Ying Ziru was first attacked and then questioned. He was stunned for a moment and even forgot to get up.
Jiang Deng glanced at Baili Chengfeng beside him and wondered why he was not angry even if he was not angry.
Baili Chengfeng looked away awkwardly, not looking at Jiang Deng.
He didn't know what was wrong. He got very angry when he heard someone scolding Jiang Deng just now, so he took action without thinking.
"Thanks."
Seeing Baili Chengfeng's good intentions, Jiang Deng still thanked him.
Hearing this, Baili Chengfeng's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Deng had already arrived in front of Ying Ziru, looking at him condescendingly.
Now that things have developed to this point, of course she has to choose to pursue the victory and nip Ying Zuru's threat to her in the cradle!
Jiang Deng asked in a cold voice: "You said that I stole your spiritual weapon, but you saw it with your own eyes?"
"Yes, of course!" Ying Ziru said bravely.
Jiang Deng raised his lips and smiled, "That's a coincidence. You clearly said that I knocked you unconscious first and then took away your spiritual weapon. But since you were already unconscious, how could you see it with your own eyes?"
"Or... you were obviously not knocked unconscious by me, but you deliberately pretended to be stunned? I can't tell that you look like a human, but you are actually such a bumbling rat who hides your head and shows your tail."
Hearing this, Ying Ziru's face turned red, "How is that possible! I really fainted!"
Jiang Deng's eyes sharpened and he spoke sharply: "Then how did you know that it was me who took away the spiritual weapon on your body? And not a bystander passing by?"
Ying Ziru: "..."
Obviously he was very sure that it was the man in front of him who had taken away his spiritual weapon, but what made him angry was that he had no evidence to prove this!
After a brief silence, Ying Ziruo changed his mind and said again: "Your storage bag! As long as you open the storage bag and there is no my spiritual weapon inside, I will believe that you didn't steal it!"
Jiang Deng sneered, "Are you qualified to check my storage bag?"
"Why am I not worthy! I am the young palace master of the Paradise Palace!" Ying Ziru stood up and shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Ying Ling's face turned ugly.
It is simply embarrassing for their Paradise Palace to have such a young palace master!
"Shut up!"
After Ying Ling scolded Ying Ziru, he quickly apologized to Jiang Deng and said, "Senior, I'm really sorry. This cousin of mine has always been unruly. Don't worry, I won't let him disturb you. I'll drive him away right away...
"
With that said, Ying Ling was about to drive Ying Ziru out of the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.
"etc."
Jiang Deng stopped him, his voice full of laughter, "There's no need to drive him away, and didn't you notice?"
Everyone's eyes were full of doubts, wondering what on earth they were going to find?
Under their gazes, Jiang Deng continued to respond to Ling: "Since your cousin came, this Sutra Pavilion has become a lot brighter. If we were sorting out the books, he would take a picture of his forehead for us.
Brightness will naturally speed up the completion of our tasks."
Hearing this, everyone all looked at Ying Ziru's head.
Indeed, it is frighteningly bright.
Moreover, the illumination range is also very large, and it actually illuminates most of the Scripture Pavilion. If someone is really there to help, the progress of their mission can also be accelerated!
Sensing the weird looks everyone was looking at him, Ying Ziru quickly covered his forehead and refused: "Impossible! Don't even think about it! I will never let you get what you want..."
However, before he finished speaking, Ying Ling pressed his head and urged: "Senior has arranged such a good job for you, why don't you thank me quickly!"
Ying Ziru looked at Ying Ling in disbelief and asked with his eyes: Are you my brother?
Ying Ling smiled slightly: No, Tang.
In the end, Ying Ziru stayed.
The people of the Taichu Sword Sect and the Paradise Palace did not want to see Ying Ziru dressed so inappropriately and ruin the atmosphere of their sects, so they evened out Ying Ziru's clothes.
Wearing patchwork clothes, Ying Ziru no longer looked like a noble second-generation immortal, but more like a down-and-out beggar. When he realized this, he became even more angry.
So, he sulked in the center of the Sutra Pavilion and acted as a qualified lighting lamp.
Everyone took this opportunity to inspect the interior of the Sutra Pavilion.
There are a total of twelve rows of bookshelves in the Sutra Pavilion.
And among them, including Ying Ziru, there are nineteen people in total. Excluding the five swordsmen who don't have to do other tasks, there are fourteen people in total.
Fourteen people all need to organize their bookshelves at the same time, and for them, there are still two bookshelves missing.
Ying Ling smiled and said: "Two envoys, how about you choose a bookshelf first? We, the people of Paradise Palace, can give up one of our mission quotas."
"Our Lingxiao sect is the same." Sun Caimo said not to be outdone.
Jiang Deng waved his hand, pretending to be serious and said: "You organize it first, I will wait until you finish organizing it and clear the bookshelf before I organize it again!"
"Isn't this...not good?" Ying Ling hesitated.
The reason why he wanted Jiang Deng to pick first was because Jiang Deng was a big shot in his eyes and he could take this opportunity to get closer. How could there be any reason for a big shot to give up the opportunity to them?
"Okay, there's no need to say more. If you say anything else, I'll get angry." Jiang Deng said in a bad tone.
Seeing this, everyone had to give up the idea of continuing to be humble.
They all looked at Jiang Deng with great admiration in their hearts.
This night messenger is actually willing to give up such a precious opportunity to them. His character is so noble!
Now, they no longer believe that the Night Envoy would steal Ying Ziru's spiritual weapon. Ying Ziru must be a false accusation!
In fact, Jiang Deng sneered secretly in his heart.
As soon as these people were sorted out, she would pick the one she disliked the most, and then start to dismantle the books on the other person's bookshelf that she had worked so hard to sort, hahaha!
She is so bad!
Jiang Deng noticed that Baili Chengfeng beside him did not react at all. He never had the idea of choosing a bookshelf, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that... Baili Chengfeng's mission is to dismantle books just like hers?
Soon, twelve people had selected the bookshelves and started their tasks.
Ying Ling and Ying Ziru both have sword attendants. Their sword attendants don't have to do tasks, they are just responsible for assisting their masters in completing tasks, so it's quite easy.
Jiang Deng had nothing to do, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and sorted the books on the ground.
These books are all about basic skills and magical powers. These books are divided into categories according to the four grades of Xuanhuang and Xuanhuang.
It was a small matter for Jiang Deng to help her. The main reason was to choose a book of exercises and magical powers that suited her needs and take her away after completing the task.
"Secret Code of Breaking the Sky", "Forbidden Pictures of the Wild God", "Red Cloud Immortal Power"...
Jiang Deng looked at these heaven-level skills and magical powers that she had sorted out, and she couldn't seem to show any interest. To be honest, the power they could unleash was not as good as Qin Feng's "Edgeless Sword Technique".
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng sighed, leaned against the wall behind him, and put his hands on the ground.
Hmm? There seems to be something under your hand?
Jiang Deng took the thing over and looked at it in surprise, and found that it turned out to be a book.