r18novel Chapter 1729: Scam him once
Chapter 1729: Scam him once
Duan Fan was immediately pushed into the rune array.
The talisman array in the west courtyard was set up by Yin Changxing the day before yesterday, so that it could be used during the wedding yesterday.
When the ghost messengers come to drink the wedding wine, they can separate the living from the dead.
The talisman array was put in place last night and hasn't been removed today because of Yao Yutong's situation. Qi'a and the others might come again, so the array is being left in place for now.
Based on the various energies seen by Weng Songzhi's Heavenly Eye, Yin Changxing adjusted the talisman array again today.
This is the perfect way to temporarily imprison Duan Fan.
Yin Yunting intended to use this talisman array to create an illusion for Duan Fan.
So after Duan Fan went in, Yin Yunting took out the Judge's Pen, turned around, and transformed into the Judge himself.
The one who startled Duan Fan just now was Frog Brother.
Frog had been guarding the west courtyard, preventing the servants of the Prince's mansion from entering. It was only when it saw Yin Yunting beckoning that it suddenly floated in front of Duan Fan, startling him.
“Young Master Yin, this person looks a bit strange, and he looks like someone I’ve seen before.”
"You've seen him before?" Yin Yunting frowned when he heard Frog Brother say that.
Frog Bro has been dead for so many years. The people he met must have been a generation older than Duan Fan.
Frog Brother thought carefully for a moment and said, "Yes, a few people from Nanzhao came to the Southwest Camp before. They said they were generals from the Fierce Tiger Cavalry Battalion on the border of Nanzhao. They went to the Southwest Camp to tell the general that they wanted to bring a troop of cavalry soldiers to compete with the soldiers of the Southwest Camp."
"But the general refused at that time, and it seems they even argued. Those people left with dark faces and were furious. However, the general didn't explain the matter clearly to everyone at the time, so I don't know why they argued."
"Do you know the name of the person who looks like him?" Yin Yunting asked.
Frog Bro said somewhat embarrassedly, "I don't know."
He was just a lowly soldier at the time, and had only been in the camp for a short time. Even if he wanted to ask something, his superiors would warn him not to ask too many questions, so he didn't know much about it.
He remembered that person because he happened to run into him on his way back from morning exercises when that person left the Southwest Camp. The person was angry and saw a small stone on the ground. He kicked the stone away, and he was almost hit by it. He glared at the person and met his sinister gaze.
That's why Frog Bro left a better impression.
Upon hearing him mention this small detail, Yin Yunting nodded, "I'll have the Prince send someone to investigate him later."
"Come in and act as a ghost messenger." Yin Yunting wanted to pull Duan Fan into the illusion and put on a show to trick Duan Fan.
"Yes."
In the past, Frog Bro definitely wouldn't have known how to play a ghost messenger, but now he's a ghost who's seen many ghost messengers and even drunk with them, so playing the role is a piece of cake for him.
Moreover, upon seeing Young Master Yin transformed into a judge, Frog Brother would instinctively feel considerable awe.
He followed Yin Yunting inside.
After Duan Fan was pushed in, he saw a thin mist in front of him and the surroundings were very cool, which made him feel a little dazed, as if he had entered another place in just a few steps.
But at this moment, he was still quite clear-headed; this was the Prince of Jin's residence.
What could possibly be in a prince's mansion?
Duan Fan quickly prepared himself mentally: if anything strange or strange people appear later, it must be a trick by Yin Yunting, just an illusion, all fake. Don't panic.
As long as he stays calm, everything will be alright.
He repeated it to himself three times, trying to calm himself down.
He turned around, intending to walk out, but behind him was a tightly closed black door, so tall it was almost oppressive.
"Is it starting already?" Duan Fan looked at the door. He had been pushed in and hadn't had time to see clearly if it was the same door as before.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a large black gate in a prince's mansion.
So Duan Fan remained calm at this moment, mainly because he had learned about the First Mystic Sect.
Weren't Lu Zhaoling and Yin Yunting supposed to be the successors of the First Xuanmen?
The rules of the First Mystic Sect are that one must not take lives at will, interfere in the karma of others, or use mystical arts to harm others.
Unless the other party is a heretical cultivator with a lot of lives on his hands.
He isn't.
Therefore, he wasn't worried at all that Yin Yunting would take his life here. Since the other party wouldn't dare, what did he have to fear?
“Young Master Yin, there’s really no need for all this. Didn’t I tell you? Just ask whatever you want to ask.”
When Duan Fan said this, his tone still carried a hint of arrogance.
At that moment, a force pushed him from behind, causing him to take a few more steps further in.
“Young Master Yin, I know you are a successor of the First Profound Sect. But the First Profound Sect no longer exists, has it? Since you are here as successors of the First Profound Sect, shouldn’t you abide by your rules? If I am injured here for no reason, how can you explain it to the Sect Master?”
Frog Bro, standing in the fog, found his words amusing.
The leader of the First Mystic Sect has returned, and he is also Young Master Yin's father and master. How should we explain this?
Besides, who said you have to hurt him to find out anything?
Young Master Yin is now not only a member of the First Mystic Sect, but also a judge of the Netherworld.
As Duan Fan spoke, he noticed that the fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, and its color was getting darker.
What was once a thin fog has now turned into a thick, dark fog.
He could no longer see his surroundings clearly; the sunlight was blocked out, and he felt increasingly cold, as if frost and snow were relentlessly blowing against him. He hugged his arms and rubbed them together, shivering from the cold.
Is Yin Yunting really going to create some kind of illusion for him?
Duan Fan was truly enraged. "Young Master Yin, as a member of the foremost Xuanmen sect, why are you resorting to such supernatural tricks..."
Before he could finish speaking, a faint blue light appeared before him, revealing a black table in front of him. Behind it stood statues of bulls and horses, shrouded in black mist. A tall figure sat behind the table, clad in black robes, his face obscured by the mist, making him difficult to see clearly. However, an aura of immense pressure emanated from him.
The person and the desk were much taller than normal, making Duan Fan instantly feel as if he had shrunk by half, becoming a tiny person.
His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but pinch his arm.
pain.
If it's an illusion, will it hurt? He couldn't tell for a moment.
Who is Your Highness standing next to?
Duan Fan tried to remain calm. "Young Master Yin, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Be bold!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side.
Frog Bro roared angrily.
"Why don't you kneel before the judge?"