My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

County magistrate Liu didn't know what happened, the cold blade was already on his shoulder.

His body like a ball of meat immediately froze, and he looked at the condescending Zheng Sirer in disbelief.

Originally, he thought he could save money and eliminate disasters, but when he saw Zheng Si'er angry, he just felt that the black gauze hat on his head would not be safe, but he never thought that his life might be lost.

"You...you can't kill me! Even if you are the crown prince, I am still the court's official!"

County magistrate Liu was fighting with both hands, almost wanting to go first.

Zheng Si'er laughed back in anger, and shouted:

"Like you, you can only do harm to one side in this world, so why should I keep you?"

"Brother Que, calm down, it will be useful for us to keep him."

Ling Xiaodong at the side gave a reminder.

After all, no matter how incompetent Magistrate Liu is, he is still the local leader of Heshui City. No matter what he does in the future, it will be more convenient to keep him.

Zheng Sirer snorted coldly and put the long knife back into its sheath.

Although King Bei already had objections, he could not fall out with the court now.

As the blade was removed, County Magistrate Liu knelt on the ground and heaved a long sigh of relief. Before he could recover, Zheng Si'er said again:

"Let me ask you, is there anything unusual in Heshui City recently?"

"An unusual place? No...no, the people of Heshui live and work in peace and contentment..."

Zheng Sirer pulled out several files from his sleeves and dropped them in front of Magistrate Liu.

Zheng Sirer raised her eyebrows and said angrily:

"Still saying no? I looked through the files last night, and in less than ten days, there were eight missing cases. Please explain it to me."

Ling Xiaodong was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Brother Que didn't take a rest directly after saying goodbye to him last night, but went to read the files. Although Brother Que looked carefree, he was actually very careful.

"This... this is just an ordinary flower picker..."

County magistrate Liu hesitated to explain these files.

It is true that women have disappeared recently, and they all happened at night. The missing people are all young girls who have not left the court.

But first of all, in a county as large as Heshui, and in this era of war and chaos, it is normal for some people to disappear, maybe they eloped with their lover in the middle of the night.

Secondly, these families are ordinary people and have no money to show their respect. Why should they ask for trouble and do such a thankless thing?

"That's...that's it..."

In the face of Zheng Si'er, County Magistrate Liu dared not hold back any more, and gave all the reasons, even his own dirty thoughts.

After hearing this, Zheng Si'er pondered for a while, and then slowly dropped her slender hand to the handle of the knife.

There was a flash of silver light, no one could see what happened, only saw her put the Qiushui Yanling saber back into its sheath.

The black gauze cap on Liu County Magistrate's head was instantly cut in half, and even the hair inside was cut off and scattered all over the ground.

"Take off your official robe, and then return all the money, where it came from!"

Zheng Si'er's eyes widened, and there was a flash of light in them.

"If you dare to hold anything back, your head will be the next one to fall!"

County magistrate Liu was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, he immediately called the police to collect the gold on the ground, and ran out of the government office as if fleeing.

Zheng Sirer sat back on the chair, her plump chest rising and falling, and she seemed to be furious.

It took her a while to recover.

Zheng Sirer turned to look at Ling Xiaodong and said:

"I looked around in the room for a long time last night, and only this disappearance case is the most suspicious. It is probably related to the hidden White Lotus Sect Master."

Chapter 37 Conventions

After a lot of practice, Ling Xiaodong's walking posture finally has a bit of a daughter's posture, and there are almost no flaws when viewed from the back.

Besides, it is now evening, and the face can't be seen clearly.

Zheng Sirer stood aside with her hands folded, carefully observing Ling Xiaodong's forward steps, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"It's so similar! Brother Ling... my sister is simply a genius!"

She laughed and said, "I've only learned this step in class, and walking out on weekdays would tire me out. Unexpectedly, sister Ling learned it a few times!"

Ling Xiaodong's face was sullen, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh after hearing Zheng Si'er's praise.

Yue Yingying rubbed her chin on the side, and nodded seriously.

She trotted to Ling Xiaodong's body, stretched out her palm and drew a stroke on her head, but she could only reach Ling Xiaodong's neck.

One must know that she is considered slender among women.

"Others are nothing, it's still a bit too high."

"Is it too high? I'll try."

Ling Xiaodong stood on the spot and closed his eyes, only to hear a crunching sound from under his dress. His tall body turned out to be quite a bit shorter. Although he was still a little taller than Yue Yingying, he was no longer Like a man's height.

Zheng Si'er opened her eyes slightly, and said in surprise:

"What spell is this?"

"It's not a technique, it's just a bone shrinking skill."

Ling Xiaodong put his left hand on his right shoulder, and waved his right hand in circles in the air.

He has controlled his body to a meticulous level. If others were to practice this technique of shortening the gaps between bones, it would probably have to be a boy's technique practiced since childhood, but it was easy for him.

"It's not too late, we're leaving now."

Heshui at night is extremely quiet. Although there is no curfew, every household still closes their doors at night.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Ling Xiaodong's footsteps alone echoed in the empty and dark alley, and the red-skinned lantern in his hand gradually illuminated the grass and trees in the alley.

He had been walking around the city with a lantern for an hour, but he didn't come across anything except a few stray cats passing by.

In particular, Ling Xiaodong deliberately chose such a dark and deserted alley instead of walking on the avenue, and also received nothing.

He had some doubts about whether the master's proposal was effective.

After all, He Shui Nuo was a big city, so it was normal that the leader of Bailian couldn't meet him.

Ling Xiaodong raised his head and looked at a dark cloud that had been floating above his head and hidden in the dark night. Now the master and Zheng Si'er were hiding in it.

"Hey—forget it, let's walk around and see."

He sighed helplessly, and could only continue to move forward bit by bit with extremely uncomfortable steps.

Da da!

Ling Xiaodong suddenly raised his head and his ears twitched slightly.

His incomparably keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear a slight movement, as if the soft shoes stepped on the bluestone bricks made a slight sound, but it disappeared in an instant.

Is it really hooked?

He pretended not to notice anything, and walked forward calmly, the lantern in his hand flickered, and the shadow printed on the wall was also being lengthened and shortened.

When he turned a corner, he quickly glanced at himself.

I saw a black shadow flash past at the limit of my viewing angle without making any sound.

Hooked!

He jumped with joy in his heart, and couldn't help clenching the bamboo pole tightly, almost not breaking the bamboo pole on which the red lantern was hung.

I'm sorry, master, my disciple should not have doubted your wise and mighty strategy before.

Ling Xiaodong continued to walk in the winding alley in Heshui, while the figure behind him still followed persistently, but he didn't make a move for a long time, and he seemed to be extremely patient.

After several consecutive corners, Ling Xiaodong's figure suddenly disappeared in the alley.

The black shadow that was chasing after him quickly rushed to the next corner, looked around in a very confused way, but there was no trace of him.

At this moment, Ling Xiaodong's voice came from behind the figure.

"Follow me all the way, you are not tired, I am also tired."

The figure turned his head back, and Ling Xiaodong saw the face of this person clearly.

"It's you?!"

"It's you?!"

Two identical voices sounded in the dark alley, and they were both extremely surprised.

The person in front of him was wearing a familiar black dress, his body was thin and flat, with no obvious ups and downs, but the elegant curves still proved his identity as a woman, and Ling Xiaodong's appearance was even more familiar.

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Isn't it Zheng Si'er?

Mu Qinghe was obviously more surprised than Ling Xiaodong, her beautiful eyes were rounded by her, and her mouth was half-opened in an extremely awkward manner.

"Ling... Taoist Master Ling!? Why are you wearing women's clothes?"

Ling Xiaodong blushed, and then he remembered that he was still wearing a fluttery thin skirt. As his muscles and bones made a crisp sound, his body returned to its original size.

"Why are you here? And what are you doing with me?"

Mu Qinghe didn't reply, but turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately it was too late.

The bright moon in the sky has been replaced without knowing when, and now this area has been surrounded by the moon's shining field.

"Do you still want to run?"

An imaginary big hand grabbed Mu Qinghe directly from the air, but just as Yue Yingying was about to succeed, she was scattered by another force.

"Your Highness, don't run away, you won't be able to get out."

Grandma Mo, who was originally hidden, walked out of the darkness. She took the initiative to break into Yue Yingying's domain.

Mu Qinghe stopped when he heard this, stood next to Grandma Mo, and looked at Ling Xiaodong, who was dressed in women's clothing, with a very complicated expression.

Yue Yingying also brought Zheng Si'er down from the sky slowly.

When Zheng Si'er saw the person opposite, she immediately couldn't stand still, raised the long knife in her hand and rushed away thinking of Mu Qinghe.

"The witch of the cult? Give me back!"

"Your Highness, please be patient."

Seeing Zheng Si'er getting closer, Grandma Mo remained calm.

She slowly took out a golden token from her sleeve and showed it to Zheng Si'er.

"Is this royal decree your Majesty's?"

Zheng Sirer stopped and cautiously placed the long knife across her chest.

"So what?"

Upon hearing this, Grandma Mo and Mu Qinghe looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then threw the gold token in her hand at Zheng Si'er.

"Then there is no problem, it is indeed the son of the Northern King."

Zheng Si'er took the token and asked:

"What do you mean? Can I still have fake ones?"

Mu Qinghe walked a few steps, looked suspiciously at Zheng Si'er.

"Since he is the heir of the Northern King, how could he not know the agreement the prince made with our Holy Cult? I thought you were a fake until I saw this token on you."

"Agreement? What agreement? Don't talk nonsense here! How could the prince have any agreement with a cult like yours!"

Zheng Si'er glared at Mu Qinghe and shouted loudly.