Zheng Qipeng's body smelled of alcohol, and Lin Xi couldn't help but cover her nose.
"Get up!" Lin Xi shouted.
Zheng Qipeng was startled and suddenly opened his eyes. He struggled to get up from the puppet equipment on the ground with drunken eyes and looked around: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"What did you say?" Lin Xi said quite dissatisfied.
You defrauded so many people of their money, and ended up buying some spiritual wine and drinking it here until you got drunk and fell asleep.
Call me to wipe your ass.
Zheng Qipeng said in confusion: "It's nothing, I'm living a good life."
"You're pretty good." Lin Xi said angrily, "If I hadn't come, your house would have been splashed with red paint."
"Red paint? Who dares to be so bold? This is the Qingyun Sect."
"You also know that this is the Qingyun Sect. You acted recklessly and stole the spiritual stones of dozens of disciples. You don't want your life. You are not afraid that the sect rules will not handle it." Lin Xi said.
"So that's what happened..." Zheng Qipeng looked like he was breaking a jar: "Isn't it just one or two million spirit stones? Is it worth these people being so nervous?"
The usual proud attitude is completely gone.
Although I am still proud in my heart now, I show that I don't care about these little things at all.
"One or two million?" Lin Xi was stunned.
It seems that he has only paid back more than half a million yuan.
Lin Xi asked: "Who else do you owe money to?"
"That's a lot." Zheng Qipeng thought for a while: "I'm too lazy to remember the names of these people."
"..."
"Who has bought the most puppets from you?" Lin Xi asked.
Zheng Qipeng thought hard and said: "I have a slight impression. It seems that he is an inner disciple in the late stage of foundation establishment. His name is Huang Jingting. He is some kind of true successor candidate. I have customized eleven high-level puppets, and I have collected them all in total, a total of 750,000 spirit stones.
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"You are really causing trouble." Lin Xi's mouth twitched.
True candidate.
The entire Qingyun Sect could only support more than a hundred people to death.
You must know that Qingyun Sect has seven hundred immortal peaks and tens of thousands of disciples. Those who can stand out and become true candidates are not simple characters.
Lin Xi had heard the name Huang Jingting before. He was a disciple of Fenghuo Palace and the direct disciple of the master of the palace.
A very qualified and extraordinary disciple.
It is said that he broke through the seven major barriers set up by the Beacon Fire Hall, and the master of the hall personally came forward to make an exception and accepted him as his disciple.
"If he comes to trouble you today, just wait to be arrested and paraded on the streets." Lin Xi said angrily.
Obviously, not all those who came to cause trouble today were tricked.
Zheng Qipeng said indifferently: "It's up to him, anyway, I'm barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes."
"You..." Lin Xi frowned.
I always feel that Zheng Qipeng is a bit weird.
Lin Xi calmed down and asked, "How is the puppet?"
"There are only a few materials needed to complete the final sacrifice. It will probably take 1.5 million spiritual stones." Zheng Qipeng thought for a while and said.
"There is still so much difference, and you still drink." Lin Xi complained: "Quit drinking. It smells quite high-end. Don't waste money on wine."
Now that the puppets have reached the last step.
Lin Xi also didn't want to see Zheng Qipeng's previous efforts wasted.
"If you are short of money, you can come to me. After all, I am your sponsor."
"I've been looking for you."
"You should wait for me a few more days. I just came down from Lihen Cliff, and I rushed over as soon as I received your communication talisman." Lin Xi said.
Zheng Qipeng woke up and said calmly: "I can't wait any longer."
"What can't you wait for?"
"I'm dying."
When Lin Xi heard this, his hand that was about to take the spirit stone froze. He looked at Zheng Qipeng: "What's wrong with you? Are you poisoned? Or have you gone crazy?"
"neither."
"Then how could such a good person die?"
"Life is up." Zheng Qipeng said slowly.
At that moment, Lin Xi felt her heart shake.
End of life.
Although Zheng Qipeng looks like a middle-aged man.
But he is actually very old.
The lifespan of a Qi refining monk is no more than a hundred years.
Especially when he was tinkering with puppets and became ill due to overwork, his health was actually not very good.
He had a premonition that his life was about to come to an end normally, so he became anxious.
No time, no moment can be wasted.
Zheng Qipeng smiled and poured the wine flask, leaving not a drop of wine left: "I won't have a chance to drink too much in the future. This spiritual wine can recuperate my body and help me live longer."
He doesn't like drinking.
Drinking will numb his brain and disrupt his thinking.
But there was no way, without the spirit wine to nurse him back to health, his body would have collapsed long ago.
"You..." Lin Xi looked at Zheng Qipeng and was speechless for a moment.
This is the first time that someone related to him is about to die.
An inexplicable emotion gradually spread.
"There should be a lot of life-extending spiritual things. I'll find them for you." Lin Xi subconsciously resisted the fact that Zheng Qipeng was about to die: "I'm very rich, so this is nothing."
Zheng Qipeng shook his head: "No need."
"Why?"
"I know very well about my own body. My life span has been exhausted and my consciousness has begun to gradually weaken. Even if I can extend my life, my thinking will gradually slow down and I will no longer be able to create puppets." Zheng Qipeng said: "And I need to die.
To stimulate me, I will use the last time to complete this last work."
He was dying, and all he cared about was his last puppet.
So he finally let go of his pride.
He started selling the puppets he made at low prices.
The puppets were sold out, and he didn't want to waste energy on making new puppets, so he used his reputation to steal a batch of spiritual stones and prepare for the final production.
That's why he is so indifferent.
He's going to die anyway.
After death, no matter how floods come to the sky.
Puppet Monster is still very famous.
That's why we were able to trap so many spiritual stones in a short period of time.
However, the puppet monster's delay in delivering the goods has made many disciples suspicious. Some disciples wanted to return the money, but Zheng Qipeng ignored him and directly closed the door, leaving everyone outside.
Lin Xi understood the whole story, but it was still hard to accept: "As long as you are alive, you will have a chance. How about you try to break through? As long as you break through the foundation..."
"Believe me, I have thought of all the ways." Zheng Qipeng said seriously: "Now, except for making the puppet, I don't have any ideas."
A trace of sadness arose in Lin Xi's heart.
The other party is not willing to take a chance to survive for a long time.
Because once you fail, time will be running out.
Lin Xi finally chose to respect the other party: "I understand."
"Then please help me pay back all the money I owe." Zheng Qipeng said with a smile: "My financier."
"Okay, luckily I came early. If Huang Jingting had come to trouble you earlier, you would have been doomed." Lin Xi said, "Your restrictions outside the door can't stop him."
At this moment, a "boom" was heard outside the courtyard.
The whole courtyard was shaking uncontrollably.
It was like an earthquake.
But this is Qingyun Sect, how could there be an earthquake?
"Puppet monster, I'm here to get my things." A faint voice came from outside, and it also had a somewhat condescending tone.
Zheng Qipeng's face changed slightly: "Lin Xi, you have such a crow's mouth."