Chapter 452: Find the clues, sit and hunt
Chapter 452: Find the clues, sit and hunt
When she caught a glimpse of those eyes, she suddenly realized that this person had a mysterious origin. Since Hou Shao also knew him and he agreed to join, he should be trustworthy.
The other party was so sure that it would be bad for her to hold on to it.
After thinking for a moment, Xue Youlan said in a slower tone, "In this case, the clue is broken again."
The blue light in Li Changxiao's eyes gradually faded away. He was just spying on the dream of the pale-faced scholar.
About an hour ago, a carriage stopped in front of the calligraphy and painting shop, and a person in black got out. The figure of the person in black was vaguely visible. It was a woman, but she was very tall.
She used dream magic to manipulate the scholar into writing a blackmail letter for her.
This is why, even though the blackmail letter clearly came from this calligraphy and painting shop, the pale-faced scholar always vehemently denied it.
After Li Changxiao finished reading the dream, the blue light faded away, but a bright light flashed again.
For Hou Shao and the others, they really gained nothing. But for me who is proficient in dream arts, just relying on this dream is enough.
Li Changxiao left quietly.
The strange thing was that he clearly left in front of Hou Shao and others, but they didn't notice it at all.
It seemed as if he had completely ignored Li Changxiao intentionally or unintentionally.
In fact, Li Changxiao was a fake, and the cultivation of Hou Shao, Xue Youlan, Long Qi, and Dugu Hou were all far inferior to him.
So Li Changxiao deliberately hid himself, so that even if he was standing right in front of them, they would find it difficult to notice him.
It is said that after Li Changxiao left.
The four of them frowned, and after discussing for a moment, they decided to disperse, blend into the crowd, and return to the Jia Mansion to discuss further.
They are all cultivators, Hou Shao and Dugu Hou are both in the early Nascent Soul stage, Xue Youlan is in the early Nascent Soul stage, and Long Qi from Ceyan Sect has the highest cultivation level, which is in the early Spirit Transformation stage.
The Ce Yan Sect is a sect of calculation and its combat power is not strong. In the Ce Yan Sect, Long Qi is just an ordinary disciple with an ordinary life experience and he has never taken any fruit to prolong his life.
Therefore, although Long Qi has a high level of cultivation, his degree of aging is not much different from that of Hou Shao, Gudu Hou, Xue Youlan and other Yuanying stage people who are at the genius level.
In fact, Long Qi is not alone. He is the representative of many ordinary monks.
Generally speaking.
The path of cultivation requires a cultivator who has no great chance, no great talent, and no great backing, but has to follow the procedures, step by step, to cultivate to the state of transformation of the spirit.
In this period of time, most of them have aged to this point. Their secondary lifespan has ended, and the remaining lifespan will no longer pass away quickly as the spiritual energy disappears.
Just like the eight thousand Jindan cavalry under Li Tianyu.
Where there is good, there is bad. If Xue Youlan, Hou Shao and other helpers invited by the Jia family intend to hide their whereabouts and quietly return to the Jia family.
Even if there were mermaids watching nearby, it was difficult to detect their presence. Both sides were like people walking in a thick fog with their eyes closed.
When everyone gathered in the Jia Mansion and discussed what to do next.
However, he discovered that the white-robed monk who had been following him had disappeared since some time ago.
"Brother Hou, where is brother Changxiao?" asked Dugu Hou.
"I don't know either." Hou Shao replied helplessly. It seemed that even so, he suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared.
"Forget it, let's discuss important matters." Long Qi got back to the topic.
……
Li Changxiao walked in the crowd, as if wrapped in a thick fog. Just now in the scholar's dream, he found a relatively important clue.
The man in black who came to write the letter to him came in a carriage. If he was not mistaken, the carriage was rented. Although Qingrao City was large, there were only a few shops that had the financial resources to rent carriages.
If you search one family at a time, you will be able to find their trace.
Li Changxiao was surrounded by pretense, which made people ignore him unconsciously.
At first, he stayed in the Jia Mansion with the intention of luring the mermaids out of their hole, waiting for them to come to collect the ransom, and then locking on the target and tracking them.
But now it seems that the previous idea was still a bit underestimated. The mermaids are born with a dream method far superior to that of mortals. Even without using spiritual energy, they can still use dream magic to interfere with mortals.
They can ask pale-faced scholars to write ransom letters so that ordinary people can collect the ransom. They have hundreds of ways to hide their identities.
It was impossible to reveal any trace of their identity during the entire extortion process, so he could predict that the actions of Hou Shao and others were doomed to fail.
If you want to find them out completely, you can only use dream magic.
Just like the time in Mengze City.
However, the two days spent in the Jia Mansion were not completely useless.
At least Long Qi's plot and Dugu Hou's causal thread helped Li Changxiao quickly lock onto the white-faced scholar. Li Changxiao then used the white-faced scholar's dream as a starting point...
Officially became a hunter lurking in the dark.
The swordsman seemed to have been ripped out of the world, with murderous intent brewing in his eyes.
"You can't run away." He murmured and quickened his pace.
The location of the tomb of the God of Dreams.
The tragedy of the destruction of Mengze City.
From any angle, Li Changxiao had no reason not to kill them.
At this moment.
Even Ji Beiming, one of the three greatest geniuses of the mermaid clan, probably didn't expect this.
The white-clothed swordsman who should have been killed by Ji Lu did not die.
He also came to Qingrao City and became a killer more terrifying than ghosts.
Back to the old business.
……
Qingrao City.
West of the city.
Lai Fu Horse and Carriage Shop was bustling with people coming and going. Horses were expensive in Dayu Country, so any business related to horses was out of reach for ordinary people. Lai Fu Horse and Carriage Shop had a lot of business, including purchasing horses and carriages, repairing carriages, purchasing grass, and nailing horseshoes...
The shop owner is also a well-known rich man, and he has many friends among him.
Today, there was a person who stayed in front of the shop for a long time, staring at the carriage. Pedestrians came and went, but it seemed that they didn't see this person at all.
Who else could this weird person be except Li Changxiao?
He searched all the way, passing by more than ten carriage and horse inns, and finally found this place. The carriage in this Lai Fu carriage and horse inn was exactly the same as the carriage ridden by the black-robed man in the dream of the pale-faced scholar.
The men in black robes must have been here, or they are nearby.
Li Changxiao walked up to the owner of the horse shop, his eyes glowing blue, and immediately invaded his dream.
About half a stick of incense.
He walked out of the coach and livery inn.
Looking around, his eyes finally focused on an inn.
He entered the inn and asked the innkeeper if there were any vacant rooms on the third floor. If there were, he would book one.
As he spoke, he scattered a dozen copper coins on the counter and told him with a smile that the rooms on the third floor were a little more expensive and this amount of money was not enough.
So Li Changxiao rummaged through his body for a while and spilled dozens of copper coins. After the boss counted them carefully, he took him upstairs with a smile.
Stop at a guest room.
Li Changxiao went into the guest room and sat quietly.
Like a poisonous snake crawling in the grass.
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