The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 249 Framing the blame
On the deserted street, the bright moonlight shone on Zhang Jingyuan, making him the well-deserved center of attention, like the protagonist on the stage, attracting much attention.

The rest are nothing more than flies and dogs in dark corners. At most, they are carrion-eating hyenas and vultures.

But at this moment, seeing the man being chased running towards him, especially with the burning light shining in his eyes, which was the hope of life, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly felt that the protagonist might as well not do anything.

After all, the protagonist has always represented trouble.

But to be honest, he was probably going to disappoint this man.

There is no way, who knows that he has already passed the age where he likes to draw a sword to help when there is injustice and be a good person, so he will not save this man.

Furthermore, he didn’t understand the right and wrong. What if this man was a thief?
As soon as his thoughts changed, Zhang Jingyuan tapped his toes and jumped back, preparing to avoid this place of right and wrong and continue to the inn through another alley.

But who knew that as soon as he moved, the man's direction also changed, and he was still running towards him firmly, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingyuan frowned slightly, quickened his pace, and opened the distance between him and the man again. Why should this man be so persistent?
He felt that he had expressed his thoughts very clearly and vividly.

Although at this moment, he did not want to expose his cultivation at the Golden Core stage, it was not something that a foundation-building monk could catch up with. However, in just three breaths, Zhang Jingyuan's figure almost disappeared from the man's eyes.

Seeing this scene, the man's eyes instantly revealed a sense of despair. After all, he had run all this way, and Zhang Jingyuan was the first living person he saw. It was the last life-saving straw in the true sense. If Zhang Jingyuan was left alone. If he leaves, he will definitely die this time.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled to drive the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power rolled and roared like a huge wave, and he felt sudden bursts of tearing sensations in the meridians throughout his body.

His excessive drive of spiritual power means that he will need at least two years of training in the future to truly recover as before. But even so, it is still an overdraft of his own potential, but in order to save his life, he can no longer care about these things. The roots are gone.

Using such a costly secret method, the gain obtained is naturally huge. With a roar, its speed suddenly exploded, and it rushed towards Zhang Jingyuan. A visible sound barrier instantly enveloped his whole body. From a distance, it looked like Like a sudden flash of lightning in the sky.

In just a short breath, he actually caught up with Zhang Jingyuan. Seeing that the distance between the two was only a few feet, the man took out something from his arms and threw it directly towards Zhang Jingyuan. He kept saying: "Thing, you go first." Take it, you and I will run separately and meet at the same place."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyuan turned his head suddenly, and did not catch the thing subconsciously, but let it roll to the ground, making a series of crisp sounds, which was particularly harsh in the silent night sky.

From the sound, it seemed like a wooden box containing something.

Zhang Jingyuan looked at the man, a cold light exploded in his eyes, like a shocking light, stabbing the man fiercely.

He originally thought that the man approached him just because he wanted to ask for help, but he never expected that the man actually wanted to frame the situation and divert the trouble away. This was a bit too much.

Feeling the coldness in Zhang Jingyuan's eyes, the man suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body seemed to be frozen. The hair on his back suddenly stood up, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. He suddenly felt desperate that a disaster was imminent!
Obviously, he had found the wrong person to be the scapegoat this time. If things went wrong, he would even bump into an iron plate, causing his head to break and bleed!
He only had this feeling a hundred years ago, when he had just embarked on the path of cultivation and was on the third level of Qi refining when he accidentally encountered a Dzogchen Qi refining monster. He had never felt that death was actually far away from him. So close.

However, what surprised him even more was that Zhang Jingyuan didn't touch this thing at all. The effect of his plan was almost completely gone, not to mention completely lost.

As soon as his thoughts changed, the man continued to speak loudly: "This treasure is worth five thousand spiritual stones. When the time comes, you and I will add to it two to five, and we will have the qualifications to lead to the golden elixir."

As soon as he finished speaking, while he was running in a hurry, the man's spiritual energy hit the wooden box directly. The wooden box was damaged, and a strong spiritual energy leaked out instantly, filling the entire alley.

Although he knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, the situation had reached this point and was irreversible. What else could he do but continue?
Therefore, at this moment, he was betting on the greed of the passerby in front of him, betting that he would not be able to help but touch this thing. Once he could not help but touch this thing, it would be like yellow mud falling off his crotch, no? Shit is also shit.

Once the pursuers behind him split off to chase Zhang Jingyuan, he would be 80% sure of escaping.

As he said this, the man paused and ran quickly towards the other side. He had already said and done what he had to say and do. As for whether the passerby in front of him was fooled or not, it had nothing to do with him. Do your best to obey fate.

Hearing what the man said, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but sneer, not to mention that he could sense through his spiritual consciousness that the wooden box contained only the remains of a mysterious magic weapon, which was worth twenty or thirty spiritual stones at most. That's all, it will definitely not be worth five thousand spiritual stones as the other party said.

Even if he didn't know what was in the wooden box, the question was, since he had already decided in his heart that this man was not a good thing, or even a bad person at all, how could he be so stupid as to listen to this man's words and pick it up at will? wooden box. At this moment, the pursuers behind the man seemed to have activated some secret technique, and they actually rushed over.

The big man at the head glanced at Zhang Jingyuan, then at the wooden box on the ground, waved his hand and said: "Control the people and things, and when the suspicion is cleared, make sure that this person is not with that little thief." Then let them go."

After saying this, the two mid-stage foundation-building monks behind the big man immediately separated and rushed towards Zhang Jingyuan like hungry tigers attacking sheep, with a playful light in their eyes.

"Boy, I advise you to cooperate honestly to avoid unnecessary suffering."

Flying into the air, one of the monks took out a rope-like magic weapon from his arms and used it to cover Zhang Jingyuan's head.

They also heard what the little thief said just now, and naturally knew that the passerby in front of them was most likely framed by the little thief.

But the problem is, it is better to believe that there is something than to believe that there is nothing. If the passerby in front of you is really an accomplice of the little thief, and they are using a trick to hide the truth, but they let him go. Once the uncle blames him, Then wouldn't they have to live in vain?

As for whether the person in front of them is willing to cooperate or not, that is not within the scope of their consideration. If they want to blame it, they can only blame it on his bad luck.

Feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the confinement formations on the rope, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but frown. With his knowledge, how could he not see that once tied up by this rope, as long as he is below the golden elixir stage, all his spiritual power will be reduced. Being completely imprisoned, and in addition, there are some formation patterns hidden in this confinement formation that are used to harm the imprisoned.

It seems that this pursuer is not a good thing. Zhang Jingyuan's perception of the group in front of him suddenly dropped sharply.

He originally thought that his previous actions were considered to be the most benevolent and righteous, and he could completely clear himself of the suspicion. There should be no one who is short-sighted and would come to trouble him again.

He didn't believe that these people didn't hear what the man said to him. He couldn't see that he hadn't even touched the wooden box.

But knowing that he has nothing to do with this matter, and still planning to kill the wrong person rather than let him go, is that a little too much?
Their interests are interests, but his interests are not interests?
As soon as he thought, the Jiuqu Glacier Sword appeared directly in his hand. Zhang Jingyuan waved his hand and was about to rush in front of him. The rope magic weapon, which had already been formed and shone with light, was instantly frozen into a popsicle, fell straight down, and fell straight on the ground. It fell to the ground and made a sound of gold and iron.

"Boss, I have a tough idea! Come and help!"

Seeing this, the monk who used the rope magic weapon looked shocked and couldn't help but shout loudly.

The big man who was chasing after him frowned, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Zhang Jingyuan fiercely, and said: "Fellow Taoist, I advise you to cooperate and not to cause trouble that you shouldn't cause. I'll wait for you." After the suspicion is cleared, I will let you go to avoid misunderstanding."

As he spoke, he nodded again at the two monks behind him. They paused and rushed towards Zhang Jingyuan, completely dividing the troops into two groups.

Seeing that these people were obviously planning to keep him here completely, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "What does it mean to clear the suspicion? Do I want to let you arrest me and cooperate with your interrogation and body search, even If things go wrong, I still want you to search for my soul, so that I can prove my innocence?"

There was already a hint of sullenness in Zhang Jingyuan's voice.

He can understand that these people must have a foolproof strategy in order to recover their lost things, but the problem is that he does not accept such treatment!
Hearing what Zhang Jingyuan said, the big man was stunned for a moment, and then gave Zhang Jingyuan a deep look, obviously acquiescing to what Zhang Jingyuan said.

After all, if this were not the case, how could he be sure that Zhang Jingyuan had nothing to do with the little thief.

As for whether Zhang Jingyuan should be wronged or not, this was not within the scope of his consideration. Shouldn't Zhang Jingyuan cooperate with the Fire Sect's affairs?

At worst, he would just give him ten or eight spiritual stones as compensation.

"I think you will pay the price for your thoughts."

As soon as Zhang Jingyuan finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)