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

Ji Ya wondered if this was the speed of the Youming Pavilion when he was serious. Before he could admire it, Jin Sheng refuted it realistically.

"It's impossible in one hour." Jin Sheng frowned slightly, "Neither divination nor witch sacrifice is omnipotent. The subordinates don't know Yi Guxing well. If the puppet master is not himself, then the subordinates have never even met him. How to find out the location? .”

"What do you need?" Yun Zishu asked again.

"At least one thing that belongs to Yi Guxing himself." Jin Sheng made a condition.

Yun Jishu raised his legs and paced with a sullen face, thinking how long it would take to find the traces left by Yi Guxing.

Ji Ya looked around, the atmosphere of the meeting was solemn, he suddenly remembered something, and suggested: "Yi Guxing once stayed in Guangyu Village, according to the local villagers, he also left some magic weapons for the villagers to use, perhaps You can give it a try."

"Then what are you waiting for, go now." Yun sent the book to order, "Give me the mechanism map, and I will be responsible for holding the puppet master."

"Okay." Ji Ya handed the mechanism map to Yun Jishu. They didn't know when the puppet master was going to do it, and time was running out. Jin Sheng immediately went to prepare the teleportation formation, and Yun Jishu summoned people to study the mechanism map, and sent a message Zuo wants to negotiate with the puppet master.

On the first night when Lin Cangming was captured, countless secret plans had been laid out in an orderly manner. He himself sat quietly in a fairly tidy room, the only quiet party involved in this life-gambling adventure.

Yan Yucheng left him the time to visit again on the table, and it was almost done after calculation.

He couldn't tell what Yan Yucheng was planning, but it didn't hurt to listen to his thoughts.

As soon as midnight arrived, the door rang twice.

"Now I'm a prisoner, come in if you want, why knock on the door?" Lin Cangming responded lightly.

The door was pushed open without a sound, and Yan Yucheng walked in with a tea tray lightly, and closed it behind his back.

"Mr. Lin is a prisoner, so why not?" Yan Yucheng showed a wry smile, and apologized, "I offended Mr. Lin a lot earlier, and I hope Mr. Lin will forgive me."

"Don't dare." Lin Cangming smiled faintly, "The Patriarch can just speak up, after all, you seem to be quite prosperous on the surface, and I don't want to hurt you."

Yan Yucheng put down the teapot and cups, poured a cup of hot tea, and sighed: "The last time I contacted Mr. Ji, I asked you to remember to save me. Why did you come in by yourself? The puppet master wants to drain your blood. He is bound to win the remembrance, and it is impossible to let you go."

"I'm too busy to take care of myself now, what's the purpose of Patriarch coming to see me?" Lin Cangming asked directly.

"The Nether Pavilion sent a messenger, and the main pavilion negotiated a deal with the puppet master." Yan Yucheng sent him information, "But as far as I know, the pavilion master is not a threatened character. You can hide your identity and become the young master of the Nether Pavilion. If you don’t get caught recklessly, I think you guys are probably trying to hide behind the plank road.”

Lin Cangming was noncommittal, and did not admit that he came here on a whim. He looked calm and premeditated, and raised his teacup to signal him to continue.

"I have someone who can be released." Yan Yucheng sat down and whispered, "Do you need help?"

"Since you guessed that we have a plan, you should also know that this plan did not take you into consideration." Lin Cangming asked back unmoved, "Besides, how can I be sure that you didn't join the puppet master, but were ordered to spy on me? "

"The army of Youming Pavilion is overwhelming. Regardless of whether the puppet master is successful or not, the Zongsheng Pagoda can only be destroyed. I am neither an anagram master nor a puppet master's confidant. I think I understand the situation clearly and know how to stand in line." Yan Yucheng smiled helplessly and spoke sincerely. , "I don't have many chances to tell the truth, and I'm really not trustworthy, but at least I don't look like an idiot who put all his chips on the puppet master. It’s just a retreat.”

"Hmph, your ability to steer the rudder according to the wind is indeed not bad." Lin Cangming thought for a while, "Ji Ya seems to have a good impression of you."

Yan Yucheng froze and quickly refused: "It's nothing, what you said can easily be misunderstood."

"Heh, why are you nervous?" Lin Cangming untied the Qiankun bag at his waist and threw it on the table. The puppet master sealed his spiritual power, as if he was very confident in his technique, only took away the weapon and cloak, and returned the mask, jade slip and Qiankun bag. Keep it decently, "If he can trust you, then I will trust you too."

Yan Yu sincerely said that Ji Ya was a liar who did not know where the resonance came from, and he asked after deliberation: "You want me to send the Qiankun bag?"

"No, you erase the imprint of spiritual consciousness, and get something for me first." Lin Cangming ordered.

Yan Yucheng raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but confirm: "Just now you doubted me, now you're not afraid that I'll run away with the money?"

"You can escape if you want, but I will take back more than just the Qiankun bag in the end." Lin Cangming threatened meaningfully.

"It's just a joke." Yan Yucheng smiled warmly when he heard the words, and swiped his fingertips on the Qiankun bag. Without the master's control, the imprint of spiritual consciousness was directly erased, "What do you take?"

Lin Cangming closed his eyes and recalled the location: "On the first row from the dry word medicine cabinet, the seventh column from the left, the white bottle in the drawer, and the pen and paper on the table. I will write a letter."

Yan Yucheng's spiritual sense penetrated into the storage space, the space was full of cabinets, a bag of high-grade spirit stones and a few crystal cards were thrown on the table at random, he lamented that he was a rich family, silently found the place, and raised his hand to bring out the medicine bottle and The letter paper is on the table.

There should be some kind of liquid in the medicine bottle. Lin Cangming wrote a few simple sentences with a pen, folded it and put it in an envelope, and wrote Ji Ya's personal letter: "If your people can leave, let him show the envelope to the guards outside. The members of the Youming Pavilion, tell them to contact Ji Ya and give him the medicine... If it is really difficult, it doesn't matter if you can't deliver it."

"Okay." Yan Yucheng nodded and accepted, "Time is running out, is there any more?"

"If the puppet master wants to attack me, please remember to stay away from me." Lin Cangming raised the corner of his mouth to advise, without any nervousness, "Otherwise, you will be responsible for the accidental injury."

Yan Yucheng felt a murderous gaze through the mask, he didn't ask any more questions, got up and said: "Remember, I will finish the matter, and leave."

Lin Cangming tied the Qiankun bag back to his waist, and the tea was still steaming, he was stunned for a while, although he asked Yan Yucheng to deliver the medicine, he still hoped that Ji Ya would not come.

Youming Pavilion released news to negotiate, and Yun Jishu came to the scene in person. He wanted to exchange Lin Cangming for a complete Huan Niancao and never stepped into the hundred miles around the Zongsheng Pagoda. The next day, the puppet master finally replied.

Ji Ya and Jin Sheng finally arrived at Guangyu Village at nightfall, Jin Sheng did not delay sending and receiving messages along the way, the puppet master replied that three days later he would personally trade at the border of the Zongsheng Tower, Ji Ya watched suspiciously as Jin Sheng put away the cloud map, Asked: "Is there any recitation in Youming Pavilion?"

"Of course not." Jin Sheng said, "According to the records, it was forged with illusion, and it was a trick to lure the puppet master."

"If I were a puppet master, I would definitely build Lin Cangming's Yanjia overnight and bring it to trade." Ji Ya stood on the outskirts of Guangyu Village with his chin in his hand, identifying the direction in the night, "This transaction is nothing more than a delay that both parties know That's all."

Jin Sheng pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth and let out an inaudible tsk, as if annoyed by this detour: "Have you found the location?"

"Northwest, the villagers are all asleep at this time, just in time for business." Ji Ya pointed, the autumn harvest is not over yet, it is not difficult to find the locomotive that Yi Guxing left behind.

The golden rice field under the moonlight looked warm and quiet. Several bundles of rice were placed on the ground. Ji Ya sneezed as he went around, stood still and rubbed his nose. There were untouchable debris and rice in the air. Fragrance and sunshine.

"What's wrong?" Jin Sheng looked back at him.

"I think of Yanqiao and my land." Ji Ya sighed sadly, "I really want to try harvesting rice with the Lord."

Jin Sheng thought about it for a moment, and then praised with dignity: "Your Excellency is very elegant."

Ji Ya smiled and took all the photos, and squatted down to look at the neatly cut bundle of rice. There were a few ruts on the ground. He asked Jin Sheng to follow, and followed the ruts to find the locomotive that was standing still in the field.

Sharp blades and tight gears are faintly visible in the gaps deliberately left by large organs. The depressions embedded in the spar and the smooth grooves engraved on the shell form a majestic dragon, which shines brightly and vividly under the moonlight.

"Such a flamboyant bag, it's really not an ordinary mechanism." Ji Ya touched the cold-touch shell, but couldn't tell what material it was made of, and he didn't know how charitable Yi Guxing was to build this thing for villagers who couldn't afford it.

Jin Sheng stretched out his hand to press it, and Ji Ya saw him slowly closing his eyes, so he asked in a low voice, "Should I move away?"

"Just keep quiet." Jin Sheng answered him indifferently, slowly pressing down with his fingertips along the arc of the locomotive, knelt on the ground with one knee, pressed the ground with both hands, and said something silently.

Ji Ya carefully stood aside and waited, the ground shook slightly, kicking up some soil and broken leaves.

He took a step back, jumped up and stopped in mid-air, and heard a low and majestic roar echoing repeatedly in the wilderness, and almost people in the distance lit up their lights in shock.

"Found it." Jin Sheng opened his eyes and stood up, licking his sharp canine teeth.

"Brother Jin is really reliable." Ji Ya cupped his fists as a compliment, if he wasn't looking for the items left by Yi Guxing, it really wouldn't take an hour.

"Needless to say the facts, keep up." Jin Sheng clapped his hands, a brilliant golden light burst out from his eyes, and disappeared in place the next moment.

Ji Ya twisted his body lightly on his toes to catch up, and was about to unleash the Canghong Yujian at full speed, but found that Jin Sheng, who rushed out first, had stopped, standing in the forest outside Guangyu Village, staring thoughtfully. Overgrown ground.

"Yi Guxing is here." Jin Sheng squatted down slowly, with a little doubt in his tone.

"Dead?" Ji Ya suddenly understood, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, released a sword energy to flatten the rotten leaves of the grass, and felt a wave of spiritual power under the soft soil layer.

"I only got his position, I don't know whether to live or die." Jin Sheng got up and took two steps back, "Get out of the way."

Ji Ya walked to the side from the benevolence, Jin Sheng slowly raised his right hand, and took it fiercely, a shadow of sharp claws crashed on the ground, the spiritual power barrier shattered in response, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the ground had collapsed a deep hole. Pit, only a corner of the wood is exposed.

"It's a coffin..." Ji Ya jumped down, raised his sword and slashed at the coffin, the tip of the sword sank into the coffin and pried it hard, and lifted the coffin board with the soil directly.

Jin Sheng's sense of smell is very sensitive. The smell of spices after opening the coffin made him a little uncomfortable. He raised his sleeves and slapped him, and then jumped down, stepped on the edge of the coffin and squatted down steadily, looking at the peaceful and peaceful corpse in the coffin. : "There is a smell of blood, and he died of serious injuries."

The corpse wore a simple mask, and Ji Ya reached out to take it off. The face under the mask, which seemed to be falling asleep, was indeed Yi's unmistakable face. There was a scratch on his forehead. He was lying quietly in the simple coffin, and his white clothes were clean and flat. , with his hands folded on his abdomen, appearing regular and peaceful, but his chest no longer rises and falls, and his eyelashes no longer tremble slightly when people approach him.

Even if he lay intact, he was dead.

"It's a pity." Jin Sheng regretted in a low voice, since Yi Guxing was dead, there was no way to persuade him to deal with the current puppet master.

"That's not necessarily true." Ji Ya's face was gloomy. After a while, he snorted coldly, squatted down and raised his hand to loosen Yi Guxing's belt, and pulled the hem of his clothes away. There was still a bloody wound on the corpse's heart, a little lower There was also a bruised bruise. He looked at the back of the corpse, and it was indeed a penetrating wound. There were a few fingerprints on the back of the neck and right shoulder.

Jin Sheng was silent for a while, and subtly felt a little sympathy for this corpse who was also in the Mahayana period: "You remember to dress him well."

"I'm just experiencing the corpse, there's no other meaning." Ji Ya put down the corpse and tidied it up again, "I can probably guess that after the dispute about poisoning Lin Cangming, Yi Guxing met Yi Shuang three days later. The contradiction has finally reached the point of irreconcilability, but Yi Guxing has never set up defenses against Yi Shuang."

Ji Ya got up and walked around the edge of the coffin behind Jin Sheng, gesturing to use him as a model and said: "So he used the Yanjia to make a sneak attack, and pressed Yi Guxing on the fence of the volcano plank road. Let Yi Guxing smash his face on the ground, and put a mask on him when he was buried."

"What's the point?" Jin Sheng asked, he didn't think that Ji Ya planned to study calligraphy.

"He didn't dare to look at Yi Guxing's face." Ji Ya said in a deep voice, "He's running away, refusing to admit that the real Yi Guxing is dead."

"Forgive me for not being able to understand." Jin Sheng, who has always been a rationalist, said truthfully, "Let's just assume that's the case. What are you going to do?"

"Bring the coffin, doesn't Yi Shuang like to have self-deceiving dreams." Ji Ya brushed off his sleeves and sneered, "It's time for him to fall from one sweet dream to another nightmare."

Jin Sheng jumped back to the ground lightly, and couldn't help commenting: "You want to use the dead body, you are really despicable."

"It's all for the sake of the lord. I promise to use unscrupulous means is not a cruel word. If Yi Guxing cheats the corpse and scolds me, then I will definitely apologize sincerely." The space can barely fit a coffin, but it is a bit awkward to put the daily necessities and the coffin together, "Besides, it stands to reason that the high level of the evil faction said that I am despicable, which should be a compliment."

Jin Sheng: "...you say yes."

"Speaking of it, Brother Jin doesn't seem to be as angry and worried as the Pavilion Master, so why do you put in so much effort?" Ji Ya pinched a gust of cool wind to cover the soil back into the pit.

"Didn't the pavilion master say that he saved me, and I worked for him for so many reasons?" Jin Sheng said frankly.

"Brother Jin is really a transparent person." Ji Ya said sincerely, "If people in the world are so simple and pure, I don't have to dig graves now, and it would be great to go back and farm with the Lord."

Jin Sheng didn't bother to tell whether Ji Ya's feelings were true or false, and new news came from the jade slip. He checked it and said unexpectedly, "Someone is looking for you."

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