My golden finger is delicious

twenty three

"Did you kill the person?!" Lu Xiaofeng has been involved in so many cases throughout the world, and this is the first time he has seen someone "surrender".

The first thing I suspected was whether Jin Jiuling was taking the blame for someone.

Huamanlou thought so too.

The embroidery thief who embroidered more than seventy blind men, the embroidery needles in red clothes with beards, what does this have to do with Jin Jiuling?

He can also embroider?

I thought about Jin Jiuling being the chief arrester of the Six Gates, and thought about the soldiers under Jin Jiuling.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou both concluded at this moment that Jin Jiuling was taking the blame for a powerful person or confidant.

So the conversation between the two parties was...

"I was the one who killed him."

"I don't believe it."

"You have to believe it."

"Who do you kill for?"

"For myself, but not for myself."

"I understand."

"You don't understand, you don't believe me."

Wu Ding... Wu Ding held his stomach and put his hands on the wall. He suddenly felt a little tight in the chest and short of breath.

Gu Longda, you can do it, you really can.

By the way, I would like to pay tribute to all the screenwriters who adapted Gu Long's novels, for your hard work.

"Brother Xie?"

Lu Xiaofeng turned around and saw Wu Ding like this, and immediately came over to help him.

Your state is so weird! Sick or possessed?

"No, I'm fine. You guys talk too rhythmically."

Question marks lit up on the heads of Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou at the same time.

In their view, there is no difference between a normal conversation and a "tacit understanding" conversation just now.

The problem was Wu Ding, who reacted violently.

Jin Jiuling: .........You should respect the criminal suspect.

Seeing that he seemed to be forgotten, Jin Jiuling smiled bitterly.

"Lu Xiaofeng, do you know? According to the original plan, in one month, the Embroidery Thief will become famous, and you will be invited by me to investigate the case. In the end, you will follow the clues and find an organization called Red Shoes. The leader of the organization, Aunt Gongsun, is She is the notorious poisonous woman in the world. She is the female butcher, the Peach Blossom Bee, the Five Poison Lady, and Grandma Xiong. Countless innocent people died in her hands just for her temporary happiness or displeasure. She is an embroidery thief. I will catch her and bring her success and wealth. "

Jin Jiuling confessed his criminal plan and the facts of the crime, but stood in front of Lu Xiaofeng with a look of help.

This passage is very informative.

Lu Xiaofeng studied it carefully and made perfect reading comprehension.

"You were forced to advance a month early. Someone forced you?"

"It's not coercion, it's manipulation! My plan was a month in advance, and the person I wanted to kill was also the target I wanted to kill, but I completely lost consciousness. When I woke up, there was only a vague impression of the action and the ground all over. body."

Treasure? Of course it's gone.

After so long training in supernatural knowledge.

Lu Xiaofeng reacted quickly and pulled Hua Manlou to stand behind Wu Ding.

Pushing Brother Xie in front of Jin Jiuling, he looked at Wu Ding with sincere eyes.

"Thank you brother, it's your turn."

Wu Ding:…………

Although Gulongqiang is difficult to understand. But there is a background of the plot and the current understanding of things.

It seems that the current situation is not difficult to guess.

"Possessed by a ghost?" Someone took control of Jin Jiuling and forced him to carry out his original plan.

This circle goes around.

"I don't know if this situation is considered a ghost possession."

Jin Jiuling looked decadent, and Master Balsam Pear had already brought several plates of cold dishes to the table.

Looking at the decadent junior brother, I really wanted to slap him to death but I couldn't bear it.

But in his heart, he hated the person who controlled Jin Jiuling even more.

According to Buddhist philosophy, Jin Jiuling had evil intentions. But if it hasn’t been implemented yet, there is a possibility of turning back.

That unknown existence put his junior brother behind bars completely.

And also controlled him!

There is an angry-eyed Vajra in Buddhism. Master Kugua wants to get rid of the evil for the people, but...he can't do it.

It's useless to chant sutras and chant Buddha's name while Jin Jiuling is pressed down.

Even borrowing the relics of eminent monks could not suppress Jin Jiuling.

Watching helplessly, he suddenly ran out with dark eyes and infinite strength, and then came back. A tattered red coat, blood, pain, fear and exhaustion.

"We tried several times, using tying, acupuncture, and even giving him drugs, but nothing worked."

They had no choice but to invite Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng was invited here to be a witness, and they were also looking for someone to do the real work of exorcising ghosts.

"They are all experts with great achievements, but they didn't come as early as you."

"I didn't hide my plan at all." Jin Jiuling's eyes showed angry hatred. "I'm worried that my concealment will make you miss the real murderer. Even if I go to hell, I will drag him with me!"

Jin Jiuling's anger is completely understandable.

He has the intention to do evil, but it feels completely different from being pulled by others to do evil!

Who knows if this ghost has any sequelae?

The embroidery robber has become more and more serious, and it really attracts people to investigate.

The scapegoat was himself, but the people behind the scenes took away the stolen gold, silver and jewelry!

This evil aura might even harm senior brother.

Absolutely not.

Even if Lu Xiaofeng didn't believe in Jin Jiuling, he would still believe in Master Balsam Pear.

As a truly enlightened monk, Master Balsam Pear is more convincing than Monk Honest, who claims to never lie.

Lu Xiaofeng listed Jin Jiuling's original plan and his current encounter in his mind.

It also spliced ​​together the events of the Jinpeng Dynasty, the murder of "Shangguan Danfeng" and the embroidery bandits.

If nothing, he got a glimpse of the truth.

"I don't understand things about ghosts and gods." Detective Lu immediately discovered the problem. "But Master Balsam Pear, you won't prepare red clothes and beards for Jin Jiuling, right?"

Jin Jiuling and Master Balsam Pear were stunned.

yes!

Every time Jin Jiuling came back wearing red clothes, they would both destroy the equipment angrily.

But every time he went out, after Jin Jiuling regained his senses, he still had all the equipment of an embroidered thief.

The ghost is possessed... can the ghost prepare these for you?

What ghost story is so boring!

"It is certain that there must be living people behind the scenes, but... there are also evil forces at work."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Wu Ding.

Contains encouragement.

Come on, brother, come on!

Wu Ding:…………

I remember this world is called Lu Xiaofeng Legend. Your surname is Lu and your name is Xiaofeng. You want me to come in now? Are you too salty? !

Lu Xiaofeng's second glance also made Jin Jiuling and Master Balsam Pear finally focus on this strange young man.

Lu Xiaofeng has many friends.

Strange faces often appear next to him.

All their friends know it.

Could it be that this time... you didn't just bring some food?

"Let's first take a look at what's on Jin Captou's body. It's impossible to control a powerful evil spirit remotely, so there must be something on Jin Captou's body."

Wu Ding took out a handful of talismans from his sleeve and gave them to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

After these days of special training, these two already know what to do.

He immediately affixed the talismans on eight places around Jin Jiuling, exactly.

Jin Jiuling himself was tied up by Master Balsam Pear and sat in the middle (as requested by Wu Ding).

While Jin Jiuling was being tied up, he was being educated by Lu Xiaofeng. Wu Ding looked young, but he was an incredible heavenly master.

His achievements were magnificent and he became famous all over the world, even Ximen Chuixue recognized him.

Master Balsam Pear: "So he is the famous Tianshi Zhao?!"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Because of some misunderstanding, my last name is Xie now."

"Huh? Where's the Master?" It doesn't matter what the master's last name is.

"I went to change into a cassock." Wu Ding, who had missed his own gossip, appeared on stage wearing a newly released cassock.

Except for Hua Manlou, the other three people all looked at Wuding. They were all stunned and forgot to breathe for a moment.

It's not that Wu Ding became the most powerful person in the world once he went out, but the robe he wore was too unique.

It is completely white, without a trace of color or pattern. Instead of calling it a cassock, it is better to say that it looks like a large cloak.

But no matter what kind of aesthetic preferences there were, they were attracted by this snow-white cloak.

There is also a difference between white clothes and white clothes.

Some people dress like Dai Xiao, and some people dress like Chu Chu piti.

The white clothes worn by people like Ximen Chuixue give people a cold and ruthless feeling.

And Wu Ding is wearing this big cloak now...

There is no blessing from Wu Ding's own temperament.

It all reveals a feeling of pure vitality.

Like snow, like light, more like a sharp sword.

"Is this a vestment?"

The law has a system and is made in accordance with the law, so it is called dharma robe.

Wu Ding's piece has nothing to do with "system" from style to pattern.

Don't tell me if the color is wrong.

There is no Yuluo flute platform, no sun, moon and stars, no auspicious sea clouds and swastikas.

"I am neither Taoist nor Buddhist." He is a shaman.

As for this robe, it has been around since ancient times.

This is the "rite" belonging to China.

For major ceremonies, special clothes must be worn, which is the Chinese "ritual".

Did ancient shamans have special robes when performing rituals?

Of course there is.

But can you wear ancient styles now?

Wu Ding said: No, no, no, no.

Wu Ding felt that if he wore ancient clothes, his mind would be unstable, and he would have to explain that he was not mentally ill every time he wore them.

Anyway, he is the only orthodox witch left now.

Let him have the final say.

As a true practitioner, a dharma robe cannot just be a "ceremonial sense", otherwise it would be too wasteful.

You must have good equipment attributes no matter what.

The skill of making equipment, Wuding, has not been activated yet, and even the peach wood sword has innate attributes.

Fortunately, the big guys don’t know how to make paper or pens, but they can make clothes!

Does the quail know?

It’s okay not to know.

He is not famous, but he is an official. In charge of the Emperor's clothing.

The quail looks quite cute, with white feathers, a small yellow pointed beak, and a piece of yellow cloud-shaped hair floating on the back of its head.

When I heard that Wu Ding wanted to make clothes, I was so excited that I flapped my wings and agreed.

When it straddled both sides, it faced the difficult choice of whether to go to the Nine Heavens or the Mountain and Sea Realm.

In the end, it thought that it had served the Emperor of Heaven for so many years and didn’t want to do it anymore, so it chose the world of mountains and seas.

Then once I took vacation, I was immediately unemployed until now.

My paws are itching!

Wu Ding just chose the style of the clothes. As for the decoration of the cassock, Wu Ding let Quail express himself. Quail was full of artistic creation but... he couldn't afford to offend the bosses around him.

Even in ancient times, it was common practice to depict patterns such as mythical animals, fairy grass, etc. on cassocks.

He looked at the big guys who kept showing off their feathers and muscles around him.

Quail felt that he was about to lose his feathers.

The quail, which seriously disturbed the progress of his creation, could only put away his talent. He chose the best materials and made a pure white robe for Wu Ding.

Nothing! No decoration! The whole dress has no seams! Nothing!

But such a dress, Wu Ding liked it very much.

Pure color is the unchanging theme in the popular aesthetics of modern clothing.

With Wu Ding's appearance and figure, he put on this pure color cloak.

It didn't feel too simple at all, but instead reflected the purity of life and the rigor of sacredness and inviolability.

With the blessing of the robe.

Wu Ding, whose hair just passed his ears, looked particularly reliable.

Even if his robe was not so conventional, it could not cover up that extraordinary feeling.

After all, rounding off, Wu Ding was now wearing the same brand that the Emperor of Heaven wore.

That kind of beauty that contains the principles of heaven is beyond human feeling.

"Let's get started."

Wu Ding stood in front of Jin Jiuling, picked up the cinnabar pen and began to write the Wu character on Jin Jiuling's chest.

He didn't use the spiritual power directly to condense, but wrote it on Jin Jiuling's body.

This is a more gentle approach.

After all, it is not clear what is controlling Jin Jiuling now.

What if he is too heavy-handed... and Jin Jiuling is killed?

The spiritual power obediently passed through his pen, mixed with the pure cinnabar, and depicted on Jin Jiuling's skin.

When drawing the first stroke, the touch transmitted back by the tip of the pen made Wu Ding raise his eyebrows.

Jin Jiuling himself also felt it.

There is something in the body!

The two looked at each other.

Wu Ding continued to draw, and Jin Jiuling gritted his teeth to hold back.

Others didn't know what happened, they only saw the sweat dripping from Jin Jiuling's forehead, and his face was extremely pale.

Dark blue meridians began to emerge on Jin Jiuling's chest.

These meridians seemed to be attacking the red cinnabar, and seemed to be avoiding it.

It was like black bugs running around in the chest.

"It's so hidden, no wonder I didn't see anything before."

"What on earth is this?! Is it a Gu or a ghost?"

"It's hard to say."

It's hard to explain the term, but it didn't delay Wu Ding from taking action.

Whether it's a ghost or a Gu.

In the eyes of the witch, they are all the same.

If Wu Ding wants to use ghosts or raise Gu, they are all classified as witch skills.

Ghosts are a kind of turbid air that can be used.

Gu is a material that can be used for mixing.

In the traditional witch's contempt chain, their status is not as good as the talisman in their hands.

"Quick... D..." Jin Jiuling was in so much pain that he couldn't say specific words.

It's not just the black meridians in his chest that are moving.

Everyone can see that Jin Jiuling's body began to emit strange black smoke.

If it weren't for Wu Ding's talisman attached to his Tianchi acupoint.

He has now lost consciousness and is being directly controlled.

When Wu Ding finished the last stroke.

The talisman on Jin Jiuling's body burned up immediately.

The cinnabar on his chest painted by Wu Ding began to flow like blood. It blocked the things that wanted to escape from his body.

The two sides formed a balance.

The fight began with Jin Jiuling's body as the battlefield.

Jin Jiuling fainted happily from the pain, and then unfortunately woke up from the pain.

Just when he was about to die of pain.

Wu Ding seized the opportunity and stabbed with a sword, stabbing the vital part of the thing inside.

A shrill ghost cry and Jin Jiuling's suddenly relaxed expression both explained Wu Ding's victory.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A black mist shadow came out from Jin Jiuling's chest.

It roared directly at Wu Ding.

The black shadow was very fast, and only a centipede with bared fangs and claws could be vaguely seen, and a woman's face.

In an instant, it passed through the talismans attached to Jin Jiuling.

Turned those talismans into ashes in an instant.

After breaking through the last obstacle, its goal was not to escape.

He rushed straight towards Wu Ding.

He came with great force, carrying the hatred of dying together.

Just before he touched Wu Ding.

The snow-white robes emitted a soft light.

The black shadow that collided with him was instantly annihilated, leaving behind the ghost's last scream.