Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

“Hey, Fellow Daoist Lu, the person in this portrait looks a bit like you.”

"Really? Or is it just my imagination? Let me check again."

Lu An suddenly had a calligraphy brush in his hand, and then took the portrait from Xu Luo.

Lu looked at it pretending to look at it for a couple of seconds, then asked in confusion, "No, how is it similar?"

"Let me see……"

Xu Luo took the portrait from Lu An and then compared it with the original.

"Hey, does he have a beard? I don't remember him having one."

"Lord Xu, you're just too tired. You must have mistaken him. He always has a beard!"

Lu An drew a full beard on the man's face, making him look exactly like a highway robber.

"Really? Then why is it all wet...?"

Xu Luo reached out and touched the portrait, finding it slightly damp.

It's ink that hasn't dried yet.

"The ceiling was dripping water, so the portrait got a little wet," Lu An quickly explained.

"Is...is that so?"

This guy doesn't seem very bright; we can try to fool him.

After looking at it for a long time, he still didn't understand, and he couldn't remember whether the man had a beard or not, so he eventually gave up.

Let's just leave it at that.

So he and Lu An walked out of the room that had been temporarily requisitioned and set up as an interrogation room, and came to the outside of the Red Marriage Pavilion.

On the way, he was still thinking about something.

That's a portrait of that guy. Does he actually have a beard?

"Lord Xu, what are you thinking about?"

Xu Luo opened the portrait and said directly, "I'm wondering if this portrait actually has a beard."

"...Lord Xu, please don't doubt it, he really is the one with the long beard."

Lu An tried to persuade him again.

This guy isn't very smart, but he seems to be somewhat clever, so he's quite suspicious.

"is it?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The two exchanged a few words, while on the other side was a group of people still awaiting testing.

Some people were caught by the token and were arrested if the token lit up, while others were taken to the back for a body search if the token didn't. It seems that the fact that a fake token was found on Liu Dazhu just now gave them an idea.

"This guy is fine, we can let him go."

When one of them shyly came out of the changing room dressed, she bumped right into Xu Luo.

"Hey, who is it? Can't you see where you're going?"

"Hey, who is it? Do you have eyes on the top of your head?"

Lu An couldn't help but find it amusing to see the two guys who had collided and fallen to the ground.

However, when Lu An saw the person who bumped into Xu Luo raise their head, his expression changed instantly.

This guy looks exactly like the one in the portrait?

And even their beards are the same?

What's happening here?

Xu Luo stood up, just as the person in front of him stood up.

Like Lu An, when he opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise.

Not only that, he also took out the portrait he had just put away.

"What are you doing? Can't you see?"

The man rubbed his buttocks, about to unleash a torrent of curses, but upon seeing the uniform Xu Luo was wearing, he immediately cowered.

This is someone you shouldn't mess with.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching the road properly and bumped into you, sir!"

The man quickly apologized and tried to take a detour, but Xu Luo suddenly called out to him, "Wait a minute, don't go yet!"

The man stopped, looked around, and then pointed to himself: "Me? Sir, are you talking about me?"

Xu Luo said in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "That's right, it's you. Come here and stand up! Let me see you!"

Although he didn't know what the person in front of him was planning, after seeing the clothes Xu Luo was wearing, he still chose to obediently stand in front of Xu Luo.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, look, does this resemble it?"

"Like, so similar..."

Looking at the portrait in Xu Luo's hand, Lu An couldn't help but agree.

He never expected that by casually adding a beard to the person in the picture, a person who looked exactly like the one in the portrait would suddenly appear.

What a coincidence! Are you kidding me?

"What's your last name?"

My surname is An.

Then Xu Luo and Lu An exchanged a glance.

We've got him!

Okay, okay, is this how you play games?

Wow, that's incredible! Absolutely incredible!

Xu Luo also shouted without hesitation, "Men, seize him!"

The next moment, the people around him rushed forward and took him down.

The man panicked immediately, wondering what was going on. Hadn't he just been checked and found to be fine? Why were they arresting him again?

Is this you?

"Wait... this person... wow, why does he look so much like me?"

"Looks like you? I think it's you!"

"Huh? What, no...this isn't me..."

I said, "That's you!"

I said he's not me!

"Slap his mouth until it's smack! Let him stop spouting nonsense!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

At Xu Luo's command, the people around him lifted the man up, and then a series of crisp slaps rang out.

Brother, I'm sorry you've suffered.

Looking at the stranger being slapped repeatedly, Lu An couldn't help but silently mourn for him.

Xu Luo grabbed Lu An's hand and said gratefully, "Fellow Daoist Lu, it's all thanks to you! You've captured another important demonic spy. You're truly my lucky star!"

Lu An stammered, bewildered, "N-no...you're welcome..."

Chapter 189 Could it be that they've really caught them?

Lu An was also at a loss. He didn't know why the things he did unintentionally always turned out to be the right things inexplicably.

Looking at the portrait in his hand, and then at the unknown passerby An who had been slapped, Lu An felt as if he had committed a heinous crime.

The real demons weren't caught, but many people were wrongly accused.

"You're a spy for the demonic path, aren't you?"

"What demonic path... undercover... cough cough..."

"Still not admitting it? Hit me again!"

"I'm not a spy for the Demonic Cultivation Sect... I really am not..."

"Give me the stick, I'll do it myself!"

Xu Luo took the stick and struck the bewildered passerby An again and again, making the onlookers tremble with fear.

Didn't this guy already pass the test and be deemed fine? Why was he arrested and beaten?

These people from the Righteous Alliance are being unreasonable!

Of course, the person who just tested him was also incredibly confused. Hadn't he already verified it and confirmed that there were no problems?

Why do we still have to do this?

"My lord, why is this?"

"This person is an undercover agent. Look at the picture and tell me what happened."

Xu Luo didn't waste any words. He handed the order to capture the undercover agent of the Demonic Path to his colleague next to him, and then stuffed the portrait into his hand.

The man was startled after taking a look.

The person in the portrait looks exactly like this guy!

That's absolutely incredible!

He was relieved.

We almost let them go; if we had, it would have been a huge mistake!

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists even tighter.

The little undercover agent from the Demonic Path is so cunning!

"Still not admitting it? Wait, move aside, let me punch you!"

The younger brother punched him directly, showing absolutely no mercy.

"Ahem...wait, I'm not an undercover agent..."

"Hit again!"

"Wait... cough cough..."

"Still trying to argue? Gag him!"

One of the younger men took off his socks from inside his shoe, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them directly into the shoe.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Hit them harder! Don't let them get away with it!"

boom! boom! boom!

The dull thuds of the blows echoed one after another, and those watching felt waves of pain in their stomachs that seemed not to belong to them.

People are getting tired of watching, so why was this person beaten up?

"Say it or not? Say it or not?"

“Wuwuwuwu… Wuwuwuwu!”

"Looks like this guy's pretty stubborn. Let's try something tougher."

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Why isn't he telling the truth? He seems pretty stubborn."

Then came two more punches, which were undeniably ruthless.

Lu Ren'an had his mouth stuffed with a sock, his eyes filled with despair.