"Are you serious?" Mu Liang's mouth trembled slightly.
Lan Jing: "Do you think we would lie to you now?"
Mu Liang immediately fell silent, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I understand."
"If you have any clues, you can notify us. You can go back now. Thank you for your cooperation."
Mu Liang got up from the stool and walked forward with extremely slow steps.
"Master, do you think this guy is suspicious?"
"Didn't Brother Lan say he had an alibi? He shouldn't be the one who did it," Zhao Yan said.
"If necessary, I think I'll go to the Underworld next to find Zhu Cijing's soul. I only hope that after more than two days, her soul can still be in the Underworld."
"Go to the Underworld? Master, you can actually go to the Underworld?" Wang Xianzhi asked in surprise.
"When necessary, I still have to go to the Underworld, but I need the old man to lead the way."
"This person is your grand-master."
Zhao Yan had never been to the Underworld. If she insisted on going, she might get lost, and then her soul wouldn't be able to return to the mortal world.
Zhao Yan told Lan Jing about the situation. The old man was currently serving time in Jiangcheng City People's Prison.
To get him out, they would need official help.
As soon as Zhao Yan explained the situation, Lan Jing immediately agreed.
Especially after knowing that Zhao Yan had a powerful master, he was naturally very happy and submitted an application to the higher-ups very quickly.
In the meantime, Zhao Yan took Wang Xianzhi to learn about Zhu Cijing.
It would be even better if they could get some clues from it.
They went to Zhu Cijing's school and asked the students. These students had a very good impression of Zhu Cijing.
[Good social skills, generous, gentle personality, outgoing, helpful, never offended anyone.]
Zhao Yan wrote down the information she inquired about in her notebook.
[Perhaps it was a random attack.]
[To be able to peel off the skin so cleanly from start to finish, the method is truly inconceivable.]
[Brother Lan said it might be a butcher from the market, but even a butcher couldn't do this.] httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Master, Captain Liu just sent me a message saying that the higher-ups have approved their application, but they have to bring grand-master over, and he won't arrive until tonight."
Zhao Yan put away her notebook and nodded, "I know. Do you know where to buy Peking roast duck?"
When the old man came, this would be a welcome ceremony. The old man liked to eat it.
"I've been in Beijing for so long, of course I know. I'll ask a few chefs to make it for you."
Zhao Yan said, "No need to be so troublesome. Just buy two or three pounds. Your grand-master can't eat that much by himself."
"Alright!"
Zhao Yan watched Wang Xianzhi get into the car, found a steamed bun shop, and sat down, ordering seven baskets of steamed buns.
While waiting for the steamed buns to be served, Zhao Yan took out a bamboo stick, closed her eyes, and threw it onto the table.
"Crack!"
Many bamboo sticks scattered on the floor, and she reached out to grab one.
"Bad luck."
Zhao Yan was about to put the bamboo stick into her bag.
"Guanyin Lingqian, the sixtieth lot, bad luck," a voice came from beside her. Zhao Yan froze, her hand holding the bamboo stick, and turned to look behind her.
She saw a man about twenty-six years old at the table behind her, dressed in green, with an unfashionable slanted fringe that covered his left eye.
His face was quite handsome, and he was eating steamed buns.
Seeing Zhao Yan turn around, the man nodded and smiled at her.
"I am Zhao Yan, the future master of Qingling Temple. Who are you?" Zhao Yan turned and cupped her fist.
"Bai Yufei," the man said, standing up.
Zhao Yan pointed at the sign in her hand.
Bai Yufei said, "The wood has been doused with oil, the fire is raging, this fire is immense, be careful not to get burned, young lady."
Zhao Yan's right hand had another sign.
Bai Yufei glanced at it and his face froze slightly. "Interesting."
"I'll pay for your steamed buns," Zhao Yan said.
Bai Yufei smiled, "Thank you."
Zhao Yan turned and put the sign away. Seven baskets of steamed buns were placed on the table, and she ate them quickly.
After she finished eating, Wang Xianzhi happened to have bought the roast duck.
After paying the bill, Zhao Yan saw that Bai Yufei was still eating and didn't say anything more. She left with Wang Xianzhi.
Bai Yufei looked at Zhao Yan's retreating back and shook his head, smiling.
The three men at the table behind him asked doubtfully, "Master, what are you smiling about?"
"I'm smiling at the saying, 'The great hermit lives in the city, the small hermit lives in the wild!'"
"This Beijing is truly full of masters."
With that, he stood up and picked up the bamboo sticks on the table.
Then he threw the bamboo sticks to the man next to him.
The man next to him took them and looked down.
"It's a double fortune, phoenix nirvana, reborn from the ashes!"
Wang Xianzhi walked out of the steamed bun shop with Zhao Yan and glared back fiercely.
"Are those old guys perverts? The way they're looking, they've been staring at your butt, Master."
Zhao Yan rolled her eyes, "Let me see the roast duck you bought."
Wang Xianzhi handed over the roast duck.
Zhao Yan sniffed, "This is the smell. The old man took me to smell it before."
"Just smelled it? Didn't he invite Master to eat it?"
"He told me to wait for him at the entrance of the roast duck shop, and he would come to pay the bill later. Who knew that when he went, he was caught in a police raid and taken to the police station."
"By the way, I was only 15 that year."
"Holy crap! Grand-master is really not human!"
Zhao Yan was used to it. Thinking about seeing the old man tonight, she rubbed her temples, hoping that this time, with the reform, the old man would change a little.
"Master, where are we going?"
"Let's go to your place first. There's still some time before evening, and it will take a lot of time for the old man to get here. We should draw some talismans in this time. Otherwise, if I don't have any talismans, that old man might be unhappy."