Chapter Seventy-Three: Darkness Under the Light

Bai Ling'er thought of the goddess who died in the thunderstorm of the world, and felt uncomfortable. After being silent for a long time, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a champa and said:

"If it were me, I wouldn't just let the enemy go and let my relatives and friends be slaughtered. Uncle Zhang, I accepted this birthday gift. After the Oiran Festival, the sisters were arranged. I myself will never leave White Sands City. If the king, you, Uncle Tong, and Uncle Tie all die, and I have no relatives in the world, what is the meaning of living? ”

Zhang Muzhi said with a smile:

"Stupid girl, the flowers in the mortal world bloom, no one can hide from birth, old age, sickness and death. All the elders will leave first, and you have to live well and find someone to be with you for the rest of your life. On the day of the City God's Temple Ring Competition, didn't he shout to the young man 'raise the case and raise his eyebrows', but he couldn't regret it. ”

Bai Ling'er glanced at the other party and grinned:

"I'm a little woman, not a big husband, of course I can regret it."

Zhang Muzhi shook his head helplessly, took out two pieces of paper from the drawer, pushed the first one over first, and said seriously:

"Young Immortal Master, it's terrifyingly big. Ling'er, you must seize the opportunity, there are a lot of women who want to chase him...... The spy questioned a number of people he had seen at the Paradise, and the artist drew a portrait based on the oral description. You first see what it looks like, and then make a conclusion if you are satisfied or not. ”

Bai Ling'er curiously picked up the paper and saw the goldfish eye bubbles, the cheeks and flesh, and the face was densely covered with pimples. Immediately disgusted, he threw it on the table, and said:

"No matter how good his ability is, no matter how powerful he is, I am not uncommon, I don't want it."

Zhang Muzhi laughed a few times and pushed another piece of paper over.

"Before the decisive battle against Binghu in the ring, a young man named 'Xintianyou' appeared in the Treasure Pavilion, and injured nearly a hundred warriors. We deduce that he is the beater, and we draw a portrait based on witnesses. The so-called acne is just a cover-up with secret techniques. ”

Bai Ling'er glanced at it hastily, saw the young man on the portrait with clear eyebrows, and muttered:

"This one is pretty much the same, it's quite handsome, but it's a little darker."

Then he lifted the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, and raised his eyebrows in surprise. After looking at it again, he couldn't wait to shout:

"Oh my God, that's possible...... Uncle Zhang, you know this person! ”

What the?

Zhang Muyi took back the portrait, looked at it for a while, and was still confused, and asked in confusion:

"Who is it?"

Ah...... Bai Ling'er got up and stomped her feet. He simply went around to the opposite side, covered the chin of the person in the painting with his palm, and said:

"Look again, like whom?"

The Scout Master glared for more than ten seconds and exclaimed:

"Dong Shu! But no, his chin is round, his skin is white and red, and he is purely a nerd. The day after Dong Shumin came to the county seat, I went to visit them, and Dong Shu was just over a meter away. I didn't notice any aura and mana, but I found that his qi and blood were weak, which was in line with the physique of the vein-intercepting ......"

Bai Ling'er sat back in place, and said triumphantly:

"Hehe, Uncle Zhang, are you dark under the lamp...... Changing your face and complexion is as easy as a matter for a master, even me. You have a preconceived idea that Dong Shu is a nerd and excludes him from the object of suspicion. What if he's a better master than you?

"On the day that Qin Tianjian tested the spiritual root, Shu Min stepped into the Condensation Realm. Where will it be the young son of Wuwei Hou, the opponent of Shaowei who is condensing Gang Jiuzhong? I asked, but she just giggled and wouldn't tell. Everyone thought about the aspect of the 'Tianlinggen' leapfrogging battle, but they didn't expect that it was Dong Shu who was the first to fight against Shao Wei at that time, and he was completely able to trick his hands and feet unconsciously.

"Moreover, Dong Shu wrote "Hundred Character Text" at the Taoli Banquet, but I stared at it without even blinking. When he finished writing, he was stunned and suddenly looked up at the sky. I followed along, but I didn't find anything. Later, the Secret Investigation Division analyzed that the white crane was hovering in the sky at an altitude of 100,000 meters. You say, how did he know?

Also, after he looked up to the sky and looked around. My eyes were dark, and I fainted from the wine. You say, just one glance, more than 100 people immediately fainted, what a profound realm? If I hadn't seen the portrait, I wouldn't have guessed it from him. Now that I have this answer, looking back, there are flaws everywhere.

"The rat went through the wall, the four balls were against each other, and the answer was instantaneous; Eternal gods, with a stroke of the pen. Do you know how much he drank? One bowl of Guifan, two bowls of Nirvana, and three bowls of double-steamed immortal brew returning to heaven, he poured more than three catties, as if it was fine...... It's more than three catties, even if it's plain water, I can't drink it......"

Zhang Muzhi let out a toothache, took a deep breath, and drank the tea in the cup and was shocked.

"Oh, the original ...... I see...... The white crane must have been killed by him as well...... I'm afraid of angering the golden-bodied Arhat, so I haven't used the trick of 'old horse to know the way' to investigate. It's simple now, send someone to Qiyun County and ask Dong Shumin who is going out of the city with, where is the real Dong Shu, and everything will be clear...... Hahaha, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes......"

As the sad-looking middle-aged man spoke, he leaned back and laughed so hard that he burst into tears.

Bai Ling'er silently crumpled the "pimple" paper and handed it over.

Zhang Muzhi took the paper and was about to wipe his face, but when he found that something was wrong, he immediately threw it away, raised his sleeves, and shouted:

"Girl, no big or small, play tricks on your uncle. Go ahead and close the windows tightly. ”

As an amateur spy of the Secret Investigation Division, Bai Ling'er knew that once the commander raised his vigilance in his official room, he had a top-secret matter to explain.

After she closed the window and sat back, Zhang Muzhi regained her composure and said:

"Ling'er, what I'm telling you now is the most dark, bloody and bizarre top-secret case in the history of China, and you can't confide a word to the outside world. Moreover, it is closely related to the current situation, and it is also closely related to the fate of you, me, and the royal party. Next, you will be assigned a very important task. ”

Roger that!

Bai Ling'er did not hesitate, "I will not fail in my mission." “