Become a peerless sword fairy after passing through the book

Chapter 27
Clan Master Zhou laughed so hard that he was just a black shadow in the shape of a human being, and it was a bit terrifying to make such a move.

"Haha! Elder Huang, don't be ridiculous. I'm not the little girl from the Xuantian Sword Sect. I would be deceived by you so easily. If you don't want to share the money today, our old friend for many years will have done it, and this is the end of the debt."

"You think I'm afraid of you!" Before he finished speaking, the shadow under Mr. Huang's feet suddenly moved, and a black shadow came out of it and rushed towards Sect Master Zhou.

Two black shadows fought silently in this room, biting each other like two monsters.

And Mr. Huang's body just stood there, his eyes gradually changed from dull to frightened, the original owner in his body woke up, he wanted to call for help and escape, but he couldn't do anything, he could only stare at the weird and terrifying scene in front of him with wide eyes.

Mr. Huang was originally a disciple of a remote sect of cultivating immortals. He was accidentally caught by Elder Huang when he went out to practice.

Elder Huang used his body and weak soul to disguise himself as a Taoist monk, so that many Taoist monks in Qianzhou couldn't tell the truth.

The fight between the two shadows finally stopped, Elder Huang's shadow slipped into Mr. Huang's feet, and Mr. Huang's body was taken away by Elder Huang again.

He snorted coldly and said to Clan Master Zhou: "I only want to give you [-]%, do you want it?"

The black shadow of Clan Master Zhou nodded in satisfaction, then disappeared into the shadows.

Elder Huang found that the original soul of the body was screaming desperately, he cast a sleeping spell, and the original owner of the body fell into a deep sleep again, no longer affecting his control of the body.

The Shadow Demon Sect's skills can make a demon cultivator transform into a black shadow and walk in the shadows. They are good at assassinating targets from the shadows. This kind of assassination is hard to guard against. There must be shadows in the world.The killer of the Shadow Demon Sect uses the shadow to assassinate the target, and even if the assassination fails, he can use the shadow to escape.

Elder Huang was originally the killer of the Shadow Demon Sect. He killed countless people for money. One day, he suddenly discovered that he loves money more than killing people and making money. So he embarked on the road of business and became a rich man of the Shadow Demon Sect.

The Shadow Demon Sect was founded by a group of killers, and their magic skills tend to be concealment and assassination. Concealment allows him to learn many secrets, and assassination can help him eliminate competitors.

Elder Huang changed careers smoothly, changed from a killer to a profiteer, and piously asked the Wuxiang Heavenly Demon King to bless him to make a fortune every day.

Under the influence of Elder Huang, Master Zhou of the Shadow Demon Sect also gradually fell in love with Qian Qian. The two sometimes colluded with each other, sometimes fought with each other, and forged a somewhat stinky friendship.

Elder Huang regained control of Mr. Huang's body and whispered alone: ​​"It's so hard to make money!"

Elder Huang's big client, Shu Yuehen, had already flown back to Suicheng overnight.

Lin Jingyong didn't dare to sleep all night, and finally waited until Shu Yuehen came back.

He listened to Shu Yuehen tell Mr. Huang's story, and looked at the painting.

Shu Yuehen was a college student before transmigrating, but after transmigrating, she was a senior sister of the Xuantian Sword Sect. She had her master decide what to do. This was the first time she traveled alone, and she didn't know how to proceed with some things. She wanted to hear Lin Jingyong's opinion.

Lin Jingyong looked at the painting carefully, and sighed: "Oh! My cousin is far inferior to her in appearance, but her expression is somewhat similar."

Shu Yuehenjiang asked him hopefully, "Do you know her?"

Lin Jingyong answered honestly: "I don't know."

Shu Yuehen also sighed: "Oh!"

Lin Jingyong is really a monk who came out of the mountain lair, she doesn't know anything.

Lin Jingyong knew what she meant, and was a little shy, but in the end he still mustered up his courage and said: "Nvxia Wei, this matter actually involves a big monk, you can no longer take risks yourself. Xiaodao wants to go back to the Zhenfu Sect to seek help from the head."

Shu Yuehen asked: "Are you sure the head of the Zhenfu Sect is willing to take care of this matter?"

Lin Jingyong didn't know that the head of the Zhenfu Sect had been in seclusion for many years and never went out easily.

He thought for a while and then said: "Mistress Wei, we can take this painting to the Yuntai Sect's Immortal Clan Conference and report this matter to all the sect leaders, and ask hundreds of immortal sects to investigate together. The crime committed by the thief will definitely not be hidden. When the truth comes out, let the culprit receive the punishment he deserves."

Shu Yuehen took a serious look at Lin Jingyong, but didn't realize that the poor monk who came out of the ravine actually had the spirit of the rule of law of the earth:
"But we don't have any evidence in our hands. This Immortal Gate Conference is to fight against the southward movement of the Demon Gate. Do you want to believe us or not?"

Lin Jingyong thought hard for a long time, and muttered to herself: "Then what should I do?"

Shu Yuehen looked at the woman in the palace costume on the portrait, and suddenly had an idea: "I can pretend to be her and attract that thief to catch me, and you can pretend to be my husband and let me beat you."

Lin Jingyong took two steps back, blushing to the point where she couldn't hide it, "No! How can this be?"

Seeing that his neck was turning red, Shu Yuehen felt that this poor Taoist priest was too innocent, so he deliberately asked: "Why are you ashamed? It's not true. You asked me to help you find your cousin Zhang Hongxing. If you can't find your cousin, how can you ask your uncle and aunt who raised you?"

Lin Jingyong was still reluctant, but his objection was invalid.

Early the next morning, he was dragged by Shu Yue to dress up.

Shu Yuehen made herself up according to the portrait, her technique was unfamiliar, only three points similar, and the painting was ugly.

Shu Yuehen dressed herself up as a performer, and Lin Jingyong was also stripped of her Taoist robe and put on bunts.

Lin Jingyong was dumbfounded. From the very beginning, he thought that "Wei Hero" was some kind of fairy lady who came out to act chivalrously for fun, but he never thought that this fairy lady was willing to go out to perform as a performer, and she didn't care about face at all.

The two of them were fully dressed, and Lin Jingyong took out a small yellow paper figurine from her bosom, with complicated red charms drawn on it, and handed it to Shu Yuehen.

Shu Yuehen held the little yellow paper figurine, shook it, and asked, "What is this? You want to use this talisman to curse that thief?"

Lin Jingyong said seriously: "This is a spell drawn by Xiao Dao with cinnabar mixed with his own blood. It is connected with Xiao Dao's mind. If the heroine Wei is captured by the thief, Xiao Dao can use this spell to find your location."

Shu Yuehen handed the talisman back: "I don't need this. To be honest, I am a core disciple of the Cultivation of Immortals sect. I have many treasures on me that can save my life. If I can't beat that thief, you will only die in vain if you rush over."

Lin Jingyong stubbornly refused to take it back, "Xiaodao is not a reckless person, if something happens to you, Lady Wei, Xiaodao will go back to Zhenfumen to find Master, and ask him to take care of this matter."

His expression was calm, but his tone was undeniable.

Shu Yuehen thought it was funny. Although this poor Taoist priest had a low level of cultivation, he really cared about himself.

She and Lin Jingyong pushed back and forth, but finally accepted the spell.

(End of this chapter)