Yi Chuanmei is a high-ranking saint of the Southern School, and also the bed partner of the Sixth Elder, so she must know more.
"I see, your mission is over for the time being, so stay safe." Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone, looked at Guan Ya who was curled up in the thin quilt, "I'm going to take care of something, you go to bed first?"
Guan Ya nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.
After getting dressed, Zhang Yuanqing fled to the roof of the villa, took out the big astrolabe and placed it in front of him, summoned Yi Chuanmei, and asked:
"Do you know the deacon 'Mirror Flower' from the Southern School?"
Yi Chuanmei chuckled, her pretty face showing viciousness like a red chain snake, "Master is going to attack this little bitch?"
Zhang Yuanqing condensed the divine power of the sun, turned it into a long whip, pulled it out with a snap, and said coldly:
"As a lowly slave, you only need to answer the master's questions, not ask questions."
Yi Chuanmei screamed, and her illusory body knelt down limply. Although she had suffered painful whipping, she had a morbid expression of enjoyment, and gasped: "Yes, yes."
What a pervert. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart, he found that he was gradually infected by Yi Chuanmei, and became fond of sadism, for example, he always liked to slap Guan Ya's ass.
After being threatened by the old Si Ji with her left finger, she changed her bad habits.
Yi Chuanmei panted for a moment, and finally recovered, saying:
"Since I died physically in the spiritual realm and became the master's slave, the southern faction has made corresponding adjustments, except that the dream base remains unchanged, but all the members I know have changed their residences, including the sixth elder.
"I don't know where this bitch Jinghua lives. It should be in Jiangnan Province. I can provide you with her height, measurements, real appearance, marks of hidden body parts, personality and preferences. With this information, you can roughly Locate the city she lives in."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned suddenly.
Like locating Pluto? Pluto still has the professional value of sleeping as a clue, but the dream master can not only change his appearance, but also travel through dreams, which is even more difficult to find.
And even Pluto, it took me several days to barely lock it. It is impossible to find the lurking dream master in a city in a short time.
If this opportunity is missed, the plan to retaliate against the Southern faction will be delayed for a long time, and the longer it is delayed, the less effective it will be to kill chickens and monkeys.
Zhang Yuanqing examined his current means and thought of a way.
Can use the wishing ability of the matchbox.
The position directly located to "Mirror Flower" is not displayed, which is beyond the limit of my ability, and does not meet the limitation of "cannot directly solve the current difficulties beyond my own ability" in Note 1.
But I can make a wish to improve the stargazing effect and make the positioning more accurate. Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory, took out the matchbox, and pulled out a match.
Polish it up, staring at Dou Da's flames, and said in a low voice:
"I make a wish to make my next deduction more precise and accurate."
Stargazing and deduction is his natal skill, it is not something beyond the scope of ability, and the wish he made is not directly targeting Jinghua.
The flames are soaring, and the match sticks are burned out in an instant, and the wish is fulfilled.
Then, Zhang Yuanqing fetched paper and asked Yi Chuanmei to write down the characteristics of Deacon Kyoka, accompanied by a sketch.
He glanced over the text description, and saw this one: "Green snake" tattoos on the back waist and inner thighs.
Yi Chuanmei knows so clearly, it seems that she has served the Sixth Elder with her. Zhang Yuanqing raised his head, opened his star eyes, and started deduction based on the existing information.
A few minutes later, a bird's-eye view came back to his mind. It was a bird's-eye view of a residential area, and it disappeared in a flash. JrNovels.com