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"Good morning Mingfu..."

"Lord Mingfu, you are well..."

"It's a blessing that Mingfu has recovered from his minor illness."

In the morning, Luming Street, inside Longcheng Yamen.

When the officials on duty saw the young county magistrate in official uniform walking out of the county government hall, they greeted him respectfully.

Ouyang Rong smiled slightly and nodded.

This is the first time Ouyang Rong has come to the county government office after recovering from illness. It still has a familiar smell and an orderly atmosphere.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the faces of his colleagues who were greeting him, and walked around the county office calmly.

"It doesn't seem like anything was noticed."

Ouyang Rong looked down at the brand new official uniform he was wearing, raised his hand to touch his chin, and then used his right hand to hold his cheeks, his eyes were thoughtful.

At this moment, Liu Ashan was passing by the corridor holding a stack of files. He turned to look at Ouyang Rong, said hello, and was about to move on. Suddenly his face was stunned, and he turned to take a closer look and said doubtfully:

"Master, why did you suddenly change your clothes?"

"Oh, the room was a little shady, so I put on an official uniform." Ouyang Rong nodded and explained.

"I understand..." Liu Ashan hesitated before speaking.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "What else is different about me? Although Ah Shan is often around me, do you notice something?"

Liu Ashan shook his head, "I just feel that compared to when I went out in the morning, the master seems to have less stubble and is fairer."

Ouyang Rong nodded, smiled slightly, raised his hand and lifted his chin out of habit.

He put his hands behind his back, turned around and returned to the court. Before leaving, he lightly said:

"I just shaved. Ah Shan was very careful. Okay, you can go about your business. I'll deal with the piled-up official documents."

"Yes, sir."

Liu Ashan responded dully. Before leaving, he glanced at Ouyang Rong's somewhat strange back and left silently.

Just treat it as an illusion.

After Liu Ashan left, Ouyang Rong, who had always had a calm expression, immediately turned around and saw the man walking away, and he let out a breath.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and looked at himself, muttered a few words, and shook his head slightly.

He turned straight into the back hall of the lobby, found a remote room, silently entered the door, turned around, locked it, and sat down at the table.

In the dimly lit room, Ouyang Rong lowered his head and raised his hands to grasp both sides of his chin and cheeks, as if picking something off, his face and palms separated.

Faintly, the light in the room was distorted.

The young man at the table is still the same young man, but he is a little different from when he first walked in.

Ouyang Rong was dressed in navy blue uniform, sitting leisurely on a chair, playing with a bronze animal face with interest.

It's Mirage Mask.

Just took it off my face.

"Ah Shan is very attentive, but he has always been by my side, so he naturally observes me carefully, and it is normal to find some abnormalities.

"But those colleagues in the county government didn't seem to notice anything. That's right. When dealing with normal people, even if they are good friends, they would not get close enough to get in front of each other's face to take a closer look. At most, they are more sensitive to clothing and hairstyles."

Ouyang Rong nodded slowly, turned around and walked to a copper basin filled with water. He lowered his head and looked at the real face reflected in the water.

After being bedridden for several days, he developed a shaggy beard on his chin.

Ouyang Rong touched the real stubble, looked down at the bronze mask in his hand, and his eyes showed some novelty.

"Mirage Mask? From the looks of it, it's really interesting to be able to fake the real one, but it's less exciting and a bit weird to change yourself. The uncanny valley effect should be applied..."

Ouyang Rong laughed and shook his head.

He spent 1,500 merits last night to exchange for good fortune, so that this mirage mask, which originally belonged to a special type of alchemist and qi practitioner, was transformed by the strange purple mist on the good fortune clock.

Ouyang Rong not only bound this object with Qi, but also received a large piece of strange and hazy information, which seemed to be the secret to its use.

So early this morning, he couldn't wait to try it out. Just now he put on a mask, changed into himself, and wandered around the county government office twice. Only Liu Ashan noticed something was wrong, and no one else noticed.

It sounds a bit strange, but someone was really bored and it was the first time he came into contact with this mythical power, so naturally he had a lot of fun playing it for a while.

In the room, Ouyang Rong returned to the table, holding the bronze animal mask in his hand and closing his eyes slightly.

I sensed the message that the mirage mask conveyed to my mind.

He read it carefully, closed his eyes and muttered:

"That's it... activate a special ritual... murder the sacrifice in front of the audience... you can collect the mythical spirituality of the unjustly killed person... create an illusion... keep the appearance of the sacrifice... and this bronze

The beast face can save multiple sacrifice illusions..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes, frowned and looked at the empty room, wondering to himself:

"Can multiple sacrifice illusions be stored... But didn't the junior sister leave the bamboo slips because she learned that a mirage mask can only transform one person?

"Could it be that the Jade Demon Fairy and others are not good at learning, are too good at it, or are not talented enough, so they have not fully explored the special alchemist path and are just half-assed?"

As if he had guessed the answer, the corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

"Or is this thing transformed by Ziwu?

"No matter what the reason is, these strange purple mist coming out of the fortune clock seem to be a bit overbearing. They are like crushing levels. They have unlocked the Mirage Mask from the inside out. Well, it is now in my shape.

Already."

Ouyang Rong was quite satisfied with the expenditure of these fifteen hundred merits, and it seemed that it was not wasted money.

"I just don't know if I have the opportunity to collect sacrificial illusions again. Will I need to consume merit and blessings... I should. After all, I don't have any spiritual energy cultivation at the moment, and this purple mist seems to be able to replace spiritual energy, and even unlock a small amount of spiritual energy."

It’s a mythical artifact that even a mid-level Qi practitioner like Junior Sister can’t unlock.”

Ouyang Rong touched his chin again and sighed towards the mirage mask in his hand:

"It seems that when the original body drowned and passed out in public just after taking office, it was Liu Ziwen and the Yuxi female fairy who caused the trouble. They had collected the original body's spirituality and made it into an illusion... I am just being confused and repaying myself in this life.

A grudge?

"But the Jade Princess Fairy is still in a coma and is not dead. Well, we can't let her go. I don't know what's going on with Liu Lang, who is in charge of the office..."

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, then lowered his head to study and played with the bronze animal mask for a while.

After a while, his face lost interest, and he threw the bronze mask on the table with a "thump".

"It's still a bit useless. There's no point in changing myself... Do you want me to find sacrifices for the wronged and collect new illusions? But planning to kill people in public is a bit perverted. I don't go home honestly and stay in this world.

What's this thing for? A real-life version of Werewolf, right? My evaluation is that it's not as good as the postgraduate entrance examination.

"But after this thing is unlocked by Ziwu, I seem to be able to use it for others to use it to create a substitute... This is a way, but why do I need a substitute..."

Ouyang Rong stopped talking silently. He looked at the mask and then at the sunny window.

After a moment of silence, Ouyang Rong suddenly stood up and put away the mirage mask.

He left the desk and passed by the copper basin filled with water. He paused and looked at the reflection in the water. Ouyang Rong went to get a set of utensils and shaved off the stubble.

He suddenly looked much younger, just like the illusion of the original body in Mirage Mask, except that his skin looked slightly darker, but after being raised recently, it was not a big problem.

Ouyang Rong, as usual, dealt with a pile of official documents in the morning, which were all trivial matters.

What is slightly noteworthy among them is the official message sent by Jiangzhou Governor's Office. It is said that Ouyang Rong, the magistrate of Longcheng County, has made great contributions in disaster relief and flood control, and has taken the lead in saving floods. The king of the state and the censor who inspected the place

Wait for the Shangguan and write a letter to ask for merit on his behalf. Wait a moment and you should be rewarded by the court.

However, Ouyang Rong is not interested in this and has no hope. He has no one in the court, so he should not daydream about it.

Asking for credit means that for the same credit, whether someone in the Jinluan Palace speaks for you or not, the rewards you get are completely different.

As for his immediate boss, Wang Lengran, will he put in a good word for him?

Ouyang Rong was skeptical.

Fortunately, he didn't care anymore. There was still half an hour before noon. Ouyang Rong threw away the official documents, went out directly, left the county government office, and took Liu Ashan to the official house where the Jade Goddess was imprisoned.

As soon as he arrived at the courtyard of the official residence where the Jade Immortal was imprisoned, Ouyang Rong saw Yan Liulang and other detectives with sad faces, sighing and sighing around the bed.

These days, the official residence is under the full management of Junior Sister and Yan Liulang. Ouyang Rong only occasionally checks in, but doesn't know much about it. He mainly trusts Junior Sister.

"Why do you have such a bitter face?" Ouyang Rong asked curiously.

Yan Liulang and his subordinates looked at each other with guilty expressions on their faces.

"In the Ming Dynasty, it was the incompetence and poor care of my subordinates that disrupted Master Xie's arrangements before he left..."

Yan Liulang scratched his head, explained what happened last night, stamped his feet and said bitterly:

"The prisoner finally woke up, but suddenly he vomited blood and fainted. I don't know if it was because of the detoxification pill, or if someone wanted to kill someone and silence him..."

The blue-clothed catcher gritted his teeth and held up his knife, then showed half of the blade: "Ming Mansion, my subordinates are investigating who did it..."

Ouyang Rong's originally calm expression changed. He glanced at the dying Jade Fairy in the direction of the bed, and asked calmly:
To be continued...