Now I'm afraid that there are still people in various government agencies who don't know about Taoist Pandan. Even if they know, they will just treat it as a rumor and turn a blind eye. It has no practical effect, so don't expect the Immortal Alliance to meet. What to do to stop it with an iron fist.
Is it a big deal that a few people are missing in the world of gods and demons?
As long as there are no large-scale casualties, it doesn't matter in the world of gods and demons, and it doesn't even count as something to talk about after dinner.
If there was any robbery, Shui Miaomiao would just let the government take care of it as Mu Cang said, but abducting women was something Shui Miaomiao couldn't tolerate.
For every second of hesitation, someone falls into hell and endures endless suffering.
"Let's just check, okay?" Shui Miaomiao grabbed Mu Cang's sleeve, shook it and begged, "Maybe it's as I thought, Taoist Pandan has not recovered, then we"
"Don't think it's too beautiful." Mu Cang pulled back his sleeves and poured cold water on Shui Miaomiao at the right time. "The sudden drop in cultivation is just an explanation. The Hehuan Sect also swore that they killed Taoist Pandan. , still cut by hand, cut into pieces, and fed to the dogs.”
Shui Miaomiao blinked and said uncertainly, "Are you trying to scare me?"
Mu Cang nodded and said honestly that he was just threatening.
The Hehuan Sect didn't say that Taoist Pandan was cut up and fed to the dogs, but halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless. Shui Miaomiao would not back down just because of a few threats.
As for the matter of Master Pandan's cultivation and injuries, it was said by An Jue himself, and it can be believed.
Because Taoist Pandan once asked him for help, An Jue Lao naturally ignored him. Although he did evil things, there was a dividing line in his heart.
The only uncertainty now is whether Taoist Pandan has recovered? How many levels did it return to? Shui Miaomiao's analysis is that even if there is recovery, it may not be much.
But ordinary people don't know that Master Pandan's cultivation is in trouble, and they still think it's profitable, saying that even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
"Little brother~~"
"Okay." Mu Cang was shaken by Shui Miaomiao and said helplessly, "Let's agree first that we can check, but if I feel there is danger, I must leave immediately and I can't worry about this matter."
"No problem." Shui Miaomiao readily agreed, stretching out her hand to hook up with Mu Cang.
Mu Cang shook his head and patted Shui Miaomiao's hand, "You promised readily. It would be better if you can do what you say."
"Hehe." Shui Miaomiao smiled but said nothing. There were some things that she couldn't turn a blind eye to.
She was saying that she felt that she was a little lucky. She looked up through the branches and leaves and looked at the "blue sky and white sun". At least, she should not die...
Now that he had decided to investigate, Mu Cang stopped delaying and took action immediately. He first went to nearby towns to find out if there were any rumors.
They have nothing but wooden signs on hand now, and those people Shui Miaomiao handled them very neatly, so it is impossible to catch one and ask where the wooden signs came from.
In the town, Shui Miaomiao was placed at a tea stall by Mu Cang, who tried to stuff her mouth with food.
Nibbling on a piece of fresh meat sesame cake, although the skin was crispy and the filling was tender, it could not stop Shui Miaomiao from complaining.
How come everyone has the same moral character and likes to just leave her at a tea stall and a teahouse to investigate on her own? Doesn’t she look like a sluggish person? Even if she can’t contribute, she can still provide money. How can she get information if she doesn’t have money? ah?
However, Mu Cang didn't seem to need money. Shui Miaomiao watched as Mu Cang skillfully disguised himself and blended into the crowd. In an instant, he was chatting with the small businessmen and villagers, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.
After walking around for a while, Mu Cang returned to the tea stall and found Shui Miaomiao staring at him intently. He then looked down and straightened his clothes, and said unconfidently, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Hmm~~" Shui Miaomiao poured a bowl of tea and handed it to Mu Cang, blinking, "It's nothing, I just think you are so awesome!"
"Awesome?" Mu Cang was a little confused by this sudden compliment.
"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao couldn't explain. Just like when she and Jiuchongqiu, Leng Ningchi, Hua Yixian and others needed to inquire about any news when they were traveling, they seemed to just throw money away, and they seemed to have forgotten that there was such a thing as conversation. Having said that, if someone is really unwilling to cooperate, there is also the general rule of violence.
Shui Miaomiao reflected for a moment and wondered whether she had stayed in the Ancient Immortal Sect for a long time and had become aloof and aloof, a little too unworldly.
But if compared to the Ancient Immortal Sect, she is the one with the most fireworks.
In the past, I would never have thought that my little brother was so awesome because of such a trivial matter, and I couldn't control my admiring gaze.
It seems that the environment can really change people, but I don't know whether it is for good or bad. But since Shui Miaomiao thinks Mu Cang is powerful, she actually really likes to treat others like this.
So she is a 'common' and cannot be 'elegant'?
It seems that it cannot be calculated this way, maybe because today is the first time she has killed people in a real sense. It is easier than imagined. She should not feel anything, but she can't help but think of the civilization of another world. The two The difference is really huge.
But she'll get used to it, is she already used to it?
She had shown no mercy when she struck just now, and her hands did not even tremble. After hearing about Master Pandan's deeds, the first thought in her mind was just like what Mu Cang said, she wanted to find him, chop him up and feed him to the dogs.
If she is really used to this, shouldn't it be time for her to cut off her thoughts about that world?
Even if all this is a dream and my mentality has changed, my parents won't recognize me when I wake up. It's better to make a clean break and don't hope for the possibility of waking up and just sink like this.
There was a muffled sound of thunder in his ears, and it seemed that only Shui Miaomiao heard it. It was deafening, causing ripples in his heart.
Shui Miaomiao stood up suddenly, pushed Mu Cang onto the bench, and pressed his shoulders earnestly, trying to ignore the strange feeling in his heart.
It's really ridiculous. If others want to break through, they have to practice hard day and night and rack their brains to find opportunities.
For Shui Miaomiao, it seemed that as long as he was given a reason, as long as it seemed reasonable and reasonable, someone would immediately offer him a breakthrough.
Who would say no?
But Shui Miaomiao is an outlier. There is no pie in the sky, let alone a free lunch.
Steadying his mind, Shui Miaomiao suppressed the spiritual power surging in his body. He must not forget what Tian wants him to forget.
I want to slap myself in the face a few times, how can I forget it!
Those are the parents who gave birth to and raised them. They cannot just forget and throw away the things they want after arriving in another world. They have no right.
"Did you get any useful news?" Shui Miaomiao asked eagerly, changing his attention.
Mu Cang noticed Shui Miaomiao's sudden change of mood, and subconsciously struggled to stand up to comfort her. However, he was not as strong as her and was pinned to the stool unable to move.
"Am I too strong?" Shui Miaomiao asked belatedly. She used to massage her parents from time to time, but now no one can enjoy it.
So at this moment, Shui Miaomiao forgot to control his strength and was almost ready to press down with all his strength.
I want to nod. Now that I take off my clothes, I can definitely find clear palm prints on both shoulders.
Mu Cang did not move. He picked up the big bowl of tea in front of him, took a sip and said, "No." Then he explained the collected information in an organized manner.
Shui Miaomiao hesitated to withdraw her hand, so she continued to put her hand on Mu Cang's shoulder, listening intently.
