Chapter 146 My Eyes Are the Ruler [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

Liangjiang Prefecture.

It is located on the border between Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, and got its name because the mighty Shenjiang River splits into two after flowing through this place, each flowing east into the sea.

Because of the existence of Longyuan City, a special behemoth, other prefectures in Zhongzhou are basically not very prosperous and exist only as vassals to protect Longyuan City.

Only Liangjiang Prefecture was slightly richer because of its developed water transport.

After the flying sword landed outside the city, Liang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

The journey just now was quite tiring for him. He felt a mixture of nervousness and joy. No matter how hard he tried to control himself, he couldn't help but feel distracted.

On the contrary, Wen Yifan, who was flying the sword the whole time, was very calm and did not show any signs of fatigue at all. She glanced at Liang Yue and asked, "Why is your face so red?"

Just now she had her back to Liang Yue, and although she could feel his heartbeat, she couldn't really see his facial expression.

"Ah?" Liang Yue's heart tightened, afraid that Senior Sister Wen would discover his little thoughts, so he quickly said falsely: "I'm thinking about going to handle the case soon, and I'm full of energy!"

"Hey, why did it turn white again?" Wen Yifan asked again.

She watched with her own eyes as Liang Yue's expression changed again because of his guilty conscience.

"Maybe the strong wind in the sky was a bit cold just now." Liang Yue explained quickly.

At the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart, how embarrassing it is, how come he couldn't hide his feelings when he saw Senior Sister Wen?
But when he thought about it, he couldn't help but blushing again.

Wen Yifan was very curious and asked, "Why is it popular again?"

"I felt warm as soon as I landed, and I felt refreshed!" Liang Yue said with an awkward smile.

Then, without waiting for Wen Yifan to ask again, he hurriedly urged: "Senior Sister Wen, let's go into the city quickly. My expression is not important. It is more important to catch the Nine-Yang spy."

"Yeah." Wen Yifan nodded, but added, "You may be a little weak, you still need to practice more."

In her opinion, she had a barrier to block the wind while flying on the sword all the way, and Liang Yue was behind her, but he could still be blown like this.

His cultivation is still too weak.

If you are weak, practice more.

Liang Yue: “…”

With a heavy heart, he and Wen Yifan walked along the official road for a while and came to the gate of Liangjiang Prefecture. Before entering the city, Wen Yifan still covered his face with a veil to hide his face.

The people of Longyuan City had seen and eaten before, so seeing a beautiful woman was not too exaggerated. In places outside the capital of the gods, she still had to cover herself up a little to avoid attracting too much attention and making it inconvenient to act.

However, Senior Sister Wen's beauty was clearly not something that could be concealed by a veil. When she entered the city, she still attracted the attention of the defenders and passers-by on both sides.

If she were an ordinary beautiful woman, there might be soldiers guarding the city or hooligans who would try to flirt with her or even take advantage of her.

But despite its beauty, no one dares to get close to it and can only watch from afar.

Because everyone can see that she has an extraordinary temperament. In this world where practitioners are extraordinary and otherworldly, it is not easy to be a bad person at the bottom of society. You must have good eyesight.

The small fry that casually provoked their enemies have long been extinct.

A beauty like Wen Yifan is like having the four big words "Keep away from strangers" written on her forehead. She is the kind of person that one knows he or she cannot afford to offend even if he or she is ten feet away from him or her.

After entering the city, we walked along the main street for a while and came to a slightly more lively area. There was a tavern on the side of the road, which was the meeting place agreed with the spy.

As soon as the two walked in, someone waved at them.

The few people walking around in the Zhuxie Division may not know all the spies, but the spies under them all recognize them.

The spy was dressed like a peddler, looked quite young, and should be the descendant of an old soldier in the Ministry of War. At this time, he was wearing a green robe and a small hat, with a shoulder pole and a cargo box under his feet. It seemed that he was tired of walking around the streets and alleys and wanted to rest here.

The two men sat over, and the spy immediately whispered, "Wu Xiaoqi, the knife officer of the Evil Execution Department, is honored to meet you two."

"Thank you for your hard work, brother." Liang Yue nodded in response, and then asked: "Where is the target now?"

"It's in the teahouse across the street." Wu Xiaoqi said, "I came to Liangjiang Prefecture to investigate another case, and suddenly saw that the man looked very similar to the portrait sent down from above, so I quickly reported it. He came out of a land temple outside the city, and I don't know what he was doing in this teahouse."

Because Zhang Ji's master was a highly skilled mystic, the Zhuxie Division ranked him very high in importance, and gave every spy a portrait, requiring them to report any sighting of him.

Wu Xiaoqi put down everything he was doing and focused on this side.

"Is he still there?" Liang Yue glanced at the teahouse opposite, but the other party was not easily observed from where he was sitting.

"I was staring at the door the whole time. He probably hasn't left yet." The spy replied, "But I didn't dare stare too closely. Didn't the intelligence say that he was a mystic? His spiritual sense must be very sensitive. I was afraid that staring too closely would alert him."

"Well done." Liang Yue praised the other party, looked around, and said, "Then I'll go over and take a look."

"Be careful." Wen Yifan gave a simple warning.

……

The teahouse opposite is called "Yueranfang". It is a rather elegant place. There is no noise from storytelling or opera singing, only tables of guests chatting quietly.

After Liang Yue entered the teahouse, he locked onto his target at first sight.

Sitting by the window in the other direction was a middle-aged man who looked like a fortune teller. He had thin cheeks and was about 70% similar to the portrait.

The facial features roughly match what Zhang Ji described.

He was holding a folded cloth banner and had a book box behind him. He looked exhausted.

Liang Yue just took a quick glance and after gathering some information, he did not read any more. Instead, he sat down, ordered a pot of fragrant tea, and sipped it carefully for a while.

Soon, a carriage stopped in front of the door, and a beautiful woman in a rose-red satin dress and a hairpin with flowers on her head walked in. She glanced at the door casually, and then walked towards the fortune teller. "Are you a fortune teller?" The woman sat down and asked softly.

"To predict past and present lives, to understand the fate of the world." The fortune teller replied leisurely, "Madam, you should be calculating your marriage, right?"

The woman had fair skin, red lips, bright eyes and eyebrows. She smiled and said, "Sir, you guessed wrong. I already have a marriage partner."

"Madam, your true love has indeed arrived, but you have encountered many twists and turns recently. You need to go through a difficult period before you can live a smooth life," said the fortune teller.

"How long will it take?" the woman asked solemnly.

The fortune teller said slowly: "Within half a month, the rain will stop and the sky will clear up."

The woman frowned slightly upon hearing this, but soon relaxed, stood up, threw down two taels of silver, and said, "Thank you, sir."

After saying this, he stood up, left the teahouse, and got on the carriage and left.

The two of them had a brief conversation, both speaking in low voices. They were inconspicuous in the teahouse and seemed no different from the other guests who were drinking tea and chatting.

Liang Yue seemed to be looking at the street, but in fact he was listening to what was being said over there, but he couldn't make any sense of it.

I just intuitively felt that something was wrong.

While he was thinking, the fortune teller put away his things and turned away.

……

After he went out to the street, Liang Yue also returned to the restaurant opposite.

"Did you see the woman who came in the carriage just now?" Liang Yue asked.

Wu Xiaoqi asked, "The one wearing a red skirt, with white skin, big eyes, chest circumference of 2.5 feet, waist circumference of 1.8 feet, and hip circumference of 2.7 feet?"

"Wow." Liang Yue looked at him in surprise: "Your eyes are rulers?"

The woman should not have appeared in their sight for long. To be able to report it so accurately, her eyesight is truly amazing.

"Hehe." Wu Xiaoqi smiled shyly, "We are spies, so it's normal for us to have better eyesight."

Liang Yue raised a thumbs up and continued, "Check her background. It shouldn't be hard to find her if she has a car. Did you see the sign clearly?"

At this time, only rich people could afford a carriage, and there were not many such wealthy families in Liangjiang Prefecture. Moreover, many wealthy families would put their own emblems and marks on their carriages to distinguish them.

Liang Yue couldn't see the direction he was going, so he asked him.

"I didn't notice that." Wu Xiaoqi answered simply and neatly.

Liang Yue glanced at him and asked tentatively, "How many horses are there pulling the cart?"

"Ah!" Wu Xiaoqi slapped his forehead.

"..." Liang Yue was speechless.

Okay.

The measurements that flashed by were exactly the same, and the huge carriage and horses were completely invisible.

Your eyes are still selective.

Maybe you don't even know whether it is a mule or a horse.

"I saw it." Wen Yifan said, "I can draw it roughly later."

"Luckily, Miss Wen is here." Wu Xiaoqi was a little nervous, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, it would be bad if he only looked at the woman in front of his superior and delayed his work, which would be bad.

He was about to look at Wen Yifan, halfway turned away. Wen Yifan immediately glared at him and said coldly: "Don't look at me."

There was murderous intent in his tone.

"Yes." Wu Xiaoqi was startled.

"This fortune teller is most likely the Jiuyang mystic. There may be some conspiracy between them." Liang Yue said.

As a fortune teller, this man's behavior is indeed a bit strange.

"Zhang Ji's cultivation is not low, and his master's cultivation should be above the fifth level. We should not act rashly." Wen Yifan said: "Lock his position, I will call for help."

The two of them came here mainly to confirm each other's identities.

Once it is confirmed that it is a Jiuyang spy, a large number of troops or top experts will be called in to take action.

A strong man of this level would most likely have to come in person by Chen Su, as it would be difficult to guarantee safety if someone else came.

No matter how powerful Chen Su is, he can't come to check in person if there is a little doubt. If he is divided into five parts, it will not be enough. Therefore, the younger generation must be sent to gather intelligence and confirm the situation in the early stage.

Now that the opponent is very likely a sixth or seventh level mystic, not to mention that Liang Yue and the others are likely not his match, even if they can defeat him, they dare not act rashly for the safety of the people around them.

There had been a painful lesson. When a seventh-level mystic from the Demon Sect was besieged by the righteous, he fled into a city and used his spiritual sense to control half of the people in the city to fight for him, causing huge casualties.

The damage a powerful mystic can cause to mortals is far greater than that of warriors and Qi cultivators.

Wen Yifan used a messenger to send a message to the Evil Slaying Division, and Wu Xiaoqi said, "That's the direction of the Earth God Temple. He might be going back."

Liang Yue said: "Let's spread out and follow him. Don't alarm him."

(End of this chapter)