In the blink of an eye, it fell in front of He Song.

Releasing a trace of his own breath, the sound transmission paper crane in front of He Song suddenly turned into a blank piece of paper.

Expand it.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter was originally caused by me, and after being friendly to Dao, it is actually within the next division."

"I thought it would be too late to do it after the next value, but I didn't expect that Daoyou had already found out the details of Chen Zhou."

"That Chen Zhou has a perverse personality, bullying the weak on weekdays, blackmailing spirit stones, doing all kinds of evil, committing great crimes, and he is simply a black sheep."

"It's a great achievement for a Taoist friend to find out."

"I have crossed out Chen Zhou's name from Lingzhifu and asked for credit for Taoist friends."

"With this merit, Daoist friends should be rewarded by the Elixir Pavilion, and the reward should be given in person when he is decided."

"Zhao Lin."

In the letter, Zhao Lin never mentioned why he was seeking welfare and He Song wanted to dispose of Chen Zhou.

On the contrary, he crossed out Chen Zhou's name from Lingzhifu, and said that Chen Zhou's crime was unforgivable, and he should ask for credit after finding out about this person's crime.

This operation is simply classic.

He Song couldn't help but laugh after seeing it.

Even Wei Fan, who was angry because of what Chen Zhou had done, had a strange face after accidentally catching a glimpse.

This Zhao Lin.

As long as he is within his authority, he can also do things for the benefit of his friends, he really dares to do it.

"This fellow Daoist is really a wonderful person."

Wei Fan's face was strange, and he praised quietly.

He also wanted to help He Song save some spirit stones, and relied on his authority to give He Song benefits.

But I didn't expect it.

Zhao Lin did even more than him.

It's just that he has waived most of the month's rent.

Zhao Lin is good.

not only helped He Song deal with Lingtian matters, but also helped He Song cover when He Song wanted to kill someone, and also asked for credit for him.

This......

Obviously, there is a contradiction between the two sides, and one side wants to cut the grass and eradicate the root cause to prevent future troubles.

When he arrived at Zhao Lin, he became He Song's eyes like a torch, and he noticed that Chen Zhou's character was extremely poor, and cleaned up the tumor for the Elixir Pavilion.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a participant in this incident, Wei Fan might have really believed Zhao Lin's words.

"This Taoist friend has known me for more than three years, and he is the network entrusted to me by Lao Meng before leaving, and when Lao Meng comes back, maybe I can call him and let us have one more person in our party."

Seeing that Wei Fan was interested in Zhao Lin, He Song, who had already included Zhao Lin in the small circle, immediately explained.

If a person is friends with any of the three of them, he can already confirm the character of the other person.

If two of the three of you are friends, there will naturally be no obstacle to joining the small circle.

He Song, Wei Fan, Meng Guan.

The three have known each other for so many years, and they also understand each other's temperament.

People who can be recognized by two of them will naturally have no character problems.

"But speaking of Lao Meng, did Lao Meng send you a sound transmission paper crane recently?" Halfway through his words, He Song remembered Meng Guan again, and hurriedly asked again.

He Song hadn't seen Meng Guan for a long time.

Three years ago, Meng Guan sent a letter to He Song and Wei Fan, and then there was no news until now.

He Song and Wei Fan also tried to contact him, but when the sound transmission paper crane was released, there was always no response.

The two of them were anxious, but they were helpless.

The Chiling Gold Mine is too dangerous, and with the cultivation of the two, they don't dare to go and investigate.

I can only worry in my heart.

"Let's talk about the newcomer's joining after Lao Meng comes back, and Lao Meng didn't give me a sound paper crane, but you wait a minute, I'll let the people below drive that Chen Zhou out of Xianfang first." Shaking his head, Wei Fan said, and released a sound-transmitting paper crane.

He Wei Fan is not a powerless person.

As a deacon of the Lingjian Pavilion and a monk in the late stage of Qi cultivation, the power under his hands is extremely great.

Lingjian Pavilion was originally the department in charge of all the buildings in Xianfang.

Being a deacon in this kind of powerful department, driving a loose cultivator out of Xianfang is just a matter of his words.

Now.

Since Chen Zhou has been removed from Ling Zhifu's position by Zhao Lin, it means that he is already a casual cultivator.

The easiest way to deal with a loose cultivator is to drive it out of the Immortal Fang and then kill it with one sword.

As a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, Wei Fan, who had even improved his combat effectiveness three years ago, was extremely easy when facing a fourth-level Qi cultivation cultivator.

Although Chen Zhou was a casual cultivator, he was just a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator who had just broken through the fourth level of Qi training.

In the face of a monk who is in the late stage of Qi training, and has excellent magic weapons, no shortage of spiritual runes, and skilled spells, he almost does not have much power to resist.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment, and I'll go and get that guy's head." Releasing the sound transmission paper crane, Wei Fan smiled at He Song, and the figure quickly ran towards the outside of the small courtyard.

Looking at the excited look, it seems that he hasn't done it for a long time, and his hands are a little itchy.

However, it was just when he was about to step out of the hospital.

He Song's voice sounded behind him.

"Brother Wei, you don't need a head, but you remember to burn it and burn it!"

Wei Fan's figure was visible to the naked eye, and then he rushed towards the courtyard at a faster speed.

At the same time, a voice followed.

"Okay, I'll bring you some ashes after burning."

In this way, Wei Fan's figure disappeared into the courtyard and headed towards the location of Chen Zhou's house.

In the small courtyard.

Seeing Wei Fan's figure disappear from sight, He Song was speechless in his heart, but after thinking about it, he still didn't refuse.

After killing, the corpse is burned, and the bones are scattered.

It shouldn't cause any trouble.

Even if Chen Zhou has friends outside, I'm afraid he won't be able to trace himself.

Moreover, after burning the corpse and scattering the ashes, it can also prevent Chen Zhou from pretending to be dead or faking his death to escape.

Even if he really dies, he won't turn into a zombie.

After the corpses are burned, the bones are scattered, and everything is gone.

Chen Zhou will also completely disappear from this world.

After thinking about it, He Song forcibly resisted the idea of going to destroy the corpse with Wei Fan.

Outside of Xianfang, it was still too dangerous for He Song at this moment.

In the middle stage of Qi cultivation, he didn't learn any offensive spells and defensive spells, and his fighting ability was about equal to zero.

In such a situation, if you encounter an enemy, I am afraid that you can only hide behind Wei Fan.

This is not what He Song wants.

"It's better to wait until you have practiced some attack and defense spells, and then with attack and defense spells, prepare some good spirit runes, and then go out of the fairy fang."

In Wei Fan's small courtyard, He Song secretly thought about what he needed to prepare.

At this time, He Song's cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and at least ninety spirit stones would be recorded every year.

This is much richer than when he was in the early stage of Qi training.

As long as he saved up some time, He Song felt that the things he had just thought about would definitely be able to be put together.

After all, time is such a thing.

I never lacked it.