Putting down his right hand that was covered with orange peel and age spots, Yang Jinglin said in a hoarse voice in horror: "You...what did you do to me?"
Fei Jingting in front of him chuckled, and Shi Shiran sat across the table, picked up a folding fan, unfolded it, looked at it, and said casually: "You seem to have forgotten what I said...give me a little punishment."
Yang Jinglin stood up unsteadily, feeling his knees were sore and his legs as if they were filled with lead. He leaned on the back of the chair and turned around, looking at the glass on the window.
The reflection in the glass was slightly blurry, but the head of white hair and the old face could be vaguely distinguished.
He finally confirmed that he was not dreaming just now, but was actually walking in the underworld. The immortal Fei... on the opposite side cast another magic spell, making him suddenly senile.
He turned around, knelt down slowly on the ground, bowed his head and said: "Fei Xianchang, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, please take away your magical power quickly."
Fei Jingting did not answer, but looked at the splash-ink landscape painting on the fan and praised: "This fan is pretty good."
Yang Jinglin hurriedly said: "Send it to you! Since the immortal likes it, it is a small honor to stay with you."
Fei Jingting put down the folding fan and said leisurely: "Yang Jinglin, did you know that there are gods three feet above your head? If you do evil today, if you go to hell tomorrow, you will be cut with knives, fried, and tortured in the hells of the ten directions?"
"I know! I was really wrong... Wuwu..." Yang Jinglin cried bitterly. At this moment, he had already recalled the scene in the underworld just now. It was so terrible!
It's scary enough to go up the mountain of knives and get off the oil pan, but the even scarier purgatory of the ten directions is simply unimaginable.
People are like this. They worship gods with their mouths, but it’s hard to tell what they are thinking in their hearts. With the word “profit” in front of you, once you have evil intentions, how can you care about gods? Wait until this person sees the gods with his own eyes.
I'm afraid after knowing it.
Fei Jingting said: "Since it's your first offense, I'll let you go this time. If it happens again, I'll definitely punish you without mercy!"
Fei Jingting pointed his sword slightly, and the orange peel on Yang Jinglin's body quickly faded away, and returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye. This is the rapid aging technique in the secret method of Taishang Dongyuan.
The use of the general can quickly turn a person into a senile person. This method is one of the deception methods. It can only be used for a short period of time. It is not considered a magical method. It is just used to fool ordinary people who do not know the way.
Fei Jingting waved his hand: "Don't thank me too much. The men you sent are still tied up in my house. What are you going to do?"
"Ah? I'll ask someone to bring them back!"
"Well, that's fine over there. I'll take the first step so you can take care of yourself in the future."
"Hey...I'll give it to the immortal."
Waving away the inexplicable servants along the way, the fourth concubine sent Fei Jingting out of the gate. Yang Jinglin breathed a sigh of relief...it was really scary!
Who would have thought that there is such a powerful person hiding in the market? Good guy, he calls himself brother to King Guang of Qin. Entering the underworld is like a guest. He points out that his soul flies out of the body, and points out that he has become twenty years old.
What kind of magic trick is this?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened Yang Jinglin became, and he immediately hated Jiang Zhenhong!
It’s not good to offend anyone with this evil obstacle, but he offended this living true immortal. It’s a good thing that he was not tricked to death!
He felt that he could not keep his nephew, so he drove the evildoer back to the countryside at dawn and continued to stay in Jinmen. He might not know when he would get into big trouble again.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Yang Jinglin hurriedly waved: "Zhang Da, come here!"
"Master, please give your orders."
"You, go to the police station quickly and ask the police station to send someone to bring Bai Zhenyong back as soon as possible. Be careful not to make too much noise, let alone offend the owners of the house, or I will skin them!"
"Hey, I'll go right away."
"Go, run as fast as you can! I will kill you if it's too late!"
Zhang Da was startled and hurriedly opened the door and ran away. He ran all the way to the nearby police station and told Yang Jinglin's instructions. The inspector on duty at the police station did not dare to neglect, asked Bai Zhenyong's location, and immediately trotted away with his men.
It passed.
When we arrived at the place, we saw, what a guy! Together with Bai Zhenyong, more than a dozen patrol officers were tied into a bunch of rice dumplings.
The inspector leading the team asked puzzledly as he untied the ropes and handcuffs: "Chief Bai, what did you say? Why did you let someone tie you up?"
"Forget it... By the way, who sent you here?"
"Director Yang, oh, by the way, the director also ordered you to go back and recover as soon as possible."
"Resurrection? Can we still arrest people?"
Zhang Da, who was afraid that his errand would be ruined, also followed him and said immediately: "The master has told me not to provoke the master here."
Bai Zhenyong curled his lips, immediately touched the wound on his face that was scratched by the poker, hissed and hohoed a few times, and then said: "That master is unpredictable, do you think I am willing to provoke him? In this case, let's leave quickly."
The patrol officers who came later helped a group of injured colleagues and evacuated from Fei Jingting's yard. The rest waited for the injured to be treated, and those who were not seriously injured returned to the police station. Bai Zhenyong
Followed Zhang Da to Yang Jinglin's mansion.
When they met, Bai Zhenyong cursed in his heart, but said with shame: "Director, I failed in my errand."
According to Yang Jinglin's usual temper, he would have been furious at this moment, scolding Bai Zhenyong bloody. But today was out of character, Yang Jinglin sighed and said: "Forget it, it's good if you can come back alive."
"
Huh? Why do you feel that there is something in your words? Why did Fei scare Yang Jinglin like this?
After pondering for a while, Yang Jinglin added: "In this case, you can send that bastard Jiang Zhenhong back to the countryside for me tomorrow morning. I don't want to see him again."
"yes."
"Also, stop pressing Yang San'e's case. Let the verdict be whatever is decided. If the Gao family is dissatisfied, let them come to me!"
"Uh...yes."
Yang San'e is also known as Yang Sanjie. The complaint filed by Yang Sanjie is a major case that caused a sensation in Tianjin!
Gao Zhanying, a son of a wealthy family, hooked up with his fifth sister-in-law Jin Yu. He thought his wife Yang Er'e was an eyesore, so he brutally murdered her. When Yang San'e paid her condolences, she realized something was wrong and directly took the Gao family to court.
The Gao family was rich and powerful and had been obstructing the handling of the case. Gao Zhanying gave Yang Jinglin another three thousand yuan in bribes. Therefore, even if the coffin was opened and an autopsy proved that Yang Er'e was murdered, the case has been delayed.
Now that Gao Zhanying has been imprisoned, Yang Jinglin is thinking about delaying it for a while, and then extracting some money from the Gao family. When it is really impossible to squeeze out more money, Yang Jinglin will handle it according to the law.
But it’s different now. I’m like a god when I hold my head high and step forward on a horse!
Yang Jinglin is fifty-six years old this year, and the earth is buried in his chest. In order to suffer less punishment in the underworld, he decided to be a good person and do more good deeds in the future!
"Also! I don't care how greedy you are in the future, but the case must be handled impartially!"
Bai Zhenyong secretly scratched his head and cursed in his heart. He didn't know if Yang Jinglin opposite him had taken the wrong medicine. If all cases were handled impartially, how could he still be greedy?
Rich people who commit crimes are not stupid. If you accept money from others and refuse to do things for them, who will dare to give you money in the future?
But after all, it’s your immediate boss, so whatever he says is what he says.
After giving three instructions in a row, Yang Jinglin breathed a sigh of relief and thought about donating more money after a while to help the victims who were left without help. In this way, the merits and demerits would be offset, and he would suffer less.
He pondered for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "Zhenyong, what do you think... what kind of gifts would be appropriate to give to those masters of Taoism?"
"Huh? Director, do you want to give a gift to the person named Fei?"
Yang Jinglin glared: "Don't step on the horse and bark! Whose surname is Fei? Then he must be called Fei Xianchang!"
"ah?"
"Fei Xian has the power to reach heaven and earth. Don't talk nonsense, or you may get into trouble."
The second monk Bai Zhenyong was confused. He couldn't figure out how the man named Fei became an immortal. Yes, it was indeed strange to hold his own hand, but that was because he was not prepared at the time. If he had been prepared, he would have stayed far away.
, a row of guns was fired at him, and he had to put him down regardless of any weird tactics!
"Uh...yes."
"Don't take it seriously if you step on the horse. I'm telling you, if you offend Fei Xianchang again in the future, I will kill you with my own hands without anyone taking action!"
Is it that serious?
Bai Zhenyong hurriedly said seriously: "Don't worry, director, I promise that when I see Fei... Immortal Chief, I can hide as far away as I can. If I can't hide, I have to be respectful and never provoke him."
"Well... ok, you go back and bandage it, I'll think about it again."
Yang Jinglin was very troubled and didn't know what to give to improve his relationship with Fei Jingting. He felt that giving some money, calligraphy and painting, antiques, etc. was too vulgar. But he didn't have anything that was not vulgar.
If Fei Jingting found out, he would definitely cry out for injustice. He is a vulgar person now and likes vulgar things!
But he said that Fei Jingting had a leisurely trip back to his home. When he opened the door and took a quick look, he found that the person had left long ago. He was secretly happy that Yang Jinglin had been frightened, and his efficiency immediately improved. He rode the bicycle without anyone having to worry about it.
Jing Ting moves quickly!
After opening the door and turning on the light, Fei Jingting sat on his bed, playing with Yuhu and feeling a little worried.
Tonight, I first used the False Form Technique, then the Huangliang Technique, and the Rapid Aging Technique, and in the middle I used the Jade Hu Technique to restore some of my true energy, but right now my Dantian Qi sea is still empty.
He knows a lot of spells, but he may not be able to cast many. The reason is that some spells consume too much energy.
Just like the Huangliang Technique and the Quick-Lao Technique, a month ago, Fei Jingting couldn't use it at all - the Qi was not enough. He also collected monsters in Guanji Buzhuang and used his spiritual skills to expand the Qi sea in his Dantian. Now he is like this
Only then can you use it.
Now, in addition to worrying about expanding the air sea, there was another thing that worried him - Yuhu's ability to escape was getting weaker and weaker.
The source of the spiritual inspiration in the jade amber is unknown, but it does not arise out of thin air. He always extracts it from it every now and then when he has nothing to do, so naturally the spiritual inspiration becomes less and less.
Without the supplement of Yuhu's inspiration, he would have to be more careful when casting spells in the future, and the speed of etching cloud seals would also have to be slowed down.
Hey, it’s really a wave of ups and downs. Where did the inspiration in the jade amber come from?