"Master, everything this disciple said is true!" Jiang Ziliu quickly crawled up to Jin Hongze and hugged Jin Hongze's thigh, wiping snot and tears on Jin Hongze's body.
With disgust and resentment on his face, Jin Hongze raised his leg to kick Jiang Ziliu away again, but was unable to lift his leg because he was tightly held by the other party. However, how could the ancestor of Nascent Soul be stumped by this problem? He directly shook Jiang Ziliu with his magic power and flew away again.
Jiang Ziliu was knocked away and hit the table and chairs next to him. There was a sudden "crash" sound, and the teapots and teacups on the table fell to the floor.
Jin Hongze took two steps forward, stepped on Jiang Ziliu's back, and asked sternly: "Tell me, where did the deposit go?"
"Master, I am really lost. No matter how bold my disciple is, I would not dare to do such a thing to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. Please ask the master for a lesson!" Jiang Ziliu cried bitterly.
"Hmph!" Jin Hongze snorted coldly, not believing Jiang Ziliu's words at all. Then he glanced at Jiang Ziliu's hand, opened his mouth and spit out a golden light, and actually cut off the finger that Jiang Ziliu was wearing the Qiankun Ring on.
"Ah!" Jiang Ziliu let out a shrill scream. Looking at the hand missing one finger, his body suddenly lost strength.
Even though it's just a finger, you have to know that in this world, there is no technology to regenerate amputated limbs. Of course, with timely treatment and some medicines, the severed finger can be reattached. However, even if it is connected, flexibility will inevitably be affected. This impact may not be significant to ordinary people, but to an alchemist it is a huge impact.
Moreover, at this time, Jin Hongze had no intention of treating Jiang Ziliu's injuries. He raised his hand to summon the severed finger on the ground, pinched the magic formula and rubbed it on the Qiankun Ring, instantly erasing Jiang Ziliu's mark.
"Ah!" Jiang Ziliu screamed again. You must know that this Qiankun Ring is connected to the mind and spirit. Although it is not like a natal magic weapon, it will still be mentally traumatizing when someone forcibly erases the mark.
It can be seen that at least at this time, Jin Hongze really doesn't care about the relationship between master and disciple at all.
Of course, we can’t blame Jin Hongze for not being calm. After all, the deposit was more than half of his life savings. If it were lost in such an inexplicable way, everyone would be disowned.
However, Jiang Ziliu on the ground hated Jin Hongze in his heart. As the saying goes, "Once a teacher, always a father", that's why we call him master, but this sentence is not just for the disciples. If the master cannot be "father", how can he be regarded as "father" by his disciples.
What's more, Jiang Ziliu has done a lot for Jin Hongze over the years. Normally, Jin Hongze always said that he was the only one who could pass on the mantle, but who would have thought that he would be so heartless at this time.
At this time, Jin Hongze had already erased the mark on the Qiankun Ring, and his mind immediately explored the space of the Qiankun Ring. In fact, he also knew that even if the deposit was indeed embezzled by Jiang Ziliu, it would not be possible for it to remain in the Qiankun Ring. But in his heart, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that this villain was stupid enough.
However, what disappointed Jin Hongze was that although there were many messy things in the Qiankun Ring, there was no trace of that huge sum of money.
"Master, everything I said is true. The deposit was indeed stolen. I swear to God that if I tell a lie, I will be struck by thunder and die without a burial place. I will never be reborn again!" Jiang Ziliu was still lying there, shouting in a shrill voice.
What should I do, believe him
Jin Hongze really didn't want to believe Jiang Ziliu's words. If it was really stolen, it meant that it would really be impossible to get it back. And if it was swallowed up by Jiang Ziliu, then using some means, Jiang Ziliu might be able to spit it out.
Jin Hongze was silent for a moment, then released his foot from Jiang Ziliu's back, turned around, sat down in front of the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Evil disciple, whether you hid it yourself or it was really stolen. Within three days, give it to me. Get your deposit back, otherwise don’t blame me for not being a disciple!”
"Yes, I know. I will find a way now. Thank you Master for not killing me!" Jiang Ziliu got up from the ground and ran out without thinking about getting back the severed finger.
But the question is, where to find it? At this moment, Jiang Ziliu really hoped that the deposit had been swallowed up by him, and he could at least use it for business. But now, this ancient city is neither big nor small. Where can I find the thief who stole the deposit
Not to mention, Jin Hongze only gave him three days. What can he do in these three days? Three days later, if he failed to pay the job, Jiang Ziliu knew from Jin Hongze's tone what would happen to him.
Jiang Ziliu left Jin Hongze's house and didn't know where to go. He only followed one direction and walked all the way.
And Ye Zan saw all this, and of course he had no sympathy for Jiang Ziliu, but he thought that this person might be able to take advantage of him.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Zan looked through all of Jiang Ziliu's communication records, not from the current period, but from the time he used Qianli Sound Transmission. In these records, he found several names, all of which seemed to have a good relationship with Jiang Ziliu.
Everyone in this world will have a few friends, and Jiang Ziliu is certainly no exception. From those phone calls, Ye Zan could also tell which person had the greatest influence on Jiang Ziliu and who was most suitable for the next thing.
After finding the person, Ye Zan directly sent the message to Jiang Ziliu's Qianli Sound Transmission using the other person's number.
Jiang Ziliu Although the Qiankun Ring is gone, many people don't put it into the Qiankun Ring in order not to miss out on the Qianli Sound Transmission thing. As for Jiang Ziliu's Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission, of course he did not put it in the Qiankun Ring, but always kept it in his arms.
Jiang Ziliu was walking with a blank look on his face when he suddenly heard a burst of music coming from his arms. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the other party kept playing. He took out Qianli Transmission from his arms and was about to hang up, but when he saw the number displayed in the letter above, he couldn't help but stop.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ziliu gathered some energy, pressed the connect button, and said, "Hey, Brother Han, I don't know if there is a call at this time. What can I do?"
Ye Zan imitated Brother Han's voice and tone, and said to Jiang Ziliu: "Hey, Brother Jiang Xian, what's going on? It sounds like you have no energy."
"Oh, it's nothing. Thank you Brother Han for your concern." Jiang Ziliu felt a little embarrassed, so he didn't want to talk about it.
"Don't be sorry, brother Xian. If you're unhappy or something happens, tell me. Even if brother Wei can't help you, it's still good to give you some advice."
"This matter... oh, I really can't explain it. It's only because I wasn't cautious enough that I caused a big disaster." Jiang Ziliu said with a frustrated look.
"Why, what big trouble can you cause? It won't be kicking your master's pill furnace." Ye Zan said jokingly.
"It's much more serious than that." Although Jiang Ziliu said this, his mood seemed to be slightly better.
Then, Ye Zan made three and two statements, and Jiang Ziliu told everything about today's events with slight reservations. Moreover, it could be heard from Jiang Ziliu's tone that he already hated Jin Hongze to the extreme. However, because of the fear of Jin Hongze, he did not dare to think too much.
"What, there is such a thing, that old man is going too far. Even if he doubts you, can't he make you hand over the Qiankun Ring? He actually cuts off your finger. Doesn't he know that such an injury is harmful to How big an impact does it have on an alchemist?"
Jiang Ziliu became more and more resentful after being provoked. He went to a deserted place, sat down on the ground, and complained to Qianli Chuanyin: "Oh, stop talking. I finally saw it clearly today. What?" It's nonsense that master and disciple are like father and son. I'm just a dog raised by him. When he's happy, he throws me some bones. When he's unhappy, he kills me for meat."
"Master and disciple are like father and son. If he doesn't regard you as his son, why should you regard him as your father!"
"Haha, yes, I just figured it out too. Unfortunately, it's too late. Brother, I am in doom this time. The old man only gave me three days. If I can't find those things in three days, I will I can only give him my life." When Jiang Ziliu said this, his tone was full of despair.
"My dear brother, I have something to say to you, but I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Brother Han, let's be honest. Anyway, after three days, I'm afraid we brothers won't be able to talk to each other." Jiang Ziliu was also extremely desperate. He seemed to have seen through life and death and made a joke about it.
"Brother, don't do this. You didn't sell your life to that old man. Why do you have to go to the dark side like this?"
"Otherwise, he is a master of alchemy. One word can make me lose my foothold in the Southern Territory, and with a look, countless people will come to kill me to claim credit from him."
"Then can't you make the first move?" After some preparation and guidance, Ye Zan finally got to the point.
"What!" After hearing this, Jiang Ziliu couldn't help being shocked even though he hated Jin Hongze. He quickly raised his eyes and looked around, and seemed slightly relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.
"My dear brother, I am doing this for your own good. Since he wants to kill you, are you willing to die like this?"
"But..." Jiang Ziliu wanted to say something, but as soon as the words came out, he was interrupted by the other party.
"I know that the old man is the ancestor of Nascent Soul, and you are no match for the old man. But why do you have to do it yourself? You must know that there is still a business in this world, which is to collect people's money and eliminate disasters." Of course, what Ye Zan was talking about was the Assassin Organization, but since he was using the identity of Han, it was impossible to directly refer to Hongchen.
"This..." Jiang Ziliu was a little moved, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said to Qianli Chuanyin: "Brother Han, I am penniless now, how can I afford to hire such a person. What's more, even before, with my little wealth, I couldn't afford to hire someone who could... deal with the ancestor of Nascent Soul." (To be continued.)