Mr. Zhou was so frightened that he shivered.
He sat up and asked, "How did you get in?"
"Come here! Where have they all died?" What do the servants at home do for a living? Qingtian Bairi let two outsiders into his house without even trying to stop him?
The anger had just surfaced in his heart, and Young Master Zhou suddenly remembered that their Zhou family's mansion was guarded by a large defensive formation. The formation was personally arranged by his father and two masters who were good at formations, let alone a small one. It is impossible for the Fusion Realm and Heart Movement Realm monks, not even the Golden elixir monks or even the Nascent Soul monks, to sneak into the house without the Zhou family being aware of it.
How did the two people in front of me get in?
Could it be that the defense array at home has failed?
"Come here!" Mr. Zhou shouted loudly again.
No one responded.
There was silence in my ears, as if even the wind outside the house had stopped, and the entire courtyard was enveloped in silence.
Young Master Zhou felt the hairs on his back stand up. He immediately retracted his feet and moved back to the innermost side of the bed. He looked warily at the two people who appeared in front of him, "What did you do to the servants in my courtyard? What are you going to do to me?"
Fu Qingyu sneered disdainfully.
This man is really a... strong-willed but weak-minded coward.
Just like that, are you starting to get scared?
"We didn't touch the rest of the people in your courtyard." What's the use of targeting those servants who may not be aware of it? If you want to target it, it's also targeting the young master in front of you.
Fu Qingyu has always had a clear goal and will not attack innocent people.
She took a step forward, walked to the bed, crossed her arms, and looked down at Mr. Wednesday.
The powerful consciousness pressed heavily on his body, making him increasingly unable to move and breaking out in cold sweat.
Sweat flowed into the corners of his eyes. Young Master Zhou wanted to raise his hand to wipe it with his sleeve, but he couldn't even raise his hand. After realizing this, the fear in his heart grew more and more, and the body curled up at the foot of the bed was like sieving chaff.
"Listen up, I'll ask a question and you answer." Fu Qingyu said coldly.
Locked by the consciousness of the out-of-body realm, Young Master Zhou felt as if his heart was being grasped. As long as the person who puts pressure has a thought, his life will be in danger.
Fu Qingyu's words sounded at this moment, like a life-saving straw. Young Master Zhou did not dare to disobey and nodded vigorously.
"Is Jiang Jin the one you invited to the Zhou Mansion?"
Young Master Zhou Zhou thought that the imposing young man in front of him would directly ask about the whereabouts of Jiang Jinzheng. After hearing the question, he felt a little relieved and nodded and said, "Yes... I invited him here." .”
"Other than taking care of the Purple Xuanhua, what's the purpose of inviting him here?"
"I heard that he is very good at cultivating spiritual grass and spiritual flowers. It happened that the clan received a few strange flowers a few days ago, so I wanted him to help raise them." Mr. Zhou also knew that Jiang Jinzheng's sister took this young man to find It must be the missing Jiang Jinzheng who came to the door.
As long as they insist that they know Jiang Jinzheng's whereabouts, these two people will not touch them until they actually find him.
"Do you think we dare not kill you?" Fu Qingyu's eyes turned cold.
"Yes...well, no."
Young Master Zhou twitched his lips in embarrassment, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Young Master, we have no grievances, and even if you are a good person, it is useless to ask for my life, right?"
"You are looking for Jiang Jinzheng. I will tell you everything about him. I will tell you everything you want to know."
As he spoke, he quietly took another look at Fu Qingyu's expression. Her expression no longer had the arrogance before, but became extremely sincere and even a little bit humble. "Can you ask the senior behind you to take back his pressure first...what's the matter?" If so, let’s all sit down and discuss it carefully.”
Jiang Xuewei was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Fu Qingyu beside him with some doubts.
What senior?
Is there anyone else here besides them?
Fu Qingyu didn't give an explanation and allowed Young Master Zhou to continue to misunderstand.
"Jiang Jin was cultivating the Purple Xuan flower for you, but when the appointed time came, you didn't let him go. Instead, you locked him up somewhere else to continue cultivating spiritual plants for you, right?"
"...Yes." Mr. Zhou felt that the pressure on him was getting heavier and he quickly explained, "This was not my idea. I was only ordered by others. It is other people who really want to take Jiang Jinzheng away!"
"Who is it?" Fu Qingyu noticed that Master Zhou's lowered eyes were rolling.
Then I heard him say: "He is also a young master from an aristocratic family in Lu'an City, but his family is much more powerful than our Zhou family. Not only does the family have strong people in the out-of-body realm, they are also on good terms with many major sects, and their home is extremely well-guarded. My Zhou Mansion cannot compare, but I can send a follower to deliver a message and invite him out. If you have any questions then, you can ask him personally."
Fu Qingyu smiled coldly.
I really don’t know whether I should say that Young Master Zhou is too smart or too stupid.
Not to mention whether the person he mentioned really existed, if he really allowed him to arrange for his entourage to go out and deliver the message, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before the Zhou family's group of monks and even the Yuanying realm monks in retreat at home would rush over and take this little guy down. The courtyard is surrounded.
Although Fu Qingyu is not afraid of the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Zhou family, there is no need to add extra trouble to herself.
Turning her right hand over, a sharp knife with no decoration appeared in her hand.
Fu Qingyu raised her right hand, curled and stretched her fingertips, and the knife flew towards Young Master Zhou's face, stopping less than an inch away from his cheek.
Mr. Zhou Zhou's whole body was wet with sweat. He raised his left hand with difficulty to wipe the cold sweat from his face. However, his right hand quietly retracted into the cuff, and something quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.
He thought he was hiding everything, but everything was exposed in Fu Qingyu's consciousness.
Before the jade talisman in the palm could be activated, the knife hovering in front of the door slashed his face.
The pain made him scream out in surprise. After a moment of panic, the jade talisman in his palm had disappeared and was in Fu Qingyu's hand.
"Stop thinking of other ways and answer the questions honestly. If I am in a good mood, I can still save your life."
Fu Qingyu moved her fingertips again. This time, the bloody tip of the knife stopped in front of Master Zhou's right eye.
"Answer me, where is Jiang Jinzheng being held?"
The unhurried voice fell on Mr. Zhou Zhou's ears, like the whisper of a devil. He had no doubt that if he dared to be clever again, the knife would really stab his eyes.
Just as he was thinking about how to answer, the tip of the knife was approaching his eyes.
Another moment later, and it will be stabbed.
Young Master Zhou quickly shouted, "Say, I'll say!"
"Jiang Jin is being imprisoned in the underground palace, and the entrance is in the garden of the mansion..."
(End of chapter)
