Chapter 142 Plum Blossom Mark

Li Lingmin never mentioned that strange dream to anyone, but she trusted these maids with plum blossom marks, so she told the secret that had been hidden for more than ten years: "I had that dream for a long time. When I woke up, my father really left. After a long time, my mother told me that my father He died, but I knew that my father was not dead. He told me in his dream that he was going to make a country for me, which was also the reason why he left his mother. But in a flash of 15 years, I didn't have any news from my father. You just told me that Shangguan Yanran knew this tattoo. I think it must be my father who told her. Even if my father didn't tell her, she still needs to know a lot. It's really difficult to recognize whether it's an enemy or a friend now.

Yu Wanting blamed herself and said, "It's all my fault. If only I had said it earlier."

Li Lingmin smiled indifferently, "Wanting, you go and help me dress the wound silently. Today, Lei Wanzhi will come to this Shushan Town. His youngest son was killed by a fake white-haired banshee. He will definitely search the whole town."

A maid said, "I'll prepare a good horse right away."

"No!" Li Lingmin said fearlessly, "Lei Wanzhi is looking for Ling Qianxue. The most obvious feature is white hair. We just need to dress up a little as the townspeople of Shushan Town. They won't care too much. The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Yu Wanting hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess, I always feel that this is not good. Now the whole country is misunderstanding Mr. Han. Everyone thinks that you have been martyred and put this crime on Mr. Han. Now Mr. Han doesn't know where he has gone."

Li Lingmin smiled slightly, and Yu Wanting couldn't help blushing when she saw Li Lingmin smiling.

Li Lingmin said with a smile, "Wanting, put your heart in your stomach. If Han Ruoli is so easily caught by the government, he will not be Han Ruoli. I also have a hard time doing this. He will understand. Now the eighth princess thinks I'm dead, and she also blames the barren, waiting for the opportunity to mature. At that time, I will jump out and clarify the cold Ruoli you admire, so don't worry about Wanting.

Yu Wanting blushed, "Princess, what are you talking about! I'm just worried about you. In case Your Majesty and they know the whereabouts of Mr. Han and kill Mr. Han with a knife, I'm afraid you will be more sad than me.

Li Lingmin squeezed his mouth and said with a smile, "Why don't you go and help me wrap the wound silently? You're still joking with me, and the blood will dry silently for a while."

He rolled his eyes silently, "Princess, I didn't shed much blood, okay? I can really make excuses." Her three maids also laughed.

Lei Wanzhi's youngest son was killed and died in a small town in Shushan. Lei Wanzhi couldn't believe that it was true. His cronies were all here. If he hadn't dealt with the urgent matters explained by the Eighth Princess, Lei Wanzhi would have rushed over quickly. Now he came and saw his youngest son's neck cut off. Blood spewed out, and the sadness was excessive and fainted for more than an hour.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a room. "Teng" started from ** and scolded, "You guys, so many people can't catch a white-haired banshee. What do you eat?"

No one dares to answer, allowing Lei Wanzhi to get angry there. Any of the people in this room can be alone. B character, but at this time, no one dares to speak.

Lei Wanzhi scolded for a long time, and finally cried bitterly, scratched the tied hair, and said angrily, "Yellow-browed Taoist, what do you think is going on?"

The Huangmei Taoist didn't see how Ling Qianxue killed, so he had to say, "This white-haired banshee is extremely cunning. We have been here for a few days and haven't seen her appear. She hid in the dark to observe us. Everyone knows that the Lord of Lei is coming today. Last night, everyone was happy and drank some wine. She must have been seen by the white-haired banshee. She took advantage of the prince's sleep. Now that the Lord of the League of Lei has come, and most of the white-haired banshee has fled. She absolutely dared not come out to commit murder in front of the Lord of the League.

This paragraph is quite level, and the responsibility is completely shifted to Lei Wanzhi. To put it bluntly, Lei Mengzhu, you are awesome. B, if you didn't come, the white-haired female would dare to kill people. If you had come a day earlier, your son would not have died.

Lei Wanzhi only heard the first meaning. The yellow-browed Taoist praised himself for his deterrent power, but did not hear the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

Someone immediately echoed in the crowd, "Now that the Lord of Lei Meng has come, the white-haired banshee must have fled after hearing the wind and dared not come over again."

"Yes! Since the Lord of Lei League, she has been scared to death for a long time.

"The Lord of the Thunder League is powerful, the first hero in martial arts. What is her white-haired banshee? How can it be compared with Lord Lei Meng?"

These people flattered Lei Wanzhi one after another. Lei Wanzhi was a little proud, and the pain of losing his son eased a little. At present, if he blamed these people again, he could not speak. His son was killed, and he lost not only his son, but also more face. The superficial work still needs to be done, saying, "This white-haired banshee is haunted. We need to take more precautions. In order that other brothers are not poisoned by the white-haired banshee, we will now search the whole town of Shushan Town, turn this small city upside down, and find out the white-haired banshee."

"Yes!" Many people held weapons in their hands and said, "I'm going to do it now."

This group of people all left Lei Wanzhi's room. No one wants to stay alone and be scolded. Instead of being scolded here, it's better to walk around the whole Shushan Town, blowing the wind and strolling around, which is better than being scolded.

The most obvious feature of the white-haired banshee is white hair, so in order to deal with Lei Wanzhi, as long as the white-haired people were all arrested, in less than two hours, more than 100 white-haired people were caught in the square outside the hotel, of which 19 percent were old ladies. These people didn't care at all. Is it Ling Qianxue? Anyway, he should deal with Lei Wanzhi.

When Lei Wanzhi saw this group of old ladies, he suddenly became furious, "Are you all fucking blind? Could this be a white-haired banshee?

A man said below: "The Lord of Lei Meng is angry. We would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let go of a suspected person. The white-haired banshee is very cunning. I don't know if she will dress up like this. If we don't check it one by one, how can we be sure if she has missed the net?"

"Yes!" Another person said, "We can't help but avenge Mr. Lei's hatred. Mr. Lei is kind and treats us like brothers. We are also painstaking. Please be clear."

The yellow-browed Taoist stood beside Lei Wanzhi and said, "Lord Lei, this is also difficult for brothers. Everyone hates the white-haired banshee, and it is inevitable that there will be some extreme behavior. Since they have been caught, it's better to check them one by one. Never let the white-haired banshee fall into the net."

Hearing everyone's words, Lei Wanzhi calmed down and felt that he had scolded a little too much. He was still the leader of the martial arts alliance. These people were not his subordinates. Most of them were invited by "special" means. Thinking of this, he immediately changed his expression and arched his hand and said, "Lei just Bereaved son, a little grumpy, just now the words collided with your friends, friends kindly help Lei, Lei... Hey! Lei is not as good as a pig and a dog. With that, he shook his hand and slapped himself in the face, "I apologized to my brothers."

"I can't do it! I can't!" Huangmei Taoist hurriedly grabbed Lei Wanzhi's hand, "Brothers can understand the mood of Lord Lei League. They can't understand Lord Lei League at all. What else can we talk about brotherhood?"

"Huangmei Taoist is right!" Someone below echoed, "Master Lei Meng doesn't have to blame himself. Brothers can understand."

The squirrel is stunned and sees all this. This little scout is the most reliable. No one will ever think that a squirrel is a cold spy.

Lei Wanzhi stepped forward, glanced at this group of old ladies, and said to the yellow-browed Taoist people, "Let's start, check one by one, don't let go of any possibility. You have all seen the white-haired banshee, maybe she will change her face...",

"I see!" A big man came to an old lady with a knife in his hand and went up and pinched the old lady's face. The old lady was angry and angry, but he did not dare to say anything.

"Assistant!" Five people came not far away. At the front was an old man, who looked 70 or 80 years old at the end of the month. It was a monk walking with the old man. Three young people followed.

When everyone looked over, Lei Wanzhi couldn't help feeling guilty. He may not know the other four people, but he knows the monk very well, who is the empty master of Shaolin Temple. People who can walk side by side with the Void Master are definitely not ordinary people.

Lei Wanzhi arched his hand and said, "Master Void hasn't seen you for many days. How have you been recently?"

"Amitabha." Master Void put his hands together and said with a smile, "Thank you for your worry. How about this?"

Lei Wanzhi said, "The white-haired banshee came to Shushan City to slaughter the martial arts heroes. Unfortunately, the dog died under the white rice banshee sword. I suspect that the white-haired banshee is easy to hide in here, so this is the best strategy."

"Nonsense!" A man behind him blurted out, "Is it a hero for the Lord of Lei Meng to bully these old people?"

"Do not be rude!" The white-haired old man is the head of the Shushan School, and it was the eldest disciple of the Shushan School who was talking just now.

The big man who pinched the old lady's face in the crowd scolded, "What are you? Do you have anything to say to Lord Lei Meng?

Lei Wanzhi did not blame the people below. He wanted to see what these people were from and dared to make themselves assistants.

The Void Master of Shaolin Temple introduced: "This is the head of the Shushan School, Laoqi's old friends, and these three are his disciples." The implication is, my friend, you have to give some face.

When Lei Wanzhi heard that he was the head of the Shushan School, he arched his hand and said, "Under Lei Wanzhi, I have the honor to come to the foot of Shu Mountain. I haven't visited the mountain yet. Please forgive me."

The head of the Shushan faction said, "There is no way to plot. Mr. Lei is polite. It's not convenient for us to ask about the white-haired banshee, but these are all the highly valued old people in Shushan Town. I'm afraid it's not good to be abused here by the leader of Lei."

Lei Wanzhi's face sank, and the head of the Shushan faction said so, obviously against him! I thought to myself: I was polite to you because I gave face to the bald donkey of Shaolin Temple. Don't treat yourself as a dish. Shushan faction doesn't count in my eyes.