Jiu Ling

It was Xu Zhi who sat in front of them before, but now it was Wei Wei and Lan Tian.

Ling Zixun poured a glass of water for the two... two suspects, and sat aside, letting Jiu Ling and Mo Weiming deal with them first.

Looking at the killing intent in Mo Weiming's eyes, Jiu Ling probably would have disrupted the heavens again if it wasn't for him.

But now that he heard the news about Fu Jue, Mo Mo would probably be happy if he wasn't in the heaven.

"You two, this is also a routine for us. There are non-human criminal cases. No matter what, we have to investigate clearly." Jiu Ling said, "But we do have some grievances with Fu Jue. Isn't he in the heaven?"

"So what if he's not in the heaven? Can you kill him?" Weiwei mocked without concealing it.

Mo Weiming sneered, "Killing him will be cheap for him! Little girl, I advise you to pay attention to what you say. The one around you has violated many rules of the mermaid tribe because of you. If you lose your life again, what a shame! not worth."

"You..." Weiwei was annoyed.

But Lan Tian grabbed her again, looked at the few people opposite, and said seriously: "Our clan has a deal with Daoist Fujue, and we do know some things about him. I want you to help Weiwei, but if you I don’t want to disclose my identity, and I can’t betray others.”

Mo Weiming disdained, "You've already thought about betraying him."

Lan Tian didn't let go, obviously wanting to know their identities.

"Aren't you worried that the two seniors will kill people after they finish talking? Or some false identity?" Ling Zixun interrupted with interest.

Lan Tian shook his head, "The breath of the two of you, you, a mortal, can't understand this."

However, Jiuling didn't intend to continue to recognize Meng Hong's identity, so he smiled and said, "Do you know Daoist Qingxiao?"

Lan Tian frowned, "You know each other?"

Jiu Ling nodded, "My name is Jiu Ling, I'm not a villain. Qing Xiao is outside, I'll call him in later."

Then, under the obviously surprised and distrustful eyes of Lan Tian and Wei Wei, Jiu Ling sent a message to Qing Xiao, and after a brief explanation, Qing Xiao ran in, taking the other people who were squatting outside by the way.

"Where's Xu Zhi?" Ling Zixun looked at this group of gossiping subordinates, and couldn't help touching his forehead, especially worried that they would lose him because of watching the fun.

"Minister, don't worry. He heard that we were going to come in. He didn't want to live or die. The deputy department knocked him out and threw him outside." Chen Nuonuo opened his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help glancing at Lan Tian and the others, as if he wanted to see the fish. No tail.

Ling Zixun still wanted to say something, Shen Yao directly pulled him to sit on the sofa behind, took out a handful of melon seeds, and prepared to listen to the gossip of the heavens.

Mo Weiming glared at them, but ignored them.

Instead, it was Qing Xiao who sat next to Jiu Ling and looked at the two sharks facing him suspiciously, "I heard that you have a connection with Fu Jue?"

Weiwei didn't believe it, "You are Daoist Qingxiao? According to the legend, Daoist Qingxiao is lonely and arrogant, as cold as Qiushuang, are you really Daoist Qingxiao?"

Mo Weiming couldn't help laughing, Qing Xiao was a little embarrassed, and glared at the little girl, "You are not happy to treat you well!"

As soon as the words fell, he transformed into a gust of wind, and the upper floors of the entire villa were blown away.

Under the night, a giant blue bird hovered upwards, its wings covered the sky and the sun, its tail feathers were extraordinarily gorgeous, and the smooth lines of its body were dazzling.

A cry, like broken jade sonorous and clear, broken gold and cracked stone!

Except for Jiuling and Mo Weiming, everyone couldn't help but be amazed when they had never seen such a beast before.

Qing Xiaofei had enough, changed back again, and sat next to Jiuling again, "Can I prove my identity now?"

Lan Tian was still a little dazed, and subconsciously nodded.And Mo Weiming tapped his forehead directly, "This villa, to say the least, must have tens of millions, and you just ruined it like this?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it will be reimbursed at public expense." Shen Yao stretched out his head from behind and said, "Brother, you are so fucking handsome!"

"I can fly you back later." Qing Xiao said with a smile.

"Okay, okay." Shen Yao nodded hurriedly, but Mo Weiming directly pushed his head to the back of the sofa, looked at Lan Tian and Weiwei, "Can we talk now?"

Lan Tian nodded, "Daoist Fujue has been retreating in our clan for nearly a hundred years, what kind of agreement has he reached with our elders. But I don't like him, his disciples are too noisy, and their eyes are higher than their heads."

"You used us to solve the trouble!" Mo Weiming sneered.

Lan Tian shook his head, "Everyone gets what they want. Besides, I just hate it, and he didn't bring us any real harm."

Mo Weiming shook his head, "You are not a person who does things according to personal preferences, oh, there may be exceptions in the girl next to you. But, you are right, each takes what he wants, but that's all you said, Let us break into your shark island by force?"

Lan Tian frowned, "The agreement is a hundred years, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the feast of all spirits, the heaven respects him as the son of destiny, he will definitely leave the gate and go back."

"The Banquet of All Souls?" Jiu Ling looked at Qing Xiao.

Qing Xiao pouted, "I forgot."

"According to the time, it's almost the same time." Jiu Ling nodded, naturally feeling a little nostalgic, "By the way, the first time Fu Jue appeared in front of the gods was also a banquet of all souls. At that time, no one knew who he was!"

"That's right," Mo Weiming nodded, "I was also teased by Minglou."

Then he spoke again: "Luan'er, since there is going to be a feast of all souls next time, you should go back first."

Qing Xiao shook his head, "No, the heavens are full of smog now, and those who have ascended with a wink have gone to retreat, and those who are active don't know who they are. The Banquet of All Souls, the ancient gods don't know how many come out, what are they called? Feast!"

Mo Weiming shook his head and smiled meaningfully, "No, Luaner. You go back and ask Dijun and Taiyi to go out. The previous specifications are still the same. Lingling doesn't want me to go to heaven to make trouble, then we Let's go back in a fair way!"

"Mo Mo!" Jiu Ling frowned.

Mo Weiming squeezed Jiu Ling's shoulder reassuringly, and continued to speak: "By the way, tell Di Jun that we have found a solution for him to solve the change of heaven, and let him think about how to thank us."

"Really?" Qing Xiao felt that Mo Weiming's smile was a bit cautious, "Brother Mo, this matter cannot be used as a joke."

Mo Weiming snorted softly, "Just say what you want. Oh, and, that brat Minglou, let Dijun find it for me, I'm an apprentice, it's not your turn to bully me!"

"Hey, hey, I'm innocent!" Qing Xiao raised her hand in surrender.

Mo Weiming glanced at him lightly, "Naturally born with a spiritual body, good aptitude is no worse than me and Jiu Ling. If you look like this, if you match up back then, would you give away your head?"

Qing Xiao felt aggrieved, "Okay then." Then he looked at Shen Yao reluctantly, "Brother, next time, next time I will take you flying! Wait for me to come down and bring you the heavenly nectar."

Shen Yao held his outstretched hand, with a tragic expression, "Okay! Brother!"

Mo Weiming slapped him alone, "You guys come to see each other off at Shibali?"

In an instant, I got two expressions of the same style looking at the Queen Mother.

Mo Weiming rubbed his forehead helplessly, "Luan'er, if you don't associate with Shen Yao in the future, you will be stupid!"

Qing Xiao smiled "haha", turned into a blue light and disappeared into the night.

"Okay," Ling Zixun walked from behind the sofa to the front, clapping his hands, "Weiming and Senior Jiuling's affairs are over, Brother Lan and Miss Weiwei, it's time for us to talk about our affairs."

"Can you show your tails?" Chen Nuonuo finally found a chance to speak, looking forward to it.

Lan Tian and Weiwei were a little taken aback, what is this request?

Ling Zixun helplessly pushed the little girl back, "Don't make trouble!"

Chen Nuonuo curled her lips in dissatisfaction and didn't say anything else.

Lan Tian also calmed down, "I have one last question, I'll talk about Weiwei after asking."

Ling Zixun nodded, "Ask."

Lan Tian looked at Jiu Ling, "Are you Daoist Meng Hong?"

Jiu Ling was a little surprised, "Why did you say that?"

"Guess." Lan Tian explained, "The son of the Dao of Heaven is of extraordinary stature and bearing. Besides, although Daoist Fujue is rather arrogant, there are not many people who really offend him. It is not difficult to have such grievances and dare to speak out." Guess."

Jiuling smiled and nodded, "That's right, it's me. But when I left the heaven that day, I said that I'm not a son of heaven, Daoist Menghong, I'm just Jiuling."

"I have heard about what happened back then, but it is so confusing that no one can explain it clearly. This time I actually met my senior. Please forgive me for any offense." Lan Tian said respectfully, if the other party is Daoist Meng Hong, Many things can indeed be done.

Jiu Ling shook his head, "There is nothing offensive or not. I am now a member of the special management department, and I came here for those murder cases. But you can talk to our minister about these things. I don't know how to negotiate. It's just I can assure you that there will be absolutely no bias."

"So, I would like to thank Daojun."