The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#558 - Dead End

Lu Jing tore off the black cloth from his face and shook his head, saying, "Monster, don't try to get familiar with this monk. This monk is not your junior brother. Buddha has already given this monk a name. This monk's Dharma name is now Jinlun."

Gong Hao was stunned. He had to admit that for a moment, he had suspected that Lu Jing was setting him up.

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Although the latter had been in the academy for less than a year, and it was impossible for him to play with flying swords, let alone two flying swords, it seemed that there was no one else in this hall except him and that strange object.

Using the process of elimination, Lu Jing was undoubtedly the most suspicious. Moreover, the two mysterious sword cultivators had not shown their faces since they ambushed him.

But now, seeing Lu Jing calling himself Jinlun again, and even performing with his staff on the spot, and more importantly, tearing off the black cloth that he had repeatedly told him not to take off.

The suspicion in Gong Hao's heart was greatly reduced. It seemed that Lu Jing had indeed been bewitched by 【Xin Zi Thirty-One】.

This should have been Gong Hao's dream come true, but he couldn't laugh at all right now.

Because he was also entangled by 【Xin Zi Thirty-One】. It would be one thing if he didn't have any helpers, but if Lu Jing also joined the other side, the situation he faced would undoubtedly become even worse.

So Gong Hao now hoped that Lu Jing could be a little more sober. He said anxiously, "Junior Brother Lu, do you really not recognize me? I am Gong Hao, the supervisor of the Sitianjian. We came to Lingyang County together to investigate the case. I need your help now."

However, Lu Jing only sneered when he heard his words.

Gong Hao could only grit his teeth and continue, "Listen, Junior Brother Lu, the situation is urgent now. We have to get one of us out to report to the Sitianjian for help. I am the supervisor, and I will take the initiative to stay behind to cover you. Let me draw this formation to help you hold back that old monk, and then you can leave this damn place."

But Lu Jing only shouted loudly after hearing this, "Monster, call me Jinlun!"

Gong Hao felt like crying but had no tears. However, now that things had come to this, he could only follow Lu Jing's words and change his words, "Jin, Junior Brother Jinlun… can you listen to me this time? If this continues, we will both die here."

Gong Hao almost kowtowed to Lu Jing at the end.

But the answer he got still made his heart sink.

"Die? No, this monk has already abandoned the pleasures of all living beings and jumped out of reincarnation. On the contrary, you monster, you are still obsessed with the outside world. You are really foolish. As long as this monk has a breath left, he will definitely not let you leave this place."

It's over.

Gong Hao knew that the latter had been completely controlled by 【Xin Zi Thirty-One】and had become a thug for that strange object when he heard Lu Jing's answer.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Jing had already walked towards him with the Zen staff in his hand the next moment.

Gong Hao didn't want to experience the martial arts of a first-class expert on the Tianji List at all.

Seeing this, without saying a word, he immediately bent down to the ground, erased the formation that was half-drawn, and then put his hands together and recited "Amitabha" very obediently.

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Lu Jing on the side, and saw a look of satisfaction on the latter's face.

Not only had he put down the Zen staff in his hand, but he also reached out and patted Gong Hao's shoulder and said, "Not bad, a child can be taught. I see that you not only have good roots, but also great blessings."

"Yes." Gong Hao's shoulders creaked from the pat, but he still squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, but after a pause, he said again.

"Lu, Master Jinlun, I'm new here, can I wander around and get familiar with the place? Don't worry, I can swear that I will never sneak out."

"Well, as long as you don't leave the main hall, the benefactor can do as he pleases." Lu Jing waved his hand.

Gong Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't draw a formation to protect himself, he understood at this moment that if two sword cultivators were really staring at him, then even if he drew ten sets of formations, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

So Gong Hao simply stopped worrying about this matter and turned his attention to escaping.

When Mr. Ji gave him instructions in person, he also told him about the incident in the sixth year of Jiaping, so Gong Hao knew that if he wanted to escape, he had to find the ring-pommel saber hidden in the main hall before the old monk finished reciting the scriptures.

It is said that the ring-pommel saber was divided into seven parts and hidden in seven places in the main hall.

He carefully recalled whether he had missed anything before. Finally, his eyes turned to the ruins, which had been transformed into bronze statues of one hundred and eight Arhats under the influence of 【Xin Zi Thirty-One】, each with different postures.

Gong Hao originally thought that this was a good place to hide things, but he had searched twice and didn't see the fragments of the ring-pommel saber.

This time, he searched more carefully, wishing he could dig three feet into the ground, but unfortunately, he still came up empty-handed.

What he feared came true. The old monk on the other side also stopped speaking at this time and asked Lu Jing and Gong Hao with a smile, "Did you two understand?"

Lu Jing nodded and was about to say something, but Gong Hao shouted first, "No… I was a little distracted just now. I didn't understand the last part. Can you please explain it again?"

"Of course." The old monk was very straightforward and indeed repeated the last paragraph again, and explained it more carefully.

This also bought Gong Hao a little more time. He started rummaging around like a stray dog, even using his broken hand despite the pain.

Because he knew that it was a matter of life and death. If he couldn't find the last piece, he was afraid that he would be buried with Lu Jing.

However, God did not favor him at the last moment. Until the old man finished his last sentence, Gong Hao still didn't see the shadow of the last fragment.

So he could only say, "Also, you… what you said before about the merits and virtues, I, I also don't quite understand."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you convert to my Buddha, this teacher will naturally explain it to you in detail." The old monk said with a kind face.

"But, but I want to know now."

After Gong Hao finished saying this, he saw the old monk's face suddenly darken. "Do you really think I don't know what you are planning? I see that you are pretending to listen to the scriptures, but you are really here to make trouble. Tell me, what exactly are you holding in your hand?"