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"help?"

Li Mo couldn't help but be confused.

With Bingtuozi's character, he would actually talk to others when something happens?

Ying Bing sat down at the stone table and poured tea out of habit, his light face a little confused.

She cleared her throat:

"Come here and listen."

Li Mo: "..."

Why does it feel weird?

Asking me for help is like giving a lecture to the leader.

Who knows how Bingtuozi developed the aura of a superior person? Well...it can only be said that Daughter of Destiny has its own extraordinary qualities.

"Why is it so grand?"

"You don't have much to worry about."

Li Mo sat down opposite her, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

He didn't even notice.

He was using the cup that a certain Bing Tuozi had just drank from.

"Will the sect mission you accept go to Ziyang Mansion City?"

Ying Bing's eyes moved slightly, as if he didn't see it.

"I haven't accepted the mission yet."

"But I do plan to find a mission in Ziyang Mansion City."

Li Mo held the back of his head with both hands and said with a smile:

"I've come to Ziyang Mansion and haven't even had a proper stroll around yet. I guess I want to do something for my own benefit."

"This trip won't be very busy. If you have any chores, you might as well just ask."

Doing tasks comes second.

The sect's contribution points are dispensable to him, as long as he takes on a simpler task and can handle it.

"I want you to help me find someone."

"She should be... a beggar now."

Falling into memories, the frost on Ying Bing's face seemed to melt away.

She was unable to join the Qingyuan Sect at that time.

He could only live in an abandoned dwelling in Ziyang Mansion City.

It was also because of this that I met Jiang Chulong who also had nowhere to go.

In this life, it was because of Li Mo's help that I opened my veins and showed my talent.

In the previous life, if she and Jiang Chulong hadn't helped each other, she wouldn't have been able to open her pulse.

She has now entered the Qingyuan Sect.

Jiang Chulong was alone without her, and he didn't know how to face those difficult situations...

"I would like to ask you to find her and arrange food, clothing and shelter for her."

Um?

After hearing what she said, Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

Bingtuozi would actually worry about someone's food, clothing, housing and transportation?

Is this still the Bingtuozi I know?

Could it be one of her relatives?

The county where she originally lived was hit by a scourge, and all her relatives were supposedly killed.

Maybe where did she get the news that she had an only relative who was living in Ziyang Fucheng?

That makes sense.

Of course, Xiao Li thought of this section.

So he said seriously:

"Don't worry, although Ziyang Fucheng is not a small city, it is not difficult to find someone."

"If you remember that person's appearance and characteristics, you might as well draw them."

As he spoke, he took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

He was very willing to help Bingtuozi. As long as it was related to Bingtuozi, the system's feedback would be good.

Besides, he is willing to help with finding relatives even if there is no reward.

"draw...."

Ying Bing took the pen calmly.

Less than half an hour later.

Student Xiao Li looked solemnly at the 'masterpiece' on the table.

"Ying Bing."

"Um?"

"I said, does anyone really look like this?"

Looking at the portrait that can be called the Great Accomplishment of abstract art, Li Mo asked.

Let's just say.

Let me find someone, can our portraits be realistic?

You're talking about abstraction. If we hadn't seen a few Picasso paintings in our previous life, we wouldn't have recognized him as a person.

"The characteristics are obvious."

"The woman has big eyes and small lips."

Ying Bing's beautiful eyes turned away.

Li Mo: "...Does she have some more intuitive characteristics?"

Ying Bing seemed to be reminiscing, and after a while he said:

"some."

"She has a terrible wound on her chest, she stutters a bit when she speaks, and... if she washes her face clean, it will be very beautiful."

"Um...how beautiful?"

"Compared with me, everyone has his own merits."

"...That's true."

.....

Without further ado.

Finally, Xiao Li finally summarized some specific information.

It is better to choose a day than to hit it.

He didn't waste any time and was ready to leave on the same day.

Before leaving, he left a few days' worth of wine for Master, so that Ying Bing could supply it regularly.

After doing this, he went to Shenbing Peak.

.....

afternoon.

A rather impressive carriage drove down the mountain.

Incense was burning in the car, and tea was swirling in the bowl without spilling any of it.

"Brother Li, why did you accept the task of hunting down Jiang Yang's thieves?"

Murong Xiao looked at the portraits spread out on the table.

This portrait drawn by the Foreign Affairs Office is also quite blurry.

After all, there were no photos in this era.

If you can't compare the painting with the person, you can only rely on other people's dictation. There may even be deviations when different people dictate the same person.

"I was looking for someone, so I just took it as a convenience."

Li Mo said casually.

Cui Peng, a great thief from the Yangtze River, was in the inner breath condensation state and was seriously injured by an outside deacon ten days ago.

He is proficient in horizontal training, good at using swordsmanship, and has dozens of blood debts on his body.

For other Qi and Blood Realm disciples, even if Cui Peng is injured, he is still a tough opponent to deal with.

But for Li Mo...

A good practical target, nothing more.

He has never fought anyone with a real sword or gun...

"Since Brother Li has accepted the mission, I will dig three feet deep in Ziyang Fucheng to find this person."

Murong Xiao rubbed the back of his head and smiled.

Li Mo laughed dumbly.

How do you feel that after classmate Murong learned the golden bell mask, he became a little more honest?

"By the way, besides Cui Peng, who should Brother Li look for?"

"He's a little beggar..."

On the carriage, Murong Xiao held a pen and carefully memorized every word Li Mo said, appearing to be extremely attentive.

He was about to go home and asked his grandfather for help.

When it comes to news, the Murong family is quite well-informed, and Li Mo can trust this.

unconsciously.

The carriage drove into Fucheng and directly entered the inner city. The buildings were much more luxurious than those in the outer city.

"Murong Mansion."

Li Mo raised his eyes and saw the gold-plated plaque. The Murong Mansion was quite impressive in the inner city.

"Master, Mr. Li."

The butler obviously knew this a long time ago and came forward with a smile on his face.

"Brother Li, if you invite me, it's just like coming to your own home."

Murong Xiao returned home and relaxed completely.

Walking through the gallery garden, Li Mo looked at it with interest.

This seems to be much larger than the house in his hometown, and it has the feel of a wealthy family and is very elegant.

"Xiao'er."

After entering the main hall, they saw two old men sitting and drinking tea in front of a large table of delicacies. One of them, dressed in crimson robes, waved to Murong Xiao.

Another old man in purple robe with half black and half white hair, his eyes stayed on Li Mo.

Then, he turned to look at the sword at his waist.

"This must be Li Zhenzhuan."

"He is truly a talented person. Heroes come from young."

The old man in crimson clothes stood up and greeted him with a smile:

"I was having tea with the master of the palace just now. I learned that Li Zhenchuan was coming, but he stayed here and drank too much of me."