"You are the Yang Zixu who is on the Tiger Head Peak and fights the world's heroes, right?" Mi Sirou asked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Zixu nodded, "It's exactly below." “

Mi Sirou circled around Yang Zixu a few times, looked him up and down, and said, "I was also at Hutou Peak that day, but I just looked at you from a distance, and it was not clear. I found out today that Yang Daxia is really beautiful. “

"Don't dare to be, Miss Mi is too...... It is also beautiful and generous, and it is touching. Yang Zixu looked at her, so he had to make up a random word to praise her.

Mi Sirou smiled, and she said, "What did you just hear?"

Yang Zixu said with a straight face: "These lewd thieves have already chosen their targets, and they are the Nie Shengyuan family in Nie's Village, thirty miles south of the city. I'm afraid it's going to happen in the next two days!"

"I found these people strange in Datong Mansion, and I followed them all the way here, but they have not committed crimes, and it is not easy for me to arrest them. “

"Oh, do you know what sect they are?"

"Along the way, they haven't fought against anyone, but they should all be practitioners. I suspect that they are White Lotus. “

"It's the White Lotus Sect again! Yang Zixu said angrily.

"Now the White Lotus Sect and the Red Sleeve Palace have been merged under a single command called Manichaeism. Mi Sirou said.

Yang Zixu nodded and said, "I've heard of this too." This Manichaeism was established in the Tang Dynasty, and disappeared at the end of the Tang Dynasty. “

"What is this Manichaeism doing badly?" Mi Sirou asked in surprise.

"This ...... This is this!" Yang Zixu was stunned when asked, this Manichaeism did not do anything bad except for the merger of the Red Sleeve Palace and the White Lotus Sect, but he still said stiffly: "This Manichaeism is in the company of the White Lotus Sect, the Red Sleeve Palace, etc., what kind of good person can it be?"

"Hmph, the little girl originally had a lot of respect for Yang Daxia, but I didn't expect you to be that vulgar person. Mi Sirou looked at Yang Zixu, who was not convinced, and continued: "Can't Manichaeism turn those two cults into famous and decent ones?"

Mi Sirou sank and continued: "Regarding the matter of Tiger Head Peak, does Yang Daxia think that what these six major sects have done can be regarded as a famous and decent family?"

Yang Zixu was shocked in his heart, yes, on Hutou Peak, these six major sects knew that Ying Lian's flesh and blood could live forever, and they fought with their lives for Ying Lian's flesh and blood. If it weren't for the unparalleled martial arts in the world, I was afraid that the six major sects would fight on the spot.

Yang Zixu was stunned for a while, and then said: "Hey, what is justice and what is evil? It is all in the minds of people, where is there an absolutely good person in this world, and there will be no absolute evil person!"

Mi Sirou smiled: "Yang Daxia, there are seven villains on the other side now, what should we do next?"

Yang Zixu sighed and said: "I originally wanted to find out where they went to commit crimes, and then I went there in advance to be a housekeeper, a martial artist in the nursing home or something, and then took them down while they were committing crimes." But I didn't think that I was overheard just now and hit by them, and now that they know my face, there is no way to implement this plan. “

Mi Sirou smiled, "This is easy to do. After speaking, she took out a small wooden box from under the bed, and after opening it, it was full of rouge gouache or something, she picked up a brush, dipped it in gouache and drew it on Yang Zixu's face.

After a pillar of incense, Mi Sirou took out a fake beard and wig again, and put it on Yang Zixu.

Yang Zixu stood up and looked at the bronze mirror, only to see that he had become a white-faced man in his thirties, even if Zhang Zhenren and other familiar people were present, he couldn't recognize him as Yang Zixu.

"What a magical make-up technique. Yang Zixu sighed.

"It's called transfiguration. Mi Sirou said.

Yang Zixu nodded, and said in his heart, this was called makeup at our time, forget it, let's follow the customs.

Mi Sirou continued: "This makeup can last long, you just need to pay attention to washing your face every day, don't rub your face too hard. “

"What does Miss Mi mean, I'll go to Nie Shengyuan's house now?" Yang Zixu asked.

Mi Sirou nodded and said, "Yang Daxia will go now, and I will continue to keep an eye on them here." If they do go to Nie Shengren's house, we will meet there. If they go somewhere else, I'll follow them first, and then I'll go to Nie Shengren's house to inform you. “

Yang Zixu thought about it, there was no better way, he got up and opened the window, and then said to Mi Sirou: "I am now under the pseudonym Gao Feng, don't shout wrong when the time comes." “

Mi Sirou smiled: "Okay. “

Yang Zixu smiled, turned around and jumped from the house to the street, at this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and when he saw someone jumping on the street, he was just about to be surprised, but he saw that the person dodged three times and dodged twice, and disappeared from the street......

Niejiazhuang, thirty miles south of Hejian Prefecture, has more than 300 households in this village, which can be regarded as a big village.

The largest household in Nie's village is the Nie Shengren's family, and his family's house is in the north of the village.

Yang Zixu saw this house from a distance, and saw the red walls and green tiles ten feet long, and the triple courtyard was more than half a mile deep. A pair of stone lions at the door show everyone's demeanor.

Yang Zixu arrived at the door of Nie's house, where there were two family members, one fat and one thin, and the thinner family stopped him and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Yang Zixu was stunned for a moment, then touched his beard, and said with a smile: "This little brother, I'll look for Nie Shengren, please excuse me." “

"Are you related to my master?"

Yang Zixu shook his head.

"Then you are a messenger sent by the government?"

Yang Zixu shook his head again.

The thin man looked at him, put his hands on his waist, and said with his nose to the sky: "My master is not at home." “

Yang Zixu said in his heart: Your family was targeted by thieves, and I came to help you, but I was blocked at the door by this evil ding.

Yang Zixu turned around and was just about to leave, when he saw a sedan chair in the distance coming straight here.

After a while, the sedan chair arrived, and a thin middle-aged man in his forties got out of the sedan chair. As soon as he saw Yang Zixu, he asked, "This brother, who are you looking for here?"

Yang Zixu arched his hand and said, "I want to meet Nie Shengren." “

The man said, "No, it's here, what are you looking for me?"

Yang Zixu said: "In Xiawudang, the disciple is at the peak, and his ancestral home is Datong, Shanxi. This time I went down the mountain to return home, who knew that my family had moved to Beiping, and I had to dare to go to Beiping to find relatives. I think ...... next"

The thin man who guarded the door said: "You want to borrow some silver taels from my master, and when you find a relative, you must return it to my master, right?"

Yang Zixu hasn't spoken yet.

Another fat man said: "Like you, borrowing silver, like a scoundrel sinking into the sea, my lord has seen a lot." Today, uncle, I will teach you a good lesson. “

After the fat man finished speaking, the stick in his hand went straight to Yang Zixu's face and opened it, only to hear a crisp sound......