Chapter 991: The Yellow Sparrow is Behind (Part II)
For a moment, I was angry and hateful, I wanted to rely on a fake identity to find out Dongye's secret, but I didn't expect that Dongye would come with me with a yellow finch behind!
This is properly self-defeating!
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"What can you offer me?"
"Self-established king? The king is not the emperor after all. ”
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"Divide the world equally."
A recording of about ten minutes clearly records every conversation between me and Higashino.
In the recording, I kept saying that I was a member of Qixiangmen, and I also admitted my purpose of entering Qingfeng Temple, but these falsehoods became evidence in court at this moment! I didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Moreover, from this point of view, Longhu Mountain has actually hooked up with the cult for a long time, otherwise it would not be Longhu Mountain that gets rid of me!
To this day, Longhu Mountain is still wearing the skin of justice, so as to help the cult deal with some thorny problems, the means are really clever!
I could clearly feel the cold sweat dripping from my forehead, and these recordings meant to me that there was no room for any turnaround.
I stared intently at the sound of questioning, quickly smoothing out my thoughts, now I don't have any hope of life, I only have one thought - even if I die, I will peel off the hypocritical skin of Longhu Mountain!
I jerked my head up and asked aloud, "Where did you get this recording?" ”
The Lingxu Daoist was not in a hurry: "Now I'm asking you." ”
"I have a right to know, where did this recording come from?"
The Lingxu Daoist looked at He Bei: "The young head of the Quanzhen Sect provided it." ”
He Beiteng stood up and said solemnly: "That's right." A few days ago, I went out, and this USB drive was placed at my door. Out of curiosity, I plugged the USB drive into the computer, and the content in it shocked me, I didn't expect that there would be people like you in my Taoist temple! Longhu Mountain is the religious leader of Gandu, and he should hand over this matter to the head of Lingxu to decide! ”
"Fart!" I couldn't help but shout angrily: "How did this thing come about, don't you know in your hearts? ”
He Bei retorted with a straight face: "You mean, I'm framing you? ”
"Isn't it a false accusation?"
I'm really dumb now, and I'm full of bitterness, but I can't say a word.
The Lingxu Daoist sneered and said, "You are just a monk, he is a young head of the Quanzhen Sect, what did he frame you for?" ”
I stood up directly from the stool, pointed at the spirit on the stage with one hand, and asked sharply, "What do you mean by that?" If he has a high status, he must be a good person? I'm a monk, so I must do evil? The old eyes are dizzy, the heart is rotten and blind, and at an old age, you are a living dog! ”
In the face of my arguments, the Lingxu Daoist was very displeased: "The good guys and the bad guys are all in the evidence." You say you want proof, and I'll give you proof!" You're not going to do it yet! ”
"Fart! You should ask the young head of the Quanzhen faction, how did the scar on his head remain? Where did you leave it? ”
He Bei pointed at me with one hand and shouted, "You can say it!" When I was catching ghosts in the mountains, you sneaked up behind me and seriously injured me in order to take credit! ”
Good guy, all the things you did back then are on my head today!
In a matter of minutes, the smell of gunpowder spread rapidly, and my unwillingness to show weakness and the imposition of spiritual weakness collided together, and no one refused to back down half a point!
"The facts are conclusive, you still don't admit it, fight!"
The Prison Master stood up violently, waved his big hand, and pointed at the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.
In an instant, countless sticks rushed into the air, the first few smashed on my sternum, the back ones slashed at my lower back, and a few sticks ran down my armpits, holding me up in the air.
The disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall slammed into the crook of my leg, and my lower body went straight to the soft, but my arm was still in the air, and I couldn't kneel down if I wanted to, and I couldn't stand up if I wanted to stand, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
For a few seconds, I felt like I was cargo, just being carried in mid-air.
didn't give me much time to react, the stick had already smashed on my back, the stick made a thumping sound on my back, and the next second, the stick on my chest also fell, the stick fell rhythmically, when I was pumped to the back, the stick on my chest smashed over, when I was pumped to the front, the stick behind me fell again, I was like a kite, and was pumped around in mid-air by the stick......