"Is there a problem? What problem?" Yu Yu was at a loss, his eyes widened with confusion on his face.
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and explained:
"Let me ask you, if you put yourself in my shoes, what would you do if you wanted to practice this technique?"
Yu Yu said matter-of-factly: "Of course, we should find a place with many people but few strong people, hide ourselves, and develop in a low-key manner..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly paused, as if she suddenly understood:
"Yes, Yuhang is satisfied with a large number of people, but there are a lot of places in the world that are suitable. But there are many strong people in Yuhang City. No matter the court, the Beast Control Sect or even the Jianghu sect, there are many bastards in the water. Why should he be there? Is this causing trouble? Wouldn't it be easy to be discovered? Once there are more people practicing this technique, it will easily lead to investigation."
It’s not too stupid... Ji Pingan said:
"First eliminate the stupid options of the other party. Either the other party is emboldened and confident to fight against the imperial court and the decent people. But this possibility is not high. Although the world is in turmoil, the various places are still stable. Or, the other party has to stay in Yuhang reasons, and urgently need to improve its strength, so we can only take the risk of developing 'offline' nearby."
Yu Yubainen patted the table with her little hand:
"That makes sense! Then what's the other party's purpose?"
Ji Pingan said helplessly: "I am a star official, not a real fortune teller."
The implication: investigation is required, and the answer cannot be given immediately.
Yu Yu looked suspicious. As a drama queen, she used herself to save others. She suspected that Ji Pingan was not telling the truth. She had an idea, but she refused to tell her.
Ji Ping'an saw what she was thinking and explained:
"However, if you want to investigate, you can start from the dissemination links of these books. Someone must be distributing them. Moreover, if the handwriting of each booklet is different, it means there is an organization behind it..."
He casually gave a few tracing ideas, and Yu Yu's eyes lit up and he stood up energetically:
"That makes sense! I'll continue checking tomorrow."
After saying that, Her Majesty the Saint was in a good mood and walked straight to the backyard, ready to take a bath and have dinner.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and watched her leave, but his eyes fell on the "Adventure to Immortality" on the table, and he fell into deep thought.
A magic book that should have been destroyed long ago suddenly reappeared in the world... and according to Yu Yu, it began to be distributed half a month ago, indicating that it happened just after the "stars returned to their positions."
Just a coincidence?
"Oh, on the first day, two incidents involving practitioners were resolved. How could it go so smoothly... Well, this store is the right one to open."
Ji Ping'an thought about it, spread out the exercise booklet, slowly pressed it with his right hand, and closed his eyes.
The investigation direction he provided to Yu Yu was not wrong, but there was indeed a method that he didn't mention. It wasn't that he was hiding it, but that Yu Yu couldn't use it.
That is, by practicing this magic skill, you can use your soul to enter the "sea of emotions" of the "person behind the scenes" and trace back to the other person in reverse.
Yu Yu's Taoist practice is incompatible with such magical skills, but Ji Ping'an, as a star official, is compatible with it.
And, most importantly:
With his strong mind honed by living for thousands of years, even if he enters the "Sea of Emotions", he will not be affected by the magic techniques.
"I want to see who is doing this."
Ji Ping'an raised the corner of his mouth, silently immersed himself in the sea of consciousness, and visualized the "Immortal Picture" described in "The Book of Immortals", supplemented by special formulas and breathing methods.
In a daze, a wisp of black energy gathered between his eyebrows, which was the evil thoughts in people's emotions.
Ji Ping'an's eyes seemed to be filled with mist, and he "saw" that he had entered a space of strange land, as if he had turned into a swimming fish and entered the deep sea.
Surrounded by water-like spiritual elements, the top of the head is like broken gold sunlight, boundless and without any sense of direction.
He looked around and found that there were large or small light groups floating in the sea of emotions.
There are dozens of them, each representing a person who practices this technique.
"There are dozens of people online at the same time, and the number of people affected by the spread is probably two to three hundred." Ji Ping'an felt shuddered.
However, in a large commercial city with a population of one million, these people are indeed a drop in the ocean and very inconspicuous.
Ji Ping'an tried to swim in the sea, only to feel a wave of evil thoughts welling up in his heart, seducing his emotions and desires.
Greed for money, desire for women, hatred for others...each of them stirs up the most primitive dark side of people's hearts.
"It is indeed a magic technique," Ji Ping'an said without any emotion:
"This place is like an amplifier. If people stay in this malicious environment for a long time, even a decent gentleman will gradually be affected by alienation and become extreme and violent... Not to mention, most of those who practice this technique are inherently Not a good person."
As his thoughts fluctuated, Ji Ping'an passed through the light groups, swimming towards the depths of the sea of emotions.
The closer you get, the fewer and brighter the surrounding light groups are, and the stronger the evil thoughts are.
Finally, Ji Ping'an reached the deepest point and saw an extremely large light ball shrouded in black energy. He did not hesitate and directly "bumped" into it with his soul.
At this moment, the light group seemed to finally sense something slowly and tried to react, but it was already too late.
"boom!"
As soon as the two sides collided, with the two at the center, ripples appeared in the sea of emotions, which then spread and turned into a storm.
Those large or small light groups were affected and conveyed emotions of horror.
Then, like bubbles that were popped, they shattered and disappeared.
This means being forcibly kicked off the line.
Along with this, the entire space collapsed.
…
In Yuhang City.
In a dark room, a middle-aged man who was sitting cross-legged and meditating suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a blood arrow with a horrified expression.
Forcibly cutting off the operation of the "Descent into Immortality" method, the whole person's aura was disordered and suffered backlash.
Big beads of sweat were squeezed out, and his whole body seemed to be in severe pain, and he fell on the bed, hunched like a shrimp.
The face was hideous and painful. It took a while before the pain subsided like a tide. The middle-aged man still felt lingering fear:
"Who is that?!"
…
Mud Bottle Alley.
In the small courtyard of the Fang family, Fang Shijie, who was about six or seven years old and short and fat, sat cross-legged in the room, with the second chapter of "Descent into Immortality" spread out in front of him.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, the black energy between his brows disappeared, he took a deep breath, and frowned:
"what happened?"
As the "kid king" who has recently emerged in Mud Bottle Alley, Fang Shijie has been paying attention to the trends in the surrounding neighborhoods through many "horse boys". This "Descent into Immortality" was also presented by his younger brother.
Fang Shijie recognized at a glance that this was a magic technique. He also tried to dive into the "Sea of Emotions", but he did not dare to go deep due to lack of soul.
I just wandered around the edge, and ended up witnessing the collapse of the "sea of emotions".
"It seems that the person behind the scenes has provoked a powerful enemy? Has the imperial court finally reacted? No... Most of the demon slayers in the imperial court are warriors and are not good at commanding spirits. So, is it the Taoist priests from Sanqing Temple who took action?"
The little chubby Fang Shijie fell into thinking.
If outsiders saw a child who was no more than six or seven years old, showing such an adult attitude, they would probably laugh and find it interesting.
However, only Fang Shijie knew what he was doing.
At this time, footsteps suddenly approached and the door was pushed open.
Fang Shijie was shocked and hurriedly pulled away from his thinking state, subconsciously hiding the book.
But Fang Ling, a woman with a reputation as a "hothead" wearing a sarong and an iron hairpin, had already walked in first, her eyebrows raised:
"Fang Shijie! What are you doing again?"
With that said, Fang Ling walked over quickly and snatched the book. She was suspicious at first, and then her expression changed after briefly looking through it.
At this moment, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of this irritable city woman.
His expression stiffened, and then there was a surge of anger and fear between his brows.
She suddenly raised her head, stared at her only son, and asked:
"Who gave you this thing?! Did you just... practice?!"
There was uncontrollable worry in the market woman's tone.
Fang Shijie pretended to be submissive and frightened, and stammered:
"I picked it up...I didn't recognize the words on it, so I just looked at the painting..."
Yes, children are illiterate... Fang Ling woke up suddenly and let out a long breath. She felt cold sweat break out on her back. She was scared, angry, and worried.
With all kinds of emotions flooding into her heart, she suddenly picked up a broom and slashed at Fang Shijie's butt and face, and finally warned sternly not to touch these books of unknown origin again.
Then he turned around and left the house, leaned against the door panel, and looked at the magic book in his hand. The sense of responsibility and crisis as a mother came to his heart.
"After so many years of peace, are we finally going to get involved in conflicts again?"
Fang Ling murmured to herself, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.
She did not allow any enemies to threaten their mother and son.
However, at this moment, the woman didn't know that either the chubby little guy who had just been beaten up or the new tenant next door were people of far higher status than her.
…
In a quiet room.
Ji Ping'an opened his eyelids, moved his hand away from "The Book of Immortals", and the star map in his eyes slowly rotated.
After a moment, the star map went out, and a look of surprise and strangeness appeared on his face.
Just now, through that collision, he tried to capture the true identity of the "man behind the scenes", but the other party's decisiveness in cutting off the line prevented him from succeeding.
However, in the moment of collision, he was also able to "see" a dimly lit cabin, a middle-aged man with a vague appearance sitting cross-legged in meditation.
and a rough outline of a courtyard.
What surprised him was:
"Why is this picture so similar to what the divination escort saw before?"
In the afternoon, Ji Ping'an did a divination for "Honggu" and vaguely saw a similar picture, but it was interrupted due to the higher level involved.
The result was just seen again.
"Is it a coincidence? After all, similar house layouts are common, and meditation is also a regular meditation posture for practitioners?"
"Or are they basically the same person? The messenger who robbed the escort's goods is the same person as the demon cultivator who spread the "Descent into Immortality"?"
"Well, it would be interesting if the two events have the same origin... So, the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes is to rob that batch of goods? Calculating the time, the time when the escort started to spread the technique is roughly consistent."
"And both of these things happened just after 'The Stars Aligned'."
Ji Ping'an's thoughts rose and fell one by one, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
The intuition from the "Star Officer" told him that by following this incident, it is possible to find clues to the "Secret of the Starry Sky".
"However, the person behind the scenes is obviously involved at a higher level. I can't use stargazing to directly target him. I need to 'save the country through curves'."
Ji Ping'an made up his mind and lowered his eyes to look at the text of "Descent into Immortals". The star map in his eyes flickered and he started to do horoscopes again.
This time, he divined the whereabouts of the person who "distributed this booklet."
In a trance, scenes of pictures poured into his mind through the medium of starlight:
In a gambling house with dusty chess pieces floating around, a fierce-looking ruffian was placing bets at the gambling table, surrounded by noise and a smoky environment.
Zooming out, you can see the plaque outside the casino, the neighborhood it is located in, and its general location in the city.
The picture collapsed, Ji Ping'an exhaled slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth:
"Got you."
…
…
After the sun goes down, Yuhang City enters its nightlife.
Jiangnan may be prosperous, but after nightfall, most places are still deserted. There are only live music and singing along the Qinhuai River. In addition, there are some restaurants and gambling houses, and the flow of people has not decreased but increased.
At the entrance of a certain gambling house, the hanging curtain opened, and a man in his twenties, short but fierce-looking, walked out drunk.
As a gangster who was shunned by his neighbors, he used to be regarded as a ghost and only hang out with the gangs in the city.
I didn't have much money in my hand, but in the past two days, I had somehow become richer, but after gambling, I finally lost everything.
"Bah!" The ruffian turned his head bitterly, spat on the ground, and stared at the thug at the door of the gambling shop behind him with vicious eyes:
"You just wait, when grandpa gets rich, he will kill you all."
The gangster in the gambling house was not at all frightened, and he didn't even care about this little guy.
To be able to open a gambling house in Yuhang City, there is some background behind it. How can you care about this kind of thing?
The short ruffian didn't know where the confidence came from. He muttered something and turned around along the street. It was strange that he returned to the street where he lived.
After being drunk, he admitted to the wrong door and banged on his neighbor's door for a long time before leaving, cursing and leaving. The neighbors dared not speak out in anger.
It wasn't until he pushed open the door and entered the dilapidated yard of his house with only four walls, and lit a low-quality oil lamp in the dark, that he suddenly jumped.
His scalp felt like it was exploding, and he was completely drunk.
I saw a man in a bamboo hat appearing in the room at some point, staring at him quietly, as motionless as a ghost.
"Who?!" The rogue was so frightened that he backed away, thinking it was his enemy, so he reached out and picked up a wooden stick.
Then, the figure faintly threw out a book and asked:
"Is this thing taught to you to spread?"
The rogue glanced at him, his face changed slightly, and then he didn't answer. Instead, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the stick in his hand rounded up, whistling like wind, and he hit the latter hard.
Apparently he was going to kill people.
"boom!"
However, his full blow did not hit the opponent's head. Instead, Ji Ping'an's raised right hand gently pinched him, preventing him from making any progress.
The rogue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly said with a fierce expression:
"Don't force me to use immortal magic to punish you! Do you know who I am, sir? Let me go..."
So annoying... Anxiety flashed between Ji Ping'an's brows, the air suddenly heated up, and a long flame whip was drawn out of thin air.
It hit the latter with a "slap".
With a scream, he fell convulsively, and then the line of fire flickered in the darkness.
The rogue screamed repeatedly, but all sounds seemed to be lost in this house and could not be heard.
The immortal... the rogue was horrified and wanted to beg for mercy: "I said, I said..."
However, Ji Ping'an was no longer willing to listen to his ramblings. He wrapped the flaming whip into a ring, strangled the other person's neck, and pulled hard. The eyes of this dregs of society known as the neighbor's trouble turned white, and he died after struggling for a moment.
Suddenly, the space was distorted, and the weapon spirit Jiang Jiang, wearing a broken-looking, wizard-like uniform, floated in the air.
On the dull face that has not seen the sun all year round, the paint-like eyes moved:
"Aren't you here to investigate? How can you find clues if you kill him?"
Jiang Jiang expressed confusion.
Ji Ping'an joked: "I thought you would say that according to the "Laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty", my use of lynching in this way violated the law."
Jiang Jiang stared at him numbly and said after a while:
"I'm just unfamiliar with the human world, but I'm not pedantic."
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"This kind of person is worthy of death. Even after being tortured, he will still be killed. From the fact that his first reaction was to take action when he saw me mentioning "Deng Xian Lu", it can be seen that even if he is forced by my power, he may not be willing to tell the truth. Instead of having to work hard To distinguish lies, it is better to kill Wen Ling directly."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand to make a virtual grab, and his pupils suddenly turned into pure black, like a black hole that swallowed everything.
Jiang Jiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ji Ping'an, the "star official", to know the Taoist sect's signature Taoist skills.
Ji Ping'an didn't bother to explain or hide. When he was in the capital city, there were strong people everywhere, so he would hide his strength.
But now that he was out of the world, and with the imminence of a storm in Kyushu, he didn't bother to worry about it anymore.
I saw a weak soul pulled out from the corpse, floating in a hazy state, and was "swallowed" by Ji Ping'an.
The next moment, the broken memory fragments were pieced together in the sea of consciousness, and a picture that was clearer than the "astrology" and had a "sound" appeared in front of me:
It was still the same gambling house. "I" was kicked out of the gambling house, cursing, and returned home.
After entering an alley, he was suddenly stopped by a "mysterious man" wearing a black robe, covering his whole body.
"Myself" was surprised at first, and then said flatteringly:
"Altar Master? You are finally here. What are your orders this time?"
The man in black looked at "himself" coldly. Although Ji Ping'an couldn't see the details, he could see the disgust in the other person's eyes:
"You need to distribute these brochures to the gangs you belong to... Remember, you must be invisible and not attract anyone's attention, especially the government..."
The other party took out several booklets, wrapped them in cloth, and threw a money bag in front of "his" expectant eyes:
"It's for you. The rules in the Holy Religion are rewarded if you do them well, but if something goes wrong..."
"Zi" said flatteringly: "Altar Master, don't worry, it will definitely be done properly."
The man in black said "yes" and seemed to be very satisfied with "his" attitude. He thought about it and added:
"On the last day of this month, you are allowed to attend the rally. Don't be late. Remember to cover your face and don't reveal your true face. The address is..."
He claimed a spot.
"Myself" seemed extremely excited:
"Does this count as me officially joining the religion?"
The man in black chuckled and said:
"From the day you obeyed me, you were already one of my Four Saints."
The picture collapsed, Ji Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, and the black vortex in his eyes quickly rotated and shrank.
Jiang Jiang, who was floating next to him and looked like it had nothing to do with him, could clearly see that Ji Pingan, who had always been calm and composed and didn't care about anything, had an obvious change in his face.
"It seems that you found something interesting in this person's memory." Jiang Jiang said curiously.
Ji Ping'an did not respond immediately, but was digesting the information obtained by "Ask the Spirit":
It is obvious that this broken man is just an insignificant person. There is another person who really distributes "The Book of Immortals". Perhaps he is the mastermind behind the scenes, or he is the master's subordinate.
The position is "altar leader".
However, what Ji Ping'an really paid attention to was the "Four Holy Religions" mentioned in the man in black's last sentence.
Back then, when he was in the capital city, he killed people for the Xiang family brothers and sisters. On the same night, he talked with the owner of Tingxue Tower and told the story of Xue Ji.
Among them, the "Four Holy Religions" were mentioned.
That is, the "Demon Cult" that was famous in the world at that time was a serious problem between him and the God Emperor.
It wasn't until the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty that his hands were completely free to completely wipe out the Four Saints from the world. The leader of the Four Saints, who was said to be astonishingly talented, was also killed.
For the next four hundred years, the Imperial Master of the Zhou Dynasty looked over the nine states, and there was no trace of the Four Holy Sects. In fact, many related legends were gradually unknown to people.
But just today, Ji Ping'an heard news about the "Four Saints" again.
It seems that it has restored a certain organizational form, with an altar leader and followers.
"Could it be that someone stole this name? No... It doesn't make sense. There are only disadvantages to taking this name, but no benefits. If it is just an ordinary sect, the government may know about it and not care much, but if it is the 'Four Holy Sect', it will definitely suffer Attention... Moreover, four hundred years have passed, and the Four Saints have long since died. It is also a demon sect, and using such a banner will not have much appeal..."
"But, it's not like there are real believers from the past who have resurrected."
Ji Ping'an's expression gradually became serious as his thoughts fluctuated:
The clues currently detected are no longer limited to the level of "turmoil in the world."
First, the "Deng Xian Lu" that should have been lost for many years reappeared in the world, and then the Four Holy Sects, which had long been lost in history, reappeared...
And all of this coincides with the time when the stars return to their positions and the spiritual elements of heaven and earth revive.
This is obviously beyond the scope of "turbulence".
"It seems that things are more complicated than I expected." Ji Ping'an exhaled softly, turned to look at Jiang Jiang, and smiled:
"But you were right what you said before. I might have killed him too early."
I know from memory that there is a gathering at the Four Saints Church at the end of this month.
This is undoubtedly an important clue that can be followed to catch the big fish behind the scenes.
If the rogue is still there, Ji Ping'an can pretend to be the other party to participate, but now it will be difficult to kill him.
However, after seeing Jiang Jiang's invisibility ability, Ji Ping'an had new ideas.
It seems that you can sneak in without disguise.
And coincidentally, it will be the end of the month in two days.
While his thoughts were ups and downs, Ji Ping'an had a goal. He raised his right hand and rubbed his two fingers gently. Wisps of flames fell and quickly burned Popi's body to ashes.
When the wind blows, it scatters everywhere.
Immediately, Ji Ping'an left without disturbing anyone.
…
However, after he and Jiang Jiang left, it took about two cups of tea.
Outside this dilapidated street, a new customer was once again welcomed.
Several "demon slayers" wearing black bottoms, red piping on the cuffs, and strange patterns embroidered on their skirts rode through the long street in the night and arrived nearby.
"Xilulu." A thin bamboo pole-like man reined in the horse, identified its position, and said:
"Secretary Chief, according to the investigation of my subordinates, the person who spreads the technique lives in front."
The chief minister he spoke of was a woman riding a black horse, wearing a short skirt and military attaché robe, with black gauze wings on her head, a black gold scabbard at her waist, and a cloak of the same color.
A beautiful face with solemnity and two eyebrows as sharp as knives.
At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and staring into the dark night.
This team is the "Demon Slayer Division" under the imperial court in the city, which specializes in handling cases involving practitioners. The people nicknamed them "Demon Slayers".
In the yamen, the leading military attache is more famous. Gein, the "head" of the Yuhang Demon Slaying Department, is actually a female warrior.
It's called "Night Red Ling".
He is a "well-sitting" monk on the martial arts path.
Although martial arts are not dominant in various inheritances, a "sitting well" martial artist, placed in the capital of the gods, is also a strong man at the level of the leader of the Imperial Forest Army.
It is also because of this that we can suppress all the Jianghu sects in the big city of Lanzhou, so that all parties dare not make mistakes.
In fact, her reputation has already spread among the common people, and the so-called "Jiangnan Twins", the second young lady of the Pei family, is the most talented woman in Jiangnan.
The "Ye Chief" of the Demon Slayer Division is the number one female warrior in the south of the Yangtze River.
At this moment, Ye Hongling was sitting on the black horse, squinting her eyes and staring ahead. The warrior's inspiration faintly conveyed a bad premonition to her.
"Two people will go with me, and the rest will stay behind."
Ye Hongling's tone was indifferent, and after leaving a word, she stepped lightly on the stirrup, and shot out like an arrow from the string, but then slowly fell to the ground in mid-air like a fallen leaf.
It can be described as extremely chic.
All the government officials looked envious. The tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole and another demon-slayer with a rich figure and a smile on his face dismounted and followed him.
The three of them arrived outside the target courtyard quietly without disturbing the surrounding people.
The courtyard door was unlocked, and the three people drifted into the dilapidated courtyard.
Ye Hongling took the lead, but just as her soft boots stepped in front of the door, the female warrior's eyes narrowed:
"A practitioner came here not long ago."
The martial artist does not have any fancy techniques, but the keen sense brought by his intuition is far superior to other methods.
She immediately noticed that the spiritual energy around her was uneven and there was still a burning sensation.
"Practitioner?" Two officials behind him, one fat and one thin, raised their hands to hold the handle of the knife, and used the other hand to take out a candle and light it.
The fire illuminated the room, and the three of them stepped inside, but saw no one.
"Have you not come back yet?" The short, fat official was surprised.
Ye Hongling said nothing, and suddenly crouched down slowly on the ground. She lifted her black cloak back with her left hand, spread the five fingers of her right hand, and slowly pressed down on the ground.
The next second, she suddenly grabbed it with her five fingers, and with a "chichi" sound, a suction force gathered the dust here. Gradually, a "big" figure appeared on the dirt.
Ye Hongling's knife-like eyebrows were raised, her face was solemn, and she said in a deep voice:
"At least half an hour ago, a master used a five-element-like technique to destroy a corpse."
Hiss... The short and fat official had a toothache and said:
"Commander, are you saying that that scoundrel was crushed to death?"
The bamboo pole official next to him held a candle and sighed:
"Who moved faster than us? Did they silence them early? In case they gave us clues?"
Regarding the spread of "Deng Xian Lu", Zhan Si in the city was also concerned about it. He finally found a breakthrough and chased it all the way here, but he didn't want this to be the result.
Ye Hongling stood up, with deep fear and confusion on her beautiful face:
"It's hard to say. But whether it was because he was silenced or for other reasons, the person who did it is definitely a master, and his control over the flames is terrifying."
"Is it that powerful?" The pudgy official was extremely surprised.
It should be noted that to be evaluated as a "great master" by his own boss, it shows that he is at least an entry-level player.
Lingsu had just recovered not long ago, and the monk sitting in the well was still very valuable. When did such a dragon cross the river come to Yuhang City?
However, what Ye Hongling didn't know was that she made an empirical mistake by deducing strength from control.
But normally, no one would have thought that there would be a "freak" like Ji Ping'an, who had reached the pinnacle of various spells, but whose strength was only three or three.
"Secretary Chief, what should we do next? Do we want to report it to the government first?" the two asked.
Ye Hongling thought for a while and exhaled helplessly:
"The clues have been interrupted, and there is not even a body left. Even if we invite Taoist priests from Sanqing Temple, there is no way to inquire about the spirit. That's it, let's discuss it when we go back."
As she said this, the number one female martial artist in the south of the Yangtze River was a little distracted. The city of Yuhang was becoming increasingly unstable recently.
…
The disappearance of a gangster did not attract anyone's attention.
The next morning.
When Ji Pingan woke up from his sleep, put on his coat and walked out of the room, he saw Huang He had already set up breakfast in the courtyard.
"Sir, the water is ready." Huang He pointed to several washbasins next to the well.
Mu Yaoyao was rubbing her little head with a towel, and then eagerly sat down at the dining table, looking at the hot meat buns, rice porridge and side dishes and swallowing her saliva.
"Where's Yu Yu?" Ji Ping'an smiled and washed his face, but then he didn't see the drama queen.
Mu Yaoyao proudly stood up to face A, raised her hand and said:
"I know that Senior Sister Yu went out early in the morning to look for clues. She said she wanted to investigate some landing techniques..."
"It's Dengxianlu..." Huang He corrected.
"Ah, yes, yes." The girl wearing a lotus leaf skirt and her hair tied into a circle behind her head nodded.
Ji Ping'an clicked his tongue in surprise.
She thought to herself that if Yu Yu knew that Ji Ping'an had obtained the key clues about what she had tried so hard to investigate, and even injured the "person behind the scenes", she didn't know how this girl would feel.
The three of them had a simple meal, and Ji Ping'an walked into the shop as usual and opened the door for business.
As a result, as soon as it opened, I saw a group of people rushing towards us in the distance.
…
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