With the lessons of the tragedy of Huanglong, many representatives honestly returned to their residences, closed their doors, and waited for the final result. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the middle of the night, the white bone spirit asked people to withdraw the canonization platform, and stood on the top of the book mountain with the master, Mencius, and monkeys, looking down at the palace lights halfway up the mountain.

"Bones, I'm sorry. There were no outsiders here, and the master looked a little guilty and said softly.

The White Bone Spirit shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, and it's also not the fault of Confucianism. ”

The master paused for a moment, sighed slightly, and said: "I didn't find any traces of control on them in Shantai Qingyang, that is to say, even if they were instigated, they were following their hearts, and this is where I feel guilty." ”

The White Bone Spirit said calmly: "It's just that the thinking is different, there is no right or wrong. Perhaps, it's because my prestige isn't enough. ”

The Master didn't know how to respond for a while. Mencius decisively changed the topic: "The other party has planned all this with great effort, and it is estimated that all the evidence has been destroyed a long time ago, how can we find out who is behind the scenes?"

The White Bone Spirit pondered for a moment, and then said, "What is the significance of the evidence?"

The three immortals were stunned, and the master hesitated and said, "Confirm the evidence of the crime?"

The corners of Bai Gujing's mouth were slightly hooked, but there was no smile on his face: "No, it's to achieve the goal!"

The three immortals, Master, Mencius, and Monkey, looked at each other and vaguely guessed what he meant......

The winter nights are longer than the summer nights.

Together with the monkey, the white bone spirit bid farewell to the twin saints and walked slowly in the night.

"This is not the direction of the return to Yunzhou. After a long time, the monkey said softly.

"I didn't think about going back to Yunzhou. ”

"So where are we going now?"

The white bone spirit raised his eyes and looked ahead, and said, "The residence of the Qingyang in the Tai Dynasty...... Any action of living beings will leave traces between heaven and earth. As far as I know, Lantai Qingyang has been in his own school for a long time and has never gone out. Then there should be something we need in his school. ”

"The other side will definitely not leave any evidence. The monkey repeated what he had said before, to Nightwind.

The white bone spirit was silent, but with a hint of confidence.

In less than half a cup of tea, the two demons came to the front of the Tantai Academy.

The so-called people go to tea and cool, and the same is true for schools.

When the master of the school died, the mountain spirits who acted as scholars and servants in the mansion, and the fairies in the paintings, would flee as soon as possible, so the mansion of Nuoda became an empty nest.

The white bone spirit stretched out his hand to push open the vermilion door of the mansion, and stepped into the mansion side by side with the monkey.

Releasing his thoughts and taking a closer look at the entire mansion, the monkey said seriously, "As expected, there is not the slightest trace of life left. ”

The white bone spirit came to the wide study and looked through the books placed on the table, and found that there were many words written on it about the killing of the human race by the demon race. In the corner of the table, there was a set of calligraphy, and after opening it, the sword light and sword shadow appeared, and the murderous aura soared into the sky. looked closely, but saw that it was a killing word, breathing through the back of the paper.

Twisting the page, the white bone spirit turned upward, and the second one was also a killing word, blood red and dazzling.

"This guy seems to be very hostile to the demon clan, and he almost doesn't share the sky. The monkey said slowly.

The Bone Spirit nodded, turned and walked to the bookcase, picked up the first book in it, and began to read it silently.

The monkey shrugged his shoulders and sat down in his chair, looking through the window at the moonlight outside.

"Smack!"

At some point, the White Bone Spirit opened a copy of "Yun Qi Long Poem", and a white letter fell out of it and fell to the ground, making a subtle sound to the extreme.

The monkey turned his head and looked at the letter with the bones.

This is a love letter, in which the longing for a girl is expressed in a lamenting mood, and the words are like faces, as if people can see the woman's voice and appearance clearly.

"It turned out to be just a love letter...... "The monkey rubbed his nose and prepared to turn around and continue to look at the moon in a daze.

"Have you ever heard of a phrase?" asked the Bone Spirit, his fingertips running over the letter.

"What?"

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. ”

The monkey laughed: "This is the first time I've heard of it, but I don't really understand the meaning of this sentence. ”

Nowadays, the imperial examination has not yet flourished, and reading is not the best way out of the poor, so the monkey does not understand the meaning. Bai Gujing smiled slightly and said, "This sentence means that by reading and reading, you can get money and beautiful women, which can be used to motivate readers to keep learning. ”

The monkey asked, "Well, but what's the point of you talking about this now?"

"Love letters are also books!" said the white bone spirit, shaking the love letter in his hand lightly in mid-air, and layers of blue light were thrown out like ripples, condensing in mid-air.

"This is the longing of the soul of Qingyang. The monkey looked surprised.

The white bone spirit did not reply, and the light that continued to condense in mid-air gradually manifested into the image of a pure and lovely woman wearing a green sleeved long dress.

"Tell me, who did you see coming, and what did you say?"

Before the words fell, a black light suddenly appeared, blasting the smoke-like woman into a splash of light.

The monkey stared at it and stretched out its palm somewhere in the void. The space swayed like a ripple of water, and a figure wearing a red robe and a green ghost mask covering his face was pulled out.

"Is that the black hand behind the scenes?" said the White Bone Spirit, reaching out and grabbing the mask on the other's face.

The red-robed man tried to struggle, but he couldn't escape the monkey's grasp. A pair of black and white eyes gradually covered with bloodshots.

"Roaring ......"

The red-robed man's mouth let out a terrible cry that was not like a human being, and one hundred and eighty-one black chess pieces pierced through the space, like one hundred and eighty-one sharp black knives, cutting off the control power that emanated from the monkey's palm.

"You can't escape. The white bone spirit said quietly, shifting and transposing, and in an instant, he came to the red robe and handed the blood knife into his heart.

A stream of blood flowed from under the red-robed man's mask, and he slapped the white bone spirit with a palm, knocking it back. Then his entire body turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed towards the door.

"Bang!"

A green sleeve with a pure white glow slammed in from outside the door, slamming it on the black smoke and slapping him back into the room.

The sound of subtle footsteps sounded, and Master and Mencius came together.

The red-robed man looked at the four saints and roared in a low voice, "This is a trap?"

The white bone spirit said: "Or do you think that there is really Yan Ruyu in the book?"

The red-robed man was furious and said sharply, "It turns out that you have always known that I am spying on you, so you planned this calculation. The reason why the White Bone Spirit walked so slowly was to leave time for Confucius and Mencius to prepare......"

"It's not complicated and you don't need to repeat it. The white bone essence's eyes grew cold, and he shouted: "Dare to block my holy path, are you impatient or fearless?!"