Sanhe Fist Hall.

After everyone had retreated, Chen Yuan was invited into the backyard by Zhao Nanshan.

"Come, try this tea."

Zhao Nanshan poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Chen Yuan.

Without hesitation, Chen Yuan picked up the teacup, took a small sip, his expression calm.

"How is it?"

"It's quite bitter..."

Chen Yuan answered truthfully.

Zhao Nanshan shook his head, glanced at Chen Yuan, and took a sip of tea himself.

"Ignorant, this tea is top-grade."

"Heh..."

Chen Yuan chuckled, not saying anything. He wasn't interested in tea.

"I thought you wouldn't come this time."

"I'm pretty good at keeping my word."

"However, Senior Zhao, if I hadn't come, were you planning to take action yourself?" Chen Yuan had seen clearly that Zhao Nanshan would definitely have shown his skills in that situation.

"This old bone of mine doesn't have much strength left. The more I fight, the faster I die."

"You are a Ninggang Realm master. Dealing with them shouldn't take much effort, right?"

"That was before, but now..." Zhao Nanshan shook his head.

Chen Yuan smiled, not believing Zhao Nanshan's words. He was obviously hiding his strength, and it was so obvious. However, he didn't delve into it and suddenly lowered his voice to ask:

"You've been in Ping'an County for so many years. Do you know anything about the Wusheng Sect?"

Chen Yuan had been in office for several days, but neither before nor now could the county government find any trace of the Wusheng Sect's bandits. Li Mingqi was urging him tightly, and Chen Yuan could only try to ask Zhao Nanshan.

Chen Yuan had previously determined from the footprints that there was a cripple among the Wusheng Sect's bandits, but Ping'an County was so large that searching it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Especially in the small towns outside the county seat, he couldn't possibly do a carpet search, could he?

There weren't that many yamen runners in Ping'an County for him to command.

Hearing Chen Yuan's story, Zhao Nanshan frowned and was silent for a long time.

"Investigating the Wusheng Sect is not a good job."

"The superiors give orders. What can those below do?"

To be honest, the Wusheng Sect had not touched his interests, and he didn't really want to investigate it desperately. The fact that the previous Patrol Envoy, Lord Zhang, was helpless proved that there were definitely experts in the Wusheng Sect.

"If Senior Zhao knows anything, please tell me."

Zhao Nanshan stared at Chen Yuan for a while and said in a low voice:

"This old man only has some guesses..."

"Senior Zhao, just say it."

"Cien Temple."

"Cien Temple!"

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank, his eyes flickering. He naturally knew this name, and it was even somewhat familiar. Before his uncle passed away, he had often burned incense and worshiped Buddha, and his first opportunity after transmigrating to this world came from Cien Temple, the Sutra Depository!

He had even learned from Li Mingqi that Cien Temple was not that simple and that there was a Ninggang Realm expert stationed there. Now... Zhao Nanshan said that Cien Temple was related to the Wusheng Sect...

Even he had to sigh that he had a lot of fate with this Cien Temple.

"This is just my guess. Don't try to probe it easily. Cien Temple is not that simple..." A hint of fear flashed in Zhao Nanshan's eyes.

"There is a Ninggang Realm expert stationed there, right?"

"You know? That's right... Since Li Mingqi told you about this old man, he couldn't have not mentioned Cien Temple."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

"Thank you."

Wang Ping quickly walked to Chen Yuan's side, bowed, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Yuan, someone from the county government is here. County Constable asked you to return to the yamen as soon as possible."

Chen Yuan frowned.

"What happened?"

"It's not clear yet, but County Constable has a message for you..."

After Chen Yuan listened, he frowned, waved his hand to signal Wang Ping to retreat, then stood up, cupped his hands to Zhao Nanshan, and said:

"Senior Zhao, there are things to do at the county government. I won't bother you any longer."

"Wait."

Zhao Nanshan slowly stood up.

"Does Senior Zhao have anything else to say?"

"Wait..."

Zhao Nanshan walked into the room with his hands behind his back. After a moment, he walked to Chen Yuan's side with a wooden box in his hand and handed it to him.

"What is this?"

Chen Yuan squinted.

"There are a few Yunxue Pills inside. I'm giving them to you..."

Zhao Nanshan waved his hand.

Chen Yuan was overjoyed and quickly opened the box. Inside were ten Yunxue Pills, all deep red, emitting a strange scent, just like the ones he had taken before.

This thing was more suitable for Blood Refinement Martial Artists than Tiger Bone Pills, and it was quite valuable. It was extremely rare in the county seat. He didn't expect Zhao Nanshan to have some in stock.

Thinking of this, a hint of eagerness flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.

"Senior Zhao..."

"Don't even think about it. This old man only has this stock. Yunxue Pills can help me regulate my injuries."

Zhao Nanshan said.

"Thank you, Senior. Farewell."

Chen Yuan smiled and didn't ask any further questions. He turned and left. He estimated that if he had broken his promise and hadn't come this time, Zhao Nanshan would definitely not have given him the Yunxue Pills.

Perhaps he had really seen the hope of revenge in him, so he was betting on him.

Watching Chen Yuan leave, Zhao Nanshan returned to the room with his hands behind his back, walked to the bed, and opened another wooden board. Inside were three wooden boxes that were exactly the same as the one in Chen Yuan's hand.

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Ping'an County, County Government.

County Constable Li Mingqi and a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard, dressed in a green robe, were chatting with each other. It was Liu Shuanghe, the head of the Liu family in Cao County, and an old man was standing beside him.

"Brother Liu, try this tea. How is it?"

Li Mingqi gestured with his hand.

Liu Shuanghe picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and his eyes lit up.

"Good tea, good tea. Bitter at first, then sweet, with endless charm."

"Since Brother Liu likes it, you might as well take some back with you later."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Brother Liu, what brings you here this time?" Li Mingqi asked, pretending not to know.

Liu Shuanghe knew everything clearly in his heart, smiled, and said:

"A few days ago, my daughter clashed with Head Constable Chen of the county government. I'm here specifically to take my daughter back."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

"I wonder where that Head Constable Chen is now? I'm very concerned about my daughter..."

Li Mingqi narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to answer, a yamen runner walked in and bowed to Li Mingqi.

"Lord, Head Constable Chen requests an audience."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

After a moment, Chen Yuan walked into the room with a calm expression, his gaze lingering on Liu Shuanghe for a moment. He subconsciously opened his Heavenly Eye, and the next moment, a green light was reflected in front of him.

Luck!

Chen Yuan prevented himself from being seen through, didn't linger too long, and turned to look at Li Mingqi, cupping his hands.

"Lord, you were looking for me?"

"I originally had some things to order you to do, but coincidentally, Brother Liu is also looking for you because of some things." Li Mingqi said.

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he politely cupped his hands.

"I wonder what you want from me?"

Liu Shuanghe's expression didn't change. He had already seen that Li Mingqi and Chen Yuan definitely knew about his affairs.