Chapter 81 What does the green light represent?

The three-day patrol just passed. That night, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao formed a team, wearing black uniforms and short capes, with gongs hanging on their chests and swords hanging from their waists, and walked easily on the streets of the inner city.

The night gradually became cooler, and the flowers fell to the ground and turned into frost.

The capital city was silent at night. In the winter season, there were no insects or birds singing. The silence made Xu Qi'an feel like he was in a leisurely countryside.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of uniform footsteps and the clatter of armor plates colliding.

Those were the imperial sword guards patrolling the city.

After patrolling the streets for half an hour, Song Tingfeng and two colleagues jumped onto the top of a small building and overlooked the criss-crossing streets.

"Patrolling the streets is the job of the Imperial Sword Guards. We are mainly responsible for those guys who climb walls and fly over rooftops." Song Tingfeng stood on the roof, facing the night wind, squinting his eyes:

"Only go up to the rooftop when you are on the lookout. Unless you encounter a major case, don't climb over rooftops and walls recklessly. The capital is a deep water, and there are countless masters in the open and in the dark. If you walk on the rooftop recklessly, you don't know which corner will fly a sword and kill you."

After a pause, he added: "Of course, the night watchman will definitely avenge you, collect your body, and pay you a pension."

"How much is the pension?" Xu Qian'an asked.

"The gong is three hundred taels of silver." Song Tingfeng said, "That's quite conscientious, three hundred taels of silver is enough for my wife and children to live a rich life."

However, with three hundred taels of silver, I can only sleep with Fuxiang, whose value has skyrocketed, five times... Xu Qian'an joked, "Yes, and then your wife will remarry, and other men will spend your money, sleep with your wife, and beat your son."

"..." Song Tingfeng stared at him without saying a word, and after a moment, he uttered, "I suddenly feel lucky that I haven't started a family yet."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded in silence.

...

At noon the next day, Xu Qian'an, who had only slept for five hours, got up energetically.

He dipped a boar bristle toothbrush in some tooth powder and squatted under the eaves to brush his teeth.

Tooth powder is the ancient version of toothpaste, which contains nine Chinese medicines: ginger, soap bean, cimicifuga, rehmannia root, lily of the valley, sophora japonica, asarum, lotus leaf, and green salt.

In addition, there is an ingredient that Xu Qi'an had never come into contact with in his previous life, called descaling pills.

This thing directly raises the cleaning, whitening, and bad breath removal effects of toothpaste to several levels.

The toothpaste of the previous life is far inferior to the tooth powder of this era.

There is no doubt that this is the work of the alchemist of the Sitianjian.

The existence of alchemists makes the lives of the lower-class people more convenient and healthy.

They are actually very powerful, but the history of the sorcerer system is relatively short and has not formed a comprehensive theoretical teaching.

And Xu Qi'an's chemical theory just makes up for the shortcomings of alchemists.

Climbing over the wall to the main house, at this time, my aunt and sisters have already eaten lunch.

This afternoon, I have to practice breathing and try to figure out the world with a knife, so I won't eat in the brothel. Xu Qi'an asked the kitchen to heat up the leftovers and dealt with his stomach hastily.

He did not immediately start practicing, but went to the inner courtyard to tease Xu Lingyin for a while, and then chatted with his 17-year-old sister with a melon-seed face, big eyes and delicate features, discussing Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

"I will write some novels for my sister later as boudoir reading materials." Xu Qi'an said with a smile.

"Is it still the same love story as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?" Xu Lingyue smiled like a flower.

"No, it's more exciting than those two."

"What is it?" Hearing the word exciting, Xu Lingyue blushed.

"Yu no Sora."

It's a pity that my writing is not good, and I can't remember many details of the novels I read in my previous life... Otherwise, I would have made a lot of money by writing pornographic novels... Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.

Passing by Xu Cijiu's room, I heard the sound of reading aloud from inside.

"Cijiu, aren't you in the academy?" Xu Qi'an asked, standing by the window.

"Just looking for my elder brother." Xu Cijiu took a booklet from the desk, walked to the window, and handed it to Xu Qian'an:

"This is what the teacher, Mr. Mu Bai, and Mr. Youping asked me to pass on to my elder brother. When I came back this morning, you were still sleeping."

Xu Qian'an curiously opened the booklet, flipped through a few pages at random, and found that the content in the booklet was very strange.

Some were texts, some were picture albums, as if all kinds of things were pieced together.

Xu Xinnian explained faintly: "This book records the unique skills of various cultivation systems. The three great Confucian scholars pieced together the magic spells they collected and gave it to you."

I seemed to smell a sour smell... Xu Qian'an's eyes sparkled.

Xu Xinnian continued: "The sixth rank of Confucianism is called Confucian scholars. The core of this realm is "learning". You can write down the magic spells you have seen on paper with a pen. My elder brother can cast the magic spells recorded on paper by igniting the paper with his qi."

Confucianism is simply an invincible auxiliary. Xu Qian'an controlled the corners of his mouth, suppressed his joy, and nodded: "Thank you, pass on my message to the three great scholars, I will visit them another day to thank them and discuss poetry with them."

As the saying goes, courtesy is reciprocity, the three great scholars gave gifts for no reason, of course, there is a reason.

Xu Xinnian said "hmm" and waved his hand: "Brother, go, don't disturb me to study, I will go back to the academy tomorrow."

Don't be jealous when you say goodbye to the old, brother still loves you!

Xu Qian'an left happily.

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At dusk, Xu Qian'an changed into the night watchman's uniform and rushed to the government office without stopping.

Before the inner city gate closed, he arrived at the government office, met with Song Tingfeng and his two colleagues, and started the evening shift of social animals.

The night in the inner city was quite peaceful. Until late at night, Xu Qian'an and his two colleagues only caught two thieves who had escaped the patrol of the Imperial Sword Guard.

According to Song Tingfeng, this kind of small achievement was at most five coins of silver.

Xu Qiyan stood on the roof of a restaurant, overlooking the capital city in the night.

Song Tingfeng chewed on fried beans and asked, "Ning Yan, what is your unique skill and what are its characteristics."

Xu Qiyan told the truth: "It is very practical and has stronger explosive power, but it is not very durable... Well, after a cut, I will enter a short period of weakness."

There is nothing in the world that cannot be cut with one cut. If there is, just run away... Xu Qiyan thought the author was just kidding at first.

Unexpectedly, it was good advice. The essence of this unique skill is to be a real man for a second, and you will be exhausted after cutting.

The advantage is that it has strong explosive power. Xu Qiyan suspects that if you practice it to a high level, you can cut people across levels.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other at the same time. The former said with a smile: "Does Miss Fuxiang know that you have poor endurance?"

Xu Qi'an was a bitch. He raised his sword and sighed: "They have all developed calluses recently."

Zhu Guangxiao didn't understand. Song Tingfeng was stunned for two seconds and cursed: "Damn it, you are a one-shot guy."

After chatting for a few words, he took out the booklet given by the great scholars from the jade mirror while Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were not paying attention and tore off a page.

There was a pair of eyes with clear light on the paper, and the corresponding spell was the Qi-watching spell of the Sitianjian.

There were many such low-level spells in the booklet, which belonged to auxiliary spells and were relatively not so precious.

Xu Qi'an planned to have fun and get familiar with the use of the booklet.

"Swish!"

The Qi ignited the paper, and the fire lit up instantly, which also attracted the attention of Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng.

Xu Qi'an felt a pain in his eyes, and all kinds of colors appeared in his sight. The whole world seemed to have turned into a colorful oil painting.

White was the most abundant and densest color, spreading in strands. The second color was red, which was divided into light red and bright red; then purple.

Red with purple; light purple; dark purple... The last one came from the direction of the imperial city.

This is Qi... Qi that exists in all things in the world. Xu Qi'an had an epiphany in his heart.

At this time, he saw a strange color, located in the direction of the imperial city. It was a gorgeous color, like a rainbow.

"Colorful... completely different from the purple air representing the royal family, but living in the imperial city... Taoist Jinlian said that I have a connection with the woman riding in the royal carriage. The Taoist commented on that woman as magnificent and rare in the world..."

"Pure air... is also in the direction of the imperial city. I remember Caiwei said that pure air represents Confucianism or Taoism... Well, is that the human sect?"

"Hey, why is the color of the Jiaofangsi emerald green... Many of the women in the Jiaofangsi are the families of criminals... I must have thought too much. I will ask Caiwei what the green light represents... Hey, it's gone?"

He saw a touch of emerald green air in the Jiaofangsi, which flickered and disappeared.

Finally, he looked at the Sitianjian, the star-gazing tower that overlooked all the mountains.

"Ah..." Xu Qian'an suddenly screamed and fell from the roof of the restaurant.

He rolled on the ground in pain, covering his eyes and screaming.

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng were horrified and jumped off the roof. One of them drew his sword and stood guard, while the other went forward to check.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Tingfeng asked anxiously.