As she spoke, she placed a bag of fruits on the table and said, "These fruits are for you to eat."
Wu Bei took a look and saw that it was the same kind of fruit he had eaten at Lan Yue's house last time. Lan Yue brought him four kinds of fruits, weighing at least twenty kilograms.
He was not polite and said: "Thank you very much. You have almost recovered. I will help you improve your facial skin."
Lan Yue's beautiful eyes lit up: "Do you have any idea?"
Wu Bei nodded. He took out a spiritual bead produced by a ten thousand year old clam and crushed it into powder.
Lan Yue was asked to sit down. Wu Bei held a small bowl of pearl powder in his left hand, pinched some with his right hand, and applied it gently on her face. He massaged it while applying it.
Having a man touch her face so close, Lan Yue's pretty face turned red. But she felt very comfortable, her face felt cool and slightly itchy.
After about ten minutes, Wu Bei asked her to lie on the sofa and not move, and began to use acupuncture to dredge the meridians.
Half an hour later, he smiled and said: "Okay. Go wash your face and see the effect."
At this time, Lan Yue had a layer of dead skin on her face, which was very unsightly. She quickly ran to the bathroom and rubbed her face with her hands, and a layer of white dead skin fell off.
After washing her face, she looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned. She saw that her skin was as smooth and elastic as gelatin, like a newly peeled egg.
She gave a sweet cry, ran out quickly, and said happily: "Wu Bei, thank you!"
Wu Bei: "You're welcome. Lan Yue, you came just in time. I have something to ask you. Have you heard of Xiao Tianqi?"
Lan Yue nodded: "I've heard that, like Huang Tianba, he is a big shot in the underground world of Haicheng. I have always wanted to investigate him, but unfortunately I can't get the evidence."
Wu Bei nodded, with a righteous look on his face, and said: "This Xiao Tianqi runs an underground bank, opens a casino, makes loan sharks, and has done a lot of bad things. I am preparing to collect evidence of his crimes."
Lan Yue has always hated evil, and she said bitterly: "If you can get the evidence, I will definitely bring him to justice!"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "I will give you the evidence in a moment."
At noon, Huang Ziqiang asked to see him.
"Boss, we have obtained the evidence."
It turned out that Huang Tianba had placed undercover agents around Xiao Tianqi a long time ago, and some of them even reached high-level positions and were highly regarded by Xiao Tianqi.
Wu Bei nodded: "Give the evidence to Inspector Lan."
Huang Ziqiang nodded and handed a bag to Lan Yue, which contained detailed criminal evidence of Xiao Tianqi, any one of which was enough to make him die more than ten times.
Wu Bei: "Lan Yue, there is a large number of forces behind Xiao Tianqi, you have to be careful."
Lan Yue sneered: "If you're not afraid of them taking action, I'm just afraid that they'll do nothing."
Because Xiao Tianqi needed to be investigated and punished as soon as possible, Lan Yue said goodbye in a hurry.
After seeing off Lan Yue, Wu Bei continued to go back to his room to rest.
When he woke up, the sun had already set. He stretched, and Yunu handed him some mouthwash, while Hongyan brought him refreshments.
After drinking a few sips of tea, he asked: "Has anyone looked for me?"
Lin Landao: "Master, there is a call from a woman named Liu Qingmei. Because the leader is resting, we did not ask for instructions."
Wu Bei hummed: "Call me."
Sure enough, there was a missed call on his cell phone, so he dialed it back immediately.
When the call was connected, Liu Qingmei's voice came out. Her voice sounded very excited: "Wu Bei, thank you! My brother is recovering very well, and the doctor said the tumor is shrinking!"
Wu Bei: "That's good. Let him continue taking it and he will recover in five or six days."
Liu Qingmei: "Wu Bei, I don't know how to repay you!"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "If you really want to thank me, don't tell anyone about me except me."
Liu Qingmei said quickly: "Don't worry, even my brother, I didn't tell him."
Liu Qingmei wanted to invite Wu Bei to dinner tonight and thank him in person, but Wu Bei refused. He was very busy now and had no time.
Just after Liu Qingmei's appointment, the divine call came again.
Following his orders, Shenzhao sent Murongjiao to the Great Zen Temple.
"Old God, what's the matter?" he asked.
Shenzhao: "Master, Murong Jiao was imprisoned by the Great Zen Temple. I tried to rescue him, but was repelled by an ancestor of the Great Zen Temple."
Shen Zhao: "Those people said she was a monster and wanted to imprison her."
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes and asked: "What are the strengths of the three founders of the Great Zen Temple?"
Shen Zhao: "Very strong, I am no match."
Wu Bei sneered: "Then make more noise!"
Unable to sit still any longer, he immediately stepped on human skin and flew to the Great Zen Temple!
The Great Zen Temple is very large and consists of two mountains. As soon as Wu Bei and Yan Yang flew over the Great Zen Temple, a golden light flashed in front of them.
Wu Bei saw a huge golden light curtain covering the entire Dazen Temple. The scorching sun hit it, and the two of them were instantly bounced dozens of meters away.
Wu Bei fell down, and Yan Yang quickly caught him and said: "Shangxian, there are restrictions here, I can't break through!"
Wu Bei was surprised. Yan Yang, who was almost as strong as the Seventh Earth Immortal Realm, could not break the restrictions here!
He had no choice but to let Yan Yang send him to the ground.
They landed on a staircase going up the mountain. Seeing that there was no one around, he took the human skin and walked up.
After walking for a while, he saw a small pavilion with a middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged in the pavilion.
The middle-aged monk was wearing a light yellow monk's robe made of coarse cloth. He opened his eyes and said, "The donor came to my Zen Temple. What advice do you have?"
Wu Beidao: "I killed Wang Zhong and Zheng Lun of your Dazen Temple."
The middle-aged monk said calmly: "If you die, you will die. Everyone is destined to die. If you die sooner or later, it doesn't make any difference."
After hearing what he said, Wu Bei was quite surprised. Last time he went to Dazen Temple, he went to see him aggressively. Why didn't he take it seriously now?
He said: "You, the Dazen Temple, are shameless and have imprisoned a woman. I am here to take her away!"
The middle-aged monk stood up after hearing this: "Are you in the same group as that witch?"
Wu Bei frowned: "Watch your words, she is not a witch!"
The middle-aged monk said: "You came just in time. We are about to trace her origins. Please come with me."
Wu Bei laughed angrily: "Follow you? Who do you think you are?"
The middle-aged monk was not angry either. He smiled slightly and said, "Donor, you'd better come with me, otherwise you will suffer."
Wu Bei sneered: "You try it!"
The middle-aged monk's cultivation was about that of a human being in the Immortal Realm. He had opened four spiritual orifices and one divine orifice. He walked quickly towards Wu Bei and reached out to grab his shoulder.
Wu Bei waved his hand and used the Mountain Collapsing Hand in his thunderous palm, slashing his wrist.
"boom!"
As if firecrackers exploded, the middle-aged monk's arms went numb and he quickly took two steps back. He said "Hey": "Do you know how to use the Thunder Palm of the Great Zen Temple?"
Wu Bei said calmly: "Bald donkey, make way quickly, I don't want to hurt anyone."
The middle-aged monk shouted softly and pushed forward with his right palm, which seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. Wu Bei snorted coldly and raised his hand to strike. This time, he used a complete Thunder Palm.
"boom!"
The middle-aged monk's clothes exploded, and blood seeped out from his pores. His eyes were bloodshot, and he spat out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and he knelt on the ground.
Wu Bei: "I said I didn't want to hurt anyone, you brought it on yourself!"
He bypassed the middle-aged monk and continued walking up.
The monk suddenly stopped him and said, "Donor, further up, it's my uncle Juesheng. My uncle has a bad temper. Don't do anything with him."
Wu Beixin said that the monk was not bad-minded, so he threw him a healing pill and continued walking up.