"Does your master do all kinds of evil like you?" Zhang Fan continued to ask. In the Yintang location of Li Jun's ghost, a large amount of blood evil energy was condensed. Judging from his appearance, he was burdened with several lives.
"My master is not like me. He is a well-known good person around here, and he has taught me since I was a child that I should live up to the four words of "a Taoist man."
However, after becoming a ghost, my temperament changed drastically and I did many evil things.
The second year after my master left, I went out with a group of people to do a mission and died outside. My ghost escaped back to the Taoist temple and started over. After nearly a hundred years of hard work, I have achieved the Taoist practice I have today.
I have been looking for him for so many years, but there is still no news about him." Lijun Yinghun said regretfully.
Judging from the performance of Lijun Yinghun, he still misses his master very much.
"Moreover, when my master took me in, he did not dislike me for being a member of the Hanyuan tribe. After so many years of understanding, the Hanyuan tribe members have always regarded themselves very highly. They always have a sense of superiority in front of ordinary people. This is actually very important.
It's disgusting to ordinary people.
In addition, I heard my master's friend say once that my master had a grudge against the Hanyuan people. Under such circumstances, he was still able to take me in. From my heart, I am actually very grateful to him."
Jun Yinhun continued.
"What's your master's name?" Zhang Fan asked.
"My master's name is Sun Qiang." Lijun Yinghun replied.
"Sun Qiang?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and muttered subconsciously.
"I heard that you are best at using other people's sons to threaten others to do things for you?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lijun Yinghun laughed dryly. This was indeed something he was good at, but this approach was a bit despicable, and Lijun Yinghun was embarrassed to admit it.
"Where did you hide Jiang Wen's son?" Zhang Fan asked.
Li Jun glanced at Zhang Fan thoughtfully and asked, "Are you going to promise Jiang Wen that if he tells you everything he knows, you will help him rescue his son?"
Zhang Fan sneered and said: "Whether or not I agree to help him rescue his son, he will tell me everything he knows. He and his son have just met each other not long ago, and they don't have a deep relationship. His son is with him."
The weight in his heart was still not as strong as the one that drove him to pieces.
The reason why I am looking for his son is to kill him. The death of my girlfriend Xing Wanqing has something to do with you people, I want to kill you all!"
Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with an extremely strong murderous light.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words and seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, Lijun Yinhun's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Fan.
"I have investigated you before. You are a young man with a just heart. You are not just killing innocent people. Are you acting? I will not be fooled by you." Lijun Yinghun questioned, "Let's do this.
I can tell you where Jiang Wen's son is hidden by me, how about we make an exchange? Let me go?"
When Zhang Fan didn't mention Jiang Wen's son, Lijun Yinghun was in a state of fear and did not think of threatening Zhang Fan with Jiang Wen's son. After Zhang Fan reminded him, Lijun Yinghun
It was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw that could keep him alive.
From this point of view, Zhang Fan's action of injuring Na Lianshan in advance was very correct. If the ghost of Lijun saw Zhang Fan cooperating with Na Lianshan, he would definitely threaten Zhang Fan with Na Lianshan's son.
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"Indeed, I used to be a Taoist man with a righteous mind. But as a Taoist man with a righteous mind, I have not received any blessings. On the contrary, I can't even protect the woman I love. What's the use of being righteous?"
Zhang Fan glanced at the ghost of Li Jun and asked with a bitter smile, "So, I will never be that kind of person with a righteous heart in the future. I will live as long as I feel comfortable. In addition, I hate others threatening me the most. You
There is no need to tell me where Jiang Wen’s son is hidden now. Do you know that in ancient times there was a torture method called death by a thousand cuts?”
When Zhang Fan said the last sentence, his neck deliberately stretched forward.
Hearing Zhang Fan suddenly ask this seemingly unrelated question, Lijun Yinghun was slightly startled.
The next moment, Zhang Fan fiercely struck out with his palm sword, and a blade-shaped divination energy rushed towards the direction of Lijun Yinhun, directly slashing on Lijun Yinhun's arm.
"ah……"
Along with the miserable wail of Li Jun's ghost, his right arm soul was cut upwards in an instant, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Lijun Yinghun really didn't expect that Zhang Fan would attack him so suddenly. He subconsciously glanced at his empty right arm and his pupils shrank slightly. At this time, he finally understood what Zhang Fan had just said: "Thousands of cuts."
It means "cut into pieces", Zhang Fan is going to cut his soul into pieces with a thousand knives.
Just as he was thinking, a palm knife struck in his direction again, slashing at the knee of his right leg.
"ah……"
A shrill howl came from his mouth again, and the soul calf of his right leg below the knee also turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated between the sky and the earth in an instant.
Li Jun Yinhun suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan, his eyes were full of fear, and then said repeatedly: "Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang... Please let me go, please, I am like this
I’ll tell you where Jiang Wen’s son is hidden.”
If Zhang Fan lets him go now, he still has a chance to enter the underworld. If Zhang Fan continues to ravage him, as if his upper torso and lower torso are separated, the only way out is for him to lose his soul. How can he not be afraid?
"No need." Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand.
After saying this, Zhang Fan struck out with a palm knife again. This palm knife cut into his left calf, and his left calf once again turned into a wisp of white smoke.
The situation in front of him made Lijun Yinghun panic instantly. He used his only knees to kneel on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Fan repeatedly, "Mr. Zhang, please, please, please,
Just let me live! Jiang Wen's son is in the secret room below the Taoist temple. As long as you move the statue on the high platform, the entrance to the secret passage will appear.
Not only Jiang Wen's son is inside, but Lianshan's son is also inside."
Lijun Yinghun took the initiative to confess everything in order to get Zhang Fan to spare him, and kowtowed to Zhang Fan as he spoke.
Hearing Lijun Yinghun's words, Na Lianshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he struggled to stand up and clarify the relationship between him and Zhang Fan to Lijun Yinghun.
But Zhang Fan shook his head at the mountains. Zhang Fan was afraid that the ghost of Lijun would play another trick.