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Helianling caught her expression in his eyes and his smile deepened.

"I will also call you Sister Ran with them. Sister Ran, can you explain your plan to suppress the bandits more clearly?"

Zhong Ran's crossed legs trembled and trembled, "I have no plans for the time being. Let me go into the mountain to investigate and then I'll talk about it when I get back."

He Lianling was stunned, he didn't expect that she would have no plan, but Liu Chunmei became anxious, "That's not what you said in prison, you said..."

"Footband, didn't I say that the Lord City Lord would meet me?"

"Wrapped in...foot-wrapped cloth? You..." Liu Chunmei's attention was successfully drawn to the foot-wrapped cloth. She seemed to understand, and her dark face became even darker.

The foot wraps smelled, so she... said she smelled...

"It's just a title, don't take it too seriously, just talk about serious things." This man was serious and pedantic, but it was a bit fun to tease him.

Helianling chuckled lightly, but felt it was inappropriate. He coughed quickly to regain the serious atmosphere and asked, "Sister Ran, do you mean to go to Wushan to explore the truth first?"

"Yes, I'm going now. If you have any dry food at home, bring me some for the road. You also have some more melon seeds." Zhong Ran poured all the melon seeds on the plate into his pocket.

Liu Chunmei swallowed back the words "indecent". Fortunately, she had dark skin, otherwise her face would be comparable to a pig's liver.

After all, she couldn't hold it back anymore, she said angrily, "Shameless!"

Zhong Ran nodded quickly, "Well, I admit that I am shameless. Then some people go to eat at the shameless family and eat it rain or shine for a month. What is that?"

"You...you..." Liu Chunmei's eyes widened and she almost turned over in anger.

Zhong Ran continued, "After eating my food and turning over my table, you are eating the inside out."

After all, Liu Chunmei was a parent official. She had never been in such an embarrassing situation when someone criticized her. She was so knowledgeable that she couldn't even utter a retort.

In short, she ate other people's food and kept eating it for a month. She has a short mouth!

He Lianling was afraid that Liu Chunmei would be beaten to death by Zhong Ran, so he had to smooth things over and said, "Okay, you two, stop bickering and discuss business." After knocking on the table a few times, Liu Chunmei finally relieved the breath that was blocking her chest.

He huffed and stared at Zhong Ran without saying a word.

Zhong Ran laughed and said, "I'm just teasing you. I'm really angry. It's too unreasonable to tease you."

The servants wrapped the dry food in cloth and delivered it. Zhong Ran took it and stuffed it into his chest casually. He stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Wait for my good news." He walked away swaggeringly, and his slender figure quickly disappeared into the night. .

Helianling asked in disbelief, "She just left like this?"

Liu Chunmei said angrily, "She cuts a person's head like a watermelon. She also claims that she can pierce the throat with an arrow from a hundred meters away. There is nothing she can't do."

Realizing that he had lost his composure, he quickly added, "No need to worry, Lord City Lord, we can just wait for the good news."

*

Wushan.

Zhong Ran found a position with a wide view and bit into a hard flatbread to observe the mountain topography.

The cottage is built on the mountainside, with wooden houses lined up in rows. It is not large in area, but it is decent and orderly.

There are about a thousand people, including people who specialize in guarding the gate, and there are three patrol teams of six people. There are old people and children coming in and out of the wooden house from time to time, and it looks very harmonious.

It is obvious that this place has grown to a large scale and is ready to pass on the business of robbing families and homes to the next generation.

Zhong Ran found that there was a cave entrance that was guarded by four people. They had knives on their waists and looked on full alert.

It should be filled with supplies that were obtained from robbing homes.

Zhong Ran had actually heard about this group of bandits for a long time. They were thieves who did all kinds of evil and had no bottom line.

The owner of the village is an old witch who is over fifty years old. It is said that she has more than thirty husbands, the youngest is twelve years old, and the eldest daughter is married and has children. It is a typical family business.

Yuncheng has been in decline so far, mostly because they exploited it too hard.

Anyone who passes through Wushan must pay a toll. Those who dare to resist will be killed. The killing methods are extremely cruel, including cutting off hands and legs, gouging out eyes and even skinning.

This was also the main reason why City Lord Helianling did not dare to offend them.

They are just a bunch of inhuman beasts.

Zhong Ran waited until dark and took advantage of the change of guard at the gate before quietly entering the village using Qinggong. He killed a patrolman who was urinating with a silenced gun, took off her clothes, put on her clothes and hid her. Sneak into the patrol.

She changed guard when she reached the middle of the patrol. She also clearly remembered the location of the wooden house where important people lived in the village. She used Qinggong to fly out of the village with the dead body, went straight to the mass grave, and dropped the body. Zhong Ran returned to the village.

At dawn, Zhong Ran only felt pain in her waist and back. She spent the whole night hiding and burying explosives, and she just wanted to lie down in bed and have a good sleep, and have a bowl of spicy soup before going to bed.

After brushing off the snowflakes that had fallen on him, Zhong Ran went down the mountain while eating melon seeds. He didn't use Qing Kung Fu anymore. The main reason was that it was snowing and his visibility was not good. If he went too fast, he would easily hit a tree.

"stop!"

A cold shout made Zhong Ran stop in his tracks.

Looking up, he saw a man in black standing in front of him. The man was slender. He was not wearing a hat or veil. His handsome and cold face was looming in the snow. His waist-length hair was tied high with a black ribbon, and he was smeared with black hair. The forehead is even more chivalrous and ethereal, and the hair on the temples is flying in the wind.

He stood there with his sword in his arms, his eyes light and distant, blending in with the color of the snow, looking surprisingly good-looking.

Zhong Ran likes to appreciate beautiful things, especially beautiful people. In the past, when she had nothing to do, she loved to visit flower houses and let good-looking men sing songs to her.

She found it very pleasant and comfortable.

Putting the melon seeds in her pocket, she touched her chin and looked the man up and down.

Handsome and cool!

The man was also looking at her, and when he saw her looking at him with wild eyes, her handsome face was a little cold, Zhong Ran didn't notice it at all, and he still looked at her unscrupulously.

Neither of them spoke.

Zhong Ran was trembling due to the wind and snow, so she stopped admiring it and asked, "You blocked my way and didn't say anything. Could it be that you want to die with me in the wind and snow?" She shuddered as she spoke.

"Are you Nangong Miaochu?" Xiaojue withdrew her gaze, her voice as cold as anyone else's.

Zhong Ran smiled and shook his head, "Your Excellency, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not the person you said." He clasped his fists and said goodbye, but when he passed by, he was stopped by his sword.

"Can you explain what this is?" Xiaojue opened his palm, and there was a bullet on it with blood stains on it.

Zhong Ran felt a headache and ringing in his ears, wishing he could slap himself in the face.

The man she shot to death with a silenced gun forgot to remove the bullets when dumping them in the mass grave.

Bullets are not something that should exist in this world.

No, it should be said that only one with that identity can have it.

Xiaojue couldn't wait for her answer for a long time, and he became more sure of his thoughts. His cold expression suddenly changed, he sheathed his sword, bent his straight back, looked at her with hopeful eyes, and his voice was not like before. Cold, for sure.

"You are her, Nangong Miaochu, you are her, right?"