"Knock knock", "Knock knock", there was a rapid knock on the door from the Xuanyue Temple.

The disciple guarding the door opened a crack in the door, and the person who came to knock on the door was a young man dressed in a blue shirt.

The young man hurriedly said, "The young sect master is here?"

"What is the matter with the young sect master of the child?"

"There's an accident in the town, please go to the young sect master quickly!"

Seeing the young man's anxious appearance, the disciple guarding the door hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, Gongzi, I will go and report to the young sect master." ”

After a while, Yuan Yuzhu walked out, and saw a trace of panic flash on the young man's face: "Yan Zhu, why did you come here?" I said that you should not come to the Xuanyue Temple. ”

Yan Zhu tugged at Yuan Yuzhu's sleeve: "Something happened to Lingyin Pavilion." I came to you when it was urgent. Xue Gongzi was also in Lingyin Pavilion. ”

Yuan Yuzhu frowned slightly: "Why did you go back to Lingyin Pavilion?"

Yan Zhu said abruptly: "I always have to earn some money by myself, and I can't always rely on you to support me." ”

"You!" Yuan Yuzhu's always elegant face suddenly flashed with a trace of annoyance.

Yan Zhu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not what you think." Many people in Lingyin Pavilion are illiterate, and some ladies want to learn some poetry, but I just help people write family letters and ask people to read some poems. ”

Yuan Yuzhu's face softened a little when he heard Yan Zhu say this.

Yan Zhu continued: "A few days ago, Miss Ling'er asked me to transcribe a Buddhist scripture and asked me to send it to her today. When I went, I found out that something had happened to Lingyin Pavilion. It seems that someone is dead in the Lingyin Pavilion. ”

"Who do you say is in Lingyin Pavilion?" Bai Luo and Zong Ye walked out from behind Yuan Yuzhu.

When Bai Luo saw Yan Zhu, her blue pupils froze, and her footsteps stopped, as if a strong wind was coming from behind her.

Yan Zhu took a step back, and the hand that grabbed Yuan Yuzhu's sleeve loosened.

Yuan Yuzhu noticed Yan Zhu's strange appearance, looked back at Yan Zhu and said with concern: "Ah Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhu didn't seem to hear Yuan Yuzhu's question, and looked at Bai Luo with a frightened face.

After a while, Bai Luo lowered his eyes and tightened the coldness in his eyes.

Bai Luo asked again lightly: "Yan Gongzi said that something happened to Lingyin Pavilion?"

Yan Zhu heard Bai Luo call him Yan Gongzi's tight back seemed to ease slightly, but he still couldn't control the trembling of his voice: "Lingyin Pavilion has made a trouble. Xue Gongzi is also there. ”

Bai Luo said lightly: "Then let's go and have a look." ”

Xue Yu is also in Lingyin Pavilion is not strange, strange is what evil is so powerful, he can't get rid of it?

Bai Luo walked straight forward, passing by Yan Zhu without even looking at him.

Yan Zhu trembled and followed behind Bai Luo.

Yuan Yuzhu had never seen Yan Zhu like this, and he asked softly, "Ah Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhu dodged Yuan Yuzhu's inquiring gaze, lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing." ”

"Do you know Aya-kun Kura?"

"Cang Aya-kun?" Yan Zhu seemed puzzled.

Yuan Yuzhu frowned and said, "It's the white girl." ”

Yan Zhu said perfunctorily: "No...... I don't know. ”

Yan Zhu looked like this, Yuan Yuzhu naturally wouldn't believe him, but he didn't want to force him, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Lingyin Pavilion is different from the overall simplicity and elegance of Fufeng. The red lantern hangs an entire two-story stone wall made of natural stone. Like ordinary green buildings, there are many gold, silver and jade, and red silk silk.

Lingyin Pavilion can be said to be the most gorgeous and most fireworks place in the world.

Before tonight, of course.

Outside the current Lingyin Pavilion, it is surrounded by people, and most of them are nearby casual cultivators and ordinary people.

Xue Yu was a little embarrassed to be surrounded in the center, the clothes of the fans on his body were slightly exposed, and half of his face was stained with blood.

Yue Ling'er stood beside Xue Yu, looking anxious: "Listen to me, Xue Gongzi is a good person!"

Sun Lianzhi, the old bustard of Lingyin Pavilion, was crooked and paralyzed at the front of the crowd, his hair unkempt and seemed to be unable to stand up again. But her voice cursing Xue Yu was not small: "Oh, I have lost my conscience! I have never seen such a cruel method! Pity the girl of my Lingyin Pavilion who has suffered for no reason!"

Sun Lianzhi trembled and pointed at Xue Yu: "It's him! It's this person! He's an evil ghost!"

"Xue Gongzi is not such a person!" Yue Ling'er looked at Xue Yu anxiously: "Xue Gongzi, you have something to say!"

Xue Yu was wronged but not in a hurry, and stood on the ground, his golden pupils shining slightly.

Behind Xue Yu, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of wine overflowed from the Lingyin Pavilion.

When everyone saw Yuan Yuzhu coming with Bai Luo and others, they automatically got out of the way.

When Sun Lianzhi saw Yuan Yuzhu, it seemed like he had seen a savior, and he prostrate himself and grabbed Yuan Yuzhu's clothes: "Young Master Yuan, go and take a look! Lingyin Pavilion...... Lingyin Pavilion is completely ruined!"

There were still six or seven girls in Lingyin Pavilion who were lying on the ground unconscious, their lips were purple, as if they had been scared to death by death.

Jiang Qinghan followed closely and walked from behind Zong Ye. He glanced at Bai Luo and said in a low voice, "White girl, I'll save people first." ”

Bai Luo nodded and walked towards the Lingyin Pavilion with Yuan Yuzhu.

Seeing that Yuan Yuzhu didn't mean to take down Xue Yu, everyone immediately hurriedly said: "Young Master Yuan, be careful of this monster!"

Yuan Yuzhu gently turned to everyone and said, "Young Master Xue is a guest of the Xuanyue Temple. I believe that Xue Gongzi is not a murderer. ”

Sun Lianzhi's face was frightened: "How could it not be him! Young Master Yuan! He is the only guest on the third floor today! No one has ever gone up!"

"Stay in the next place to find out the truth of the matter, I will explain to everyone, if it is really Xue Gongzi's doing, Yuan will also let Xue Gongzi subdue the law!"

Yuan Yuzhu said that he led everyone to the Lingyin Pavilion.

Walking into the first floor of Lingyin Pavilion, I couldn't see anything. There was just a mess of blood on the floor, broken dishes, chopsticks, wine jugs, and overturned tables.

You can see that there was a panic.

There was a pool of blood on the stage on the first floor of Lingyin Pavilion. Blood seemed to fall from the roof, dripping in a pool of blood, accumulating more and more.

Xue Yu glanced at the bloody stall and said, "Upstairs is not very good-looking." ”

Bai Luo's heart sank, and he quickly ran to the third floor.

Walking up to the third floor, Mo said that Yuan Yuzhu and Zong Ye couldn't help but take Bai Luo under their feet.

The third floor was littered with human stumps, blood splattered on every window, on every wall.

Xue Yu pushed open a door on the third floor.

"This is the room I'm in. ”

When I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of blood.

The gilded screen in the room was soaked in blood, and the blood fell from the corners of the screen onto the Persian carpet.

The original pattern on the carpet was no longer visible, and it didn't even have time to absorb so much blood, and the blood flowed on the carpet and meandered outward.

Flowing through the wooden corridors, carved railings, dripping from the railings, fell on the stage on the first floor, accumulating into pools of blood.

There was so much blood on the screen because there was a corpse hanging on the screen.

Half a corpse, to be exact. The corpse had no head, and it was cut diagonally from the neck to the abdomen, and it was torn apart by life. The intestines fell out of the torn belly, hung on the screen, and hung down to the ground.

And such a corpse is not only on the screen, but all over the third floor of the entire Lingyin Pavilion. Broken arms, torn stomachs, scattered in all corners of the third floor.

Zong Ye's expression became colder and colder, and the torn corpse rolled down from his belly and covered the ground with internal organs.

The scene was somewhat similar to his own nightmare.

The blood in his body gradually solidified in the smell of blood, and nightmares swept over him like a tidal wave.

Until a warm palm covers his wrist.

Bai Luo said lightly: "Be careful, there is the smell of ambergris." ”