Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Ying was wearing a black shirt. Although the black shirt was as wide as possible, it still showed her graceful figure in the fluttering.

She sat down gracefully, which was out of tune with the people around her.

She ordered a bowl of wontons and asked for two more wontons. She looked very skilled and still attracted people's attention.

She sat here like a crane standing among chickens. There was no way she could not attract the attention of others.

Fakong sat at the table, shook his head and smiled.

It was indeed inappropriate for her to observe it herself. The light was too dazzling.

But this inappropriateness was not necessarily really inappropriate. After all, no one knew that she was the Green Clothes Internal Secretary.

She was dressed in black and had a good temperament. She was mistaken for a martial arts heroine.

The assassin might think that if he really wanted to monitor him, the people he sent would not be so open and so eye-catching.

It still depends on Li Ying's actions.

She ordered wontons and sat quietly at the table, with a straight waist and a slender neck forming a beautiful arc.

Starry eyes looked around boredly, and finally fell on the assassin.

The assassin was a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and a slightly bloated figure, which was the common figure of older people.

He tied a white apron around his waist, which was washed clean and had no stains on it.

His mediocre face was a bit polite and humble. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man who made a living by selling wontons. He could not bear the burden of life and lived hard and seriously.

There was no trace of a martial artist on him, nor any breath, which made Li Ying even doubt whether she was wrong.

Her intuition was extremely sharp. If it was not a magical skill like the Heaven Covering Sun, she would have felt it no matter how well it was hidden.

But the middle-aged man selling wontons in front of her didn't feel anything at all. Even when she carefully observed his movements, she didn't show any trace of martial arts when he turned the long spoon with his wrist when cooking wontons.

It seemed that he had the strength of a normal man, without showing any difference, which made her more suspicious.

"Here we go!" The middle-aged man came over carefully with wontons and put them down gently, white steam rising.

Li Ying nodded gently, as a way of saying thank you.

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "It's the first time for the chivalrous lady to come to such a small place and eat here."

"The more places like this, the easier it is to have good taste." Li Ying said lightly, "I'm tired of places like Guanyun Tower and Wangjiang Tower."

"I see, hehe, it's true, it's true." The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly and said, "Although our stall is small, the taste is definitely not inferior to that of a big restaurant like Guanyun Tower."

Li Ying smiled lightly, showing a polite perfunctory attitude, obviously disagreeing.

Someone beside him laughed and said, "Lao Zhang, your wontons are indeed as good as Guanyunlou's. They are indeed delicious!"

"Yes, yes."

"Hey, you seem to have really been to Guanyunlou. How can the dishes in Guanyunlou compare with those here!"

"Our wontons here are not inferior to those in Guanyunlou!"

"Here, one bowl costs one penny of silver for ten bowls, while a bowl of wontons in Guanyunlou costs two pennies of silver. Do you think they are the same?"

"Then are you eating rice? You are eating money!"

"That's right!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"It's too deceptive. It's better to come here. The food is good and the price is cheap."

Li Ying nodded slightly, began to bend down, took a spoon and gently scooped up a wonton, blew a breath, opened her mouth and bit a hole, blew a breath into the mouth, and then swallowed it in one bite.

She opened her mouth slightly, her movements were elegant and calm, and everyone couldn't help but stare at her, unable to turn away.

The middle-aged man smiled and returned to the stove.

Li Ying was not on guard in front of him.

At this moment, Li Ying could conclude that Fakong's judgment was correct and he was not lying to her. The man in front of her was most likely an assassin.

If he was not an assassin, he would not stand in front of her.

She was still somewhat confident in her appearance and was very aware of the pressure her appearance brought to others.

He was definitely not an ordinary man who could stand in front of her with such a calm expression.

The man in front of her was really not an assassin. He had already retreated. He would feel ashamed and uncomfortable standing in front of her.

She ate wontons while observing secretly, only with the corner of her eyes, without using any mind.

She was extremely afraid of the man in front of her.

Why could he restrain his breath without revealing a trace?

He was so good at restraining his breath, and he was probably very sensitive to it. He would probably detect it if he showed any intention of observation or even hostility or murderous intention.

Fakong shook his head gently.

Li Ying was very careful, but unfortunately, the middle-aged assassin had already discovered that Li Ying was peeping at her.

He found that he had exposed himself and was ready to withdraw, so he said in Lin Feiyang's ear: "Get ready, he's going to escape."

Lin Feiyang nodded.

Li Ying didn't know that she had been exposed, and she was still eating wontons elegantly, with a little sweat on her nose.

There were a few beads of sweat on her jade-like nose, and she said lightly: "Boss, check out."

She took out two copper coins from her silk sleeves and handed them over.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Lady, just put it on the table."

Li Ying smiled, stood up and handed the copper coins over.

The middle-aged man didn't take it, and stretched out his hands to indicate that he had no place to take it with his hands, as he was wrapping wontons.

Li Ying was secretly annoyed.

She didn't know how she was exposed, but she knew that she must have been exposed. The assassin in front of her had already discovered it.

She made a quick decision. Since she had already discovered it, there was nothing to say. She just went ahead and arrested him.

Even if she couldn't find the person behind him, it would be good to catch the assassin.

When she bent down to put the copper coins on the table, she suddenly threw them.

"Chi Chi!" The two copper coins turned into two yellow lights and shot at the middle-aged man, extremely fast.

"Ding..." The middle-aged man raised the spoon and knocked away the two yellow lights, and at the same time lifted the pot.

Suddenly, the boiling water splashed and splashed towards the people who were eating wontons.

"Asshole!" Li Ying snorted coldly and flicked her silk sleeves.

The strong wind swept the boiling water towards the middle-aged man.

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man had taken the opportunity to run more than ten meters away and turned the corner. When Li Ying shot over, he had disappeared.

Li Ying gritted her teeth, but could not sense his breath and could not track him.

Turning her head, those people were stunned.

They didn't react to what happened at all, just staring at her blankly.

Li Ying snorted: "Does anyone know where he lives?"

Several people shook their heads.

Li Ying's white face was covered with a layer of frost, and her figure flashed and disappeared.

Lin Feiyang's voice sounded from a distance: "Here."

Li Ying jumped up hurriedly, not caring about shocking, flew over the roof, landed in front of Lin Feiyang, and saw the middle-aged man Lin Feiyang was holding.

The middle-aged man was already unconscious.

Lin Feiyang proudly raised the middle-aged man in his hand, as light as a puppet: "He was about to escape, and I attacked him. Hey, he's an assassin, so vulnerable!"

His shadow escape technique is getting more and more powerful now. In front of his shadow escape, the middle-aged man's body is vulnerable.

Fakong sat at the table, shook his head and smiled.

With such an absolute speed reduction attack, it is no wonder that the assassin was vulnerable. Lin Feiyang is getting stronger and stronger now.

Li Ying clasped her fists and bowed.

Lin Feiyang threw the middle-aged man away carelessly: "Leave it to Master Li. My mission is over. Goodbye."

He clasped his fists and disappeared in a flash.

Yang Ying looked at the place where he disappeared, sensed the surroundings, and shook her head bitterly.

I wanted to recruit him in the first place. His lightness skills are far inferior to mine. How could he be convinced?

Fakong still watched this side with his heavenly eyes.

Li Ying looked down at the middle-aged man. After a moment of silence, she finally picked him up and floated away, reunited with Li Zhu Zhou Tianhuai, and then went to the Green Clothes Internal Division.

This case is almost over.

The Green Clothes Internal Division has experts who are good at interrogation. If you hand him over to these experts, you can get more information.

As far as she knew, many of these experts were good at reading minds. Although not as powerful as the Buddhist telepathy, they were also very effective.

But it was often necessary to destroy the opponent's cultivation, and then use certain drugs and other means to destroy the opponent's will, so as to figure out what he was thinking.

These prerequisites were harsh, and of course they were not as good as the wisdom of Mingyue Temple and telepathy, but they were already extremely amazing means.

If you fall into the Green Clothes Internal and External Department, if you want to keep a secret, there is only one way: commit suicide before being caught, just like the disciples of Kunshan Holy Church.

Lin Feiyang appeared in front of Fakong and asked in confusion: "Did you really hand over the assassin to the Green Internal Affairs?"

"It's better to hand it over to them. After all, they are professionals. Maybe they can find out more."

"We can find out a lot too."

"Why do we want to catch him?"

"...Are you afraid of his revenge?"

"How can he retaliate now that he has been caught?"

"Are you afraid of revenge from the forces behind him?"

"Then what difference does it make whether we catch him or not?"

"...Okay." Lin Feiyang nodded helplessly. He couldn't argue anyway, so he changed the subject: "It's a pity that I couldn't learn his wonton technique!"

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Lin Feiyang stretched out his hand and gestured a few times, but still couldn't grasp the key points. He gave up in frustration: "Forget it, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it."

Fakong stretched out his hand and gently spun it. The air rippled slightly, as if it was in the lake.

Lin Feiyang's eyes widened immediately.

Fakong smiled and stretched out his index finger and gently touched his forehead.

Lin Feiyang did not dodge, allowing him to point at him, and infused the subtle and mysterious mental method required for this set of techniques.

After a moment, Lin Feiyang opened his eyes and shook his head with emotion.

No wonder he couldn't learn it. This mental method is so subtle. Without it, it is impossible to practice it with just the technique.

He was very happy and turned around to leave to try it out.

The next morning, when Fakong and his group went to Guanyun Tower for dinner, Li Ying was waiting in Guanyun Tower again.

She sat at a table next to Fakong by the window, and Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai sat below her.

Lin Feiyang glared at her with dissatisfaction.

Li Zhu said proudly: "I heard that you booked this table, so we also booked this table."

Lin Feiyang turned his head to look at Fakong.

Fakong smiled and said, "What is Young Master Li doing?"

Li Ying was still wearing a black shirt, her skin was as white as snow, and she smiled faintly: "Master, don't you want to know the identity of the assassin?"

"I would like to hear the details."

"I'm afraid that Master doesn't know about the Five Elements Sect, but he belongs to the Ziyang Pavilion of Dayong, which is the green-clad external department of Dayong." Li Ying told him happily.