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

Ji Ya turned his head and bared his teeth, stifled a cry of pain, and when he turned back, he gave Lin Cangming a triumphant look, and finally restrained his ability to stir up trouble.

The three of them finally trekked to Guangyu Village in the deep mountains. From a distance, there were probably less than a hundred families. In the twilight, there were a few barking dogs, and the smoke from the cooking gradually dissipated against the background of the indigo blue sky. The warm and peaceful atmosphere was blown by the breeze. .

Zhang Yan stumbled and introduced to the two: "Guangyu Village has a history of hundreds of years. Most of the people are surnamed Zhang. Every household has some distant relatives... There is nothing special about it. Our crops are growing well. Now it is the When the harvest season is busy, no one can be seen during the day, so it’s just in time for you to arrive at night, and it will be more lively.”

Lin Cangming's expression softened a bit, and no one would be impatient when he heard the warm and simple girl introduce the local customs.

Ji Ya nodded from time to time, expressing that he was listening. The Guangyu Village that Zhang Yan said was nothing special, and Ji Ya didn't know if the puppet assistant would put some eyeliner in his hometown. After thinking about it, he still didn't plan to expose it. Purpose of visit: "We would like to stay in Guicun for two days. If there is any place in the village that is too busy, please let us help."

"It's just a borrowing. You don't need to be too polite, sir. There are two locomotives left by the immortals in the village. They can still be used now. It has saved a lot of energy." Zhang Yan heard two well-dressed The young man in the city wanted to help, he was a little flattered, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Ji Ya breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, and quietly transmitted to Lin Cangming: "Actually, I really don't know how to cut rice."

"Have you ever heard of lip service?" Lin Cangming reminded him wordlessly, "What if she asks you to help?"

"Then let's learn." Ji Ya said easily, but then changed the subject, "Who do you think the fairy who left the locomotive behind is?"

"Exquisite and durable mechanisms, and in ancient times, there is probably no one else in a remote village except the 'carpenter'." Lin Cangming's eyes flashed, "Go on and ask."

"Miss Yan may not trust me. In fact, I have more than a dozen farmlands in my hometown, and I have been specializing in farming for 20 years." Ji Ya patted his chest to reassure, and then pointed to Lin Cangming, "This old man looks pretty and smooth, in fact He is a landlord, very vulgar, you must not think highly of him."

Lin Cangming folded his arms and let Ji Ya make up. Ji Ya still winked as a hint, he coughed dryly and reluctantly said: "Don't get carried away, you should pay the rent."

Ji Ya immediately slumped, and slapped Lin Cangming on the back: "Don't mention this, we are still friends!"

Zhang Yan was teased by Ji Ya, her shoulders trembled, and after hearing Lin Cangming speak, she couldn't help feeling that Lin Cangming was not as scary as he looked.

An old lady sitting at the entrance of the village cast a curious look at the three of them. Zhang Yan ran over to say hello to the old lady, and said with a suppressed smile that she met two kind and interesting young men who wanted to stay overnight.

Ji Ya and Lin Cangming stood a little farther away politely, not disturbing Zhang Yan and his aunt's greetings. There was a small school not far from the entrance of the village. With the words Xinshuyuan, he suddenly turned his head and whispered to Lin Cangming: "Look at that signboard, the wood is ordinary, but the handwriting is vigorous and vigorous, and the calligraphy is extraordinary. The carving is smooth and smooth, as if carved by fingers."

Lin Cangming also took a closer look. If it was a custom-made plaque, the wood would not be suitable for calligraphy. When Zhang Yan came back and brought the two into the village, he asked for advice, "May I ask if the owner of Zhengxin Academy lives in Guicun?"

There was some admiration in Zhang Yan's eyes: "Master, you mean Old Immortal Zhang, he lives next door to my house."

"Immortal man? Is that plaque written by him? My friend is very interested in calligraphy, and I'm afraid he's already thinking of making an abrupt visit." Ji Ya teased with a smile.

"I won't be abrupt, Xianweng is very kind." Zhang Yan pursed her lips and lowered her head in embarrassment, "Xianweng only returned to Guangyu Village two months ago, and saw that many children in the village had no place to study, so they were at the head of the village. We opened a school to teach, but unfortunately we are all vulgar people, and when we go to listen to lectures in our free time, we are afraid of angering the gods."

Ji Ya and Lin Cangming glanced at each other. According to the file Luo Shangmen found, the name of the retired hall master was Zhang Boyun, and he should be the old fairy Zhang. He sounds like a nice person, so it would be easier to ask for information.

"My house is right in front of me. I live with my parents and younger sister. My elder brother... well, I don't know when the law enforcement hall will find him." Zhang Yan thought of her missing elder brother again, and sighed, "You two sons If you don't mind, you can live in my elder brother's room, I clean it every day."

"Guangyu Village is so peaceful, how can people disappear? Did they encounter trouble in the mountains?" Ji Ya asked.

"I don't know, my elder brother is very familiar with mountain roads, so nothing should happen." Zhang Yan shook her head, and pushed open the rattan gate of her fenced yard. A seven or eight-year-old girl ran over from the vegetable garden path, and timidly grabbed Zhang Yan's cuff and looked at it. Xiang Jiya and Lin Cangming.

"I'm sorry to bother you, miss." Ji Ya smiled gracefully and bowed, reaching out to Lin Cangming, Lin Cangming took out a few orange candies from the Qiankun bag and put them in his hand, and Ji Ya handed them to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan put away her melancholy in front of the younger sister, bent down and touched the girl's head, she was unprepared, and directly handed the candy to the younger sister: "Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, these two young masters are here to visit, hurry up The two sons said thank you."

Zhang Qing sensibly lowered his head while holding the candy, and said crisply: "Thank you, big brother."

Lin Cangming's heart couldn't help softening, and he sent out another pile of candied fruit and dried snacks with jerky movements. Zhang Qing was a little dazed holding the colorful oil paper box, and subconsciously looked at his sister.

"Oh, this...how embarrassing." Zhang Yan blushed and raised her hand, only to realize that Lin Cangming and Ji Ya were cultivators who used Qiankun bags.

"Don't worry, I have a younger sister too." Lin Cangming smiled, "I haven't seen her for a long time, so just take it as a gift of missing her."

Ji Ya suddenly felt a little sour, so he patted Lin Cangming's shoulder comfortingly.

Zhang Qing thanked her twice again, and Zhang Yan said to her: "Have you finished the homework left by Xianweng today? Don't eat if you haven't finished it. I'll check it when the eldest brother comes back from work."

The little girl pursed her lips, but obediently went back to practice calligraphy.

"I'll take you into the house first. Parents are still in the field, and they will probably be back soon." Zhang Yan estimated the time, and when she led the two into the bedroom in the west room, she suddenly remembered, "I forgot to give the fairy a basket. Go, the two young masters have come from a long way, drink some water and take a rest, I will go back to cook after delivery."

"Then let's go together, as we also want to visit Xianweng." Ji Ya took the opportunity to say, "I'll help Miss Yan get things."

He didn't give Zhang Yan a chance to refuse, so he rolled his sleeves and went to the backyard with Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan moved two bamboo baskets behind the room, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Ya staring at the grape vine trellis in the corner of the courtyard. think.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yan asked suspiciously.

Ji Ya approached and pushed aside a hanging vine, looked at the ground and said, "Miss Yan, let me tell you something, don't be afraid."

"Ah?" Zhang Yan took a few steps closer.

"This man is wearing the official uniform of the Law Enforcement Hall." Ji Ya turned his body and pointed to the man lying under the grape arbor. The man was dressed in brocade white clothes with black leather armor. There was a deep bloodstain on the back, and I don't know how long it had been lying on the ground.

Zhang Yan stepped forward and saw that the basket was frightened, and his face turned pale: "I...he is an arrester of the Law Enforcement Hall, so much blood, I have to go down the mountain to find a doctor..."

"He was poisoned. Is there a doctor in the town who can detoxify him? Ordinary doctors probably can't do it. He needs to be repaired." Ji Ya squatted down and gently pushed aside the clothes on the wound on his back. Strange purple lines spread from around the wound open.

"The small town is full of ordinary people, and there is no doctor." Zhang Yan was sweating anxiously, "I'll borrow a fast horse and take him to the city to find someone. The arrester must have been injured by a thief before he ran away. Come here, don't let him have an accident."

Ji Ya tapped the acupuncture point behind the arrester twice to stop the bleeding, and secretly sighed that this girl is so innocent, she was just in a hurry to save someone, and she didn't expect that she would get into trouble.

"Isn't the next door the Xian Weng's house? Miss Yan, don't panic, I'll carry him to the next door and let the Xian Weng have a look." Ji Ya raised the prisoner's arm and suggested to the man on his back.

"Oh yes, I forgot, the fairy must have a solution." Miss Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up the bamboo basket and ran quickly.

Lin Cangming waited in the front yard, watching Zhang Yan rushing out in bewilderment. Before he could ask, Ji Ya winked at a man who was unconscious behind his back, and said softly, "I found it in the back yard, and I got hit." Poison, take a look, don't treat it first, just don't die, I plan to use it to try the fairy next door."

Lin Cangming slandered Ji Ya's statement was too evil, pressed the arrester's wrist to test his pulse, checked the wound again, and concluded: "Nanjiang's pulse is scattered, he sealed his own pulse in time, and there are still rescues." .”

"Poison from southern Xinjiang? I thought it was a coincidence that the eldest brother disappeared, but now it seems that there is something wrong." Ji Ya frowned. He is a puppet master and a poison, which is hard to avoid.

Zhang Yan had already knocked on the door next door, and Ji Ya and Lin Cangming followed after him, just in time to see a white-haired old man come out to open the door, just looking at his face, he was indeed worthy of the name of a fairy, with long snow-white eyebrows hanging down to the end of his eyes, and his face Kind and kind, it was only when Ji Ya took the basket from Zhang Yan's hand that he noticed that his right sleeve was empty, leaving only one arm.

"Who bullied girl Yan? His face is like this." Zhang Boyun sized Zhang Yan up and said seriously, "Tell me, I will uphold justice for you."

"No, I found an injured prisoner in my backyard." Zhang Yan said anxiously, "These two gentlemen are guests from outside. They helped me recite it. Take a look."

Ji Ya stepped forward with his back behind his back and bowed his head in salute: "This junior has seen the immortal man."

"Don't be too polite, come in quickly and put the injured down." Zhang Boyun's expression changed, and he quickly let Ji Ya into the hospital.

Zhang Yan went to find a basin to fetch water, Ji Ya followed Zhang Boyun into the bedroom to put him away, and noticed that although he had the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage, his steps were heavy, he was not as comfortable as a cultivator, and he was indeed in poor condition.

Zhang Boxun checked the prisoner's pulse, removed his upper body clothes lightly, and poured out another elixir to feed him. The prisoner's face was still pale, but his breathing became a little more stable.

"Xian Weng, how is he? Is he in danger?" Ji Ya asked with concern.

"He has a strange poison in his body, and his qi and blood are stagnant." Zhang Boyun showed embarrassment, "The old man came back here to retire. He was alone, and he didn't have any detoxification pills."

Ji Ya was a little strange, looked at Lin Cangming, Lin Cangming really had doubts, although the Huishan School was not as good as Yan's, but it was also well-known, and a hall master was injured and retired, even if he didn't prepare a generous gift, it was impossible for him to let him go The old hall master was so reduced that he couldn't even take out the detoxification pill, and the layout of the room was very simple. If others saw it, they would suspect that the Huishan School would kill the donkey and let the school lose face.

Zhang Yan came over with hot water and wanted to clean the wound for the prisoner. Zhang Boyun stopped her and put down the water basin with trembling hands, and said softly: "Girl, go back first, you don't have spiritual power to protect yourself, you are easy to be poisoned, don't Afraid, the old man will save him."

"Well, if you need anything, you can come to the next door to find me." Zhang Yan nodded, "Are the two young masters staying to help Xianweng?"

"Well, Miss Yan, don't worry." Ji Ya sent her out.

Lin Cangming could resolve the dissipating pulse. He stood at the end of the bed and watched Zhang Boyun clutching the water in the towel. It was always inconvenient to use one hand, so he asked, "Why didn't the immortal have a Yanjia arm?"

Zhang Boyun froze, closed his eyes, and laughed at himself: "Little friend, seeing how poor I am, how can I afford the price of Yanjia's arm?"

Lin Cangming was noncommittal, staring at the spider web-like purple lines that were about to cover the back of the prisoner, and said a little coldly: "If the poison is allowed to corrode the spiritual veins, he will not survive for two hours."

"It turns out that my little friend has also seen his situation." Zhang Boyun wiped off the blood on the back of the prisoner, stared at the blood on his hands in a daze, "the old man has no antidote, but with his spiritual power, he can force him to Toxic."

"You are injured." Lin Cangming pointed out bluntly, "If you use more than [-]% of your spiritual power for a forced action, your life will be in danger. To force him out of the poison, you must use at least [-]% of it."

Zhang Boyun was slightly surprised, and finally looked curiously at the mysteriously dressed Lin Cangming, unable to see what his cultivation was, he smiled wryly and said: "The old man is not as accurate as the young man."

When Ji Ya came back after sending Zhang Yan off, Zhang Boyun sighed and said: "The old man is already useless. If I can exchange his life with this crippled body, it will be considered a merit...it can be regarded as an atonement."

Lin Cangming did not stop him, took two steps back and said flatly, "I will protect the law for you."

"What kind of law do you protect? How can you not overwhelm it by picking things up?" Ji Ya pinched Lin Cangming dissatisfied, "Don't be impulsive, let's think of a way. Human life does not distinguish between high and low. It is meaningless to change the limit. Ah, you still have children from Zhengxin Academy to teach."

Lin Cangming was pinched by him, and secretly glared at him sharply, Ji Ya quickly let go and turned his head to apologize.

Zhang Boyun was a little confused, he murmured: "Zhengxin Academy... If the old man can't save him, who else can he teach to be righteous?"

Ji Ya didn't intend to really let the prisoner die, he also planned to ask questions, if Zhang Boyun didn't save him, he would save him, but Zhang Boyun made up his mind, raised his left hand and hung it behind the prisoner's back, and his spiritual power continued to flow When crossing to the prisoner, all the cultivation bases used to suppress the internal injuries were untied, and the house was like a spring breeze, bringing vigorous vitality, but he had no way out.

The lines on the prisoner's back suddenly retracted towards the wound, Zhang Boyun's figure flickered, his face was like gold paper in an instant, but there was a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's do it." Lin Cangming said to Ji Ya in a low voice, they had already confirmed Zhang Boyun's sincerity, so there was no need to try again.

Ji Ya directly interrupted Zhang Boxun's gathered spiritual power with a palm behind his back, at the same time gave him a wound medicine, and fed the detoxification pill into the mouth of the prisoner.

Zhang Boyun coughed and showed shock and confusion, Lin Cangming threw a soundproof talisman towards the door, and asked straight to the point: "We have a few questions for you. Do you remember Zhang Ermao?"

"Pfft...cough, this prisoner is fine." Ji Ya couldn't help laughing when he heard Lin Cangming's cold voice spit out Zhang Ermao, turned around and leaned against the bedpost, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Old master, we just Just ask someone."

"You know the identity of this old man." Zhang Boyun staggered and sat down after panting, the high-grade wound medicine relieved many of his injuries, "Who are you two? Since you know the details of this old man and came prepared, you don't mind reporting your family name Bar."

"Mind it, we are not good people, how could we reveal our identities." Ji Ya said with a smile.

The corner of Zhang Boyun's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"The key is...does the fairy dare to call himself a good man?" Ji Ya's eyes flashed brightly, and he smiled with ease.

"You ask what that child is doing, he is just a poor man." Zhang Boyun lowered his head, with a look of shame in his eyes, "After a hundred years, I'm afraid he would have turned into a pile of loess."

"If you really think so, then why don't you dare to say it, it won't affect the dead." Ji Ya said leisurely.

Zhang Boyun clenched his left hand and remained silent, as if he was stubbornly trying to protect something.

Lin Cangming directly pulled out the Wanyu blunderbuss and threw it away, pointing the gun at Zhang Boyun: "I'm impatient, if I don't get the answer I want, your wound medicine will only be wasted."

There was no fear on Zhang Boyun's benevolent face, but he said calmly: "If you don't stop the old man, the old man has already died to save others, how can he be afraid of your threat."

Ji Ya tilted his head at Lin Cangming with an unexpected look, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture. Lin Cangming went over and put the Late Rain blunderbuss in his hand.

"Xiao Ming, don't just resort to violence when things happen. Violence is wrong." Ji Ya knocked on his leg holding the Wan Yu blunderbuss, and taught politely, "We have to be reasonable."

Lin Cangming: "..." Please start your performance.

Zhang Boyun looked at Ji Ya in surprise, and Ji Ya conveniently pressed the muzzle of the Wan Yu blunderbuss on the unconscious prisoner, and said nonchalantly, "You just came back two months ago, and the school was rebuilt as soon as you arrived in the village. There is Rongcheng Is it a permit issued? As far as I know, it takes at least three months to run a set of procedures to open an academy."

Zhang Boyun was taken aback when he heard the words, a little dazed and at a loss in the accident.

"It seems that you are operating without a license, Xianweng. I also looked at the house at the entrance of the village. It must not be safe and reasonable to renovate the empty house. I will give you another charge of dangerous business operation. As long as I report it to the Law Enforcement Hall, you are honest. The academy will have to be closed, and the little girl Zhang Qing will not be able to go to school in the future." Ji Ya shook his head regretfully, "Of course you see that although I have a firecracker in my hand, I don't intend to use it. The life of a live prisoner is threatening you, after all, I don't want to make the scene too rigid."

Lin Cangming's eyelids twitched when he heard that, Ji Ya's behavior was realistic and despicable, even the prisoner on the bed had to call the expert directly when he woke up.

Zhang Boyun's left hand was trembling. The reason why he opened Zhengxin Academy was to make up for his mistakes. Like tragedy can happen.

"The word "righteousness" is also the fairy's expectation, and I think it is very meaningful." Ji Ya said, "When the arrester wakes up, you can sell him a favor and ask him to clear it up with the Taixue Division, and do it as soon as possible. a proper warrant."

Zhang Boxun showed a little slump, and when he let go of his hand, he seemed to have aged a lot, and said in a hoarse voice: "It was me... We killed a good man."

He raised his left hand and let the sleeve fall down with great effort, only to see a dense white scar on the elbow.

Ji Ya frowned slightly, and Lin Cangming was also curious about what kind of deep hatred could make a child break someone's arm cruelly.