.After Pan Shizheng ordered, soon, two Taoist priests followed each of the imperial guards who entered Lingxuan Temple. Wukong turned around accidentally, but no matter how he looked, he felt something was wrong.

What are these Taoist priests doing? Are you watching strongly?

Of course, this reason is that Chang He did not bring all his imperial guards into Lingxuan Temple, but left most of the troops outside Lingxuan Temple. Although Chang He's name was to ensure that the Taoist priests would not escape, Wukong could see the guy's intention at a glance.

This is leaving a way out!

If he could find something like a witch in Lingxuan Temple, then Chang He would naturally have made contributions, but if he didn't find it, he could also put the blame on himself so that he would not offend Wang Yuanzhi to death. Damn Chang He was so clever, he had no brains to do other things, and he was very skilled in such bullshit things.

However, although Chang He has his own si-heart, Wukong has no intention of exposing him.

In the final analysis, everyone is self-conscious. Even if Wukong is narcissistic, he will not feel that he has given Chang He a headache, and that Chang He can make his life pay for himself. Of course, if it is really necessary to do this, Wukong doesn't mind helping Chang He and let him sacrifice for himself.

But there is no need to be such extreme things in this way!

The case site has been arranged, and the tools for the crime were ready in the morning. The whole thing was waiting for my last moment and it was completely locked down.

So what about Wang Yuanzhi? By that time, even if he is a god, the Shangqing Sect would have to peel off a layer of skin.

"Great Powerful Tianlong, I'll coax you." Wukong looked around with a pretentious look, and then pointed his hand at a courtyard next to him, "Yeah, that's right, the witch cup doll that has a sense of Wang Gui is in this courtyard."

"General Chang, seal this yard." Pei Jiji jumped up and down, and said hoarsely, "Then go in and search for me. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find out what this demonic path uses to use evil magic."

Dig three feet into the ground? Damn, Pei Ji, are you planning to have an authentic battle with Wang Yuanzhi in Lingxuan Temple?

In fact, there was no need for Pei Ji to command. Just after Wukong pointed out that the target was in this yard, Chang He waved his hand and the imperial guards had already surrounded the yard for a while. Two of them immediately blocked the entrance, and two people stood at the corner, and the rest rushed in.

The imperial guards were in a dilemma at that time, the Taoist priests who were watching them were watching them. Because when they were planning to go in and continue to watch strongly, they were immediately stopped by the imperial guards who were watching.

"Pei Sikong" Just after these Taoist priests were stopped, Pan Shizheng immediately appeared, "You are going to block the big mén with people. Are you planning to take the opportunity to put something in it to plant the stakes and Shangqing sect?"

"Is it necessary for me to do that?" Pei Ji snorted. "What I am worried about is that after some people entered, they secretly hid the things they had not found and took them away."

"Can't this little master Wukong see where things are with his heavenly eyes? What are you still worried about?" Master Pan sneered, and his head turned to Wukong, who had been pretending to be a god since he entered Lingxuan Temple. "Or, Master Wukong, what you call the sky eye is simply fake?"

What do you mean? If you can’t afford to offend Pei Ji, I will take Xiao Zi to take the surgery, right? Wukong looked at Pan Shizheng with a smile. I’m sorry, Pan Zhenren, you will soon know, you shouldn’t mess with me, you shouldn’t mess with me!

"I don't think there is anything inappropriate about the arrangements of Pei Sikong and General Chang." Wukong smiled innocently and said to Pan Shizheng, "After all, we are facing now the proud disciple of Pan Zhenren, the famous living god king and master. What if we put you in the yard and drive ghosts and other things to take away the evidence?"

"Hmph! Nonsense" Pan Shizheng waved his sleeves, "Who told you, I will drive ghosts..."

Before he could explain, Wukong had already screamed, interrupted his words, and then made a surprised expression on his face, saying in a loud voice, "Zhengren Pan, you can't drive ghosts. How is this possible? As the next master of the Maoshan Sect, you can't even drive ghosts. How did you reach such a high position?"

"Who told you about us?" Pan Shizheng was still planning to explain, but was immediately interrupted by Wukong.

"Oh, I understand!" Wukong slapped his hands and gave a proud smile. "You must have pretended not to do it on purpose, and then you want to follow us in and take the opportunity to drive the ghost, right? It's so dangerous. If I weren't smart, I would have almost been fooled by you!"

Only then will you drive ghosts, your whole family will drive ghosts!

"I told you that I can't drive ghosts!" Mr. Pan gritted his teeth and replied.

"Zhengren Pan, don't pretend anymore." Wukong continued with a naive look on his face, "You are a Taoist priest from the Maoshan Sect of Shangqing Sect. You said that you Maoshan Taoist priests do not exorcise ghosts. Do you think we are three-year-old children? If you don't believe it, ask these people's soldiers present, who don't know, Maoshan Taoist priests are specializing in catching ghosts."

Master Pan looked depressed by Wukong, but he didn't know how to explain it. After all, the rumor that the Taoist priests in Maoshan would catch ghosts was specially promoted by their Shangqing Sect.

"Okay, okay, let's do it!" Wukong took out a piece of stuff that seemed to be rice paper from his sleeve, and then patted a Taoist priest on the shoulder very skillfully. "Come on, this Taoist brother, can you find me some cinnabar and some pens?"

The Taoist priest was not used to Wukong's intimate action, so he took a step back awkwardly, and then turned his attention to Pan Shizheng.

"Get him!" Pan Shizheng said coldly.

"Oh, Master Pan is indeed very prestigious, and he is a word of nothing!" Wukong raised his thumbs to Master Pan. "Look, you Taoist priests in Lingxuan Temple have to apply for some cinnabar, etc., but I have something to tell you solemnly."

"What's the matter?" Pan Shizheng also looked a little infected by Wukong. "You said?"

"When Sima Yi commented on Zhuge Wuhou, "Eating less and doing more is the way to die!" Wukong said to Mr. Pan seriously, "Zheng Pan, you must be careful and be able to break the sky even if you have such a little cinnabar!"

"Mr. Wukong" Master Pan was just scanning Wukong and answering proudly. "I'm already forty years old!"

"Ah, Mr. Pan, you celebrate your birthday today, congratulations!" Wukong folded his hands together and bowed to Mr. Pan. "I'm in a hurry. I didn't prepare any gifts. By the way, Mr. Pan, is your birthday today...

"Of course not..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know today is Pan Zhenren's birthday, etc." Wukong raised his head and let out Mihuo's eyes. "Since it's not a birthday, Pan Zhenren, what gift do you want from us? Is it your wedding anniversary? Didn't you say that you Taoist priests are not allowed to get married?"

"I didn't say that today is someone's birthday!" Mr. Pan felt that he was about to be madly angry by the little monk who pretended to be crazy.

"Lou, I understand!" Wukong looked like he suddenly realized. "It turns out that you are taking bribes on your birthday!"

As he said that, Wukong came to Pan Shizheng very enthusiastically and knocked Pan Shizheng with his elbow intimately, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep my mouth shut. If I don't tell others, I will see nothing and know nothing."

"Lou has no..."

"And you, I didn't see anything, I didn't know anything!" Wukong ignored Pan Shizheng who was explaining and pointed at the imperial guards with his fingers. "None of us has seen Pan Zhenren accepting gifts and other bribes in the name of birthday. Do you understand?"

Almost most of the imperial guards who followed were urging themselves to sleep by Goku, so they all answered in a fun way, "Yes, we don't know anything and we don't see anything."

"Someone didn't..."

"Zhengren Pan, don't say it!" Wukong came to Pan Shizheng with a good expression on his face. "We all understand, don't worry, we won't say it."

"I told you that I was forty years old, and that I was already so old......"

"Don't worry, if we don't say it, we will definitely not say it!" Wu Kong gave Mr. Pan a blank look, "Zhengren Pan, please believe in my character!"

Damn, do you, a damn little bald donkey, have you, a good person to be good at this thing?

At this time, the Taoist priest who had just gone to the cinnabar had already returned, so Wu Kong gave a blank look, and then took the tray of the priest holding the cinnabar pen and ink from the Taoist priest, and then carefully folded the white paper in his hand and folded it into a piece of paper.

Finally no one disturbed me, Mr. Pan took the opportunity to say in one breath, "What I mean is that someone is forty years old, and even if he dies now, it cannot be considered a loss. Didn't he tell you that today is my birthday, and he didn't plan to receive any gifts from you?"

"Okay, okay, we all know!" Wukong dipped his pen in cinnabar and drew some mysterious pictures on the white paper strips, which gave the people next to him the kind of huā patterns and lines that were not understood but were very powerful. "Oh, I said that we wouldn't say it, so don't explain it, so Pan Zhenren, you shouldn't explain it, so"

While saying that, Wukong finished drawing the last stroke, then picked up the paper with his hands and blew it gently with his mouth to dry the paper strips. While saying lightly in his mouth, “Explanation is to cover up, and concealment is to make up stories.”

"I didn't make up a story!" Mr. Pan felt that the more he looked at the bad guy in front of him, the more he disliked him.

"Okay, I can let you go in." Wukong shook the thing in his hand that looked like a talisman in his hand. "However, in order to prevent Pan Zhenren from taking the opportunity to use magic power to drive ghosts and other things, it will cause us some trouble, so it is better for us to be a villain first and then a gentleman. Do you think so, Pan Zhenren!"

"What is the villain first, and then the gentleman?" Pan Shizheng said suspiciously.

"The so-called villain first, then gentleman is, let me talisman cover your hands and wrists." Wukong shook the note in his hand. "Ah, let it go, let it go, let it go, Master Pan, I am not a curse witch cup or something. You are more familiar with these things in Shangqing Sect, but I am really not familiar with them at all..."

What a damn thing is that we are more familiar with Shangqing Sect. The people of our Shangqing Sect are not familiar with the witch cup curse at all!

"This talisman is called a magic test talisman!" Wukong slowly shook the talisman in his hand, allowing the people around him to see clearly. "It has no other function, it is just more sensitive to magic power. Well, I'm going to be more straightforward. When this talisman encounters magic power, it will quickly absorb magic power and then... touch!"

Wukong made an exaggerated gesture, "Don't worry, it's not explosion, but spontaneous combustion, that is, it will burn yourself. How about it, Pan Zhenren, as long as you can use this talisman to bind your hands, Xiaone, I can let you follow Xiaone in. As long as the talisman on your wrist does not catch fire, it means that Pan Zhenren, you have not used your magic power."

"I don't have any magic power at all?" Mr. Pan turned his head, "so there is no need to use this kind of thing to test."

"Have you heard that? Mr. Pan said he has no magic power!" Wukong seemed to have discovered something strange and looked at Mr. Pan with an incredible look. "I said Mr. Pan, don't say what you said, me, do you think these brothers from Lingxuan Temple believe it?"

As he said that, Wukong walked to Pan Shizheng and said to Pan Shizheng, "You, the most beloved disciple of the Dharma Lord of Yuanzhi, the future Shangqing Sect's palm, has no magic power. Where are you playing with us?"

It is impossible not to say that when Wukong said this, let alone Pei Ji, Chang He and the Imperial Guards, even the Taoist priests of Lingxuan Temple were looking at Pan Shizheng with incredible eyes.

Yes, you, Zhenren Pan, is the disciple of the King of Dharma Lord, and the master of the robes and bowls. Do you say you don’t have magic power, will we believe it?

"Besides, it's okay if you don't have magic power!" Wukong shook the talisman paper in his hand. "This is a thing to prevent gentlemen and villains. If you don't have magic power, it's definitely impossible to use secret tricks. So what's wrong with just holding it?"

"Oh, by the way, I was wrong about it. How could Pan Zhenren accept the feeling of being shackled by Xiaozi?" Wukong slapped his brain with his hand. "That's it, Pan Zhenren, you hold the paper with your left hand and pinch it with your right hand. This is OK, it's definitely not like shackled by your body..."

"Zhengren Pan, you can't do this!" Pei Ji, who was on the side, stared at Pan Shizheng without blinking. "If this is the case, I will never let you in. You should go directly to the imperial court to sue me."

"Okay!" After hesitating for a while, Pan Shizheng finally made a decision.

Although it is indeed suspicious to take the thing that Wukong made, Mr. Pan felt that this talisman was just a deception. Compared with this matter, he still had to follow him into Junior Brother Wang Gui's yard to prevent Pei Ji and the others from planting stakes.

"Okay, that's right. Come on, please pinch this side with your left hand and pinch this side with your right hand." Wukong smiled and handed the talisman in his hand left and right to Pan Shizheng's hand. "Don't let go of your hand. Once you let go of your hand, I can only think that you are planning to cast spells secretly."

"Don't worry!" Mr. Pan snorted.

"Pei Sikong, Master Pan has a noble status. I am worried that these imperial guards are rude to stare at him. Please ask Pei Sikong, please come and see him in person!" Wukong smiled and said to Pei Ji, "By the way, Pei Sikong, you put on the crystal mirror, so you can see it clearly and clearly."

"Okay!" Pei Ji didn't understand why Wukong had to do this at this time, but he followed the meaning of Wukong's words and took out his glasses. After Dai Pei Ji finally put them on, Wukong looked up at the sky with a smile, and then walked in along the big mén in the courtyard.

"Dawei Tianlong, I'll coax you." After Wukong put two baking pieces in the yard, his right hand turned into a sword, and passed by his eyes, "Let me lend me a pair of wise eyes, let me see this trouble clearly and clearly..."

"Pretending to be a god!" Master Pan looked at Wukong who was snorting somewhere, and snorted in his heart.

"I saw it. The first place with the smell of witch cups is here." After Wukong walked around the yard, he pointed his hand at the underside of a tree in the middle of the yard. "It's under the tree!"

"What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and dig up?" Chang He sniffed, and reached out to the back of an imperial guard's head for a moment. "What are you doing when you are standing stupid?"

"Yes!" The imperial guard was lifted up by Chang Heping, and immediately picked up his tools and dug them under the tree.

However, because the land under this tree has not been moved for a long time, the imperial guards were digging hard. "You guys, go up and dig together!" After Chang He looked at it, he pointed at the other imperial guards with his hands.

"Be careful when digging!" Wukong said next to him, "The digging of soil is broken. If you check carefully, this witch cup doll may not be very big."

"Have you heard what Master Wukong said?" Chang He also said, "You all give me some attention."

Next, let’s see these imperial guards carefully digging bit by bit, and then there is another imperial guard where they dug up the larger blocks of soil, and then see if there is anything inside.

"I said, don't worry about the block of soil, even your fingers are not as good as yours. What are you doing?" After watching for a while, Chang He finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to the imperial guard who knocked the block of soil, "Did you hear that big block?"

"Mr. Wukong, you have dug so deep, have you dug something?" Master Pan was standing aside, and Yin said sarcastically, "Are you planning to dig out the tree in Junior Brother Wang Gui's yard?"

"You guys should also pay attention. Although I can see that it is under the tree, I still can't see the location that is too specific." Wukong ignored him, but was giving serious guidance to the imperial guards. "So don't just look for it in front of the tree, on the left, on the right, and on the back.

"This range is too large, right?" Chang He said to Wukong, "Can't you narrow it down?"

"It's almost like this within two feet of this tree." Goku spread his hands. "Because of this tree, I can only see so much."
To be continued...