"coming."

Wang Shun walked into the house timidly, and when he saw Yin Qingxuan, he quickly bowed down.

"This servant pays my respects to the Queen."

Yin Qingxuan smiled slightly.

"Get up. I came to see you this time because I still need your human skin mask. I have never seen that person before. Fortunately, there are disciples from the Holy Sound Pavilion here. You can ask one of them to come over."

Wang Shun didn't understand Yin Qingxuan's meaning for a moment, and Ye Jinglan said, "Go and call Qinse and Pipa in, they will naturally explain it to you."

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Wang Shun did not dare to be negligent and closed the door and ran away. The master was more irritable today than usual and he did not want to offend the master.

After a while, all four maids came. It seemed that these people had not yet recovered from the sorrow of Pavilion Master Xiao's death in battle, as their eyes were all red and swollen.

Several people wanted to bow and salute, but were stopped by Yin Qingxuan.

"After grandpa got into trouble, Taoist Tianji disappeared, which was very suspicious. I may have a way to lure him out and find out the whole story. I also ask the four sisters to tell me the height and appearance of Taoist Tianji, as well as his clothing and his usual body movements."

The four of them told Yin Qingxuan what they knew. Wang Shun took a water-based pen and took notes on the side. After they finished telling others, he also drew a rough diagram.

"Please ask the four celestial sisters to take a look and see if there is anything wrong."

Wang Shun's mouth is still very sweet.

The four of them took the painting and gave some pointers on some subtle details. Wang Shun immediately made some strokes and then picked up the painting again after a moment. Everyone nodded one by one.

"Like, very similar."

“This time it’s exactly the same.”

"Tianji Taoist speaks slowly, his tone is neither too high nor too low, and he has the gentleness of a scholar."

"He often likes to put his left hand on his waist and his right hand behind his back. We don't know much about the rest."

Although the four of them were Pavilion Master Xiao's close followers, it was also the first time they met Taoist Tianji. After racking their brains, they could only think of these.

Liu Sijun said that she and her master did not spend every day together, and Taoist Tianji did not often travel around the martial arts world. This was pretty much all the information she needed.

Thinking of this, Yin Qingxuan nodded and said, "Okay, Wang Shun, how long will it take you to finish it?"

Wang Shun chuckled and said, "It will only take a meal."

Ye Jinglan yawned.

"It just so happens that I haven't eaten yet, and the Liulou is just downstairs, so you can go eat with me!"

Yin Qingxuan took a sip of tea and asked, "Don't you dislike ancient food? Or have you eaten all the food in the space?"

"There are still a lot of things, I just want to feel the atmosphere of an ancient restaurant."

After Ye Jinglan finished speaking, he went downstairs leisurely.

The huge hall was empty. The restaurant that was bustling with people just two days ago was now deserted. The waiter was dozing off at the counter and when he saw the two people coming down, he thought they were going to check out.

Ye Jinglan flicked his wrist, and a silver ingot weighing about five taels fell steadily on the table.

"Go cook me four dishes and bring me a pot of good tea."

The guy immediately perked up.

"Take a short break, I'll be right there."

The two found a spacious seat by the window and sat down. Yin Qingxuan looked at the long street where there were almost no pedestrians, feeling quite emotional.

"This is really different from a few days ago!"

"Yes, it looks like a dead city now."

As soon as Ye Jinglan finished speaking, an old Taoist priest with a Taoist bun on his head and white hair and beard walked in from outside the door.

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