The old man said: "If the old man didn't guess wrong, the boy last night was probably not only the mastermind behind the connection of the Zhengqi Alliance, but also the murderer who killed Bao Qing, as well as the arson case of Guozixue...... It also has something to do with him. ”

Chun Jianli said in surprise: "The priest means ......"

The old man said: "Since that person will take advantage of such an opportunity to kill Wang Zhenren, he is naturally the enemy of the Quanqing faction. The appearance of the Zhengqi Alliance was originally quite weird, and those Xiaoxiao who were suppressed by the Quanqing faction and had little power to fight back were suddenly connected, Bao Qing was the spokesperson of the Quanqing faction in the lower nine streams, and his death was unknown, and even the Yamen of the Three Law Divisions could not find the murderer. If it was the boy last night, it would not be unusual to do such a thing, and even the filial daughter of the Mandarin Duck Sword who attacked you would be his person. As for the Guozixue arson case...... At present, I can't see the connection, but since the murderer who killed Bao Qing, since he was able to do such a thing as throwing one of Bao Qing's thighs at the gate of the detailed inspection department, it is not uncommon for such a bold act to provoke the Great Zhou court and do such a thing as arson in Guozixue. ”

After thinking about it, he suddenly said: "When Guozixue caught fire, Ning Jiang's sister Ning Xiaomeng was with you?" ”

Chun Jianli hurriedly said: "Exactly! At that time, she and Jianli were both in the eldest princess's mansion, and when Bao Qing was killed, Jianli had already checked, she was also in the eldest princess's mansion, and his brother was in the Gongyuan, and he would try to ...... at that time."

Priest Tianhong said coldly: "I didn't ask you about this, why are you so eager to clear their suspicions?" ”

Chun Jianli hurriedly bowed and said: "Note...... Jianli didn't ......"

Priest Tianhong said coldly: "Don't forget, you are a candidate virgin of the goddess of goodness, you have the blood of the holy phoenix in your body, and you are a person who is qualified to become a goddess of goodness." ”

Chun Jianli said in a trembling voice: "Jianli knows! ”

Priest Tianhong looked at her condescendingly: "There is one thing for you to do!" ”

Chun Jianli said: "Please command!" ”

Priest Tianhong said: "Yesterday we died five candidate virgins, and if we continue like this, it will inevitably affect the birth of the goddess of goodness. We have to re-select the virgin candidate for the goddess of goodness, we have a choice, these two days, you can find an opportunity to plant holy blood for her! ”

Chun Jianli said: "The woman the adult said is ......"

Priest Tianhong said lightly: "Eldest Princess Luanmei! ”

Chun Jianli was shocked.

Priest Tianhong said coldly, "Is there a problem?" ”

Chun Jianli fell to the ground and whispered, "But...... But the eldest princess Luanmei is the younger sister of the Son of Heaven. If she becomes a goddess of goodness......"

Priest Tianhong sneered, "Are those things you need to care about?" ”

Chun Jianli was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Jianli doesn't dare." He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Lord Tianhong!" Heard...... I heard that Lord Phantom Moon has also arrived in the capital......"

Priest Tianhong said slowly: "Not bad! He added: "Princess Luanmei, the candidate we carefully selected this time, her physique is quite peculiar, and she is likely to be the person we need." You're just getting close to her right now, and if you do a good job in this, Mistress Phantom Moon might come to see you. ”

Chun Jianli was happy in her heart. hurriedly said: "Jianli must live up to her mission!" ”

Priest Tianhong nodded, and his figure flashed, like a puff of green smoke, flying out of the window and disappearing.

Chun Jili got up softly, came to the window, and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

- "If you do a good job in this, Lord Phantom Moon may come to see you. ”

Her heart welled up with infinite joy. However, somehow. In my mind, I suddenly recalled the irrepressible blush on Princess Luanmei's face when she walked out of the pavilion in the evening, and the fat red on the young man's lips, a pretty face, which slowly became a little pale......

***

That night. The girl had nightmares, sometimes dreaming that the woman was walking in the distance with her back to her, and sometimes dreaming that the boy looked at her coldly and stretched out his black palm. It was like a god who had mastered death and grabbed her.

Before dawn, she woke up from her bed, threw herself on the table, poured a cup of tea left over from last night, gasped and drank it, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

The next thing she walked around the house was, sometimes thinking that if she had completed this mission, she would be able to meet the woman, and sometimes thinking that if he knew that I had done such a thing to the woman he liked......

Outside, it was dim and dark, and everything was quiet.

She wished that this day would never be lit up.

Of course, this is not possible.

It was just a little more than a little more time before the rose-colored glow was already on the windowsill. It's getting brighter and brighter, and even if you lie on the bed and close your eyes, think of yourself as a lazy girl who is sleeping, or even pretend to be a dead fish, you can't get rid of the irritability that the whole person is roasted on a frying pan.

In the end, she pushed open the door and walked out, looking at the red rising sun that had risen in the eastern sky, the vibrant sun, but it was an inexplicable shadow to her.

When it was daylight, she had a carriage prepared for her.

"Girl, where are you going?" The old coachman who was driving the car asked back.

Originally, I wanted to say that I was going to Qishengfang, but somehow, before the voice came out, it was stuck in my throat, and after a while, I said a little weakly: "Let's go around the outer city casually first." ”

The carriage carried her and left the Meiyutai.

Although the capital has not been very peaceful recently, for ordinary people, life still has to go on, and in addition, the monster has also been killed, and for the people of the capital, it can be regarded as one less shadow on their heads. On the bank of the willows, children play, an arched bridge across the Jun River, merchants carrying burdens, patrolling with sticks and sticks, women carrying bamboo baskets, people come and go.

The carriage passed by the rows of willow trees, and the girl lifted the curtain and looked out at the scenery. On a painting boat, the hangover student staggered onto the deck and vomited at the river. The old woman who was washing clothes by the river downstream, put away her clothes and cursed, and a child climbed up a tree and grabbed him, and his sister ran towards him. There was a thud, and there was a loud splash on the other side in the distance, but it was blocked by Liusi, and I didn't know what was happening. I only heard a woman laughing.

The carriage continued to drive forward, and there were people in front of them who were holding funerals, and men and women wearing linen and filial piety were crying all the time. Seeing them, Chun Jianli remembered something, so she said, "No Blame Mountain...... Let's go to the Blameless Mountain! ”

The carriage drove in the direction of the Blameless Mountain, and the girl in the carriage. Secretly relieved. Whether it is openly or secretly, she has some friendship with the Quanqing faction, and the Quanqing people were killed, so it is reasonable for her to go to pay tribute. She wasn't stalling, she just happened to have other things to do......

The carriage stopped at the foot of the Blameless Mountain, Chun Jianli got off the carriage, and the white flags hung high at the gate of the Mountain. The main entrance is lined with wreaths on both sides. The businessman who arrived at the opportunity had already started a business across the street. Chun Jianli gave the old coachman some silver taels and asked him to help him buy a wreath and go up the mountain first.

The canons of the Quanqing sect themselves prohibit the marriage of their disciples, but despite this, many young Taoists also know Chun Jianli. At that moment, someone led the spring note to the mourning hall on the mountainside. Chun Jili looked. Among the five sons of the Quanqing Dynasty, Kuang Qinghong, Zhao Qingzheng, Nan Qingyi, Duan Qingli, and Sun Qingjing are all here. led their respective inner disciples to wear linen and filial piety, kneeling on the futons on both sides.

Chun Jianli went to the mourning hall to offer incense, and the five sons of Quan Qing led everyone to bow and thank. After finishing, Chun Jianli came out of the mourning hall, and saw that many people from all sects and factions in the capital were here. One of them. It is the Zhenheng Taoist of Zhenjiguan. At this moment, Zhenheng Dao Chang stood there with a gloomy face, his son was dismembered last month, and he didn't even know who the murderer was. Naturally, he didn't have a good face.

Although Zoroastrianism and Zhenjiguan can be regarded as a cooperative relationship, Chun Jianli naturally does not have much sympathy for the pain of the loss of a child by Zhenheng Daoist. Bao Qing was originally considered a person who was innocent of death, as for Zhenheng Daoist, he was sanctimonious on the surface, and he also did a lot of things to bully men and women behind his back, and the Wuleiguan Lei He Daoist was because he refused to attach himself to them, and even his daughter was raped and killed by Zhenheng Daoist in secret, and Lei He Daoist was also forced to lose his heart and fall into the water and die.

There were more and more people around, and after a while, the five sons of Quan Qing in the mourning hall led the crowd out. The head of the five sons of the Quanqing Dynasty, Kuang Qinghong stood on a high place, clasped his fists on three sides, and asked everyone to be quiet. Everyone saw the other four sons standing quietly on both sides, and the Quanqing disciples were also standing with their hands tied, so they all suppressed their voices.

Kuang Qinghong was heartbroken and said: "My master Wang Zhenren, high wind and bright festival, clean and self-clean, bright and upright, virtue with heaven and earth, with loyalty and filial piety, with virtue and grace, Ji moonlight wind, Shuowang Sude, swallowing the fish does not swim in the branches, and the line is like Yizhen pine and cypress." The day before yesterday, the monsters troubled Beijing, the family teacher killed the demons, eliminated the demons and guarded the road, there were treacherous villains, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the family teacher, the black hand sneak attacked, woohoo lament, woohoo lament......"

The disciples were filled with indignation and wept bitterly.

Kuang Qinghong continued: "That treacherous villain killed our master and harmed ......."

Before the words were finished, there was suddenly blowing, playing, singing, suona horns, and a lively crowd outside the mountain gate, just like the "jumping plus official" before the opening of the opera, and the welcoming team was nothing more than that. The five sons of Quan Qing frowned tightly, thinking that they were dead masters, and they were not added to the rank of knight, who was so ignorant? Or did someone outside get the music wrong?

Everyone looked at the mountain gate, only to see a group of people, dressed in red and green, beating gongs and drums, crowding in, shouting in unison: "The bat boy congratulates all the halal people on becoming immortals, and orders us to come and offer gifts." ”

Everyone looked again, only to see that these people were carrying a huge flower stand, and the handwriting of the flower stand with the dragon flying and phoenix dancing was written a couplet, the upper link was "become an immortal, become a holy god", and the lower link was "hello, I am good, everyone, hello", and there was actually a horizontal batch, which said "the greatness of life and the glory of death". There is also a row of small characters that read, "Bat Boy He".

Among the five sons of the Quanqing Dynasty, Nan Qingyi's temper was the most hot, and he rushed up, kicked the first few people over a few times, and said angrily: "What are you doing? ”

The first one, a short and chubby guy, was kicked over, lying on the ground and crying: "Dao Ye spare his life, Dao Ye spare his life, it's not for me to think about it, but early this morning, a boy who called himself Bat Boy came to our troupe and forced us to help him send gifts and congratulations, he said that if we don't come, he will kill our whole family, the small ones are old and young, don't dare not come." ”

Hurriedly let the people behind him come up with a plate, and I don't know what was on the plate, and it was covered with a red cloth. The fat man wiped his cold sweat: "The bat boy said, this, this, this...... This is a gift from him, please, please check it. ”

Nan Qingyi grabbed the red cloth and pulled it hard, and then he was stunned. On the wooden plate, it is the head of his master Wang Yiqing Wang Zhenren, but the hair is dyed red by something, like a vertebrae, and the end is "angry hair rushing to the crown", his eyes are wide, and the word "god" is written on his forehead with cinnabar.

The five sons of Quan Qing trembled with anger, and all the disciples held their swords one by one, eager to catch the hateful murderer and break the body into thousands of pieces. The crowd of onlookers didn't expect that the bat boy would be so arrogant, and he would be so provocative when he killed someone, and they were all stunned and looked at each other.

Those actors began to play and sing again, shouting in unison: "Become an immortal, become a saint, become a great god......"

Nan Qingyi was furious: "You still sing? ”

The men hurriedly fell down and cried together, "The bat boy said that if we don't shout here ten times, we will kill our whole family." "Master Dao, even Wang Zhenren has been killed, we don't dare to provoke him." "Daoist masters, just pity the poor little ones, let's finish shouting."

The sparse voice began to sound again: "Become an immortal, become a saint, become a great god!" "Hello, hello, everyone!" "Great in life, glorious in death!" ……

At this moment, even those onlookers who had no friendship with the Quanqing faction couldn't help frowning tightly, killing people is not enough, and the soldiers can not be killed, and the bat boy is really hateful enough. In the crowd, Chun Jianli was also stunned, this bat boy ...... It's too much, isn't it?

***

"Brother, will you go too far?" In the distance outside the mountain gate, a young girl asked quietly.

"Whatever!" Beside her, the boy opened the folding fan with a snap and strolled away with his sister.

To be excessive, of course, it is a bit excessive, but it will never be more excessive than what Wang Yiqing did during his lifetime. Although the daughter of Lei He Daoren was raped and killed by Zhenheng Daoist, it was Wang Yiqing who was the one who made the plan behind the scenes, and He Chongmen and some other small sects were almost wiped out by Wang Yiqing and his accomplices, and no one even spoke for them after their deaths.

Of course, he put a mockery, but anyway, that's it, has the ability Wang Yiqing to get up from the coffin and bite him?

The brother and sister talked and laughed and walked into the distance.

[New week, ask for a monthly pass!] (To be continued.) )