Mo Emei stamped Ning Changan's handwriting with Jingzhao Mansion paint, but the content was written according to the wishes of the master of Mingjing Si Tiangulou.

To put it concisely and concisely, the Hongshan case is still open and Ning Changan wants to help solve it.

In short, these daily patrol matters can be put aside for the time being.

Wiping away cold sweat, Li Dianli said: "Ning Changan went to the capital privately, which shows that Mo Houwei has always been in contact with Changan, and he almost didn't blame Ning Changan before."

Liang Zhaoxiang took the porridge: "I'm confused, Yang Qifo, Zhang Sanfeng and these rough embroidered guards don't look at you and me seriously, but they are so enthusiastic about Ning Chang'an that they almost call them brothers. What those rough people pay attention to is who has the strongest fist and whose ability.

Da. In my opinion, Mingjing Si Tiangulou has been coveting Ning Changan for a long time. This is to help handle the case. The next step may be for Jingzhao Mansion to transfer Ning Changan to Beijing."

"What should we do?" Li Dianli asked humbly for advice.

After pondering for a while, Liang Zhaoxiang said: "Of course the Yamen must vigorously cooperate with Chang'an."

"Understood! Your Excellency is thoughtful and far-sighted, and my subordinates admire you." Li Dianli nodded.

Ning Changan was waiting at the yamen. When he turned around, he saw Li Dianli walking towards him with a kind face.

He spoke from a high position, "The Hongshan case is far-reaching. The Jingzhao Mansion has ordered the Yamen to fully cooperate with the Mirror Division to solve the case. From today on, daily inspections, patrols, etc. will be put on hold for the time being, and Chang'an will cooperate with the case wholeheartedly. In addition, after my efforts, your Excellency agreed that the case should be solved

Previously, Changan was given an additional three yuan of high-risk subsidy."

Ning Changan smiled.

Starting from Shilipo, in just one month, wages have increased three times in a row!

"Thank you sir, Chang'an will live up to your entrustment and expectations."

Li Dianli is satisfied with Ning Changan's attitude, he understands the general situation and is pleasing to the eye!

No need for regular patrols, Ning Changan left the yamen and went straight to the small courtyard.

Mo Emei is a resolute person, so he must prepare early.

The small courtyard is as peaceful as ever, except that Chen Yuhuo, who likes to sit under the old locust tree and enjoy the bright and beautiful scenery, is no longer there.

Entering the hospital, Ning Changan first replenished his talismans. The Earth Escape Talisman was easy to use. This time when he entered Hongshan, he also needed to bring more talismans and barrier-breaking talismans.

After getting ready, Ning Changan drank tea under the old locust tree. Turning his head, he could still see Chen Yuhuo leaning his chin in front of the window.

Ning Changan stood up and walked in. Ning Changan saw the bone finger placed on the spotless table.

"Have a heart!"

Guessing that Chen Yuhuo saw himself in the bone-taking realm in Hongshan, Ning Changan sighed.

I wonder what the fairy-like Chen Yuhuo is doing now!

Ning Changan set up his drawing board under the old locust tree.

Ning Changan started writing after carefully recalling the man in black seen in the corpse shop at the entrance of the city.

I remember the body shape clearly, mainly the facial contour.

With a square face, Ning Changan first drew a sketch of a man in black wearing a mask.

Then comes the specialty.

Impression painting.

That is, from the established facial contour, the muscle lines extending from the lower jaw draw an overall similar three-dimensional facial features.

Soon after, a portrait of a man with straight facial features, a straight nose, and wild eyebrows appeared on the paper.

With an absolutely unfamiliar face, Ning Changan took the two drawings into his arms.

Entering the room, he appeared under the old locust tree again. Ning Changan took the fragments of the ancient sword manual obtained from Meng Po's shop. After narrowly escaping from death in the capital, he fled in embarrassment from being chased. He had to make up for his shortcomings in body skills. One-word sword skills,

In addition to the Great Light Swordsmanship, you also need to have unique skills that can push you to the bottom of the box.

At the time of application, a voice sounded in Ning Changan's ears: "Ning, hurry up! Wait at the old place."

The Chentang County police officer could tell that it was the sound transmission technique of the Mingjing Division. The person speaking was Yang Qifu. Naturally, the old place refers to the suburbs where he had a fierce battle with the white ape and the tan snake.

Really efficient!

Ning Changan went out holding the Jingzhe sword, the talisman and the great killer rouge ling, and the pen fairy in his arms.

I did not put the pen fairy in the long box given by the blacksmith for fear of accidents.

Arriving at the outskirts, we saw Mo Emei from a distance.

Not as many people came as during the Battle of Hongshan.

Zhou Xingyi, Zhang Sanfeng, Yang Qifu, and a female embroidered guard in blue with a charming appearance were also in the team.

There was one more warlock, besides Yan Wuji, a man in white clothes in his thirties. Yan Wuji respected him, and his status and cultivation level in Qintian Prison were obviously higher than Yan Wuji's.

Ning Changan is not wearing a police uniform, he is also wearing Tsing Yi. This is called confusing the target.

The green shirt is fluttering, charming and chic.

Without any introduction, Ning Changan arrived and the team moved forward.

Yang Qifu followed Ning Chang'an with a look of admiration on his face and whispered something about Chentang County's police officer, who can drink well.

Thinking of Yang Qifu, who was drunk and looked as fierce as iron hanhan, Ning Changan really felt that this embroidered guard was very good.

From Yang Qifu's words, Ning Chang'an knew that the charming-looking female embroidered guard was called Lan Fenghuang, and she knew some witchcraft besides martial arts.

Ning Changan glanced at the plump female embroidery guard and thought to himself: "The name is normal. It doesn't contain numbers and decimal points at last. It knows witchcraft. Could it be that the scene in Hongshan has something to do with the wizard from the southwestern part of Yu State mentioned by Chen Yuhuo?"

Another sorcerer in Qin Tian Prison is Qiu Tiance, a third-level Jindan magician. Yan Wuji is a fourth-level magician.

He was thirty years old and was not much older than Yan Wuji. He had a handsome appearance and eyebrows like stars, but the strange thing was that he had white hair on his temples.

There are eight people in a group, and the team draws a pin shape.

The two imperial warlocks are in the front, Yang Qifu and Zhang Sanfeng are on the left and right, Zhou Xingyi, Lan Fenghuang is in the back, and in the middle are Ning Changan and the head of Tiangu Tower, Mo Emei.

Two people walked side by side, one in purple and the other in green.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Ning Changan asked.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say." Mo Emei's eyes were always forward, and his voice was condensed and sounded in the Chentang County police officer's ears.

"I went to the corpse shop."

"Then what?"

"Being chased, run away in panic, escape through water to survive!"

"Can also escape from water!"

Mo Emei raised his sharp eyebrows lightly.

"Don't say that. You've seen Earth Escape before, so it's not unusual to do Water Escape. Who doesn't have some means of survival in desperate situations?"

Reaching out his hand, Ning Changan took out two sketches.

"There is something wrong with the lame man in the corpse shop. He knows magic, and he was almost tricked into leaving his body at the entrance of the market to be sewn up. There is also a man in black, who should be in charge secretly. One of the two portraits is of a masked one, and the other is.

Try to remove the mask and draw according to the contour line impression, for reference only."

After taking the portrait, opening it and viewing it repeatedly, Mo Emei put away the sketch.

There was no trace of shock between his eyebrows.

Sketching is a form of artistic expression that transcends eras.

"You're also proficient in painting!" Mo Emei asked nonchalantly.

"The yamen's income is meager, and one's skills are needed to make ends meet."

Mo Emei said "Oh" without saying anything. He wrapped a red thread around the fingertips of his left hand and had the urge to tie Ning Changan to the core.

A skill that makes a living? Jingzhao Mansion cannot find such a painter who is good at portraits and can grasp expressions in detail.

What other impressionistic painting methods are there? I have never heard of them or listened to them.

Walking forward with a fleeting glance, Ning Changan asked: "I don't have any information to share."

"No!" Mo Emei replied neatly,

Ning Changan choked!

"At any rate, she can be considered a person on the same front. She is so tight-lipped. Such a woman can do great things, but she is definitely not from a prosperous family. She will be a proper exterminator after middle age."
Chapter completed!