What's wrong?

Sensing that Feng Li's tone was wrong, Chen Xuanyi and I immediately set off and hurriedly chased in the direction of Feng Li.

When we also crossed the mountain pass, we found that Feng Li was already sitting on the ground at this time, maintaining a dumbfounded posture, motionless looking at a dead body in front of him.

I hurried closer and asked him what was wrong?

"Weird, what the hell!" Feng Li turned over and jumped up, pointed to the corpse at his feet and said, "Look, this guy is obviously the Zen Hui Lama who was let go by us before, this bloodstain is still very fresh, he just died!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuanyi and I were all full of surprise, hurriedly walked to the corpse, looked at it closely, and suddenly turned pale.

That's right, this corpse is indeed that of Zen Hui Lama, thinking back to two hours ago, this guy was sitting with us discussing the theft of the Potala Palace, but in a blink of an eye, his head was opened, blood flowed, and he died extremely miserable.

Chen Xuanyi was stunned at the corpse, the more he looked at it, the paler his face became, and he was shocked, "What's the situation, who killed this guy?"

Feng Li and I were also at a loss, and the three of us looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

Suddenly, a thought exploded in my mind, making my face change dramatically, and I shouted, "It's not good, don't care who killed this lama, we can't stay here anymore, hurry up!"

After shouting this, I almost ran away.

Because I have realized that this could be a conspiracy against us!

In the process of monitoring us, Lama Chanhui was knocked down by Chen Xuanyi with a brick, and then carried by the three of us to this no-man's land.

Although we didn't do anything to him, we just asked him a little and let him go.

But now that he died on the way back without knowing it, what will the people of the Potala Palace think?

Mahler is a, whether this is a coincidence or someone deliberately arranged it, in short, this time it is yellow mud that falls off the crotch of his pants, and he may not be able to explain it clearly.

Sure enough, just as I turned to run, torches were quickly lit on the barren wasteland, followed by a group of men and horses rushing towards me.

By the light of the fire, I saw a short, stocky lama in yellow with a rosary around his neck, running and flicking, and approaching us at a rapid pace.

"Stop, where have you taken Zen Hui captive, ah...... Why did Chan Hui die, did you do it, stop it!"

This series of yells also indicates the beginning of our brother's sad fate.

Obviously, these people should be the same grandmaster brothers of Zen Hui Lama, but the timing of their appearance was too coincidental, almost pinching the stopwatch and rushing to the scene of the murder, neither one minute earlier nor one second late, just blocking the three of us here.

I felt a wave of grief and indignation, and at least 10,000 alpacas flooded into my mind at the same time.

Pitfall!

This is 100% a trap, I'm Nima, which king and bastard are doing things behind their backs, holding grass......

"What should I do, people have already caught up!" Chen Xuanyi was calmer than me, turned his head, saw a large number of yellow-clothed monks rushing out of the darkness, and said with a sinking face, "If you run away now, you may never be able to tell in the future." ”

Feng Li said Then what else do you want? These people are not lamas from Baiyun Temple, but from the Potala Palace, all of them have a long breath, are you sure you want to go back and fight them?

Chen Xuanyi said with a cold face, "You don't need hard steel, you can explain the facts clearly, and you won't have to be pushed up and down." ”

Feng Li trembled and said, "Can you still explain this clearly?"

When I heard this, I immediately became angry, and glared at him fiercely, girl, do you still mean to say, if it weren't for your lips, you wouldn't be able to move as soon as you smell blood, would we be misunderstood?

Chen Xuanyi smiled bitterly and said, "Don't argue, someone is deliberately calculating us, even if Feng Li doesn't get close to that corpse, we can't clear the suspicion." ”

Feng Li twitched his lips and said with a look of grievance, "That's it, Lin Feng, your uncle, you rely on me for everything, be careful that Lao Tzu won't take you to play in the future." ”

I said don't talk nonsense, people have already come up, how to greet them, you can watch and do it!

As he spoke, the team of lamas had quickly stepped forward and surrounded the three of us, and someone took the initiative to run to the edge of Lama Chanhui's body, leaned over to inspect it, and then shouted to the short, fat monk in yellow, "Master Lianzhu, Zen Hui is dead, he was killed by someone who broke his brain with a blow!"

After hearing this, a trace of sorrow appeared on the old monk in yellow, and then he glared at us angrily and shouted, "Three, why do you use such a cruel way to harm my apprentice?"

I smiled bitterly and couldn't argue, but Chen Xuanyi took the initiative to meet him and shouted to those lamas and monks who were full of excitement, "Masters, don't be impulsive first, people are not our fault, everyone has something to say!"

"You're talking nonsense!" a middle-aged lama with a dark face walked out of the team, pointed at us and shouted, "Don't think we don't know the origin of the three of you, you and the Maoshan Sect and the gang entered Tibet all the way, and you have a share of the theft of the Zen relics before!"

"That's right!" another lama also stood up and shouted, "This morning, I also saw you and those people from the Maoshan Sect getting together, so I specially told Chan Hui to let him secretly spy on you, who would have thought that you would be so frustrated, and when you saw that your whereabouts were revealed, you would directly kill people and kill people!"

Chen Xuan's eyelids jumped wildly, and he said with a tiger face, "You don't spray people with blood, that's right, we were indeed with the people of the Maoshan Sect in the morning, which doesn't mean that we are with them." ”

The lama who spoke just now shouted again, "Since it's not a gang, why don't you explain it clearly, but instead kill Senior Brother Chanhui?"

Chen Xuanyi's face turned red in a hurry, and he hurriedly defended, "We didn't kill the person!"

"You didn't kill you, why are you near the corpse?"

At this time, the Lotus Bamboo Master who was twisting the Buddha beads in his hand had already proclaimed the Buddha's name, silently stepped forward, stared into Chen Xuanyi's eyes, and asked calmly, "The old monk wants to ask the three donors a few questions, if you can give a reasonable explanation, this matter can be stopped." ”

Chen Xuanyi hurriedly said, "Master, excuse me." ”

Master Lianzhu said lightly, "First, have you ever stayed with the people of the Maoshan Sect?"

“...... Yes!"

"Second, why should my disciple Zen Hui stay in the town, why did he appear in a no-man's land outside the town?"

Chen Xuanyi would never lie, and in the face of Master Lianzhu's questioning eyes, he could only stubbornly say bitterly, "We knocked me out and brought it out." ”

"Okay, last question. ”

Master Lianzhu stepped forward and said, his face gloomy, "The man was brought out by you, and now he is exposed to the wilderness, and the three of them are standing next to the corpse, but you keep saying that the person did not kill himself, so well, who is the murderer of my apprentice? Is it a man or a woman? How many people are there? What were you doing when the murderer killed my apprentice? Why did you let the murderer go?"

The old mage's barrage of questions made us stunned.

Chen Xuan naturally couldn't answer, looked back at me and Feng Li, shook off his lips, and spit out a word, "Run!"