Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 160 Playing against the prefect of chess, the man of Kyoto

Lan Fu glanced at Niu Dali, then turned around.

He also knew that Zhang Yonglie must have reacted like this, otherwise he wouldn't be the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture.

Feng Ping was also worried at this moment. Although he had made all the preparations, that was just what he thought. Whether there would be a change, or whether Zhang Yonglie would give him a chance to speak, that was unknown.

As for the servant in charge of carrying the coffin, how could he not be afraid?
Terrible is fearful, and at this time, I can only keep up.

A group of people walked through the cold gate, and then stopped in the yard outside the court. After all, they couldn't go directly to the court with the coffin, right?
"You go out first." Feng Ping ordered, and then sent away his six servants.

Just as he was speaking, an extremely powerful coercion appeared instantly.

The six family servants collapsed to the ground before they could leave. Feng Ping endured the discomfort, desperately resisting Zhang Yonglie's strong breath, and slowly turned around.

"Master Zhifu, Niu Dali has uncovered the evil cultivator hidden in Shuntian Mansion." As the ninth layer of crystallization, Lan Fu's strength is not as good as Zhang Yonglie's, but the opponent's coercion has no obvious effect on him.

After finishing speaking, Feng Ping turned around.

He saw Zhang Zhifu's face, this was the fourth time he met him, and these four times became more serious and angry each time!
There is no way, Chen Yonglin will die first, then Qian Fang will die, and if he dies again, he will become a polished commander!

"The one in the coffin is the money side?" Zhang Yonglie's tone was cold, as if he was deliberately suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Exactly."

It was not Feng Ping who answered him, but Lan Fu.

At a time like this, he couldn't hide, and he couldn't hide, if he blindly let Niu Dali stand in front, he might be implicated too!
"Hmph! Is the money side an evil cultivator? Open it for me to see!"

With a wave of Zhang Yonglie's hand, a blade-like aura shot out from his body. The next moment, the coffin in the courtyard was blown to pieces, but the corpse inside was intact!
"He! You!"

Seeing Qian Fang's ghostly appearance, Zhang Yonglie was instantly furious!
"My lord, he was made by Fairy Zixia!"

Seeing that the other party was about to attack them, Feng Ping hurriedly shouted this sentence.

Only by letting him speak, the preparations he made before will be effective!

"Chen Boya?"

Sure enough, after Zhang Yonglie heard the name, he instantly calmed down.

"Exactly!"

Feng Ping took a few steps forward with difficulty, only three or four meters away from the other party, and then continued: "Fairy Zixia told me that he is an evil cultivator."

"Her? Who gave her the guts!"

Zhang Yonglie was extremely angry. When he first heard the news of Qian Fang's death, he only cared about invoking the teacher, but ignored who could easily kill the other party.

But now that Niu Dali said it, he realized the problem of the whole thing.

Obviously, no matter whether Qian Fang is an evil cultivator or not, she is provoking him by killing him first!

"Master Zhifu, Master Lan and I have no choice but to believe what she said."

"Hmph! Did she say it was an evil cultivator?"

"My lord..." Feng Ping called out, then stopped again, with an expression of hesitation.

"What I asked you to do, did you tell Chen Boya?"

Zhang Yonglie looked at Lan Fu coldly, and the other party who asked this question shuddered.

"My lord, I said it."

Feng Ping took the initiative to embrace him, he can't lie at this time!

"you?"

"My lord, why did Chen Boya know that Mr. Qian is an evil cultivator?" Feng Ping tried his best to appear calm. At this time, he could only save himself by talking more.

"You also think it's an evil cultivator?" Zhang Yonglie asked back.

Feng Ping didn't speak, but looked at Lan Fu.

Lan Fu cursed secretly in his heart, but at this time he was still riding a tiger, so he could only nod under the watchful eyes of the magistrate.

"Come on!"

Zhang Yonglie shouted loudly, and the next moment, Lin Qingshan, who had been guarding outside, walked in quickly.

"Master Zhifu! Your subordinates are here!"

Feng Ping glanced at the bodyguard on the other side, he was young, in his 20s.

His appearance is basically the same as Yu Shuang's description. If there is no accident, he is the eyeliner that the real gods will place next to Zhang Yonglie-Lin Qingshan!

If this is the case, then today's matter is basically safe, and then it will be a matter of adding oil and vinegar!

Lin Qingshan came to Zhang Yonglie's side, he didn't dare to look up at his face.

From last night to now, although he still performed his duties as a personal bodyguard, his heart was full of anger and fear.

He had been guarding outside the courtyard just now, so he could hear the movement inside clearly.

He also knew very well that the ceremonial official who was floating in the air, whose limbs were cut off and his head was exploded, leaving only his body intact was not an evil cultivator at all!

But last night the magistrate sent Yu Shuang to tell him to do that, he really couldn't figure out why!
"Go to the warden and bring those two evil cultivators here. I'd like to see if my court official is an evil cultivator!" Zhang Yonglie waved his hand and ordered.

"As ordered!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingshan stepped back quickly.

"Niu Dali?"

"Master Zhifu."

Feng Ping was a little surprised, wondering why Zhang Yonglie called him at this time?

Shouldn't we wait for those two evil cultivators to come over and "identify" the identity of the person who paid the money?

"Since you can tell Chen Boya, it seems that you know her very well, go! Help me find her too!"

"As ordered!"

Feng Ping replied directly without thinking too much.

He frowned slightly as he turned around.

The other party's reaction before was within his expectations, but now this one has exceeded his expectations!
But since Zhang Yonglie asked him to go, he had no choice but to do so!
As soon as Feng Ping left, Zhang Yonglie looked at the only living person other than him in the courtyard.

"My... my lord." Lan Fu felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say more.

"I remember that only you and Yan Dawu are in the crystallization state among the six rooms, right?" Zhang Yonglie said with an indifferent expression.

"Yes, it is."

Lan Fu's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely. How could the magistrate not know the realm of the six of them?

Asking this sentence at this time must mean something else!
"It has been more than half a year since I came to Shuntian Prefecture, Beilin Province from Kyoto to serve as the magistrate."

Zhang Yonglie suddenly seemed to be a different person, his eyes changed from angry to deep.

"My lord, you came to Shuntian Mansion in the early summer of last year."

"Will the six of you be there then?"

"Yes."

Lan Fu didn't dare to say too much, he was afraid of making too many mistakes!
"Where was your last magistrate, do you remember?" Zhang Yonglie asked again.

"My lord, Beilin Province."

"Let me ask you, in the borderland of Shuntian Prefecture, has there ever been a magistrate from Kyoto besides me?"

Lan Fu recalled for a while, then shook his head, "Sir, all these years, as far as I know, whether it is Shuntian Mansion, Chengtian Mansion, or Yingtian Mansion, the prefects of these three prefectures are all from Beilin Province. You seem to be the first .”

"Hehe, do you think I was demoted here?"

(End of this chapter)