Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 40 Phantom Thief
Yan Huan looked the two men up and down. They both had pretty faces and were dressed in white clothes as white as snow. They looked a bit like the sword immortals in the fantasy fairy tales. If they could control the sword with Qi, they might be very showy when flying in the air.

Tang Dao?

It is said that Penglai Sword Pavilion is divided into two factions, one lineage is proficient in ancient sword techniques, and the other lineage is assisted by magic, integrating the blood burning technique and life burning technique into the sword. Those who use Tang swords are the blood burning lineage.

So don’t be fooled by the handsome looks of these two men. If they fight, they will probably be real blood-selling maniacs.

"It is illegal to carry a controlled knife." said the big-headed ghost.

"We have communication with the authorities, so there won't be any big problems." Li Changqing smiled.

Although this ancient costume and long hair tied in a bun are quite eye-catching, most people would think it is cosplay when they see it, so the people from Penglai Jiange basically maintain the dressing habits of the ancient sect when they go out.

"The police may not necessarily believe you. Not all the uncles know you. Do you have to explain everything if you are caught?" Big Head continued to ask.

Li Changqing still had a gentle smile on his face, but there was a hint of embarrassment on his face compared to before.

"There are such cases, but the official data is there, so it won't be too troublesome to check."

"So why don't you change your clothes? At least you won't attract too much attention. You must think it's handsome to wear this." The big-headed ghost lowered his head in self-ashamed shame. His body was almost crushed to the ground, but he was immediately supported by Yan Huan.

"Brother, can I kill this guy?" Bai Yufeng held the hilt of the knife, his fair face flushed with embarrassment.

"Cough cough cough." Li Changqing coughed heavily a few times, easing the awkward and tense atmosphere.

This junior fellow apprentice has just started learning, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, at the age when he loves adventure and fantasy, he is a little hot-blooded and a little immature. Perhaps this strange creature really hit the nail on the head.

"Then you guys..."

"That's enough!" Yan Huan hurriedly stopped the big head beside him and put him into the spiritual flag.

Please stop talking. If you continue, our relationship will become strained.

"I am a wandering monk from Wumen, my name is Yan Huan, and I appreciate your guidance. Let's get down to business, what's the problem?"

Li Changqing looked around and saw that there were people passing by, so it was not a place to talk, so he led Yan Huan to a hidden dense forest at the foot of Danya Mountain.

Here you can hear the slow chirping of insects early in the summer and the occasional sound of waves hitting the shore. If it weren't for too many mosquitoes, this would be a great place to escape the heat and find shade.

"Friend Yan, may I ask if you have any containment instruments with you? If so, could you lend them to us?"

Yan Huan shook his head. There were magic tools, but no storage tools.

"Okay, thank you!" Li Changqing clasped his fists and bowed.

"You're just checking like this?" Yan Huan asked in confusion. He just wanted to know what to do if the other party is lying, unless these two have a knack for identifying lies.

If they were simply observing people's expressions, then they would be a bit too conceited.

"Ah! That's right. Our lineage has some sense of blood. When a person lies, the blood will change. That's why we can see through the lies at a glance." Li Changqing said politely, as if he had no taboo about explaining the sect's techniques.

"No matter how clever a liar is, he can't lie about his own blood. If he does, we will admit our defeat."

This person spoke properly and in a sincere tone. There was a bit of arrogance in his words, but more of it was the confidence in the techniques of his sect.

Yan Huan clasped his fists in return, "Thank you. As expected of you from the Red Lotus lineage of Penglai Sword Pavilion, your methods are truly mysterious and wonderful."

"No, no. Please be careful here, my friends. There have been thieves in Penglai recently. It's a matter of the alien circle. This person... or this gang, has stolen a lot of magic tools and sect secrets."

"As for his methods, no one knows yet, so please be careful."

Yan Huan subconsciously touched the spiritual flag on his waist.

This is just a magical weapon, so make sure no one is targeting you.

"The matter of the alien circle is left to you. The company is already short of manpower to deal with the current situation. Is that thief, or the thief gang, really that difficult to deal with?"

Let's not talk about whether the company or Penglai Jiange people are involved. Just based on the current 95% coverage of city cameras, even for an extraordinary person, it would be difficult to commit a crime quietly, let alone a perfect crime that leaves no trace. Could it be something that the camera can't capture, such as a spirit?
But given the proud nature of witches and wizards, who would send elves to do such a stealing thing?
"Actually, it's not a perfect crime. I saw that man late at night on the 22nd of this month, and even cut off some of his flesh with a sword..." Li Changqing frowned and clenched his teeth.

"Then the matter shouldn't be resolved."

With the development of technology today, it is not difficult to identify the criminal by analyzing some flesh and blood tissue.

Li Changqing hesitated to speak, and looked around cautiously for a long time before he said, "The key point is here. The official analysis results of that part of flesh and blood came from thirteen different people."

"Thirteen? Your sword is quite powerful!" Yan Huan exclaimed, but he also vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"If I really had that ability, I wouldn't have failed to catch them." Li Changqing smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, it's just an ordinary piece of flesh and blood, and the official database only matched it to one person."

"Is he a strange person who practices evil methods?" Yan Huan asked.

"No, that person fell off a mountain and died in the Laoshan area of ​​Qingdao half a year ago. He was an ordinary person."

Yan Huan looked up suddenly. A ghost story?

There is clearly a ghost in the spirit flag, but I still feel a little uncomfortable after hearing this story.

"Since it's a thing of flesh and blood, I may not be able to help you. Please forgive me." Yan Huan bowed again. He was an expert in matters related to elves, but when it came to flesh and blood, it was a bit beyond his scope.

"Your cooperation is the greatest help. Fortunately, there are not many aliens rushing to Yantai recently, so it is relatively easy to investigate."

Yan Huan nodded and said, "I hope you two can catch the thief soon."

After saying this, he parted ways with the two people from Penglai Jiange.

After walking a short distance, Yan Huan couldn't help but become curious as he squeezed into the car with the overcrowded crowd.

"Sister Qingming, are there many famous thieves in history? What kind of magic do they usually practice?"

A voice came from my mind, "When there is no justice, there are many thieves. Petty thieves steal chickens and dogs, big thieves burn, kill and rob, and giant thieves steal the country and the people. There are many thieves in history, but I have never heard of any who practiced flesh and blood. Thieves either learn to flee or learn to be secretive, both of which are the skills of escaping."

"There is a bone-shrinking technique, which is not very advanced. It is probably related to the body. As for the rest, Qinggong, Shadow Escape, Breath-holding, Illusion Barrier... they are more or less related to Escape Technique and shielding perception."

"Is that so, flesh and blood..." Yan Huan thought about it carefully and felt that these two words were inexplicably familiar.

Drop drop!
The bus stopped and started many times and finally stopped at a station near the hotel.

He wanted to help with the thieves here, but he was powerless. In this case, he would head to Weifang according to the original plan. If there was a famous place with fairy tales in the middle, he would try his luck there.

However, after experiencing the dream, Yan Huan learned the lesson of gradual progress and gain and loss. Perhaps Huadong and his group would never meet the wood spirit Bifang, and then he would feel relieved.

"Sister, I'm taking my bag and leaving!" After informing the lady at the hotel front desk, Yan Huan picked up her backpack and suitcase and prepared to go out.

After a few steps, a strange feeling came from the palm of my hand. Something was wrong. This suitcase was a little too light compared to before.

Yan Huan frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

When the box was opened, the clothes were still neatly stacked inside, but the several ancient books and scriptures at the bottom of the box were missing, including the one left by the Miaojiang Gu Master.

"Sister, no one has touched the luggage in the past half day, right?"

The older woman raised her head and said, "No, I've been watching here the whole time! Did you lose something? That doesn't make sense. Come on, young man, I have surveillance cameras here, I'll adjust it for you, this is really weird!"

"No need, sister! I found it." Yan Huan picked up the clothes with her hands, and a layer of unknown mucus dripped off from them. "Okay, okay, stealing my things? Zhengyang, follow this smell and curse him to death for me."

After saying that, Yan Huan took out a few carefully folded pieces of yellowed old paper from his pocket.

Fortunately, I had torn off all the content related to wood spirits and hid it. I always felt uneasy without this part with me. Now it seems that I did the right thing.

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