Loving the Most Handsome Man in the Capital

"I have already arranged it. A Qian and Yuan Ge are both a painter and a painter's assistant. Zi Yun and Miao Miao will listen to Xiao Bai's arrangement and Dawei will listen to Qin Hui's arrangement."

After he finished speaking, Luo Feng stopped for a while. Pei Rong, who didn't mention himself, asked, "What about me? Can I do anything?"

Luo Feng only remembered that he had forgotten Pei Rong. He thought about it and said, "Then follow Dawei. Dawei needs help, so you can help."

"Okay." Pei Rong hurriedly got up and went to Wu Wei to stand.

"What about Master?" Only a few people noticed that Mu Yun hadn't come down yet. He thought that he might still be asleep, and he would come down later. But now the tasks have been divided, but without Master's share, they can't help but be puzzled Asked.

"He is resting in the room." Luo Feng calmly said

Liao Ziyun smiled ambiguously, "Must be Brother, you were so fierce last night, Master couldn't get up."

Several men: "..." Sister, do you want to be so bold?

Luo Feng coughed softly and said, "Let's do it."

Several people immediately left the hotel and acted separately.

Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao followed Xiaobai and asked, "Xiaobai, what is our task?"

"I will let a few people follow you later, and you play Miss Gan Jin of a big family here. Those few people are your followers. By the way, you are all easy-going. I will help you later." Xiaobai said.

"Acting?" Liao Ziyun curiously said.

Xiaobai nodded and said, "Wait for you, I will prepare a few servants similar to ghost painting skins. You each bring eight, and then Dawei and Pei Rong will accidentally tear them down. Of course, it’s Hui Hui’s business how to disassemble it. Then someone will go to the painter, Qian Ge.”

Gu Miaomiao didn't quite understand: "Why do you want to do this?"

Xiaobai said: "The most worried about the skin painter is that he will meet another skin painter. If this skin painter is still a very high Taoist, he is even more afraid. Jade snatched away."

"But wouldn't it make the painter hide more strictly?" Liao Ziyun said.

Xiao Bai shook his head, "On the contrary, that person will not hide, but will directly come to the door, because even hiding can not hide a painter who is a high-end painter, and the final result is definitely dead. It’s better to talk about how to cooperate. Of course, if he has a strong enough backing, then our plan may fail, but no matter what the situation, we have to try it now."

"Understood, if the man does not have a strong backing, he will definitely choose to work with us as fake painters to save his life." Gu Miaomiao said

"Yes, this is what the master thinks about." Xiao Bai said.

"But if that person has a strong backing, what should we do?" Liao Ziyun asked.

Xiaobai said: "Master should have a back stroke."

They didn't ask any more. They just followed Xiaobai to a dilapidated house. When the two came out again, they were followed by six bodyguards and two servants.

The two had changed their faces when they came out, and the clothes on their bodies were gorgeous.

The two casually found a cafe with a good environment, and their bodyguards and servants stood separately. The situation was huge and the scene was spectacular.

Liao Ziyun rubbed her nail polish while chatting with Gu Miaomiao about what was missing, and then saw that Dawei and Pei Rong came in. They were also easy-going. If they weren’t reminded by Xiaobai, they didn’t know that The two are Dawei and Pei Rong.

The two found a seat next to Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao, and then heard Pei Rong said: "I heard that our Wangcheng began to have ghost skins, and I was scared."

Wu Wei's face was also dignified, he said: "If the skin of the ghosts alone is good enough, it is said that these ghosts were painted by Daoist practitioners, and it is difficult to distinguish."

"Yeah, maybe the loved ones around you have already turned into ghost skins, and even using such magic techniques, they are not afraid of retribution."

At this time, the guests at the other table suddenly changed their faces when they heard the words of the two. They forgot to drink the coffee in their hands and listened directly to the conversation between Wu Wei and Pei Rong.

Wu Wei again said: "Look at these servants, who knows if they are all human beings, maybe they are all ghost-painted skins. It is much more cost-effective to know that ghost-painted skins than to invite a normal person."

Upon hearing this, Liao Ziyun immediately patted the table and glared at Wu Wei, saying: "This big brother, I don't like to listen to your words. What is called my servant is a ghost."

"This lady, I am just making an analogy. What are you so excited about?" Wu Weidan said calmly. "Or, I was really hit by my brother. You are really a ghost."

As soon as Pei Rong's words fell, Gu Miaomiao stood up, pointing at Pei Rong angrily: "You are not talking nonsense here."

"My brother is just an analogy. Do you need to be so aggressive?" Pei Rong rose and shouted.

Liao Ziyun raised her hand to beat Pei Rong. Wu Wei grabbed her hand and said, "This lady, if you have something to say, can you stop?"

"Let go." Liao Ziyun was angry.

Wu Wei said: "As long as you don't beat my brother, I will let it go."

"If I don't let it go, I will shout impolitely."

Wu Wei let go unconsciously, and Liao Ziyun's hand was about to hit Pei Rong's face, but at this time, a voice suddenly sounded, "Actually, these two little brothers are right, our Wangcheng It is true that there are two painters, and it is said that there are two of them, one of whom has reached the state of Mahayana, and almost no one can distinguish the ghost painted skin."

When the four of them looked at the person who was talking, they saw an old man sitting and talking.

The four people were not sure whether this person was theirs or not, and neither Xiaobai nor Qin Hui reminded them.

Just listen to Liao Ziyun said: "I don't know if there is a painter, I don't care, anyway, none of my servants are ghost painters."

The old man turned his head to look at Liao Ziyun and asked, "How do you know that they are not ghost painting skins? Just now I said that the painter was a Daoist practitioner in Mahayana. Almost no one who painted the ghost painting skin could distinguish it, like you. How can the Taoist practitioners in Danjing distinguish."

"Fart, old man, don't talk nonsense here, I certainly don't have any at home. I'm gone." Liao Ziyun pretended to be disassembled and left in a hurry.

Gu Miaomiao's expression also showed something unnatural, and he hurried away without saying a word.

The old man looked at the direction in which they left and shook his head and said, "There are so many ghost skins around me, and I'm not afraid of being sucked away."

A man at the next table suddenly turned his head and looked over and asked, "Uncle, are you sure those people are all ghost painters?"

The old man looked at the middle-aged man for a moment, but he froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's related to you, anyway, it's OK if you don't have any around you."

"I'm not trying to learn from the uncle, how can I tell if the people around me are ghost-painted? I'm a normal person, I don't want to be surrounded by a group of ghost-painted skins, I don't know if I'm inhaled." Laughed.

The old man looked at him and smiled, "This can only be unspeakable, only when the cultivation base is natural, but you can clearly tell you that there are no ghost skins around you."

"Really, thank you." The middle-aged man didn't ask anything, he didn't ask anymore, and then hurriedly left the old man after buying the bill, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked sideways. Looked around, then looked back.

Here, Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao hurriedly came out with their bodyguards and servants, and called Xiaobai out.

Liao Ziyun asked: "Xiao Bai, who was the old man just now? Was it arranged by Master?"

Xiaobai shook her head. She said: "It was not arranged by Master, and I don't know who that person is."

Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao were stunned for a moment, wondering if the old man would mess up their plans.

At this time, Dawei suddenly called, Gu Miaomiao answered the phone and listened to Dawei saying over there: "Someone is chasing you, go slowly. Brother guessed that the person should be the painter we were looking for, If they ask for information about the painter, you will tell the location of Brother Qian and Yuan Ge, and I will send you a text message to tell you their location."

"Who is the old man just now? Is it ours?" Gu Miaomiao asked.

"Well, that's Brother." Dawei hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Immediately after Xiaobai sensed that Qin Hui was by his side, he heard Qin Hui say: "Someone has come, please handle it carefully."

"Well." Xiaobai nodded.

Sure enough, after a while, they saw a middle-aged man coming.

When Liao Ziyun looked at the middle-aged man, he made a puzzled voice. Gu Miaomiao heard it, and wanted to ask her what was wrong, but the man had already come to them and could only bear to wait until the task was completed. .

The middle-aged man saw that Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao were arguing, and only listened to Liao Ziyun said: "I said don't bring them out. You must take them. I said that there will definitely be someone who can tell if they are ghosts. My dad must beat me up. Where do I know that two big silly hats will ruin our good deeds." The two said and pretended to find the eavesdropping man, who was about to leave and was stopped by the middle-aged man. Too.

"I heard what the two just said, but I certainly won't say it. I just need the two to promise me one thing." The middle-aged man asked.

"What's the matter?" Gu Miaomiao asked

"Who painted the skin for you?" the man asked.

Gu Miaomiao and Liao Ziyun looked at each other, seeming to hesitate.

After a moment, Liao Ziyun said: "It's a man, he lives in a white house over Luyuan Lake."

"Thank you." The middle-aged man listened and immediately drove in the direction Liao Ziyun said.

He had to find the man, otherwise, once they met, the Ningshen jade in his hand must be changed, and it would be hard to tell if he could live.

Liao Ziyun and Gu Miaomiao looked at the middle-aged man who had left in a hurry, and the two immediately gave a high-five. "That person should be the painter we were looking for. I didn't expect it to be so smooth."

"Let's go, we will hurry and help in the past." Gu Miaomiao said.

The two immediately left the servants in a hurry with the servants.

After they left, a man and a woman came out of the corner.

"Holy lady, that's the skin painter we were looking for. I didn't expect that these people in Mu Yun still have a way. They could come up with such a trick and let the skin painter show up at once, which is much easier than we found. "The patriarch said to the saint around him.

Although Liao Ziyun has changed their faces, they can still see through their face with the help of the patriarch.

The virgin didn't answer but only said: "Hurry up and take away the painter before they arrive."

"Yes, Saint Girl" immediately disappeared, chasing the middle-aged man.

Luo Qian and Yuan Ge have long been informed that they are now staying in the house they are temporarily renting, waiting for the painter to take the net.

Qin Hui had arrived early, and he said to Luo Qian and Yuan Ge: "That man has already arrived, less than 500 meters away from here."

"So quickly, let's go out and see." Luo Qian and Yuan Ge immediately walked out of the living room, planning to meet the man outside.

But what they didn't expect was that behind that man, they actually followed the patriarch, which made them more certain that the middle-aged man in front of him was a painter.

However, Luo Qian did not expect that the painters would actually be their acquaintances.

It was too late to think about why this man was the painter who they were always looking for. He and Yuan Ge rushed up immediately, one to deal with the patriarch and the other to subdue the middle-aged man.

Yuan Gexiu is higher than Luo Qian, the task of dealing with the patriarch is him, and Luo Qian is to stop the middle-aged man.

Because he was easy to understand, the other party did not recognize Luo Qian, but he also understood that he seemed to have been counted, and turned to run, was stopped by Luo Qian, then Liao Ziyun, Gu Miaomiao, they also came, all surrounded Come over and surround the middle-aged man so that he can't get away.

"There is no other skin painter, right?" the middle-aged man said angrily.

Gu Miaomiao said: "You are right, we count you."

Together they quickly controlled the middle-aged man, and Yuan Ge also played with the patriarch.

Just when they thought that Luo Feng could arrive soon, the middle-aged man surrounded by them suddenly disappeared, and just now they clearly felt that someone squeezed them away and the person with the skin disappeared.

Wu Dadai shouted: "Oops."

"But they are invisible, they don't know where to go," Gu Miaomiao shouted.

Just when several people were anxious, Luo Feng finally came and threw a fiery light ball directly in a certain direction. A female voice came from the next second: "Ah!"

Immediately after being taken away, the skin painter appeared and was hit by Luo Feng just now. He appeared directly on the ground and fell to the ground. Luo Feng is no longer the same as the old man. When the painter came back, he let Qin Hui kept up, and quickly hurried over.

Fortunately, I hurried over, otherwise this person would be taken away just now.

"Eh, wasn't there a woman's voice just now? What about people?" Liao Ziyun asked.

Luo Feng said: "Escaped."

However, he guessed that the person who fled was mostly the saint who came with the patriarch.

"Luo Feng?" The middle-aged man knelt down on the ground and looked up at Luo Feng in amazement.

Luo Feng squatted down and looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, shouting: "Lu Zhen, we didn't expect us to meet again."