Chapter 242: Stealing

‘Sure enough, Brother Bai’s strength is far superior to that of this Guigu descendant. ’

Han Fei said in his heart.

Only when one side’s martial arts will is far stronger than the other side can the “feeding move” state be created.

Bai Jing seemed to be chatting with him, but in fact he was doing two things at the same time, still controlling the size of the martial arts will and sharpening Wei Zhuang.

“Huh…”

While the two were talking, Wei Zhuang had reached his limit and slowly opened his eyes, looking tired.

“Let’s stop here today.”

Bai Jing sipped the orchid wine.

“Okay.”

Wei Zhuang nodded, and he also understood his situation, not to mention that Bai Jing was in Zilanxuan and couldn’t run away.

This martial arts will confrontation benefited him a lot, and his horizontal sword intention increased.

The next time he met his senior brother, he might be able to win the battle.

Thinking of this, a barely detectable arc flashed across Wei Zhuang’s mouth.

“This ninth son Han Fei is here to see you.”

Bai Jing pointed at Han Fei.

Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, and walked out of the room as if no one was there.

"Hey, brother, don't go!"

Han Fei hurriedly chased after him.

"Wait."

Bai Jing called Han Fei to stop him.

"What's the matter, Brother Bai?"

Han Fei stopped.

"How is the health of the Ninth Master recently?"

Han Fei was stunned, not knowing why Bai Jing asked such a question, but still smiled and said: "Thanks to Brother Bai, I have been drinking and having fun after returning to Xinzheng, and my body is healthier than when I was studying at Xiaoshengxianzhuang."

This is also a strange thing.

Confucianism requires its disciples to develop in an all-round way, and all of them must practice the six arts of Confucianism, and no one is spared.

These six arts are etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Archery refers to drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and charioteering refers to driving a chariot.

It is conceivable that these two will temper the physique. When Han Fei was studying, these two routine classes were the most feared.

But thanks to this, and the fact that it was very difficult to drink in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Han Fei was in good health.

After returning, he became much more tired, but his health was unusually good.

Han Fei had also consulted the imperial physician, but only concluded that he was in extremely good health.

"That's good."

Bai Jing smiled without saying anything, and did not explain, but just let Han Fei leave.

After he left, Nanyue couldn't help but ask, "Did the Ninth Master get your medicine pill?"

"Well, don't tell others about this."

Bai Jing took Nanyue into his arms, turned his palm, took out a pill from the divine space, pried open her mouth, and gently put it in.

Nanyue's pretty face was slightly red, and her curvy body was pressed against Bai Jing, with an ambiguous posture.

Maoshan has six main veins of inheritance, namely talismans, corpse driving, summoning gods, alchemy, divination, and feng shui physiognomy.

Bai Jing in the Republic of China has gathered these six veins of inheritance into one, and alchemy comes from this.

The Republic of China was the end of the law era, and there were few spiritual medicines, but it was cheap for Bai Jing from other worlds.

Demon Bai Jing and Zhu Xian Bai Jing both attached great importance to this alchemy and worked hard.

Tian Xing Bai Jing picked up a bargain and used it directly. The spiritual energy of this world can even breed martial arts masters at the state of unity between man and nature, so there is naturally no shortage of spiritual medicine.

When they met on the road before, the roast chicken that Bai Jing gave Han Fei to eat was a medicinal chicken with excellent efficacy.

As for why Han Fei was given benefits for no reason, there is another reason...

'If you want to get his luck, you must give him something. If you want to take Han Fei's luck for yourself, you should pay some price. '

The golden finger of "Stealing the Luck of Heaven" is not to plunder the luck of others without limit, but to follow the principle of exchange.

But its strength lies in that this exchange does not require the consent of the other party.

As long as Bai Jing pays a price enough to pry the other party's luck, the luck will flow back.

【Health】 is rare and precious to many people, but it is not enough to steal Han Fei's luck.

The fate ranks are divided into seven levels from low to high: white, gray, green, blue, purple, red, and gold.

Han Fei has a red fate, which is already very good.

‘Her luck is easy to steal. ’

Bai Jing's eyes flashed with pity, and his palm gently stroked Nong Yu's smooth and delicate cheek. Nong Yu closed her eyes shyly and let Bai Jing do it.

Nong Yu has a blue fate. As long as Bai Jing finds her parents, he can take all her luck for himself.

At this time, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang were talking on the other side.

“Why did you come to see me?”

Wei Zhuang looked grim.

Han Fei smiled: “Brother Wei Zhuang, don’t you want to see me?”

When he came, Zi Nu had told him Wei Zhuang’s name.

"The Zongheng Box is something from the Guigu lineage. If it weren't for the water-dissolving gold in it, I think it would take a lot of effort to solve this case."

Han Fei put the Zongheng Box on the table: "Brother Wei Zhuang intends to intervene in Korea, but he hides in the dark.

I guess he is looking for the right time to enter and... the right partner!"

A smile flashed across Wei Zhuang's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Do you think you are suitable?"

"I can be suitable!"

Han Fei's face was serious.

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "But you haven't even solved this case yet."

"It's almost there. Just find another 100,000 taels of military pay, and this case will be solved."

"You haven't found it yet. Who will believe you without evidence?"

"I only have ten days to solve the case. Brother Wei Zhuang, are you willing to wait until then?"

Wei Zhuang pondered for a moment: "Okay!"

…………

The next day, early in the morning. Han Fei walked into the court as Sikou.

"It's the Ninth Prince."

"Isn't the ninth son Han Fei unpopular? How did he get the position of Sikou?"

The left Sima Liu Yi's eyes were gloomy.

"You are not well-informed. The ninth son got the position of Sikou from Zhang Kaidi."

An official replied.

The court officials were very surprised by Han Fei's arrival, but few took the initiative to greet him.

The meaning of being friendly to a son in public is not so simple.

"Han Fei..."

Ji Wuye's face was fierce.

He had heard from the straw raincoat guest that Han Fei had taken over the case of the ghost soldiers' robbery.

'If you are a mediocre and greedy son, you can still survive. If you have real talent and knowledge... Humph! '

"If you have something to report, you can report it. If you don't, you can leave the court."

The old eunuch shouted.

"Father, I have something to report."

Han Fei stepped out.

"Oh."

King Han raised his eyelids slightly and looked at his son with his eyes for the first time.

"Go ahead."

"There has been progress in the case of the ghost soldiers' robbery."

"What!"

The ministers were in an uproar, and Ji Wuye's heart was filled with murderous intent.

Han Fei actually found out something!

"Tell me quickly!"

King Han was anxious.

Han Fei then told the previous conversation with Anping Jun and Longquan Jun.

"The two uncles are seriously suspected. Please allow me to interrogate them."

"Hmm..."

King Han frowned: "Okay, but the laws of Korea have long stipulated that the punishment shall not be imposed on scholars and officials, let alone princes and nobles. You have to grasp the degree of punishment."

Han Fei sighed and said, "Yes!"

I have been very busy recently. I will write one chapter first. I don't know if I will have time for the second chapter later.