Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

I really like what Zhou Li said.

Creatures like the Riddler are born Sima.

Growing up, Zhou Li had beaten many people. Some of these people are rotten, some are stupid, and some are riddles. As the target of Zhou Li's focus, the Riddler was beaten with the highest frequency and intensity.

Of course, Zhou Li's definition of the Riddler is relatively strict. People like Taoist priests who have to be "evasive" for special reasons are not Riddlers at all. To Zhou Li, Riddlers are often people who can speak clearly but don't speak well, and always say "This matter cannot be explained" with an enigmatic expression.

Therefore, after hearing Mrs. Golden Snake's words that were a model of riddles, even though Zhou Li was originally prepared to negotiate calmly, he could not hold back the curse directly. Mrs. Jin Snake, on the other hand, was dumbfounded by the scolding and watched Zhou Li and Tang Wan escape from the Jin Xudiao Building.

But now that he thought about it, Zhou Li suddenly realized that what Mrs. Golden Snake said didn't seem to be so riddle-y, and was even quite straightforward.

It is an indisputable fact that the King of Han was a warrior.

But he is also a calculating prince, and this is the deep truth.

"Beauty Candy Painting..."

This keyword became the switch for everything just like Qian Yun did to Tang Wan. Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and began to connect all the clues in his mind, and finally landed on these four words.

Sugar Man Zhang can create sugar paintings with certain abilities and memories based on the appearance of others. After eating them, he will gain the memories and abilities in the sugar paintings. Although Tang Man Zhang said in front of Ma Chenglong that he had not joined any organization, in fact he had been cooperating with the King of Han and receiving the blessing of the King of Han.

Not long ago, the county magistrate of Taiying City, the loyal lackey of the King of Han, asked the sugar man Zhang to make a batch of beautiful sugar paintings. But before Sugar Man Zhang could finish making it, he was directly poisoned to death at home by the Tang Sect's potent poison. In his wastebasket, Zhou Li picked up a discarded sugar painting, but wrapped inside was the mold of the Golden Snake Lady.

"Does Tangren Zhang have any relatives?"

Zhou Li thought for a moment and asked.

"Yes, I have a daughter who lives in Beiliang now. They had conflicts before, saying that they would never see each other again in this life because of the loss of the relationship between father and daughter."

Sili responded quickly.

"Whoo~"

Zhou Li exhaled slowly, tapped his eyebrows, and sorted out his thoughts. After a moment, he turned around and shouted to the door:

"Lao Guo, come here."

Guo Lingyun seemed to have been prepared for it. He opened the cell door and walked in. He glanced at Sili, cupped his hands towards Zhou Li, and said, "Master Zhou, how do you do?"

"This person will be detained for a period of time. When the Han Dynasty comes to ask for someone, he will be given to them."

Zhou Li looked at Sili and said calmly: "I will edit a book later. This matter is simpler and more complicated than we imagined."

"Simple? Complex?"

Guo Lingyun frowned, a little confused. But as a veteran who has been in Jinyiwei for more than ten years, he naturally knows that some things are best not to ask.

After settling Sili's matter, Zhou Li was not prepared to stay in this cell any longer. He directly picked up Tang Wan who was studying molds at the side, opened the door of Jinyiwei's cell, and left the guardhouse. He ignored those vague prying eyes. He knew that Jin Yiwei had been infiltrated into a sieve long ago, but it didn't matter.

All he wants is a functional guard.

After leaving Jinyiwei's guardhouse, Zhou Li did not return to Liu Gong's mansion immediately. At this time, Ma Chenglong was chatting with a guard outside the door. The content of the chat was very boring. It was nothing more than Taiying today and what Taiying said. After seeing Zhou Li and others coming out, he went up to them and asked directly:

"Is it the King of Han?"

Ma Chenglong did not shy away from the title of King of Han at all, or in other words, he was born like this. It seems that he is gentle, humble and kind to others, but in fact, many years of living in the secret of the cemetery have made him relatively indifferent to the world.

if not? Toast zombies or kowtow to skeletons?

"No."

The answer was beyond Ma Chenglong's expectation, but he was just a little surprised and did not question Zhou Li loudly or feel that the answer was wrong. He just looked at Zhou Li, hoping to get an explanation.

"Let's go to Sugar Man Zhang's hut first. The answer will be inside."

Zhou Li answered calmly.

"it is good."

Ma Chenglong didn't hesitate too much, nodded and followed Zhou Li.

Soon, the three of them returned to Tangren Zhang's cabin again. Outside the hut, several Ye Bushou and Jin Yiwei were "confronting" each other in a tacit understanding, preventing the other party's people from entering.

Their tacit understanding didn't stop there. When Zhou Li and the other three were preparing to enter the "murder scene" in a grand manner, they collectively ignored the three of them, as if they didn't exist.

After entering the cabin, Tangren Zhang's body still stayed in place, and no one moved it. But Zhou Li did not check the body as Ma Chenglong imagined. Instead, he walked to the waste basket not far away, squatted down, and started rummaging calmly.

After a while, Zhou Li took out a few well-preserved sugar paintings from the waste basket. Under Ma Chenglong's gaze, he smashed several of the sugar paintings with force, and the molds wrapped in them also appeared in front of several people.

"Old Tang, thank you for your greedy mouth."

Zhou Li looked at the several molds in his hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you? Oh no!"

Ignoring Tang Wan who was wondering whether he was being scolded or praised, Ma Chenglong also noticed the special features of these molds. He walked forward and looked at it carefully. After a moment, Ma Chenglong said in shock:

"this is me?!"

"It's not just you."

Zhou Li has a total of four sugar painting molds in his hand, one of which is Ma Chenglong, and the other three are Liu Gong, Zuo Qianhu and...

Zhou Li.

That's right, the mold for the last sugar painting was Zhou Li. But Zhou Li could tell that the mold had not been completed, and it was even said that it was just a prototype. But Zhou Li could feel that Tangren Zhang wanted to carve a mold of his own.

"now it's right."

With a long sigh of relief, Zhou Li slowly stood up. He looked at the somewhat incredulous Ma Chenglong and said, "Uncle Long, your friend was not killed by anyone. It was not the Tang Sect, nor a monster, nor the King of Han."

"He committed suicide."

"suicide?"

King Han put down the fold in his hand and slowly raised his eyes, his tiger-like eyes full of indifference and coldness.

"Tangman Zhang committed suicide."

Ying Cong half-knelt in front of the King of Han and said respectfully: "The Tang Man Zhang ate the Tang family's sugar paintings and prepared a Tang family's unique poison to poison himself to death. He knew that His Highness was going to go to war with the Golden Snake Gang, but he I didn’t want to be involved, so I chose to commit suicide to prevent future troubles.”

"Where is his daughter?"

King Han asked calmly.

"According to the letters we intercepted, three days ago, Zhang Qiu, the daughter of Sugar Man Zhang, found Zhou Taoyao and sought her asylum."

"It seems that he still ate Zhou Li's sugar paintings."

Narrowing his eyes, King Han said meaningfully: "I thought this old boy was a stubborn old man, but I didn't expect that there would be this hand waiting for me. After eating Zhou Li's sugar paintings, I found that he could protect me. My daughter, she chose to commit suicide and not help anyone..."

"What a plan."

"Should we..."

Ying Cong hesitated.

"Who do you want to kill?" Looking at Ying Cong coldly, King Han said calmly: "Tangren Zhang is dead, and all the debt he owed me has been paid. If it weren't for him, would you have been able to return to Taiying alive? It's the same thing. Now, when a person dies, his debts are gone and he dies. His little tricks are just to save his daughter. Why, are you planning to kill his daughter too? "

Ying never answered, his head bowed even further.

"Tang Man Zhang uses one year of his lifespan every time he paints Sugar Man. In the past few years, he has given us no less than twenty years of life, which is enough."

The King of Han threw the fold to Ying Cong, stood up, and said calmly: "There is no need to investigate the matter of Tangren Zhang anymore. He is irrelevant in the first place. His divination is nothing more than low-level, and he cannot deal with Zhuge Qing and Mrs. Jin Snake."

"Then should we find someone else?"

Yingcong asked worriedly: "The method of divination is too important. Once Tangren Zhang dies, we will no longer have any divination people."

"Why is it important?"

The King of Han looked at Ying Cong and asked calmly: "Is the method of divination really important?"

Ying Cong was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "The method of divination is to know the longitude and latitude of the sky and the earth, and to know the past and the future. If we don't have people who can predict, we will be at a disadvantage..."

"Ying Cong, I will report to the Three Thousand Battalion tomorrow, starting as General Jin Yu."

Ying Cong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the note thrown to him by the King of Han was a transfer order. He was transferred away from the King of Han and sent to the Three Thousand Camp.

"You have stayed with me for too long and done too many dirty jobs. You are no longer used to living under the sun."

The King of Han looked at Ying Cong, and he did not hate that iron could not become steel, nor was he disappointed. He feels a little self-blame, but more importantly, he has trust in Ying Cong:

"Remember, I am the prince of the Han Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, and you are General Jin Yu of the Three Thousand Battalion. On the battlefield, it was you and me who worked together to cut off King Jinsha's head and defeat the enemy. From today on, Use less scheming and more deceitful tactics to break the formation, do you understand?"

Ying Cong's expression was very surprised. He couldn't believe what he saw. He looked at the order in his hand and then at King Han, his mind went blank. After a long time, Ying Cong knelt down and kowtowed three times to King Han. He did not thank him loudly, nor burst into tears. He just turned his back and walked out of the Han Dynasty Palace openly, instead of leaving from the rafters like in the past.

"Okay, the fun must be over."

As if talking to himself, King Han shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "After paving the road, we can officially start."

"How about you listen to me and we'll draw the book. You'll be responsible for the drawing and I'll be responsible for publishing it. We'll split it 50-50."

Squatting in the carriage, Zhou Li fiddled with the mold in his hand and said to Tang Wan in a cowardly manner: "Believe me, if you combine your craftsmanship with my literary talent, we are sure to sell it at a good price. "

"it's not good."

Tang Wan scratched his head and said blankly: "Isn't it illegal to engage in pornography?"

"Then it's because Beiliang Imperial Academy doesn't allow pornography. Pornography in Ming Dynasty is a legitimate industry.",

Zhou Li was angry.

"Can it be done?"

Tang Wan touched his chin and asked suspiciously, "Can this thing really make money?"

"You don't understand anything."

Zhou Li glanced at Tang Wan with disgust, then he took out Tang Wan's masterpiece "The Golden Snake Lady's Sex Dance", opened it directly, and then started to comment.

"Look at your human body structure. It's so perfect that it beats out those painters who can't even draw the lower legs. And your movements, although there is some guidance from me, you also have a good understanding of it yourself. After all, you are one of the few people with two ideologies and genders. Look at your painting, how charming and beautiful it is. Dose, let me tell you, let’s just wait until this time is over..."

"Huh, I'm exhausted. Brother Zhou has some water..."

When he opened the window of the carriage, he saw Zhou Li holding a picture in his hand and analyzing it seriously with Tang Wan.

Zhu Qianyun was stunned.

"Zhou Li, leave quickly."

Tang Wan realized something and calmly whispered: "Leave me alone."

"How can I leave?"

Looking at Zhu Qianyun, the humanoid tyrannosaurus whose eyes gradually became hollow and whose fists began to harden, Zhou Li became even calmer: "I have to run."

Without any hesitation, Zhou Li broke out of the window and was easily slapped back by Zhu Qianyun.

"You both better explain to me what happened during my absence."

Zhu Qianyun said indifferently.

No way, anyone stayed at his father's house for a day, happily preparing to meet with his good friends to see what useful things they had done during his absence, and what kind of efforts they were making for everyone's future. What a sweat.

As soon as I opened the car curtain, I was pleasantly surprised to find two people studying the pictures.

Who can stand this?

Fortunately, Zhou Li and Tang Wan were very flexible. In just a few dozen seconds, their desire for survival made them make up the reason "in order to test the people of the Golden Snake Gang, they can only improve it and try to anger the people of the Golden Snake Gang."

Zhu Qianyun didn't believe it.

Of course, even if they didn't believe it, Zhu Qianyun wouldn't really beat them both up for such a trivial matter. Although Zhu Qianyun knew that these two things would sometimes be out of tune, he was still very safe in matters of right and wrong...

Right?

"Can you find a better reason next time?"

Zhou Li gritted his teeth and asked Tang Wan in a low voice.

"If I can change my mind, you should kowtow to me to show your respect."

Tang Wan covered his head and pretended to cry.

"Damn it, let me tell you next time, or I'll throw you into the button space."

Zhou Li said angrily.

"what?"

Tang Wan was dumbfounded. She once again realized how terrifyingly creative Zhou Li's nonsense system was. Zhu Qianyun also tried to understand this nonsense, but quickly gave up.

Just as the three were about to continue talking, there was a violent explosion, and the entire carriage shook violently as if it had been thrown up. Zhou Li and the other three reacted quickly and rushed out of the carriage, barely escaping just before the carriage was torn apart.

"cough..."

Zhou Li coughed a few times and stood up slowly. Zhou Ji, who had protected the three of them, also slowly returned to the jade gourd.

Soon, the smoke dissipated, and this busy street was now filled with corpses flying around and people running away in all directions. Cries, noises, hurried footsteps, and the scraping of flesh and blood filled this street like ghosts, making a constant noise.

And at the end of the road, the figure that tore through the smoke and slowly walked out was a strong man with fierce energy and malice all over his body.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zuo Qianhu's right eye was filled with an enchanting purple luster. He looked at Zhou Li with a crazy and evil smile.

"Young Master Zhou." (End of chapter)