Master Qingqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly explained: "No, don't listen to this nonsense, I don't."

When Lin Zifeng heard this, he just smiled playfully and said, "Is there really no poison in your whisk? Are you sure? If you get poisoned by the poison in the whisk and die, does it have nothing to do with me?"

When Lin Zifeng said these words, Master Qingqiu's face changed wildly. He knew what Lin Zifeng was going to do, and he stopped holding the fly whisk in fear and backed away repeatedly.

"You... don't mess around, I know I was wrong." Master Qingqiu begged for mercy again and again. Although he had just fought with Lin Zifeng, he also knew that he was definitely no match for Lin Zifeng.

After hearing Master Qingqiu's words, the villagers suddenly realized that Master Qingqiu was a fake Taoist priest and a liar!!

"Who asked you to come to Shicun?" Lin Zifeng asked coldly.

There is obviously something wrong with Master Qingqiu. If it was just to defraud these villagers of their money, there is no need to say that the evil spirit is Feng Yingying.

Because such unnecessary things will cause big trouble, unless this fake Taoist priest is also a pervert and covets Feng Yingying's body.

But Lin Zifeng saw that Master Qingqiu had insufficient yang energy and serious kidney deficiency. If nothing happened, he would never be able to get hard again in this life.

Under such circumstances, even if a beautiful woman throws herself into his arms, he is just powerless, so the possibility of plotting against Feng Yingying's body is unlikely.

Or...Master Qingqiu is helping others plot Feng Yingying's body.

Master Qingqiu pondered for a while, with a look of helplessness on his face, "I am also jealous of money. Master Zhou Mayuan of the Zhou family in Anjiang City gave me one hundred thousand yuan and asked me to find a way to drive Feng Yingying out of Shicun.

, it is best to let Feng Yingying be ruined in Shicun."

When he heard this, Feng Yingying was furious. He never thought that someone would use such despicable means to plot against him.

"Go away, go back and tell Zhou Mayuan that I don't like him and tell him not to trouble me again."

Feng Yingying yelled angrily. Master Qingqiu just said that he was an evil spirit. The way the villagers looked at her made Feng Yingying really frightened.

Now that the truth is revealed, all the panic in Feng Yingying's heart has turned into anger.

When Master Qingqiu heard this, he nodded repeatedly without daring to say anything, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just as he turned around, Lin Zifeng's voice sounded behind him: "Stop."

When Master Qingqiu heard this, he turned around with a painful look on his face, "Brother, no, uncle, I really know that I was wrong. I was obsessed with money, but I really never thought about harming people's lives. You

Sir, please let me go."

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said, "It's not that I won't let you go, but if you want to live, you can't leave."

Master Qingqiu asked with some confusion: "What do you mean by this? Why did I die when I left? Could it be that Zhou Mayuan wants to kill me just because I didn't handle things well?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head again and said: "You tell me, there is really a plague in this village now. You have already inhaled the poisonous gas. If you leave now, the possibility of survival is very low."

Upon hearing this, not only Master Qingqiu, but also other villagers' expressions changed wildly, and they all looked at Lin Zifeng.

"Little brother, what do you mean by this? Are there really evil spirits in our village?" asked a middle-aged man.

Lin Zifeng frowned and replied: "I don't know if it's evil or not, but you are indeed poisoned. If you don't believe it, you can take a deep breath. You should feel a tightness in your chest and a severe cough."

After hearing Lin Zifeng's words, several villagers immediately tried it.

The result was that their faces changed wildly, and two of them coughed violently, and one of them even coughed up some blood. Master Qingqiu's face suddenly changed, and he quickly explained: "No, don't listen to this nonsense, I don't.

"

When Lin Zifeng heard this, he just smiled playfully and said, "Is there really no poison in your whisk? Are you sure? If you get poisoned by the poison in the whisk and die, does it have nothing to do with me?"

When Lin Zifeng said these words, Master Qingqiu's face changed wildly. He knew what Lin Zifeng was going to do, and he stopped holding the fly whisk in fear and backed away repeatedly.

"You... don't mess around, I know I was wrong." Master Qingqiu begged for mercy again and again. Although he had just fought with Lin Zifeng, he also knew that he was definitely no match for Lin Zifeng.

After hearing Master Qingqiu's words, the villagers suddenly realized that Master Qingqiu was a fake Taoist priest and a liar!!

"Who asked you to come to Shicun?" Lin Zifeng asked coldly.

There is obviously something wrong with Master Qingqiu. If it was just to defraud these villagers of their money, there is no need to say that the evil spirit is Feng Yingying.

Because such unnecessary things will cause big trouble, unless this fake Taoist priest is also a pervert and covets Feng Yingying's body.

But Lin Zifeng saw that Master Qingqiu had insufficient yang energy and serious kidney deficiency. If nothing happened, he would never be able to get hard again in this life.

Under such circumstances, even if a beautiful woman throws herself into his arms, he is just powerless, so the possibility of plotting against Feng Yingying's body is unlikely.

Or...Master Qingqiu is helping others plot Feng Yingying's body.

Master Qingqiu pondered for a while, with a look of helplessness on his face, "I am also jealous of money. Master Zhou Mayuan of the Zhou family in Anjiang City gave me one hundred thousand yuan and asked me to find a way to drive Feng Yingying out of Shicun.

, it is best to let Feng Yingying be ruined in Shicun."

When he heard this, Feng Yingying was furious. He never thought that someone would use such despicable means to plot against him.

"Go away, go back and tell Zhou Mayuan that I don't like him and tell him not to trouble me again."

Feng Yingying yelled angrily. Master Qingqiu just said that he was an evil spirit. The way the villagers looked at her made Feng Yingying really frightened.

Now that the truth is revealed, all the panic in Feng Yingying's heart has turned into anger.

When Master Qingqiu heard this, he nodded repeatedly without daring to say anything, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just as he turned around, Lin Zifeng's voice sounded behind him: "Stop."

When Master Qingqiu heard this, he turned around with a painful look on his face, "Brother, no, uncle, I really know that I was wrong. I was obsessed with money, but I really never thought about harming people's lives. You

Sir, please let me go."

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said, "It's not that I won't let you go, but if you want to live, you can't leave."

Master Qingqiu asked with some confusion: "What do you mean by this? Why did I die when I left? Could it be that Zhou Mayuan wants to kill me just because I didn't handle things well?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head again and said: "You tell me, there is really a plague in this village now. You have already inhaled the poisonous gas. If you leave now, the possibility of survival is very low."

Upon hearing this, not only Master Qingqiu, but also other villagers' expressions changed wildly, and they all looked at Lin Zifeng.

"Little brother, what do you mean by this? Are there really evil spirits in our village?" asked a middle-aged man.

Lin Zifeng frowned and replied: "I don't know if it's evil or not, but you are indeed poisoned. If you don't believe it, you can take a deep breath. You should feel a tightness in your chest and a severe cough."

After hearing Lin Zifeng's words, several villagers immediately tried it.
Chapter completed!