Cannon Fodder's White Moonlight Rescue Plan [Quick Transmigration]

The mist meandered in the air, and Su Changling walked to the door of the house.

This is a wooden structure hut, the windows are closed, and all kinds of bells are hung under the eaves.

The people inside the door seemed to be able to see outside, and when Su Changling approached, the door slowly opened from the inside: "Please come in."

Su Changling glanced at the calm bell, raised his legs and walked into the house.

Bookshelves reaching to the ceiling were placed on three walls of the room, and they were filled with books.

In the middle, a silver-haired old man sat with his back to Su Changling by the stove. There was a pot of tea on the stove, which was steaming.

"You are?" Su Changling didn't rush forward, and looked around the room.

The old man's silver hair spread on the floor like a waterfall, and Su Changling had the illusion that the nourishment of the whole room came from his hair.

"Do you want to join the Shanyin Sect?"

The old man didn't answer Su Changling's question: "It's been said in the world that we're a gangster, do you think we're like it?"

"No, it looks like ordinary people who have found a paradise to enjoy life."

The old man laughed like a sharp knife across the bark of a tree: "Common people...hehehe, I'm afraid you don't know who they are."

Su Changling was also not interested in knowing who they were, the purpose of her coming here was only for Li Fu.

"Even a child here can easily kill a grown man."

"Why are you telling me these things." Su Changling walked up to the old man: "You haven't answered me yet, who are you?"

Only then did Su Changling realize that the old man's eyes were empty, and he had no eyeballs.

"I am a prophet in the religion." The old man turned his neck in the direction of Su Changling: "The sun rises too white, and the Ziwei star disappears. I can only see this layer of your fate. It is really amazing."

Su Changling stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, the old man laughed and said, "No need to try, I can't see it."

"Then how do you know astrology?"

The old man picked up the teacup with caress, and took a sip: "Although the eyes are blind, the heart is not blind."

"Well, you asked me to come in just to tell my fortune?"

Su Changling was a little funny, how dare a mere ant spy on the fate of God.

The old man shook his head: "No, I can't figure out your fate. But your appearance...is an accident."

"You're right but not sure." Su Changling sat cross-legged opposite the old man: "When can I join the church?"

"You're already in the game."

A cup of tea was handed to Su Changling: "Please use it slowly."

Su Changling also stopped playing charades: "This tea should be the antidote, right?"

The old man frowned slightly, and his drooping face twitched slightly: "Did you see it?"

"Small tricks." Su Changling raised his head and drank the tea: "The clouds on this mountain should be some kind of special mist, inhaling it into the human body will create illusions. I'm afraid that the paradise I see is all fake, right?"

"That's right, thousands of people have thousands of faces. Different people see different scenery after inhaling the Wannian Jing." The old man added more tea: "This is just a small test. If you want to join the Shanyin Sect, you only need to dedicate five Getting rich is not enough, you also need to have your own strength."

"So I'm joining now?"

The old man pondered for a while: "Make an exception and let you join. After all, you are the first to see through the illusion. In addition, I can't see your fate clearly...it means that your dimension must be higher than mine."

"You still understand dimensions?" Su Changling put on a serious look, and re-examined the old man in front of him.

"It's not worth mentioning. My life is not long. What's the use of seeing more? You go out."

Seeing that the old man kept silent, Su Changling had no choice but to leave the hut.

As soon as I left the house, the scenery in front of me changed.

It is no longer the vitality of spring and flowers blooming, but the dead silence of dead leaves and cold branches.

Su Changling turned around and saw that the hut was still the same wooden hut.It's just that there is a strong rotten smell spreading in the yard, and rotting corpse flowers are blooming in the corners.

"Looks like you passed the test."

Li Fu jumped down from the tree trunk, and the red dress fluttered in the wind.

"Then shall I call you Senior Sister?"

"Oh, that's not necessary." Li Fu hooked his fingers towards Su Changling: "Come with me."

"Where to go?"

"Go to the main hall, the leader will see you."

Su Changling leaned forward and asked, "Master? Does the prophet in the hut count?"

Li Fu was very speechless: "I thought you knew our Shanyin Sect very well, and you dare to join the Sect if you don't know anything?"

Su Changling said embarrassedly: "Please enlighten Miss Li."

After glancing at Su Changling, Li Fu finally said: "The prophet is the guiding light of our god religion, and the leader is responsible for leading us. Since you are recognized by the prophet, just go to the leader to recognize your face."

"Is the prophet so important?"

Li Fu nodded: "Of course, the Prophet knows everything."

If it weren't for the prophet's level, Su Changling would have thought that he had entered some kind of organization by mistake.

Although the Shanyin God Sect was originally classified as a different kind by Jianghu sects, coupled with its elusive appearance and ruthless attacks, it was regarded as an evil heretic.

Follow Li Fu through an empty altar, climb up the ladder, and then arrive at the main hall.

The two golden coiled dragon pillars in the main hall attracted Su Changling's eyes. These pillars had the momentum to reach directly into the sky.

The dragon hovering in the pillar has a ferocious face, as if it will break through the shackles at any time.

"Master." Li Fu respectfully bowed to the man sitting on the high seat.

"Get up." The leader wore a white mask, and his facial features were all hidden.

Su Changling remembered that when she first met Li Fu, she was also wearing a mask.

"You are Su Changling?"

"Exactly."

"The prophet has already told the leader of this sect that you will be a member of the Shanyin Sect from now on."

Su Changling imitated Li Fu's posture and saluted, complaining in her heart, did she join the teaching so easily?

The leader really just took a look at what she looked like, left Li Fu behind and waved her out.

Su Changling retreated outside the hall, and a maid came to greet him immediately.

This maid was wearing a veil, and her steps were light and methodical. It was obvious that she possessed martial arts.

"You come with me."

Su Changling was led to a small courtyard, and the maid opened the door: "You can choose a mask here as a code name."

It turned out that the mask was for this purpose, so Su Changling thanked him and walked inside.

There are hundreds of masks hanging in the small courtyard, and several workers are rushing to make new masks.

Su Changling picked out a mask with a civet cat painted on it: "Just this one."

Maid: "Okay, may I ask you to arrange another courtyard for you?"

"Are you still covering this?"

How can this Shanyin God Sect be a god, it is simply the style of a great philanthropist.

"You can live in the church if you want."

Although Su Changling really wanted to get close to Li Fu, but thought that she might not be able to live in this other courtyard for a few times: "Forget it, I still have restaurant business to deal with."

"Okay, if you need anything, you can contact me anytime."

The maid handed over a small box: "There is silver powder in it, put it on the pigeon and we can communicate."

"Thank you."

Su Changling went through some simple procedures and signed his name on the list of helpers.

This hour is really embarrassing, there is still a while before dinner time, Su Changling really doesn't know what to do.

The maid had already left after finishing her work, and Su Changling walked along the path by herself.

Unknowingly, he walked back to the altar, not far away was the ladder, and the main hall of the Shanyin Sect was hidden in the thick clouds and mist.

Su Changling noticed a flaming figure appearing with sharp eyes, and hurried to meet him.

Li Fu also saw her: "Why are you still here?"

"Where can I go..." Su Changling deliberately put on a pitiful look: "I only know you, and I'm waiting for you on a special trip."

Li Fu passed Su Changling: "You don't have to wait for me, go do your own thing."

"I have nothing to do... Doesn't the leader arrange work?"

Li Fu stopped and looked at her strangely: "Go to the mission to get it yourself, the leader doesn't care about these things."

"Wait." Li Fu stopped Su Changling: "Since you have nothing to do, I have something I can arrange for you."

Su Changling couldn't ask for it: "Say it."

"You said before that you have an intelligence network in your hands?"

"Exactly."

"I want you to help me..." Li Fu paused, "Investigate a murder case 13 years ago."

"Okay, leave it to me."

"You don't know what the murder case is, so you agreed so quickly?" Li Fu's eyes flashed with astonishment. How big is the intelligence network in Su Changling's hands to make her so confident.

"Then you can tell me in detail." Su Changling pointed to the small pavilion not far away: "Let's go over there and sit down and talk slowly."

The two sat opposite each other in the pavilion.

"Thirteen years ago, people in the Jianghu called the "Two Swords of Mandarin Ducks..." a couple was killed, leaving only a five-year-old orphan and two broken swords. .”

Su Changling asked, "You want me to find the murderer?"

Li Fu shook her head lightly: "More than that, I also want to know as much information about this case as possible."

"No problem, leave it to me. I'll give you an answer within a month."

Li Fu tightened her cuff tightly: "One month?!"

"You think it's too long? But..."

"No."

Since entering the Shanyin Sect at the age of five, Li Fu has been trying to find the murderer who killed her parents and avoided the family swordsmanship.

It is a pity that very little information has been collected over the years.

Su Changling actually promised to reply to her within a month, which she never expected.

Li Fu's dark green pupils were a little colder: "Don't lie to me, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, I can dig out things from 13 years ago, not to mention 20 years ago."

"In this case, I will wait for the good news."

Su Changling nodded, then asked with a smile: "I'll help you investigate the case, what will you give me in return?"

Li Fu also laughed, adding a touch of life to the dead Yin-Yang Mountain: "We'll wait until you find out."

"Good."

Neither of them stayed overnight that night, and went down the mountain before the sun set.

There is a small town at the foot of Yinyang Mountain, and people from nearby villages like to run to this place.

At this time, seeing the appearance of two people who looked like angels, they discussed and probed their brains.

Li Fu wore a mask as usual, but Su Changling put on a face that was not afraid of people's eyes.