Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

But it may be because no one dared to come over, so there were not even patrolling disciples.

He disguised himself as one of the guarding disciples.

Pushing away a room where many people lived, Lin Pingzhi just walked in.

"Hey, Brother Lin, why are you here?" A Songshan disciple looked at Lin Pingzhi sleepily.

Lin Pingzhi almost thought that he had been exposed when he heard this Songshan disciple calling him Senior Brother Lin.

However, he quickly thought that maybe the Songshan disciple who disguised himself was also surnamed Lin.

"People from the Huashan faction didn't dare to come down, so they came back to take a rest." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

The Songshan disciple rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

"But Brother Lin, you went to the wrong room." The Songshan disciple said.

"Really? Maybe I'm too sleepy." Lin Pingzhi pretended to be sleepy.

"It seems that Senior Brother Lin did not rest well, your voice has changed." The Songshan disciple sat up and looked at Lin Pingzhi, "Do you still remember which room you live in?"

Lin Pingzhi looked back and found that most of the houses in this village looked the same.

"I don't remember, the houses in this village are all the same, I can't remember clearly." Lin Pingzhi muttered.

Lin Pingzhi's disguised disciple of Songshan Mountain seems to have a good popularity in Songshan Mountain.

"Senior Brother Lin, let me take you there." The Songshan disciple stood up and said, "If I didn't have a better memory, maybe I wouldn't be able to remember where you live, Senior Brother Lin."

The Songshan disciple brought Lin Pingzhi out, and he closed the door gently, not to wake up the other brothers.

"Senior Brother Lin, I'll take you there." He said and took Lin Pingzhi out.

Soon he brought Lin Pingzhi to an identical wooden house.

"Senior Brother Lin, we're here." He yawned, and seemed a little dazed.

Lin Pingzhi nodded, naturally he wouldn't just go in like this.

"Junior Brother, look into my eyes." Lin Pingzhi said.

"Huh?" The Songshan disciple looked into Lin Pingzhi's eyes suspiciously, but his pupils lost their spirit for a moment.

A smile appeared on Lin Pingzhi's face, he used the soul-shifting technique.

For an unconscious person, the success rate of Soul Transfer Dafa can be said to be [-]%.

"What's your name?" Lin Pingzhi asked softly.

"Brother Lin, have you forgotten? My name is Jiang Wu." Jiang Wu said as if he was having a normal conversation with Lin Pingzhi.

"Well Jiang Wu, let me ask you, where do the Huashan Sword Sect people live?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

He was afraid to say the names of Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou directly, Jiang Wu didn't know who they were.

"There." Jiang Wu pointed to one of the houses and said.

Lin Pingzhi memorized the location pointed by Jiang Wu, and then looked at Jiang Wu.

"Remember that I have been patrolling under Mount Hua today, you haven't seen me today." Lin Pingzhi said, "Now go back and get a good sleep."

"Okay, good night Senior Brother Lin." Jiang Wu nodded towards Lin Pingzhi, and then went back.

Lin Pingzhi walked towards the room where Feng Buping was.

Jiang Wu woke up suddenly after returning to the room.

"Huh? Why am I standing?" Jiang Wu looked at his hands in disbelief, "Aren't I sleeping? Why do I remember that someone came?"

At this time, it seemed that Jiang Wu's actions woke up the others.

"Junior brother Jiang, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you talking to yourself here?" A Huashan disciple turned his head and said dissatisfied.

"Ah! Brother Li is sorry." Jiang Wu quickly apologized, "I'm going to sleep now."

Jiang Wu immediately crawled back to his position, and then began to sleep soundly.

He didn't dare to say why he suddenly appeared under the bed.

If someone misunderstands that he is sleepwalking, it will be difficult to handle.

After all, he just joined Songshan, if other senior brothers knew that he was sleepwalking, he might be afraid to live with him.

Lin Pingzhi naturally didn't know Jiang Wu's thoughts after returning.

He reckoned that the time for soul-moving Dafa would be almost over after he entered.

At this time, he disguised himself as Feng Qingyang, and came to Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou's house.

Through the window, Lin Pingzhi saw that the house was still lit.

There were two middle-aged men sitting on a stool, seeming to be chatting about something.

"Brother."

Lin Pingzhi was listening outside the house, the person who was speaking now had a thin face, and there was a scar on his face.

And the person sitting opposite him was naturally Feng Buping.