My practice with the fairy

Chapter 178 Little thief, found it! (ask for tickets)

On the third day, the saint girl got information about Chunfeng helping Duan Yu.

Why did she attach so much importance to a young man who just arrived? The saint didn't say, and Xiaozhu didn't dare to ask.

She always feels that what the saint does has its own deep meaning.

Anyway, the Holy Maiden definitely didn't investigate the man because of her interest in that aspect.

Although this piece of jade can defeat the iron monk and is handsome, it is absolutely nothing in the eyes of the saint.

After all, the men of the same generation who can get in touch with the saint are either princes or nobles, or sons of aristocratic families.

For example, the second son of the Zhu family known as the "little unicorn" is by no means an existence that ordinary princes and nobles can compare to.

Even if the lady has a Taoist partner in the future, she should be such a character. Duan Yu, hehe, if she is really handsome, she will match her well.

Ye Ning got the information that cost nearly a hundred taels of silver to buy, and read it carefully.

"Duan Yu, the word Lu Hei."

It has to be said that this time Jing Yue wrote his own information very cautiously, he didn't even mention the most convenient water-stopping vest, and just made up a half-truth and half-fake life experience.

This life experience combined with the second young lady's false identity before, can be traced for investigation, not afraid of investigation, it can be said that it is as difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake Monkey King.

He is naturally very satisfied with his handwriting.

It feels really good to cheat people and get money.

The saint girl carefully read the plain and flawless information, and didn't put it down immediately.

This didn't fit her usual straightforward temperament.

Because she felt something was wrong.

She couldn't help asking: "Are all the character files in Juanyu Pavilion in this style?"

Xiaozhu raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't the character files similar?"

Taichu Sect naturally also has an intelligence organization, and it can be said that it is the largest intelligence organization in this area of ​​Sichuan.

Just when Xiao Zhu wanted to see the style of the file, the saint Ye Ning suddenly stood up and said with a serious expression: "Where is the monk Tie Shui?"

Seeing the solemn look of the saint, Xiao Zhu could only nervously say: "It should be that he went to the Qinglong Temple, the nearest sub-temple of Qinglong Temple, to recuperate from his injuries.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Ye Ning had already put on her outer shirt and said, "You wait here for news, I'll go out of the city."

"Saint."

Before Xiao Zhu could react, Ye Ning had already rode away, leaving only a silhouette of her leaving quickly.

"Why did you suddenly come to the Iron Monk again?"

Xiao Zhu wanted to see what was so strange about Duan Yu's dossier, which made the saint rush, but found that the dossier was missing.

After thinking hard for a while, Xiaozhu suddenly realized, and said: "I understand! This piece of jade may be the murderer who kidnapped the magistrate!"

Outside the White Emperor City, the environment was gradually desolate.

The large terraced fields on both sides of the road are gradually replaced by barren mountains and wild forests.

The sun is slanting to the west, and the afterglow smears the world like blood, making everything more profound.

The rapid sound of horseshoes startled the blackbirds on both sides of the road, Ye Ning put on a cloak, one man and one horse galloped on this deserted dirt road.

The oncoming wind blew up the hem of the cloak, revealing her long legs wrapped in the fabric, so a picture of a sassy heroine riding a horse was stretched out.

It's just that in this desolate environment, no one appreciates it.

Ye Ning's heart was a little confused.

It can even be said that there is a bit of chaos.

The content of the dossier about Duan Yu's identity seemed to be okay, but what made her feel wrong was the way it was narrated.

Yes, the narration of the dossier is very much like a storyteller telling a story.

In other words, it's very much like a thief telling a story.

Thinking of this, Ye Ning couldn't help but speed up her heartbeat, so the sound of the horse's hooves also speeded up, and she went to the Qinglong Temple.

In the early morning, the Qinglong Temple surrounded by bamboo forests is quiet.

The bird stayed in the tree by the pond, and was finally awakened by the sound of horse hooves, flapping its wings and flying.

The gate of the monastery was closed, Ye Ning got off her horse and pushed it open roughly.

"Who! How dare you trespass on Qinglong Zen?"

Ye Ning, who was leading a horse with one hand, shot him to the ground before a great monk could finish the word "courtyard".

The cold tip of the gun was pressed against his neck, causing goosebumps to form on his skin.

"Where is the molten iron monk?"

The big monk raised his hand and said nervously: "Go to the backyard to seek revenge for molten iron, I'm just a janitor."

"lead the way."

With that said, Ye Ning picked up the tip of the gun, hung the monk on it, and walked inside.

From a distance, she looks like she is releasing paper kites.

The monks from Qinglong Temple came out one after another. After seeing this scene, they couldn't help being furious.

"Who! How dare you come to Qinglong?"

The four words "Chan Yuan scatter wild!" in the monk's mouth were glued to the tip of the gun before they came out, and they were stacked with the senior brother who was guarding the gate.

Just such a light touch, let this group of vicious monks be cautious.

At this time, an old monk stood up and said slowly: "The benefactor is very capable, but this behavior is a bit too domineering."

The janitor monk looked at the tip of the gun that was close at hand, and said nervously: "Master, she is here to find molten iron, and has nothing to do with us."

With a wave of Ye Ning's hand, a token flew into the old monk's hand.

"Teaching Ye Ning in the early days, I just want to see the molten iron, and I hope the master will be happy."

As she spoke, she turned the gun, and the two monks fell to the ground.

Hearing the words "Teaching Ye Ning in the early days", all the monks in the courtyard were shocked.

The Taichu Sect and the Qinglong Temple have always entered the water without violating the river, and they seem to be equal, but in fact this is the way Qinglong Temple puts gold on its face.

Didn't the Taichu Sect say that the number of its followers is ten times or a hundred times that of theirs, even half of the masters in the teaching can push Qinglong Temple evenly.

What's more, they are just a branch of Qinglong Temple.

"It turns out that the Holy Maiden is here in person, and I am far away to welcome you." The old monk saluted.

Seeing the holy woman walking backwards, the old monk hurriedly followed and said, "Holy lady, although Tie Shui made a mistake, he has learned his lesson, and he will definitely not deserve to die."

The old monk thought that the molten iron had offended the young saint, so he couldn't help persuading her.

They knew the temper of this young saint.

Ye Ning said: "The master is serious, I just came to see him."

The old monk didn't believe it, so he could only keep up.

He was worried that Ye Ning said he was just looking at it, but he would kill him with a single shot when he saw molten iron, and then he would be in trouble.

They also want face in Qinglong Temple, no matter how tyrannical the Taichu Sect is, they can't be so tyrannical.

The molten iron was awakened by a noise.

With a bandage wrapped around his head, he looked like a zongzi.

It was painful for him to recuperate, and he finally fell asleep, but was woken up again, and he couldn't help being very annoyed.

Just as he was about to swear, the door opened with a creak, and a beautiful young girl walked in.

This young girl is bright and charming, even he who is often obsessed with women is only surprised.

But at this moment, the molten iron didn't have any dirty thoughts.

Because he could feel the dangerous aura emanating from the girl.

The abbot of the monastery quickly stood beside his bed and said respectfully, "Saint, this is molten iron."

Ye Ning looked at the molten iron that was like a dumpling, walked over and asked, "Who hurt you?"

According to Monk Tie Shui's temper in the past, even if the young woman in front of him was called a holy lady of Laoshizi, he would probably say "None of your business!".

But now he doesn't.

After being severely beaten by Duan Yu, his violent temper has subsided a lot.

What's more, now this woman seems to have a great background.

Seeing the solemn expression on the abbot's face, Monk Tie Shui could only say nonchalantly, "It's from the Spring Breeze Gang, a gangster named Duan Yu."

"How did he beat you?" Ye Ning asked.

"Can you fucking."

"Cough cough!"

As the abbot coughed, Monk Tie Shui came to his senses, swallowed the phrase "Could you not open the pot and carry the pot!", and talked about how Duan Yu beat him.

"The poor monk was also attacked by him at that time, otherwise he must have a good fruit."

"Oh, it hurts!"

With a creak, Ye Ning tore off the cloth tape on Monk Tie Shui's face, revealing his injured face.

His entire face is still in that cracked state, but the cracks are much smaller, like porcelain repaired by craftsmen.

"You said that the force of his stick went straight through your flesh?" Ye Ning asked.

Monk Tie Shui nodded and said, "That's right. The strength is extremely tight, and even has the momentum of cracking. This is the first time I have encountered a situation where the 'golden body' can't hold it."

"what!"

Monk Tie Shui suddenly let out a scream, and his whole body wrapped in cloth belt stood up.

A spear with texture like fire maple was hitting his leg.

Everyone was startled, the monks inside and outside the house had already pulled out the iron rods from their hands, and the old monk also looked nervous, his palms ready to go, and said: "Don't be impulsive, benefactor."

Ye Ning stared at Monk Tie Shui as if he didn't see it, and asked, "Is it such strength?"

Monk Tie Shui's eyes were full of tears, he nodded miserably and said: "Yes! Yes! It's too damn good!"

Ye Ning retracted her gun, turned around and left.

The two guarded monks outside the house even saw the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Thief, found it!

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