It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 112 The Evil Skeleton God

Gongyuan.

Autumn lasts for nine days, but it is not only the students in the examination room who are suffering, but also a large number of parents who hope that their children will succeed.

I saw that in Suijin Street, the flow of people coming and going was more than double that of usual.

Outside the Gongyuan, many vendors were set up selling food.

Of course, the most popular fortune tellers are fortune tellers, and their business is endless.

Among them, there was a blind man holding a square cloth flag.

On both sides of the cloth flags, there is a message written on each flag -

"A stylus determines good and evil, and a triangle of money determines good and bad."

"Wang Wenqu for the magical method of immortals turns stones into gold and opens the Huangting Court."

After fortune-telling for the last couple of guests, the blind man was collecting the turtle shell copper coins when he heard a voice,
  "I also want to tell fortunes."

The blind man nodded and said,

"For whom to tell the fortune, name, birth date, and what you want, please tell me one by one."

"I'm looking for a future for my brother, even if I pass this imperial examination. Oh, my name is Li Qingjing..."

Upon hearing the words Li Qingjing, the blind man's hand movements stopped slightly, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

The blind man's voice sounded uncontrollably and he said,
  "Where's your birth date?

Li Qinglin said loudly,
  "If there is no birth date, it doesn't mean it can't be calculated?"

The sound came out and attracted the attention of many people.

The blind man had no choice but to change the tortoise and take the paper. He used the pictogram method to calculate half an hour based on the character, object and image of the name, and then he found out:
  "The mirror is clear, the water on the left is bright on the right, and the ministers on both sides are meeting each other with swords and talismans. It means that although this person has an official career, he is also in danger of being dusted. It is recommended that he take the imperial examination in a few years, otherwise he will be killed."

Li Qinglin frowned when he heard this.

Seeing that the blind man had collected the paper and was about to collect the money, he said again,

"Don't be busy! Give me another fortune telling. This time there are only birth dates and no names!"

When the blind man heard this, he felt angry and said with a smile,

"Are the guests looking for fun in me?"

Li Qinglin was waiting for these words. He stood up suddenly and cursed,
  "What! You are a guest and I am a guest, and you are asked to tell your fortune and you still can't shirk it?!"

When the blind man heard this, he could no longer suppress his anger and picked up a turtle shell from the stall...

Then he stuffed it into his arms, quickly packed up the stall, and said he would close the stall and no more fortune-telling today.

This guy didn't fall for the trick?
  Li Qinglin stood up and stood in front of this person, his eyes dark.
  "That Skeleton God was refined by you?"

The blind man looked confused and said,

"What Skeleton God? Get out of the way, I can't afford to offend you and I can't hide from you!"

Li Qinglin smiled coldly when he heard this.

Suddenly, the blind man's figure turned into an afterimage as soon as he lifted his head, and swept out of the place in an instant.

However, a hand wrapped with veins and bulging muscles punched hard and twisted the air, making an explosive roar and pressing it to the ground.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound and dust flew up in all directions.

Li Qinglin was proficient in the art of touching the body and quickly found a palm-sized bone statue from the blind man.

The bones are mottled, stained with a lot of blood, the hair is bloody and the eyes are red, just like the skeleton ghost mentioned by the Taoist Taoist Changmei!
  "Tell me about it?"

Li Qinglin took out his punishment badge and signaled the government soldiers patrolling the streets to stay behind.

Lifting the blind man's neck, he walked to the street, sat down boldly, and put the blind man down. The blind man looked dejected after the incident was revealed and said,
  "I said, I said, the Skeleton God was not refined by me. It is something that has been passed down from generation to generation in the family. After being sacrificed with the blood of livestock, it can be stimulated to appear.

Some time ago, a student named Jiang Bifen in Hanshan College gave me fifty taels of silver and asked me to go to Gaojiu's house in the city to steal test papers.

They also asked me to control ghosts secretly, stumbling upon several competitors, and threatening them in their dreams, including the Li Qingjing you just mentioned. "

It turns out that Qing Jing’s headaches and nightmares during this period were caused by this...

Li Qinglin heard this and asked suddenly,

"Then why do you still want to kill Gao Zhiren?"

When the blind man heard this, his expression flickered, and he hurriedly explained,
  "Ghosts are difficult to subjugate. They want to kill themselves when they smell the scent of strangers! The sacrificial formulas left by our ancestors are incomplete, so it will inevitably be stolen away..."

……

The door of Gongyuan was slowly pushed open.

Several criminals filed in.

Li Qinglin took the lead, with lightning-like eyes, he glanced around the dormitory, and under the leadership of the soldier, he came to a student.

Jiang Bifen is a well-dressed young man with a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and a slender figure.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the unique attire of the Criminal Secretary. Without raising his head, he gently twisted the brush in his hand and wrote the last line of text.

Then he raised his head and looked at Li Qinglin,
  "I recognize you, you are Qing Jing's brother. I understand."

Jiang Bifen seemed to have anticipated his outcome, and there was no surprise. He spread out his clothes with both hands, stood up slowly, and walked out of the dormitory.

"I will not resist. Please keep your voices down, officials, so as not to disturb the scientific examinations of your classmates."

Jiang Bifen's voice was soft, and he calmly walked towards the gate of Gongyuan, quite free and easy.

But the next moment,
  However, he was kicked to the ground by Li Qinglin and fell to the ground.

Li Qinglin pressed his head and said in a cold tone,
  "When you do something wrong, you have to admit it! Your generous and frank look makes us look like harsh officials, do you understand?"

And in a dormitory,

Li Qingjing's face was as pale as paper, his temples were twitching, but there were still a lot of blank spaces on the test paper.

He heard something moving, looked up, and saw several familiar figures.

"Brother? Why is he here? This is..."

Li Qingjing stared blankly at his former 'confidant', Jiang Bifen, who was taken away by a group of torturers. Outside the door, he was even shackled and lost his mind for a long time.

But I don’t know if it was Li Qingjing’s misunderstanding. After Jiang Bifen left, his condition suddenly improved and became much better. He no longer had headaches. He wrote with energy, and a test paper was quickly filled with handwriting.

After withdrawing his thoughts from the examination questions, Li Qingjing finally realized something. He looked at Jiang Bifen's empty dormitory and was silent for a long time.

After leaving Gongyuan, Li Qinglin vaguely felt that someone was looking at him with a hint of malice.

He looked up and saw an official standing silently by the window on the second floor of the Gongyuan building.

Lu Youtai looked down at Li Qinglin with a cold face and heartless eyes.

Li Qinglin stopped and looked at him.

The noise all around suddenly disappeared, and the sky and the earth were pale, leaving only the color in front of them.

Several examiners hurriedly ran downstairs, angrily scolding Li Qinglin and the others for not following the rules and actually arresting people in the Gongyuan!

Hearing the examiner's voice, Li Qinglin withdrew his gaze.

Weiwei drew the sword, the blade was like snow, and the crisp buzzing sound immediately overwhelmed the angry scoldings of all the examiners.

"I am in charge of the punishment department. Officials of the eighth rank and below can be sentenced to jail. Do you want to be charged with obstructing law enforcement?"

(End of this chapter)