up, and then walked around the courtyard thinking.

Although I have completed the blood exchange and condensed out of the domain at this moment, if I want to stop the marriage in front of a huge palace, it is undoubtedly a mantis trying to do something.

This means that if you want to resolve this ridiculous marriage without leaving any trace, you need to plan carefully.

At the same time, Ding Yi also deduced that Sun Qiaoer's life in the Yin and Yang Palace was not very smooth, and he had to find ways to improve her status and plan for his future success.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi shattered the two letters and hurried out of the courtyard.

After leaving the courtyard, Ding Yi walked north along the street. After a while, he passed through two districts and came to a small dilapidated courtyard in the 13th district.

Walking forward, Ding Yi knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

Regular knocking on the door soon led to the sound of footsteps coming from behind the door. As the wooden door opened, an old face suddenly appeared behind the door.

"Xiao Qi, are you here?"

Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi at the door, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Where's senior brother?"

Ding Yi walked into the small courtyard and asked casually.

"Going out to find a job."

Bai Wangyun sighed.

"Master, why haven't you found out what happened to the Wuji Sect last time?"

Ding Yi sat down and asked.

"No, Xiaoqi, do you think being a teacher is like a lonely star of destiny, something that will cause trouble wherever you go?"

Bai Wangyun shook his head, and then asked suddenly.

"Don't worry, Master, this has nothing to do with you."

Ding Yi said with certainty.

"Hey, let's not talk anymore. By the way, why is Xiaoqi here today?"

Bai Wangyun suddenly asked again.

"Master, I just want to ask, how many people are there in your god worshiping sect here?"

Ding Yi pondered for a moment and then asked.

"Why are you asking this? Although I can be independent in Qingfeng County, here, I am just an ordinary elder."

"How many people don't know, but I have heard before that there is a council in Baihe City that specializes in deciding major religious issues in Baihe City."

"parliament?"

Ding Yi was stunned.

"Yes, I heard that they are all composed of helmsmen. I don't know how many people there are."

Bai Wangyun said, still laughing at himself.

"The helmsmen are all masters of the Yuan Qiao Realm. I will never be able to become one in my life."

When Ding Yi heard this, he immediately thought of the girl with a bell he met at Wuji Pai that night.

"Master, is there any way to contact the council?"

Ding Yi asked again.

"There is no way. These members of the council are like dragons, and maybe they are the beggars on the street outside."

Bai Wangyun shrugged helplessly.

"Okay, Master, this is a little money. I will tell my senior brother not to go out to perform in the future. It would be too miserable."

Ding Yi took out a hundred taels of silver notes from his arms and placed them on the stone table.

"This, Xiao Qi."

Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi and was suddenly moved.

Ding Yi waved his hand and then walked out of the small courtyard.

I originally thought of setting up a line with the higher-ups of the God Worship Sect through Bai Wangyun to discuss cooperation, but now it seems that Bai Wangyun can't help.

This time it was a bit troublesome.

Ding Yi walked on the street and shook his head, secretly thinking that Sun Qiaoer was really unlucky and had a bad life, but now he had no better way, he could only take it one step at a time.

After leaving Baiwangyun Courtyard, Ding Yi found an alley and put on a human skin mask, and then came to the station of Wanxiang Gate.

Sun Qiaoer's incident made Ding Yi more and more urgent about improving his strength.

This time it was Sun Qiaoer. If the Yin Yang Palace forced him to be the male favorite of someone from the Yang Pole Palace next time, how would he resist?

Strength, or fucking strength! !

The last investigation into the foreign evil spirits made Ding Yi's strength improve by leaps and bounds. I wonder if there has been such a good thing recently.

Outside the Wanxiang Gate, servants were already setting up ladders to decorate the door. Seeing this, Ding Yi remembered that the New Year was coming soon.

Even in Baihe City, only the big gangs like Wanxiangmen have spare money to decorate their doors. The rest of the people only post spring couplets outside their doors and hang up a red lantern during the New Year, which is considered festive.

This is true for every household. Even in these troubled times, no matter how poor the family is, they can still scrape together a red lantern money.

After entering the station, Ding Yi walked towards Zhou Ruoxu's small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ding Yi saw Zhou Ruoxu writing Spring Festival couplets on the desk in the courtyard. There was a servant waiting next to him, waiting for the Spring Festival couplets to be written.

"It's Li Baozheng, hahaha, come on, come on, let's see how the word "I" is written?"

Zhou Ruoxu looked up when he heard the voice, and saw Ding Yi walking in. He laughed loudly, put down his pen and called Ding Yi in.

Ding Yi walked to Zhou Ruoxu's side, took one look at the word and lost interest, and then said:

"Master, I've been feeling very itchy lately. Is there any news about the evil spirits?"

"ah?"

Zhou Ruoxu was stunned by Ding Yi's words.

It’s the Chinese New Year, why are you still thinking about it?

Zhou Ruoxu couldn't help but admire the bearded man in front of him even more, but he said with a smile:

"It's almost the festival, and we need to rest too."

"I've never heard of Wai Sha celebrating the festival. Master, are you hiding it and preparing to go?"

Ding Yi looked at Zhou Ruoxu and asked carelessly.

"No, I really have no news. Don't worry, this job is yours. Even if the King of Heaven comes, he can't take it away!"

Zhou Ruoyi immediately stood where he was and swore.

Seeing his determined look, Ding Yi smiled and nodded, and then left.

Zhou Ruoxu looked at Ding Yi's back, feeling a little helpless.

Of course, the Wanxiang Sect had done a great job in the last incident involving the Flesh and Flesh Observation, but it seemed that the surrounding evil spirits had suddenly disappeared because of this, and I don’t know why.

In addition, the recent worshipers in the Supervision Department all looked serious, and the experienced Zhou Ruoxu had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen.

"I don't know how many more good years I can live."

Zhou Ruoxu looked at the Spring Festival couplets on the desk in front of him and shook his head.