I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

"One of those two people just now, I seem to have seen him before." Jiang Wen stood beside Li Yunshang, looking at the case file in her hand, trying to recall where he had seen them.

He remembered when he and Li Yunshang went to the Immortal Gate gathering, when they entered the highest pavilion in Taicang City, he heard a conversation. One of the people was very similar to this person, even to say, was this person.

"The last time you took me to the gathering, I overheard someone talking about the Emperor conscripting women. At that time, two people were discussing it, and one of them was the fellow I saw today. If I didn't hear wrongly, others mentioned his identity should be the Prefect, the Prefect of Taicang City."

"It's him." Li Yunshang gritted her teeth and said. "I thought this Hundred Flowers Festival was a kind gesture from the Taicang government, but I didn't expect it to be a beauty pageant."

She took the case file and wanted to walk out of the Archives Pavilion. But after a few steps, Jiang Wen stopped her, he looked at her and asked: "What do you want to do now?"

"This young lady wants to expose their conspiracy and prevent this Hundred Flowers Festival from being held!" Li Yunshang said angrily. "How can we let these hypocritical beasts succeed!"

"But have you ever thought that if you expose their conspiracy now, how will we investigate the God-Worshipping Society behind them? If the God-Worshipping Society is not investigated, more children will suffer in the future, and we will only have stopped a talent show. How many people can your case file bring down? Can you really make them get what they deserve?" Jiang Wen steadily raised his questions, and even used a story at the end.

"Let me tell you a story about picking up sesame seeds and losing a watermelon. Once upon a time, there was a farmer…"

After the story was finished, Li Yunshang calmed down. She lowered her head, and her pigtails were like drooping ears,贴在两侧. The anger in her heart dissipated for the most part, and she played with her pigtails, wondering what she was thinking.

"If we are only trying to prevent the Hundred Flowers Festival from being held, then tell Su Mu about it. With his current status, he can completely help us with this. But if we want to pull out the big fish behind, we can't alert the snake. Let the God-Worshipping Society smell the wind and hide themselves even more secretly."

"Where there's a will, there's a way, believe that Moxiang can shine in the Hundred Flowers Festival." Jiang Wen encouraged her.

When entering the room, Jiang Wen saw that the two sisters were not resting yet, and they were very happy to come over when they saw him.

After putting away his clothes, he stood in front of the table and formed a hand seal. Then he closed his eyes and performed this magic according to the method taught by Li Yunshang.

"How is it?" Jiang Wen smiled.

Whispering his plan in Li Yunshang's ear, he saw the girl's eyes light up, and then nodded excitedly. She seemed very satisfied with Jiang Wen's plan, and the smile on her face was particularly bright.

Having found what he wanted and determined the next plan of action, Jiang Wen and Li Yunshang returned to their residence.

He put the case file back in the distance, looking at the night view outside the Archives Pavilion and said: "Why not let this Hundred Flowers Festival continue, and then we…"

"It's really a magical spell." The woman smiled, then took off her clothes. Looking at her body, after a moment of unspeakable appreciation, she put on the green shirt on the table.

"Don't worry, with Miss Li protecting me, I won't encounter any danger." Jiang Wen touched Moxiang's head and said softly.

Jiang Wen smiled upon hearing this, and took the scroll from Li Yunshang's hand. He looked at the words on the scroll, which were about the disappearance of children the night before. However, after being altered, the information presented was unknown whether it was true or false.

Li Yunshang's words came, and Jiang Wen replied without raising his head: "No need, just act according to the plan. You have more important things to do. But is this spell of yours really useful? Will it expire?"

"I'll follow your plan, I'd like to see what expressions those people will have when they know all this in the end." Li Yunshang said excitedly.

Determining the type he wanted to transform into, Jiang Wen circulated his magic power. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Transform!"

She was wearing loose men's clothing, standing calmly in the room. Looking down at her hands, then trying to speak: "This is, transformed?"

Chatting with Moxiang, he realized why Moxiang was not sleeping at this hour. Because tomorrow is the opening of the Hundred Flowers Festival, she wanted to take the opportunity to practice her swordsmanship more.

"Don't worry, although this transformation technique is simple, it is not so easy to see through. Furthermore, with my Qi-Concealing Bead on you, it is difficult for others to see through your true form. But you must practice hard, and don't lose your form. I've put the things here for you, and the rest is up to you, Abbot Jiang." Li Yunshang put a package on Jiang Wen's table and then left.

Late at night, the two sisters returned to their rooms to sleep. Jiang Wen took out his family fortune and took out a miniature camcorder to charge.

Before long, there was movement outside the door, and then someone pushed the door in.

"Then what do you say we should do?" Li Yunshang pouted and looked at Jiang Wen.

"It's you, Lu Xueqi!"

"Brother Jiang, you're finally back." Moxiang said happily, and quickly poured tea for Jiang Wen. "My sister and I were so worried."

The voice was ethereal, like the eternal ice of a high mountain. Even an old monk who has been tempered a hundred times would probably not be able to resist the erosion of such frost.

"You have to concentrate on imagining the object you want to transform into, presenting its appearance, temperament, and characteristics." Jiang Wen thought, his mind flashed through hundreds of images of beauties, and finally gradually focused on a cold white-clothed woman.

Jiang Wen smiled as he watched, and his impression of this girl became more and more profound. She gave her personal belongings as soon as she said she would, not knowing whether to praise her for her bold personality, or to say that she didn't understand the difference between men and women.

But his whole body's skin squirmed, and his figure shrank accordingly.

"I brought the things, are you sure you don't need me to help?"

Jiang Wen touched the fabric of the clothes, and a faint fragrance wafted over him. It was similar to the fragrance he smelled on Li Yunshang, both were a light fragrance similar to osmanthus. Opening the coat, there were also a few pieces of personal clothing wrapped inside.

It is truly "lush green bamboo, slender white ramie." Just standing in the room alone, it illuminates the dim night.

The woman slowly walked to the bronze mirror in the room, looking at the woman in the mirror. Stroking her dark hair, a smile appeared on her cold face: "This is really a useful spell, it can actually transform into something similar to what I imagined."

This woman was naturally Jiang Wen, and what he had just used was also the transformation technique from Li Yunshang.