Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 121 Suspected ghost?Yunlong was furious!
Lan Fu stood by the table, looking at the green-haired Niu Dali with piercing eyes, with an indescribable expression on his face.

He waited for a long while, and seeing that the big shopkeeper of Niu's Commercial Company stopped talking, he sat back in the Taishi chair again.

"You said, before you came back, Yu Shuang knew you were not dead?"

He didn't want to get too entangled in this issue. After all, what the other party said was very reasonable. Not only was he not in any danger, but he could even be said to have taken advantage of it.

"Correct."

"Is your butler reliable?"

Feng Ping was a little surprised, why did the other party ask this question?

"Nature is reliable."

"Then why did Yu Shuang know about this?" Lan Fu's expression was a little serious. If the steward of the Niu Mansion didn't reveal it to the public, it could only be monks like them!
"My lord, is it possible that there is an inner ghost?"

How did Feng Ping know?

But he wouldn't tell the military official in front of him what Yu Shuang said to Zhang Mazi.

Some key information, the more you don't say it, the easier it is to cause suspicion.

When Feng Ping left Dengxian Pavilion, what he said to Chen Boya; before he found out the details of Yu Shuang, he sent her to Lan Fu, with the purpose of disturbing the water in Shuntian Mansion.

That way, he can fish in troubled waters better!
Now, there is a new reason, let them guess whether it is true or not.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with Niu Dali.

It has nothing to do with Feng Ping!
"Inner ghost?"

Lan Fu chanted these two words, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, without saying hello to Niu Dali, he was about to go out!

"My lord, what are you doing?" Feng Ping asked in feigned surprise.

"Some things, don't ask!"

Lan Fu didn't want to explain to the other party.

He, Niu Dali, is not qualified to know anything about monks and Shuntian Mansion!

Seeing that the other party opened the door and wanted to leave, Feng Ping hurriedly reminded him again: "My lord, if it's true, you have to be careful!"

Lan Fu had already stepped out of the door with one foot, but when he heard this, he stopped again.

He turned around, looked at Niu Dali thoughtfully, then nodded, and said, "Thank you for reminding me!"

That's right!

If there is really an inner ghost, then Yu Shuang will definitely not let it go when he escapes this time!
He must be on guard against this!

Lan Fu stepped out of the door, stepped lightly, and he was out of Niu Mansion!

However, his direction was not the military room, nor his home, but straight to the Yamen of the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture!
Seeing the other party leave, Feng Ping took two steps towards the door. When the outdoor sunlight hit him directly, the sea of ​​energy in his body suddenly surged.

Then, there was a familiar voice.

[Host danger detected. 】

【Simulation stopped...】

[Self-test starts...]

After a while...

[Self-inspection completed. 】

[The negative effect has been exempted. 】

Feng Ping just stood outside, letting the sun shine on him, but he didn't see anything unusual.

After a long time, he left the empty courtyard, returned to the house again, and sat alone on the chair just now.

"It seems that I was really fooled."

Feng Ping never expected that Lan Fu would have such a big reaction to his casual sentence.

This shows that there are nine out of ten possibilities for the existence of inner ghosts!
And who would join the ranks of monks?
Will you take the initiative to approach yourself again?

The answer is self-evident, ready to come out!
Evil repair!

"It seems that the monks are not monolithic!"

Feng Ping was very satisfied with this.

The surprise change on the first day of the new year can be said to have left a very deep impression on him.

The courage of the two evil cultivators who would rather die than warn the world "don't cultivate immortality" is admirable.

However, what about the means?
If Daoist Chi Lian hadn't acted at the beginning, I'm afraid that including him, all the quasi monks who had awakened their spiritual roots and could cultivate immortals would have died at the hands of those two!

That being the case, there is no essential difference between them and those bugs.

Besides, Feng Ping only wanted to survive and become stronger. As for whether the other party was a cultivator or a cultivator, what did it matter to him?
Anyone who stands in his way will die!
"Hey, I'm destined to not be able to practice properly tonight."

Feng Ping sighed and went back to the back room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, ready to enter the moon swallowing space, had a good chat with Gongsun Hui, and understood the grievances and grievances between the evil cultivators and the monks!

……

On Longcang Mountain, in Mingle Palace.

Next to the Biyou Lake in the back mountain, there is a row of painted pillars and carved beams, and a courtyard of rich gates. In front of the gate is the Biyou Lake, and there are more than ten acres of spiritual fields.

At this time, Tian Zhong's spiritual material had grown up, emitting bursts of medicinal fragrance from time to time.

This place is the residence of Immortal Yunlong, one of the six spiritual elders in Mingle Palace.

This real Yunlong is also the biggest profiter of Shuntian Prefecture's tobacco business!In other words, he is the former boss of Zhao Laosan and now Niu Dali.

As one of the six elders of Mingle Palace, he is the only one who can neither make weapons nor alchemy, and can't even draw talismans!
Without these incomes, Master Yunlong would have a lot of difficulties in practicing cultivation.

That's why, with the permission of Zhenren Zhangjiao, he managed the other two elders of the fairy sect, and took charge of the tobacco business in Shuntian Mansion by himself.

It can be said that the reason why Daoist Yunlong can continue to improve over the years has a lot to do with the continuous supply of silver from the Zhao family!
At this time, in the single courtyard.

A real person with a face like a blue beast, a body like insect feathers, and two arms that have been turned into eight bone blades knelt in front of the door.

Inside the house, the voice of Master Yunlong came:
"Boundless!"

"The disciple is here!"

Master Wujie is the third disciple of Master Yunlong.

He has a total of seven Jindan realms, four real people, and three fairies.These people practiced in the Mingle Palace on weekdays and rarely intervened in secular affairs.

After all, practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

"Have you ever heard about my two named disciples?"

Reverend Yunlong's words sound very light, like a casual chatter, but even the Reverend Wujie who is at the Golden Core Realm dare not neglect him at this moment!

"Master, I heard!"

"There is Wu Yongfeng in the front and Sun Wenlong in the back. It seems that Shuntian Mansion is not peaceful."

Master Yunlong had something to say, but Wei Wujie didn't dare to answer his words, after all, it was related to Master's progress!

"This time I'm going to let my registered disciple Wu Yuxia go to the current Niu's firm. You go with him and hide in the dark. I want to see who is targeting my business that doesn't make much money! "

"As ordered!"

Real Wujie's hanging heart was relieved.

Since this is the case, then he doesn't have to worry, he is afraid that the master will become angry and blame him again!

"Hehehe..."

There were bursts of eerie smiles in the room.

"Is this looking down on me, Yunlong, and our Mingle Palace?"

Outside the house, Wei Wujie's heart suddenly stopped.

In the next moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the clear sky and ice and snow suddenly fell!
On this day, on Longcang Mountain, it was snowing in April!
(End of this chapter)