Few people know the origin of Ji Xianke, nor do they know where he came from.

Since his first appearance, he has challenged the most popular swordsman in Chang'an City and won in one battle.

Anyone who has witnessed his sword skills is dazzling and confused by him, saying that his sword skills are unparalleled. Some people say that he is a traitor who betrayed his master, and some people say that he is the disciple of the bearded guest back then...

Regarding his legend, Li Bai had long heard calluses in his ears, and even wanted to challenge them. However, he was avoided by that guy using various excuses of being slick.

It's like there's no expectation of a showdown with others.

After staying with him for a long time, even his interest in drawing a sword would be lost.

As a result, he was now stopped on the street.

It’s rare that he is unlucky, so how could Li Bai not take a good look?

"Hey, Ji Xianke, right?"

The burly man who was blocking him took off his mask, revealing his bare head and scars crisscrossing on his face: "Do you still remember the ghost-faced monk on Zhuque Street back then?"

“…Where? What monk?”

Ji Xianke scratched his chin blankly, full of confusion: "Have you ever met us?"

He was so confused that he couldn't make a falsification. He was really curious about what the visitor was for.

But for those who had been defeated by him, there was no more humiliating answer than this!

"You bastard—"

The face of the ghost-faced monk turned red in an instant, and his right hand holding the Zen stick almost pinched the metal iron and made a sound: "It's okay, you will remember it, sure!"

Amid the low wind, the heavy Zen staff was raised and aimed at Ji Xianke's face.

Ji Xianke was stunned for a moment and subconsciously raised his left hand: "Wait a minute, how about I invite you to drink? Just let it go, I'm very good today..."

He didn't wait for his busy words to say it.

A dull thunder suddenly exploded.

The ghost-faced monk roared and roared, and the Zen stick in his hand roared and swung across his arms, whirling and storming, causing a storm, and flashing afterimages flashed.

In the end, countless afterimages spread towards Ji Xianke's place, blocking all the ways he escaped, quickly ending, trapping him in it.

And the most fatal blow was like thunder, stabbing at him-

collapse!

The ghost-faced monk's grin stiffened his face, and then rushed to the earth.

It hit the bluestone slab heavily, and with a loud bang, countless cracks emerged from the stone slab.

It was not until this time that the circling Zen staff roared from the air and fell into the gutter beside the road in the exclamation of the crowd.

"Can't you listen to people speak well?"

Ji Xianke sighed helplessly, and his palm slowly raised from the back of the ghost-faced monk's head.

In an instant, the winner has been decided.

Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and they couldn't even see clearly.

Only Li Bai can recognize the figures of the two intersecting in an instant.

"So fast..." he murmured softly.

The first time he saw someone who could be so fast.

The moment the Ghost-faced Monk rushed up, he walked out of his shadow cage with ease, waved his hand lightly,

Press the back of his head.

Hit him to the ground!

One blow to defeat the enemy, not even draw the sword...

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Li Bai?" Ji Xianke, who walked out of the crowd, saw Li Bai not far away, waved his hand and said, "Do you want to drink? I'll treat you."

"Forget it, drinking with you, a guy who is full of nonsense, will change the smell."

Li Bai shook his head and looked at the long sword around his waist: "To be honest, I really want to see what your sword looks like..."

The words seemed curious, but for the swordsman, such words were no different from provocation.

But Ji Xianke was not concerned and just waved his hand in distress: "Don't be too difficult for me, it's already very hard to call once a day... How about you queue up if you give you a number?"

Li Bai laughed, "You can't see how tired you look."

"Is it okay to be tired?"

Ji Xianke shook his head indifferently: "It's okay to drink, but it's okay to fight. If you succeed, you should enjoy it. What do you do when fighting and killing every day?"

In this way, I passed by Li Bai casually.

Unprepared.

Even though Li Bai deliberately pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, he seemed to have no idea.

Step by step, going further and further...

After a long time, Li Bai tickled unhappily.

A guy full of nonsense.

There is no truth...

"Mr. Li Bai really hates others' lying." Li Xiang sighed softly as if he noticed something.

"What should I say?"

Li Bai pondered for a moment and sighed: "I just hate that kind of guy who doesn't hesitate to deceive himself with lies and doesn't want to face reality..."

If there is a lie, there will be a second one.

Then, gradually, he was in the quagmire and could not extricate himself.

I have seen too much of such ugly behavior.

But I hate Ji Xianke, but it's not just that.

As both swordsmen who are good at drinking, they should have met too late, but the two of them were unexpected and had no common language.

Li Bai always smelled a strange smell from that guy.

Like burning charcoal.

It is not just the kind of lingering words that make people know at first glance that it is not out of sincere polite words and slick attitude, nor is it because of lustfulness and a wandering look that is free from drinking.

But a more fundamental difference.

For Li Bai, whether it is good wine or good poetry, it should be a life of pride, smiling at the beautiful colors of today and tomorrow. But for Ji Xianke, such a life attitude that indulges in the sensuality seems to have completely given up on the future.

The pleasure of extravagance and extreme desire.

Even if you die tomorrow, it's not a pity...

"Let's go." Li Bai pulled Lixiang to speed up his pace, "A dog cooked supper, and was still waiting for us to go back and eat..."

Lixiang: "Xun! Mr. Xun!"

Li Bai: "How wonderful, kind, my dog."

Lixiang:...

When Yuan Fang pushed open the door, she was almost beaten by the smell of dust in the archives.

No matter how many times I come, I can't adapt to this decadent smell.

Especially the sensitive sense of smell of the hybrid demon species is even more tortured.

When he returned to Di Renjie with a gray face, the old files in his arms were almost surpassing his head.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuan Fang."

Di Renjie pointed to the empty seat on the table without raising his head, and ordered: "The Yi character room is fourth, from Chou to Mao, and I will also help me get the documents related to illegal crossing of the border."

"Come again?"

Yuan Fang complained desperately, but Di Renjie seemed to have not heard it, and he was still buried in the old files. At this time, even if he was thundering beside him, he would not raise his head, like a stone man. Unless the work in front of him is finished or the conclusion is drawn, he can continue in such a state until midnight, as long as Yuan Fang forgot to fuel the lights in the room.

The young man sighed and left helplessly. When he came back again, he didn't hold anything in his arms. This time, he directly took a cart and delivered all the files that Di Renjie asked for.

When Di Renjie raised his head again from the file, it was already two hours later.

"If this happens, I will sort it out for the time being-"

He put down his pen and stared at the record that had been piled up on his right hand.

All of them are based on the account books and records involved in the rescue and excavation, which are pieced together. The evidence of crimes is recorded in Ji Xian’s hundreds of smuggling activities over the past five years, with a net amount of up to hundreds of thousands of gold. There are more than 400 criminals directly involved in it, and countless people are engaged in surrounding activities.

Yuan Fang, who was dozing off by the window, couldn't help but sigh: "It's been over for so long, sir, what are you still looking for?"

Half a month ago, thanks to Yu Heng's engineering agency and the large project payment advanced by Li Bai, the ruins of Yunjianlou were dug up.

The major case that shocked Chang'an was exposed under the sun, and the government and the country were shocked. It is said that several borers in the Honglu Temple who received bribes were implicated and lost their hats. Even more serious cases were punished for the same crime and sent in to wait for the autumn to set off.
To be continued...