Muchen is being locked up in a small room.

There was only one monk watching over him.

This monk was very young and looked very elegant, always sitting opposite Mu Chen, closing his eyes, and entering meditation alone.

Mu Chen's lower abdomen no longer hurts, but his head is starting to hurt.

He really couldn't understand why the monk didn't question himself, why didn't he say a word to himself.

Mu Chen knew that he had to talk to this monk, maybe he could gain his trust, otherwise when the other monks came back, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Mu Chen suddenly said, "Little Master"

The monk did not speak.

Mu Chen said again, "I'm hungry"

The monk opened his eyes, glanced at Mu Chen, stood up, and walked out.

After a while, I came back with some food.

Putting the food in front of Mu Chen, he closed his eyes again and said nothing.

After Mu Chen finished eating, he asked again, "Little Master, what is your legal name?"

The monk was silent for a long time before he opened his eyes and said, "Mingding"

Mu Chen smiled, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

Mingding: "Can I not answer?"

Mu Chen said, "I just ask, it's your business to answer or not"

He paused, "Where's my sword?"

Ming Dingdao: "Here you don't want to use your sword anymore"

Mu Chen said, "Then when can I go?"

Ming Dingdao, "When Uncle Yuanhan lets you go"

Mu Chen said, "What about my friends?"

Ming Dingdao, "When we returned to the mountain, we didn't see your friends again, maybe they were captured by the murderer."

Mu Chen's eyes rolled and said, "Murderer, don't you doubt me?"

Ming Dingdao: "Apart from you, who else can kill Uncle Shi here?"

Mu Chen said gloomily, "It seems that you still doubt me"

Mingdingdao, "You said that you are not a murderer, who can prove it for you?"

Mu Chen sighed and said, "It seems that the murderer can only be me."

Mingdingdao: "Why should the donor sigh?"

Mu Chen said, "If you are wronged, but you can't do anything, will you sigh?"

"Actually, you don't have to, I don't doubt you"

Mu Chen was a little surprised, and said, "Why?"

"Because you are not dead, I am not dead"

Muchen didn't understand.

Just then, someone suddenly rushed in at the door.

It was Yuan Han and other monks.

Yuan Han walked to Mu Chen's side, looked at Mu Chen with hair-making eyes, and Mu Chen's whole body was cold.

Yuan Han suddenly put his hands together and put them on his chest, and said, "Master Mu, the old man blames you for coming, I'm really sorry."

Mu Chen was frightened by his sudden words, and hurriedly said, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Han said, "Actually, we didn't go down the mountain at all"

Mu Chen said, "Have you been at the door?"

Yuan Han nodded, and said, "Mingding doesn't know martial arts, I asked him to pretend to be in Ding, just to let you sneak attack him"

Mu Chen said, "But I didn't attack him"

Yuan Han said, "If you are a murderer, then you should have killed him just now, that is the best time to escape"

Mu Chen smiled bitterly, "So I'm not a murderer"

A smile appeared on Yuan Han's face, and he said, "Of course you are not, if you are, as long as you escape from the door, you will have to die."

Of course, not dying is a happy thing, but Mu Chen only has a wry smile.

The wry smile is not good-looking, but if a person knows that he has been calculated, he will not smile too well.

Yuan Han said, "I just heard that the donor's friend is missing?"

Mu Chen said, "Just like what Master Mingding said, they may have been captured by the murderer"

Yuan Han said, "Why did the murderer arrest them?"

Mu Chen said, "Because I arrested them, there is no one to testify for me, and the murderer can make me a scapegoat."

Yuan Han said, "Then why don't you just kill them?"

Mu Chen said, "If you see my friend's body, you will definitely not suspect me, because the murderer will never kill his own people."

Yuan Han suddenly cast an approving look at Mu Chen, and said, "The donor really has great wisdom, but I don't know what the donor thinks about this matter?"

Mu Chen said, "I need you to help me find my friend now"

Yuan Han said, "How can the donor be sure that they have not been killed?"

Mu Chen said, "It's because I'm not sure, so I can't let go of a little hope"

Yuan Han sighed and said, "You all go and find it."

The monks left one after another.

Yuan Han was also leaving, but before leaving, he said to Mu Chen, "Won't the donor go to look for it together?"

Mu Chen smiled and said, "If I also go out, who will be the murderer?"

Yuan Han looked at Mu Chen, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he also smiled.

Dongfang Co is now wearing that black dress again, and he also covers his face.

Even if he doesn't need to hide it anymore, the enmity with Shaolin can still be avoided.

He was hunched on the courtyard wall, listening to the wailing of wood dust.

He was now planning to deal with Mu Chen, and then go south to find Lin Hongyue.

Listening to Mu Chen's wail, he became more and more confident. Mu Chen's screaming is so miserable, he must have suffered a lot of sins and was exhausted.

Now is the perfect time to kill wood dust.

The sky was getting darker, and the wailing of wood dust was gradually disappearing.

Dongfang looked at this huge temple, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned, but he had no choice.

Taking advantage of the twilight, he jumped into the temple and walked towards the room where Muchen was imprisoned.

He hid in the corner of the wall and saw a monk coming out of the room, so he quietly walked to the entrance of the room.

Listen intently, but you can't hear anything.

After making sure there was no one, he went in.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that Mu Chen's hands and feet were tied, and his body was covered in blood. Hanging his head, as if he were already a dead man.

Dongfang Co stepped forward, grabbed Mu Chen's hair, pulled his head, shook it, found that there was no response, and tried to breathe again.

I can't even breathe.

- It seems that those stupid monks really treated Mu Chen as a murderer and corrected the Fa

Dongfang Cuo is a scheming person, and he knows that although Mu Chen looks dead now, he may not really be dead.

So he drew his dagger and aimed it at Mu Chen's chest.

No matter whether Mu Chen is really dead or fake, if this knife goes down, he will die.

Do things with 100% certainty.

This is the best way to think, but some people don't think about it.

Just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard someone outside the door, "Master wants to give the two uncles a superordinate, let's quickly bring Mu Chen's over and let him confess in front of the Buddha."

Another "good"

Dongfang Cuo knew that this knife could not be pierced, and once it was pierced, the monk saw the knife wound, and knew that Mu Chen's death was deliberately done by someone.

It may be suspected that the murderer is someone else.

So this knife can't be stabbed.

Dongfang staggered to hide on the roof beam.

Coming in were two monks, one tall and one short.

Monk Gao said, "Why didn't he move?"

The dwarf monk stepped forward and stroked the wood dust.

Suddenly lost his voice and said, "He...... He seems to be dead, and he can't even breathe."

Monk Gao said, "Is it too heavy?"

When the two were struggling, Yuan Han suddenly walked in.

He said coldly, "What are you doing? Why don't you bring him over?"

Monk Gao said, "Master, he's dead"

Yuan looked at Mu Chen coldly, stepped forward, and looked around. Suddenly, he hit Mu Chen's chest with a palm, and Mu Chen's people were already about to fly out, but the rope tied his hands and feet, so he didn't fly out.

A smile appeared on Dongfang Cuo's face.

No one can withstand this palm, not to mention that Mu Chen has already been injured?

Whether Mu Chen faked his death or not, he was dead this time.

Yuan Han seemed to have this kind of thought, and sneered, "I didn't expect this to die?"

He turned around and was about to leave.

The dwarf monk said, "Master, what should he do?"

Yuan Han said "thrown"

Wait for the two monks to leave with Mu Chen's corpse.

Dongfang Wrong also came down from the beams.

Dongfang was worthy of being an old fox, he was still not at ease in the end, in order not to leave footprints, he watched from a distance as Mu Chen was thrown in the snow, and then watched for four hours.

Seeing that Mu Chen didn't react, he was sure that Mu Chen was dead. No one can lie motionless in the snow for four hours.

He can now go to Lin Hongyue without worries.

But he had to go and see Bai Chutian.

He heard from the conversation with Bai Chutian that Bai Chutian was a very smart person.

Mu Chen was not as smart as he thought, but Bai Chutian was much smarter than he thought.

In the face of smart people, he must have a few more eyes, otherwise he will either die in the deep palace or die on the battlefield.

He walked all the way to the cave and found that there were no other people's footprints, not even the snow marks of the stones he had moved.

He immediately followed his original footsteps and then struck a palm to smooth out the footprints. Then he left in the other direction.

He felt that the plan was executed perfectly, and there were no surprises. So now he was complacent, and walked towards the south in style.

When a person is complacent, he will always ignore some details. Dongfang Wrong, this old fox is no exception.

He overlooked the most important point, which was that it was all going so well.

It's incredible.

But Dongfang Cuo didn't care about this, he thought that as long as Bai Chutian and Meroel were dead, and Mu Chen was also dead, it would be enough.

But this time he made a mistake.

As soon as he left, Yuan Han appeared with someone.

Yuan Han's anger was already burning in his heart, how could he watch the enemy flee in front of his eyes.

Looking at Dongfang Wrong's back, Yuan Han said "chase"

"No"

It was Mu Chen who spoke.

Of course, Muchen didn't die, not only did he not die, but he looked energetic, not at all like someone who had just crawled out of the snowdrift.

But his face was red, as if he had frozen.

Even if you have internal strength to protect your body, staying in the snow for another four hours is not something that anyone can do.

No one could lie in the snow for four hours, but Muchen did. He does not rely on deep internal strength, but a burning heart that is willing to give everything for his friends.

Yuan Han stared at Mu Chen, and couldn't help but admire it a little, but he immediately straightened his face and said, "Why doesn't the donor let you chase?"

Mu Chen said, "If you go after him, he will know that we have discovered him, and it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, not to mention that you are by no means his opponent."

Yuan Han didn't speak, if this murderer could even kill a senior brother who was stronger than his martial arts, then how could he kill the murderer?

Yuan Han was still unwilling, and said, "Could it be that this revenge will not be avenged?"

Mu Chen said, "Of course I want to take revenge, if you believe me, I can help you take revenge?"

Yuan Han's eyes suddenly showed a grateful look, and said, "I can not only believe that the donor is not a murderer, but also believe that the donor can help my brother avenge."

With that, he folded his hands, closed his eyes, bent down deeply, and saluted Mu Chen.

Only now did he become convinced that the apprentice chosen by the monk was not wrong.