Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

In an ordinary grain merchant in Ningzhou City, the shopkeeper was flicking the abacus beads to calculate the income and expenditure of the morning. When he heard the copper bell hanging at the door ring, he pointed to the top of his head and said: "The price of rice and flour is on the top. They're all new this month."

"Seven days ago or within seven days?" The visitor stopped in front of the counter and asked without picking any products.

The shopkeeper raised his head.There were two people standing in front of the counter. The person who asked the question was dressed in white and had a tall body. He seemed to be a well-known cultivator. The other person was very familiar to him. He was the benefactor of the people of Ningzhou City. .

"Really, why are you here?" The shopkeeper immediately invited two people to sit down and made two cups of good tea.

"You don't have to be polite, shopkeeper, we just take a look." Minghui took the tea and motioned to Xiao Yunshui to please.

Xiao Yunshui scooped up a palm of rice. He is in charge of the internal affairs of Mingzhao Peak, and from time to time he inspects the grain supplied to the non-bigu disciples, to see that the rice cannot be from recent days: "When exactly did this rice come from?"

The shopkeeper also knew about the epidemic, so he opened his mouth and wanted to clean himself up: "The goods just arrived three days ago."

Xiao Yunshui heard that he was lying, and became even more suspicious: "This rice is at least ten years old." It often takes a period of time for the disease to develop from latent to onset, and the rice noodles here are very suspicious.

"Immortal Head, are you here to investigate the epidemic?" The shopkeeper lowered his voice, "My rice is absolutely fine, and my family also ate the same batch of goods. Our family also got sick a few days ago. The real person’s elixir only narrowly escaped death. If there is something wrong with this rice, how dare we eat it!”

Seeing that Xiao Yunshui still didn't believe it, the shopkeeper added: "To tell you the truth, these rice noodles are second-hand products half a year ago, and the new ones are still stored in the warehouse. They will be sold only after the old ones are emptied. There is a real problem, something happened a few months ago."

If Moxiu was poisoned, the rice could be tampered with anytime. Xiao Yunshui wrote several poison test talismans, and put one on each basket of rice, and there was no abnormality.

"How?" The shopkeeper was a little confused, after all, he had no idea where the epidemic came from.

"The rice noodles are normal." Xiao Yunshui except the talisman, the tail of the talisman swept across the teacup, and a black water pattern appeared on the wet piece.

Even the shopkeeper, who didn't understand the spells, saw something was wrong: "Is there poison in this water?"

Minghui put down the teacup, took a pill immediately, and handed one to Xiao Yunshui: "I didn't expect the epidemic to be hidden in the water, Mr. Xiao, thanks to you this time, otherwise my sect would never have thought of this level. "

Xiao Yunshui accepted the elixir, but did not take it, and put it in the Qiankun bag: "Where does the water come from?"

"We all fetch water from the Anning Pond in the east of the city." The shopkeeper looked at the water cup on the counter and panicked. The family members are still drinking this poisonous water these days. Unbelievable.

Xiao Yunshui immediately used his disciple's waist card to contact the disciples of the inner sect who were scattered to search for clues, and asked them to immediately notify the people in the city not to drink the water from the Anning Pool: "Master Minghui, please lead the way."

Swords are not suitable in a mortal city, and the two hurried to their destination. When they passed by the busy city, there were gradually more people. Everyone was watching something exciting. The bustling stream of people passed by and turned their heads from time to time. The women whispered to each other. Xiao Yunshui heard from them "It's so beautiful", "It's so handsome" and so on.

He had no interest in these things at first, but he couldn't help but stop after noticing the familiar disciple uniforms in the bustling center.

"Isn't this Master Hanfeng and Daoist Xing?" Ming Hui asked.

In front of a candied haws stand by the roadside, Xiao Yunshui's master, like a banished fairy, was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, while his elder brother gave the stall owner a few copper coins.

Han Qingyun was very at a loss, and finally got away from this group of disciples. He wanted to eat and drink in style, so he went to the first restaurant.

No. 1 in spiritual practice, Han Qingyun, who has been fasting for more than a hundred years, can only eat wind and drink dew, how can he eat mortal things, or such small snacks as candied haws?

It's too crappy, it's a real blow!

Han Qingyun only felt that the candied haws skewers in his hand were hot, coughed a few times, and stuffed it with a straight face into the hand of the child who was quarreling for his mother to buy it.

Then he walked out of the crowd as if nothing had happened, and said to Xiao Yunshui, "How's the investigation?"

The master actually bought snacks for the children of passers-by. Unexpectedly, the indifferent master has such a gentle side. Xiao Yunshui replied respectfully: "The epidemic poison has been found to come from the water, and we are going to eradicate it."

"Very good." Han Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, "I still have important things to do as a teacher, so go and get rid of the epidemic."

Xiao Yunshui didn't dare to procrastinate, let alone ask Han Qingyun what the important matter was, so he continued to set off immediately.

Han Qingyun looked at the back of him leaving far away, and was about to turn back to buy some snacks, but saw another disciple from the inner sect rushing not far away, so he could only drag Xing Luo away from the downtown area unhappyly, and returned to the city before leaving. After seeing the pear blossom cakes on the stall, I was addicted to my eyes.

There are twenty or so of his disciples in the city now, they come and go, and they don't know when they will meet. Han Qingyun still has business to do, and he doesn't have time to hide in any restaurant to enjoy it slowly. Suppress your appetite for the time being, and head to the cultivator's market.

Compared with the mortal market, this street is very cold, and there are some shops of spirit stones and magic weapons along the way.

Here are all monks, there is no value to check for the plague incident, but it is unlikely to meet disciples, but Han Qingyun walked from the street to the end of the street, and apart from looking at the appearance, he knew the unpalatable pills and spiritual fruits, but did not find them. Anything that can be imported.

"Master." Xing Luo raised his wide sleeves and pointed inside, there was actually a box of pear blossom cakes.

"When did you..." Han Qingyun couldn't wait to reach into Xing Luo's sleeve, opened the box, and stuffed a piece into his mouth, which immediately overflowed with sweet fragrance.Pure natural food without additives, the taste is really extraordinary.

Seeing Han Qingyun's satisfied smile, Xing Luo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "When I was passing by just now, I took a box along the way."

"You took it?" Han Qingyun handed a piece to Xing Lao's mouth.

"I put the money in." Xing Bao moved his head back, frowned slightly, and still took the pear flower cake, didn't taste much, swallowed it whole, and even choked on it.

Han Qingyun saw his resistance: "Don't you like sweets?"

"I will eat whatever Master gives me." Xing Luo replied.

"If you don't like it, don't force yourself to eat it. What flavor do you like?" Speaking of Han Qingyun's four direct disciples, the first three have been fasting for a long time, and the last young disciple is a monster born to eat wind and drink dew. Scenes like eating.

"Forget it, I'll let you try it whenever I get a chance, there will always be someone I like." Han Qingyun said to himself, and went into a bookstore.

The cultivator's shop was really extraordinary, there was no shopkeeper, Gu shop, a scale was placed on the counter, with talismans pasted on both sides, and it was marked on the counter that goods were placed on one side and money on the other.Right above the counter, there is a monitoring instrument floating, looking at the entire storefront.

There are six rows of large bookcases in the store. Han Qingyun glanced at them, not knowing which one to start with. At this moment, a paper crane flew out from behind the monitoring instrument, and said, "Please ask me, what kind of books do you need?" ?Our shop mainly sells all kinds of necessary books for cultivation, as well as anecdotes about the secret history of the cultivation world. If you buy ten or more books, you will be given a free collection of magical secret books in our shop.”

It's too advanced, there is actually a shopping guide, Han Qingyun is quite curious about the so-called magical secrets: "Are there any books on introductory cultivation?"

The paper crane fluttered its wings and brought the two of them to a bookshelf. Han Qingyun glanced at them, such as "Outline of the History of Modern Cultivation of Truth", "Theory of Cultivation of Truth", "On the Way of Heaven"... just looking at the names made him feel dizzy. Thinking of the nights before the end of the term, the fear of staying up late to make up for it.

"Xing Lao, what did you read when you started?" Han Qingyun asked.

Xing Luo doesn't remember anything before he was five years old, he only remembers that when he started, he already possessed aura.

At that time, Tian Wenzong had not openly recruited disciples, and there was no systematic classroom, so the master took him into the mountains and ignored him.He has been studying alone in the huge book library for nearly ten years, and has gone through many detours. At this moment, facing so many books, he immediately picked out a few with experience: "These few are more concise and clear."

They are indeed relatively thin, and Han Qingyun counted them, and there are seven in total: "Pick three more."

Gathering up ten books and going to the counter, Zhihe followed again, and took out two books from under the counter: "Recommended bibliography for monks to travel at home, "Selected Paintings of Top Ten Beauties in the Cultivation World", "The Most Wanted to Marry in the Cultivation World" "Top Ten Beauties."

Feeling gossip, Han Qingyun opened the album of paintings of beauties, and the first one was a portrait of him standing calmly. Could it be that this is actually a man's list?

However, on the second page, it was Qi Xia, the master of Xianling Peak. Turning to the back, except for his second disciple Xiao Yunshui on the ninth page, the rest were all fairies.

"Is this a joint list of men and women?" Han Qingyun asked in surprise.

Xing Luo touched his nose and closed the book: "It was originally a list of fairies, but these idle books are different from the top ten famous officials, they are all wild lists, master, don't take it to heart."

That's right, if it's a positive list, according to Han Qingyun's temperament in the original book, knowing that he was so desecrated and ranked in the list of fairies, he would definitely dry out the lister with the light of righteousness.

Then turn to another book, the first few pages are full of fairies, when you turn to the fifth page, Xiao Yunshui is surprisingly on the list, Han Qingyun flips back to the cover in disbelief, she really wants to marry the most.

There is a line of comments under Xiao Yunshui's portrait: he has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temper. Although he is a man, he is not inferior to a woman's elegance.

Xing Luo obviously also found it incredible, and scratched a few pages with his fingertips, wanting to see if there were any male cultivators in the back, but stopped when he turned to the last page.

Han Qingyun unfolded the page, and there was his portrait again, with the comment: Not on the list, I want to marry, but I dare not.

"I look like a girl so much?" Han Qingyun asked unwillingly, pointing at her nose.

"Naturally not. Master is No. 1 in spiritual cultivation and No. 1 in celebrity." Xing Luo returned the two idle books to Zhihe.

"Then why is it on this kind of list." Han Qingyun poked the paper crane, "Is there anyone you want to marry the most?"

"Of course it's because Master is good-looking." Xing Luo whispered to himself.

Han Qingyun was immersed in anticipation of the counterattack, didn't hear his muttering, and opened the list of the most wanted to marry, Xiao Yunshui was first, Xing Luo was actually second, and he was third. Although he didn't take the top spot, at least in the Third, and looking at Xing Luo beside him, he is indeed taller and burlier than himself, with more handsome and handsome features, which is considered balanced.

The evening bell rang at the street entrance, the sunset was almost over, and the market was about to close. Han Qingyun settled the bill, quickly received the gift cheat book, and the two returned immediately.

Back at Dandingzong, Xiao Yunshui and his party also finished today's investigation and came to report.

The plague virus has been cleaned up, and tomorrow I need to go to the surrounding area to see if there are any traces left by the magic cultivator.

After the disciples finished reporting, Han Qingyun left Xing Luo alone.

He may not be able to understand these books, and he needs personal guidance to get twice the result with half the effort.

He took out the first book, which was the cheat book as a gift. When he left, he hurried away without noticing what it was. Now seeing the four large characters on the cover, Han Qingyun shrank his neck.

"Double Cultivation Intensive Lecture".