Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

Yu Libai's so-called common method is to throw money.

"What does that matter?" The water god who looked like a rich man spread his hands in the inn, and the table in front of him was full of stacks and stacks of information bought from various places - sayable or unspeakable - Newspapers, I have to mention that all he did was designate an agent on an agency bank, and then throw out a lot of banknotes and leave it alone, "money is like water, it will flow out It will also flow in, my pool is very big, you don’t have to worry about it.”

"..." Ji Lian was drinking tea silently.

No, he wasn't worried at all.

Amidst the agent's apologetic laughter, Yu Libai literally showed four characters on his body: people are stupid and rich in money.

Fortunately, the money he spent was not in vain. In view of the waste of money, the efficiency of the agent was also very good. They submitted the information they were looking for in just one hour.

The agent boss stood beside Yu Libai and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"...It just happened to be a coincidence that another customer just wanted the same news as you. Our store received the business last night. When you came, the investigation was about to end, and the guest officer just happened to be there."

Yu Libai nodded, took a list and read it.

"There have been a lot of missing children recently."

The boss echoed: "The magic cultivator who deserves to kill a thousand swords is really daring to do something to those cute little babies."

Ji Lian raised his eyebrows at the boss's half-understandable accent.

With this appearance, it seems that it was definitely done by the magician?

"More than a dozen children disappeared in just one week, and the magic repair in the southeast is so rampant." Yu Libai looked at the list and continued to comment.

"Guest officer, you don't know something," the boss said with a bitter face, "It is said that there are Gus in the southwest and demons in the southeast. People in the north always think that everyone in the south is a demon cultivator. Where does this come from? Most ordinary people don't understand Is it a good citizen? Our Yungang City has invited experts from the Machine Transformation Sect to sit in the city, and we have never seen demon cultivators acting so rampantly before."

"That is to say, it has only become like this recently?" Yu Libai asked.

"Isn't it?" the boss complained, "If it's true that babies are missing all the time, who would dare to live in this city?"

Ji Lian silently put down the teacup in his hand, and the white porcelain cup knocked on the table with a bang, Yu Libai and the boss of the agent agency looked back at him with puzzled eyes.

Yu Libai coughed lightly when he thought of being urged by Ji Lian, and turned back to the topic, "But the list you gave me, boss, didn't have what I wanted. The question I gave was obviously to find someone."

Boss: "Guest officer, don't be too demanding. If I can find someone, I won't report to the government sooner. No matter how we rescue the talent, it's the most important thing. What's more..." He lowered his voice and approached Yu Libai's ear, pointing to a file in the information. A piece of inconspicuous words, "... not to mention the place where you may be detained, didn't we give you?"

Yu Libai and the boss looked at each other.

"Oh, this piece of paper is not from our store."

"Yes, yes, it was blown in from the window just now, I saw it."

The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

Ji Lian looked at the wretched smiles of the two, and then at the tightly closed window, refreshing his impression of Yu Libai again.

Yu Libai still doesn't know that his impression in Ji Lian's heart has changed from being weird at the beginning, to not pleasing to the eye, to "enthusiastic" people with other purposes, and finally to sick people.

He got up to send the boss away, came back and grabbed the piece of paper marked with the location, Ji Lian came over to read it with him, and they frowned together after seeing clearly.

The corner of Yu Libai's mouth twitched, "There are a lot of possible detention places..."

Ji Lian agreed with his words in his heart.

What is depicted on the paper is a map of Yungang. The length and width of the paper is less than one foot, and more than ten points are densely marked with cinnabar. There are west city, south city, north city, east city center, and even inside and outside the city. Could it be that the boss of the agency bank just deceived the two of them as a lot of money.

Ji Lian glanced at Yu Libai with disgust, and walked towards the door without hesitation.

Yu Libai jumped forward swiftly, "Wait a minute!"

Ji Lian, who was caught by the corner of the windbreaker, turned his head and said two words between his teeth: "Time."

Time cannot be wasted.

"Ji..." Yu Libai almost called out his name, but he quickly changed his mind and said, "Since you have already decided, let's try another unusual method."

Ji Lian was speechless to him, and pulled the corner of his clothes out of Yu Libai's hands.

"Say it."

"Okay, okay," Yu Libai walked behind him, pushed Ji Lian back to his seat, and poured him a cup of tea, "Little brother wants to go to these ten places, right?"

Ji Lian nodded.

It was a very stupid way, and he knew it himself.

But neither he nor Pei Ji knew much about China, let alone the obviously hidden magic way. If it was delayed for a second, Pei Ji would be in more danger.

Although he usually dislikes Pei Ji, that bastard is indeed his last relative.

"Let's try a slightly unorthodox method and exclude a few of these suspected locations."

Ji Lian: "..."

The way you just did is not on the right path, okay?

Yu Libai smiled happily at him.

"Let's come, please God."

Ji Lian: ...?

***

The god Yu Libai mentioned is obviously not the omniscient, omnipotent and loving old man that Ji Lian knew. Ji Lian didn’t have a good relationship with the Holy See because of business robbing. Fortunately, after listening to Yu Libai’s explanation, he reluctantly agreed to give it a try. Last try.

"That's it?" Ji Lian looked at Yu Libai, who was sitting opposite him, because he couldn't believe the crude ceremony.

The two folded their hands, holding a brush.

Below the brush is the map.

"That's it." Yu Libai nodded.

Trying to suppress the weird feeling of skin-to-skin contact—warm, smooth, comfortable, a series of synonymous adjectives—back to the bottom of his heart, Ji Lian looked at Yu Libai's preparations for the so-called "invite God".

It was noon when they got off the boat, now the sun was setting and the sky was full of sunset, Yu Libai closed all the doors and windows, and put down the bamboo curtains, only a little light came in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains, the room was dark.

"You can read it with me." Yu Libai said.

"……it is good."

So far, I can only try it.

He also worked as an assistant to the mage of the Dark Parliament, and Ji Lian, who had learned about some ritual requirements, concentrated his attention, his muscles tensed, and he didn't see the look of someone on the opposite side looking at his muscle lines as if he was lost.

"Let's start." Yu Libai said.

Ji Lian nodded.

He held his breath, hoping that he would not be left behind by Yu Libai's singing, only to see Yu Libai opened his mouth, and then——

——"God come—God come—God, come quickly—"

This person shouted with full of energy, loud and melodious, even a crackling sound from other rooms in the inn did not cover his voice.

"Crack."

Ji Lian broke the brush in his hand abruptly.

...and someone's hand.

"Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain!"

One minute later, Yu Libai hid in the corner and held up his red paws to cry. Ji Lian took out a huge scythe from nowhere and gestured at him.

Yu Libai didn't seem to feel the imminent danger, he was still accusing, "You won't be gentle!"

Ji Lian: "..."

Is this person playing with him?Sure enough, he was playing with him, right?

His sickle was about to be cut off, when he suddenly saw a gleam of light in the dark room out of the corner of his eye.

Ji Lian frowned and turned around, seeing the half-remaining writing brush hovering steadily above the map, the glimmer of light he saw in the corner of his eyes was actually from the writing brush.

Ji Lian: "..."

Just like that, did God really come here?

The God of China must be a very boring guy, he thought silently.

Yu Libai, who didn't know that he was hit by an arrow in his knee, exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky, and strengthened the power of blessing on half of the writing brush, and the light from the writing brush suddenly became brighter.

[Pretending to be a ghost...you are really good at doing this kind of thing. 】

A woman said beside him.

Yu Libai rolled his eyes without leaving a trace, 【Master of the South China Sea, you are joking, isn't this lord a god? 】

Dressed in a sapphire blue divine robe, the Lord of the South China Sea quietly appeared beside Yu Libai with bright red swirls painted on it. She had a gorgeous appearance, and a pair of lush dragon horns that looked like white jade on her forehead. Ji Lian said helplessly: [If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't waste my time on a trip. Before this person entered the South China Sea with your mark, didn't I inform you? 】

[One more small favor, this person has a companion missing...]

【Do you want Bengong to help you find it? 】The Lord of the South China Sea frowned

[I have 1000-year-old blood jade coral. 】Yu Li made a promise with a blank face.

[Sure enough, a rich man, deal,] The Lord of the South China Sea nodded in satisfaction, [But this son is the person you protect... You are the one who invited me to come, and he is the one who presided over the ceremony. If I show up, it will be broken rule. 】

Yu Libai blinked innocently, 【Ao Yue, you...】

The Lord of the South China Sea directly interrupted him, 【The next time you dare to howl like that, I will kill you. Here is the news you want. Let's go. 】

Yu Libai: […]

run fast.

The appearance of the Lord of the South China Sea and the communication between the two gods, Ji Lian, who is a mortal, naturally couldn't hear it. The young man only saw the brush flashing all the time, and there was no movement after that.

He turned his head and glared at Yu Libai who also seemed to be stunned.

... This guy doesn't even know that asking God will succeed, right?Is it really a god who invited you?Why did he first think of the demon summoning technique used by the wizards of the Dark Council?

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Yu Libai finally woke up from his stunned state, and quickly explained after being stared at by him.

"Just ask questions."

Just ask questions?No price required?No need for restrictions?Just ask a question and get an answer?How could such a good thing happen in the world?The gods of China are really kind, aren't they?

Probably because of the shock, the series of questions in his mind were clearly expressed on his face, and Yu Libai who was standing behind him smiled lightly and said, "Yes, as long as this is enough."

As far as you are concerned, as far as you are protected by this lord, as long as this is the case.

Ji Lian said nothing.

If you ask a question, it's like stepping into a situation where you can't go back, his instinct tells him.

but……

Without hesitating for a few seconds, Ji Lian stared at the brush and asked loudly, "I want to know where the son of Marquis Lilac, Peiji Orog, is now."

The light of the brush trembled suddenly, and behind him, Yu Libai crushed the water drops left by Mr. Nan Hai, and separated into an avatar.

The incarnation of the water god who can't be seen by ordinary eyes holds the brush. In Ji Lian's eyes, the broken brush seems to be held by an invisible hand, and a light blue suddenly appears on the white tip of the brush that has not been stained with ink.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe!

With a wave of the brush, more than ten red dots disappeared in an instant, leaving only one in the southeast of the city.

The light trembled again and faded away slowly, the brush fell back to the table and did not move.

Until now, Ji Lian murmured: "...Thank you."

Yu Libai knocked him on the back, "Aren't you in a hurry, let's go when we know the location."

Ji Lian picked up the map and handed it to Yu Libai, and was led out the door by the man.

The young man frowned deeply, he had too many doubts in his heart, he looked gloomy, like a dark coffin board.

He subconsciously turned around, eyes widening.

At the table just now, there is a translucent figure standing at the moment, dressed in Chinese clothes, with blue and white robes and long hair like ink hanging down on the ground, the rest is blurry.

jingle--

The jade bell rang softly.

Perfect as nothing, this person, this thing, this spirit, is—

——It is a god.