The dark figure, or Li Ang's Mosi clone, held the hand of the low assassin, and Shi Shiran walked out of the post house.
The feeling at this moment is very strange,
Turning around, I saw the lights in the post house were brightly lit. Passengers who didn't know their situation fled in panic and gathered at the door of the post house.
Several monks from the Zhenfu Division descended from the sky, their moods were either furious or cold, questioning what happened.
One of them, who was also the one with the most powerful aura, glanced around the post house, raised his palm slightly, and released his majestic telekinesis.
Wow——
The sand around the post house rippled layer by layer under the influence of mind power, slowly rotating from slow to fast.
'Are you looking for an assassin? '
Li Ang was a little surprised when he saw the dust on the ground spreading around, but it didn't hit him, but went straight through. There were no footprints left by the two walking on the ground.
It's not like a pure invisibility effect, but more like... phase movement?
After walking into the dense mountains and forests and making sure that he would not be discovered, the short figure stopped, let go of Li Ang's hand, washed the wood dagger in the mountain stream to wash away the blood, and then put it back on his waist.
The two of them exited the phase state, and the short figure took off her wide hood and thick scarf, revealing Nie Yuhuan's face - compared with the last time they met, her expression was even colder,
There is no trace of the innocence and liveliness that she should have at her age.
"..."
Nie Yuhuan stood there and bowed seriously to Li Ang.
Li Ang accepted Nie Yuhuan's thanks calmly, and his eyes paused on the wood dagger.
There is no doubt that the wooden dagger is an alienated object, and it is the most effective type of alienated object that can easily avoid spiritual detection and even physical contact.
The question is, where did this dagger come from?
As if he knew Li Ang's doubts in advance, Nie Yuhuan raised his arm and pointed to the dense forest on one side.
Click click click.
A dense and detailed sound rang out,
I saw the trees bending their branches,
The vines slowly climb,
The leaves swayed, the flowers bloomed, everything came together to form...a human face.
Mosi's clone frowned in an anthropomorphic manner. The vegetative face hung in the air, more than one meter in diameter. Judging from the outline of the face, it looked like a woman.
But I can't tell whether he is old or young.
Li Ang asked hoarsely: "Who are you? Or, what are you."
The wooden face did not answer immediately, but circled around Nie Yuhuan, checked to see if there were any external injuries on her body, then returned to the original position, and said in an ethereal voice: "You can call me, Huailing. "
"The locust tree in the east city of Chang'an City..."
"That's part of me."
The wooden face said hollowly: "According to the classification standards of Yuguo Academy, I should be a first-level demon."
This is impossible.
Li Ang's first reaction was to refuse to believe that the academy was extremely wary of aliens, especially intelligent aliens who had their own will and could communicate fluently.
The legend of the wish-making locust tree has been circulating in Chang'an for a long time.
With the level of vigilance of the Academy and the Zhenfu Division, they must have checked it countless times. How could the other party still exist safely?
Seeing that Li Ang was silent, Huailing said calmly: "Ever since Qiu Zhibai's generation, the academy has known and acquiesced in my existence.
On the one hand, because I am everywhere, they cannot find and imprison me.
On the other hand, I also have the ability to fight back. "
Qiu Zhibai, the previous mountain chief a hundred years ago.
It would make sense if even the headmaster of the academy maintained a tacit attitude.
Valley but...
"Why are you helping her?"
Li Ang tilted his head in the direction of Nie Yuhuan. According to legend, the wishing Sophora japonica is more like an alien with malicious intentions towards humans. Every time he makes a wish, he has to pay a price, and the way in which the wish is made effective is also very cheating.
"She's important to me for some special reason."
Huailing said calmly: "I follow the principle of equal exchange and cannot directly help her get revenge.
Considering that you helped her and brought her back, I can truly fulfill one of your wishes within my ability. "
Make a wish?
Li Ang thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Three more wishes?"
"..."
Sophora Ling fell into silence, and the face made of sophora flowers vividly and flexibly conveyed a smile.
Not that awkward yet impolite smile.
It's a sinister smile that's superficial but not real.
(ㅤ^ω^)
"just kidding."
Li Ang immediately changed his mind without any embarrassment and continued to maintain Bateman's cold and gloomy character, thinking about the content of his wish.
Huailing's preferential treatment to Nie Yuhuan does not mean that he also has preferential treatment. The content of the wish must be carefully considered.
Then...return to the different world in Li Ang's memory?
Not to mention whether Huailing has the ability to realize this, Li Ang himself is not sure whether the alien memory in his mind is true or false, whether it is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou.
Two tons of fine gold?
The other party is a Sophora Spirit, not a Gold Mining Spirit, and Li Ang doesn't want the other party to discover Mo Si's true nature.
After thinking for a moment, Li Ang asked: "Can the wish be postponed?"
"Yes, as long as you are still near Chang'an."
Huailing agreed neatly, looked at each other and disappeared together with Nie Yuhuan.
"..."
Li Ang frowned deeply as he looked at the empty forest in front of him.
Why did a first-level demon who could fulfill wishes and possess wisdom choose to help Nie Yuhuan?
The other party was confident that Xuegong Zhenfusi would not track her down.
Or do you think you have the ability to solve problems?
Unable to come up with an answer after thinking alone, Li Ang was silent for a moment, and then controlled the silk clone to slowly release his body, turning into scattered silk threads and sinking into the soil.
And two hundred meters below the rock layer, it re-aggregated and formed into the shape of a drill bit. It drilled a distance east of Chang'an City and hibernated on the spot.
Early the next morning, when the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division knocked on the door of Jinchengfang Mansion, Li Ang yawned and opened the door.
He was not worried at all that the other party was here to arrest him. Mosi's clone was in a dormant state without any spiritual energy fluctuations. Even the Zhuxiao realm monks could not detect it through the two to three hundred meters of soil.
What's more, when Li Shenbin was assassinated last night, Li Ang was still sleeping at home and got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet - the servants Li Leling left in Jinchengfang Mansion can attest to this.
That's right, since the first exam of the academy was around the corner, Li Leling came to Jinchengfang more and more diligently. He would come here at dawn and go home at night. Because he thought it was too troublesome to bring a group of people, he simply left a group of servants here in Jinchengfang.
In order to help Chai Chai get admitted to the palace, Li Leling was not afraid of gossip from outsiders, and Li Ang stopped talking about her mother-in-law.
Fortunately, these servants became Li Ang's best witnesses.
The facts were just as Li Ang expected. The soldiers of the Zhenfu Division did not associate the assassination of Li Shenbin with Li Ang, but only came to inform him.
When Li Ang asked who assassinated Li Shenbin, the other party was also vague, saying things like "still under investigation", "if there is any new situation, we will notify you", "Li Xiaolangjun has been careful of some unknown persons recently".
