Talent Roulette

Chapter 157

Compared with the daytime, the night in Longyang City is much quieter. Except for a few areas that are dimly lit, there are basically only weak candlelight in other places.

The arrival of the immortal master does not change the people's day, and life goes on as usual.

Without Zhou Hao's order, the magistrates of Longyang City did not dare to step within the range stipulated by Zhou Hao. Compared with other places in Longyang City, this place is much quieter.

There was no candlelight in the room, Zhou Hao sat cross-legged on the soft bed and practiced "Tian Yi Jue", while Xiao Qing slept on the floor.

"Xiaoqing, it's time to get up."

The moment Zhou Hao opened his eyes, Xiaoqing also stood up from the ground without a trace of muddling.

Xiaoqing learned to be good. At such an important moment, if Zhou Hao called him, if he didn't get up, he would be facing Zhou Hao's soles.

Especially at this time, Zhou Hao would not simply kick one kick and finish the job, but would kick several kicks at once.

"Zhou Hao, are you sure the two of them live in the city?"

"Not sure." Zhou Hao glanced at Xiaoqing, and he knew what he wanted to say later, Zhou Hao would not give him a chance, "If you don't search Longyang City tonight, you don't want to sleep."

Night is the best time to act. They need to find the two monks during the day and observe them for a few days to determine who is the murderer.

The bounty for this type of task is a bit higher, and relatively speaking, the difficulty is also high. First of all, it is more troublesome to find out who the murderer is.

The trouble is that it's a little troublesome, but Zhou Hao doesn't regret it at all, after all, there are more spiritual stones.

Zhou Hao left the room, and Xiao Qing reluctantly followed.The two of them jumped over the wall and left the government, and no one knew that they were no longer in the government.

There is no moonlight tonight, and the world is even darker. This environment is just right and very conducive to their whereabouts.

Two black figures moved quickly in Longyang City. Occasionally, people went out and felt something was wrong. They only regarded this phenomenon as a strange wind.

In less than half an hour, they ran all over Longyang City, and finally found a target, who looked to be in his 50s, a monk with an eighth level of Qi Refining, his face was very distinctive, very black .

Without the help of his spiritual consciousness, Zhou Hao doubted whether the person lying on the bed was a piece of black wood quietly placed there.

"Xiaoqing, I will leave this monk to you. As long as you find him acting strangely, like staring at low-ranking monks when going out, you can't help but be polite to him." Zhou Hao explained to Xiaoqing, and at the end, he added, "It's best to beat him to a disability, not to death, I will come and deal with it."

Xiaoqing nodded her head, expressing that she understands that she will definitely not be able to sleep well in the next few days.

Although sleep is not a very necessary rest for Xiaoqing, but sleeping is a very comfortable thing. It can empty the world and stay away from the trouble of not eating.

"Look at him well for me. As long as the mission is completed, I will reward you well." Seeing Xiaoqing's appearance, Zhou Hao decided to promise a verbal reward for the safety of the mission.

Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became much more energetic.

Reassured, Zhou Hao began to look for another Qi-refining seventh-level monk, in his thirties, tall and tall, with short hair.

In the next half a stick of incense, Zhou Hao found this short-haired man in a remote alley in Longyang City.Different from the black-faced old man, the short-haired man at the seventh level of Qi Refining is practicing very hard.

Cultivators in the Qi refining period must have enough rest time every day. If they continue to practice, they will only get twice the result with half the effort, which is very bad.

Using his spiritual sense to carefully perceive the spiritual power of the short-haired man, Zhou Hao can be sure that this short-haired man is definitely a casual cultivator. His cultivation skills are very poor, and he should be the one who suffers when facing monks of the same realm.

Zhou Hao hid in a place that was easy to be ignored, as if he disappeared from this world.

A little more than half an hour later, the short-haired man immediately fell asleep on the bed, not at all wary of the outside world.

This short-haired man still knows how long the monks at the seventh floor of Qi refining need to rest at least every day.

For five days in a row, the magistrate of Longyang City thought about a question every day, whether he should visit the immortal master.After five days, there was no movement in the room where the immortal master lived, as if the world had evaporated.

The immortal master specifically confessed not to come in without his order, otherwise the consequences will be borne by himself.

Niu Longhu, a disciple of Pan Mo Sect, has been wandering around the government office from time to time these few days, just wanting to know some news about this disciple of Tianyi Sect, so that he can go back and report to Elder Li.

However, in the past few days, he didn't even see the core disciples of Tianyi Sect.This is completely unlike his previous style. Logically speaking, he should have taken action long ago.

There is no other way, Niu Longhu can only report this news to Elder Li.

At the moment when he left Longyang City, Niu Longhu suddenly patted himself on the head.

"Why didn't I think of it? Elder Li just asked me to lead this core disciple of the Tianyi Sect to him. This 'leading' misled me. I shouldn't have been thinking about leading this Tianyi Sect directly. The core disciples will take them there, won’t it be enough?”

After thinking carefully for a while, Niu Longhu thought that this method was feasible, so he returned to Longyang City and went directly to the gate of the government.

"Idlers are not allowed to enter!" Two soldiers in their prime stopped Niu Longhu's way.

Niu Longhu stretched out his right hand, spread his palm, and read the Fa Jue, a crimson fireball quickly formed on the palm of his right hand.

The temperature emitted by the fireball can be felt by two young soldiers.

"The Immortal Master!"

Niu Longhu nodded in satisfaction, "I'm here to find your immortal masters, let me in, otherwise you won't be able to take responsibility if something goes wrong."

The two middle-aged soldiers looked at each other. After being soldiers for so many years, they still knew some very basic rules of the fairy world.

There is no special reason, immortals must not attack mortals, so after knowing that Niu Longhu is an immortal, they only have respect and no fear.

Immortals have two identities, one has the responsibility to maintain some self-order, and the other does not care about anything. The former has a special costume to identify it, and the immortal in front of him is obviously the latter.

The former can be released, the latter...

"Master Immortal, please wait here for a while, I will go in and inform the Lord first."

Without waiting for Niu Longhu's answer, the soldier rushed into the official mansion.

Niu Longhu just snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)