Half an hour later, a man in ordinary clothes walked out of the back door of Pan's mansion.

The man looked ordinary. As soon as he walked out, he first looked around and looked around for a few times, then hurriedly walked into the street, merged into the crowd on the street, and soon lost sight.

In the lobby of Pan Mansion, Pan Xiang was still sitting, and a burly servant named Wuhan Iron and Steel stood beside him, reminding him with concern: "Sir, the swamp wolf has such a big appetite. It is tantamount to cooperating with such a person."

"No," Pan Xiang nodded, but his expression was relaxed. "However, as long as the slaughter people like Bulxin can use it for me, even if they give me some villages, or even one or two county towns, it's nothing."

Wuhan Iron and Steel is still worried: "I'm afraid of backfiring."

Pan Xiangque said: "As long as we can achieve our ambitions, some sacrifices are inevitable. This time, the mobilization of garrison soldiers is actually just a bait. The real killing move is the thousands of elite soldiers of the Yongping Army. No one would have thought that the governor of the Yongping Army, who is as famous as the Wuxin Army, would have long become a colleague of us!"

As he said that, he stood up from his seat, patted his clothes, showing an excitement: "After the scorpion robbed, he would have been relaxed. At that time, I would lead the army to rush. Their routes were all within my control. In this way, he would definitely make a great contribution! In the future, historians would write biography, and they might count me as a Confucian general and pass on it forever!"

As he spoke, the second young master of Pan's family became more and more excited.

"Didn't the officials and gentry of Yuanning Prefecture say that the swamp people are hard to tame? When I defeat the enemy, accumulate prestige and people's wishes, I will be able to accomplish great things and sweep Jiannan in one fell swoop. At that time, I will see what the dispersed officials will look like. Moreover, after this, my achievements will be enough to surpass Li Qi, and I will be able to speak in front of the prime minister in the future."

Suddenly, he thought of another thing: "By the way, come here with paper and pen, I want to write a letter to Zhang Jieshuai."

"Yes." Wuhan Iron and Steel left after his order.

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"So that's it. Pan Xiang is still scheming. The so-called mobilization of garrison soldiers is a part of the plan. Even the swamp man, Bitin, has a connection with him, but this person is also very determined. He seems to have cooperated with Bitin, but he still wants to harm him secretly. But it's no wonder that colluding with foreign tribes is a big charge. If someone uses this as a fuss, he can cut off his career in the moment. But if he turns the blame, he will turn his back on the ground in the future."

In the Pan Mansion's wing, Qiu Yan reminisces with his aunt Liu while receiving the message from the main hall.

Just now, when he and Pan Xiang mentioned the mobilization of the garrison soldiers, they noticed the emotional fluctuations emitted by the other party, and there was a significant change. The artistic conception of seeking stability suddenly changed. They couldn't help but feel suspicious. They just happened to hire a statue of the stove like a kitchen room in Pan's house, so they used this to send out their divine thoughts and attached themselves to the smoke to investigate the movements in the lobby.

The statue of the Treasure Lord can only collect and explore the surrounding scenes on weekdays, but if the gods focus on one place, they can expand their perception range.

But this exploration surprised Qiu Yan. Pan Xiang had some contact with the spy and made a lot of agreement.

"The more stable the person is, the more amazing it will be! But Pan Xiang is fully prepared. The right time, place and people gather, maybe it will really hurt the swamp coalition forces, create stability in southern Xinjiang, and benefit the people. By then, the prestige will grow more and more, and he will implement the new law, and no one dares to object, huh?"

As he was thinking about it, Qiu Yan was suddenly stunned, his eyes were surprised, and then he said a few words to his aunt before saying goodbye.

"Why are you so anxious?" Liu was reluctant to leave.

"I remember that there is something else to do. I will come to visit my aunt again the next day," Qiu Yan smiled when he saw Liu's disappointment, "I have promised to write a picture of the Pan Mansion. I will come back in a few days. Moreover, the Pan Mansion has a lot of books, so I still want to go in and view it."

"I already know that your handwriting is well written," Liu smiled when he heard Qiu Yan's answer. "The storytellers compiled jokes about the Wuxincheng Literature Association, and spread them everywhere. They praised you for your handwriting. They also knew the sufferings of the people. They were a talented man."

"These are all rumors," Qiu Yan shook his head, "but I left this time suddenly, and my aunt needed to explain it to Mr. Pan afterwards."

Liu nodded: "That's what it should be."

After explaining a few words, Qiu Yan got up and left. The servants along the way remembered Pan Xiang's explanation and tried to keep him, but they could not forcefully hold Qiu Yan down, and finally had to let him go.

As soon as he left Pan Mansion, Qiu Yan moved his feet and merged into the crowd. He turned several times. Then he raised his hand and pinched a seal, integrated into it with his divine power, and burst out a burst of light and shadow, confusing the two people following behind him.

"The Pan Mansion has indeed arranged people to follow him."

This set of seal techniques was a method he found in the other party's memory when he controlled the inner demon to attack Tang Lai. It was called "Liuguang Jue". It can use the way of water to create illusions and has unique mystery. It uses divine power to display it. Although there are a little traces, it is still more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Then, with a change of thought, Qiu Yan's body was filled with divine power, distorted the light, and created a fake figure on the street not far away, leading several other trackers to the wrong path.

"These people were closely behind when they walked out of the Zhang Mansion, and I don't know whose subordinates it was."

After getting rid of the tracking, Qiu Yan was still bathed in divine power, determined the direction, and walked quickly. Under the cover of divine power, no one could find him along the way. At most, he felt a gust of wind blowing beside him.

After walking along the way, he came to a secluded place after passing through the downtown area.

It is located next to the city wall, surrounded by low bungalows, which have been disrepaired for so long.

Bang!

Qiu Yan stopped, his eyes circulated, and his soul power surged.

In the field of vision, the scene changes, and a transparent wall appears—

In front of him, there was an invisible barrier.

"It's here that I set up divine thoughts on the scorpion spy, which was isolated here. However, this barrier blocked the outside world and also blocked the inside. People inside were also unable to detect the subtle changes outside."

The thought fell, and a thin stream of smoke floated over from the ground not far away, turning into divine thoughts, and integrating into the divine power on Qiu Yan's body. Then, the black hole in his soul trembled slightly, and a faint black mist penetrated, filled with negative emotions.

As soon as the black fog appeared in the soul, Qiu Yan felt distracting thoughts and was irritated. He had to change his thoughts and let the memory of the article flow out before he could suppress his restlessness.

"Sure enough, the clone is only connected to consciousness, and there is no immune ability to each other's magical powers."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan blew a light breath and the black mist floated out of his mouth.

This black fog is part of the inner demon clone, and is split out and transmitted through the black holes in the inner demon.

The black fog floated slowly and gradually approached the barrier. Qiu Yan shook his body and hid in the yard beside him. He observed quietly, and the breath-sniffing talisman appeared and concealed his body.

Previously, the spyman negotiated with Pan Xiang in Pan's mansion, but was noticed by Qiu Yan. He attached a divine thought to the other party, trying to find out, but unexpectedly, when he arrived here, he was rejected by this barrier and had to use other means.

As the smoke of the inner demon drifted, it successfully passed through the barrier and penetrated deep into it.

The inner demon is invisible and has no substance, and it does not contain spiritual energy. It is just an emotional thought that always needs to be attached to something, so it cannot be far away from living creatures, so that Qiu Yan must get close to this place and then display it.

This is this black fog, which is a little scarce, but the emotional fluctuations and aura emitted when thinking about life can accurately locate the other party's position. However, it drifts all the way, becoming thinner and gradually becomes dispersed. At this moment, a wave suddenly came from the front, accompanied by a voice.

"Oh? The new commander-in-chief has agreed to the patriarch's request?" This was a hoarse voice, low and majestic.

Immediately a young voice responded: "Report to the great master, has Pan Xiangdu responded?"

Among the inner demons, Qiu Yan's consciousness was immediately recognized. The owner of this voice was the swamp spy who negotiated with Pan Zhi.

"It seems that this is a stronghold for the Swamps. Who is this person called the Great National Master? The Swamps are not unified, so where does the National Master come from? Not to mention the Great National Master."

It is worth mentioning that a large part of the reason why this person dared to go to Pan's house to negotiate was because he was not a swamp, but a descendant of the Central Plains.

After hearing the reward, the old voice said again: "All of it is agreed? Humph! It turns out that I have bad intentions. There are a few things we mentioned that I know how harsh it is, but Pan Xiang simply agreed easily, obviously only looking at the surface, perfunctory, and he had no intention of sincere cooperation at all."

The Spursman Spy hurriedly replied: "The great master is wise!"

"It's hard to say whether it's wise or not, but Pan Xiang also wants to use us as a little guy. He is too naive, but he doesn't know that he will pay his wife and his troops in the end!"

After these words, the dark mist that was nearly shadowless in the heart demon passed through a window and entered a room.

The scene in the house suddenly became clear.

There were four people in this room. The one standing in the center was the spy who was the previous one. The other three were sitting. The one talking was a strange man, with half of his shoulders and a string of Buddhist beads on his neck. His hair was short and hard, and his roots were straight and upright. He looked old, but his breath was surging.

Next to the monk, there was a man in high-end clothes, with half of his shoulders exposed, but he looked arrogant, with a scarf on his forehead and a nail-sized emerald hanging between his forehead.

"It turned out to be a foreigner! One of them seemed to be a monk. Now, at least Jiannan Road, there is no Buddhist path yet... "

As soon as they saw the two of them dressed up, Qiu Yan recognized the other person's origin.

The last person was dressed as a standard swamp, dressed in colorful clothes and had many small ornaments. After hearing the words of the monk, this person smiled and said, "The great master has expected this, but he hopes to help my family's Fattening King and achieve his long-cherished wish."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan's heart suddenly became bright.

"Good guy! That fat Xin is really amazing. He has turned to win over other swamp tribes, formed a coalition force, and even joined forces with foreign people behind his back! Even the commander Pan Xiang has contact! Such a move is definitely not small! Moreover, according to this statement, the second young master Pan is probably going to be plotted against!"

Qiu Yan was still thinking, and then he saw the monk who was about to speak suddenly move, roaring, and a loud sound erupted—

"Who is peeping!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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