Chapter 197: Drugs and corpses together, double crime
Jikong lowered his eyes to hide the surprise in his eyes, and said in a humble manner: "Little girl, it's not true."
Zhou Jinyu sneered: "I don't care whether you have it or not. If you are unlucky enough to meet me, you can forget about this cultivation."
"After I've destroyed your cultivation, I'll notify your senior brother to come and take you back."
She said, "I believe that when he returns to his master's sect, he will be willing to clean up the mess for your deceased master."
Jikong raised his head and said fearfully, "Little girl, you can't hand me over to my senior brother."
He had killed the master, stolen the sect's magic weapon, and left. My senior brother had been searching for him all these years. If he had brought him back to the sect, the consequences would have been...
He didn't even dare to think about it.
Zhou Jinyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and directly bound him with his spiritual power, destroying his cultivation that he had gained through evil means.
She took out a paper crane, raised her hand and tapped its forehead, and it immediately flapped its wings as if it came alive.
"Go tell the abbot of Yongyuan Temple that the junior fellow apprentice he has been searching for is here with me."
Zhou Jinyu said.
The paper cranes nodded and flapped their wings to fly outside.
It was very fast and disappeared in a moment.
"No……"
Jikong shouted dejectedly at the thousand paper cranes.
It’s a pity that no one paid attention.
"Little girl, you've destroyed my cultivation, why are you still not willing to let me go?"
He looked at Zhou Jinyu with resentment and said with gritted teeth.
"I just handed you back to your senior brother, which was already a great favor. Otherwise, if it were my turn to do it myself, you would have more than just your cultivation destroyed."
Zhou Jinyu said: "If you don't believe it, you can try it. Do you want to?"
As she spoke, she turned her right palm upward, and a ball of Samadhi True Fire appeared in the middle.
“…”
Jikong is a Buddhist, so he naturally understands the feeling of being burned by the Samadhi true fire.
Forget it, let him fall into the hands of senior brother. He will then pretend to be pitiful and repent sincerely. I believe that senior brother will be moved by compassion and spare his life.
Comparing the two, it was indeed the one who was burned more miserably by Zhou Jinyu's Samadhi True Fire.
Zhou Jinyu looked at his expression and knew what he was thinking without even needing to use physiognomy. She sneered in disdain.
Jikong looked down upon the abbot of Yongyuan Temple's respect and love for his master.
The abbot was bent on revenge for his master, so how could he show mercy to Jikong just because he was pitiful? When Jikong returned to Yongyuan Temple, his fate would definitely not be good.
But let him have a sweet dream first, so that he can feel the difference when he returns.
"I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please have mercy on me. If you torture me any further, I will really die."
Xing Yunchu heard the voice of fear and cowardice.
The three female ghosts, floating in the air with messy hair, long nails and red eyes, said coldly: "Xing Yunchu, don't worry, we promised the master that we would not take your life, so don't be afraid of dying."
“But it hurts.”
Xing Yunchu collapsed.
His shoulder blade was pierced, but there was no blood at all, yet he could still feel the pain that penetrated into his bones.
"Xing Yunchu, when you ordered that bastard master to torture and imprison us, you said that the pain wasn't serious enough, so what's wrong with you?"
The three female ghosts sarcastically said, "Just bear with it. Don't let your snot and tears mix together. It's disgusting."
As they spoke, they transformed into a thick black aura and moved wantonly around Xing Yunchu.
Xing Yunchu's mouth was manually sealed by the female ghost, so he couldn't scream even if he wanted to.
When they stopped wearing him, Xing Yunchu collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.
“It’s rubbish.”
They said with disgust.
Xing Yunchu no longer had the energy to look at them.
The three female ghosts floated back to Zhou Jinyu and said, "Master, we have barely exhausted our energy."
They actually haven't let out enough anger yet, but if they continue, Xing Yunchu's life might be in danger.
Zhou Jinyu pointed at Jikong and said, "He is also an accomplice in your death. Let's teach him a lesson."
"Thank you, Master."
The three female ghosts thanked them sincerely.
They were ready to fight and attacked Jikong without any hesitation.
When the abbot of Yongyuan Temple arrived with his disciples, Jikong was already dying.
Not only was his cultivation destroyed, he was also tortured terribly.
"Brother, save me."
Jikong saw his former senior brother and reached out to him for help.
Master Jiyuan didn't expect to see such a scene. He was obviously stunned for two seconds, but soon a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
He had been fantasizing about manually torturing Jikong for many years, and he never expected that this day would finally come true.
Even though it was done by someone else, Jikong deserved it.
The scum who murdered the master has been cut into pieces.
"Amitabha! Little girl, did you send the paper cranes to call me here?"
Ji Yuan ignored Ji Kong's request for help and walked up to Zhou Jinyu and said.
"Exactly."
Zhou Jinyu said, "I saw from his face that he had a feud with Yongyuan Temple, so I sent a thousand paper cranes to inform you."
"Thank you so much for your kindness, little girl. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have to look for him."
Ji Yuan said sincerely.
The magic weapon of Yongyuan Temple that Jikong stole can conceal his breath, so no matter how he calculates, he can never find where he is hiding. That's why his years of hard tracking are useless.
Zhou Jinyu waved her hand, telling Ji Yuan not to be so polite.
"Master Jiyuan, please take him away. I have other scum to deal with."
She said to Jiyuan.
Xing Yunchu is a beast. She even wants to call the police to arrest him.
Killing people, drug trafficking, forcing others to serve the powerful... enough for him to eat several peanuts.
As for the Xing family...
It is time for him to fall, otherwise more innocent people will suffer by relying on his power and status.
Ji Yuan ordered his disciples to grab Ji Kong and said, "Little girl, can you tell me your name?"
"Zhou Jinyu, the newly adopted daughter of the Xu family."
Zhou Jinyu did not hide it either.
Ji Yuan took note and said, "Little girl, after I have dealt with this troublesome person from my sect, I will come to thank you."
Zhou Jinyu nodded.
After Jiyuan said goodbye, he ordered his disciples to take Jikong with him and leave.
"Are you relieved?"
She said to the three female ghosts.
The three female ghosts nodded.
"Then I'll take you home to see your family."
Zhou Jinyu moved her fingers and dispersed the evil aura caused by resentment from them, so that they would not hurt their loved ones when they returned home.
"Okay, you can go back now."
She withdrew her hand and said to the three female ghosts.
The three female ghosts looked down at their bodies and were so excited that they wanted to kneel down in front of Zhou Jinyu, but she helped them up with her spiritual power.
"Let's go."
Zhou Jinyu put a soul-condensing talisman on each of them and said, "Come to the Xu family to find me in three days. I will take you to the underworld to report."
The three female ghosts thanked him repeatedly before happily leaving the hotel.
It is a great blessing for them to be able to go back and see their families in person.
Zhou Jinyu stretched out her hand towards Xing Yunchu, and he flew into her hand like a piece of rag.
She took him and disappeared from the spot, and when she reappeared, she was in a basement with many boxes stacked inside.
"Xing Yunchu, I have to say, you're quite courageous. You dared to put the corpse and the poison together. You are sure that no one can find this place, right?"
She threw Xing Yunchu to the ground and crossed her arms.
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