Chapter 242: Drawing shapes and shadows is amazing

At the moment when Jia Cong reveals the real murderer.

Zhongqin and Qi Youlu pounced at the same time!

It's just that there was a little gap between the two of them dodging the well water.

The real murderer has used the silk ribbon to rush towards the depths of Dali Temple!

"Witch, I hope you can escape to the sky!"

Zhongqin fired three hand crossbows in succession, but the witch dodged them at the critical moment.

It's obvious that this witch's cultivation is much stronger than that of the saint from the Incense Sect.

Qi Youlu's thoughts moved slightly.

He remembered that Zhen Chang's stick had said that there was a Holy Mother in the Incense Sect.

Could it be that this highly cultivated witch is the Holy Mother?

Thinking in my mind, I chased forward even faster.

At this time, the masters hidden in Dali Temple finally made a move.

Countless figures rushed straight into the depths of Dali Temple.

Jia Cong's cultivation was completely inadequate in front of Qi Youlu and Zhongqin.

Seeing more and more people chasing after me, I have stopped moving forward.

When I turned around, I saw the unlucky Wei Yuanshan, all wet.

Under the warm spring sun, I look miserable.

The bucket of well water that was just poured out.

Zhongqin flashed by, Qi Youlu flashed by, Jia Cong and Zheng Duofu flashed by with Jia She.

But it splashed all over Wei Yuanshan's head and body.

Jia Cong couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Uncle Wei, go change your clothes quickly."

"Beware of wind and cold."

Wei Yuanshan was still twisting the hem of his official uniform that was dripping with water.

Where can I wring it out in a short time?

"Enhou, Cong'er, please wait a moment. I'll change my clothes and come right back."

Jia She nodded: "Go quickly!"

At this time, the cooks in the kitchen heard the noise and came out to check.

Jia Cong asked: "Where does the cook who washes vegetables live?"

He was a little worried about another life.

The cook said: "It's in the small house at the back."

Jia Cong hurriedly entered the kitchen.

I saw only two rooms set back and the doors wide open.

Two middle-aged women dressed as cooks fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Zheng Duofu lightly pressed their necks.

"Third Master."

"All alive, just comatose."

As he spoke, he woke up the two of them.

Jia Cong breathed a sigh of relief. He had seen too many dead people today.

I really don’t want to see two more of them.

After the two cooks woke up, they knew nothing about what happened.

Jia Cong secretly thought, fortunately, he didn’t see anything.

If we see the true appearance of that witch, I'm afraid these two lives will be lost.

Jia Cong stepped back and returned to the well.

He looked in the direction where Qi Youlu and others were leaving in silence.

That temptress is obviously easy-going.

So the face that just washed the dishes belongs to the cook.

So what does she really look like?

A person cannot disguise himself completely out of thin air.

Even those fake makeup bloggers in later generations who can be called hair-changers.

In fact, there is at least two or three points of similarity between the eyebrows of the person who imitated the makeup.

"This cook, please raise your head."

Jia Cong said to the cook who was already busy working at the well.

The cook looked up at Jia Cong: "Young Master, what's the matter?"

Jia Cong silently memorized the distance between her eyebrows, the distance between her eyes, the midline, the distribution of three stops, etc.

"Nothing, you are busy first."

At this time, Wei Yuanshan changed into a dry official uniform and came over.

Asked: "Why haven't the prince and Youlu come back yet?"

The words just fell.

Zhongqin first landed on the field like an eagle.

My hands are empty.

Zhongqin's face looked a little ugly.

This is the first time that he has been unable to catch a person from the Incense Cult whom he has met.

And he’s still a high-level person.

He cursed and said: "Damn it, I was really raped by that ghost woman!"

Later, Qi Youlu also rushed back.

"Brother Cong, that temptress is young and not too big."

"And..."

Jia Cong smiled and pointed at the cook who was washing vegetables by the well.

"That face is hers, yes or no?"

"Uncle Liu, Brother Youlu, take a closer look."

"What's the difference between this cook's face and that witch's face just now?"

Wei Yuanshan hurriedly called the cook over.

"Stand still and let the prince and Lord Qi take a good look."

The cook was confused, why did all these noble masters and young masters want to look at her face?

Fortunately, she is not young, has given birth to two or three children, and is a cook and servant who works outside.

There’s nothing to be ashamed of.

Standing generously in the sun.

Just as Qi Youlu was about to speak, Jia Cong said, "Brother Youlu, let's talk later."

"Uncle Wei, ask someone to move a table and bring some pieces of paper."

With that said, he went into the kitchen and broke two sticks of charcoal.

After he was ready, Jia Cong said: "That's it."

Qi Youlu and Zhongqin found several differences on the cook's face.

Jia Cong thought for a while.

Use charcoal to quickly sketch a face on paper.

"Uncle Liu, Brother Youlu, is this the face you saw?"

The time that the temptress met him just now was too short.

His attention remained on the remaining jasper earring.
To be continued...