At night, the bright moon rises.
After a busy day, people returned to their homes one after another, enjoying the last warm leisure before winter.
For the people living in this era, prosperous times have nothing to do with them, but they have to bear the price of troubled times.
So most of the time, as long as they can satisfy themselves with three meals a day, it is the happiness they dream of.
However, as the mayor of Yongle Town, a large family with a radius of hundreds of miles, the Li family is still brightly lit even at night.
The faint candlelight lit up the Li family's mansion, and the busy servants were doing their own work. Only the master's study still maintained a certain incongruous tranquility.
The servants of the Li family all know that this has been a long-standing habit of the family master.
Every night at night, Li Lefu, the mayor of the town, would summarize what happened in the town that day, and then classify the matters according to their priority.
Thanks to Li Lefu's good habits, Yongle Town has always been the village with the best security near Chang'an.
In the words of Chang'an County Yin, if Li Lefu had no fame, he would at least be a parent official who prayed for the people and benefited the people.
"It seems that Li Lefu is indeed worthy of his name. From all aspects, he is a good mayor."
Appearing quietly in an inconspicuous corner of the Li family mansion, Pei Wende looked at the shadow reflected on the window with slight surprise.
From Pei Wende's perspective, we can see that the figures in the study are still reading and annotating various manuscripts, and are concentrating on the whole process.
“In every way you look at it, he’s the real deal.”
Xiaoqing, who had not hidden herself like this for a long time, whispered from Pei Wende's collar.
"Do you really think there's something fishy about him?"
Feeling the slight heat radiating from Pei Wende's body, Xiaoqing had already forgotten his previous anger, replaced by a look of enjoyment and joy.
Ever since Pei Wende achieved great success, his body has been like a miniature sun, exuding brilliance and vitality all the time.
For ordinary creatures, this can only accelerate the possibility of their transformation and evolution.
But Xiao Qing, who is a double cultivator with her, is able to absorb this vitality almost seamlessly, and the effect is much stronger than when she swallowed the sun essence and moonlight on a full moon night.
Xiao Qing even felt that if she could maintain this "intimate" state with Pei Wende for a year, her "golden fur" form might be completely stable.
"Everyone in Yongle Town may be related to Xuan Jue, but the mayor is more suspicious."
Pei Wende shook his head gently. He would never prejudge an "answer".
Because when looking for clues with preset “answers”, everything you look at will be suspicious.
In fact, the reason why Pei Wende focused his biggest suspicion on the mayor was entirely because of Mo Laosan.
"I remember when Mo Laosan found me, he said that the mayor asked him to come to me."
"And the mayor seems to have long been convinced that I am not a monster monk, but a mage who is performing the salvation of dead souls."
At this point, Xiaoqing already understood the meaning of the other party's words without the need for Pei Wende to add too much.
According to normal logical inference, the various abnormal events in Yongle Town only occurred after Pei Wende arrived, so the first reaction of normal people must be that Pei Wende is causing trouble.
But the mayor is just the opposite. He seems to have long been convinced of Pei Wende's good intentions and thinks that the other party is exorcising evil spirits from Yongle Town.
Then rule out the possibility that the other party knows Pei Wende's identity in advance.
The easiest result to guess is that the mayor knows what happened seventeen years ago, and also knows that the resentment of Gui Gushen is entrenched in the Tutu Temple.
Even a bolder guess, maybe the mayor also knows something about the sneaky identities of the evil spirits attracted.
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the other party was so calm. It was not until Pei Wende was about to finish the matter that he asked Mo Laosan to go to the Tutu Temple to "expel" Pei Wende.
"You hide yourself quietly when you are doing things, but suddenly appear when you are trying to get credit..."
"This formal style of burning bridges across rivers does look like the power of officialdom."
He spat out the snake letter with disdain, and a humane sneer appeared on Xiaoqing's snake face.
"So what are you going to do next?"
"Break in directly and use his mind to read his thoughts?"
With Pei Wende's current practice, it is almost impossible to make any big mistakes by using his mind to interrogate and read minds.
"It's not to that extent yet, and it's not necessary."
Hearing Xiao Qing's words, Pei Wende just smiled, and then suddenly opened his right hand.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a mask that was only one-third the size of a normal human face appear in his hand out of thin air.
This mask is none other than one of the two Prajna ghost masks that Pei Wende used to use the resentment of Gui Gushen to refining.
"Isn't this thing used to carry resentment?"
"Is there any other use?"
Thinking of the painting in his hand, Xiao Qing, who had already vaguely guessed something, asked in surprise.
The painting skin in Xiaoqing's hand has no use due to her continuous improvement in strength.
If the Prajna Ghost Mask refined by Pei Wende is powerful enough, Xiao Qing feels that she may have to consider learning Pei Wende's refining method.
It doesn't need to be improved too much, as long as it can cover its increasingly powerful aura.
By that time, Xiaoqing's "boy in blue" vest can come back to the world again.
"That's natural. It's also a 'magic weapon' after all."
I don’t know what Xiao Qing is thinking, because Pei Wende still doesn’t know that she still has the vest of “Young Man in Tsing Yi”.
"In addition to carrying resentment, it can also turn me into a real ghost!"
Little by little, he brought the Prajna Ghost Mask in his hand closer to his face, and Pei Wende's voice seemed to become hoarse and low like a ghost at this moment.
"Appearing as a ghost should be able to detect some clues."
The dark and deep darkness manifested little by little in the back of Pei Wende's head...
The majestic resentment poured into Pei Wende's body little by little along with the Prajna Ghost Mask...
When Pei Wende pressed the mask, which was only one-third of his size, onto his face, his body shrank by two-thirds in a strange way.
"Let me see how much this mayor knows!"
As a result, Pei Wende, who raised his head again, had disappeared, replaced by a Prajna imp with a weird smile on his face.
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