Chapter 347: Meet Again

The official road was crowded with people and very lively.

The spectacular sight of the immortal descending from the sky today attracted the people in the city to come out of their homes, stop and watch, and marvel.

However, in this bustling crowd, Qingchen was like a breeze, quietly passing through, and no one noticed his presence.

What was even more strange was that those pedestrians seemed to intentionally or unintentionally bypass his position and walked to both sides.

Then they naturally gathered together, as if Qingchen did not exist here at all.

Qingchen walked step by step towards the Qing residence along the familiar street according to his memory of more than 30 years ago.

That was a house he chose for Er Niang and the others, located in the west of Hanchuan City, quiet and elegant.

He strolled on the street, and soon came to a large-scale house.

Specifically, it should be more like an inner city.

This inner city covers at least two to three thousand acres. It is magnificent, with a high door lintel and three big characters "City Lord's Mansion".

It is majestic and completely different from the Qing Mansion of the past.

Qingchen was slightly stunned. When did this Qing Mansion become the City Lord's Mansion?

Or did the City Lord's Mansion occupy the territory of the Qing Mansion?

The Qing Mansion in his memory was just an ordinary house with three entrances and three exits. How could it be so magnificent?

Unfortunately, when entering this Juexian Island, everyone's spiritual sense was suppressed by the forbidden formation, and the range of spiritual sense was only one tenth.

Qingchen could only explore the distance of more than ten feet in front of him, and it was not convenient to see with his eyes.

Qingchen took a quick look and saw two stone lions in front of the City Lord's Mansion, guarding the gate.

The dozen or so armored soldiers guarding the gate were dressed in armor, holding long spears, with serious expressions, and performing their guard duties meticulously.

Qingchen's heart moved and stepped forward. Those soldiers seemed to have not noticed his presence at all, standing there stiffly without any reaction.

Until Qingchen approached, two of the soldiers hurried forward as if they were sleepwalking, and respectfully opened the door of the mansion.

Qingchen stepped forward, passed through the door, and walked into the City Lord's Mansion.

The courtyard in the mansion was deep, the pavilions were staggered, the flowers and trees were lush, and the scenery was pleasant, which was completely different from the layout of Qing's house in the past.

Obviously, this place has undergone large-scale reconstruction and expansion. Qingchen's face sank slightly, and then he restrained the demon species spirit aura on his body.

Now, even mortals can clearly see Qingchen in a black tight clothes.

Over the years, he found himself a soul-searching spell "Soul-catching Hand".

Although it is only the power level of the middle grade of the Xuan level, it can get a lot of useful information for people whose strength is far lower than his own.

Qingchen was walking towards an attic in the City Lord's Mansion, thinking about deciding to use the soul-searching technique and find a few servants to understand the situation.

At this moment, a clear voice of a young man suddenly sounded: "Who are you!"

Qingchen did not stop, he had already discovered the young man in the attic and several servants beside him.

So he did not care and walked towards the attic.

The young man obviously did not expect this "assassin" to be so bold. After a careful look through the window, he suddenly blurted out:

"You...how come you look like your uncle?"

Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little strange when he heard this.

He carefully scanned the young man in the attic with his spiritual sense, and saw that the young man's eyebrows were very similar to his younger sister Qingyun, but his facial features were more masculine.

Qingchen's heart moved, and he suddenly understood a little.

At this moment, the door of the attic suddenly opened, and a figure hurried out. It was the young man.

He was followed by several servants, each with a vigilant look on his face, obviously treating Qingchen as an uninvited guest.

The young man tilted his head and looked at Qingchen without blinking, his eyes full of doubts.

"Why do you look so young? Shouldn't my uncle be much older than my mother?

Why do you look only in your twenties or thirties?" The young man scratched his head and asked in confusion.

Then, he changed the subject and his expression became a little serious: "Tell me, who are you? How dare you break into the city lord's mansion? This is a capital crime!

Also, kneel down quickly when you see me! I am the third uncle, oh no, I am the 'little Sima' appointed by the city lord and the general Zhenbei!"

Hearing this, Qingchen looked at the "little nephew" in front of him with interest.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and the servants behind the young man fell to the ground as if they were drugged, unconscious.

The young man was frightened when he saw this.

He neither shouted nor ran around.

His legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a trembling voice:

"Uncle, no, brother, I was wrong, I'm kneeling down for you! I can give you anything you want!"

Qingchen laughed strangely, with a chill, and asked:

"Boy, what's your name? Where is this? Who is the city lord and your mother? If you dare to tell a lie, hey, you will bear the consequences."

The boy who knelt on the ground shuddered, and he replied with a trembling voice:

"My name is Qingyun, and this is the city lord's mansion of Hanchuan City. The city lord is my third uncle Qing'an, and my mother is Qingyun..."

The boy said a series of nonsense, and Qingchen secretly praised him in his heart, thinking that this boy was smart.

If he dared to run away just now, it would undoubtedly be a very stupid act.

In front of a person who is obviously very strong and doesn't look like a good person, begging for mercy is the best policy.

And this is in the city lord's mansion, and being able to delay time is the most important thing.

Suddenly, a noisy sound of footsteps came.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, followed by a team of well-equipped people, quickly surrounded this side.

"You have been surrounded, why don't you surrender!" The middle-aged man in the lead, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a majestic face, shouted loudly.

However, his voice stopped abruptly.

Because when he saw Qingchen's face clearly, the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning and froze on the spot.

Qingchen's face, he was very familiar with it, exactly the same as his eldest brother who had disappeared for more than 30 years.

The middle-aged man's heart surged with an indescribable excitement, but years of wind and rain made him quickly calm down, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He was not sure whether the person in front of him was really the eldest brother. After all, there are many strange things in this world. What if it was a spy sent by the hostile forces, deliberately disguised as the eldest brother?

"Why, Third Brother, you don't even recognize your eldest brother?"

Before he finished speaking, Qingchen waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force swung out, and all the men and horses were hit hard, and they all fainted on the ground, unconscious.

Qingchen's figure flashed again, and he appeared in front of the attic.

He waved his sleeves, and a gentle force wrapped the young man and the middle-aged man, and instantly took them into the attic.