My mortal enemy raided my house at night
Song Liubai slowed down his pace and entered the hall.
He crossed his arms, took a closer look at the people in the hall, and then rolled up his long hair in front of his shoulders. He greeted them without caring about the serious atmosphere, "Hello, Uncle Master, why are there so many people here?"
"Looks like this, is this another trouble?"
Shangguan Qing arrived early and stood near the door.
Song Liubai took a step towards him, patted his shoulder with his fingers, and said in a light tone: "Brother Shangguan is here too, what a coincidence."
"Master... Senior Brother"
Shangguan Qing was startled by the slap. He could feel that everyone in the hall was looking at him.
"Enough, Song Liubai, now that you are here, please come over here." Yuan Li frowned, and his strong voice was clearly heard by everyone in the hall.
"I'm so rash." Song Liubai sounded embarrassed, but on the surface he still looked indifferent.
Song Liubai walked to Yan Meiqian and stopped. The two looked at each other and nodded.
Yuan Li stared at Song Liubai and said directly, "I summoned you all here today for one thing."
"We need to clean up the pagan sects, and this requires you all to come down the mountain in a few days."
Song Liubai slightly restrained his expression, and thoughts flowed in his eyes under his delicate brows.
Reactionary? That simple?
Yan Meiqian frowned and spoke with a puzzled look, "Uncle Master, which sect is this time?"
Yuan Li did not hide anything and said directly: "Qinhe, Qinggumen."
Once this name came out.
The expressions of the people present all changed differently.
Yan Meiqian was the first to speak up. "Qinggu Sect is not under the management of Hengyuan Sect. This sect belongs to the Otherworldly Liuli Sect. Are we...overstepping our boundaries?"
Yuan Li shook his head. "No, Qinggu Sect is located between Hengyuan Sect and Liuli Sect. Now that there is a problem, why doesn't our sect intervene?"
"If that's the case, perhaps the Liuli Sect also thinks the same way?" Song Liubai asked, "Since our sect has received the news that the Qinggu Sect will be dealt with, it's impossible that the Liuli Sect hasn't already known about it."
Yuan Li touched his chin and replied as if he had expected this: "Of course, this time the two sects are working together. However, in a few months, our sect will have exchanges with the Liuli Sect. This time, some people should not be so unscrupulous."
There is no doubt that Yuan Li's last sentence was aimed at Song Liubai, suggesting that he should be more restrained this time and not cause any conflict.
"Oh."
Song Liubai silently turned his eyes away.
It was impossible not to cause a conflict. The two sects were already in opposition, and it was likely that the other side would do everything they could to embarrass the Hengyuan Sect.
Yuan Li gave Song Liubai a warning look.
Then he turned to Yan Meiqian and the others and gave them instructions, "Go gather some people, and keep your mouth shut this time."
"This time, Song Liubai and Yan Meiqian will lead the team."
"Yes." Yan Meiqian nodded.
Then Yuan Li waved her hand with satisfaction, "Okay, you can leave now."
"Song Liubai stays."
The footsteps gradually faded away.
Song Liubai turned around and asked, "Master, why did you keep me here? What do you want to say?"
Yuan Li took a few steps closer to him and said, "My little nephew is smart. Why don't you guess why I asked you to clean up the pagans?"
Song Liubai waved his hand, "They are nothing more than harming the people, or practicing evil magic, or becoming rebellious and joining the demon world."
Unexpectedly, Song Liubai immediately summarized several points. Yuan Li touched the back of his head awkwardly, then continued, "I don't know where this Qingshi Sect got the secret method from. Within a few months, ten people have reached the Nascent Soul stage. At the same time, according to the report, the wailing of men and women can often be heard in the mountains behind Qingshi Sect in the middle of the night, but no one has disappeared in the city."
Yuan Li: "So, the sect elders want you to go there this time to investigate where this secret technique came from and what it is used for."
Song Liubai understood.
Yuan Li approached Song Liubai and placed his hand on his shoulder like an elder. "Be more careful this time."
"Understood, Uncle Master."
Song Liubai was a little uncomfortable with Yuan Li's air of being an elder, and felt that she was taking advantage of him. He immediately distanced himself from the two of them.
Suddenly, Song Liubai paused, and a person's face popped up in his mind inappropriately, with a hint of cunning in his expression.
Suddenly, Song Liubai's eyes darkened.
"By the way, I want my uncle to do me a favor."
"What?" Yuan Li was caught off guard.
Song Liubai put his hands on his hips and spoke slowly, "These past few days, I've often heard rumors about my savior. They've spread far and wide, so much so that I'm afraid that if he stays here alone while I'm out on a mission, someone with ulterior motives might make things difficult for him."
"He was bullied, and I feel bad about it. Why don't I let him go with me this time?"
In fact, Song Liubai, the culprit of this incident, did not feel guilty at all. He just wanted to embarrass Xiao Cha so that he could see his true nature.
Yuan Li looked at Song Liubai with a little more curiosity.
There was even more joking and playful expression on his brows, "It's rare to see you worrying about others. It's rare."
"Uncle Master, when you say that, it's as if I'm some kind of heartless monster." Song Liubai chuckled.
Yuan Li exhaled, "Alright, I think you have some plans, as long as you have them in mind, I won't waste any more time."
"Thank you, Uncle Master."
Song Liubai raised his hand and was about to say goodbye.
Yuan Li quickly added: "It depends on his opinion! If others don't want to, forget it."
Song Liubai did not respond to this, but turned around and waved goodbye.
…………
Two days later
midnight
In the Law Enforcement Library.
Xiao Cha was wearing the mink fur that Shangguan Qing had given her during the day and was kneeling in front of the desk.
The candle beside was flickering in the cold wind coming in through the closed window. The flame illuminated half of the beauty's face, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow.
The years are peaceful.
"Ahem."
Xiao Cha tightened the mink fur around her body and stared at the scroll in her hand.
That was the storybook that the teacher in the pavilion had specially found for him these days because he was afraid that he would be bored.
It was Xiao Cha’s first time traveling into the world of immortal cultivation, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, the plot hasn't arrived yet. Firstly, he can't practice, and secondly, there is naturally no one in the Hengyuan Sect to talk to him.
Although no one knew what Shangguan Qing had done in the past two days after he returned, the rumors about him in the sect had improved a lot.
However, what followed was that people often lingered at the door of the library.
When Mr. Shuge asked, those people claimed that they were looking for him.
result.
When he really showed up, the people on the opposite side all turned red in the face and ran away hesitantly. After a few rounds of this, Xiao Cha sighed. Did this cultivator make himself stupid?
Is it because I look too scary?
Xiao Cha immediately shook his head, as if to put this idea behind his head. After all, he was not confident in anything about himself, but he was absolutely confident in his mind and face.
Xiao Cha was thinking about these things unconsciously and felt a headache. He put away the book, took off his coat, lay down on the bed, and wrapped himself in the quilt.
The room suddenly became quiet. Xiao Cha closed his eyes and his hearing became very sensitive.
He listened to the occasional soft popping of the candle, accompanied by the sound of the wind outside hitting the window.
Xiao Cha listened to the white noise and fell asleep as his body relaxed.
Sudden.
Xiao Cha felt the bed beside him being pressed down by something heavy.
Before Xiao Cha opened his eyes, someone grabbed his hand by his side and pressed an unknown acupoint. Then he felt his muscles relax and he couldn't move.
"Good evening, it seems that Mr. Xiao just had a good dream." A gentle male voice came from Xiao Cha's ears.
Xiao Cha opened his eyes, and there was a helpless look in his eyes, which was an accusation against the person in front of him for his inappropriate behavior.
Song Liubai, who was standing beside the bed, didn't notice anything at all, or perhaps he didn't care.
Song Liubai grabbed Xiao Cha's weak hand and shook it gently, smiling warmly.
"Mr. Xiao, these hands are as long as white bamboo. I wonder which girl will be able to play with them in the future..."
Song Liubai paused for a moment, his cold fingers rubbing against the slender wrist, and he pondered, "Or perhaps, judging by Young Master Xiao's appearance, it's not impossible that he's a man?"
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