Song Yizhi was eating peony cake in the dark, watching Lu Li and his party leave, and then went out to find Chu He wandering around on the street.
"Miss Song, the mission of Lu Li's team is in Peony City." Chu He told Song Yizhi the information he had inquired about.
Song Yizhi nodded, "It seems there should be no conflict, but we don't rule out the possibility of Lu Li lying."
Chu He nodded in agreement.
"Let's go shopping." Song Yizhi turned around.
Chu He was confused, but he was smart enough not to believe that Song Yizhi was just going shopping.
When Song Yizhi came out of two medicine shops and three spice shops, Chu He reacted belatedly.
"Is Miss Song trying to find out the source of that scent?" Chu He followed Song Yizhi, carrying several boxes in his hand.
Song Yizhi bought these things after inquiring about the information. This was only one-third, and the remaining two-thirds were in her storage bracelet.
Song Yizhi nodded and praised, "Smart."
Chu He smiled shyly.
His nose was not as good as Miss Song's and Baili Qi's, so he didn't smell the smell.
It would have to be Miss Song or Baili Qi who could follow the scent to find clues. Only they could tell the difference.
The two went to several more shops. Under the temptation of the spirit stone, Song Yizhi easily obtained two confessions and rubbings of purchase records.
Chu He looked at Song Yizhi with admiration in his eyes.
Miss Song is really amazing!
In less than a day, things were almost getting to the bottom of things.
I still have to learn more from Miss Song.
After walking out of the shop, Song Yizhi put the paper in his storage bracelet and thought about it again.
As she expected, Chen Ying's death was inseparable from the Zhao family.
However, the Zhao family is considered a local snake in Peony City. If you go there rashly, you will only scare the enemy, so it is better to use their strength to fight.
"We have two places to go next, one is the city lord's mansion, and the other is the Zhao family. Where do you think we should go first?" Song Yizhi asked Chu He.
Chu He thought for a while and then said uncertainly, "City Lord's Mansion?"
Going to Zhao's house at this time would not be less than trying to scare the snake, but it would be better to go to the City Lord's Mansion, although he was not sure why Miss Song wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion.
Song Yizhi gave a thumbs up and praised, "Not bad, the young man has a great future!"
Chu He laughed dumbly.
"Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion." Song Yizhi put his hands in his hands and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Although Lan Qianxi's appearance was unexpected, it would not have much impact on their mission.
Even if there is a conflict of tasks, she is confident that Lan Qianxi cannot win against them.
The entrance to the city lord's mansion.
Song Yizhi handed his disciple token to Chu He.
Chu He walked up, showed his token and said, "We are disciples of the Changqiu Sect and want to see the city lord."
The guard looked at the disciple token in Chu He's hand and took a breath. Then he quickly saluted Chu He with his hands and fists, and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, I will go in and pass the news. "
Chu He nodded and then returned to Song Yizhi.
Looking at Song Yizhi, who was looking like a street kid with his hands folded, Chu He asked curiously, "Is there any mystery behind Miss Song's disciple token?"
Song Yizhi glanced at the disciple token in Chu He's hand, and said calmly, "Oh, the material of this disciple token is the same material used to make elder tokens."
Chu He silently held this disciple token.
No wonder the guards at the City Lord's Mansion looked so respectful.
After a while, the guard came out and raised his hand and saluted, "Please, you two, the city lord is waiting for you two in the main hall."
Song Yizhi happened to finish the large piece of peony cake. She performed a Dust Removal Jue, then raised her hand and waved her hand, and the disciple token in Chu He's hand returned to her hand.
"Thank you." Song Yizhi nodded slightly to the guard, gentle and humble.
The guard was immediately flattered. He cupped his fist and saluted Song Yizhi, then raised his hand to lead Song Yizhi and Chu He inside.
main hall.
"City Lord, two disciples from the Changqiu Sect have been brought here." The guard bent down and clasped his fists and said respectfully.
"Well, let's go down." A low and cold voice sounded.
The guard cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and exited the main hall.
Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at the young man on the main seat. He was wearing a dark blue robe, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but he was dignified and cold.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and gave a slight salute and said, "City Lord."
Chu He imitated Song Yizhi and made a nondescript salute.
"Your Excellency is very unfamiliar." The Lord of Peony City spoke. He looked at Song Yizhi with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, "It seems that there are no direct disciples of the Changqiu Sect."
It can be seen that among the man and the woman, the young girl has the right to speak.
On the other hand, the companion next to her didn't have the right aura, and didn't look like a human cultivator.
"I am not a direct disciple." Song Yizhi raised his eyes to meet the indifferent and scrutinizing gaze of the Lord of Peony City, and spoke gently, "I am Song Yizhi of Song Ningfeng of the Changqiu Sect."
The Lord of Peony City is not someone who is ignorant of what is happening outside the window. He has also heard some rumors about this name.
Song Luo's daughter, Song Yizhi, was known as a loser in the Changqiu Sect. She was as good a loser as her mother and brother were.
"You are..." The mayor of Peony City had a wave of indifference on his face.
I didn't expect it to be that powerful woman, this...
The Lord of Peony City was thinking a thousand times, but his face remained cold.
"I'm Song Yizhi." Song Yizhi said.
The Lord of Peony City raised his hand, and his attitude was much gentler than the previous indifference, "Both of you, please take a seat."
Song Yizhi and Chu He took their seats.
After the two of them sat down, a maid came to serve tea. After the maid left the main hall, the Lord of Peony City said, "What do you two want to see me for?"
"Isn't it the city lord who brought us here?" Song Yizhi asked back.
? ? ?
Chu He was confused, but his face remained calm, still looking gentle and calm.
The eyes of the Lord of Peony City suddenly froze, and then calmed down. He stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup, "Oh? Why did Miss Song say this?"
At first, I thought it was the man who was more troublesome, but now it seems that it must be Song Yizhi.
In one sentence, he didn't know what to say.
Song Yizhi didn't want to go around and around doing Tai Chi, so she got straight to the point, "Didn't you, the city lord, borrow money from Mrs. Liu to tell us that there was something wrong with Chen Ying's death?"
Song Yizhi's clear and pleasant voice fell, and the main hall fell silent.
The owner of Peony City was accustomed to Tai Chi for many years, but now Song Yizhi came straight to the point, and he was a little uncomfortable.
This Song Yizhi is so wise that he is almost a monster but also extremely straightforward.
Conspiracy with such a person is no less than seeking skin from a tiger, because she is really too smart.
The lord of Peony City fell into deep thought.
Song Yizhi reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip, calmly and calmly.
Chu He on the side quietly acted like a wooden man.
It's okay if you don't understand it now. You may understand it later if you listen to it.
After a while, the Lord of Peony City spoke, "I suggest Miss Song not to get involved in this matter."
If he was just a direct disciple of the Changqiu Sect, then he could take advantage of it, but Song Yizhi decided to forget it.
Song Yizhi nodded, as if she had listened, and said, "So Chen Ying's death has something to do with the Zhao family?"
The Lord of Peony City did not speak, as if silently acquiescing, or as if he was rendered speechless by Song Yizhi.
Did she listen to my advice?
(End of chapter)
