Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 54
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone bowed their heads under the dragon's anger, Liang Yuming threw something at Fan Baocai.

Liang Yuming left immediately, Wu Xu frowned slightly, and whispered: "Twice."

The voice was very low, but Xu Zhiqiong could hear clearly, Wu Xu said "twice", which should mean that Liang Yuming used the power of dragon's anger twice.

What's so special about this?
Is there a limit to the number of times Dragon's Fury?
Qu Jinshan put away the puppet and asked Xu Zhiqiong to take Fan Baocai away.

Xu Zhiqiong was about to step forward, but was stopped by Wu Xu.

"Don't move, it smells wrong!"

Wu Xu raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed a murderous look, and he pulled Xu Zhiqiong behind him.

Qu Jinshan also noticed the abnormality, rubbed the jade tablet, and released the yin-yang puppet.

Fan Baocai knelt on the ground with a dull expression, scanning the crowd.

He fixed his gaze on Zhou Kairong, who scolded him angrily: "You committed a crime, and you bear it yourself, but why do you still look at me?"

Fan Baocai turned his face slowly, and looked at Wu Xu again, with no trace of fear on his numb face.

What is this guy going to do?
Thinking about it?dead?Looking for Wu Xu desperately?

Xu Zhiqiong's heart trembled, what did Liang Yuming bounce on him just now?Have you pretended to be brave?
While thinking about it, Fan Baocai's eyebrows bulged into a bump, which was like a grain of rice at first, but turned into the size of a soybean in a blink of an eye.

The soybean-sized bump suddenly moved, sliding from the corner of the eye to the cheekbone, and then from the cheekbone to the cheek.

It's not a bag!

Something was wriggling in Fan Baocai's body!

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked, only to hear Qu Jinshan shouting from the side: "Back up, back up again!"

Fan Baocai's condition became more and more abnormal. He sat in the middle of the yard with his face facing the sky, and his neck began to shake in circles.

Everyone didn't know what Fan Baocai was going crazy, including Zhou Kairong, who didn't know what Fan Baocai wanted to do.

But Zhou Kairong sensed a glimmer of opportunity.

If Fan Baocai resists arrest, Wu Xu can execute him on the spot.

If Wu Xu doesn't want to kill him, Zhou Kairong can do it for Wu Xu.

This is not only out of the friendship of colleagues, but also out of the duty of being an official, no one can find a flaw.

Xu Zhiqiong kept staring at Fan Baocai, his observation ability was sharper than others, and he noticed some changes in Fan Baocai's body.

The neck is getting thicker, the head is getting smaller, and the body is getting rounder.

His movements have also become weirder, his neck is shaking round after round, the speed is very even, and there is no sense of joint stuttering at all.

Looking at him, Xu Zhiqiong quickly thought of a creature, the silkworm chrysalis.

Fan Baocai, like a silkworm chrysalis, was wriggling slowly under the moonlight.

He suddenly lay on the ground and crawled up to Zhou Kairong.

Zhou Kairong also felt weird, but he couldn't care less, as long as Fan Baocai died, all the crimes could be blamed on him, now is the best opportunity to kill people and silence them.

"Evil servant, how dare you resist arrest! How dare you be so rampant in front of me!"

Zhou Kairong used etiquette skills and used his status as master and servant to force Fan Baocai to accept his control.

Seeing that Fan Baocai lay motionless in front of him, Zhou Kairong drew out his long sword and slashed at Fan Baocai's head.

This blow should have chopped off the neck, but Fan Baocai's neck was too thick, and Zhou Kairong couldn't find the right position.

It doesn't matter, cutting off half of his head can also kill him.

The blade landed on Fan Baocai's face and sank into it deeply. Zhou Kairong felt that the hand felt wrong.

This is not the feeling of cutting the flesh, but like hitting the tendon with an iron rod. The tendon is not broken, but the long sword is about to bounce back.

As expected, the long sword was bounced back, leaving no scar on Fan Baocai's face.

Zhou Kairong was stunned, Fan Baocai had followed him for more than ten years, he always thought that Fan Baocai was just a loyal and alert servant, but he never thought that he had such a strange cultivation.

Zhou Kairong didn't dare to be careless, and used the Confucian's seventh-grade skill, Huai Ren.

The essence of this skill is to inspire the benevolence and righteousness of the opponent, so that the opponent will voluntarily give up violence.

It is another very shameless skill. Simply put, it is to make the opponent put down their weapons, give up resistance, and allow themselves to be slaughtered. The lower the opponent's cultivation level, the longer the control time.

Seeing Fan Baocai laying motionless on the ground, Zhou Kairong thought he had hit a skill, and quickly poured awe-inspiring aura into the long sword.

With the bonus of awe-inspiring aura, even if Fan Bao has copper skin and iron bones, he can't resist this sword.

"Evil slave! You secretly cultivated sorcery, attacked and killed Denglang, and now you resist arrest. Heaven will not tolerate it. Since I am your master, now I shall..."

Originally, Confucianism was slow to move, Zhou Kairong forced him for a long time in order to shirk his guilt.

Before he could raise the long sword, Fan Baocai curled up, bounced off the ground, and hit Zhou Kairong.

The impact was so powerful that it broke Zhou Kairong's two ribs, and Zhou Kairong, a sixth-grade Confucianist, fell to the ground on the spot.

Fan Baocai threw himself in front of Zhou Kairong, spitting out a piece of white silk thread from his mouth.

The Confucianism is weak and the speed is not fast, Zhou Kairong has no way to fight back, and also can't dodge, if this ball of silk thread falls on Zhou Kairong's face, Zhou Kairong will definitely die.

At a critical moment, Wu Xu rescued him and pulled him out of Fan Baocai by his collar.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm frightened. Your nursing home is amazing, and this servant is even better!" Wu Xu carried Zhou Kairong, avoiding the silk thread that Fan Baocai spat out.

Zhou Kairong shook his head and said: "This evil slave has followed me for more than ten years, I really didn't know he has cultivation."

Before the words were finished, Fan Baocai rolled and squirmed, and rushed over again. Wu Xu carried Zhou Kairong, jumped, and dodged again.

"Zhou Langzhong, you have been raising Gu for so many years, but you never let outsiders know about it?"

"What raises Gu? I am a Confucian, and Confucians are most afraid of Gu techniques. How can I raise Gu?" Zhou Kairong looked at Wu Xu in surprise.

"You are still pretending to be confused, but you didn't say that he has followed you for more than ten years? You can't make Gu, but you can find someone to do it for you!"

"He has followed me for more than ten years, but I don't know him..."

"You don't recognize it, do you?" Wu Xu smiled ferociously, "Then confront him face to face."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xu threw Zhou Kairong in front of Fan Baocai.

Fan Baocai wriggled his body and rushed towards Zhou Kairong. Zhou Kairong dodged in embarrassment, and shouted at the officials of the official department: "All colleagues, follow me to kill this evil servant!"

Wu Xu said with a smile: "Gu art can defeat Confucian art, it depends on your cultivation, how can you kill him?"

The officials Zhou Kairong invited were all Confucian practitioners, most of whom were of the ninth rank, and there were also one of the eighth rank and one of the seventh rank.

Confucian Ninth Grade Skills follow etiquette and force the other party to follow etiquette, but Fan Baocai has no concept of etiquette at all.

Confucian eight-level skill, innocent, can get rid of all evil thoughts in the mind, and concentrate on defending the enemy. This move is also effective against the Yin Yang family. It can be used to break the formation. Fan Bao in front of him will not set up the formation, and he will be tough all the way.

Needless to say, the Confucian seventh-grade skills, Huai Ren, Fan Baocai has no concept of benevolence and righteousness.

The only useful skill is the sixth-grade skill Grand Virtue, and the activation speed is too slow.

Zhou Kairong of the sixth rank was in such a mess, how could the rest of the officials dare to die.

The crowd retreated farther and farther away, Zhou Kairong dodged, his steps were messy, and he was thrown down by Fan Baocai.

White silk came out of Fan Baocai's mouth again, and the bitter smell hit his face.

At the moment of life and death, Zhou Kairong didn't care about his face, and shouted loudly: "Qianhu save me!"

Wu Xu kicked Fan Baocai away, grabbed Zhou Kairong and said, "Isn't this a Gu raised by you?"

Zhou Kairong gasped and said, "I will never lie to you."

"Why did you hurt me tonight?"

"This is all done by the evil servant, and I don't know about it next time..."

"You really don't repent!" Wu Xu threw Zhou Kairong to Fan Baocai's side again. Fan Baocai's body swelled and became more rounded, and he had completely turned into a worm.

He wrapped up Zhou Kairong and wanted to spin silk again, Zhou Kairong wailed: "I admit it, I admit it!"

Wu Xu took Zhou Kairong out, kicked Fan Baocai away, and asked, "What do you recognize?"

Zhou Kairong hesitated to speak, Wu Xu sent him to Fan Baocai again, this time Zhou Kairong did not dare to delay any longer.

"Qianhu, my nephew was killed, and I hold a grudge, so I ordered my servant Fan Baocai to kill your subordinate Denglang tonight!"

Wu Xu said: "Really admit it?"

"I admit it, I admit it!"

"Ask your subordinates to copy the confession!"

Zhou Kairong shouted: "My colleagues, help me copy a confession!"

Everyone in the official department looked at each other in blank dismay, shirking that there was no pen and paper, and no one was willing to transcribe the confession.

If this is transcribed, there will be many future troubles in the future.

Qu Jinshan brought a pen and paper and was about to take it out when Fan Baocai rushed over.

The speed of the Yin Yang School was not much faster than that of the Confucian School, and the old Deng Shou had no time to dodge, and was sprayed with worms by Fan Baocai.

Old Dengshou collapsed to the ground in an instant, his originally rosy skin turned black and blue.

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked, and was about to step forward to rescue him, when he suddenly saw Qu Jinshan appearing beside him, blocking him behind him.

At the moment Fan Baocai was spinning his silk, Qu Jinshan used yin and yang techniques to switch places between himself and the puppet, and it was the puppet that fell after being poisoned.

Looking at the blue and black puppet, Qu Jinshan sighed: "I don't know when it will be fixed, everyone, ask someone to come out and record the confession, and look at the crazy Gu, if you delay, none of you will be able to get away. "

An official from the official department, who was originally a disciple of Zhou Kairong, wrote a confession for Zhou Kairong because of the relationship between teachers and students.

Wu Xu asked the official to write down his name, and asked Zhou Kairong to write his name and press his palm print. Zhou Kairong closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and obeyed.

Wu Xu asked Qu Jinshan to collect the confession, left Zhou Kairong aside, and came to Fan Baocai alone.

At this time, Fan Baocai's face was completely changed, his nose and ears were gone, his lips were covered with thick nails, his eyes were swollen, there were no eyeballs and whites, but it looked like two glass beads were stuffed into the eye sockets.

He was beaten by Wu Xu several times, but he was completely fearless and rushed towards Wu Xu again.

Wu Xu stood calmly, and did not put his hand on the handle until the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet.

No one saw the knife out of its sheath, and no one saw the knife back into its sheath, only a sound of wind was heard.

Wu Xu was still standing where he was, Fan Baocai passed by him and fell behind him, broken in two.

Wu Xu killed him, and it is useless not to keep him. This man has completely lost his mind and is almost indistinguishable from a bug. It is impossible to provide Wu Xu with any valuable information.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at Wu Xu.

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward with a lantern, serving Qianhu pretending to be aggressive.

Forced style, need to be set off by lights.

The tall figure makes everyone fearful and admirable. Wu Xu is a cultivator of killing Taoism at the fifth rank, and Zhou Kairong is a cultivator of Confucianism at the sixth rank. Why is there such a big gap between the two?
Is it the advantage of rank or the system advantage of Killing Dao?

The two parts of the body were still wriggling, Qu Jinshan grabbed a handful of medicinal powder from his pocket and sprinkled it on the lower half of the body, the lower half of the body gradually turned into pus and blood.

Qu Jinshan took out some medicinal powder and was about to sprinkle half of it on. Xu Zhiqiong walked over and said with a naive smile, "Can I try it?"

Qu Jinshan looked cautious: "Don't dare to mess around, he is poisonous!"

Wu Xu said: "Let him try it, just be careful."

Qu Jinshan gave Xu Zhiqiong a pair of leather gloves, and after putting on the gloves, he gave him some medicinal powder.

"Sprinkle carefully, stay away from his head, and watch out for his silk."

According to Qu Jinshan's instructions, Xu Zhiqiong carefully sprinkled the powder until the upper half of his body melted clean. While Qu Jinshan was not paying attention, Xu Zhiqiong quietly picked up Fan Baocai's horn and hid it in the hidden pocket of his trousers inside.

People are considered to be killed by me, and the karma is also taken by me!
Qu Jinshan carefully picked up a fat worm in the pus and blood, put it in a porcelain bottle, and wrapped it with talisman paper.

Despondent Zhou Kairong came before Wu Xu, since I have pleaded guilty, I will go to the Yamen with you and let you handle it.

Wu Xu was silent for a long time, and smiled at Zhou Kairong: "Your nephew just died, and I missed you for a while and got angry. I will forgive you this time, but you have to promise me one thing."

Zhou Kairong raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly: "Qianhu, please tell me."

Wu Xu said: "I want you to leave the capital within three days and never come back!"

……

Xu Zhiqiong didn't quite understand Wu Xu's operation, and on the way back to the Yamen, he asked in a low voice: "Qianhu, why don't you cut the weeds and root them out?"

"Anyway, it's just a grass, so what can I do except the root?" Wu Xu smiled contemptuously, "If I really caught Zhou Kairong, I don't know how long I'll have to deal with the officials. The young man, pretending to be smart, wants to trap me, really. Thought I would be fooled by him!"

Young man?
Could it be Liang Yuming?
(End of this chapter)