Chapter 33: An Old Case
Jiang Manlou wasn't asking if Zhou Tong was blind, he was just saying that Zhou Tong was blind!
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Although there is no Bodhi Ancestor here, there is no six-character Taoist master in the academy.
However, there were one or twenty college students.
Although they were freshmen, some of them wore college student uniforms and wore Bodhi, while others wore black college uniforms and wore blood bodhi, but they were all students in the college.
They are not only freshmen in the academy, but also young powerhouses who have replaced the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard, how can they say that they have no helpers?
As long as they want to, they are not just helpers, but also helpers that cannot be ignored.
So Jiang Manlou asked him if he was blind.
The answer to this question is simple.
Zhou Tong is naturally not blind, how can a blind man fly a hundred miles by sword.
But he couldn't see Jiang Manlou, Luo Changfeng and the others.
That can only explain one reason, in Zhou Tong's eyes, in the eyes of this Sword Pavilion disciple who has reached the realm of Yuan Shen in cultivation, whether it is Jiang Manlou or Luo Changfeng and other academy students, there is nothing to pay attention to, and it can even be ignored!
"My academy has never done anything to bully others. As long as you are willing to tell me how many children the Sword Pavilion took away in the first place, and what is the whereabouts of those children now, I will let you go. The old student in the inner courtyard of the academy said.
"It's been at least ten years since you said that old thing, right?" Zhou Tong suddenly laughed, "Ten years ago, I was just an ignorant teenager, how can I remember clearly?"
"But you are one of those children who are in distress, and I don't believe you can easily forget it. The old student in the inner courtyard of the academy said.
The conversation between the two made Luo Changfeng and the others on the street a little puzzled.
They didn't even understand what the two were saying.
What kind of old story was it ten years ago, and what would make a student in the inner courtyard of the college so persistent and pursue the truth ten years later?
Luo Changfeng and Li Xingyun glanced at each other, with doubts in their eyes.
If there is anyone who can understand the conversation between the two in this time, I am afraid that only Jun Zeyu is left.
Jun Zeyu seemed to be looking down and pondering something.
"What if you can forget it, what if you can't forget it? What does that old incident have to do with you?" Zhou Tong asked rhetorically. "I said that if you were willing to tell me the whereabouts of the children taken by the Sword Pavilion now, you would be allowed to leave. The old student in the inner courtyard of the academy said indifferently.
There seems to be no need for this standoff to continue.
The surroundings of Tianxiang Pavilion suddenly became silent.
Zhou Tong's face still maintained a smile, but the aura of the iron sword he held in his hand began to sharpen. The snowflakes fell on the blade of the iron sword, and instead of melting, they slid down the blade towards the tip of the sword.
"What the hell are they talking about?" Ling'er suddenly said to break the tense and frozen atmosphere here.
Luo Changfeng looked at Jun Zeyu.
Li Xingyun's eyes were also on Jun Zeyu.
Jiang Manlou walked over from not far away.
"If I'm not mistaken, they're probably talking about that old case. Jun Zeyu looked at the two people facing each other at the top of the Tianxiang Pavilion and said.
"What old case?" asked Li Xingyun.
"You've probably heard of the massacre that was sensational ten years ago. Jun Zeyu looked at Jiang Manlou again and said.
Jiang Manlou didn't speak, just frowned slightly.
That old case, he naturally heard the elders in the family talk about it.
Luo Changfeng seemed to vaguely remember some of the past.
"Ten years ago, whether it was in Tiandong or in the Dayan Empire, whether in Zhongzhou or Tiannan, there were massacres. Jun Zeyu recalled.
"It stands to reason that an ordinary case of massacre would not alarm the entire cultivation world. But the crux of the matter is that these massacres were committed by the same group. ā
"They are good at slaughtering remote villages and towns, and they are good at destroying the weaker clans, and they will kill all the adults, and instead take away the young children who survived the clans in those villages and towns, not only that, but they also take in the little beggars who beg and wander homeless along the streets, and imprison those children in different places, and no one knows what they plan to do with these children. ā
"It was so sudden and strange that it didn't go unnoticed. But then someone suddenly thought of something from a longer past. Jun Zeyu said.
"What is the past?" asked Li Xingyun.
"It seems that decades ago, there were similar cases in the world. Jun Zeyu said.
This matter began to be known to more and more practitioners, and then it became like a thread buried in the yellow sand, and there were many knots tied to this thread, in units of ten, twenty, or thirty years, and each knot represented a point in time. This line has been pulled longer and longer, and it has been pulled longer and longer, until a hundred years ago, when the past that should have been buried hundreds of years ago was gradually revealed. ā
"At that time, the powerhouses of the entire cultivation world suddenly realized that similar cases had happened hundreds of years ago, and they had happened intermittently, a few times every few decades, although the matter did not make people pay too much attention, but in retrospect, it seems that it has never stopped from hundreds of years ago to ten years ago!"
"The heads of the world's major forces are just beginning to realize that things are unusual!" Jun Zeyu said.
Jiang Manlou continued: "So one day ten years ago, those supreme powerhouses who stood at the top of the world finally ordered the strong men under their sects to dispatch, and the cultivation world began to join forces to thoroughly investigate the truth of the matter. During that time, they smashed one child after another and rescued many children from awk. ā
This is really an appalling old thing.
Li Xingyun grew up in the village since he was a child, and he has been studying all the time, and this is the first time he has heard about this matter.
Luo Changfeng also remembered those old things.
When he was a child, he was in the Luo family in Luohe County, and his father also mentioned those things to him.
"What happened later, what is the truth?" asked Li Xingyun.
"There is no truth. Jun Zeyu shook his head and said.
"There is no truth, could it be that none of those culprits have been caught?" Li Xingyun said in disbelief.
"To be exact, none of them have slipped through the net!" Jun Zeyu said.
"Then why can't you find the truth?" Li Xingyun said.
"Because those culprits who were caught were all dead soldiers! At the moment they were exposed, they cut themselves one after another!
Since then, this case, which has been buried in the yellow sand for hundreds of years, has become clueless and untraceable! It has even become the most mysterious headless case in the whole world for hundreds of years. Jun Zeyu looked at the Sword Pavilion disciple on the top of the pavilion and said, "The Sword Pavilion also participated in that investigation back then, and saved many homeless children. I just didn't expect that this Zhou Tong turned out to be one of those children who were killed ten years ago!"
Luo Changfeng also looked at the top of the Tianxiang Pavilion.
He was curious about what that old student from the inner courtyard of the academy had to do with this most mysterious headless case in hundreds of years!