Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 103: Innate Training of the Holy Body
"Haha, I am..." Huang Lao Er wanted to say, 'I am just a yellow-skinned guy who came to steal things', but when the words came to his lips, he forced himself to tell the truth: "I am the temple priest of the Hebo Temple."

"Wow, the Hebo Temple uses weasels as temple priests? They really don't mind eating meat." Zuan smiled and shook his head, and then said, "Let me ask you again, do you know about the robbery of the tomb of Donghunhou?"

"I know, I even participated in the rescue." Huang Laoer was already numb, but he still couldn't help but answer truthfully.

"Yes, yes, I remember you." Zuan nodded and smiled: "Then tell me, what happened?"

Huang Laoer told the story from the beginning in detail, and when he spoke of the grief and indignation, he burst into tears and said, "My eldest brother was chopped into meat paste by him, and Liu Zhongjun also died..."

"I understand all of this." Zuan had already watched the scene reenacted once, and he really didn't have the patience to listen to it all. He waved his hand and asked another question: "What's the name of the young master you mentioned, and what does he look like?"

"His name is Ren Yuan. He has a pretty face that girls like. He has two nostrils and two eyes." Huang Lao Er replied, "He's just a little darker..."

"Is he a pretty boy or a dark-skinned guy?" Zuan said speechlessly.

"A pretty boy with a bit of dark complexion..." Huang Lao Er replied.

“Forget it.” Zuan was desperate about this guy’s ability to express himself, so he took out a bamboo brush, stuffed it into his hand, and unfolded a piece of white paper, and ordered: “Draw it for me.”

Huang Laoer took the brush, dipped it in ink, and drew a half-length portrait of a person...

What an abstract painting by a soul painter.

Zuan was not discouraged. Instead, he patted its shoulder and encouraged it, "Haven't you heard that 'the first time is new, the second time is familiar!' You will get better and better at painting. Come on, paint it again!"

Following Zuan's encouragement, Huang Lao Er's body glowed with light. He was obviously motivated and picked up the brush to draw again. It was indeed better than before. It could be seen that it was a person...

"Besides, haven't you heard that 'practice makes perfect, and perfect leads to excellence'? As long as you persevere, you will be close to becoming a painter!" Zuan encouraged again.

Huang Lao Er then pulled himself together and tried it for the third time. This time it was even better...

"Haven't you heard that perseverance can carve through metal and stone?"

The fourth time, it's getting more and more interesting...

"Haven't you heard that, even if I die nine times, I will never regret it?!"

The fifth time...

Huang Laoer was completely intoxicated by Zuan's encouragement. He repainted the picture over and over again, and his level improved visibly!
Yang Zhong stood on guard and watched silently. Although he was already very familiar with Deputy Zu's magical powers, every time he saw them, he felt that Nan Chao's magical powers were too magical.

The magic power of this deputy captain is actually all in his mouth. For example, the "Words Must Be Believed Method" that makes people unable to tell lies, and the "Faith Will Make You Spell" that can instantly improve people's level... It is simply infinitely useful.

Of course, the price was also heavy - from the day when Deputy Captain Zu cultivated his magical powers, he could only tell the truth and not lies. It was a double-edged sword that hurt others and oneself.

After Huangpizi had painted dozens of times, the portrait had become lifelike.

Yang Zhong's pupils shrank when he saw this... Oh my god, isn't this the ship owner? !

"Okay, the painting is good, no need to paint anymore." Zuan saw that Huang Laoer's painting was the same for several times in a row, and knew that he had already stimulated all of Huang Laoer's potential. So he stopped encouraging him.

"One last question, where did he go?" he asked again in a deep voice.

"I took the mountain goddess to treat the disease." The exhausted Huang Xian replied.

"The Mountain Goddess is still sick?" Zuan asked puzzled.

"The mountain goddess was injured while trying to save him and was poisoned by the zombies." Huang Xian replied.

"Where did they go to get treatment?" Zuan glanced at Yang Zhong, and they both thought of the person who was hit by Donghunhou's treasure.

"They don't know where to cure the disease, they just go out and look around." Huang Laoer replied.

"What? Is that so ridiculous?" Zuan and Yang Zhong were both stunned. If Huang Laoer hadn't been under the spell of 'keeping his word', they would have thought it was making fun of them.

"The clue is gone now." Zuan sighed. "Let's report to the owner first."

Yang Zhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Changxing County Government Office.

The fifth owner had also used his 'immersive' magical power to see what happened on the night the county magistrate died.

Zhang Xianwei could not help but feel extremely embarrassed. He never expected that the people from the Gou Chen Division could actually recreate the scene. Now his "wise move" of "a man who knows the current situation is a hero" has made him lose face.

Fortunately, the owner of the fifth building was very kind and did not expose his scars until he left.

"Alas, it's all in vain." Nangong sighed. They came here to search for Donghun Hou, but they found out that County Magistrate Zhou's death had nothing to do with Donghun Hou.

"It's not a wasted trip. At least we can be sure that Donghun Hou did not go south." The owner of the fifth building remained optimistic.

"Where should we look next?" Nangong asked.

"..." The fifth building owner thought for a long time before saying awkwardly, "Let's ask Miss Lingzhi to help us with divination."

"We should have done this a long time ago." Nangong agreed readily.

"Divination also comes at a price." The Fifth Dimension sighed, "If it weren't for the urgency, I wouldn't have bothered her."

"I understand." Nangong nodded.

“But since we’ve troubled her once, please ask her to convey what we’ve learned to Zu’an and the others.” The fifth building owner gave another order: “Tell them to split up. We’ll go find Donghun Hou, and they’ll go find the guy who released Donghun Hou.”

"Yes." Nangong responded, and couldn't help asking, "Master, do we still have to look for that boy?"

To be honest, she still admired the fearless and righteous deeds of Ren Yuan and others. She didn't want to hunt them down unless necessary.

"Yes, this is General Chen's order." The fifth building owner lowered his voice and said, "And we need him alive."

"That can't be helped..." Nangong stopped talking. She knew her superiors would never compromise when carrying out Chen Shuai's orders.

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That night, Zuan received the news conveyed by Miss Lingzhi.

"A young man and woman, riding a fiery red leopard?" Zu An repeated to Yang Zhong, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Aren't these the people we are looking for?"

"Let's go to Changxing tomorrow morning!" he decided happily.

Yang Zhong's heart sank...

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At night, Yang Zhong had a dream and saw himself on the boat. He breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the cyclical nightmare of being in danger of losing one's life at any time has finally come to an end.

But when he saw Ren Yuan and Chen Baxian, he couldn't help but worry.

Because he knew that this rather dark-faced young ship owner was the person he and Deputy Captain Zu were looking for - Ren Yuan.

Moreover, these two were the murderers of the Changxing County Magistrate...

That annoying guy is easy to deal with, but if the ship owner is caught by Gou Chensi, I'm afraid I'll be back to the nightmare again, right?
He didn't want to get off the boat again.

Because that nightmare was a hundred times more cruel than what he had described. If he hadn't been worried about his newlywed wife, he would have committed suicide in reality...

Alas, it seems that I can only use my identity to try my best to lead Deputy Captain Zu into a difficult situation, so as to prevent him from finding the ship owner... Yang Zhong secretly calculated.

And he couldn't let the ship owner know that he was hunting him down with others. Otherwise, the other guy didn't like him, and he was really worried that the two of them would team up to kill him and throw him into the sea...

So I can't reveal my identity to them yet.

"Alas, why are things in the Southern Dynasty so complicated?" Yang Zhong sighed with melancholy.

(End of this chapter)