Fragrance is good for purifying the heart

Chapter 190
"Brother Beimian, I..." Beimian's words seemed to tap into Long Leyin's worries. He was indeed worried that something might happen to Xiu'er.

Seeing that Long Leyin was silent for a long time, Bei Mian asked again: "Do you have anything personal to her?"

Long Leyin thought for a long time, with hesitation and worry on his face. After a while, he walked to Nangong Wenxiu's dressing table, hesitantly picked up the comb she used to comb her hair, and said to the wooden comb: "Xiu'er, The matter has come to this, and I have no other choice, so don’t blame me..."

After saying that, he gently held the wooden comb in the palm of his hand, glanced at the people in Qiu Zi Palace hesitantly, and recited the mantra of high-level microscopic observation: "Ziwei fights around, observe the subtle magic." , fog mirror, open..."

Originally, Jade Face Beimian could also perform this high-level microscopic technique, but Long Leyin didn't want to trick anyone else. He wanted to be the first to see it, so that if any inconvenience occurred, he would be the first to end the observation early. Micro skills.

After the disaster at Mingjing Lake, An He acted more cautiously and low-key. He did not dare to show his face in Haixing Port again, because the streets of Haixing Port were now covered with the portraits of "Qiong Yulang" who became famous overnight. According to Ni's portrait, rich people are spreading rumors that Qiong Yulang is feminine and beautiful. Now he is the new favorite of Mr. Bei, and he may become a famous actor in Tianhe Continent in the future.

They didn't know that in just a few dozen days, Mr. Bei's "new favorite", who was famous all over Hong Kong, had been sunk to the bottom of the Mirror Lake by Mr. Wu, Mr. Bei's crony.

If it weren't for An He's fate, I'm afraid he would be almost the same as Mulan next to him.

He deliberately put a rag of coarse cloth on his body that he bought from a beggar, smeared his striking face with putty, and wrapped a rag of cloth on his head to cover his milky white hair. The long hair is no longer so eye-catching.

He sat in a corner of the market, holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, imitating a beggar and begging for food. However, he sat there for almost noon, but no one was willing to give him any money.

"Mulan, are you sure Qi Zhaoyan will pass by here?" An He asked the urn in his arms in a low voice while sitting on the roadside begging for food.

It was just past noon at this time, and Mulan's ghost strength was weak and she couldn't bear the sun at all, so she could only answer in a low voice and timidly, and she couldn't show up.

"Well, I guess we have to wait... my benefactor... I can't show up yet. Maybe after a while, I can shrink into the shadows over there."

According to Mulan's ghost power, there will be a woman named Qi Zhaoyan on the human trafficking line of Mr. Bei. She feels very guilty for joining this business and is often full of guilt. Recently, she has She often had thoughts of leaving the profession.

After An He heard Mulan's speculation, he immediately decided to instigate rebellion against this woman named Qi Zhaoyan.However, he has never seen her and does not know what she looks like. He can only judge from Mulan's speculation that this woman named Qi Zhaoyan must not have bad character. Otherwise, how could she often feel guilty?
A truly bad guy to the core will not have any bottom line, let alone any sense of guilt.

But now he is disguised as a beggar, showing only a pair of pitiful eyes, begging to passers-by, hoping to meet this woman named Qi Zhaoyan and successfully instigate her rebellion.

The sun turned slightly to the west, and Qi Zhaoyan never appeared at all. The sun gradually weakened, and the shadow between the eaves and the wall became larger and larger. Just when Anhe wanted to change another place to beg again, a series of money suddenly appeared. There was a crisp sound when it fell into the bowl.

With a series of "ding ding dong dong" sounds, An He looked at a handful of money falling into the empty broken bowl. He looked up again and saw a woman in her early 30s. There were no decorations on her head and a She only wore a purple plain skirt, her face was upright, and she didn't wear any makeup, but she gave people a pure and kind feeling.

An He stared at her for a long time, and the woman also stared at his pitiful eyes with a kind expression, and a smile appeared on her mouth:
"Do good every day."

"Thank you, eldest sister." An He didn't take it seriously at first, but he felt the urn in his arms was shaking violently, and he knew something was wrong. Seeing that the eldest sister was about to leave, he stopped her again and asked more questions. One sentence:
"Sister, please stay. Is your surname Qi?" A look of surprise suddenly appeared on the face of the eldest sister, and she said, "How did you know..."

She seemed to have thought of something again, her face was guarded, she took a step back and waved her hands repeatedly, "My surname is not Qi, you have mistaken me for the wrong person."

After saying that, he was about to leave again, but his steps became more urgent.

An He recognized her and shouted at her back: "Qi Zhaoyan, Sister Qi, someone asked me to wait for you here. I have been waiting here for most of the day."

Unexpectedly, An He didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Qi Zhaoyan ran away, walking through the streets and alleys, just to get rid of An He. Wherever An He was willing to obey, Qi Zhaoyan chased after him. .

An He was quick on his feet and good at martial arts. Soon he blocked Qi Zhaoyan deep in an alley. He grabbed her shoulder. Qi Zhaoyan was immediately frightened and turned to look at An He. , with a face full of fear, as if he had been caught doing something wrong, and kept pleading in a low voice:
"I didn't betray the prince, I didn't betray him, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

She obviously regarded An He as someone sent by Mr. Bei, but from her tone, An He seemed to have been caught out because she wanted to expose the bad things Mr. Bei had done.

An He had no choice but to relax her grip and comfort her with gentle words, "Sister, I'm not the person sent by Master Bei. Who do you think I am?"

As he spoke, he took off the tattered cloth wrapping his face, revealing a face that was both feminine and handsome——

"Qiong Yulang?" Qi Zhaoyan exhaled in a low voice and looked at his face in surprise, "Why are you here? Aren't you the prince's new favorite?"

"She is also her enemy. She instigated Mr. Wu to sink me into the lake. It's a pity that my fate is not good enough for the Lord of Hell to accept me."

An He told the truth and had no intention of hiding it from her. He just wanted to gain Qi Zhaoyan's trust so that he could find out some useful information.

"How do I know if you are lying to me?" Qi Zhaoyan regained some composure, but still looked wary, unwilling to believe him easily.

"I actually have another identity. I am the government's Golden Ling Messenger, and I am tracking down the human traffickers on Mr. Bei's line."

So, An He told the story of how he started to trace this line, and even the things he had to trace all the way from Chunzhou Town to Mingxi Mansion and then to Haixing Port. Qi Zhaoyan.

"You... why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid that I will tell Mr. Bei?" Qi Zhaoyan stared at his face, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"No," An He shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled at the elder sister, "You won't. You are a kind-hearted person in your bones. Someone told me that you have been feeling guilty recently and don't want to do this job anymore. She also told me that you might be able to tell me some things that have been bothering you for a long time, such as what the scumbags like Mr. Bei did..."

　Qi Zhaoyan: How do you know my last name?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)