Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 155 Get rid of Lan Fu, follow-up to the murder

"Wujie real person?" Lan Fu's eyes appeared in Lan Fu's eyes, that Jindan real person with a green beast face and thin feather body.

At the beginning when this person appeared in the mansion, he was a little puzzled, but now he doesn't know why, why is he still staying in Shuntian mansion?

"That's right." Feng Ping nodded with a very serious expression.

"What does this have to do with you telling Chen Boya about this?"

Lan Fu is not stupid, it's not that the other party just pulls out a Jindan real person, and he will easily believe it.

Although the appearance of Wujie Zhenren did exceed his expectations, it does not mean that Niu Dali will be able to tell others about the discovery of evil cultivators!

"My lord, have you ever thought about the reason Wujie Daoist stayed in Shuntian Mansion?"

Feng Ping began to guide the other party little by little, letting Lan Fu think of the answer he wanted to say.

"The reason?" Lan Fu sneered, the long sword in his hand was still pressed against Niu Dali's throat, "Who doesn't know about the mess in your firm? It must have been sent by Master Yunlong!"

"Yes! Just as you guessed! Therefore, in order to protect myself, I ask for the assistance of the Dengxiang Pavilion. If it cannot be completed..." Feng Ping said this, and the subject changed, "The disciple admits that this should not be done. Tell Chen Boya the matter, but if you don't tell me, how should I deal with myself?"

"Hmph, I care whether you live or die?" Lan Fu's expression was indifferent, the tip of the sword had reached Niu Dali's throat, and a little dark green blood was stabbed out.

"If you don't tell Chen Boya, how can the disciple try to find out the evil cultivator under the supervision of the real Wujie? As for Chen Boya being so crazy, the disciple did not expect it."

Feng Ping turned his head and let the sword edge across his neck. He glanced at the side of the money in the urn, and continued: "However, the matter has come to this, we can only kill him, and then insist that he is an evil cultivator!"

On the side of the money in the big urn, the only remaining head was constantly twisting, as if protesting, refuting, and resisting what Niu Dali said. However, how could his ghostly appearance express any information?

"You mean that you want me to support the deacon Deng Xiange in front of Mr. Zhang? Huh?"

With the last word "um", the sword in Lan Fu's hand pierced another three points!

"That's right, this is our only way to save ourselves, no! It should be said to be a chance to gamble!" Feng Ping was not afraid at all, even though he was being pointed at with a sword, he still pressed on every step of the way.

Now has come to the most critical time, all the previous words are foreshadowing, the most important thing is to let Lan Fu accept this point of view, only by accepting this point of view, can Chen Boya's move be broken!

"What are you gambling?"

"Bet he is an evil cultivator!"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Fang frantically shook his head, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness!
"Why?"

"No reason, I bet on another thing!"

"Huh?" Lan Fu clenched the long sword in his hand, frowning into the word Chuan.

"Second, bet that Chen Boya dare not confront Zhang Yonglie head-on! Therefore, she will not dare to humiliate and abuse a pawn without evidence!"

Feng Ping's last words made Lan Fu fall into deep thought.

That's right, how dare Chen Boya?
"My lord, you think, she is also betting! If we don't kill him, he is an evil cultivator, and instead send the living money to the prefect, what will happen?"

"What will happen?"

At this moment, Lan Fu was completely following Feng Ping's train of thought.

"As you said, no matter whether Mrs. Qian is an evil cultivator or not, we didn't do it after all. The death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped! If Mr. Qian is not an evil cultivator, what about Chen Boya? What will happen to her? "

"Bear the anger?"

"That's right!"

Lan Fu thought about what Niu Dali said, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed to be.

Chen Boya absolutely did not dare to treat a pawn like this without definite evidence, so if he said that as long as Qian Fang was killed, he would be an evil cultivator. Although Zhang Yonglie would be dissatisfied, he would not do anything to them!
Gradually, Lan Fu put down the long sword in his hand, but still said hesitantly: "But if he is not..."

Click!

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ping's sharp claws directly pierced Qian Fang's head.

If the opponent was intact, he would never be able to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator so easily, but now he is alone, and it is difficult to save his life, so what about aura?
"You!" Lan Fu stared at Niu Dali with wide eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop, he didn't expect the other party to be so bold!
Feng Ping's sharp claws kept stirring in Qianbian's head, and soon, a cold electronic notification sound came from his ear.

[Detected Esther eggs in the incubation period. 】

[The mimetic system starts. 】

[The genes and traits of the Esthers are being simulated...]

【Data already exists】

He let go of his hand, squatted down, wiped his claws covered with blood red and milky white sticky substance on Zhang Quan's clothes, and then stood up.

Lan Fu watched helplessly as the other party made these small gestures in front of him, for a moment he didn't know how to speak or what to say!

"My lord, I will take this evil cultivator back. Tomorrow, please come with me to the magistrate's yamen to receive the reward!"

After finishing speaking, in front of the military official, he alone picked up the big urn on the ground and walked out of the mansion.

There is a huge gap between Lan Fu and Niu Dali's identities, but from this moment on, it will be difficult for him to put on airs as a pawn in front of Niu Dali!
……

Lin Qingshan watched the familiar figure disappear in front of him in a wisp of smoke.

He clenched his fist tightly, his nails pierced into his palm, and bright red blood flowed out.

The night was just right, he opened the door and rushed towards the direction of the warden.

In less than half a stick of incense, the magistrate's personal bodyguard arrived at the warden in the west of the city.

The warden Kong Chubo is on duty today, although it is late, but it is not yet midnight, he is not sleepy.

Suddenly seeing a person coming from the sky, he immediately straightened his back, waiting for the person to come.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, he felt a chill in his heart, and said respectfully, "I pay my respects to Mr. Lin."

"Take me to meet your warden!"

"As ordered!"

……

a day ago.

Ye Dan knelt on the ground, half of his body was stripped of skin, and the blood was dripping continuously along with the pulp.

There is a real person sitting opposite her...

Only half of the face of this person still retains human traces, and the rest of the body is covered with mucus and sharp claws.

Beside him, two other monks who also gave birth to the Dharma of Heaven and Earth stood aside respectfully, without saying a word.

"Qingtong is dead?"

"Yes, it is."

Ye Dan had only half his life left at this time, and he could only live with a breath of spiritual energy even when he was speaking.

"Who! Who killed it!"

"Brother... no... I don't know..."

Ye Dan was in great pain at this time, she couldn't say a complete sentence at all!
At this time, the real person standing aside said:

"Patriarch, Money Feather Demon refuses to disclose the identity of that person, but according to others, it should be related to that person named Li Hui in Xuanlongfang City."

(End of this chapter)