After that, Lin Zhi half-dragged Li Meili back to the city, pretending not to hear Meimei's proposal to bring back these piles of stinky clothes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because her face was so special, in order to surprise her, she only sent Li Meili to the door of the pharmacy hall and left.

Just as in ancient times, sending troops needed a valid reason, and if Lin Zhi wanted Meili to get out of this situation, she must be cleared of the charge of stealing, otherwise even if she beat the people who bullied her all over the ground, it would be unjustifiable and unpopular.

So her first goal is to persuade Xiao Ling to testify.

According to Li Meili, Xiao Ling's master, Zuo Hongyun, was greedy for wine and meat, and did not want to practice penance in the suburbs like many cultivators, such as Ning Zhiyao, but followed the wishes of the Liang City Lord and stayed in the city to teach his disciples.

In the west of the city, a large piece of land was carved out by the lord of Liang, and several mentors were invested to build mansions, each of which was a pavilion and a high-gate compound. I have to say that the status of teachers in ancient times was higher than that of civil servants and cadres now, not to mention the high salary, and they also shared houses.

Lin Zhi soon came to this "teacher's residential area" to find the main entrance to identify which one Zuo Hongyun lived in.

She was walking around the courtyard wall when she suddenly heard a man's voice coming from the wall.

“…… Hand up, hold the ......"

When Lin Zhi heard that his mind moved, he wanted to extend his spiritual power to go out to explore the situation in the hospital, but he was afraid that he would be discovered by the high-level mentor, so after thinking about it, he still chose to adopt the most primitive method......

She climbed the wall lightly, squinting her eyes and looking in. As long as the masters in the courtyard don't deliberately extend their spiritual power to the wall, it will be difficult to find her.

A few young people were practicing in the courtyard, and a middle-aged man with a big belly was pacing back and forth among the few of them, pointing out from time to time.

The man was wearing a black robe, which was not very eye-catching, but he wanted to put a golden belt around his waist, which highlighted his waist and circled it.

Although Lin Zhi didn't remember Zuo Hongyun's face, he knew that he was covered in large muscles, and the big belly in front of him was definitely not him.

She vaguely remembered that among several middle-level tutors, only Priest Mentor Zhu Cheng was the fattest, but she was not sure.

After a closer look, he found an old acquaintance among several young disciples - it was Liang An'an, who was holding the moon among the stars in Xinping City.

But to Lin Zhi's surprise, the current Liang Anan does not have the rumored princess's noble, cold, and domineering appearance at all.

There was a faint look of fear and fear on her face, her eyes floating, and a row of teeth clenched her lower lip tightly.

Lin Zhi then observed the expressions of the others, and saw that their master was standing beside another female disciple and instructing.

The group of disciples were raising their right hands to their chests, and there was a faint flash of spiritual light in their palms, and Lin Zhi guessed that they might be practicing spiritual power gathering.

When the female disciple's hand was raised, the sleeves of her dress slipped down to her elbows, revealing a white and delicate lotus root, which looked pretty and colorful in the sun.

But I saw that the mentor Zhu Cheng stretched out a fat fleshy hand, dragged the girl's elbow, and said with a smile: "Ajiang, why is your arm shaking? ”

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master. The apprentice priest named Ajan replied softly.

Zhu Cheng smiled again: "If you want to release the spiritual power missile, the posture of the hand must be accurate and in place, and there can be no deviation, just like, this ......"

As he spoke, his fat hand gently started from Ajiang's elbow and slowly stroked upwards along her forearm.