After Xiao Bi, Qian Jiu offended the market manager Jing Shi. The matter of being wearing small shoes has long been no secret in the pavilion. He can't help in a big way, but he can still do it by reminding him of such small things.
Yunli secretly rejoiced, she was worried about how to quietly lead things to this, Ying San, this little cotton-padded jacket, is so considerate!
"Thank you, uncle, for informing me."
She glanced around, but no one paid attention to them. They were all in groups, discussing Moyou and Lei Jie in a low voice but intensely.
"Tell me about this. My senior brother didn't kill his daughter. Why did he catch us and not let her go? He was so petty."
When you encounter someone who is stronger than you in cultivation, has power and makes trouble without reason, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Ying San looked at Wei Lin sympathetically, and the latter responded with a wry smile in time.
"Uncle Master, you are an old man in the pavilion. You should know a lot about Master Jing Shi. Tell us about it, and we will think of ways to resolve the grudges later."
Ying San glanced at her sideways, trying to clear it up. After knowing her for so long, he also knew a little bit about what kind of person she was, and he would not be offended or offended.
If Jing Shi hadn't been much higher in cultivation than them and had counterattacked long ago, he wouldn't have been able to smooth things over and settle grudges. He just wanted to know some secrets and get the chance to kill them.
However, it doesn't matter whether Jing Shi lives or lives, he is just bragging about his glorious deeds as a real estate manager.
Then, he elaborated on everything he had seen and heard from others about Jing Shi.
During this period, the grievances and hatreds of the "Jing" generation were described in great detail, especially the two or three things that had to be said between Jing Shi and Jing Shi San;
Jing Shi’s long journey to pursue his wife and the couple’s determination to worship God and seek a child despite all hardships; after his wife’s death, Jing Shi’s grief, and then to his subsequent career as a nanny
Yunli couldn't help but rub her ears, let alone Wei Lin, who was already on the verge of collapse. They just wanted to know when Jing Shi built the foundation, so as to speculate whether he had lit the soul lamp.
After telling the story of Jing Shi's life, Ying San left with satisfaction. Before leaving, he earnestly said that if he wanted to know the stories of other seniors next time, he could also tell them.
After receiving the news that Jing Shi established his foundation after he turned thirty, Yunli was relieved. It seemed that he had not lit the soul lamp.
Three days later, mission hall.
Wei Lin greeted politely: "Senior Brother Shen Yi."
When sending people into the four major sects, they will definitely not choose people with too high cultivation level. As the most direct superior of Huang-level and Xuan-level killers, Shen Yi has the most comprehensive information about all the disciples. When it comes to people and candidates, the cabinet will definitely refer to his opinions.
Seeing them, Shen Yi was stunned for a moment and said gently: "Do you want to take the mission? Not in the near future. All Huang-level and Xuan-level killers must stay in the pavilion."
Sure enough he knew!
Wei Linfeng's eyes flashed, and then he showed a look of understanding, and said softly: "I think we are going to select someone to go to the four major sects."
The book in Shen Yi's hand was squeezed out of shape, and he lost his voice: "You know?!"
Wei Lin smiled slightly, "The Eastern Continent will not appear until eighty years later, and the four major sects control the news of the Eastern Continent. If we want to grasp the information of the Eastern Continent in a timely and accurate manner, we can only send our disciples to be spies."
During his analysis, Shen Yi had already collected his emotions, his eyes wandered around the two of them, and finally looked at Wei Lin and said, "It seems that you are not here to take on the task today."
Wei Lin generously placed a storage bag on the counter: "We are here to help you."
kindness? Yunli Xing's eyes widened, Senior brother, have you never bribed anyone? How can bribery be so arrogant? Shouldn't I bleat quietly?
"Help? Do you want to work as a spy for the four major sects?"
"Senior brother is joking." He pointed at Yunli: "Let her go."
Shen Yi's eyes became subtle. Qian Shi was indeed on the list of candidates for the spy. He had five spiritual roots and was not blind to others. He was also born with supernatural powers and had a certain ability to protect himself when encountering danger.
The most important thing is that she was the first to report back the specific time of Donglu's appearance. The news later sent back by her elite disciples confirmed that it was correct.
After lowering his eyes and thinking for a moment, he pushed the storage bag back: "She is already on the list, junior brother, there is no need to worry."
Yunli couldn't help but cursed. There was no blue book, so there was no rush. If she hadn't followed Moyou into Xingyao Mountain and never came out again, she would have been crossed off the list long ago. Alas, it seems that she won't be able to do so in the future. Feel free to use Gense Aya.
Look at these two people, they all covet her Ling. Even if Lan Shu belongs to a girl, there are a lot of older men like Zhen Shen and Ziguang Cheng Zhou who also want her Ling!
Think of a big man with a heavy back and a rugged face dancing with an orange damask. Ouch, that picture is too beautiful to look at.
Wei Lin pushed the spirit stone over. The night was long and there were many dreams, so he had to make a decision early.
"Senior Sister Lan Shu is busy taking care of the Pavilion Master's worries. Senior Brother still has to worry about the matters in the task hall. This spiritual stone should be considered as tea money for Junior Brother to pay homage to you."
A few years ago, he asked a Qi-training stage disciple and a group of Foundation-building stage monks to go to Tianyun City to deliver goods. He did not believe that Shen Yi really meant such a task.
With Shen Yi's mind, he must have guessed some of their grievances with Lan Shu. When he mentioned Lan Shu, Shen Yi would not fail to understand what he meant.
Sure enough, Shen Yi weighed it for a moment and smiled warmly, "Junior Brother's reminder, I remembered that I have been busy with things recently, so it is better to submit the list early to avoid forgetting it later. It's just that except for Taiyi Sect, the other three sects among the four major sects The sect does not accept any Five Spiritual Root monks outside the Forsaken Land."
Is there still this rule? Yunli was overjoyed, this was good, it would make more sense for her to go to Taiyi Sect.
Wei Lin remained calm: "It doesn't matter where you go."
After achieving their goal, the two were about to retreat, but they noticed an unstable aura flying towards them from a distance. The three of them came outside the house, and a black shadow fell at their feet.
Yunli tilted her head and saw clearly the piece of gold exposed on her right shoulder, and murmured to herself: "Black robe and gold ornaments, heaven-level killer, Nascent Soul stage!"
After saying that, she opened her mouth wide. The unconscious person lying on the ground turned out to be Nascent Soul stage!
She raised her head and looked into the distance, was Canye Pavilion going to be surrounded and suppressed by the decent people?
The sky was high and the clouds were pale, there was no one around, and no one was chasing after him.
Lowering his head, Shen Yi had already turned the person over, and seeing his face clearly, Shen Yi said in surprise: "Uncle Ruoyi!"
Uncle?
Shen Yi is the disciple of Yuanying monk? !
Shen Yi hurriedly gave him the pill and used his spiritual power to help him dissolve the medicine. Ruoyi coughed a few times and woke up. When he saw Shen Yi, he hurriedly said: "Quick, cough cough cough, hurry up." Go, quickly report to the Pavilion Master, Wen, Wen Xueruo has escaped!"
After saying that, he tilted his head and fell unconscious again.
ha?
She turned her head and asked Wei Lin, "Did I hear correctly? He said Wen Xueruo escaped?"
Even though there was no ultimate guard and some personnel were withdrawn, there were still four Nascent Soul stage and a dozen Golden Core stage monks stationed in Yunshu Immortal Mansion. Surrounded by so many masters, Wen Xueruo actually escaped! ! !
Shen Yi stood up, pushed Ruoyi to Wei Lin, and was about to rush to inform the pavilion master and others. Suddenly he realized that he didn't know anything, and Ruoyi had to explain the matter clearly, and stopped again. , holding Ruoyi in his arms and going away with his sword.
Yunli formed a grain of phantom sand with her backhand and threw it into the folds of Ruoyi's girdle. How could she miss such big news!
Wei Lin's heart skipped a beat and he glared at her. He was so courageous that he dared to make a move right under his nose.
She stuck out her tongue, pulled Wei Lin, and said excitedly: "Let's go back and watch the live broadcast."
Returning to the small courtyard like a whirlwind, I took a deep breath, calmed down, and touched the sea of consciousness to feel the touch of spiritual consciousness in the sand.
"How's it going? Did you see it?" Wei Lin asked. Speaking of which, after more than a year, she had become very proficient in transforming into sand. Although there were still some small flaws, it didn't matter.
It's just a grain of sand. Who would notice it? Even if they find sand on their clothes, they will subconsciously brush it away.
However, this is the first time that eavesdropping with sand has been actually implemented.
"Yes, I can see it." She frowned, "It's just that my consciousness is trapped in the sand and I dare not let it out. I can only see the black color of his belt."
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