Katenten Path

To show justice, the magistrate finally put Pei Liang in prison.

Rong Jin let go for the first time, and solemnly handed Li Yue over to Zihui and Qin Lian, leaving Fuyao to guard them, and he took Fengfeng and ran to visit the prison.

There is nothing in this world that money cannot solve.After spending some money, Rong Jin was respectfully invited into the prison by the jailer and brought to Pei Liang.

"I'll talk to Young Master Pei, I don't want to make too much noise around here." Rong Jin stuffed the jailer with an ingot of silver.

"Okay, okay, don't worry! I'll invite you when the time is short!" The jailer smiled and left with the money.

Pei Liang cheered up when the jailer's loud voice stopped in front of his cell. He saw that the person standing outside was not from the Pei family, let alone someone he knew, but the brocade clothes looked very valuable.He thought it was someone from Xiyue Pavilion.

"Master Xiyue sent you to rescue me!" Pei Liang was so excited that he threw himself on the fence of the cell, and the chains that bound his wrists rattled.

Rong Jin took half a step back, not hiding the disgust in his eyes.

Pei Liang's complexion became extremely ugly.

"The roc rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to [-] miles." Rong Jin came to do the task, and he didn't have the slightest sympathy for Pei Liang, so he stabbed the knife directly when he opened his mouth, which hurt his heart. "Do you know who the author of this poem is?"

"..." Pei Liang was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed drastically after a while. He pointed at Rong Jin, his eyes bulging, wishing he could jump out of the prison door and bite Rong Jin to death. "It's you! It's you who killed me! You have a fucking brain, don't you!"

Rong Jin couldn't help but take another half step back.Take back the previous evaluation of Pei Liang's brains.

"I copy Lao Tzu, what are you meddling with?! Think you are the Virgin Mary! Damn!" Pei Liang was dazed, and cursed at the slightest bit of morality: "There are so many articles and poems in the world, why do you copy other things? Lao Tzu snatched?! We are all time-traveling, who is more noble than the other? Are you fucking a policeman in the Pacific Ocean?"

He scolded nicely, and the prisoner in the next cell heard it happily and whistled.Pei Liang didn't pay attention at all and continued to scold.

"You haven't answered the name of the author of my poem."

When Rong Jin asked the question for the second time, Pei Liang stopped cursing and became vigilant.

"Hehe, are you fucking trying to trick me?" He looked around and found that there were only prisoners who were already in the prison nearby, but he didn't know if there was anyone hiding in the dark.

"The great Peng in the poem is the Kunpeng, and the water is the Kunpeng that flies up to become a Peng, and it can go straight up to nine heavens." Rong Jin really didn't come to trick him.He explained himself.

Only then did Feng Qi understand the origin of his and Fuyao's names, but Kunpeng had never heard of it.I haven't heard this verse either.The person named Pei Liang in front of him seemed to know.

Pei Liang sneered: "You really have a problem with your brain. You came to take Chinese class with me? Are you seriously ill?"

"I don't know who's mentally ill." Rong Jin suddenly smiled, raised his hand and snatched the jade pendant from Pei Liang's waist out of thin air.

Pei Liang stared wide-eyed at him, dumbfounded, oh no, dumbfounded.

"Who gave you the jade pendant?" Rong Jin stared closely at Pei Liang's eyes, there seemed to be waves surging in his eyes, the waves were rolling.

Pei Liang lost his mind.

After a few minutes of silence, Rong Jin backed away, turned around, and nodded to the prisoner in the next cell. "He has pleaded guilty and admitted that those poems and essays were all plagiarized. But it seems that he has suffered from a mental disorder, and his mind is not very clear."

"Thank you, Mr. Thank you! We've already written down the confession, so we'll charge him." It turned out that the whistler next door had been ambushed in advance. He was a government servant, and Pei Liang had never seen him before.On the other side, a few jailers and yamen servants walked out of the dark, holding confession records and brushes with cinnabar.

Rong Jin passed them and left the cell, and the magistrate smiled and stood at the end of the torture cell to thank him.

"Thank you sir!"

"It's okay." Rong Jin left the Yamen without saying a word.

A fool is a fool, copying and copying blindly as soon as he opened his mouth, and asking people later if he was a cliché, completely forgetting his first sentence and doing it all.

And regardless of whether he recruited or not, most people would think he was crazy based on the words he scolded Rong Jin angrily, and said crazy words that people couldn't understand.Rong Jin doesn't need to worry about the following things, who cares who Pei Liang is, there are many people who want to kill him, Pei Shangshu has two young and promising sons, if Pei Liang dies, he will at most swallow this Coptis chinensis.

What's the trouble?

Are you going to quarrel with the monarch?

The intrigue in the mortal world is not shallow.Rong Jin only needs to spend a little money to manage the task and enjoy the completion of the task.

【The host won't take his soul? 】

"If the mind is not right, the retribution is like this."

【Ru Meng and Jian Yuantang are not very upright. 】

"Better than him. At least it didn't kill anyone."

[The host really looks like a god at a time like this! ] The system exaggerated against its will. 【But Pei Liang is also stupid, he didn't know how he died in the end.I thought you copied the book too. 】

"Most of the traversers were originally mortals. No matter how many novels they have read on cultivating immortals, the magic can do far more than they imagined." Rong Jin was far away from the Yamen while speaking, and he could see the lively market just around the corner.

Rong Jin turned sideways, and Qin Lian, who was dressed in black, was standing in the shadow of the alley behind him.

In the prison, Rong Jin knew that Qin Lian was nearby.

"If you don't guard Li Yue, aren't you afraid that Zi Hui won't be able to restrain himself and do something offensive?"

Qin Lian said nothing, just stared at Rong Jin.

Rong Jin was not afraid of him watching, she opened her arms generously and swung her sleeves, the slight fluctuations that were almost ungraspable flitted in the air, Qin Lian, who was in the fusion stage, could only notice it for a moment.

At the same time, the bookstores, study rooms, and even the people holding the booklet of Journey to the West Water Margin were lightened, and the book was turned into powder by the wind and scattered with the wind.

The rat corpses in Yizhuang, the blood books in the file room of the yamen, and people's memories of poems and novels that do not belong to this world all disappeared without leaving a trace.

Rong Jin's body swayed, Qin Lian took a step forward as if to help, but soon he woke up suddenly and didn't make any further movements.

"It's okay." Rong Jin, who spent a lot of mana, waved his hand and returned to the hotel.

[Host, the mission objective has been eliminated.Outliers caused by the target are also all eliminated. ] A message came from the system.

There is still a tough battle to fight.

In the largest restaurant in Zhangzhou City, in the private room on the second floor, Mr. Jinyi suddenly opened his eyes, his expression extremely ugly.

"Xiyue!" The attendant beside him was extremely worried, holding his arm and sticking half of his body up.

Xiyue's expression softened a little, she looked at the beautiful woman who was close to her, grabbed her waist and put her on her lap.

"Xiyue..." The coquettish voice could touch half of the body, and the guards and servants all around turned their backs and bowed their heads.