Bai Nanxian was taking a shower, washing very seriously. He was attentive and meticulous.
Cultivate the mind and nature, what you cultivate is the purity of your soul, and what you cultivate is the awareness of your true nature.
But it does not mean that beauty is regarded as poison and all four elements are in vain.
He is not a disciple of Buddhism and has no habit of keeping himself clean.
Of course, today's Buddhism has long been divorced from the true meaning of Buddha Sakyamuni's promotion of Buddhism, and does all kinds of evil. Bai Nanxian does not bother to learn that Buddhism.
After taking a bath, he brushed his teeth carefully and checked the smell in his mouth.
Wrapping himself in a bath towel and looking at his handsome and angular face in the mirror, Bai Nanxian smiled.
Confident and arrogant, ready to make a move.
He walked out of the bathroom and took out a box of chewing gum from his suit pocket.
While chewing on his own, he walked straight towards the dimly lit bedroom.
"Tong Yuan." He shouted in a low voice.
However, something unexpected happened to him. There was no one in the bedroom, and there was no sign of Su Tongyuan.
The bed is clean and the curtains are wide open.
All the clothes and backpack Su Tongyuan changed disappeared.
Bai Nanxian's heart sank, and he suddenly felt something was not good.
He immediately rushed to the living room, picked up his cell phone, and called the Yun Zong disciple who was responsible for watching outside.
"beep......"
Bai Nanxian felt uneasy after no one answered for a long time.
He didn't have time to change clothes, so he just wrapped himself in a bath towel and went outside to investigate.
The luxurious suite No. 1101 is directly opposite the elevator entrance on the 11th floor. It is the "outpost" he specially prepared for Yun Zong's spies.
No matter who comes up or leaves, they can't escape the attention here.
He couldn't understand why he didn't receive the notification from his subordinates.
"A bunch of idiots."
Bai Nanxian came to the "Outpost" suite with a livid face.
The door was ajar and the lights were brightly lit.
Bai Nanxian, furious, kicked open the door and strode in.
"Ah, wuwuwu, hehehe."
Three Yunzong disciples were sitting on the ground, drooling and giggling at each other.
Confused, eyes dull.
Bai Nanxian was shocked, but quickly pretended to be calm.
"Who did it?" He muttered to himself, his eyes darkening as never before.
"Su Tongyuan?"
"No, it's not her."
"She doesn't have the ability."
Bai Nanxian asked and answered himself: "But, it must be related to her."
"Simple ignorance, innocence, ha..."
"A game within a game?"
He sneered, as if he thought of something, and uncontrollable fear surged in his eyes.
"Damn, damn." Bai Nanxian ran away without looking back.
He returned to the original suite and hurriedly searched for the blue sachet.
Until he held it in the palm of his hand, the unique fragrance that seemed to be there but not at all entered his nostrils.
"It's not poison, it's definitely not poison."
He was like a devout believer, praying from the bottom of his heart.
His face was pale and bloodless, and his hands were shaking inexplicably.
When the sachet is opened, the contents are poured out by Bai Nanxian.
There was no strand of black hair as Su Tongyuan said, but just a piece of folded white paper that was wet with water.
The writing on it was blurred by water, but still clearly legible: Qixing Begonia.
