My imagination has come true

Song Si is not a fool. Although he doesn't know much about martial arts affairs, he is still very serious about his work.

Although he was in a hurry to pick up the task, he still worked very hard, reading every word carefully with the "report|report" along the way.

The person who wrote the letter was obviously very eager and serious, and his words were so convincing that he almost swore that there was something wrong with Yue Qingqing.

The information submitted by others is also very rich.

The more Song Si looked at it, the more he felt that this Yue Qingqing was abnormal.

He saw various Yuncheng newspapers attached to the letter, and many reporters said that she had all hands and eyes, controlled the relatives of Chi Ze and others, and threatened them to do things for her.

(Mu Qingyun: "...")
Song Si still believed in this three-thirds-could there be fake things printed in black and white in the newspaper?There is no evidence, can you write indiscriminately?
(Mu Qingyun: "Is this kid a bit too obedient? At first glance, he looks like an obedient boy who has never read any tabloids.")
As soon as he arrived in Yuncheng, he felt a special atmosphere from the very beginning.

Song Si became more and more nervous, staring at Mu Qingyun with burning eyes.

Chi Ze, Mu Changfeng, and others all surrounded him, looking up at him with great interest.

Mu Changfeng laughed so hard that his chest thumped, and even the thin sword Changyuan in his sleeve sang softly, making a sound like laughter.

Mu Qingyun silently put down the paperwork in his hand, feeling strange in his heart. He always felt that his current attitude was very arrogant in the eyes of others, and he almost couldn't help but want to say a villain's line to suit the situation.

"Expand it in detail."

"Tell me how our Qingqing arrested my senior sister and threatened me."

Mu Changfeng asked with a suppressed smile.

After all, Mu Qingyun was kinder than them, and slapped him back with a slap. He said concisely and clearly, with a solemn expression: "My parents just divorced, and my mother and I changed my surname to Yue. My name is now Yue Qingqing."

"Zhang Qingqing is also me. Before changing my surname, I and I... my father's surname is Zhang."

"I didn't catch anyone."

"I don't know if you can tell the realm of martial arts, but let me introduce you in general. I am now entering the subtle state, and the Chi Ze and Mu Changfeng you mentioned are both masters of breaking the illusion."

"Chi Ze's adopted sister is Gao Shan, the patriarch of the Gao family in the south of the Yangtze River, and her martial arts are not inferior to Chi Ze's."

"As for Mu Changfeng's senior sister, although her realm has fallen due to injuries in the early years, she is now only in the realm of seeking truth, but she still has a record of one sword and one small delusion last year. can escape."

"I'm 15 years old this year. I'm genuine. I don't have the skills to improve my appearance. A high level of cultivation can indeed reduce aging. It can reduce aging, but it's not rejuvenation."

Song Si was stunned for a moment when he heard it, his mind was spinning rapidly, and his expression was also changing.

From time to time, snickering came from around.

Mu Qingyun greeted, and asked the senior sister in the martial arts hall to help bring all the materials for the Anbang Dingguo Competition.

The senior sisters of the Yuncheng Martial Arts School worked very hard to make an "Achievement Booklet" exclusive to Mu Qingyun early on, and now there is a thick and large book.

According to Chen Yi, when Qingqing becomes a teacher in the future and wins the leader in the big competition, when the time comes, this thing will be her growth experience, and everyone must be curious.

Every game in the data has a detailed record.

Mu Qingyun naturally opened the first page and explained it to Song Si in detail.

Her expression was flat, Song Si frowned, he hesitated to speak, and there was a faint strangeness on his face.

The expressions of the surrounding audience gradually became strange, and suddenly they all laughed out loud, interrupting Song Si who was about to speak.

Chi Ze hurriedly pressed down on the document, coughing so hard that he could hardly speak: "Qingqing, I think if you continue to explain it, it may not be able to explain it clearly."

Just looking at these materials, Chi Ze felt that there was something wrong with Yue Qingqing.

When she played, she wasn't even a ninth-level martial artist. She entered the micro-realm with a lot of fighting, and then won smoothly to the end.

She even defeated Mu Luosheng.

Chi Ze actually knew the news, but he had never had such a deep understanding before.

He always thought that Mu Qingyun was a senior in the subtle realm from the very beginning.Although it was surprising to win against Mu Luosheng, it was not impossible.

Fifteen-year-old masters are rare, but the Ming Dynasty is not a country that lacks geniuses.

For example, the current prince, who is very close to Mu Changfeng's name, surpassed the sword master of the Three Islands at the time when he was 13 years old, cutting off the opponent's tentacles and praising our country.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are geniuses.

But after reading these materials and listening to Mu Qingyun's understatement about how she finished the game, Chi Ze suspected that everyone here was helping Qingqing to play fake matches together.

Song Si stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Qingyun.

He would have been convinced by this one.

After all, the other party is so sincere!

Song Si took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He represented the government office and the face of the court. He remembered what his boss had said to him before he left.

Their most important duty, besides supervision, is to maintain the stability of the martial arts.

It is not easy for the heroes in the rivers and lakes. Thinking more about things and thinking more about each other is the way to get along with each other for a long time.

Now that the masters all over the world are holding this woman, is she a taboo in the world?
Song Si's thoughts flashed for a while.

Mu Qingyun blinked, looked at the information, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Why can't you explain it clearly?"

She had no choice but to ask Song Si: "How about this? If you have witnesses and evidence, you can show them. I don't mind confronting the witnesses face to face."

It's not good for Mu Qingyun to directly ask who the whistleblower is, but it's okay to ask in a roundabout way.

Song Sideng was alert.

Mu Qingyun was helpless: "In broad daylight, under the bright sky, can I still do things like murder and silence?"

Chen Yi came over from the rostrum, heard the words and said with a smile: "I found that person, hum, I will find someone to invite him to the martial arts hall as a guest later."

Mu Changfeng laughed loudly: "I also want to meet this fairy!"

Song Si: "!!"

Mu Qingyun was helpless.

Chen Yi laughed: "It's a kid who moved from Chang County to our Yuncheng half a year ago. This kid is a thorn in the side. He picks other people's thorns all day long, but he can't see himself."

"Last month, he went to the county government to sue Sun Da, who sells tofu, saying that Sun Da's tofu is shoddy, otherwise it would not be possible to sell it so cheaply. Tsk, the magistrate scolded him, and he scolded the magistrate whenever he met. It's a lever."

Mu Qingyun was terrified: "So, is it true or false about 'substituting second best'?"

The tofu eaten in the Samsara was purchased from Sun Da.

Mu Qingyun has tasted it, and his tofu tastes very good. Just stewed, it doesn't have a strong beany smell like other tofu, but has a fresh smell like grass.

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

Chen Yi smiled wryly, "That kid is just a mallet. Sun Dafu sells cheap tofu because he went to the village to collect beans. Moreover, Sun Da is rich, and he sells tofu just because he doesn't want to lose his family business."

"This is really dirty. People see everything dirty."

"Bah, nonsense!"

Before Chen Yi finished speaking, a 27-year-old young man jumped out from the first row of the auditorium next to her, his eyes widened and he was filled with righteous indignation, "Just you people, how dare you say that you are innocent? They are all broken into pieces." There is no wrongdoing in Wanduan!"