Xiaomiao: Don’t run away, the situation is dangerous, come back late.

This is the information on the phone's screen opening. Wang Xiaomiao frowned slightly because the phone had a password that could not be opened. She clicked the screen a few times and found that an emergency contact was Monk Huaijing.

When you walk to the window and look out through the curtains, you can see that this is on a higher floor, with a spacious road below, a lively vegetable market in the distance, and a continuous distant mountain in the sky.

The pattern on the curtains is not too big...

Recalling Master Huaijing's identity, Wang Xiaomiao concluded that this place should be in Master Huaijing's hometown, near Tianlong Temple.

How are the elder sister? Can those sinful cultivators break the ban of the old senior Jianling?

Will the Sword Sect be targeted? How is the situation of my brother’s master’s wife? Is it because of pressure to find a way to call myself back?

Wang Xiaomiao rubbed her brows and felt a little sleepy again. She walked to the closet next to the door and took a look. It was empty inside and there was not even a bathrobe.

With a glove on the safety lock on the room door, Wang Xiaomiao looked outside through the cat's eyes, took another piece of paper and pasted the cat's eyes.

After doing this, Wang Xiaomiao sat on the bed and began to think about the whole thing.

Now, she has almost figured out what happened, but due to lack of intelligence, many details cannot be supplemented.

"These bastards, bullying my elder sister, I must let you know the price of angering the spokesperson of Tianjie and his sister!"

Wang Xiaomiao gritted her teeth, then lie down with a "ah whin" and held the pillow.

"Ah, a little shrimp who doesn't even have a golden elixir. There is no basic condition for self-destruction. If you want to self-destruction, you can only blow up their beards..."

After a while of decline, Wang Xiaomiao raised her hands and shook the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" against the ceiling.

In a daze, Wang Xiaomiao fell asleep again until Monk Huaijing's voice woke her up.

"Mr. Xiao Miao, open a door for the monk."

"Here you come!"

Wang Xiaomiao opened her eyes, slipped down from the bed, looked outside through the cat's eyes, was a little stunned, and quickly opened the door.

Flowery shorts, flowery shirt, straw hat and sunglasses, this outfit is like a sea nearby...

Monk Huaijing walked in with a few bags and smiled bitterly at Wang Xiaomiao.

"Amitabha, in order to buy clothes for you, the little monk can only disguise himself and go to the women's clothing store," Huai sighed, grabbed the demon-subduing pestle in his sleeve, and stood by the door.

The room was suddenly surrounded by Buddha's light, which could be isolated from external spiritual consciousness to detect.

Wang Xiaomiao took two bags and entered the bathroom; Monk Huaijing placed the bowls of vegetarian dishes and rice he brought next to the bedside table.

After Wang Xiaomiao changed into a dress and walked out, she thanked her, sat on her two slippers, and was stunned when she looked at the food...

"I seem to have already fasted."

"Oh?" Monk Huaijing smiled, "I thought you would be hungry here, so I came here as soon as the sky was dark. Let's try it. It was all fried by our chef from Tianlong Temple. I even asked him to add oil and water."

"Well, thank you, Master," Wang Xiaomiao started eating with a bowl of rice in small mouthfuls, "How is the situation now?"

Huaijing went to the window, looked out through the gaps in the curtains, and said, "There are a lot of things happening today, I will briefly say it according to the timeline."

"Speak from when my elder sister was sealed up."

Huai Jing said slowly: "Okay, my elder sister was sealed. Those sin cultivators tried for two hours but could not break the ban set by the sword spirit of the Sword Sect. So they arranged several more seals, claiming that they had sealed the demon fox.

More than three hours after the eldest sister was sealed up, in the middle of the night, Mou Yue sent a message in a group chat that Miss Mou Yue was on the verge of emotional collapse.”

"What's wrong?"

Huai Jing said: "Because of the long-term inability to grasp the whereabouts of Wuyu, Director Chi Ling was held accountable and dereliction of duty, suspended and asked to assist in the investigation.

Although this regulatory bureau is just a false statement, allowing Chi Ling to supervise the special affairs group, Chi Ling is actually the leader of the investigation group.

But now, the position of this director is temporarily replaced by Qin Yishen, the leader of the special affairs group. The investigation team is now restrained by the special affairs group. Nearly half of the backbone of the investigation team are required to be suspended for investigation, and several people have been taken away directly..."

Wang Xiaomiao frowned tightly and said, "Does my brother's teacher's wife have no counterattack?"

"Who knows," Huai Jing shrugged, "Maybe I didn't expect this would happen."

"Impossible, my brother's teacher's wife is not a simple person," Wang Xiaomiao took a breath, grabbed a vegetarian dish, and thought while eating, "It's a bit too strange. Director Chi Ling did nothing in this incident, which is actually the most unusual thing.

By the way, where is my brother’s whereabouts? Did Director Chi Ling tell me?”

"Uh?" Huai Jing blinked, "Where has Feiyu been? I can't even use my baby to tell... I asked in the investigation team. Director Chi Ling started to investigate Feiyu's whereabouts a year ago, but there was no news."

Wang Xiaomiao was even more confused, and then the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Master, can you use your basin to illuminate a few places?"

"Of course," Mr. Huaijing took out his bowl from his sleeve and smiled, "This is not a basin... Of course, in general, this is a basin, but this is a Buddhist instrument."

Only then did Wang Xiaomiao have the leisure to look at the bowl a few times and found that there were many marks on it...

"The same style as Fahai?"

"Okay, fortunately you didn't say the same style as Tang Monk..."

Wang Xiaomiao said quickly: "I want to see what the old Master Tianshi Dao is doing now."

"It's so exciting as soon as I come up?" Huai Jing responded with laughter and cry, and did as he said, pointing his fingers at the bowl, and it was quickly filled with clear water, and the water surface was slightly rippling.

In the picture, an old Taoist lying on a square collapse, wearing headphones, savoring fragrant tea, and flipping through an ancient book in front of him...

Huaijing and Wang Xiaomiao's foreheads were suddenly covered with black lines, and they felt something was shattered.

"Look at my brother and his master's wife again."

"Okay..."

Huai was shocked and the picture appeared again in the bowl.

In the picture, Chi Ling, wearing an apron, was busy closing the fire on the stove. A young man with his upper body flashed over, picked up Chi Ling and swept away the black smoke coming out of the pot with the other hand.

Looking closely, this young man seemed to be the old man’s master...

Wang Xiaomiao's face suddenly turned red, and the black line on Monk Huaijing's forehead became a little deeper. Before the picture was undescribable, he quickly stopped to investigate.

"Look at those sinful cultivators...well, the man with the magic sword in Sakurajima Country...the leader of the special affairs team...my parents..."

After watching after a while, Wang Xiaomiao continued to fall into deep thought.

My brother's master's wife seemed very happy to be suspended. She was living in the world of two people with her master. The old master of Longhu Mountain is also very casual. Not to mention nervousness and anxiety, this is the rhythm of turning a blind eye to things outside the window.

Fifteen ancient cunning cultivators gathered in the thatched cottage on the top of Mount Huashan, discussing something together. They all looked very good and there was no unbearable scene.

The leader of the special affairs team was sitting in an office, drinking champagne alone, dazzling towards the distance.

"Um……"

Wang Xiaomiao moaned softly, then sat on the slippers and leaned against the bed. The doubt on her little face gradually faded, but it soon became a little gloomy.

Huai Jing looked at Wang Xiaomiao with a little unhappy expression and whispered: "I think this matter is because Qin Yishen and Jiu Xiu have been planning for a long time, and everyone was beaten a little off guard..."

"Catched off guard? This director looked caught off guard? The old master of Longhu Mountain seemed to be caught off guard?"

"What's the matter with Master Tian..."

"It is the prohibition set by the old master of God for the sin cultivation!"

Wang Xiaomiao cursed angrily: "I understand that these adults are intriguing and fighting for fame and fortune, so my elder sister should be sacrificed and used as bait! Why should they do this!"

Monk Huaijing was stunned and waited for Wang Xiaomiao to finish scolding angrily, and then asked in a low voice: "Can you explain in detail? Xiao Monk's brain cell is a bit not enough."

"Director Chi Ling should have expected these actions of the censors and did not warn Sister Xilian in advance...excessively."

Wang Xiaomiao let out a light breath and calmed herself down.

Huaijing was still confused, "Why do you say that?"

"It's very simple, just make a reason," Wang Xiaomiao put down her bowl, retracted her from the bed, and wrapped herself in a quilt. "The first one to attack us and make my elder sister bewitched were two ancient cultivators who crossed the fairyland.

In other words, these ancient cultivators have been able to break free from the restrictions set by the Heavenly Master.

When these ancient cultivators besieged us, you also saw hundreds of monks... These cultivators are above the Golden Pill Realm, right? I see that they are all in the air, which shows that it has been a while since the sin cultivators broke free from the ban, and they have secretly developed their own power."

Huaijing frowned immediately and nodded immediately, "Speak more."

"Isn't the matter obvious yet? Even if the old master did not sense it when the ban was broken, the leader of the special affairs team kept looking for opportunities to propose proposals to let Gu Xiu go out of seclusion, which would definitely arouse Director Chi Ling's alertness."

Wang Xiaomiao gently tilted the corner of her mouth, "But this director is facing an embarrassing situation, that is, based on the current combat readiness group and the Taoist world, if it is not considered the immortals of the Diyin Sect, no one can restrict these ancient sin cultivation.

Simply put, she has lost the power to stop these sinful practices. What choice would you make?

I guess that the director had seen that this situation would happen today. She now understands the choice she made. Retreat to advance, and let the force formed by the censorship and special affairs punch out the clenched fists from the shadows!

This will reduce most of the threat and make the situation full of uncertainty clear again."

"Really or not?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Wang Xiaomiao pointed at the bowl, "Is she looking at the investigation? She obviously took the opportunity to take a vacation and went on a honeymoon with Master Qing Yanzi!

She clearly wanted to sacrifice my elder sister!

Maybe it’s better to use the hands of sinful cultivation to eliminate a hidden danger that can be possessed by devils at any time!

In the past, I thought this director was very powerful and was my role model... Now, this woman is also cruel and ruthless! Master Qing Yanzi will definitely be tortured to death if she falls into her hands!

No, Master Huaijing, call me to remind Master Qing Yanzi!”

Huai Jing frowned, "This is not suitable, maybe the couple are there..."

"Fight!" Wang Xiaomiao gritted her teeth, "I'm having a fight with this woman! I can't let Master Qing Yanzi continue to be fooled by her!"

"If it's really what Xiao Miao said," said the monk Huaijing. "Director Chi Ling has her own position and her way of dealing with it is not mixed with personal emotions, I think it's okay."

Wang Xiaomiao whispered: "If you don't make this call, when my brother comes back, I will tell him that you will carry me to the hotel room..."

"Wait a minute, the little monk finds Taoist Master Buyan's number," Monk Huaijing responded with a laugh and cry, then shook his head and sighed.

This really saved a little ancestor.

But after he called and had already answered, Wang Xiaomiao made continuous gestures, asking Monk Huaijing not to say anything more.

Huai Jing exchanged a few greetings, then quickly turned off his cell phone and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"It's not right. Director Chi Ling probably miscalculated it. She didn't expect Diyin Sect to directly block the mountain. This was too hasty for her..."

Wang Xiaomiao sighed, "I feel a little confused, I want to be quiet."

Huaijing was about to nod and agreed, but the phone suddenly vibrated a few times, emitting some purple-red light.

"Document sent by the investigation team?"
Chapter completed!