Maoshan.

Yuanfu Palace.

Qin Yao, who was dressed in a white suit and couldn't hide his explosive figure, climbed up the steps and slowly arrived in front of the palace gate.

Looking up, I saw a monk standing in the hall. The monk was a middle-aged man with a yellow face, and the Taoist priest had a boyish face. There was also a figure wrapped in a rice dumpling lying on the ground. Looking at his face... Hey, the boy giving money!

"Meet the leader." Qin Yao stepped in and bowed.

The old master looked serious and waved to him, calling him closer: "Qin Yao, I heard the master say that you killed Kong Jian, the young master of Jing Nian Zen Sect, and took away a treasure from him.

, is this possible?"

Qin Yao shook his head decisively: "I didn't kill any monks."

The old master raised his eyebrows and looked at the monk.

Everyone heard that Yan Wuya pointed at him and said in a solemn voice: "Qin Yao, this person said that Kong Jian tried to transform you, but failed and was killed instead."

Qin Yao sneered: "Master, you have been fooled by this beast. He is just a stupid young man who does not know how to adapt, and practices self-righteous justice. He regards the ghosts in the world as demons, but I hired a group of ghosts to start the work.

This is a grudge."

"You mean, he is framing you?" Jie Wen said in a deep voice.

"That's right, I, Qin Yao, stand upright, behave upright, stand upright, and dare to take responsibility. I am the one who killed him, and I will not deny it. It was not me who killed him, and no one can put it on my head."

"Yan Wuya, what did you say?" Jie Wen asked.

Yan Wuya was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Give me a way to survive and I will tell you everything."

"You are not qualified to make demands." Jie Wen said, shooting a Buddha seal in the air and printing it on the opponent's head.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"I wanted to get rid of Qin Yao's scourge for the common people, so I found Kong Jian and persuaded him to go out of the mountain to fight the devil.

After arriving at the demon nest, Qin Yao and Kong Jian had a quarrel and started fighting. At the critical moment, a giant broke into the demon nest and killed Kong Jian with a sword. I was so scared that I ran away in a hurry and survived." Yan Wuya.

Preach without control.

"Who is that giant?" Jie Wen asked.

"I don't know, I just heard the giant calling Qin Yao his eldest nephew."

Everyone heard: "..."

"Qin Yao, is what this person is saying now true?" the old leader asked.

"It's not true!" Qin Yao said flatly: "If I say it is true, wouldn't I admit that I am a disaster?"

The old leader: "..."

"Except for the fact that he said you are a disaster, are the other parts true?" Jie Wen asked.

Qin Yao: "It's true."

"Just admit it." Jie Wen exhaled and asked, "Next question, who is that giant?"

"Don't talk about the next problem yet, the last one hasn't passed yet."

Qin Yao said, suddenly turning to look at Chen Qingyan: "Master, Monk Nakong Jian regarded me as a demon, tried to control my soul, and transformed me into a monk. How should this account be settled?"

The old master nodded and asked Xiang Jiewen: "Yes, master, how do you calculate this account?

Although Qin Yao was incompetent, he was still an orthodox disciple of Maoshan. Your Jing Nian Zen sect said that you should just go through transformation?

This means that it was not successful in the end. If the transformation was successful, how could I, the leader, explain it to my disciples?"

Everyone heard: "..."

"Song Jian lost his life for this, isn't this explanation enough?"

"Since this is an explanation for his wrongdoing, master, what do you mean by coming to Maoshan?" Qin Yao asked sharply.

Jun Wen pursed his lips and said: "I don't have to pursue the death of Kong Jian, but you must return the things on Kong Jian's body to Jing Nian Zen Sect."

Qin Yao laughed: "Your request is a bit excessive.

Master Wenwen, right? Let me ask you three questions.

First, can I find someone to transform you into a disciple of the Jing Nian Zen Sect?

Second, whether the transition is unsuccessful, I don’t need to be responsible for it.

Third, if the person I am looking for is killed by a disciple of your Jing Nian Zen Sect, can I go to the headquarters of your Jing Nian Zen Sect and take back the deceased’s belongings?

If you think these three points are true, and you think they are all right, then fine, I, Qin Yao, will use up all my yin virtues today to recruit ghosts and gods from the underworld to transform you as disciples of Jing Nian Zen Sect.

Oh, yes, I have to ask them in advance what kind of magic weapon they use, maybe I can make a lot of money from it."

Everyone heard: "..."

He did not dare to answer this question.

Who dares to bet whether the guy opposite is a lunatic?

"Can't answer?"

Qin Yao sneered and said: "If you can't answer, what are you trying to do by leaving it here?

Whether Kong Jian's death can erase my psychological trauma, I have the final say, not you. I haven't held you responsible for Jing Nian Zen, so what kind of face do you have to come here and ask me what to do?"

Having said this, he looked at Chen Qingyan again: "Master, I have said everything that needs to be said and I have said all the truths that need to be said. How do you think we should make a decision on this matter?"

The old master did not hesitate at all, and said: "Everyone has heard that Qin Yao asked three questions. Do you answer or not?"

Jun Wen took a deep breath and clasped his palms together: "I can't answer these three questions, Master Chen. Since both sides of this matter are insisting on their own opinions and are unwilling to accept each other's weakness, it is useless to talk more, so the poor monk will leave first..."

"You called me here early in the morning, but you can't defeat me, so you just want to leave?" Qin Yao frowned.

Everyone's eyes narrowed: "Then what do you want to do, kill me again and take the Buddha treasure from me?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "I'm not as murderous as you. What I mean is, do you have to be polite and say sorry?"

They all laughed in anger: "You collaborated with others to kill people from my Jing Nian Zen Sect, and seized the Buddhist treasures of my Jing Nian Zen Sect. Now you still want me to apologize to you?"

Qin Yao said: "Is it interesting to cut off the head and tail and package you as a victim?"

"It's impossible for me to apologize... Farewell!" With that said, Jianwen took back the cassock that bound Yan Wuya and strode out of the hall.

"Monk, take me with you!" As the cassock left, Yan Wuya quickly regained consciousness and stumbled out of the hall.

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao dodged to block his way, and struck him in the face with a powerful and heavy blow, knocking him to the ground.

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Yan Wuya was stunned, his eyes were full of stars, blood mixed with broken teeth fell to the ground, staining the blue ground red.

The old leader frowned and said, "Take it out and come back to see me after you're done."

"yes."

Qin Yao nodded, leaned over and grabbed Yan Wuya's long hair, dragging his body out.

"Qin...Qin Yao, please let me go. I will never trouble you again."

After a long time, Yan Wuya, who was dizzy, finally came to his senses and suddenly found that he was lying on a mass grave. The hazy light from the silver moon above his head shone down, adding an eerie and cold feel to the grave.

"Yan Wuya, have I ever offended you?" Qin Yao looked at him condescendingly and asked seriously.

"It's all my fault. I'm obsessed with it and have been working against you." Yan Wuya knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"I used to think that the most important reason why people can become the primates of all things is that they can learn lessons, sum up experience, become better every time, and thus continue to make progress. But now it seems that some people have violated this law of evolution.

The biggest lesson they learned from history is that they never learn from it." Qin Yao bent down, put one hand on Yan Wuya's head, and drew out his soul with a gulp of magic power.

"Bang." As his soul left, Yan Wuya suddenly fell to the ground among the corpses kneeling on the ground, making no sound anymore.

"Xiao Wenjun, let's go out to eat." Qin Yao pinched Yan Wuya's soul's head and said towards his shadow.

"Call me out when you need me, and ignore me when you don't need me. You are a heartless person." Xiao Wenjun floated out of the dark shadow and said angrily.

"Are you going to eat?" Qin Yao shook his soul.

"I won't eat." Xiao Wenjun turned away.

Qin Yao shrugged, took out the magic spirit bead, summoned the red and white demons, and threw the souls into the middle of them: "An extra meal for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghosts swarmed up and tore the weak soul into pieces.

"You!" Seeing this, Xiao Wenjun was extremely angry, pointing at Qin Yao and speechless.

Qin Yao spread his hands: "Why are you angry? I asked you first, and you gave it to them after you said you didn't want it."

Xiao Wenjun was helpless and had nowhere to vent his anger: "My cultivation has reached a critical point and I need a lot of yang energy."

"You need Yang Qi, go find it, what are you talking to me about?" Seeing that the ghosts had eaten Yan Wuya's soul, Qin Yao activated the magic beads and collected the two ghosts.

Xiao Wenjun's body flashed and shrank many times in an instant. She sat on Qin Yao's broad left shoulder like a Barbie doll and bit his earlobe: "I want to suck you."

"Gan, you are an ant!" Qin Yao grabbed her waist with his big hands, but did not pull it off for a while.
To be continued...