The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

The cold wind mixed with raindrops hit Feng Wei's face, and the neon lights illuminated his way forward, as if they were enslaving him to move forward.

Standing on the bridge, luxury cars whizzed by, and the rich man hugged the beautiful woman in the convertible car. Feng Wei quietly looked at the luxury cars and beauties that he could never get his hands on in his life, until they disappeared.

Zhong Fu came to his side and asked, "Are you envious? The Qilin 63 made in China, convertible, should cost more than three million yuan at this time."

Since the other party's soul was full of shit, Zhong Fu did not dare to use conventional means to search for memories, but instead used this kind of submerged inquiry to hypnotize the other party and let him tell himself.

This method is definitely not as good as directly extracting memory, but it is worse than safety.

What's more, the soul search process in Tianlao has been changed. All the information obtained from the soul search must go through the hands of a newly established expert group, and it can only be approved by the expert group. Invisibly weakened the rights of the prison, but also indirectly reduced Zhong Fu's work pressure.

He is not responsible for the accuracy of the intelligence, only for it to be provided.

Feng Wei shook his head, walked off the bridge without answering, and walked all the way towards his home.

Zhong Fu frowned slightly. He didn't feel any envy from the other party. It stands to reason that ordinary people should feel yearning when they see this scene, even if it's just a little bit of envy.

But the other party's state of mind is extremely calm.

Come to the bottom of the bridge, here is a gathering place for homeless people. Compared with the endless bustling overhead, there is only mess and filth here, and there are listless poor people everywhere.

Qidi has always had a developed economy and is rich in wealthy merchants, and many rich and powerful companies have also been born from this. This is the richest place in the world, this is the place where world cultures meet, and this is the Pearl of the Orient...

Under Zhu Lunhuazhu's mask was a deformed face full of pustules.

Feng Wei's home was a tent built from a piece of plastic sheeting. When he came back, it had been taken over, and he went up to argue but was beaten up, and finally had no choice but to leave in despair.

After walking a few steps, a group of glamorous people walked away holding their mobile phones, introducing and taking pictures everywhere. The leader was an urban beauty with heavy makeup.

Standing in the distance, Feng Wei casually smiled.

Seeing this, Zhong Fu asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Wei replied: "I know that woman, an anchor of a big platform, if she comes to shoot today, someone will chase us away tomorrow. In this way, those who snatch my position can't sleep."

The first step is done.

Zhong Fu calculated the effect of hypnotizing the other party based on this, as long as he said the first sentence, he would be able to pry out the second sentence.

The more you answer, the deeper you will sink.

"Then where will you live in the future?"

"I can live anywhere, as long as I can't die. And we can come back in a few days. Anyway, they are just putting on a show and maintaining the city. We are gone, who will build houses for enterprises."

"Be patient for two years, and it will be much better in the future."

"Why?"

"Because there are big people who will sympathize with you. She is so strong that those giant companies give up the cake."

"Sounds like a legend."

Feng Wei squatted by the river, took out the cigarette butts he picked up, and smoked them in small sips. Although they were three yuan and five packs of cigarettes, it felt like he had smoked hundreds of yuan a cigarette.

"But there were people who sympathized with me and made me live a good life."

Zhong Fu took half a step back, pinched Fa Jue with his right hand, and asked, "Who?"

"The Holy Mother of the White Lotus, I eat and drink with her, and I can kill whoever I want." Feng Wei turned his head and grinned, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth.

"Didn't you just ask me about my envy? At first I was envious, but after I killed both of them, I didn't have any envy. Especially that woman, who was obviously from the countryside and didn't stay there to take care of her husband and raise her children. Going to the city to cling to those rich people. It's because of this kind of bitch that I can't find a wife."

Zhong Fu snuffed out the only trace of sympathy, increased his influence on the other party, and continued to ask: "Where is the Virgin of the White Lotus?"

He has asked many disciples of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus this question, and the government is still trying to track down the head of the White Lotus Club. At present, all kinds of information indicate that the White Lotus Club has completely escaped the control of the Virgin Mary of the White Lotus, and has evolved into an extremely loose organization.

It is precisely because of this loose organizational structure that so many demons can join.

Everyone was a master in the previous life, why should you listen to the Holy Mother of the White Lotus?

If these reincarnated people were willing to live under others, they would have already taken refuge in the government to eat the imperial food, how could they join the White Lotus Club.

The Virgin of the White Lotus is at most one of the leaders, but there are still thousands of innocent souls waiting to avenge the sins she committed back then.

Feng Wei raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at himself, with the fingertips facing down slightly.

Like most Bailian disciples, they would point to themselves when faced with this question, meaning that the Virgin of the White Lotus was in their hearts, almost without exception.

Suddenly there was a trance, and the spirit of the target began to resist its influence, making Zhong Fu quickly concentrate on suppressing it.

It cannot be delayed any longer.

"What is your purpose in going to Qingzhou?"

The screen changes.

In a temple, Feng Wei knelt down to the Guanyin statue, and there were several elderly people beside him.

Zhong Fu stood behind him, looking around and listening to all directions. This is a relatively prosperous Guanyin Temple, and it can be judged from the accent of the people around that it is Chu.

"Where is this again?"

"Chudi, Florida."

Relevant information immediately appeared in Zhong Fu's mind. Because of the need to interrogate various prisoners, it is a basic skill to memorize places and customs from all over the world, especially those from China.

Fozhou, located in Chudi, is the birthplace of Buddhism.

It is also the place where the theft of faith is the most serious. If it is not for the resistance from all sides, the various governments in China would like to level up the temples here. Some radicals even proposed to eradicate all religions in China, thus cutting off the source of belief of the White Lotus Club.

However, it is impossible for the government to do this. If the temple is gone and people are still there, they can't kill people, right? Instead, it will push these religions to the White Lotus Club.

"This is the statue of the Virgin of the White Lotus?" Zhong Fu looked at the statue in front of him. Although it looked very similar to Guanyin, it was slightly different. What he was holding was not a jade bottle but a lotus flower.

"That's right, the Holy Mother has a new dharma name, Guanxing Bodhisattva." Feng Wei knelt down sincerely as he replied, and when he stood up, he folded his hands together, separated a palm-sized iron piece and stuck it on his hand.

"What is this?"

Zhong Fu felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"I don't know, I got an oracle, and the Holy Mother asked me to send this thing to Qingzhou and give it to someone."

Zhong Fu immediately asked: "Who?"

The scene changes.

In an abandoned house, you can see dense military police outside through the window.

This is the scene of the capture.

"Someone I can't resist."

A man in black appeared in front of them, with a wide hood covering his face. Zhong Fu lowered his body to look up, only to see an empty area, because the other party did not have the appearance of this mysterious person in his memory.

‘This piece of iron may be the key to why members of Bailian landed on Yundao in advance. '

Zhong Fu relaxed slightly, and his task was basically completed here.

Suddenly, his heart suddenly rose again.

Feng Wei handed the iron piece to the other party, and the mysterious man waved a flash of light into his body.

"You can only move one person, and if you want to use it, read this sentence."

Feng Wei looked at Zhong Fu, this time he didn't need to ask, and explained: "Fa Jue can hold thousands of miles in a square inch."

A gust of cold air rushed to his forehead, and Zhong Fu immediately left the opponent's altar.

"The prisoner has a problem. A mysterious person gave him a sentence, as if he could escape from the prison by some means. I'm afraid he wants to rob the prison!"

A cool wind blew and the temperature dropped sharply. He was already standing on the desolate plateau.

A white-haired girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old stood in front of him, wearing a white robe, with bare feet on the ground, looking at him with a smile.

So it was me who was going to rob...

Change the shelf to number one

Also, for some reasons, believers have changed into disciples, please forgive me