Improper Master of Transmigration

Although Mu Zixian was already very sleepy, but after lying on the bed, it seemed that he couldn't fall asleep because of too many things he had experienced.

In the morning, I was still filming, and because of the inexplicable wire and crane, I got here. Although it is said that I have saved my life, I don’t have any memory, so I let myself wander here. A little too hasty.

Moreover, each of them has cultivation bases, and he is obviously a very powerful disciple, so why can't he know anything?

Just thinking about it, Mu Zijian fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, I don't know if it was because he wanted to find the head or something, but Mu Zi woke up very early.

"Brother, the clothes are put outside for you."

The whole person was still a little confused when he heard Shiyue's voice outside the door.

The first time is familiar and the second time is familiar. Regarding this complicated clothes, I have already defeated it by myself yesterday, so I can wear it today with ease.

"Senior Brother, I promised you to come to me."

But he woke up early in the morning and waited for his senior brother to knock on the door. Fortunately, he came to find him by himself.

"Just listen to it, and take it seriously. Besides, what time is it now? I used to sleep until the afternoon when I didn't have to film."

Although I have very little time off from filming, but if I have vacations, I still have to make up for the lack of sleep.

"Filming? What kind of drama? Senior brother, have you ever sung behind my back?"

Mu Zixian was a little helpless, but they really couldn't understand those words, and they didn't know how to explain them.

"Go to the head first."

I already thought it through yesterday. If they really want to investigate, they must inform the head. After all, they will need the head's help in many cases.

"Brother, are you sure you can convince the head?"

Yesterday when they checked Master's fairy body in the forbidden area, they made the headmaster so angry. If they can't convince the headmaster to agree to their investigation, then they will definitely make the headmaster angry again.

"rest assured."

Judging from yesterday, Mu Zixian already knew about it. In fact, the head of the sect definitely wanted someone to investigate on his behalf, but it was because he couldn't force others.

"Master, Master, I think..."

Because he was aware of the pampering of the head of the sect, Mu Zilian walked directly to the conference hall, but just as he was thinking about his own thoughts, he saw Yin Nanmo who was sitting aside and looked up at him.

Yin Nanmo was included in the suspect list by himself, so how could he say in front of him that he wanted to investigate the master's silk screen.

Seeing that Mu Zixian didn't continue to say what he wanted to say because of Yin Nanmo, Qin Jian immediately understood that he didn't want Yin Nanmo to know what the child wanted to say to him.

"Nanmo, you see that you have been staying in your Xiutang sect before, and the disciples of other sects are guarding against you."

Qin Jian said this intentionally. On the one hand, he told Mu Zidian that there was no need to guard against Yin Nanmo, and on the other hand, he also thought that Yin Nanmo could help Mu Zidian to practice his own cultivation in the future.

"Master, with his head, even if I used to go to him to repair the Concubine School, it may still be like this now."

Yin Nanmo didn't care about Qin Jian's words, and he didn't care how the disciples of other schools treated him, but the way this person looked at him really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"That's all, Nanmo, I have some good tea here, you can drink it yourself, let me see what this kid wants to tell me."

Mu Ziyan obviously just wanted the headmaster to find an excuse to leave and listen to what he wanted to say next, but it turned out that the headmaster directly said clearly, isn't this telling Yin Nanmo that he deliberately doesn't want him to listen to him?

The head is really more deceiving than himself.

"Master, how can you speak so directly?"

After leaving the conference hall, Mu Zixian asked Qin Jian who was walking beside him.

"You think Immortal Master Yin can't see it, but he can see it clearly with your little bastard. But Zilian, why are you so wary of Nanmo?"

Qin Jian looked at Mu Zixian with some amusement, rather than discussing whether Yin Nanmo cared or not, he wanted to know why he was so wary of Yin Nanmo.

"I don't have any evidence yet, it's just my own guess, so I can't tell you yet, head."

Judging from Qin Jian's trust in Yin Nanmo, he knew that Yin Nanmo had unconditional trust in the head of the sect, so if he didn't have sufficient evidence, everything he said was useless.

"Okay, okay, then tell me, what do you want me for?"

It has to be said that Qin Jian saw the shadow of Chu Yuheng in Mu Zixian. This child has changed too much since he lost his memory, and he is completely different from him before.

"Master, I want to continue investigating the cause of Master's death."