Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 203: Self-Cultivation of Love Tribulation (8)
Hu Zhengchang, who did many crimes, died.

Huachun City lost the city lord.

Bai Ruisong gritted his teeth and turned Fu Yaoguang into the new city lord.

Fuyao is ignorant of government affairs, but he is powerful, unmatched, and his heart is righteous, and he has pulled out all the minions of the villains in the city lord's mansion.

The servants, servants, guards, and even officials of the City Lord's Mansion were all impressed by Fu Yaoguang's character and silently helped him cover up his identity.

No one knew, Hua Chun quietly changed to a new city lord.

What Fu Yaoguang has to do is to dig out all the villains left by Hu Zhengchang in this city.

Ling Chan thought for a while, and seriously suggested: "The young man I caught in Wushan Town, he was doing human trafficking... He said he bought the goods from the next door, and he confessed to Yang Yutang of the City Lord's Mansion. "

"The maid said, Yang Yutang is dead, did you ask him anything?"

"I don't know." Fu Yaoguang was only responsible for finding out the villains. What evil deeds did they do, and Bai Ruisong interrogated them, "Bai Ruisong has records."

Ling Chan nodded, her black eyes were as calm as water, "I suspect that they are doing wild sacrifices, using the lives of living people to make the best, and the picture must be not small."

Fu Yaoguang stood straight in front of her, "Do you want to investigate the case?"

"think."

"I'll take you to see Bai Ruisong tomorrow."

"Okay!" Ling Chan showed a big, grateful smile.

"We haven't introduced ourselves yet, have we?" Ling Chan smiled and said, "I'm Ling Chan, a monk who has just left the mountain. My goal is to uphold justice in the world! What about you?"

Holding the scabbard with one hand, Fu Yaoguang said in a flat voice, "Fu Yaoguang has neither father nor mother."

He stood in the candlelight, but he was like a handful of snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, chilling.

……

……

The two looked at each other.

Fu Yaoguang's face was calm, his black eyes were like still water flowing deep, without waves or ripples.

Ling Chan asked suspiciously: "Why don't you leave?"

"this is my room."

Ling Chan: "...do you want to watch me sleep?"

Fu Yaoguang frowned in disapproval, and said: "As a monk, you should work hard to cultivate, how can you rest at night?"

Ling Chan: "..."

"Do not."

She spit out this word coldly, jumped onto the bed, holding the brocade quilt in her arms.

Fuyao lightened his toes and floated up.

He did a good job of crossing his legs in the air, put the long sword on his knees, closed his eyes, and started to get lucky.

The doors and windows were closed, but the wind blew up, and the clear air between the sky and the earth turned into a whirlwind, swirling around the flying light.

Ling Chan hugged the quilt, dumbfounded: [This world is not aura, the age of the end of the Dharma!Why!Why is this person able to respond to this level of heaven and earth visions with just ordinary cultivation! 】

Ling Chan has worked so hard, hearing chickens dance for more than ten years, probably not absorbing as much fresh air as Fu Yaoguang in a day.

[Just,] the system said: [He is a god, but you are just a tool...you understand. 】

"..."

Ling Chan was in no mood to sleep.

She piled up the quilts and pillows to form a seat, making herself a little taller than Fuyaoguang floating in the air, crossed her legs, closed her eyes and collected her mind, turned her heart to the sky, and began to practice.

She wants to catch the fresh air brought by the flying light!

……

the next day.

Ling Chan opened her eyes and stretched her waist refreshed.

She was like a sponge soaked with water, full of fresh air, and swelled round and round.

It can be called radiant.

During this night of practice, her efficiency has improved rapidly. People who used to have broken legs crawled on the ground with difficulty, but now their legs have finally grown back, and they can walk easily.

It made Chan happy physically and mentally, so she saw how Fu Yaoguang looked so pleasing to the eye.

This is not only the annoying god, but also Ling Chan's practice accelerator!
She sat up and found that there was no figure of Fu Yaoguang in the room.

She pushed open the door and saw the people in the yard.

Fu Yaoguang is practicing martial arts.

He held a wooden stick in his hand, and his figure was vigorous. He moved around like a dragon swimming out of the water, and his figure was like a frightened bird.

The sound of piercing the sky was endless, and the sword energy rolled up the new leaves on the branches and sprinkled it.

Ling Chan stood at the door, watching intently.

When the Fuyao light stopped, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were scattered all over the ground, and the branches in his hands turned into dust. He stood among the broken red leaves and saluted Ling Chan, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

The girl holding the wooden door bent her eyes and showed a bright smile.

"Yesterday, you promised me that you could show me Yang Yutang's files..."

"I have already told the guards at the gate, and they will notify Bai Ruisong."

Ling Chan rolled her eyes with a smile.

……

Bai Ruisong opened it quickly, carrying a thick stack of files, except for Yang Yutang's, and everyone who was interrogated these days.

Ling Chan looked at Yang Yutang first.

Yang Yutang did mention the wealthy households in the dossier, but he only said that he bought a large number of virgins from the wealthy households, and did not mention anything related to the evil sacrifice at all.

Ling Chan said: "Since the restriction has been imposed, it is impossible to ask questions using mortal interrogation methods."

"But everything they can say is here, without any omission." Bai Ruisong said firmly.

"Then, let's start with human trafficking and investigate where those children come from and where they are going."

Bai Ruisong and Ling Chan were on the wooden table, reviewing the files face to face.

Fu Yaoguang stood at the side, holding his long sword, as cold and sharp as this sword.

He watched the two people bury their heads in their books, discussing a few words from time to time, and the more they talked, the closer their heads got closer, "I think this Hanxing Mountain must be a very important place!"

"But there is a dojo here, and there are immortals practicing here... We can't come to interfere for no reason!"

"There are people holding evil sacrifices in the mountains, so it's not for no reason?"

"Miss don't understand," Bai Ruisong flashed out an old pamphlet, "This Taoist temple has been in my Huachun for nearly 50 years, and the fog persists all the year round, which is very strange. People who went in all the time met encounters in the mountains. The ghost hit the wall and wandered out by itself.

But the girl comes from a famous family, so I wonder if she can visit one or two in the way of a monk. "

The paper was worn out and the characters were extremely complicated, so Chan carefully looked at the small, ant-sized characters that Bai Ruisong pointed out to her. Her long hair slipped from her shoulders and drooped on Bai Ruisong's hands.

The long hair is cold, but with a light floral fragrance.

Bai Ruisong shook his hand, and his long hair fell off quickly.

He was flustered for no reason.

The first reaction was to look up at Fu Yaoguang.

Facing the sight of Shang Fuyaoguang.

The dark eyes, like a piece of ice that will not melt, exude a calm chill.

Smooth and calm, impersonal.

Bai Ruisong breathed a sigh of relief.

His loyalty to the lord can be learned from the sun and the moon, and he will never spy on the person the lord likes, no matter how beautiful he is, it doesn't matter!

Snapped.

Bai Ruisong felt a pain in his forehead.

Ling Chan held the scroll and knocked on him, feeling a little annoyed, "I told you several times and you didn't answer, what are you thinking!"

Bai Ruisong leaned back a little, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, sorry, it's my fault."

"Can you say it again, girl?"

Ling Chan said: "I walk in the world, I don't want to borrow the reputation of my teacher, so I can send a letter to the Taoist temple with the official document. Now that I know the place, I can use the Taoist method to send things there."

"it is good."

Bai Ruisong stood up, took a few steps back, and said with a smile, "In that case... I'll take my leave first."

"No." Ling Chan said, "Where is the person who came with me now?"

(End of this chapter)