"That day, the city lord's mansion had a big banquet for guests. The lights were on, singing and dancing the sacred and flute. But I saw a woman in a red dress coming on the moon, and after a song of a colorful dress dance, it was amazing to everyone."

The storyteller on the stage slapped the agglomeration tree with force, and his voice rose: "This is the first meeting between the city lord and his wife. Later, according to the city lord, he often had the same dream since he was a teenager. In the dream, the goddess stepped on the moon, her red clothes were like fire, and her figure gradually disappeared when the clouds and smoke were simmering, and she disappeared in a hurry - and the city lord searched for many years and finally saw her that day."

Most of the immortal disciples from the audience came to participate in the Ten Methods Association. They were very interested in this flash marriage love story with a huge difference in status between men and women. Someone shouted after hearing this: "But I heard that when he married his new wife, it was not a year since the wife of the superior city lord died!"

This was a shady mess, but many people followed him and responded: "Yes! How can you be worthy of the lady's spirit in heaven before?"

"This, this-"

The storyteller was obviously a little panicked and hurriedly wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: "You little Taoist priests don't know that the city lord and his previous wife are not only a family marriage known to the whole city, but also a famous emotional discord. When they appear together on weekdays, although they can be called "respecting each other as guests", they can easily see that there is no friendship between each other and they are very cold."

He spoke with a dry mouth and drank a cup and a half of herbal tea. Seeing that many monks in the audience showed curiosity, he took advantage of the situation to continue saying: "The wife of the previous city lord named Song and Xianning. She was a lady who grew up in the deep boudoir. She has always had a bad bone and rarely even went out for the house."

The stories of the people in the city are all destined love stories of Luo Yuanming and Luan Niang, and they rarely mention this Miss Song. This is the first time that many people hear her name, and they can't help but subconsciously shut up and prick up their ears to continue listening.

"But what about the city lord? If a monk who has been practicing abroad for many years has not had to inherit the position of the city lord, he might have been traveling all over the world until now. The experiences of these two people are completely different and their personalities. Even if they really want to spark, it would be difficult."

The storyteller shook his head and sighed, "Actually, that's a good girl, but unfortunately, he suddenly had a serious illness and left... Alas, luck makes people feel bad."

"I have another question!"

The little disciples have been practicing hard in the sect for so many years, and finally got into some nervous and exciting gossip. They were all enthusiastic and whispered loudly in the chaos: "I have heard a rumor that the missing girls in Luancheng may be related to Luan Niang - I wonder what sir thinks about this?"

There was an uproar in the audience.

This question is quite sensitive, but the storyteller was very good at speaking and did not take anything else for a while. He lowered his voice and said, "Actually, this statement has been heard by the city lord and his wife. In order to prove his innocence, the lady deliberately searched the bedroom and her personal belongings in detail, but found nothing."

Ning Ning sat in the corner and listened quietly, looking at the white paper with words on the desktop, her heart was in a mess.

Since Pei Ji noticed that Senior Sister Zheng was missing, they flipped the images of that night back and forth. People came and went deep into the flowers, but they never saw Zheng Weiqi's shadow.

The eyes of the phoenix bird statue in the city lord's mansion were rotating. As long as it was properly grasped, it was easy to avoid supervision. She disappeared without any warning, and the only explanation that worked was that she was caught by someone with ulterior motives.

He Zhizhou's first reaction was to immediately find the city lord and Luan Niang and confront the latter in front of him.

However, this gentleman said it was right. At that time, rumors arose in the city. Luan Niang only said that she was upright and was not afraid of the shadows. She even asked someone to search the study she often went to, but in the end she naturally found nothing.

The city lord was already very partial to his wife, and after that, he trusted Luan Niang more and more, and ordered others not to talk nonsense and to relate her to the missing.

In other words, Zheng Weiqi is gone now. Even if they report this to the city lord, not to mention whether he would believe the innocent disciples of the Immortal Sect’s unproof words. Even if they really agreed to let them search Luan Niang, they would probably not find any suspicious clues. Instead, they would alarm the snake and make her more guarded.

They have too little information to act rashly.

"It's not just Senior Sister Zheng, but Senior Brother is gone."

Ning Ning dragged her side face with her hands and put a question mark next to the word "Meng Jue" on the paper.

According to Lin Xun, the senior brother fell into the restaurant after being drunk, but when the three of them went to Tianxiang Pavilion, they learned that he also jumped out of the window last night and disappeared.

"According to common sense, it should be difficult for those who practice Taoism to get drunk. It is even more outrageous that you were drunk as hard as you did last night."

Ning Ning pondered for a moment, and said seriously in the sound of the hawks: "Especially Master, he has the highest cultivation level, but he has been drunk for the longest and most powerful, and has not recovered until now. The eldest brother has never heard of him. If nothing happened, he should still be drunk - will the wine be specially added with medicine specifically for monks? The higher the cultivation level, the greater the impact it will be?"

"And it was Luan Niang who specially asked us to drink it!"

He Zhizhou was so angry that he was tiring: "There is definitely a problem with that wine. What is Luan Niang doing this for purpose?"

"The method of sacrifice emphasizes the mutual generation of yin and yang, and exchanges one by one."

Pei Ji said in a deep voice: "If you can find a cultivator with profound spiritual power, the greater the benefits you get from this exchange. Senior Sister Zheng's cultivation level will naturally be hard to come by."

He Zhizhou was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Ningning again, and he was sweating profusely.

If Pei Ji had not been drunk last night, and Ningning happened to send him back to the inn to rest, and had not drunk Jiuzhou Chunlu... Perhaps it was not only Zheng Weiqi who disappeared, but also her.

"But if it was Luan Niang who was really making trouble behind the scenes, such a way without any concealment would be too blatant."

Ning Ning also felt scared for a moment, and thanked Pei Ji, who couldn't drink, thousands of times: "It was the medicine from the wine again, and then it just happened to kidnap Senior Sister Zheng. Isn't this clear that I want to tell us, 'I did everything, you have the ability to check it out'."

He Zhizhou snorted: "Maybe she prefers this? She looks pitiful, but in fact, when we see us in a panic and powerless way, she has long been smiling in her heart. What's more, with the city lord supporting her, no matter how she acts, it is difficult to find Luan Niang."

As he spoke, he suddenly saw a white shadow passing by, followed by a familiar male voice: "Are you guys discussing the disappearance of a girl in the city?"

However, when I raised my head, I saw an ordinary strange face.

Ning Ning recognized the master of the voice and lowered the volume a lot: "City Lord?"

"It's me."

Luo Yuanming smiled and nodded: "I often disguise myself and leave the house to visit the people's feelings - don't you mind sitting here, do you?"

He Zhizhou couldn't hide his words, and looked at Ningning and spoke tentatively: "City Lord, we drank Jiuzhou Chungui last night and were unconscious. The eldest sister disappeared for no reason and has not come back until now."

Luo Yuanming's smile instantly constrained, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Zheng?"

He Zhizhou nodded suddenly and told him everything that happened last night and today. The more Luo Yuanming heard it, his brows became tighter and tighter. Finally, he said helplessly: "So, the Taoist priests all suspected that this was done by the inner son - but last night until today, she has always been inseparable from me. Now she went to the study to read a book, and there is also a maid with her."

Ningning paused.

"Luan Niang is not from a high birth, and many people are prejudiced to her. I am her husband and I know her best. Although she is a dancer, she has a strong temperament and lofty ambitions, and she will definitely not do anything to commit crimes."

Although his voice was low, his eyes revealed a fiery determination and awe-inspiring look. He clenched his fists while talking and said seriously: "You don't need to worry. Luo will do his best to find out the matter and give Luan City a peace."

This city lord is famously honest and honest, diligent and dedicated. He heard that in order to find out the real murderer, he had been sleeping in front of the image recorded by the phoenix bird for three days and three nights.

Even though nothing was found in the end.

According to the conventional rules, this type of person is no different from the police in domestic movies. He knows nothing about anything. When something happens, the incident has been solved by the protagonist.

Ning Ning had a headache and asked him with the little hope left: "City Lord, the Criminal Department has recently searched all night, but what conclusions have you come to?"

"We have considered many motivations, and the most likely one is to use the living to sacrifice."

Luo Yuanming said: "The missing women are mostly sixteen or seventeen years old, which is the best age to be sacrificed. The one who abducted them should be a monk, and the purpose is unknown. The evil methods are unpredictable. Among them, there are countless methods that are used to guide people, such as soul refining, soul seizing, body seizing, and even furnaces and cauldrons used to collect and replenish them, which are all considered a possibility."

Yes, it's almost the same as not saying it.

"In addition, I have another secret here. It is said that the city lord is gifted and an outstanding monk. However, he did not know that since his birth, his sea of ​​consciousness was damaged and his spiritual power was small. Thanks to his travels around the world, he found unexpected opportunities in the border sand barrier city."

The storyteller on the stage didn't know that the city lord was coming, and was still talking. Ning Ning looked at Luo Yuanming at a glance, and got a gentle smile from the other party, and signaled her to continue listening.

"The desert has a life of death, but there are endless treasures of heaven, spirit and earth. At midnight, I saw the sand in the sky like snow and the quiet moon like a hook. Under the crescent spring that is faintly visible, a red lotus blooms in the rippling water—"

Another awe-in-law sound: "That is a rare spiritual plant that is rare in a century, the lonely moon lotus!"

Someone in the audience asked curiously: "What is the relationship between this lotus and the sea of ​​consciousness?"

"A monk whose sea of ​​consciousness is damaged is like a dead immortal path. Ordinary people are unable to save the gods. However, if a few rare medicinal materials are used to make pills, it will have the effect of destiny against the will of heaven and reshaping the roots and bones."

Ningning's heart thumped.

It is indeed said in the original work that the reason why Wen Hemian was able to recover his cultivation was entirely because other elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect tried their best to find medicinal materials, but what were the spiritual plants, but there was no mention of a single word.

The most regrettable thing is that since it will take many years to collect all the medicinal materials, Wen Hemian recovers, he is already full of old diseases and is depressed all day long. Even if the sea of ​​consciousness recovers, it will be difficult to reach the level of the past.

At least they were pen pals who were still communicating. If she could do her best to search carefully, it might have allowed Elder Wen to recover early and would not have to suffer so much without any more.

Thinking of this, Ning Ning raised her eyes and looked at Luo Yuanming hurriedly. The latter noticed this gaze and whispered: "Miss Ningning, are you interested in this matter?"

Ning Ning was not restrained when facing him, nodded and responded: "I have someone I know who is also destroyed in the sea of ​​consciousness... I have been looking for a way to recover."

"People you know?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Is it Elder Jiangxing?"

Ningning nodded.

Pei Ji, who was always quiet, moved his fingertips when he heard this, raised his eyelids and glanced at her very quickly, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"To repair the sea of ​​consciousness, a total of five medicinal materials are needed. The elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect are also trying their best to find him, but now there are only two left and no one is found."

Luo Yuanming said: "One is the Lone Moon Lotus, and the other is the Lingshu Immortal Grass."

Ning Ning recorded these two herbs in his heart and nodded gently.

"The lone moon lotus is the most difficult to find. It may be born on cliffs or on the top of a volcano, or it may be just a red lotus by an ordinary pond. It depends entirely on fate to meet it, but it is hard to find it."

Seeing the little girl in front of him with serious faces, he couldn't help but laugh out loud from his chest: "As for the Lingshu Immortal Grass... there is a rumor that there happened to be one in the secret realm of your next trial."

As soon as this said, Ningning couldn't help but breathe stuttered: "Next trial?"

"There are two rounds of ten methods. The second round was to let the disciples fight one-on-one, but this year it changed to a more dangerous way."

Luo Yuanming said: "You will enter the secret realm--"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned unexpectedly, bowed and coughed lightly, and waited for his right hand covering his lips to move away. Although he deliberately covered it, Ning Ning still saw a touch of blood.

"I've been in a state of malfunction recently, and I don't know what's going on."

Luo Yuanming wiped the blood on his hands and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's just a minor illness. Maybe it's because of hard work recently, and it will be cured in a short time."

This sentence was just implemented. Before Ningning could continue to ask about the second round of trials, she heard the storyteller on the stage laughing, breaking the previous solemn atmosphere:

"These are nothing interesting. For the sake of the Taoist priests' enthusiasm, I will tell you a wonderful story about the city lord fighting with the female cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves for 300 rounds! That's so lively and fragrant, tsk tsk tsk!"

Luo Yuanming's face turned red in an instant, and he waved his hand to explain: "Adaptation is not a random piece of work, and it is not nonsense... This has never happened! You believe me!"

"The servant over there! Go and close the door!"

The gentleman was extremely overwhelmed and laughed treacherously: "If the Criminal Command comes in, it's over. Let's whisper in private."

Someone laughed and said, "Sir, do you know that spreading rumors will be locked up?"

"This is not a rumor!"
To be continued...