Wen Jin's expression changed from curiosity to suspicion.
"Daozhang Zhou...could he be a liar?"
"You, the scholar, can be killed but not humiliated!" Zhou Lingfeng was furious, "The poor Taoist is a man of virtue! Don't slander the poor Taoist!"
Zhou Lingfeng was furious.
He threw out the Taoist talismans he carried one by one and tried them.
"break--"
"Yu Feng——"
"rise--"
"burst--"
"..." Zhou Lingfeng sat on the ground slumped, doubting his life.
How can it be? How could none of them work?
He stared at Wen Jin fiercely.
Wen Jin's face was full of curiosity, and his young and beautiful face even looked back at him with a bit of innocence.
"Can you do it or not?"
Zhou Lingfeng: "..."
Can a man say that he is not good enough?
The Supreme Emperor is right, he is a Taoist priest, but he is also a man!
"Hmph!" Zhou Lingfeng stood up from the ground and took out his magic weapon, "Today I will call you mortals to see how powerful I, Zhou Lingfeng, am!"
He shook the Sanqing Bell, waved the peach wood sword, muttered words, and jumped and danced in the hall.
"Spread out, don't block Daochang Zhou's performance!" Wen Jin also cleared the field for him.
Zhou Lingfeng: "..."
He was so angry that he almost hurt himself.
"Definitely!" Zhou Lingfeng shouted.
Everyone in the hall stood still!
They didn't even blink, as if the pause button had been pressed.
"Huh..." Zhou Lingfeng let out a long breath, "Xingjun, it's not easy today!"
He put away the mahogany sword and held the Sanqing Bell. He wanted to pick up the Taoist talisman on the ground...but he was afraid of wasting too much time.
Originally, his body-fixing technique could last for a quarter of an hour.
But today everything was out of control, and he was not sure how long this technique could last.
He only picked up two Taoist talismans that were close together and had strong destructive power, and immediately ran to the door.
He pulled the door hard.
Hey? Is the door locked from the outside?
"The back door is open," Wen Jin said.
"Okay!" Zhou Lingfeng turned around and ran to the back door.
After running for two steps, his whole body froze, his neck seemed to be rusty, and he turned stiffly towards Wen Jin.
"Not...not settled?
"Still...or is it untied?"
he hesitated.
Wen Jin frowned, "Should he be immobilized?"
Zhou Lingfeng: "..." Damn it!
The talisman is not working! Taoism has failed!
Everything is wrong today!
"Take it." Wen Jin finally gave the order after seeing what was going on.
The ambush guards were impatient.
Upon hearing the order, they swarmed forward, captured Zhou Lingfeng, cut off his hands behind his back, and forced him to kneel in front of Wen Jin.
Wen Jin looked at him for a while and said, "So the Taoist priest is also a mortal body? Why, do you have any reservations about me today?"
"Hmph! Kill or behead him, it's up to you!" Zhou Lingfeng said angrily.
Wen Jin said, "Wouldn't it be a pity to kill a good actor like Taoist Priest, who has superb acting skills and is not afraid of embarrassment? It would be fun to keep him."
"You..." Zhou Lingfeng's eyes were red with anger, you actually called him an actor? ! Do you think his Taoism is acting? !
It's simply a shame!
"If you have the ability...if you have the ability, just change places!
"There must be a formation in the East Palace that affects Pindao's performance! In another place, Pindao wants you to see the real Taoism!"
Zhou Lingfeng shouted while holding his neck.
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly... Formation?
She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the side hall. Why did she think it was more likely to be Yue'er's influence?
"Are you from Qi? Who ordered you to come to Daliang Palace? Who recommended you to the Supreme Emperor?
"Who is the person behind you? Why did you want to assassinate me?
"Taoist priest, please think carefully about these questions... Since you are also a mortal body, I am afraid you will also feel pain and die.
"It's not easy for Taoist Master to cultivate such a body with white hair and a childish face. You should take good care of it."
Wen Jin walked forward as he spoke.
She stepped on Zhou Lingfeng's hand to see if he was really afraid of pain.
At first, Zhou Lingfeng still endured it, his expression unchanged and indifferent.
But as Wen Jin's strength increased.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." he finally screamed, "The queen is so arrogant... There is no one behind me! I am greedy for vanity, so I got together with the Supreme Emperor.
"The poor Taoist can't bear the pain of ascetic cultivation, but he also wants to enjoy glory and wealth..."
Oh, it really is a mortal body.
It hurts and I love to enjoy it.
"Tie him up and take him into custody..."
Wen Jin thought for a while and asked someone to take Zhou Lingfeng into the dungeon of the former Prince Huai's Mansion.
If you put it somewhere else, if the Supreme Emperor finds out about it, it will be troublesome!
"Be sure to keep strict guard and never let down your guard!" Wen Jin warned.
This week Lingfeng was so confident and calm at first... I'm afraid he has real abilities.
Moreover, the way he controls Xiaokui is really scary.
If Yue'er hadn't been in the side hall and restrained him from exerting himself... maybe ordinary techniques wouldn't be of much use to a cultivator like him.
But Yue'er can't always be by his side to contain him.
Zhou Lingfeng's hands and feet were tied, stuffed into a sack, put into a box... and quietly pulled out of the palace.
When Yu'er came back from her father's study, she was still wondering.
"What's wrong with my father today? Are you old? His memory is bad?
“He actually asked the same question three times!
"People say that when you get old, you become confused... Isn't my father... an old fool?"
Yu'er couldn't help but worry about his father.
"Oh, it's a pity that I don't have any medicine to stop people from being confused? My father looks older than my mother... It's like an old cow eating young grass.
"What if my father is confused again... and my mother-in-law doesn't like him anymore?"
Yu'er held her chin and thought deeply, "How about I ask Daozhang Zhou?"
Yu'er's thoughts moved, and she suddenly saw that outside his palace, there were palace servants from his mother's harem guarding him.
"Why is the Queen Mother here?" Yu'er tilted her head, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Has the Queen Mother already discovered that my father is confused? Did she come to me to discuss it? After all, they have been together longer... …”
Yu'er quickly ran forward.
He was so fast that the eunuchs he served were left behind.
Yu'er dodged the guards and went straight to the door of his main hall.
The palace man just unlocked the door.
Yu'er broke into the door and said, "Mother, please don't dislike your father!"
Wen Jin: "..."
Palace people: "..."
Yu'er stood at the door of the hall, looking at the Taoist talismans scattered inside the hall.
Several palace servants were squatting there picking up Taoist talismans.
Yu'er's eyes rolled quickly... Daozhang Zhou has been here? What about others?
Is the queen mother not injured?
Yu'er stepped forward and looked at Wen Jin up and down.
He was worried and took Wen Jin's hand to feel his pulse.
Wen Jin couldn't laugh or cry, "My mother is fine. You said, don't dislike your father...what do you mean?"
Yu'er turned her head and looked at the palace people.
The palace people all lowered their heads and pretended to be "deaf and dumb".
"My father seems to have a bad memory. He asked me the same question repeatedly today. I had already answered it, but he asked me again after a while.
"My mother gave birth to two brothers and sisters, and we are still as beautiful and delicate as before...but my father looks much more vicissitudes of life.
"If this continues...the Queen Mother won't dislike him, right?"
Yu'er's big eyes flickered and looked at his mother seriously.
