Genshin Impact: The evil eye eroded me at the beginning, and I became an immortal in a hundred battl

After getting Daocheng Yingmei's inference, the old woman panicked.

She knew that if the escort team her son joined was a legitimate one, they would never forge this information.

She slumped in the chair, her eyes red and even breathing became difficult.

"I never expected him to make much money. As long as my mother and I were safe, that was enough. But how did it turn out like this?"

Suddenly, she turned her head abruptly and looked at Daocheng Yingmei.

The woman staggered forward and was about to kneel down.

"Miss Miko, please help me find my son. He has never hurt anyone and he doesn't have any enemies. He is innocent!"

Daocheng Yingmei quickly helped the woman up, with pity in her eyes and sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to help you."

He Chuan stood aside without saying a word. He was willing to do something about this matter but was powerless to do so. He had no clue and didn't know where to start.

After Daocheng Yingmei calmed the woman down, she asked her some detailed questions, such as the identity of her friend, his appearance, and his usual activities.

The woman answered all these questions one by one, but He Chuan didn't get any useful information from them.

After listening for a while, He Chuan looked at the sky outside and felt that it was not a good idea to keep dragging on like this, so he walked over and interrupted their conversation.

"Miss Daocheng, how about I go to Mingjing Zhishui River first, and then we can meet again after you have sorted out your issues, how about that?"

He Chuan's voice interrupted, so Daocheng Yingmei stopped communicating with the old woman and both eyes turned to him.

The old woman's face remained calm, and she still looked worried.

In her opinion, the combination of the shrine maiden and the warrior in front of her must be centered around the shrine maiden, and only Inashiro Hotaru can help her find her son.

Therefore, the warrior's stay or departure has little to do with her.

However, Daocheng Yingmei did not agree with He Chuan's proposal, but smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. He Chuan, I already have some clues about this matter. Let me ask a few more questions, it won't take too long."

He Chuan was stunned. In such a short time, he already had a clue?

He also listened to the information given by the old woman, but did not make any relevant associations.

I think it's because Daocheng Yingmei's own intelligence network has come into play, as it contains information that overlaps with this missing case.

Thinking of this, He Chuan couldn't help but sigh, this is the Narugami Taisha Shrine.

Even if she stays at home, I'm afraid that all the big and small matters of Inazuma will not escape the control of the big fox who lives on the top of Yingxiang Mountain.

Since Daocheng Yingmei said so, He Chuan had no choice but to nod.

At the same time, the elderly woman seemed very excited when she heard her words, and her eyes unconsciously filled with admiration and praise.

This is the sense of security that Narugami Taisha Shrine brings to the common people of Inazuma.

It seems like they can solve any problem.

In the following questioning, the elderly woman tried her best to cooperate, and racked her brains to provide Daocheng Yingmei with almost all the information she knew.

Sure enough, after a while, Daocheng Yingmei nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, I will bring you news about your son as soon as possible, but I also hope you can be mentally prepared. This news may not necessarily be good."

The old woman nodded vigorously, her hoarse voice filled with tears, "I'll be satisfied if I can get news from him. The world is in chaos now, I should have stopped him earlier and not let him go out..."

After saying goodbye, Daocheng Yingmei came to He Chuan who was waiting at the door.

"Sir, you've been waiting for a long time. Let's go."

He Chuan looked at her, "What exactly is going on?"

Daocheng Yingmei glanced at the woman behind her who was still looking at him, and did not answer his question. Instead, she said, "Let's talk later."

The two of them set off again.

Along the way, Daocheng Yingmei briefly explained her inference.

Cases of missing people are rare in Inazuma, but when they happen, there must be a reason.

The son of that family disappeared without a trace, and there were obvious suspicious points.

The first was the "friend" who introduced the job to him, and the other was the fabricated "escort team".

All in all, Daocheng Yingmei said that she would find a way to investigate this matter and come to a conclusion.

After hearing this, He Chuan asked her with some doubt, "Although it is the duty of a witch to help people in need, don't you have a mission on this trip? If you are delayed by this matter, will it cause greater losses?"

Daocheng Yingmei shook her head and said very professionally: "I will do my best to ensure that all matters are resolved as quickly as possible."

In this regard, He Chuan could only sigh in admiration.

With Daocheng Yingmei around, he can indeed worry less about things like this, provided that they go according to his wishes.

……

Night gradually fell, and the Domon family mansion seemed gloomy even though only a few days had passed.

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire mansion, making it hard to breathe.

Somewhere in front of the outer wall of the house, there was a loud bang and dust flew up.

Two figures were thrown backwards from it, and they flew a long distance before stopping.

In this mansion, there were actually quite a few people gathered near the outer wall.

Among them, most were disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School. They wore the same Taoist robes and all of them looked somewhat gloomy.

At this time, they looked at one of the figures, and many of them cried out in worry.

"Big Brother!"

"Is Senior Brother okay?"

As the voice came out, a slender figure flew out from the crowd and landed next to that figure.

The retreating trend was stabilized, and the two figures finally showed their clear appearance.

The one being watched and surrounded by the disciples of the Meijing Shisui school was none other than Ichiro Domon's eldest disciple, Jun'ya.

Beside him, fellow junior sister Nanako had nervousness written all over her pretty face as she held onto Junye's arm.

"Brother, don't hold on. That guy's fighting method is too vicious. I'm worried that you will fall into his trap."

Junye looked at the man in front of him who was holding a sword and sneering, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"In the past two days, they have been insulting our disciples and forcing us to fight to the death with them using despicable methods. They have killed us in battle after battle. The morale of our disciples has been crushed to the point where we can no longer cheer up.

If we don’t stop them and let them continue to make trouble like this, the people’s hearts will be scattered.”

In the distance, among another group of people who formed a sharp contrast with the disciples of Mingjing Zhishui School, the leader who stepped out leisurely from the smoke and dust let out a sneer that reached the ears of everyone around him.

"The offense is weak and the defense is full of loopholes. I thought the Mingjing Zhishui School's eldest disciple would be able to stand out from those idiots, but I didn't expect that he is also a waste.

Why, can't you bear the pressure and hide in a woman's arms for comfort?"

The mocking words drew angry glares from the disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School.

However, even at this point, no one dared to talk back.

Just from this situation, we can see how much shock and oppression these outsiders have brought to the disciples of Mingjing Zhishui School in the past two days.