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Secret Buyer-Chapter 308 - 235: All Permit Letter, The Three Surnames of Chang’an (2/3)
(The next Chapter will be released later; regarding the recent irregular update times, there will be additional updates tomorrow as compensation)
Late night.
Chongyang City, being a superior city, is surrounded by numerous villages and towns in the wilderness, with even large counties present.
Because of this, paths of mud and stone have been carved out in the wilderness, where caravans often travel between the city and the towns.
Within a caravan.
"There it is."
"Right there!"
Li Yiyi’s eyes reflected a faint aura of clarity as she gazed at the distant mountain range — over there, in the perspective of Qi Observation Technique,
she could see a magnificent surge of purple aura reaching the sky!!
There was no need for explorations of mountain after mountain, no need for exhausting heart power to search meticulously.
Li Yiyi murmured in shock:
"So, the dream was real..."
In her dream, the ancestor who taught her the Qi Observation Technique once said these words.
"Thousand-Mile Zhaoling buries the emperor, the soaring purple aura pierces through Chang’an."
She asked what Chang’an was — the ancestor said it was once one of the most prosperous imperial cities of the human race,
and the great tomb where her ancestral patriarch was buried was an ’Yin Chang’an.’
The layout within the tomb mimicked that of Chang’an City.
"Soaring purple aura....." Luo Cheng’s eyes also reflected the clear aura, and he was lost in thought, while Zhou Tian’Er, who was in the same vehicle with them, had eyes flickering.
He didn’t understand what the purple aura was about, he only knew these two were not just fat sheep.
They were great benefactors.
Truly great benefactors!
These were people favored by Director Zhang, who personally wrote a letter with the words ’all approved,’ and even signed his name!
Although Zhou Tian’Er often criticized the new Director of the Public Security Bureau, criticism was criticism,
he was well aware of the power and influence this great person held....
"What about there? What’s with the purple aura?"
The middle-aged driver curiously glanced around but saw nothing:
"Are you talking about that mountain range?"
He blinked and said:
"Are you talking about the Jiuzong Mountain Range? Our destination, Chang’an Town, is also in that area."
Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng exchanged glances, suddenly breathing heavily.
Chang’an Town??
Chang’an City, Yin Chang’an, Chang’an Town.....
We’ve found the right place.
That’s indeed our ancestral patriarch’s great tomb!
Li Yiyi licked her lips, murmuring:
"Chang’an Town....."
"Yes!"
The middle-aged driver nodded, warning:
"Be careful when you get there, there are two families you mustn’t provoke, one named Yuan, the other Wei."
Yuan? Wei?
Luo Cheng suppressed his excitement and couldn’t help but ask:
"Driver, what’s the story with these two families? Are there grandmasters or even great grandmasters in the family?"
The middle-aged driver shook his head:
"I don’t know the specifics, but there’s always been a saying in the town that the Wei family is a ’Dragon-Slaying Clan.’
"It’s said that their ancestors killed a Star Beast called a Dragon King — and it was even killed in a dream!"
He exclaimed in amazement:
"And over the years, those who offended the Wei family mostly died mysteriously in their sleep, there really is something mystical about it."
Zhou Tian’Er, sitting in the passenger seat, nodded slightly:
"I’ve heard that too."
Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng exchanged looks, and the former curiously asked:
"And what about the Yuan family?"
"The Yuan family is said to be a tomb-guarding family." The middle-aged driver explained: "Their fortune-telling is very powerful."
"But the key point is that their family has produced a significant figure in the past century, a really significant figure!"
"Who?" Li Yiyi pressed.
"Yuan Feidao!"
The middle-aged driver clicked his tongue in admiration:
"This person is incredible, rumored to be someone even more powerful than a great grandmaster."
"And there’s a rumor that several high-ranking officials in our Chongyang City are disciples or descendants of Old Mr. Yuan!"
Zhou Tian’Er nodded again:
"That’s true too, there’s even a rumor..."
He turned to look at the two of them with a strange expression:
"There’s a rumor that the Director General of the Public Security Bureau is a disciple of Old Mr. Yuan."
"Wow!"
Luo Cheng widened his eyes:
"Director General? That must be a grandmaster-level figure, right? Just a disciple? If so, that Old Mr. Yuan must indeed be a person of immense stature!"
Zhou Tian’Er’s expression became even stranger, grandmaster.....
Ultimately, he said nothing more.
Since that person didn’t reveal their identity, why should he say more?
Although, that person’s identity wasn’t exactly a secret, as you could easily look it up on the Divine Net...
Li Yiyi continued asking many questions about Chang’an Town.
"There’s also a Wu family, which is quite peculiar."
The middle-aged driver found the topic engaging:
"This prominent family is quite peculiar, being simultaneously targeted by both Wei and Yuan families, living quite poorly, but never losing their incense."
"It’s as if the Wei and Yuan families are displeased with the Wu family, yet unwilling to see them completely extinguished."
Li Yiyi nodded silently, pondering Wei, Yuan, and Wu.
Ordinary people might find it strange, but she knew that her ancestral patriarch was buried in the Jiuzong Mountain Range,
and according to the ancestor in her dream, the patriarch had many titles, such as the Great Tang Saint, Celestial Khan, Grand Celestial Strategy General...
Given the circumstances, the three families in Chang’an Town must have something unusual about them.
During their discussion and contemplation, the caravan suddenly came to a slow halt, with a commotion arising ahead.
"What happened?"
Li Yiyi frowned and asked.
"I’ll go take a look." The middle-aged driver got out of the vehicle, walked to the front, and soon returned.
"We might not be able to make it."
He shook his head in frustration:
"The rebellious army entered the wilderness a few days ago, and there’s a trend of further unrest, they’re saying it won’t be passable for a month..."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man stomped the ground, evidently very anxious, since they relied on running businesses for income, if they stopped for a month...
The mortgage might not be payable anymore.
Li Yiyi’s expression turned unpleasant as well, with the Jiuzong Mountain Range already in sight, and the purple aura penetrating the Celestial Vault, indicating the tomb of her ancestral patriarch,
and yet she had to wait?
She couldn’t help but ask:
"Is there no other road we can take? For example..."
The middle-aged man shook his head decisively:
"There are checkpoints everywhere, smuggling is very troublesome, and if caught, you might be treated as a rebel, that would really be the end."
Li Yiyi looked dejected, sticking her head out the window, gazing ahead,
The soldiers guarding the gate seemed very determined, the head of the caravan was still desperately pleading, but it had no effect at all.
This convoy is carrying a lot of fresh food, if it can’t reach Chang’an Town and has to return the way it came?
That would be a huge loss.
Many people in the convoy sighed in despair.
Zhou Tian’Er watched this scene quietly, pondered for a moment, and said to Li Yiyi:
"Miss Li, do you remember the piece of paper Mr. Zhang gave you during the day?"
The dejected Li Yiyi was momentarily confused, and looked at the Grandmaster:
"You mean, this?"
She fished out the small note from her pocket, with the words ’All Approved’ written on it, signed ’Zhang Fusheng’.
"That’s right."
Zhou Tian’Er considered for a moment, then continued:
"Miss Li, why not try using this note..."
Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng exchanged puzzled glances, what’s going on?
She thought of Brother Zhang, who was always so gentle, and a preposterous guess surfaced in her mind.
Could it really be useful??
Luo Cheng also keenly noticed that when Master Zhou mentioned ’Mr. Zhang’, his tone seemed very respectful...
The two exchanged another glance.
Li Yiyi made up her mind, let’s give it a try.
She got out of the car without much hope, the middle-aged man was puzzled, but still led her to the front of the convoy.
"Old Xie, go back." the foreman shook his head despairingly as he saw the middle-aged man approaching, "It’s entered a special lockdown, there’s no way they’ll let us through..."
He shrugged:
"In the words of the military, today even if the Heavenly Emperor himself came, he couldn’t pass."
The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile:
"Of course I know, but this lady wishes to give it a try."
The foreman curiously looked at ’Miss Li’,
At that moment, Li Yiyi had already stepped forward, the soldier guarding the gate furrowed his brow:
"Are you not done? If you don’t turn back soon, I’ll report you as rebels, this order came directly from the city..."
Before he finished speaking, he noticed the young girl hesitantly offering a slip of paper.
"What’s this nonsense..."
Just as he was about to swat it away, the soldier suddenly shivered inexplicably, his action slowed,
He hesitated, and then decided to take the paper and take a look.
[All Approved
Zhang Fusheng]
His hand trembled, he stared at Li Yiyi in horror, the impatient expression on his face vanished completely:
"Please.....wait a moment."
Under the bewildered gazes of Li Yiyi, the foreman, and the middle-aged man, the soldier jogged away.
Not long after, he returned with a sweating officer, the officer had just hung up a phone call, holding the slip of paper with both hands, he breathlessly passed it over:
"Miss Li."
Li Yiyi took the note in confusion, not having time to ask how the officer knew her surname, she saw him turn and shout loudly:
"Open the gate, let them through!"
"Send two teams to escort Miss Li!"
Ten minutes later.
Under the escort of four armed hovercars, the convoy set off again.
In the car, the middle-aged driver said nothing, occasionally glancing at Li Yiyi through the rear-view mirror, swallowing hard and shivering.
Li Yiyi held that slip of paper, seeing the words ’All Approved’ and ’Zhang Fusheng’,
She looked at the armed hovercars in the sky outside the window, and fell into silence.
"Who is Brother Zhang?"
She asked, Zhou Tian’Er shrugged, saying nothing.
The convoy neared Chang’an Town, approaching the Jiuzong Mountain Range.
Li Yiyi snapped out of her stupor, subconsciously using the Qi Observation Technique again, her eyes showing a clear aura as she gazed at the continuous mountain range.
Purple.
A vast and dense purple aura, permeating the entire celestial vault above.
She was shocked, muttering again:
"The Thousand-Mile Zhaoling buries the emperor, the towering purple aura reaches Chang’an..."
As the convoy entered the range of Chang’an Town.
The river of purple aura in the sky suddenly trembled violently.
A blind man with an iron cane suddenly blocked the convoy, beside him stood an old man with white hair and a weathered face,
Zhou Tian’Er frowned and was about to stick his head out to berate someone, but the middle-aged man grabbed him,
He turned his head in surprise to see that the middle-aged man was sweating profusely:
"That old man, he’s the Patriarch of the Wei Family!"
"And the one with the iron cane, is the elder brother of Old Mr. Yuan Feidao....the Patriarch of the Yuan Family, Yuan Tiandao!"
Zhou Tian’Er was dumbfounded, instinctively looking back at the three people in the rear:
"Miss Li..."
His voice trailed off.
Originally, Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng were sitting in the back.
But now, a mysterious figure in a black robe appeared between them, the wind blowing in through the window slightly lifted the robe, revealing a dark red hue underneath.
Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng did not dare to move.
Zhou Tian’Er was drenched in sweat.
......
"The Thousand-Mile Zhaoling buries the emperor, the towering purple aura reaches Chang’an."
Through the connection of cause and effect with Li Yiyi, Zhang Fusheng quietly listened to this phrase.
He manipulated cause and effect, following this thread to observe, everything that happened was clear to his eyes and ears.
"The three families of Wei, Yuan, and Wu, Chang’an Town..."
Zhang Fusheng murmured with narrowed eyes, recalling those mythological tales from his past life.
The dragon-slaying Wei Family, it was probably referring to Wei Zheng—in myth, this advisor once beheaded the ’Jing River Dragon King’ in his dreams.
As for the Yuan and Wu families?
The Wu Family might be related to the ’Martial Champion’, and as for the Yuan Family.
Zhang Fusheng speculated, it was probably tied to Yuan Tiangang and Yuan Shoucheng.
Yuan Tiangang was the Director of the Observatory during the Tang Dynasty, and Yuan Shoucheng was his uncle—all of which is secondary.
Master, was actually a member of the Yuan Family??
But—the Yuan Family, isn’t it a Tao lineage?
How come Master became a monk?
Zhang Fusheng didn’t understand and didn’t plan to investigate immediately, he just silently, through the connection of cause and effect, utilizing the power of the Divine Chariot,
Brought forth the [Plague Ghost] from thin air.
"Is the second of February that Master is waiting for somehow related to Chang’an Town?"
Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself as he felt the circumstances of the Plague Ghost and the convoy.
Suddenly, the phone started vibrating.
It was a call from Chen Daoling.







