Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

Jinchuan Wu's face immediately showed disappointment when he heard this. He sat aside, a little unhappy, "Master Mingming said that everyone will come to help me."

Xie Huanyan looked at Jinchuanwu who looked disappointed and did not seem to be hypocritical. After exchanging names with him, he looked at Jinchuanwu's childish appearance and guessed that the other person was probably younger than him.

——Otherwise, how could you become the junior sister of Baihuamen? !

And he seemed a bit too innocent (actually a bit silly). Xie Huayan felt that the other party was definitely not older than himself.

So he asked the other party's age again seemingly casually——

"I am 170 years old this year." Jinchuanwu said, pinching his sleeve.

"...?" Xie Wangyan looked at him in disbelief.

How many did you say? ! You guessed 0 more than I did!

"What about you?" Jinchuan Wu held up his face and sat on a chair nearby. He was still dressed in women's clothing - he really looked like a spoiled little daughter of a wealthy family. He looked Xie Wayan up and down, "You shouldn't be older than me. Bar."

"..." Xie Wangyan stood up and changed the subject, "What news did you hear when you came to the yard specially?"

He had guessed before that Jinchuanwu must have heard some rumors and entered the courtyard at night to inquire. He didn't know whether he was confused whether someone participating in a martial arts competition to recruit a bride entered the city lord's mansion, or whether this one was full of jacarandas. The yard is inhabited.

After hearing Xie Wangyan's words, Jinchuanwu didn't answer immediately, as if he was thinking about something.

Xie Wangyan looked at him, hoping to get some information from the other party's answer——

"I won't tell you." Jinchuan Wu said and was about to leave.

Xie Yanyan grabbed the other party's sleeve and looked up at him slightly. He hesitated for a moment before asking directly, "The city lord won't let you enter Baihua Gate?"

"Of course!" Jinchuan Wu said and complained.

"He insists on engaging in this martial arts competition to find a bride..." He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little proud, "I have agreed with my uncle that I will also participate in this martial arts competition under a pseudonym, and wait until I defeat the other contestants. , if I find another reason to refuse this marriage, my uncle will naturally agree to let me go to Baihuamen after seeing my ability."

Xie Wangyan didn't want to know why Jinchuanwu wanted to enter Baihuamen so much.

He just looked at Jinchuan Wu with sympathy——

I didn't expect to meet someone who was more innocent and stupid than him.

Sang Wuming wanted to train him and see that there were so many ways to make sure he went to Baihuamen, so why did he have to use the most troublesome and thankless one?

He remembered what Yun Yiyan had said that he could not contact other people in the same sect for the time being, so Xie Wangyan asked the other party, "Can you still contact the master recently?"

"...Master?" Jin Chuanwu frowned, "Master has indeed not replied to the letters I sent recently."

...It seems that the news has completely failed to spread in this Huaxian City.

Xie Huanyan thought, but when he was at the tea stall earlier, he found that there were no restrictions on the communication between monks and mortals. It seemed that the only thing that was hindered was the transmission of information.

Jinchuanwu yawned, and when Xie Wangyan wasn't paying attention, he immediately climbed out of the window——

"Young Master is leaving. See you at the martial arts competition in a few days!"

With that said, he quickly left the courtyard where Xie Wangyan was temporarily staying.

……

Sang Wuming untied his robe and took off his clothes.

Dense scars appeared on his body - scars left over the years. The longest one ran from his right shoulder to his left flank, almost splitting his entire body in half.

In addition, there were many similar marks on his chest, abdomen, arms and back.

Some were obviously left by the claws of ferocious beasts, while others were marks of stab wounds from swords.

For monks in the out-of-body stage, it is almost easy to re-exercise the body, but Sang Wuming always retains these scars.

Xie Wangyan was already quietly squatting outside Sang Wuming's window——

In order to lurk smoothly, he bargained with the system and finally got a disposable cloak that could hide all traces.

It is said to be a one-time item from the magic plane. It cost 5 spiritual crystals inherited from the senior traveler. It can be said to be expensive enough to vomit blood! The only good thing is that this thing has no side effects...

In order to prevent Sang Wuming from discovering it, he did not dare to enter the room. Fortunately, Sang Wuming's window was not closed tightly, leaving some gaps, allowing him to see the scene in the room.

After Sang Wuming undressed and took off his belt, he entered the bathtub in the room.

Xie Wangyan took a look while lying down and found that the other person was in the bathtub. He couldn't help but start analyzing the information with the system in Zhihai——

"When we were at the tea stall before, Jinchuan Wu said that his uncle had been to Lizhou and had an opportunity there..." He tried hard to integrate the information, "The jacaranda also blooms in a small valley dozens of miles away from Lizhou. town.”

"Is it possible that he lived near Lizhou before?"

Xie Wangyan wrapped himself in a cloak and clapped his fingers to list the information he already knew.

——No one knows how Sang Wuming suddenly became an out-of-body monk. It’s just that after the death of the previous city lord, Jinchuan Wu’s father, he inherited the position of city lord.

Sang Wuming had also been to Lizhou and had some opportunities at the ancient battlefield in Lizhou.

...Xie Wangyan couldn't help but think of the rumor in Lizhou.

The ancient beast Tingting, who was resurrected as a corpse demon in the ancient battlefield, was also killed and the inner elixir was taken away.

But if Sang Wuming really took away Diting's inner elixir, it shouldn't be just the out-of-body period. Xie Huanyan always felt like there were some missing clues, and he just saw the body of Sang Wuming that almost split him in half. The horrific scars on the opponent's body, as well as the countless signs of recovery from various injuries, large and small.

Obviously, Sang Wuming's path to immortality before becoming a powerful monk was not very smooth.

He also remembered that in Lizhou, only some monks with no inheritance or background were willing to take risks to hunt ferocious beasts and gain a chance in the ancient battlefield.

But is Sang Wuming such a monk with no inheritance or background...?

He had many doubts in his heart and decided to take another look at Sang Wuming.

So I lay on the window edge and slowly raised my head along the crack of the window——

But he happened to see the scar on Sang Wuming's chest under his open robe.

Xie Wangyan didn't expect that Sang Wuming would be right in front of the window. His body trembled subconsciously, and his almost instinctive reaction was to let him run away - but he still remembered that he had used an invisibility cloak to cover everything at this time, so he restrained himself. The instinct to run away was suppressed and he stood still.

It seemed that Sang Wuming didn't see him, he just happened to be standing here and chose this window.

Under the moonlight night, a breeze happened to come outside the window, and along with the breeze, there was the quiet fragrance of jade gardenia.

Sang Wuming opened the window, as if he suddenly became interested in admiring the moon, and looked at the moon covered by clouds in the sky... He looked at it for a long time, and when Xie Wangyan was about to leave quietly, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his On his shoulders, he lifted up the cloak that was said to hide all traces.

Xie Huayan never expected that Sang Wuming would discover his existence. Like a cat with fried fur, he looked at Sang Wuming in horror as he lifted up his cloak.

But Sang Wuming just stretched out his hand and pinched his neck——

"Caught."

"A sneaky little cat."