The right attendant of the Ministry of Rites travels in vain. Wang Chuan didn't hear much of this name. Usually in the court gossip that comes out of the market, Zuo Chengzhi, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, is a common protagonist, Zuo Shilang and his heroic and righteous lion roar, are famous in the entire capital. And the right attendant is relatively low-key. In the gossip, even if he appears, he is at most a trickster, and there are not many scenes.

But no matter what, in the end, You Xuxing is still a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and he is one of the best figures in the Ministry of Rites, and in the court, the official rank is not low.

It's no wonder that Zuo Chengzhi, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, will speak up for him.

Of course, it would not be surprising if the interest group involved in these two cases had such an official position and someone spoke up for him.

The gap between life and death and life is worse than death and the psychological imbalance completely broke through the psychological defense line of the fake Taoist, and Wang Chuan sighed lightly in his heart. Fortunately, this method worked, otherwise, I would not have been able to stop others from carrying out the execution.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Wang Chuan retreated behind the head of the dragon catcher.

The head catcher and the other head catcher looked at Wang Chuan, and their eyes had changed. Mr. Yang attaches great importance to this kid, and there is really some truth to it, this kid is really a bit crooked.

"Now you figured it out?"

Long Zhutou dipped his pen in the inkstone and asked again.

"What do you want to ask, where did you get all this nonsense?"

Although the false Taoist priest was close to death, he still couldn't let go, and even if he decided to rebel, he had to behave reservedly, and he had a cold face when he spoke, as if someone owed him two hundred yuan.

No, this dying fake Taoist priest didn't feel that someone owed him money, he was afraid that he didn't feel that someone owed him his life.

Whether he really deserves to die or not, when he is mentally unbalanced, he will feel that someone owes him his life.

The dragon catcher didn't have the kung fu to deal with the fake Taoist priest, and asked, "Then tell me, what is your surname, and who is you?" ”

The Taoist priest said in a sullen voice: "Ping Dao'an, a person from Liangping County, Fuzhou." You don't have to ask any more questions, I'll just tell you about it. Originally, I didn't learn the Tao in an unknown Xiaodao Temple, but I cultivated in Qingyun Mountain in Tianzhu County. Those nonsense such as the names of Taoist temples that I can't remember to learn the Tao are all words that I cover up and fool. I'm not a Taoist priest who escapes from the sky, but a genuine apprentice of the Seven Peaks Daoist. Even if I am far away from Qingyun Mountain, in the village of refining medicine, I will still communicate with the Seven Peaks Dao for a long time, asking for advice on cultivating immortals. Now my cultivation of immortals may far surpass that of my master, and the valley can be as long as seven days. ”

"Does it work?"

Wang Chuan couldn't help but ask. I'm afraid that this person has gone mad, and when he arrives at this step of the field, he still cares about cultivating immortals and opening the valley, something is wrong!

"Yes, it's useless. Life is gone, what valley to cultivate, what kind of immortality? ”

The Taoist priest smiled astringently and said, "Before you ask me other questions, I have something I want you to tell me. ”

"You say."

The dragon catches the head.

Ping Dao settled down and asked, "How was my master, Daoist Qifeng, judged?" ”

The dragon catcher replied: "Like you, in the afternoon of the same day, we will ask and behead together." ”

Ping Daoan lowered his head and paused for a while. The three head catchers and Wang Chuan all gave him time and waited quietly for him to react.

After a while, Ping Daoan raised his head and said in a calm voice: "I wanted me to cover it up, and only one of me can help my master escape with his life." Unexpectedly, even the master has become their outcast now. In this way, what is the use of me covering up? Whatever you ask, just ask. Tell you all things that I know. ”

Wang Chuan squinted his eyes and stared at Ping Dao'an, a little puzzled in his heart, since this Taoist priest said that it was for the master, why did he explain his identity before asking about the master's safety, and expose the master-apprentice relationship between him and the Seven Peaks Daoist? What kind of mentality did this dying man have when he said this?

The dragon catcher nodded and said, "In that case, I won't ask any more trivial questions." Let's get straight to the point. Tell me, why did you go to that Zhuangzi to refine medicine, and why did you and your master provide Yicuilou with poison? ”

Ping Daoan sighed and said, "My master is the Dao Master of the Seven Peaks, the Dao method is boundless, and the Dan technique is unparalleled. Let's just say that it is scattered and extinct for many years, who can know the formula? However, my master was able to use the literature to try the elixir and let Xiaoyaosan reappear in the world. It's a pity that my master has a bad problem, and he can't stop it again and again - he is addicted to gambling, and he actually lost all his body in the gambling house, and finally bet on the free escape. ”

Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows, and vaguely felt that in that Ping Dao'an's words, there was no resentment towards his master, Qifeng Daoren. It is estimated that in the eyes of this Taoist priest, the source of their calamity is his master's gambling addiction.

"It's very useful to be scattered on the way to cultivating immortals. I can break through the realm and open the valley for seven days, that is, with the help of leisure. But if there is no Taoist skill, and only use Xiaoyaosan, then Xiaoyaosan is a great poison that will cause chaos and chaos. Because of this, when the Shenzhou Dynasty opened, there was a ban movement. But my master has been in the gambling house endlessly, and he can't care about these things at all, and he has lost more than once, letting this scattered poison flow quietly. Later, the popularity of loose and uncontrollable secretly attracted people who were difficult for us to get rid of. ”

Sure enough, there was an irrepressible resentment towards the Qifeng Daoist in Ping Daoan's words, and when he said it later, he had already sharpened his teeth, and the resentment in his voice was difficult to hide at all.

What is this feeling called? Love and hate?

Wang Chuan felt more than that. Ping Daoan focused all the focus on his master, but directly ignored himself. What role did he play in it? Wang Chuan was a little curious.

"And then? Who are you who are difficult to get rid of? ”

The dragon catcher took a quick note and asked at the same time.

Ping Daoan smiled bitterly: "A person of that level, how can I be a little Taoist who has only learned immortal cultivation from my master?" The man had never appeared in the contemplation, and had only called the master to see him once. But when Master came back, he never told me who he had met or what he had said. It's just that not long after that, I was sent to the capital by the master, and then I went to the Zhuangzi and practiced medicine in the Zhuangzi. According to the master's instructions, I taught the prescription of Hehuan San to the people in Zhuangzhong, as for Xiaoyaosan, I am the only one who knows and practices it, and the other people in Zhuangzhong do not know that I am refining other loose medicines. ”

"Then where did all the loose things you practice?"

The dragon catches the head like the wind, and remembers it quickly. Wrote down all of Ping Daoan's confession and asked again.

Ping Daoan took a deep breath and said, "I am leaning on the Cui Building." The people who came from the Yicui Building were usually other people in the building, and only in the middle of each month, the boss would come in person to meet with me. So I gave him the loose scatter that I had refined in January. And what about the boss? Did he escape? ”

Long Zhutou said: "That boss is privately owned, and he also deals in scattered drugs, which is a heinous crime, and he can't escape death." ”

"Hahaha! That's good! Hahahaha! ”

Ping Daoan clapped his hands and laughed, "That damn bastard, I only know that I take Xiaoyaosan from me, and the medicinal materials are not much with me, and the money is not half a cent with me, so that I am about to cut off the cultivation of immortals, so I have to pick out a little Xiaoyaosan, and talk about selling young children who play with the village side with a small poke and a small poke, and buy medicinal materials by myself in exchange for money, so that I can not break the immortal gong." Hahaha, he should have died a long time ago! ”

Wang Chuan's face suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly regretted blocking the right to arrest the head and punish him. Those who are like them deserve to be punished.