Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Mr. Qi picked up a ring from the lying prince and noble and looked at it carefully.

"Master Buddha, this is something from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Second Master's family is most familiar with this dynasty. However, it seems that Second Master's family has not been to the fields for a long time. I don't know if they are willing to help us."

After Mr. Qi Ba found out what dynasty the ring was from, his originally happy face suddenly changed as if he had realized something.

"Isn't the Second Master at home? I can just ask him in person later."

"But that young master is a problem."

"Master Buddha, the young master is protected by the two men from Wanchongshan like the apple of their eye. If we mention this kind of thing in front of them, they will kill us."

"Oh, that's not right. Master Buddha is an official, they may not necessarily attack Master Buddha, but Master Eight will definitely be killed by them."

Mr. Qi Ba thought that since the young master came to Changsha, no one dared to attack him. Even those people who had talked to him about going to the fields disappeared from Changsha the next day.

If they said that so carelessly in front of him, how could they live to see the sunrise the next day?

Foye was the defense officer of Changsha, a man with a background. He was just a fortune teller, and no one cared if he died.

After Mr. Qi Ba figured it out, he started wailing.

"Okay, Master Eight, who said that Master Buddha would talk about such things in front of that young master?" The adjutant said with a smile, looking at Master Eight who was acting like a drama queen.

"Oh, the Buddha is still wise."

Mr. Qi immediately got up from the ground and praised Zhang Qishan with a smile on his face.

"Well, since there's nothing else to do, Master Buddha, I'll leave first. The shop is still open, and it won't do without someone in charge." After saying that, Master Qi wanted to slip away.

Zhang Qishan grabbed Mr. Qi by the collar.

"Master Ba, we still don't know where this train came from, so you have to go with us tomorrow to check it out."

"The people of Sakura Country are using ours for experiments. We have to consider the safety of the people of Changsha."

"Master Buddha, I am just a weak scholar who can't carry anything on my shoulders or hands. How can I do that?"

When Mr. Qi heard that Zhang Qishan wanted to take him to investigate the train incident, his face instantly fell.

"Eighth Master, you are so talented in both literature and martial arts, how can you be a weak scholar? It's settled. If I don't see you at home tomorrow, I will bring people to close your shop." Zhang Qishan threatened Eighth Master Qi with a smile.

Mr. Qi Ba seemed to wilted in an instant and lay down on the sofa in Zhang Qishan's house.

"Master Buddha, we have been disturbing you for a long time. It is getting late, so we will leave first."

Mr. Hong Er and Hua Yu happened to come back at this time, planning to say goodbye and leave Zhang Qishan's mansion.

"Second Master, I just happen to have something to ask you. Let's talk for a moment."

Zhang Qishan saw Master Hong coming back, and it happened that he needed this person for the matter of the ring, but when he thought of the person behind the young master, he couldn't talk about it openly here.

"Master Buddha, what's so mysterious?"

Mr. Hong was dragged to the study by Zhang Qishan, while Hua Yu was invited to the living room by the adjutant, where she sat on the sofa, drinking black tea and eating snacks.

Mr. Qi Ba smelled the aroma and came over, then sat down next to Hua Yu.

"What happened to Master Qi?"

"Young Master, what else can I do? I was brought here by the Buddha early in the morning. I didn't have breakfast, so my stomach is empty and I'm hungry."

"Oh, so that's how it is. Then you can eat more. I'll give you this pine nut cake, too."

"That's great, thank you, young master."

"This is what Chenpi and I bought while you were in the carriage."

"That kid would buy this? Doesn't he like sweet things too?"

"I have bad teeth, so he won't buy me sweets."

When it comes to sweets, Hua Yu's tone becomes gloomy.

In the study, Zhang Qishan took out the ring and wanted to hand it to Master Hong Er.

Master Hong knew the ring at a glance, and guessed Zhang Qishan's purpose. But he had discussed with his father a few years ago not to touch the things underneath, so he rejected Zhang Qishan's outstretched hand.

The two of them pushed each other's hands back and forth for a few times, and then Master Hong slapped Zhang Qishan's hand, and the ring fell on Zhang Qishan's desk.

"Master Buddha, I have long stopped touching things underground. I am really sorry that I can't help you with anything."

"Second Master, this matter concerns the people of Changsha. Please consider it carefully."

"Master Buddha, you also know that no one under my Red Mansion has gone to the ground anymore, except for my useless apprentice. I really can't do anything about it."

After Mr. Hong retired for a while, he left the study, and the ring was left on Zhang Qishan's desk.