The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"This……"

The old Taoist Jiuling looked hesitant.

Turning to look at Yu Qian.

The latter keenly grasped the key.

Instead, he asked Lin Mo: "Your Majesty, don't you know Nannan's true identity?"

Lin Mo looked unhappy and said in a deep voice, "I'm asking you now."

"That little girl is an old friend of mine. For some reasons, she had to live in seclusion here."

Yu Qian hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "I can only tell you so much, senior. As for the rest, I apologize for not being able to answer."

"Huh? You are very brave!"

"Your Excellency, as the great master of the Taoist sect, I believe you will not blame me for this matter."

Lin Mo sneered again and again: "Okay, do you think you can control me with this?"

Yu Qian gritted his teeth and replied directly: "I don't dare, it's just that I really have something unspeakable, I hope you will forgive me!"

Lin Mo stared at him closely.

Release powerful divine soul pressure.

Yu Qian and Jiuling Lao Tao were left sweating coldly.

But the other party didn't want to speak, and Lin Mo couldn't really force a confession.

However, in fact, he already had a guess in his mind.

The identity of Long Yi is not that thorough.

After a while.

Lin Mo waved his hand and said, "That's all, I'm not indifferent to right from wrong. Since you have something to hide, I won't force you to do anything."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The two quickly thanked him.

When you look up again.

But he found that Lin Mo's figure had disappeared in front of him.

"People are gone."

Yu Qian let out a sigh of relief.

He hadn't felt this kind of fear in years.

The last time was when he just transformed.

When facing the man named "Lin Qing".

Old Taoist Jiuling asked in a low voice: "Senior Yu, is this person here for my daughter?"

Yu Qian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Probably not. If he really came here for Nannan, there is no way he doesn't even know Nannan's true identity."

"makes sense."

Taoist Jiuling quite agrees with this.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his heart trembled, and he hesitated, "Then he is doing it for the fifth underground floor..."

Yu Qian signaled him not to panic, and said slowly: "This person is a strong man who returns to the void, a figure at the level of a Taoist master. If he really comes here for the things inside, there is nothing we can do about him."

"But I guess that he should be a strong man who has returned to the void after his soul has left his body. He is curious about this place. He came here as a fugue and he probably doesn't know the secrets underground..."

"That's good, just don't come here for the things down there."

Jiuling Old Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Yu Qian couldn't help but be curious.

"Little Taoist priest, you are also from the Maoshan sect, one of the three great sects. Haven't you seen this person before?"

"No."

Taoist Jiuling shook his head firmly.

He was over fifty years old, but Yu Qian called him a "little Taoist priest".

It sounds a bit strange, but Taoist Jiuling didn't dare to complain about it.

After all, considering Yu Qian's age, he is indeed considered a junior in front of him.

Taoist Jiuling smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Yu, the world is so big. Don't look at his young age. Maybe he is an ancestor of some hidden sect who is older than me. How can I recognize him?" ?”

"That's true."

Yu Qian nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll go down and see my daughter, you can go about your business."

After saying that, he removed the manhole cover and jumped down.

The figure disappeared into the darkness of the well.

at the same time.

Lin Mo has controlled the wandering soul to return to the Secret Service.

Stretched and walked out of the lounge.

After looking at the sky, it was almost time for the next shift.

A cup of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and a newspaper to read for a day.

Oh, what a simple and unpretentious life.

I wouldn’t exchange it for a gold mountain!

I have an appointment with Cui You for dinner tomorrow night.

It's still early.

Lin Mo said hello to Ma Chao and left in advance.

"The bookstore should have storybooks suitable for children."

He planned to choose some interesting books and give them to Long Yi to relieve his boredom.

When we come to Dajing Road, there are the most bookstores here.

Lin Mo went straight to the "Jiuxiangju" bookstore on the corner of the street.

He had bought some poetry books here before.

This time it was quite familiar.

Seeing a customer coming to the door, the boss who was flipping through a book boredly at the counter at the door quickly put down the book in his hand and said hello.

There are usually not many people here.

Only on Saturdays and Sundays are there more customers.

Due to the lackluster business, many bookstore owners will choose to engage in book rental business to attract customers by renting out old novels.

Lin Mo nodded at him and walked in on his own.

It was really deserted inside.

There were only a few customers.

Most of them look like students.

They all sat cross-legged by the bookshelf and read books.

Maybe I read the humorous plot.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

There was also a young man who looked very excited.

When I read the climax, I couldn't help but clenched my fists and shouted.

Maybe you realize your voice is too loud and worry about disturbing others.

He raised his head uneasily and happened to meet Lin Mo's eyes.

The young man couldn't help but blush and smiled sheepishly.

Lin Mo smiled and nodded slightly.

The young man then calmed down and continued reading.

But this time, he suppressed his blush and didn't make any sound.

Lin Mo glanced at the book held in the young man's hand.

The cover has the words "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" written on it.

He couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Take a stroll through the store.

The bookshelves display dress-bound books, thread-bound books, primary and secondary school textbooks, novels, story books and various miscellaneous books.

Lin Mo picked out a few interesting novels and put them in his arms.

Just as he was about to pay, he suddenly remembered something.

I went back and took some textbooks used in the school.

When he went to the counter to pay, Lin Mo asked the boss if there were any villain books for sale in the store.

Looking at Lin Mo's clothes, the boss knew that he was no ordinary person.

Therefore, there is no hiding.

"Sir, there are no little books in the shop. But if you go out, turn left and walk to the corner of the street, you will see a bird market second-hand books stall. There are more vendors selling second-hand books there than on Dajing Road. Maybe you can find some second-hand books. People’s books.”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'll leave you slowly!"

Following the bookstore owner's guidance, Lin Mo quickly arrived at the Bird Market used bookstall.

The street here is full of used books.

The contents are mostly old textbooks, short storybooks and all old scriptures.

In addition, there are martial arts and romance novels that common people like, as well as some dramas, drum books and song books.

These are collected by vendors when they collect waste paper.

After they put some time into sorting it out, they decided to price it based on the size, thickness, and condition of the paper.

Therefore, the selling price is generally relatively cheap.

Because of the affordable prices, the bookstall attracted many customers and the business was very prosperous.

There are also a lot of little book stalls here, about a dozen.

Every time I watch a set, there is one big boy or two big boys.

Many children gathered together in twos and threes, holding rented books and reading there attentively.

When you read something wonderful, you will cheer loudly, which is much more comfortable than in a bookstore.

Walked to an old bookstall.

Lin Mo squatted down and rummaged around randomly.

When the boss saw the guest, he greeted him warmly: "Sir, take a look and choose whatever you want."

Lin Mo selected a few books.

"Boss, do you only sell villain books here?"

His original intention was to see if there were any other types of books for sale.

Who knew the boss would be wrong.

"Oh, I understand, of course!"

An ambiguous smile appeared on the boss's face, he patted his chest and said, "Don't look at the small space of my used books stall. As long as it is what you want, I have it all here, even the ones that young people like you like to read most." I also have a lot of calligraphy and painting!”

After saying that, he winked at Lin Mo.

A "you know" look.

Lin Mo immediately became serious and said righteously: "Boss, did you misunderstand something?"

"I studied Spring and Autumn Period!"