After becoming a female devil, I cultivated immortality in prison

"I said it wasn't me, do you believe me?" Qin Manjing looked away from Huineng's corpse, swept her eyes across the crowd, and said slowly.

Bukong looked at her coldly, "You really are pretending to be crazy."

Qin Guogong's eyes widened, his face turned red, he pointed at Qin Manjing and said, "Did you do it on purpose before?"

Qin Manjing followed the voice and looked at him. Duke Qin wanted to say something more, but was choked up by her gaze.

He thought of the bright red all over the ground outside the Lanpu Courtyard, and the blood seeping into the soil...

The bloody smell that filled the sky almost enveloped Lanpu Courtyard.

Realizing this, he didn't even dare to speak again.

Qin Manjing ignored their words, but began to think secretly.

Naturally, Huineng's death couldn't have been done by her, so there must be someone else who did all of this.

And the corpses that inexplicably appeared in her room, the overwhelming bloodstains, and Bukong and others who came one after another were bound to convict her of this crime.

To be able to kill Huineng who was in the mid-stage of Qi training, this person must have a higher cultivation than her.

Qin Manjing coldly glanced at the crowd in front of her.

Bukong, Qin Guogong, Wang Peiqin, servants of the Qin family...

Who is that person, and is he here?
Seeing that she stopped talking, Bukong asked again: "How did you kill Huineng?"

"What's your secret?"

He secretly sized up Qin Manjing with a pair of sharp eyes, like a hawk's gaze seemed to see through her and dig out all the secrets in her body.

The expression on Qin Manjing's face paused, and then returned to normal after a while, "Are you saying that a lunatic like me can have secrets?"

Bukong seemed to have expected her attitude towards her, but he had already decided that there was some secret hidden in Qin Manjing that he didn't know.

He cannot tolerate the development of things beyond his expectation and control.

"Of course you won't admit it, so the poor monk had no choice but to find someone to search for it."

Bukong commanded the servant who had just searched, "Go and search her house again, any strange things must be shown to me."

The attendants who had just searched frowned, they covered their noses, and entered the room suppressing their discomfort.

Bloodstains on the ground and walls slowed down their search, but then the sound of rummaging rang through the house.

There was nothing in the room in Lanpuyuan, and she hid the things that shouldn't appear in front of everyone in the system space, so she didn't need to search for so long.

Hearing the sound of this group of people rummaging through boxes and boxes, Qin Manjing was still a little uneasy.

"Master Bukong, we found these things." A servant came out holding the things in his hands.

Qin Manjing watched them holding a box she had never seen before, but she felt that it was so.

That person could make Huineng's corpse appear in the house without anyone noticing, and naturally he could also hide a small box.

Or, there was something wrong with the servants who searched, and they could have put the box in by taking advantage of the chaos.

A mess of thoughts made her take a deep breath.

Bukong opened the box, the faint light made him frown, Qin Guogong and Wang Peiqin watched behind him.

"Master, why is there a stone that glows? Is this the night pearl?" Wang Peiqin asked curiously behind him.

Qin Guogong looked away from Qin Manjing's face, looked at the people beside him, and immediately refuted Wang Peiqin, "How could this be Ye Mingzhu, don't talk too much!"

Wang Peiqin glanced at him, the corners of her lips drooping, as if she wanted to say something and then forcibly held back.

They didn't see that Bukong's expression changed and changed, and finally his expression became serious.

He looked up at Qin Manjing in surprise, his lips parted slightly, "This is a Lingshi!"

"How can you have such a thing?"

"Have you also started practicing Taoism?"

Bukong frowned, he felt that the situation seemed to have exceeded his imagination.

He didn't care how Qin Manjing got these things, but he couldn't bear Qin Manjing's practice of Taoism.

If things were out of his control, Qin Manjing would only be one step away from becoming a demon who endangered the common people.

Qin Manjing's expression was also not very good-looking. Her spirit stones were all in the system space, and these things could only be put down by that person.

Who is this person, what exactly does he want to do, and how many secrets does he know about her?

Thinking of this, Qin Manjing's back felt like a light for a moment. Even if her actions escaped the eyes of Bukong and Huineng, didn't she escape the surveillance of that person?

But before she could think deeply, Bukong walked towards her, and the rings on the Zen staff jingled.

"You don't have the aura of cultivation, so you must have a magic weapon that can hide your cultivation. It seems that you have quite a few adventures!"

Qin Manjing looked at Bukong's eyes and took a few steps back.

"The poor monk will not kill you, but will only destroy your spiritual roots. If you don't resist, you won't suffer much." As he walked towards Qin Manjing, he spoke slowly, with the same expression on his face.

With a wave of the Zen stick in his hand, a burst of spiritual power struck Qin Manjing's position.

Seeing this, Qin Manjing immediately rolled sideways.The spiritual power was extremely fast, brushing across her cheeks.

A moment later, gurgling blood overflowed from her wound.

For a moment, half of Qin Manjing's face was dyed bright red.

While he was casting the spell, Qin Manjing's body rolled and avoided on the ground, but her hands didn't stop.She cast out the formula in an instant, and a water polo technique struck Bukong's face.

This is a spell she has used thousands of times in the secret realm. Although her spiritual power is low, her accuracy is very good.

Bukong didn't expect Qin Manjing to fight back. Although he guessed that she might be practicing Taoism, he never felt the power of resistance from her.

It was the first time he had encountered it now, and it also made him careless and defenseless for a while.

The water polo technique quickly hit Bukong's eyes, and the technique performed on the second level of Qi training naturally couldn't cause him any harm.

But Qin Manjing's water polo technique compressed a lot of spiritual power, and it exploded the moment it approached his eyes.

"Ah—" Bukong exclaimed.

He felt that his eyes seemed to be blurred, and the pain exploded on his face instantly.

Almost at the same time, he unconsciously took two steps back, and stretched out his left hand to grope his face.

When he put down his palm and looked closely, his palm was covered with blood from his face.

"You—" he shouted at Qin Manjing, as if he wanted to say something, but he forcibly held back.

Afterwards, Bukong sneered and said: "The poor monk didn't know you had such a good skill."

"Since you don't eat fine wine for toasting, and you don't listen to the dissuasion of the poor monk, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Having said that, he held the handle with both hands, raised the Zen stick in his hand, and pointed it in Qin Manjing's direction.

Before she could react, he used his Zen stick to draw circles in the air, as if casting some spell.

Qin Manjing was vigilant, but his technique was extremely fast, and a circle of light was released from his Zen staff immediately.