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

The air was filled with the smell of death, like the stench of blood and poisonous poison, and also like an illusion left in the mind. There was a puddle of human-shaped stains on the floor, and Master Jiahong completely disappeared from this world in an instant.

Lin Cangming rested one hand on his temple, and tilted his head to look at Ji Ya. Ji Ya looked calm and focused, more dedicated than those sweeping servants in the Underworld Fire Hall.

So much so that when Lin Cangming looked at his late rain gun, he felt a little guilty. It must be because of his dirty thoughts and prejudice against Ji Ya that he felt awkward.

Then I heard Ji Ya say with this incomparably serious expression: "It's so tough."

Two blue veins popped up on the back of Lin Cangming's hand, and Ji Ya quickly added the next sentence: "What kind of material is this firecracker? It's not like gold and iron spar, it's extremely solid and faintly has spiritual power flowing, with a dark luster, it must be a high-grade magic weapon."

"Put it down." Lin Cangming gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

Ji Ya put the Wan Yu blunderbuss back on the table, saw two small characters on the handle of the gun, before he could read it clearly, Lin Cangming took it back, folded it and pinned it to his lap.

Lin Cangming's mask was very useful at this time, the thin red was smeared on the base of the ears, Ji Ya could only see the line of his lips that were indifferently pursed, and then he showed a little pride, walked briskly around the stains on the ground, and applied Jingchen Jue cleans up the scene.

"My lord, the words of Daoist Jiahong are very interesting just now." Ji Ya went to the bathroom to find a rag, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the floor.

Lin Cangming took a look at him, Ji Ya didn't dislike doing these menial tasks with ease, but he was a bit annoyed, and urged, "Don't wipe it."

"Oh, that's right." Ji Ya thought for a while and suddenly realized, "There's another one on the bed, so if I mess it up later, it won't be for nothing."

The corners of Lin Cangming's eyes twitched slightly. He brutally killed Master Jiahong in front of his master, but his master was not only unmoved, but also thought that he would use it again.

He was in a daze at this moment, as if Ji Ya was some kind of veteran of the Nether Pavilion, no matter how terrifying the means were, he was the one who made a fuss and stirred up useless worries in his heart.

"... What Master Jiahong sees is not necessarily the truth." Lin Cangming's tone was a little unreal.

Ji Ya shook his hands and nodded: "That's right, the puppet master and..."

"If Lord Jixia has any hatred, he should also hate the murderer of the Lin family's murder." Lin Cangming said in a low voice, startled, then raised his head, "What did you just say?"

"Uh, it's nothing, let's ask that girl." Ji Ya changed the subject, he faintly felt that something was wrong, isn't their focus on the puppet master?Secondly, it should be the whereabouts of the hero, what does it have to do with Jun Xia.

Lin Cangming held his forehead wearily, and inserted his fingers into his hair. The backlash from Jiuming Xuanyin fire broke out again. The pain was unbearable but disturbing. While Ji Ya was going to wake the woman up, he lay down on the table with his arms pressed down. superior.

Ever since he opened his eyes in Wankuya, the string in his mind has been tensed all the time, practicing the secrets he hates, playing with poison to feed Gu, he has made the resolution to do everything in order to find the murderer, but Ji Ya However, they constantly challenged his determination, diverted his attention, and made him relax involuntarily, leaving only the tiredness after taking off his defenses, and gave birth to dangerous addiction and satisfaction.

Listening to Ji Ya's questioning voice, Lin Cangming was still full of ever-changing lies and disguises, it seemed that even the Ji Xia Jun in his memory was just one side of it.

After listening to Master Jiahong's words, he had a guess that could almost paralyze him - Mr. Jixia showed resentment and hatred just to make Master Jiahong believe so, and made Master Jiahong give up getting rid of himself, his Master has been tricked by the puppet master, and is under constant surveillance by the head of the sect. Apart from the Yuxiao sect, there are other sects such as the Fenglin sect, and the Yan family of Yingzhou are watching closely.

He hadn't thought about how Jun Xia put in all his efforts to mediate, maybe he could get a glimpse of the melancholy that flashed through the quiet piano sound, but he only needed to stay on Yuxiao Mountain and knew nothing about it.

Ji Ya was standing by the bed at this time, dismantling the delicate parts of Yanjia's arm bit by bit, the scraping sound of the knife point and the metal spar was very ear-piercing, the woman on the bed had a stubborn expression, and her eyes were full of sadness when she looked at the arm .

"We have locked your master, and it won't help if you continue to stalemate." Ji Ya held the handle of the knife and rolled up a string as thin as a spider's silk, pulled it out of the arm bone, and smiled indifferently, "This pair of The arm is very important, anyway, it has fallen to this point, why not leave something important?"

The woman closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and finally said, "The puppet master is my savior."

Ji Ya threw his arms on the bed, looked back at Lin Cangming, and found that he was lying on the table and didn't know if he heard him or not.

"About 20 years ago, I was a casual cultivator who made a living by accepting missions in the black market. During an assassination mission, my intelligence went wrong. I was trapped in the enemy camp. When I tried to fight out, my hands were already poisoned." The woman fell into memory. , When talking about this past event, he showed a little shyness, "I thought I was bound to die, but people like me have limited talents, and death is a matter of time, so there is nothing to regret..."

The woman's eyes were blurred, and outlines of countless colors floated in her eyes. She thought that her world was about to go dark as it should, and with countless blood stains on her hands, she accepted it calmly when she was about to die.

But at this moment, a piece of gray clothes suddenly broke into sight.

She raised her strength, but her hands were already rotten to the bone, and she couldn't lift her head up. The owner of the clothes seemed a little surprised, and then bent down and picked her up regardless of her body being covered in mud, poisonous wounds, corruption and stench.

"Hold on, my medicine house is nearby, I can cure you." The puppet master's voice was soft and firm, with a convincing power.

The woman seemed to be infected by the body temperature transmitted through the clothes, and suddenly there was a desire to live. She struggled in the most filthy darkness all her life, and she was already dying of illness, but now someone said that she could be cured.

"Grandfather...what's your name?"

"I'm a Yanshu master. It's just a matter of raising my hands. You can't be a benefactor. You can call me a puppet master."

Ji Ya listened to the woman's intermittent statement, her eyes gradually changed from warm nostalgia to incomprehensible sorrow, and she felt embarrassed to interrupt her for a while.

"My arms have been corroded by poison, so I have to amputate them. The puppet master installed armored arms for me. He didn't take any money, and took care of me until I got used to the arms." The woman stared at the void, "He is a gentle and humorous person, I never judge whether my past is right or wrong, as if I can tolerate all good and evil, if there is a god in the world, maybe it will be like a puppet master."

Ji Ya couldn't equate the puppet master in the woman's memory with the arrogant and self-conscious puppet master on the Zongsheng Tower. He thought that maybe the girl had a love filter on, so he asked, "Did he ask?" What's your problem?"

"There is indeed a question that puzzles me." The woman thought for a while, "He asked me what is a perfect person."

Ji Ya clenched his fist and smashed his palm, the question was the same as what Yan Yufei heard, it was inexplicable.

"I replied that if you can give everything for what you want in your heart, you will have no regrets in this life, and it can be called perfect." The woman laughed, as if she had a bitter addiction, "When the puppet master is about to leave, I expressed my heart to him, and he seemed flattered, and said that he was traveling all over the world and had no intention of starting a family, and hoped that I would take care of myself and see you again.”

"Seven years ago, the puppet master contacted me. He needed an intelligence base in the cultivation realm."

"I followed his instructions and entered the Luyuan Building of Luoshang Gate."

Lin Cangming's shoulders sank, he raised his forehead from the table, and saw Ji Ya standing by the table worriedly.

"Are you okay?" Ji Ya asked softly.

"It's okay." Lin Cangming got up and walked to the bed, "Have you seen the puppet master in the past seven years?"

"No." The woman closed her eyes, "The puppet master will contact me one-way. I don't know how to contact the puppet master, and I have never met him."

"Sister, you are too stupid, that kind of scumbag who takes advantage of his feelings is not worth it." Ji Ya thumped the bedpost angrily.

"It doesn't matter anymore." The woman sighed, as if she had endured the pain to the limit, and pleaded, "Kill me, let me go."

Ji Ya hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to ask Lin Cangming.

Lin Cangming ignited a ray of flame with his fingertips, and pressed it between the girl's eyebrows: "What's your name?"

There was a warm touch between her eyebrows, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she smiled lightly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Well, don't worry, think slowly." Lin Cangming said calmly, "Take care."

The flames expanded, enveloping the woman inside, and burned the armored arms on the bed together, without leaving any traces.

Ji Ya looked at the woman's eyes closed peacefully, depressed and powerless, and couldn't tell what it was like: "The puppet master she and Yan Yufei talked about is completely different from what I saw in the Zongsheng Pagoda."

"It's a pity for an affectionate person." Lin Cangming sighed inaudibly, suddenly remembered, looked at Ji Ya, "Where is Jin Sheng? I asked him to follow you, where did he go?"

"Brother Jin is keeping an eye on Hall Master Qianji outside the building, just in case so he can respond in time." Ji Ya explained for Jin Sheng, "After all, it's not easy for two people to come in together."

Lin Cangming said in his heart that I didn't let you in. He was about to contact Jin Sheng with the jade slips, but Ji Ya was already one step ahead.

"Hey, brother Jin sent a message before, but I didn't see it." Ji Ya fiddled with the cloud map floating on the jade slip, "Brother Jin said that the target was going to Lin's house, he withdrew first, and then followed."

"Where can't he be followed!" Lin Cangming said angrily, pulled up his chair and sat down, and sent a sound transmission cloud map to Jin Sheng himself.

Ji Ya reached out and squeezed Lin Cangming's shoulder and neck: "Master, don't be angry, brother Jin must have his own considerations."

"You really defend him." Lin Cangming slapped the table, his voice full of fire, and it didn't take long for the clouds and mist in the air to outline a clear picture. It was a bush. The focus falls on the distance.

Ji Ya broke into the range of Yuntu with his probe: "Brother Jin! Are you outside the Lin Mansion? Just now, Daoist Jiahong confessed the information. Brother Jin's target is the master of Qianji Hall. Brother Jin thinks..."

"Shut up." Lin Cangming pushed Ji Ya away, and asked with a cold face, "I told you to keep an eye on him. You promised lightly, but you ended up doing things like this."

Jin Sheng hesitated to speak, those bright golden vertical pupils stretched out in the darkness, the sharpness diminished slightly, and turned into restrained pitch black: "This subordinate thinks that as long as he is not in danger, after the young master comes, this subordinate will just left."

"What do you think is dangerous? The place of fireworks goes in and floats out, how decent!" Lin Cangming felt irritated when he thought of Ji Ya's misty eyes, "The Nether Pavilion is not the Luoshangmen, and it is still a subordinate of the Nether Pavilion." If you want to prostitute yourself, do you have the concept of a normal person!"

Jin Sheng was silent for a while. He referred the standard of normal people to the cloud mailing book, and came to the conclusion that a little bit of poisonous trauma is not dangerous at all. Excuse me, Young Master Ji hasn't made a statement yet, why is the young master so impatient?"

"You...!" Lin Cangming pointed at Yuntu for a long time, but was speechless when asked by Jin Sheng.

"Cough, calm down, the master is sympathetic to his subordinates, and brother Jin is the overall situation, it's all right!" Ji Ya squeezed back again, and squeezed Lin Cangming's arm comfortingly, "Let's turn to the last one, Don't forget the purpose of our coming to the Lvyuan Building. Now that the real Jiahong spit out important information, the Lord doesn't like this kind of smoky environment. Brother Jin is still squatting here to feed the mosquitoes. It's not easy for everyone. Should we push forward? Have you made a plan?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that he deserved a double year-end bonus, and he was the only one who was concerned about this organization.

"The face of the person I'm following is not the same as that of Hall Master Qianji. If the information is true, he should have used the method of disguise." Jin Sheng said, "Young Master, if Hall Master Qianji did it carefully, then what happened in Mo Sha Hall before?" The emergence of traitors can be explained."

"Indeed, Qianjitang is in charge of refining weapons and forging armor, and has the most contact with Moshatang." Lin Cangming said in a bad tone, "What did he go to Lin Mansion for?"

"Looks like he's waiting for someone. He opened a door on the barrier of the Lin Mansion, and his entry and exit are silent." Jin Sheng frowned slightly, "There is a formation in the courtyard, and its function cannot be determined yet."

"He's waiting for Master Jiahong." Ji Ya said, he shared the news with Jin Sheng, and then looked at Lin Cangming, "What's next? Arrest people directly or..."

"Pretend to be the real Jiahong, and go to the appointment at Yinshi." Lin Cangming's eyes flashed, and a cold murderous aura permeated.

Late at night, the Lvyuan Building had fun and fun all night long, and it would not be disturbed by the sky full of stars. There was a woman's aggressive questioning in the corridor, and a man's flattering smile and apology. The two entangled and opened the door next door. Then it stopped abruptly.

Ji Ya opened the door a gap, looked around furtively, and then made a silent gesture to Lin Cangming.

"There is one more thing to do before you leave." Ji Ya closed the door, went to the bathroom to destroy the women's clothes that had been taken off, "If you leave like this, it will easily arouse Miss Wanyue's suspicion."

"Heh, you still want to have a... dewy relationship with her?" Lin Cangming sneered, and got angry when he heard it.

"My lord." Ji Ya advised earnestly, "These words don't suit you, so don't force yourself to say them, it's embarrassing to hear such elegance."

Lin Cangming never knew that there are still people who are ashamed of elegant words, so he couldn't think of how to refute, so he cursed angrily: "You can do it yourself."

"Speaking of it, it's all my fault that the master tore my women's clothes, and I want to put them back on for her." Ji Ya complained softly before leaving.

Lin Cangming's expression changed and he was about to explode when Ji Ya had already slipped out smoothly.

He didn't know what Ji Ya was going to do, the more curious he was, the more he couldn't stop his thoughts, thinking of Ji Ya's disheveled clothes for a while, and upset by the picture of Wan Yue hugging Ji Ya for a while.

Lin Cangming went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, his face was pale and gloomy under the mask, coughing in a low voice, he looked like a tuberculosis patient who hadn't seen the light for a long time.

Seeing his own appearance in the mirror, Lin Cangming finally got rid of Ji Ya's mind, took away the coat left by Master Jiahong on the bedside, and left the green kite building one after another according to the time and Ji Ya.

There was still an hour before the agreed time, all the anger at night was in Suyu Street, and when we left the brightly lit intersection, even the normal street lights on the street felt dim.

Lin Cangming heaved a sigh of relief, he wasn't used to that kind of place, and felt dizzy after staying there for a long time, and at this moment, facing the cool evening breeze, his mood finally improved a little.

Ji Ya catches up to him unhurriedly, and walks with him in the deserted streets.

Lin Cangming turned his head and squinted several times, pretending to be looking at the shop signs fluttering under the cornices of the shop, then turned forward as if nothing had happened, and wrapped his cloak tightly.

Ji Ya couldn't hold back, and made a puff, and his words were full of teasing: "My lord, if you want to ask, you can ask, how uncomfortable it is to hold back."

"I didn't want to ask." Lin Cangming said stubbornly with a straight face.

"Actually, I just went to Miss Wanyue's room to write a note and left a bank note." Ji Ya put his hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, Miss Wanyue, I like men, and I finally realized my feelings today, please be rude and rude." Forgive me, girl."

"Tsk." Lin Cangming raised his eyebrows, and took two steps horizontally to avoid Ji Ya's hand.

Ji Ya took out the folding fan, shook it like a gentle and jade-like young master Pian Pian, and inquired unexpectedly: "You said to cancel it earlier, so does Brother Jin complete the task this time? Can it be canceled?"

"None of your business." Lin Cangming said displeased.

"I'm also the party involved this time." Ji Ya said with a smile, mainly wanting to eat melons.

Lin Cangming remained silent under Ji Ya's interested eyes, and just when Ji Ya thought he was speechless, Lin Cangming spoke briefly again.

"There is no big grudge." Lin Cangming confessed, "When I was young, I was trapped in a dangerous place with him by accident."

"Isn't this a good map for cultivating relationships?" Ji Ya tapped his palm with a folding fan in surprise.

"I didn't know his identity at the time." Lin Cangming blurred the key information, sighed deeply, glanced at the lower left corner and clenched his fingers, "I told him a lot of boring things, and he was tricked into subduing Gu worms."

Ji Ya thought about the nonsense that Lin Cangming said when he was a child, maybe it was a childish speech that was very suitable for his age, he replaced it, analogous to being drunk in a bar and catching someone for talking nonsense and scolding his boss, and then he went to work the next day The story of finding out that that person is the new boss is a bit embarrassing when I think about it.

But Lin Cangming can remember for so many years, his face is much thinner than the mask.

"Oh, I don't know what to say, let me wish you an early year." Ji Ya patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Get lost." Lin Cangming cursed skillfully, and released a swarm of crows to grab him by the collar.

The two landed on a street outside Lin's mansion, Ji Ya smoothed his collar, saw Lin Cangming standing in the middle of the whirling black feathers, raised his finger, and those feathers surrounded him like flowing water.

"I'll pretend to be the real Jiahong to meet the hall master, and you and Jin Sheng will meet outside." Lin Cangming said in a deep voice. The shops on the street were opened and closed, but he could still find some traces of the past around him, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart. Empty sour feelings.

Ji Ya saw the heavy cloak made of crow feathers tied on his body, subconsciously lowered his head and buried half of his face in the soft fur on the neckline, sniffed, and smelled a familiar scent of medicine.

Lin Cangming took a step back abruptly, frowned as if seeing a pervert, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Cough, let's go." Ji Ya hurriedly straightened his back seriously.

Lin Cangming regretted for a moment that he had given the cloak to Ji Ya, and when he turned around and was about to leave, his spiritual energy boiled uncomfortably again.

He let out a sigh of relief, and Ji Ya immediately rushed over to support him, with an unquestionable determination on his face.

"What's the matter with you, if you believe me, don't change the subject to fool me." Ji Ya said impatiently, "I'm good at pretending, if you can't, then I will go."

Lin Cangming handed his wrist in front of Ji Ya helplessly: "Look for yourself, if you don't understand, don't blame me for not telling."

Ji Ya didn't have many theories about pulse numbers, but he touched the pulse gate with three fingers and found a trace of spiritual power, only to find that his spiritual veins were like a gas pipe on fire, and the spiritual power hit the meridians uncontrollably. Severe injuries can be life-threatening.

"You...why are you so serious." Ji Ya withdrew his hands worriedly, "You and the pavilion master should practice the same kung fu, shouldn't you ask him?"

"Tomorrow." Lin Cangming raised his hand and tapped twice on his chest, simply claiming that [-]% of his spiritual power is temporarily stable, his Jiuming Xuanyin fire cannot break through, and the majestic spiritual power is deposited in the spirit veins and dantian, which cannot be absorbed. This is not the time to lose face.

"I think you can go to the emergency room." Ji Ya was dissatisfied with his day after tomorrow, "Why don't I go, and you seal your cultivation base, what if you are in danger."

"Hallmaster Qianji is in the fusion period, and he is only one step away from Mahayana. Would you like to send it?" Lin Cangming asked back, "Be honest and keep an eye out. If I am in danger, you and Jin Sheng will not be too late."

"As long as you have the count." Ji Ya folded his arms and moved out of the way with a dark face, "I have painkillers here, how about two?"

"No need." Lin Cangming turned his back and took off his mask, put on a camouflage mask, put on the real man Jiahong's coat, and walked away as usual.

Ji Ya walked forward for a while, and saw the crooked plaque of the Lin Mansion from a distance. There were two trees in front of the gate, one was an orange tree, and the other was also an orange tree. It bears yellow fruits, and it is as vibrant as it was many years ago. However, if the door of the Lin Mansion was not so dilapidated, it might add a lot of lively fireworks to the mansion.

Ji Ya couldn't help being depressed, he read the book, but the person in the book has experienced everything, so how can he lightly describe it in a book.

Jin Sheng was lying in ambush on the top of a tree more than ten meters high outside the wall of the Lin Mansion. Ji Ya searched for a while before he saw him. With excellent balance, he stepped on a branch no bigger than his wrist and lowered his body, revealing his body in the night. Elegant fierceness.

"Can I go up?" Ji Ya tapped on the tree and asked softly.

Jin Sheng nodded, and Ji Ya also jumped up to the top of the tree, and had to use a little spiritual power to squat steady. Following Jin Sheng's gaze, the courtyard of the Lin Mansion was within sight.

The two were silent for a long time before Jin Sheng turned his head slightly: "Sorry, it's not that I don't want to save you, I thought you could handle it yourself."

"Indeed, even if he gets poisoned by that kind of poison, it's not a big deal. I can deal with that young master with my eyes closed." Ji Ya rubbed his chin without humility.

"The young master should know how capable you are. Since the result is clear, why did he blame me?" Jin Sheng showed a little confusion and inquiry, "Does he like you?"

The author has something to say: Jin Sheng: Get out of the way, you stupid humans, I will teach you the correct posture of gossip!