Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

After that, Jiang Mi would come to the inner courtyard every day.

Cheng Zhan always gave him some exercises and let Jiang Mi practice on his own to strengthen his foundation, and he would mention a few words from time to time.

The days went on so peacefully.

Until two months later, Zheng Yinghai sent someone to find Pingzong's sect.

Standing in the courtyard, Jiang Mi held a scroll in his hand, recalling what the monk said just now.He lowered his head halfway, fingers unconsciously stroking the scroll, and his golden pupils stared at it, looking thoughtful.

It turns out that in the Guiqing Sect, a group of new disciples will go down the mountain with their master to practice in the near future. It is said that it is an experience, but it is better to show the dignity of the teacher and the prestige of the school.

Although Jiang Mi is quite different from other disciples, there are always exceptions, and things have to be done as they should.

But Zheng Yinghai also considered the nature of the process, and he couldn't force him to go down the mountain, and thought that Jiang Mi was already at the Jindan stage, so even if he went down the mountain alone, nothing serious would happen, so he sent someone to send Jiang Mi directly. Here comes the mission brief.

Jiang Mi thought about the details of the mission just now.

"In Chiling, many demon cultivators and mortal monks have been turned into puppets within a few months. Please assist the Taoist government to thoroughly investigate this case."

Zheng Yinghai was afraid that Jiang Mi, who grew up in the mountains, would not know the meaning of the Taoist government, so he specially asked the monk who sent the scroll to explain in detail.

Taoist mansions are places where monks and ordinary people coexist. They are specially built to maintain law and order. They are composed of various monks. They are not directly under the jurisdiction of any party, but they seem to have formed spontaneously.

Jiang Mi was very interested in this kind of thing, he put away the brief scroll and started to prepare for going down the mountain.

But thinking about this matter, he wanted to tell his master no matter what, so he came to the inner courtyard, stood under the tower, knocked on the wooden door, and after only one knock, the door opened without pushing.

Jiang Mi stepped up and saw Cheng Zhan closing his eyes and adjusting his breath on the big bed made of jade in the room. The light-colored bed curtain was half-draped, and a three-legged incense burner with bird blue carvings was emitting wisps of clear smoke. The air blurred the man's face, making him look extremely immortal.

Cheng Zhan slowly opened his eyes, his light-colored eyes looked at Jiang Mi through the smoke, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Mi raised his eyes lazily, and the animal ears on the top of his head twitched, "Master, Master Zheng of the Changting Sect gave me the mission of the brief paper, and asked me to go down the mountain. The apprentice came to tell the master." Jiang Mi didn't even think about it. His master went down the mountain with him, and he thought it would be nice to go down the mountain alone. Now he waited for Cheng Chan to come down, packed up and left.

Jiang Mi waited for a while, seeing that Cheng Zhan was still silent, and when he was a little confused, Cheng Zhan spoke.

"I will go with you as a teacher."

Jiang Mi looked at his master, this answer was unexpected, but it was nothing to him, he bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Jiang Mi didn't have anything to clean up, but suddenly thought that he didn't seem to have any spirit stones here?

Lingshi is the common currency in this comprehension continent, and Lingshi has to be used everywhere, Jiang Mi pondered for a moment, and then mentioned it to his master.

After listening to what Jiang Mi said, Cheng Zhan gave Jiang Mi something like a small sachet.

"This is the Qiankun belt, and there are some spirit stones in it, which can be used for emergencies."

Hearing what his master said, Jiang Mi thought in his heart that there should not be many spirit stones, so after going down the mountain, he should save some of them.He used his spiritual power to peek into the interior of the Qiankun Belt, and he saw endless piles of spiritual stones piled up like mountains.

In addition to spirit stones, there are also some magical artifacts, dossiers, and treasure books that Jiang Mi has never seen before.Jiang Mi looked at it for a while, and besides feeling speechless, he felt a little funny. Is this the "some" that his master said?

He calmly put away the Qiankun bag and thanked his master.

Now that Cheng Zhan accompanied Jiang Mi down the mountain, Jiang Mi would not walk in his original form like last time.

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes, took out a magic weapon like a disc, and used his right hand to draw a trace with spiritual power, and immediately there was an entrance like a door with white light inside.

"Enter."

Jiang Mi naturally had no objection to what Cheng Zhan said, glanced at it casually, and strode in.

When he looked up again, the scene was completely different. The noisy human voice mixed with the sound of traffic rushed into Jiang Mi's ears.Jiang Mi's pair of animal ears shrank uncomfortably. Some of the monks who came and went were wearing door clothes, and some were wearing ordinary clothes.

And there are some strange demon cultivators inside, some with tiger heads and human bodies, some with jade crowns on their heads and powdered faces, but under the brocade robes are wandering green snake tails.A three-foot-tall sharp-mouthed mouse demon with a white beard snarled and scurried between the feet of passers-by like a fish.

Jiang Mi now no longer punches eyes except for a face.

In the distance, a huge pagoda reaches the sky, with towering attics on both sides, and a hundred birds singing.

Even the small stalls by the roadside are full of bright and colorful gadgets, and the shouts can be heard endlessly.

"Blind pearl, if there is light, it will be bright, if there is no light, it will be dark."

"Look at the Baiye Pot, it disappears when it touches water. It can be used for decades. It doesn't have any smell or smell. It's a must for home."

……

The floodlight entrance suddenly disappeared behind Jiang Mi.

Arrive in one step, the boundary of Chiling.

It is difficult to see such a scene of no taboos elsewhere, only Chiling is the closest to the monk sect of the masters, making good and evil mixed up, but it is also more prosperous than the nearby places.

Cheng Zhan, who looks like a banished fairy, is cold and fluttering in white clothes, and the heavy fireworks of this world seem to be unable to contaminate him in the slightest.Many people passing by cast their gazes on him, and some on Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi also really felt that this mission world is indeed a realm of cultivation.

From the corner of his eyes, Jiang Mi saw that his master's body was even more cold, without the slightest wave of emotion on his face, and he immediately realized that his master must be in a bad mood now, and he might not be used to such crowded places.

Jiang Mi paused, then used his spiritual power to look inside the Qiankun bag, searched for it, took out a golden gauze hat, turned around and put it on for Cheng Zhan.

My master was half a head shorter than him, and it was very easy to wear. After I realized it, the golden gauze hat had already covered Cheng Zhan's head and face.

Cheng Chan raised his light-colored eyes and glanced at Jiang Mi quietly through the golden veil, but he didn't say anything, and acquiesced to Jiang Mi's behavior.

Jiang Mi turned his head and took out the scroll from his arms, and followed the guidance above all the way to the Taoist residence in Chiling.

He stood still in front of the lofty Kuanfu mansion, and the word "Taofu" on the gold-plated plaque above his head caught his eyes.

Jiang Mi approached, and there was a small platform in front of the gate of the Taoist mansion, and behind the platform sat a young man with a childlike face and white hair.

The young man narrowed his eyelids, glanced lightly at Jiang Mi, and found a file from under the table. He opened his mouth and said, "Hello, welcome to Chiling Daofu. Are you doing business or reporting a case? Let me know in advance." Hey, if you lose your money bag, we can't help you here, don't come to us for trivial matters, if it's a murder case, please draw a pledge here..."

Before he finished speaking, the Jian Juan in Jiang Mi's hand was controlled by a spiritual force and fell heavily in front of the young man.

The boy was startled with fright, sat up straight, and the sleepiness was gone.

Cheng Zhan's voice under the bamboo hat beside him was cold, "Cheng Zhan from the Guiqing Gate came to pay a visit to He Nantian, the master of the Taoist Palace."

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He Nantian is sitting in the backyard drinking tea, his eyebrows are white, his eyebrows are kind and kind, looking at him can only make people respect, his face is like a man who has reached his forties in the world.

Suddenly, a young man hurriedly ran over from the long corridor in the distance, and whispered beside him, He Nan Tiantian's calm expression suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't hold his tea bowl, he stood up in a hurry, stepping on green bamboo His green robe almost sprained his ankle.

"Let's say I went to investigate the real culprit recently, and I'm not in the Daoist mansion, go back to him quickly!"

Seeing the mansion master's anxious face, the boy became confused and panicked, "My lord, let's go back now, little one!" The boy almost fell down as soon as he turned his head, and stammered, "Master, my lord! ..."

He Nantian frowned, "What's the matter..." As soon as he turned his head, he looked at Cheng Zhan who was wearing a bamboo hat, and immediately put on a smile on his face, with an upright look, "Sect Master Cheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Please take a seat."

Cheng Zhan's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at him like this, "Bring over the file of the Chiling puppet case."

He Nantian nodded, sighed pretentiously, and raised his chin at the young boy who was standing beside him, "Hurry up!" The young boy ran away holding the cap on his head and rubbing the soles of his feet with oil.

He Nantian looked at Jiang Mi who was next to Cheng Zhan, secretly sizing up this demon cultivator, but it seemed that he couldn't find out his cultivation level, so he continued to smile and said, "This is..."

Adhering to the principle of not hitting people with smiling faces, Jiang Mi nodded indifferently, and replied, "I am a disciple of the suzerain."

He Nantian clapped his palms and smiled, his long beard trembled, "It turns out that he is a disciple of the suzerain, please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly."

Cheng Zhan didn't bother to pretend to be polite to him, so he sat down alone, and Jiang Mi who was beside him also sat down under Cheng Zhan's gaze.

The young man was very nimble, and after a while, he brought a stack of files and put them in the hands of Cheng Zhan and Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi reached out and took it, and browsed it roughly, but in just a few months, there were dozens of victims, most of whom settled in the Chiling area. Among these people, there were men and women, all of whom were older monks. Or a demon cultivator.

The method of death is without exception, the core is hollowed out, leaving only a skin bag, and a wooden stick is propped up in the skin bag, retaining the voice and smile before death, at first glance, it is no different from a living person. Privately referred to the case as "puppet man".

This kind of method is hard to see, Chiling people have a lot of things, and there are always countless bizarre incidents, but this is really the first time I have seen this kind of thing.

But if you meet the strong, you will be strong. Chiling Daofu has always been a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, capable people come out in large numbers, but it is also difficult to have a clue about this case. It is extremely difficult, because there are no traces.

Besides, the mastermind behind this is a man or a demon, a fairy or a demon, but they still kill people in their own way under the eyes of everyone, and they have to leave some clues, but there is nothing.

Those who were killed also had advanced cultivation levels. It is only said that there was no sound in the room of the deceased that night. He struggled and shouted at all, and no fluctuations in spiritual power or demonic energy were detected.

This is really surprising.

He Nantian let out a long sigh, "I've been greying my hair recently, and I always spend all my time trying to find out the real culprit and restore Chiling to a peaceful life. A while ago, I only heard that Gui Qingmen wanted someone to come, but I didn't expect it to be Cheng. The suzerain and his disciples really solved my urgent need."

Jiang Mi folded up the dossier, looking at it like this, but he didn't know the details or omissions, so he had to go to the scene to find out.

He looked at He Nantian, "I would also like to ask the Palace Master, where is the latest Xiangfu case?"

He Nantian thought about it carefully, "It's at the entrance of Yi Lane in the north of the city, I'll let someone lead you there."