Chapter 5 Ambush
Pan Jun held the scissors in her backhand and moved slowly. She appeared in front of Wang Yong in a few steps, but he couldn't see her. In his eyes, Pan Jun was now in a plum tree. It was indeed a plum tree, and she was standing next to the tree...

Wang Yong frowned and looked around with the handle of his knife, but he didn't see any suspicious people in the forest. Could it be that he had come to the wrong place?

Feeling somewhat uneasy, Wang Yong's breathing quickened. He turned around and was about to leave when a sound of breaking air came...

Wang Yong drew his knife fiercely and chopped towards the source of the sound, but he cut off the branch and stabbed it into the trunk. At the same time, he felt a pain in the popliteal fossa of his right leg, and his knee softened and he fell to one knee on the ground with a thud.

He reacted quickly and realized he was ambushed. He immediately grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and was about to pull it out, but at that moment, he felt a pain in his neck. With a "puff", a stream of blood spurted out and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Blood sprayed on her body and then fell back, spilling the hot blood all over him.

Wang Yong's eyes widened, and his hands subconsciously loosened the knife handle and tried to hold the thing that had stabbed his neck. He looked at the little girl standing in front of him in disbelief, not understanding how she had suddenly appeared here. He clearly didn't see her.

Pan Yun held the scissors tightly and stabbed deeper, staring fiercely into his eyes, "I know you, your name is Wang Yong, you are Wang Shan's younger brother and Wang Zhen's nephew. You two framed my father together, and the people who died unjustly because of you are waiting for you right now!"

Wang Yong opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was not, that he just had the same surname as them, so they were related, but he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His strength slowly disappeared. He looked at Pan Yun in panic and despair, and realized for the first time that he would die too...

The light in Wang Yong's eyes slowly faded, his body softened, and he fell to the ground...

Pan Jun held the scissors and half-knelt on the ground. After confirming that he was dead, she pulled out the scissors suddenly. Blood spurted everywhere, on her clothes, face, and even her head.

With a cold look on her face, she used his clothes to wipe the scissors, but found that they were not clean enough, so she gave up and looked down at the person lying on the ground.

The spiritual realm, which had existed for thousands of years and had a lot of experience, was also shocked by her decisiveness and ruthlessness, and whispered: "I was right about you. You are so cruel and ruthless, you will achieve something in the future."

[Please praise me well,] Pan Yun said: [I have not only caught ghosts, but also killed people. Do you believe me, I will kill a ghost next time?]

Ling Jing suddenly didn't dare to speak.

As soon as she heard the words, Pan Jun calmed down, regained her senses, and began to think about how to deal with the aftermath.

She glanced around and quickly stripped Wang Yong of his clothes. She used scissors to cut open his coat, wrapped her hands around it, and began to strip him of his clothes. Soon, he was left with only his underwear. She packed up all the clothes and then stepped back more than ten steps, looking around the area. [Can we pack up the body and take it away?]

Spirit Realm: [Don’t even think about it. You can carry him on your back or drag him by yourself. I can’t possibly put him into my Spirit Realm space.]

It has three jade pieces, one of which is a space specifically for storing physical objects. Most of it has been sealed, and only a small part of it has been unsealed so far, and it is very clean.

Pan Jun didn't want to ask either, after all, her things were kept in there, so she just asked.

Seeing that Lingjing was unwilling, she stopped mentioning it and started looking for useful tools.

But she is a rich girl and the only weapon she can find is a pair of scissors. What tools can she use to deal with the corpse?
All the things that were put into the space today were clothes, shoes, socks, wooden basins, tents and other daily necessities in her room. Not to mention a hoe, not even a sharp object could be found.

She felt the empty Dantian and said to Lingjing: [Give me some more spiritual energy, and I will bury the body.]

Lingjing cursed but gave it anyway.

These are the Jinyiwei. If they are not handled properly, they will be found out and all will be finished. It doesn't think Pan Yun can defeat a group of Jinyiwei now. He needs to use formations to deal with one of them.

Pan Yun felt the power returning to her hands, and she said: [Give me a way to dig a pit.]

Lingjing: [Huh, you don’t know? ]

Pan Yun: [In my previous life, we had robots to dig pits, and even worse, we had excavators. Why would a researcher like me know the magic of digging pits?] Lingjing Dao: [From now on, give me half of the spiritual power you cultivate every day.]

Pan Yun: [Are you bargaining with me at this time? ]

Lingjing: [Knowledge is valuable. You know how much knowledge you have recorded in my body. Will you not need it in the future? It's only half of my spiritual power. Just treat it as tuition. When I lift the seal in the future, you can still see the ancient cultivation methods. At that time, you can get the cultivation knowledge you need at any time.]

Pan Jun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said "Oh".

Lingjing breathed a sigh of relief, for it knew that once exposed, it would no longer be able to obtain spiritual energy from her for free, and the most it had now were the cultivation techniques and various knowledge recorded in it.

As soon as the spiritual realm agreed, a set of mantras and hand gestures, as well as a diagram of the flow of spiritual power emerged in Pan Yun's mind.

Pan Yun was very familiar with the order, as it was the usual order in their national school textbooks.

In order to facilitate students' self-study, textbooks have always been very detailed, covering the mnemonics, hand gestures, spiritual power circulation diagrams, and even which posture is best for using the technique in a fight.

Pan Yun was a top student to begin with, and she remembered it at a glance. She lowered her eyes, made hand gestures, and silently recited. An invisible energy made the ground in front of her wriggle, and the soil became soft and moved to both sides, and soon a big pit appeared.

Pan Yun breathed a sigh of relief and pushed Wang Yong's body into the mud pit. Then he made a reverse gesture and the soft soil immediately poured out and moved in the opposite direction, quickly filling the pit.

When Lingjing saw this, he couldn't help but ask: [Do you know the method of filling the pit? ]

[I don’t know, I deduced it from the technique of digging a pit.] Pan Yun said coldly: [Is this difficult?]

Spiritual Realm: ...

Pan Yun's lips curled up slightly, and she picked out a relatively clean piece of clothes from Wang Yong's pile, wrapped up the other dirty clothes, and said, "Put this away. There are too many marks on this piece of clothing. We can't let them know that the perpetrator is a dwarf."

It's easy to guess her age.

Although the possibility was small, she still would not allow anyone to link this matter with the Pan family and Pan Yun. There could not be even a possibility.

This time Lingjing put away the bag without complaint.

Pan Jun did not leave immediately. She had just killed someone. She was young and weak, and her spiritual power had been almost used up. She seemed unable to hold on at this moment, so she sat cross-legged on the ground against the plum tree and began to practice.

Ling Jing did not rush him. This place was remote and no one came here easily. At this time, there were officials and yamen runners everywhere outside that Wang Yong had summoned. It would be safer to stay in the plum forest.

Pan Yun completed two small circulations in a row. Although it was slow, the spiritual power generated actually fell into his dantian. As the spiritual power flowed through, the soreness and weakness in his limbs began to dissipate, and his strength returned.

Pan Yun felt a little relieved, but did not stop. She lowered her eyes to hide the coldness in them, mobilized all the spiritual power in her lower dantian, and continued to circulate it in her meridians. As she walked, she arrived at the Niwan Palace.

Her consciousness also descended into the Niwan Palace along with her spiritual power. The spiritual realm suddenly saw her consciousness sinking, and became alert. The next moment, she saw her spiritual power transformed into a talisman and smashed down...

The spirit realm roared, [You stupid lunatic, you are killing yourself, sealing me in your own Niwan Palace, ah——]

(End of this chapter)