The power dispute in the fairy world is getting more and more intense, and the imperial court in the human world is not willing to lag behind. Now the three parties in the DPRK and China are competing for the top spot. The power of the emperor has been eclipsed, and the winner can command the world.

Among them, the Frustrated Party has the strongest momentum and the largest number of people, so it has the advantage. Most of its members have no philanthropic spirit, and their specialty is a high degree of spiritual mysophobia. They are not my race because they have different hearts. They dare to offend anyone and have been engaged in decades of struggle.

There are more and more enemies.

Under pressure, the Central Party and the Democratic Party formed an alliance, forming a faction with the delusional Party.

The conflict between the two parties is a bitter and bitter feud. As long as there is an opportunity to attack the opponent, they will never let it go. For decades, the gap between the two parties has not been large. After so many years,

No one can kill anyone.

Three Volumes of the Book of Heaven: "In the imperial court of the human world, the three parties are divided, and they are in a stalemate. They are at a stalemate. Unnamed enters the capital, unites with the wrong party, and breaks the situation and wins. Special note: Because I don't know the names of the three parties, I use Zheng instead."

Wu Ming, an out-and-out little person. But it was the arrival of this little person that broke the deadlock for decades. For thousands of years, countless people who are familiar with classics and history only know his name. This is not their fault,

Because in almost all historical records, there are only a few words describing this person.

Unnamed, not an official, not a noble, just an ordinary citizen without spiritual power. In other words, he is a Yin cultivator.

After Ying Meng ensured that he had the strength to escape, he prepared to find something to do in the fairy world. It might be to avenge Yang Cang, or it might just be out of adolescence that he wanted to make others unhappy when he was unhappy with himself.

But before that, she had to find a way to return to the fairy world. Generally, the easiest way to get from the human world to the fairy world was to ascend. But for Ying Meng, this was undoubtedly a road to death. So she planned to find another way, then

It was from the Lord of the Human World that he got the key to the Yin Mountain. So Yingmeng was once again involved in the struggle for power.

Ying Meng wears men's clothing and assumes a pseudonym.

It's not that she didn't want to use her face. It's just that she was too reckless at the time. Out of anger, she arrested the whole team in the fairy world and asked them to send a message back to expose herself. Now the streets are full of wanted posters for her shadow dream.

The most valuable thing on her body is probably her own head, which is worth ten thousand taels of gold. If this head was not hers, she would not be able to help but exchange it for money. If she directly used her face to become an official, she would probably not

When he arrived, he was killed on the road.

In the end, she could only use the makeup technique taught to her by Yang Cang to disguise herself as another person. It is estimated that after this trick is exposed, makeup technique will become one of the evil arts.

Her official career began as a county magistrate.

Along the way, she gave full play to Yang's life skills and faithfully performed her duties of judging cases, reprimanding prisoners, collecting bribes, and taking black money.

Then, with the unanimous recommendation of her friends (mainly because she caught them), she successfully took the position of prefect and continued to develop her glorious career in her new position.

Perhaps because her conscience is still intact, although Ying Meng uses Yang's way of life to deal with gangsters and does many disgraceful things, she often donates money and helps friends. As long as someone comes to her door, she can help them.

.

Perhaps it was to atone for her sins, perhaps to make her conscience feel better, or perhaps to expand her network of contacts. Her house was often crowded with guests, and there were all kinds of people, including criminal thieves and desperadoes. No matter what, Wu Ming

His reputation is getting louder and louder, his connections are getting wilder, and his ability to do things is getting better and better.

Soon, her reputation spread to the ears of Quan Yu, the leader of the evil party. Quan Yu sent someone to transfer Wuming to the capital to use his expertise to find out information for him. Wuming was worried about not being able to enter the court. She was just about to doze off. Someone offered him a pillow, and Wuming agreed without hesitation, preparing to go to the capital to show off his talents.

Soon, she discovered that Yang Cang's tricks couldn't work in the capital. This place was too similar to the fairyland. Some people would do whatever it takes to pursue power, some people had seen through the harshness of the world but were forced to struggle in the quagmire, and some people were in the dark. Watch with cold eyes.

Too many similarities.

This familiar feeling of depression is like a

It's a cage. People are killing each other inside, but they don't know that a group of onlookers are mocking their ignorance. These onlookers don't know that they are also in another cage.

The people in the cage have no time to grieve themselves, but watch the guests grieve; watching the guests grieve without taking note of them also makes the spectators grieve again!

Wuming knew that she had to return to this annoying place, the battlefield of power. She needed a position, a position where she could exert her strength.

At this time, Quan Yu, the leader of the arrogant party, needed someone to sneak into the house of He Wan, the leader of the party, to get a document. Wu Ming immediately recommended himself.

Quan Yu: "Your strength is basically invincible in the human world. Why?"

Wuming caught a bug with a tea cup: "If a reptile is exposed to the sun, there is a risk of being discovered. For a person, if it is not caught, it will be heartbreaking for a while, but for a bug... ....

Their eyes met in the air. While Wuming looked at Quan Yu, Quan Yu also looked at Wuming.

Quan Yu has been in the political arena for many years and has seen all kinds of people. People from the market like Wu Ming are either arrogant and rude, or they are timid and restrained in front of the powerful. But the young man in front of him has always been calm and leisurely from the moment they met, and his movements are vague. There is an air of nobility. This is not the temperament that a man in the market should have, but rather like a person who once held a high position.

Quan Yu broke the silence with laughter, and Wuming also laughed out loud.

After the meal, Quan Yu had some guesses about Wuming's identity, and Wuming also got an agreement. At this point, Wuming officially joined the Wanming Party.

The Crane Mansion is located in an alley, in a relatively remote location, with few people around. A high wall covers the entire mansion.

"Do you smell anything?" A guard frowned and asked the person next to him.

"It seems to have some kind of fragrance." The man said, "There was no such smell when I walked here before."

"Is there something..." That's wrong...

The man fell down before he finished speaking.

Several other people fainted before they could figure out what was going on.

After Wuming kicked the person next to him, he swaggered into the He Mansion. Stepping into the door, the smell in the air told Wuming that this was a medicine garden.

She looked at the medicine garden and curled her lips. The things here were far worse than those in the fairy world. She probably didn't like it in the past, but now... Wuming, who was stuffing things into his pockets in Nuri, was there? Empty answer.

After making sure that nothing else could be stuffed in his pocket, Wuming walked into the only house in the garden.

Carving a house out of rosewood is restrained yet stylish. It’s really rich.

Following Quan Yu's instructions, after entering the room, there was a document in the third cabinet on the left. When she bent down and was about to take the document, a voice came from behind her.

"I wonder what the girl is doing here?"

Wuming was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting on a chair, looking at him with a smile.

He said he was looking, but his eyes were unfocused. He must be a person with eye problems.

According to intelligence, He Mansion has never allowed outsiders to enter, indicating that the person sitting here should be the owner of He Mansion.

She was so anonymous that she didn't get caught. She looked at the person in front of her calmly. And when she came in, she never restrained her aura, so it was normal for her to be discovered. What she was curious about now was how he knew that he was

For girls.

How does a blind man see through his own disguise?

"Master He, why are you sitting here so late?"

"Wait for you."

"Wait for me? How did you know I would come? Why didn't you set up an ambush if you knew I would come?" Wuming took two steps forward and looked at him warily.

"cross you." Crane

Wan smiled and nodded.

"Transfer me? Do you know who I am?" Wuming asked tentatively.

"Wu Ming, what a good name. It sounds much better than Mystery Shadow Mengdie."

Wuming frowned, holding the sword on his waist with his right hand. How long have you not heard the name Mysterious Shadow Mengdie? This has never been spread! Maybe it is, but I just don’t know.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you." He Wan pointed out what she was worried about.

He is definitely not simple. If he can't do anything, then he won't take action. Wuming looked at him, wondering how to deal with this matter.

"Girl, there's no need to be nervous. I'm blind."

Yes, that's right, he is a blind man. If a blind man ran out and said that he saw the devil, no one would believe it. Wuming had no intention of leaving, after all, he was born with good deeds. He wanted to see how this man was going to save her.

"I never thought that a blind man could be the leader of the party."

Faced with Wuming's malicious intent, He Wan calmly replied: "It's not as good as some people who pretend to be blind even though they can clearly see."

Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering whether Hewan was talking about politicians or mocking himself. "It's better than some people who are obviously blind but hold up lanterns to guide others."

The smile on Hewan's lips slowly deepened and he said: "Being blind and being blind are two different concepts. Let's talk about the girl. Why is she ?"

Wuming jumped up and sat on the table, "I am a commoner, my name is Wuming."

"The commoner has no name. Oh, I thought it was the girl who thought the devil didn't deserve a name. Or maybe she felt inferior because of what other people said, and she was willing to become a shadow living in other people's mouths. And the shadow only lives in other people's mouths, neither

He will be famous." He Wan expressed Wu Ming's innermost feelings jokingly.

"Don't tell me, you know very well how people like me think. Have you experienced it too?" Wuming was angry. His own experience was told in a joke tone, which made it uncomfortable for anyone else.

He Wan shook his head, "You care very much about other people's opinions. You even breed inner demons because of this..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wuming, "Don't you want to know what the world looks like, what color the sky is, what color it is, instead of simply relying on your spiritual sense to identify the things around you. Everyone has their own

Things you care about, and these things don’t need to be evaluated by an outsider!”

Facing Wuming's anger, Hewan chuckled, "My eyes are hopeless, but your heart can still be saved. You still have many ways to go. Power disputes are not the place to waste your youth."

Wuming also calmed down. "I don't know if waste is a waste, I just want to live. Each path has different rules, and these rules will restrict all your actions. The so-called practice is just living under the rules. You

Do you think it’s better to live as a bohemian hermit or as a powerful politician?”

"You know that's not what I meant." Hewan explained.

"Didn't you make a choice?" Seeing his peaceful look, Wuming walked over, bent down, and whispered into his ear.

"I just fulfilled my duties and fulfilled the responsibilities entrusted to me by the law."

Looking at his still calm face, Wuming curled his lips boredly, shrugged, and did not answer his words. Hewan did not ask Wuming to believe him.

On the surface, the two looked at each other, but in fact they were engaging in a spiritual duel. To be precise, it was a test of Wu's list. After a quarter of an hour, looking at Wu's face that darkened, the result must have come out.

The person is definitely not an ordinary person, and is most likely a person from the immortal world. Or he is just looking for a reason because he does not want to admit that he has lost to a mortal in terms of the strength of his spiritual consciousness.

Wuming straightened up, looked out the window and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll excuse you now."

"We will meet again. I will keep it a secret for you," He Wan said.
Chapter completed!