"During the evening class, remember to pass the order that except for the disciples who will go down the mountain tomorrow, no one else will be allowed to go down the mountain without my permission." Feng Buluo added another sentence, holding his thin hand on his forehead, pinching his temples, looking very tired.

"Yes, the list of those who will go down the mountain tomorrow, the disciple will also redraft a copy and make proper arrangements." Qin Moyu sighed in his heart, he hadn't seen him for two days, the wind didn't fall and seemed to lose some weight again, and his beard was a little whiter than last time.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you and Nakahara." Feng Buluo nodded, put down the hand holding his forehead, picked up a silk book on the case, turned a page, but didn't read it, "Try to arrange as few people as possible, you will work harder." ”

"Yes, Master Master, please rest assured." Qin Moyu's face moved slightly, his eyes dodged, and he looked at the wind that looked down at the silk book.

"I'm ready for evening class, if there is nothing else, you go down first, remember not to spread the matter." Feng Buluo raised his head, looked at the apprentice with uncertain expressions, and already knew his thoughts in his heart, "Xiaoruo's matter will be put aside for the time being, and after the evening class, we will make an agreement, and then the teacher will make his own decision." ”

"Yes." Qin Moyu's body moved slightly, he didn't leave, but carefully observed his words and expressions, and after a while, he asked him, "Master Master, do you want the disciple to go to Ziyun Temple first?" ”

"No need, even if as you said, they didn't see the appearance of the person who came, but with the single act of Xingyun Feiyu, it is difficult for us to clear this charge for a while. If you go rashly, you will be disrespected. Feng Buluo put down the silk book he had just picked up and denied Qin Moyu's suggestion.

"Yes, disciple understood." Qin Moyu met Luo Jia's eyes with a weak heart, knowing that he had seen through what he was thinking, so he said bluntly, "Master Master, you don't really doubt Senior Sister Xiaoruo, right?" ”

Feng Buluo shook his head, "According to Xiaoruo's character and conduct, the teacher will naturally not suspect her." But she has been missing for several days and has not been heard from since. As a teacher, I am afraid that someone has borrowed her hand, even if it is not her will, people will be killed by her. ”

"How can it be, Senior Sister Xiaoruo's Dao Law and Martial Arts cultivation can be regarded as superior. It shouldn't be so easy to be deceived and manipulated. Qin Moyu didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't accept it.

"The world is so big, a mountain is better than a mountain, who can predict it." The wind did not fall, and he got up from the futon and got down. patted Qin Moyu on the shoulder, "Mo Yu, your mind is understood by the teacher, how can the teacher be willing to think like this." However, everything must be prepared for the worst, so that we can face it more soberly, instead of blindly relying on personal emotions and messing up. ”

"Yes, disciple understood." Qin Moyu was instructed in a bow, and then said indignantly. "Who is going to have trouble with us! and so they want to smear and frame us. ”

"Those who cultivate the Tao pay attention to the purity of their hearts, and those who are pure are self-purifying, and they are not afraid of mud staining, and this matter must be too entangled." The wind did not fall lightly, turned around his back, and looked at the landscape painting scroll on the wall, with a solemn expression.

"Yes, disciple understood." Although Qin Moyu was taught orally, his heart was still angry.

"Master. The disciple has another thing to report. "Qin Moyu has been entangled in this matter since he returned to Horibori Mountain, and finally he still happened to encounter Gongsun Ling and violated the ban. All together.

"Well, if she doesn't want to help, we don't have to force her, just let her go." After listening to the wind, his expression was not shocked.

"But didn't you say that before. Is her life at stake not only related to the survival of this religion, but even to the people of the world? The disciple is also worried, if she walks in the world at will like this, I am afraid that something will happen, won't it be ...... then" Qin Moyu didn't dare to continue, thinking about his own doubts, how could he not think of it if the wind did not fall.

"Isn't that going to be like we're going to forcibly bring people back to Mt. Horiborit? Naturally, you have explained to her that if she has a heart for the common people, she will consider it most. "The wind does not fall, walk up to the couch, and sit down on the futon.

"Yes, that disciple retired first." Seeing that the wind did not fall, he closed his eyes with his fingers, Qin Moyu didn't say anything more, and left the study lightly after saluting.

Leaving the study where the wind does not fall, Qin Moyu, who has always been calm, still can't calm down in his heart for a while. He has been practicing in the Wandering Cloud Sect for more than 60 years, and he has long been accustomed to the peace and tranquility of the Wandering Cloud Sect, and the indifferent and secluded monastic life.

But now, when he thought of these things that had happened in the Wandering Cloud Sect in the past few days, even though he had a lot of worries in his heart, Qin Moyu could only blame himself for not being able to achieve it, and he couldn't even prove his innocence so indifferently and easily like his master.

Walking on the way to the Tianfeng Palace, looking at the many fellow disciples coming and going in the sect hall, the familiar faces, and the smiling and cordial greetings, Qin Moyu always felt that the steps under his feet were much heavier, and after all, he still couldn't rest assured about Li Xiaoruo's affairs.

Before the evening class, Qin Moyu specially found Lin Feirong, and the two came to Qin Moyu's room. After covering the door, Lin Feirong also teased Qin Moyu, is he so sneaky that he is not afraid that other fellow disciples will have a misunderstanding when they see it.

Qin Moyu had no intention of ignoring Lin Feirong's flamboyant tongue, and asked him directly about the murder of Qingcheng Mountain Xingyun Feiyu. According to Lin Feirong's description, it was very similar to the situation he encountered, on top of Qingcheng Mountain, there was no clear face of the person who came.

When asked about Gongsun Ling again, Lin Feirong didn't answer much, after all, he and Gongsun Ling were only one-sided, but to Chu Poyu and Qingfeng, Lin Feirong said with a little eyebrows.

"Senior Brother Qin, why are you suddenly so interested in Gongsun Lingyi, you haven't asked before." Lin Feirong clasped his hands to his chest and looked curiously at this senior brother who was dedicated to cultivation and didn't like to be lively.

"It's a matter of life, why can't I ask." Qin Moyu has always disliked Lin Feirong, and he always has a debauched posture. However, although he did not tell the story of his encounter with Gongsun Ling, he still told Lin Feirong about the matter of Ziyunguan.

"There is such a thing!" After Lin Feirong listened, he said angrily, "I thought I had encountered something terrible, but I didn't expect it to be more than this, it seems that someone really deliberately framed it." I only pity Senior Sister Xiaoruo, presumably she must have suffered a lot during this time, alas. ”

"Senior Brother Lin, what you said is not right, before the matter is clear, how can you be sure that it is Senior Sister Xiaoruo! Didn't you shoot yourself in the foot and admit the charge! Qin Moyu glared angrily, snorted, turned around and slammed the door.

"Hey! Senior Brother Qin, why are you leaving, I didn't mean that, I haven't finished my words yet, hey, ......" Lin Feirong hurriedly chased out. (To be continued.) )