Several figures that suddenly appeared blocked the sunlight. Yin Xuanchen was holding pastries in his hand. He turned around and looked shocked, and subconsciously rushed to the chair.

Tu Shanling and Song Qian followed the victim and appeared one after another.

Yin Xuanchen lamented in his heart, his cowardly appearance was seen by his master again, it was so miserable!

He slipped off the chair, tidied up his clothes, walked around behind Song Qian, and hummed, "Master."

His voice was very low, and no one heard it except Song Qian and Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling: "Please sit down with the immortal Huanhua."

Xia Jiang came over after hearing the news, and there were a few girls who were not wearing any family costumes.

Yin Xuanchen had no chance to save himself again, so he had to stand up straight and walked to the hall and sit down.

Tu Shanling and Song Qian sat side by side, and Xia Jiang walked across from them and sat down, while the people he brought stood in a row behind him, with a very amazing row.

Tu Shanling: "Daoist Xia found any important clues?"

Xia Jiang nodded, "That's right, but this is not urgent, it's more important to appease the victim first."

If the victim does not cooperate, simple things will become complicated.

Tu Shanling agreed to Xia Jiang's actions and secretly relieved her confusion. The victims were a little stunned and immediately furious again.

The woman pointed at the people in the hall and shouted wildly: "You, what did you do to me?"

Then there was a series of questions, almost pointing at your nose and scolding you for being "inaction".

Tu Shanling rubbed her ears, and her fingers ran over without sound. A strange layer of waves rippled out, wrapping her and Song Qian inside, saving them from the pain of the magic sound pouring into his ears.

Xia Jiang was the first to sit still and said angrily: "You woman is so unreasonable! No matter what, it takes time to find out the truth. We treat you well, but you rely on us to do things in a reverse way. It is really unreasonable."

The woman still looked like "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, I make the most sense." "We have been in that small house for almost an hour. What did you find out, you said!"

Xia Jiang's face turned red, and he clenched his sword in his hand, but he couldn't say a word.

Tu Shanling taps his fingers on the desktop.

The woman turned her head irritably, her eyes immediately attracted the long fingers of the mountain bell. The previous scenes became clear again, and the scolding that she was about to blurt out was swallowed back to her stomach.

Tu Shanling: "You said Zhou Liniang was kidnapped, how do you know? Have you ever received threats from kidnappers?"

Tu Shanling's aura was too strong. The woman felt a little shorter when facing her and didn't dare to make a fuss. She answered honestly: "Of course we know that we have seen all the people who kidnapped Li Niang."

Tu Shanling glanced at Yin Xuanchen, and Yin Xuanchen shook his head wildly.

Tu Shanling: "When Zhou Liniang was kidnapped, was there any witnesses?"

Woman: "Eyewitness?"

Tu Shanling: "In other words, did someone see Zhou Liniang being kidnapped?"

The woman said in confusion: "I don't know."

"..." Tu Shanling, "Since there are no witnesses, it is impossible for the kidnapper to write on his face. Why are you so sure that those people are the ones who kidnapped Zhou Liniang?"

The woman said naturally: "It was the prophet who told me."

The girls standing behind Xia Jiang suddenly changed their faces.

Tu Shanling raised her eyebrows and glanced at them, then withdrew her gaze, "What did the Prophet say?"

The woman's eyes fell on the vase on the table, as if she was trapped in memories, "She said, my daughter was kidnapped by five or six innocent teenagers. Those teenagers were wearing blue robes with rain and each wore swords. They wandered around the city every day, which was very difficult to mess with. When they went to find them, they must bring more people."

Yin Xuanchen was about to die unjustly, and he shook his head crazy at Song Qian.

He was obviously trying so hard to investigate Changyou’s abnormality, but someone said he was wandering around. He was so angry!

Tu Shanling narrowed her eyes after hearing this. Her first reaction was that someone framed Yin Xuanchen and others, but she quickly denied this idea. Such a frame-up was childish and meaningless.

As long as Yao Guangxia's family still has the jurisdiction of the Changyou, no one can do anything to Yin Xuanchen and the others.

Tu Shanling: "Have you seen them?"

Woman: "See."

Tu Shanling stood up, walked to the woman, bent down slightly, her vision was equal to her, "Where did you see it?"

Woman: "In the second floor room in the inn."

Tu Shanling: "Have you found your daughter in the room?"

The woman shook her head, "No."

Tu Shanling: "Since there is no, why do you insist that they did it? Why can't the prophet be lying?"

This time, without waiting for the woman to answer, the little girl behind Xia Jiang spoke excitedly, "The prophet will not lie, everything that the prophet predicts has come true."

The great way is fifty, the sky is four nine, and people escape one. The monk who is best at divination can only calculate the most likely direction of fate, but cannot calculate all the possibilities.

Prophet, hehe, nonsense.

Tu Shanling walked towards the talking girl, and the girl shivered clearly, "Are you a believer of the prophet?"

The little girl shook her head repeatedly, "I'm not."

The fear in her eyes was not like falsehood, and her reaction was indeed not something a believer should have.

Tu Shanling felt that it was not easy to grow his right, "What did that prophet think?"

The little girl looked at Xia Jiang first, and after getting the promise, she said: "A few days ago, the prophet kept saying that there was a woman who would fall off the building in a red wedding dress. Isn't that just..."

The prophet's two prophecies were related to Zhou Liniang. Is it a bit coincidental?

Tu Shanling: "Where is the prophet, I want to meet her."

The little girl pointed out at the door, "The Prophet lives in the third courtyard to the left. She is in poor health and doesn't go out very much."

Tushan bell signaled to Xia Jiang, and Xia Jiang immediately stood up and walked in front to lead the way.

Everyone has their own life. No matter how beautiful it is, it will take more than an hour to watch it. The crowd that was originally crowded at the gate of the yard has dispersed.

There are only the ashes of incense, candles, paper money left after burning out.

Xia Jiang raised his hand and knocked on the door. Someone might as well open the door so quickly. When the door opened, he was shocked. He took a step back and saw clearly that the girl who opened the door for him was a little girl sitting in a wheelchair.

The little girl's skin is as white as fine porcelain, her eyebrows, eyelashes, and head are all silvery. The most strange thing is her eyes, which are actually light pink.

The little girl was cold and distant with a faint arrogance, "Who are you looking for?"

Xia Jiang: "I heard that the prophet lives here."

The little girl raised her chin slightly: "I am."

Tu Shanling: "I heard you predicted that someone would fall from the building and die, right?"

The little girl said indifferently: "Isn't this dead? What else is there to ask?"

The girl in front of her was obviously a patient, but Tu Shanling couldn't treat this girl gently. The indifference to life shown in her short words made her feel uncomfortable.

She chuckled, "So, please tell me where you are, who are you with, and what are you doing around midnight today?"

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