After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

Seeing Lin Cangming in this letter, Ji Ya hissed. He didn't know where this kid was now, he felt caught off guard and felt unspeakable suffering, and he had a headache again.

After reading the contents of the letter at a glance, Ji Ya cleared his throat and read:

"My disciple Jiahong, good news.

Recently, I heard about your situation. Three people with paper, pen and mouthpiece became a tiger. I am very sad and unhappy. I feel the same. I haven’t seen you in a hundred years. Time flies, and time doesn’t leave anyone. ..."

"It's all nonsense." Lin Cangming interrupted impatiently, "Choose what is useful."

"Oh, this person said that it's been so long since the brothers broke up. They didn't get along well after they broke up. I paid for my travel expenses on business trips, and I don't have any serious work to introduce to you. Don't think about the Nether Pavilion. The garbage organization will sooner or later." It's over." Ji Ya translated into Chinese expressionlessly, squinting at Lin Cangming's attitude, and found that he was not angry at all.

"...You are here, why don't you help me steal something from the Lin Mansion. You also know that Lin Cangming has eaten and recited grass. My boss thinks highly of him, and you are my apprentice. After that, I will take you to another job and keep it safe." I agreed to meet at the back door of the Lin Mansion in Yinshi." Ji Ya finished summarizing in one breath, and put the letter back on the table, "Cough, although you deducted my wages, I am as loyal to the organization as ever , I have never felt that there is anything wrong with Youming Pavilion."

"Are you loyal to the organization or to me?" Lin Cangming suddenly asked with great interest.

Ji Ya choked, thinking about the subtle stalemate between Lin Cangming and Yun Jishu, thinking that this answer is not good but a proposition.

"Isn't the master the young master of the Netherworld Pavilion? If I am loyal to the young master, I will be loyal to the organization. Is there any difference?" Ji Ya sincerely handed over a handkerchief.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Lin Cangming wiped the blood from the back of his hand with a handkerchief, and glanced at the letter paper, "The precious collections of the Lin Mansion have been looted over the years, but the secret room and secret passage are not easy to find, and it is easy to alert the law enforcement Don, is there anything worth stealing?"

"From the letter, it seems that this person and Master Jiahong haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know how much of the truth they told, but they also mentioned Lin Cangming. The puppet master had sent a large number of people to search for Lin Cangming before. Maybe they went to the Lin Mansion for a reason. For the whereabouts of Lin Cangming." Ji Ya propped his chin and analyzed.

"Realist Jiahong is now hiding everywhere. The letter deliberately mentioned Lin Cangming and Huancao, presumably to lure him to agree." Lin Cangming clenched his fists. The previous Yun sent a letter to reveal that Master Jiahong was secretly tracking him and Jun Xia. Now it seems that the real Jiahong is undoubtedly thinking about Xiao Xiang, and he will definitely not let this opportunity pass by.

"It's too early for Yin, why don't you wake up Master Jiahong and ask him in detail first." Ji Ya rolled up his sleeves and flexibly clasped several long needles with his fingers.

Lin Cangming showed a stern smile: "Go, if it's useless, you can save yourself the trouble of moving out."

"Oh, after all, he is the head of the sect." Ji Ya sighed after hearing the words.

Lin Cangming's eyes darkened: "Are you reluctant to let him die?"

"I have nothing to part with, but I feel sorry for the bounty." Ji Ya dragged Master Jiahong off the bed, and stabbed him hard, "His disguise is a bit powerful, I can't see what kind of method it is."

Only then did Lin Cangming's expression return to normal, he stretched out his hand to pinch the real Jiahong's face in disgust, and asked Ji Ya to bring a knife to cut the skin of Yanjia's arm on the table.

When Master Jiahong woke up, he saw a bloody arm lying in front of him, he gasped in shock, and felt a chill on his face.

"Yo, I'm awake." Ji Ya shook his arm, spilled the red liquid all over the face of Daoist Jiahong, licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, slowly pressed the knife on the side of his face, and said softly, "You said I Peel off your face, can you see the armor parts in your skull?"

Master Jiahong's face turned pale, and he looked at Ji Ya incomprehensibly. There was a playful smile in this man's eyes, but there was no warmth, as if he was looking at some excellent material with excitement.

"Who the hell are you? We have no grievances or enmities. You just made trouble in the street before, and you came to your door again. What do you want?"

"I'm afraid I can't remember the innocent people who have been harmed by the real person, but I am sure that there is no wrongdoing or enmity." Ji Ya looked disappointed, his face became colder, and the blade of the knife slashed blood on his face, and the fingertips rubbed it out. The hot wound pierced slightly into the flesh, "I can recognize the real person even if it turns to ashes, but this appearance is really annoying, I'll tear it up for you."

"Stop! I... I really can't remember." Daoist Jiahong panicked, his body was numb and he couldn't use his strength, he tried his best to avoid it, "My spiritual power is sealed by you, I can't take off the disguise! I was sorry for you in the past, but you are still young and have a bright future, why let hatred blind your eyes and become so cruel, what is the difference between that and the enemy you spurn? Why don't you hand me over to the Law Enforcement Hall, and I will be punished , and you don't have to get your hands dirty."

Ji Ya almost laughed when he heard it, and he turned his knife in some trouble: "The real man is right, but I was murdered by you and had to run around, and I couldn't be sent to the door of the Law Enforcement Hall. The texture of the armored arms of that girl is somewhat similar, I need to study some clever disguise techniques, who told you to disguise your face."

Daoist Jiahong wanted to yell at you, don’t you look like you are changing your face and your butt? He explained flatteringly: “I can teach you, and I will give you the secret. This is a skill derived from Yanshu, and it is not difficult to learn. .”

"Yanshu? Daoist's Yuxiao faction is based on swords, but I have never heard of Yanshu." Ji Ya doubted.

"I used to be an outer disciple of Zixu Immortal Sect, and I have learned organ haganism." Daoist Jiahong said hastily.

"Oh? I didn't know that the Zixu Immortal Sect hired the Hall Master of the Nether Pavilion as a teacher." Ji Ya laughed mockingly, another line of blood was drawn with the tip of the knife, "To be honest, otherwise I would do it now."

"I am the master who worshiped secretly!" Daoist Jiahong said loudly, the tingling pain on his face made him have no time to think about the rationality of Ji Ya's question, "I am not willing to use people to experiment with Zixu's teaching of haganism. I worshiped someone from Nanjiang as my teacher, and he also came here by smuggling, but after the incident was revealed, I was expelled from the school by Zixu."

"And then went to Yuxiao?" Ji Ya asked again, "Tell me about Lin Cangming's whereabouts, and I will spare you."

Upon hearing this, Master Jiahong immediately calmed down, knowing that any enmity was a lie to him, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are also trying to repay me!"

"It's black and white." Ji Ya said with a smile, "You recruited Lin Cangming into Yuxiao, would you not know his whereabouts? I guess you spread the news of Lin Cangming's disappearance simply to divert attention, but you didn't expect Yan Cangming His methods are even more extreme."

"Fart! If I knew where he was, how could I have ended up in such a situation!" Master Jiahong was furious, "It was all done by Mr. Jixia. I sent people to kill that kid first and drain his blood." , the medicinal power of recite grass is a bit weak, and I didn't intend to wait for him to raise tigers in the Nascent Soul stage, but was blocked by Jun Xia, who promised me to be optimistic about him, but now he suddenly disappeared with him, obviously because he wanted to monopolize it. Niancao! If you want to ask, you should ask Mr. Jixia."

After Ji Ya digested the amount of information, he heard a crisp sound coming from behind the screen.

Master Jiahong raised his eyes and looked over, Ji Ya forced him back with a knife, and said viciously: "How do you know that he didn't let Lin Cangming go soft-heartedly, if he let Lin Cangming go, what's the use of me looking for Lord Jixia."

"Impossible." Master Jiahong sneered resolutely, "He was the first to arrive on the night when the Lin family was slaughtered, but he met a Mahayana master who didn't know where. He was seriously injured and his cultivation stagnated. Of course he He hates Lin Cangming, beats and scolds him every day when he finds excuses, it is ridiculous for you to say that he is soft-hearted, if he had any sympathy for Lin Cangming, I would have killed that kid long ago, how could I have left him alive."

Ji Ya remained silent, the three-color autumn plant flashed in his mind, Lord Jixia definitely did not use Lin Cangming to vent his resentment, otherwise why would he secretly send the wound medicine.

Master Jiahong spared no effort to persuade Ji Ya: "I never thought that Lord Jixia was so scheming. The Yuxiao sect saved Lin Cangming's life and ended up marrying Lord Jixia. Token, they must cooperate, or Jun Ji has been controlled by Yan Shi, you should focus on Yan Shi, I am willing to help you, I just want to seek revenge from Ji Xia Jun, and I don’t want to read grass. "

Seeing that Ji Ya didn't speak, he thought that Ji Ya was thinking about it, but suddenly there was the sound of a spring hitting behind the screen.

Lin Cangming walked out from behind the screen, holding the late rain blunderbuss to the top of the real Jiahong's head, with a cold and murderous expression on his face.

Ji Ya rubbed his arms subconsciously, and heard Lin Cangming say annoyedly: "Do you know the puppet master?"

"No... I don't know." Master Jiahong swallowed his saliva, and if there was any real vision coming out from under the mask, his mind was frozen, and his fear spread uncontrollably.

"Where is the master of Hall Master Qianji? Who is he going to take you to?" Lin Cangming frowned.

"I don't know...wait!" Master Jiahong stared at Lin Cangming's fingertips on the trigger, "I met a man before, who was also a hagana master. Even though he was punished, he still didn’t complain, and even released the captured person, and soon after that, it happened, and I never saw him again.”

"Is it him?" Lin Cangming took out the portrait he drew for Yan Yufei last time and asked.

"Yes, yes, this is the person." Master Jiahong nodded cooperatively, "I can help you find... eh!"

Lin Cangming slashed down the muzzle of the gun, pried open his mouth that still wanted to win life for himself, and slowly squatted down and cut the tip of his index finger, gathering a drop of almost black blood.

Daoist Jiahong struggled in vain, the blood was too close to him...it wasn't blood at all, he trembled as if he had been thrown into a winter icy lake, and was suffocating in the bone-chilling cold, watching the drop of Gu worm The churning and intertwined blood fell into the mouth, rolled into the throat, and flowed into the stomach.

Lin Cangming bent down to the wide-eyed Master Jiahong's ear, and chuckled with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Aren't you trying to drain my blood? I'll let you taste it to see if the blood tastes good. "

Ji Ya didn't know what Lin Cangming said, but saw Master Jiahong's eyes trembled, and he let out a series of indistinct growls, Lin Cangming pulled back the Late Rain blunderbuss and shook it, smiling strangely with joy.

The muscles on Master Jiahong's face twitched. Ji Ya thought he was suffering from cramps, but the next moment he was shocked to see his neck, arms, and the skin under his clothes all swelled up in irregular tracks, as if something was running around in the muscles. , making his skin transparent, his eyes were full of panic and pain, until the dark red beetle crawled out through his eyeballs, turning into white mist like fireworks.

Ji Ya clicked his tongue and took two steps back, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Lin Cangming.

"Are you afraid?" Lin Cangming looked straight at him and asked, "This is my blood, is it disgusting?"

Ji Ya looked down at his fingertips, the wound was bleeding out dark red: "What's so disgusting, I have also studied many Gu insects in southern Xinjiang, this thing is not easy to handle, the first time I tried it, I was caught by caterpillars After crawling all over, the scene is so exciting, you are too gentle."

Lin Cangming's expression softened slightly, and he let go of Ji Ya.

"And have you ever heard of the double-forked rhinoceros beetle? It's super popular!" Ji Ya glanced at the real Jiahong who was shriveled and melted under the constantly emerging Gu insects, without any fear, and grabbed Lin Cangming with his backhand to wipe his fingertips of blood.

Lin Cangming took a deep breath, leaned on the table and sat down, threw the Wanyu blunderbuss to Ji Ya: "Wipe it clean."

Ji Ya took it, took out a veil and dipped it in water, wrapped it around the gun barrel to wipe off the mixture of saliva and blood.

It's nothing, the key is that Ji Ya is holding the gun that can be held in one hand at a constant speed, and occasionally wiping the muzzle of the gun with a handkerchief on his fingertips.

This Nima is very subtle.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming: Is this wiped clean?This is ghs, can it still be used as it gets dirty? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Ji Ya: Why can’t it be used, be nicer to your gun