The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 152 The Return of the Four Sages, the First Female Martial Artist in the South of the Yangtze River

"Is there a problem? What's the problem?" Yu Yu was at a loss, his eyes widened in confusion.

Ji Pingan sighed softly, and explained:
"Let me ask you, put yourself in another place, if you wanted to practice this technique, what would you do?"

Yu Yu took it for granted, "Of course I'm looking for a place where there are many people but few strong ones, to hide myself and develop in a low-key manner..."

She spoke halfway, then suddenly stopped, suddenly realizing:

"Yes, although Yuhang is satisfied with a large number of people, there are a lot of places in the world that are suitable, but there are many strong people in Yuhang City, no matter whether it is the imperial court, the imperial beast sect or even the sect of the rivers and lakes. Isn’t it easy to be discovered? Once there are more people practicing this technique, it will be easy to attract investigation.”

Not too stupid... Ji Pingan said:

"Let's rule out the other party's stupid options first. Either the other party is confident and confident against the court and the decent, but this possibility is not great. Although the world is in turmoil, the place is still stable. Or, the other party has no choice but to stay in Yuhang reasons, and urgently need to improve its strength, so it can only take the risk of developing an 'offline' nearby."

Yu Yu patted the table with her small hand:
"It makes sense! Then what purpose does the other party have?"

Ji Pingan said helplessly: "I am a star official, not a real 'fortune teller'."

Between the lines: Needs investigation, no immediate answer.

Yu Yu looked skeptical. As a dramatist, the Saintess judged others by herself. She suspected that Ji Pingan was not telling the truth and had an idea, but she didn't tell her.

Ji Pingan saw what she was thinking and explained:
"However, if you want to investigate, you can start from the dissemination links of these books. Someone must be distributing them. Moreover, if the handwriting of each booklet is different, it means that there is an organization behind it..."

He casually gave out a few tracing ideas, and Yu Yu's eyes lit up, and he stood up energetically:

"It makes sense! I will continue to investigate tomorrow."

After speaking, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, who was in a good mood, twisted her waist and went straight to the backyard, preparing to take a bath and then have dinner.

Ji Pingan shook his head and watched her leave, but his eyes fell on the "Deng Xian Lu" on the table, lost in thought.

A magic technique that should have been destroyed a long time ago suddenly reappeared in the world... and according to Yu Yu, it began to be distributed half a month ago, indicating that it happened just after the "return of the stars".

Is it just a coincidence?
"Heh, on the first day, two incidents involving practitioners were resolved successively. How about it go so smoothly... Well, this store opened right."

Thinking about it, Ji Pingan spread out the exercise booklet, slowly pressed it with his right hand, and closed his eyes.

The direction of investigation he gave Yu Yu was not wrong, but there was indeed a way that he didn't say, it wasn't concealment, but Yu Yu couldn't use it.

That is, by practicing this magic skill, one can enter the "sea of ​​emotions" of the "person behind the scenes" with one's own soul, and trace the other party in reverse.

Yu Yu's practice of Taoist orthodox Dharma conflicts with this kind of magic skills, but Ji Ping'an, as a star official, is compatible.

And, most importantly:
With the powerful mind he has honed after living for thousands of years, even if he enters the "sea of ​​emotions", he will not be affected by magic skills.

"Let's see who is playing tricks."

The corners of Ji Ping'an's mouth raised, silently in the sea of ​​consciousness, he visualized the "Picture of Immortals" depicted in "Deng Xian Lu", supplemented by special formulas and breathing methods.

In a trance, a wisp of black air condensed between his brows, which was the evil thoughts in human emotions.

Ji Ping'an seemed to see a fog that had dispersed in front of his eyes, and he "saw" that he had entered a space of strange land, as if he had turned into a swimming fish and entered the deep sea.

Surrounded by water-like spiritual elements, above the head, is the sunshine like broken gold, boundless and without sense of direction.

He looked around and found light clusters, large or small, floating in the sea of ​​emotions.

There are dozens of them, and each one represents a person who practices this technique.

"There are dozens of people online at the same time, and the number of people affected by the spread is probably two to three hundred." Ji Pingan's heart trembled.

However, in a large commercial city with a population of one million, this kind of people is indeed a drop in the ocean, very inconspicuous.

Ji Pingan tried to swim in the sea, but felt a wave of evil thoughts welling up in his heart, seducing his emotions and desires.

Greed for money, desire for women, hatred for others... Each of these stirs up the most primitive dark side in people's hearts.

"Sure enough, it's a magic technique," Ji Pingan said without any emotion:

"This place is like an amplifier. People who have been in such a hostile environment for a long time will gradually be affected by alienation and become violent... Not to mention, most of those who practice this technique are already Not a nice guy."

During the ups and downs of his thoughts, Ji Pingan passed light clusters one by one, swimming towards the depths of the sea of ​​emotions.

The closer you get, the fewer and brighter the surrounding light clusters will be, and the more intense the surging evil thoughts will be.

Finally, Ji Ping'an reached the deepest point and saw an extraordinarily large light cluster surrounded by black air. Without hesitation, he directly "bumped" into it with his soul.

At this moment, the light group seemed to finally sense something slowly, and tried to respond, but it was already too late.

"boom!"

As soon as the two sides collided, with the two as the center, ripples swayed in the sea of ​​emotions, and then spread and evolved into a storm.

Those large or small light clusters are affected, conveying the emotion of horror.

Then, like bubbles that were punctured, they shattered and disappeared.

This means being forcibly kicked off the assembly line.

Accompanied by the collapse of the entire space.

……

In Yuhang City.

In a certain dark house, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in meditation suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned pale suddenly, and he spit out a bloody arrow with a "poof", his expression was horrified.

Forcibly cutting off the operation of the method of "Deng Xian Lu", the whole person's breath was disordered and he suffered backlash.

Big beads of sweat were squeezed out, and the whole person seemed to be in severe pain, and fell on the bed, bent like a shrimp.

A face was ferocious and painful, and it took a while for the pain to subside like a tide, and the middle-aged man still had lingering fears in his heart:
"Who is that?!"

……

Mud Bottle Lane.

In the small courtyard of the Fang family, Fang Shijie, who was about six or seven years old, was sitting cross-legged in the room with a short and fat body, with a copy of the second part of "Deng Xian Lu" spread out in front of him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a little black air between his brows dissipated, he let out a deep breath, and frowned:

"what happened?"

As the "king of children" who has recently risen in Niping Lane, Fang Shijie has recently followed the trends in the surrounding neighborhoods through many "horses".

Fang Shijie recognized at a glance that this is a magic technique, and he also tried to dive into the "sea of ​​emotions", but he did not dare to go deep due to lack of spirit.

I only wandered around the edge, only to witness the collapse of the "sea of ​​emotions".

"It seems that the person behind the scenes has provoked a strong enemy? Has the court finally reacted? No... most of the demon slaying masters of the court are warriors, and they are not good at driving spirits. So, it was the Taoist priests of Sanqing Temple who made the move?"

The chubby Fang Shijie was lost in thought.

If an outsider sees a child who is only six or seven years old showing such a young adult's demeanor, they will probably laugh and find it amusing.

However, only Fang Shijie knew what he was doing.

At this moment, footsteps approached suddenly, and the door was pushed open.

Fang Shijie turned pale with fright, and hurriedly pulled out of the state of thinking, subconsciously trying to hide the book.

But Fang Ling, a woman with the title of "Spicy" wearing a sarong and an iron hairpin, has already stepped in, her eyebrows raised:

"Fang Shijie! What are you doing?"

With that said, Fang Ling walked over swiftly, snatched the book from head to toe, was suspicious at first, then flipped through it briefly and his expression changed.

At this moment, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of this irascible market woman.

His expression froze, and then a sense of irritability and fear rose between his brows.

She suddenly raised her head, stared at her only son, and asked:

"Who gave you this thing?! You just... practiced?!"

There was an uncontrollable worry hidden in the tone of the market woman.

Fang Shijie pretended to be obedient and frightened, and stammered:

"I picked up... I picked it up... I don't know the words on it, so I just look at the painting..."

That's right, the child is illiterate... Fang Ling woke up suddenly, let out a long breath, and felt cold sweat on his back, scared, angry, and worried.

All kinds of emotions came to her heart, she suddenly picked up a broom, slashed at Fang Shijie's buttocks, and finally warned sternly not to touch these books of unknown origin again.

Only then did he turn around and leave the house, leaning against the door panel, looking at the book of magic skills in his hand, a sense of responsibility and crisis as a mother surged into his heart.

"It's been quiet for so many years, is it finally going to get involved in disputes again?"

Fang Ling muttered to herself, her eyes gradually firmed up.

She didn't allow any enemies that threatened their mother and child to appear around.

However, the woman at this moment still doesn't know that whether it's the little chubby who was beaten up just now, or the new tenant next door, they are all figures far higher than her.

……

In a quiet room.

Ji Pingan opened his eyelids, moved his hand on "Deng Xian Lu", and the star map in his eyes slowly rotated.

After a while, the star map went out, and a look of surprise and strangeness appeared on his face.

Just now, through that collision, he tried to capture the true face of the "person behind the scenes", but the other party disconnected so decisively that he failed.

However, in the instant of collision, he was also able to "see" a dimly lit hut, a middle-aged man with a vague appearance sitting cross-legged in meditation.

And the general outline of a yard.

What surprised him was that:
"Why is this picture somewhat similar to what the fortune-telling escort saw before?"

In the afternoon, Ji Pingan was divination for "Honggu", and vaguely saw a similar image, but it was interrupted because it involved a higher level.

The result was just seen again.

"Is it a coincidence? After all, similar house layouts are very common, and meditation is also a regular meditation posture for practitioners?"

"Or are they the same person at all? The master messenger who robbed the darts is the same person who spread the "Dengxianlu"?"

"Well, it would be interesting if the two incidents had the same origin... So, the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes was to rob the goods? Counting the time, the time when the darts were released roughly coincided with the start of spreading the exercises."

"And these two things happened exactly after the 'Return of the Stars'."

Ji Ping'an thought one after another, rising and falling, and gently tapped the table with his fingers.

The intuition from the "star official" told him that following this matter back, it is very likely to find clues to the "secret of the starry sky".

"However, the person behind the scenes is obviously involved in a higher level. I can't use stargazing to directly target him. I need to 'curve to save the country'."

Ji Pingan made up his mind, looked down at the text of this "Deng Xian Lu", the star map in his eyes flickered, and he horoscoped again.

This time, he was divining the whereabouts of the person who "distributed this booklet".

In a trance, scenes of pictures were poured into his mind using starlight as the medium:
In a gambling house with dusty chess pieces floating around, a vicious-looking rogue was placing bets at the gaming table, surrounded by loud noises and a smoky environment.

When the angle of view is zoomed out, you can see the plaque outside the gambling house, the neighborhood where it is located, and its approximate location in the city.

The picture collapsed, Ji Pingan exhaled slightly, the corners of his mouth raised:
"Got you."

……

……

After the sun sets, Yuhang City enters the nightlife.

Although the south of the Yangtze River is prosperous, but after nightfall, most places are still deserted, only the Qinhuai River is full of singing and dancing, and there are some restaurants and gambling houses, the flow of people has not decreased but increased.

At the entrance of a certain gambling house, the hanging curtain was lifted, and a man in his twenties, not tall but with a fierce appearance came out drunk.

As a rogue that the neighbors avoided, he used to be hated by people and only hang out with gangs in the city.

He didn't have any money in his hands, but in the past two days, he somehow became more comfortable, but after gambling, he lost everything again.

"Bah!" Poppi turned his head resentfully, spit on the ground, and stared viciously at the thug at the door of the gambling house behind him, with sinister eyes:

"Just wait, when grandpa gets rich, I will order all of you."

The thugs in the gambling shop are not at all afraid, and they don't even care about him, a little guy.

To be able to open a gambling shop in Yuhang City, there is some background behind it, so how could they care about such things.

The short Popi didn't know where the confidence came from. He muttered something, turned his head and walked along the street, and returned to the street where he lived in a strange way.

After being drunk, he mistook the door and slammed on the neighbor's door for a long time before leaving cursing. The neighbor dared not speak out.

It wasn't until he opened the door and entered the dilapidated courtyard of his own house, and lit a poor-quality oil lamp in the dark, that he suddenly jumped.

His scalp seemed to explode, and he was [-]% drunk.

I saw in the room, at some point, there was a man in a bamboo hat, staring at him quietly, as silent as a ghost.

"Who?!" Poppi backed away in fright, thinking it was an enemy, and reached out to pick up a wooden stick.

Then, I saw that figure lightly throw out a booklet and asked:

"Is this thing distributed to you?"

Poppi glanced, his face changed slightly, and then he didn't answer, but his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the stick in his hand whizzed and broke the wind, and slammed towards the latter fiercely.

It's astonishingly rushing to kill people.

"boom!"

However, his full-strength stick did not hit the opponent's head, but was gently pinched by Ji Pingan's raised right hand, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Poppi's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly he said harshly:

"Don't force me to punish you with immortal methods! Do you know who I am, Master? Let me go..."

It's so annoying... Annoyance flashed between Ji Pingan's eyebrows, the air suddenly heated up, and a long flame whip was drawn out of thin air.

"Slap" hit the latter.

With a scream, he collapsed convulsively, and then the wire of fire flickered in the darkness.

Poppy screamed again and again, but all sounds seemed to be annihilated in this house, unable to come out.

Immortal... Poppi was terrified and wanted to beg for mercy: "I said, I said..."

However, Ji Ping'an was too lazy to listen to his ramblings. The flaming whip wrapped around the opponent's neck and pulled it hard. The eyes of this social scum called Disaster Neighbor turned white, and he died after struggling for a while.

Suddenly, the space was distorted, and Jiang Jiang, who was dressed in a broken painting style and resembled a wizard's costume, floated in the air.

On the dull face that has not seen the sun all year round, the lacquer-like pupils moved:

"Aren't you here to investigate? How can you find clues if you kill him?"

Jiang Jiang was puzzled.

Ji Pingan joked: "I thought you would say that according to the "Law of the Great Zhou", I violated the law by using lynching like this."

Jiang Jiang stared at him blankly, and said after a while:

"I'm just unfamiliar with the world, but I'm not pedantic."

Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"This kind of person deserves to die. Even after being tortured, he will be killed. From his first reaction when he saw me mentioning "Deng Xian Lu" just now, it can be seen that even if he is forced by my power, he may not be willing to tell the truth. Rather than work hard To distinguish lies, it is better to kill Wenling directly."

While speaking, he raised his right hand and grasped it falsely, his pupils suddenly turned into pure black, like a black hole that swallowed everything.

Jiang Jiang was a little surprised, he didn't expect Ji Pingan, a "star official", to know the signature Taoism of Taoism.

Ji Pingan didn't bother to explain and hide. Back then in the capital of God, because there were strong people everywhere, he would hide his strength.

But now that he's out of the rivers and lakes, and with the impending rain in Kyushu, he doesn't bother to worry about it anymore.

I saw that a weak soul was pulled out from the corpse, floating in a daze, and was "swallowed" by Ji Pingan directly.

The next moment, the fragments of broken memories were pieced together in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a picture that was clearer than the "horoscope" and had a "voice" appeared in front of him:

It was still the same gambling house, "I" was kicked out of the gambling house by cursing and returning home.

After entering an alley, he was suddenly stopped by a "mysterious man" in a black robe covering his whole body.

"I" was surprised at first, and then said flatteringly:

"Altar Master? You have come, what are your orders this time?"

The man in black looked at "myself" coldly. Although Ji Pingan couldn't see the specifics, he could see the disgust in the other party's eyes:
"These booklets, you need to distribute them to the gang you belong to... Remember, you must be invisible and not attract people's attention, especially the government..."

The other party took out several booklets, wrapped them in cloth, and threw a money bag under the expectant eyes of "myself":
"It's for you. The rules in the holy church, if you do it well, you will be rewarded, but if something goes wrong..."

"Myself" said flatteringly: "Altar Master, don't worry, it will definitely be done properly."

The man in black gave an "en" and seemed to be very satisfied with "my" attitude. After thinking about it, he added:

"On the last day of this month, you are allowed to participate in the rally, don't be late, remember to cover your face, and don't reveal your true face, the address is..."

He signed up for a position.

"I" seemed extremely excited:
"Am I officially enrolled?"

The man in black smiled and said:

"From the day you obeyed me, you have been a member of my Four Saints."

The screen shattered, and Ji Pingan suddenly opened his eyes, and the black vortex in his eyes quickly rotated and contracted.

Floating beside him, Jiang Jiang, who looked like he had nothing to do with him, could clearly see that Ji Pingan, who was always calm and didn't care about anything, had an obvious change in his face.

"It seems that you found something interesting in this person's memory." Jiang Jiang said curiously.

Ji Pingan did not respond immediately, but was digesting the information obtained by "Wen Ling":

Obviously, this broken skin is just an insignificant little person, and there is someone else who actually distributes "Deng Xian Lu", perhaps the mastermind behind the scenes, or the mastermind's subordinate.

The position is "Altar Master".

However, what Ji Pingan really paid attention to was the "Four Sages" mentioned in the last sentence of the man in black.

At the beginning, when he was in Shendu, he killed the brothers and sisters of the Xiang family. On the same night, he talked with the landlord Tingxue and told the story of Xueji.

Among them, the "Four Sages" were mentioned.

That is to say, the famous "Demon Sect" in the Jianghu back then was once a serious problem between him and the God Emperor.

It was not until the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty that the Four Sacred Sects were completely wiped out from the rivers and lakes. The leader of the Four Sacred Sects, who could be said to be amazingly talented, was also killed.

For the next 400 years, the Grand Master of Zhou overlooked Kyushu, and there was no trace of the Four Sages. As a result, many related legends gradually became less known.

But just today, Ji Pingan heard the news of the "Four Sages" again.

And it seems that it has recovered a certain organizational form, with an altar master and congregation.

"Could it be that someone stole this name? No...it doesn't make sense. Taking this name is only harmful, not beneficial. If it's just an ordinary sect, the government may even know about it and don't care much, but if it's the 'Four Sages', it will definitely be punished." Attention... Moreover, 400 years have passed, and the members of the Four Saints have long since died out, and it is a demon sect, so playing this kind of banner will not have any appeal..."

"But, it can't be that there are really believers from the past who have revived."

While Ji Ping'an's thoughts fluctuated, his expression gradually became dignified:

The clues that are detected at the moment are not limited to the level of "turmoil in the rivers and lakes".

First, after disappearing for many years, the "Dengxianlu" that should have been lost reappeared in the world, and then the Four Sages, which had long been annihilated in history, reappeared...

And all of this coincides with the return of the stars and the recovery of the spirit of heaven and earth.

Obviously, this has already exceeded the scope of "turmoil".

"It seems that things are more complicated than I expected." Ji Pingan let out a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Jiang Jiang, and smiled:
"But you were right before, I might have killed it too early."

From memory, there is a gathering at the Church of the Four Saints at the end of this month.

This is undoubtedly an important clue that can be followed to catch the big fish behind the scenes.

If Spike is still there, Ji Pingan can pretend to be the other party to participate, but now that he is killed, it will be very difficult.

However, after seeing Jiang Jiang's invisibility ability, Ji Pingan had a new idea.

It seemed that one could get in without a disguise.

Coincidentally, it will be the end of the month in two days.

While his thoughts were fluctuating, Ji Pingan had a goal, raised his right hand, rubbed his two fingers lightly, and wisps of flames fell, quickly burning Poppi's body to ashes.

When the wind blows, it is scattered everywhere.

Immediately, Ji Pingan left without alarming anyone.

……

However, just after he and Jiang Jiang left, it took about two cups of tea.

Outside this dilapidated street, new guests were ushered in again.

Several "monster slayers" dressed in black with red cuffs and strange patterns embroidered on their skirts rode through the long street at night and arrived nearby.

"Xilulu." A thin bamboo pole-like man reined in his horse, identified the position, and said:
"Boss, according to the investigation of the people below, the person who spreads the exercises lives in the front."

The chief he was talking about was a woman riding a black horse, wearing a short skirt and a military officer's robe, black gauze wings on her head, a black gold scabbard on her waist, and a cape of the same color.

A beautiful face is solemn and dignified, and two eyebrows are as sharp as knives.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes, staring at the dark night.

This team of people is the "Monster Slayer Yamen" under the imperial court in the city who specializes in dealing with cultivators. The people nicknamed them "Demon Slayers".

In the yamen, the leading military officer is more well-known. Gai Yin, the "head" of the Yuhang Demon Killing Division, is actually a female warrior.

It's called "Ye Hong Ling".

It is the "sitting in the well" monk of the warrior path.

Although warriors are not dominant in various inheritances, a "sitting well" martial artist, placed in the capital of the gods, is also a strong man at the commanding level of the Imperial Forest Army.

It is also because of this that it is possible to suppress all the Jianghu sects in the big city of Lanzhou, so that all parties dare not make mistakes.

What's more, her reputation has spread to the common people in the city. The so-called "Jiangnan Shuangbi", the second lady of the Pei family, is the most talented woman in Jiangnan.

The "Head of Yesi" who kills the demon division is the number one female warrior in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, Ye Hongling was sitting on the black horse, squinting her eyes and staring at the front, the warrior's inspiration conveyed her bad premonition faintly.

"Two people will go with me, and the rest will stay behind."

Ye Hongling's tone was indifferent, and after leaving a word, the person stepped on the stirrup lightly, and shot out like an arrow from the string, but landed in the midair slowly like a fallen leaf.

It can be described as extremely chic.

All the yamen officials were envious, and the tall, thin man with the appearance of a bamboo pole and another demon-slayer with a rich figure and a smile on his face dismounted and followed him.

The three of them arrived outside the target courtyard without making a sound, without disturbing the surrounding people.

The courtyard door was unlocked, and the three of them floated into the dilapidated courtyard.

Ye Hongling took the lead, but when her soft boots stepped on the door, the female warrior's eyes froze:
"Not long ago, a practitioner came here."

Wufu doesn't have fancy spells, but the sensitivity brought by intuition far exceeds other methods.

Immediately, she noticed that the surrounding spirits were uneven, and there was still a burning sensation.

"Cultivator?" The two officials behind him, one fat and one thin, raised their hands to hold the handle of the knife, and with the other hand, took out a candle and lit it.

The fire illuminated the room, and the three stepped into it, but no one was seen.

"Haven't you come back yet?" The dumpy officer was surprised.

Ye Hongling didn't say a word, and suddenly crouched slowly on the ground, opened the black cloak with her left hand, spread five fingers of her right hand, and slowly pressed the ground.

The next second, she grabbed it with all five fingers, and with the sound of "chi chi", a suction force gathered the dust here, and gradually, a figure in the shape of "big" appeared on the mud floor.

Ye Hongling's knife-like eyebrows raised, her face was serious, and she said in a deep voice:

"At most half an hour ago, a master used a five-element-like technique to destroy a corpse."

Hiss... the short and fat official said with a toothache:

"Boss, are you saying that that rogue has turned his bones into ashes?"

The bamboo pole officer next to him held a candle and sighed:

"Who is faster than us? Could it be that he silenced him early? In order to prevent us from catching clues?"

Regarding the dissemination of "Dengxianlu", Zhansi in the city also paid attention to it. After finally finding a breakthrough, he chased all the way here, but he didn't want this to be the result.

Ye Hongling stood up, with deep fear and confusion on her beautiful face:

"It's hard to say. But whether it was silenced or for other reasons, the person who made the shot is definitely a master, and his control over the flames is terrifying."

"Is it that powerful?" The Humpty Officer was surprised.

It should be noted that being able to be evaluated as a "great master" by the head of his own Ye Division shows that he is at least a beginner's strength.

Lingsu has just recovered not long ago, and the monk sitting in the well is still very valuable. When did such a river-crossing dragon come to Yuhang City?

However, what Ye Hongling didn't know was that she made an experience error by deriving strength from control.

But normally speaking, no one would have imagined that there would be a "freak" like Ji Pingan who had reached the pinnacle of various spells, but whose strength was only broken.

"Boss, what should we do next? Do you want to report to the government first?" the two asked.

Ye Hongling thought for a while, then exhaled helplessly:
"The clues are interrupted, and there is no corpse left. Even if the Taoist priests from Sanqing Temple are invited, there is no way to ask the spirit. Forget it, let's go back and discuss it."

As she said that, the No. [-] female martial artist in the south of the Yangtze River was a little distracted, and the nearest city of Yuhang was becoming more and more uneasy.

……

The disappearance of a rogue went unnoticed by anyone.

The next morning.

When Ji Pingan woke up from his sleep, put on his coat and walked out of the room, he saw that Huang He had already prepared breakfast in the courtyard.

"My lord, the water is ready." Huang He pointed to the washbasins beside the well.

Mu Yaoyao was rubbing her little head vigorously with a towel, then she sat down at the dining table eagerly, staring at the steaming big meat buns, rice porridge and side dishes, swallowing her saliva.

"Where's Yu Yu?" Ji Pingan washed his face with a smile, but he didn't see the actress.

Mu Yaoyao proudly stood up to A, raised her hand and said:

"I know, Senior Sister Yu went out early in the morning to look for clues, she said she was going to investigate some landing exercises..."

"It's Deng Xianlu..." Huang He corrected.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." The girl Chickie Peckmi, who was wearing a lotus leaf-colored skirt and her hair was tied in a circle behind her head, nodded.

Ji Ping'an was amazed.

I thought that if Yu Yu knew that she worked so hard to investigate what she wanted to investigate, Ji Pingan had already obtained the key clues last night, and even injured the "person behind the scenes" by the way, I don't know how this girl would feel.

The three had a brief meal, and Ji Pingan walked into the shop as usual and opened the door for business.

As a result, as soon as it opened, I saw a group of people rushing here from a distance.

……

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