I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 45 Are you looking for me to do after-sales service again? (Seeking for further reading)

The second day of longevity practice, after morning class.

Li Lang met Spurs Shi again, and this time he was accompanied by a tall and thin old man. There was a piece of skin on the little old man's mouth. From a distance, it looked like this man didn't have a mouth.

"It's you again? Have we seen each other too often recently?" Li Lang said after introducing Spurs' history into the small courtyard and sitting down.

After all, we are familiar with each other, so it doesn't matter if we joke a little.

For Li Lang, Spurs history is a benefactor who can bring benefits, and he will not be dissatisfied no matter how many times he comes.

Li Lang also suffered a little without Dingqi Pills to cooperate with his practice.

Although the speed of improvement is still outstanding, after all, it is impossible to achieve the feat of the three-day extreme realm before.

Spurs legend said: "There is a point... But now is not the time to talk about this. The envoys have found Yihara Laowu, but they have not caught him yet."

Hearing this, Li Lang said: "Then go and catch him! Why do you ask me? I'm the one who comes up with ideas."

Spurs history sighed: "Now I just need your help to come up with an idea."

"Yiyuan Laowu went to the Magpie Bridge Tower, but was not caught immediately. The messengers used their magical powers to seal off the entire Magpie Bridge Tower to ensure that no one inside could escape."

"But now, there are about 200 guests who have followed the trend in Magpie Tower, including those who have heard the news, bad people, and Shinto people. They can't find out who is Yiyuan Laowu."

Li Lang raised his eyebrows and asked sideways, "Why do you think I can do something about it?"

"I'm only thirteen."

"Just a kid."

Spurs Shi glanced at Li Lang sideways: "Whose child can sleep with an oiran at the age of thirteen? Or an oiran with a long-standing reputation like Lady Jade?"

"I heard that Lady Jade rested for three days after serving you, and then came out to meet people."

"I know that you, the monk at Wangxue Hall of Qingyang Temple, can't really lose your virginity, so what on earth did you do to Lady Jade that night?"

"Okay! I'm fourteen..." Li Lang waved his sleeves helplessly and swept away the non-existent dust on the table.

"But this matter has nothing to do with me! If you can find Yiyuan Laowu, it means that my method is right. The mistake is your arrest."

"So what I deserve must not be less!" Li Lang said firmly.

"I know! I know! But things always have to be solved. Ambassador Wu Zhang sent me a message in the Magpie Bridge Tower and asked me to think of a solution, but what can I do?"

"It won't work even if you test them one by one! If someone passes the test, Yiyuan Laowu only needs to turn into that person and get past it. There are more than two hundred people! If they are centralized and managed, they can't keep an eye on them. , separate management, if anything goes wrong in any link, it will be full of loopholes." Spurs history sighed.

Li Lang: "After you test them one by one, won't you put a specific seal on your hand, and then go to the hall to check the seal on your hand after everything is checked?"

"Or you can agree on a secret code, and those who pass will tell the secret code, and no exchange of rumors is allowed. After the gathering, no one can tell the secret code."

The Spurs historian said distressedly: "Why doesn't it work? Commander Wu has done this a long time ago, and it doesn't work at all."

"If he cannot lock the target directly and quickly, he will create a little commotion and make the crowd more chaotic, and he will hide again."

"I've been going through it over and over again several times."

"If this continues, I'm afraid the messengers will have to kill those idlers first, and then use the old method to investigate when only their own people are left."

As he spoke, Lao Ma almost burst into tears. It was not easy to be an official.

Yangzhou Prefecture was under his rule. Even if hundreds of people died in the city at one time, they could be regarded as respectable people. However, the governor of Spurs could not explain the reason clearly. If the murderer could not be found, he was afraid that he would be in big trouble.

A big black pot hit him hard on the head.

Report the spy to the court?

What is the use?

The envoy was a personal soldier of the Queen, and three tables could be filled with impeachment memorials every day. But as long as the envoy can properly complete the tasks assigned by the Queen, then there will be no problem.

Kill first and report later, imperial power grants, that's how arrogant it is.

Otherwise, we can't let bad people and Shinto people attack them.

Li Lang was indeed thinking of a way, but for a while he had no idea.

"People inside can't come out, and people outside can't get in."

"Then even if I go down the mountain and follow you into the city, when I get to the gate of Magpie Tower, the most I can do is shout through the door and shout inside." Li Lang said.

Spurs immediately called for the little old man who had followed him.

"This is Master Qu. He can transmit and listen to sounds within three hundred miles. However, he cannot send and receive sounds freely, so he keeps his mouth and ears blocked every day."

"We can communicate directly with the people in the building through Mr. Qu." Ma Si said, asking the little old man to release the blocked mouth, and at the same time took out the earplugs blocking the ear holes.

Immediately, this little old man who had a calm face began to become a little nervous.

Her ears moved flexibly, and she seemed to hear a lot of sounds, and occasionally her face showed an expression of interest.

Bang!
On Qingyang Mountain, the ancient bell hanging on the top of the mountain suddenly rang.

The little old man's expression froze, he groaned, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"No! Your magical power caused a reaction from the Qingyang Bell on the top of the mountain."

"Let's go to Xixinyuan on the mountainside. That won't be affected by the Qingyang Bell." Li Lang said.

After all, Qingyang Temple is not a place for leisure.

If anyone can rely on magical powers to eavesdrop on the secrets on Qingyang Mountain, will it be like a sieve that does not leak out?
It must be impossible.

Qingyang Mountain seems peaceful and does not have many special features. In fact, it hides the extraordinary.

If this little old man hadn't used his magical powers in Li Lang's courtyard, the warning bell in the courtyard wouldn't have sounded.

The ringing of the Qingyang Bell was more than just a warning to the little old man.

Instead, he directly used his power to shock him to death.

The three of them descended halfway down the mountain first and sat down in the dormitory where Li Lang originally lived.

At this time, all the young monks in Xixinyuan were practicing martial arts or sparring outside, and there was basically no one in the dormitory.

"His magical power seems to be disobedient and unable to send and receive it freely?" Li Lang said to Ma Shi.

Qu Ye explained to himself: "When I was practicing martial arts, my true energy was diverted from the acupoints, so that there were errors when I synthesized the magical powers. When it came to magical powers, the problem became even bigger."

Generally speaking, it is very clear that whatever martial arts you learn will lead to the opening of certain acupoints.

But that's normal.

Some people's martial arts training is incomplete, or there are omissions and errors in it. If they practice forcefully, they may open up the wrong acupoints, that is, they may become possessed.

In this case, even if a magical power is obtained by chance, it will not be able to send and receive from the heart as normal, but will be out of control to a certain extent.

This is also the suffering of casual cultivators.

Many people who practice on their own and start cultivating after finding some unknown secrets from somewhere are already half-stepping on the threshold of becoming possessed.

Among casual cultivators, there are not many who can truly succeed in cultivation, but the number is really small.

(End of this chapter)