Chapter 618: The Tree That Kills

Bleeding suddenly flowed from the corners of his mouth, followed by blood bursting out of his nostrils.

Kaede knelt down and supported his cold body, and exclaimed, "Master...... What's going on?"

The snow-white monk's robe was stained red with bright red blood, and he grabbed Feng's kneeling arm violently: "White...... White ......"

He only said three words, and his body fell, and as soon as he fell, he stopped breathing.

This happened too suddenly, and Kaede knelt down without a master, just staring at the face of the end in a daze.

The dead gray face turned purple-black. Kaede knelt down and knew that he had been poisoned by some kind of powerful poison.

Is it suicide or homicide?What is he going to tell Kaede to kneel before he dies?"White ...... "What does it mean to be white?" is it a white coat, is it a person's name, or is it a secret organization?......

The body slowly froze and stiffened.

Kaede knelt down and gently placed him on the ground, ripped off the white cloth that covered the offering table, and carefully covered the knot's face.

An inexplicable melancholy and loss entrenched in Feng's kneeling heart. Too many doubts disturbed him. Looking at the few wrinkled pieces of rice paper in his hand, Feng's kneeling eyebrows had condensed into a pimple.

The inside story of the Yunyao Temple bloody case, what do you know about this end?

Kaede knelt on the futon, with a majestic deity in front of him, but a corpse under the offering table.

The icy wind blew in through the open door, and the long incense ash in the fire sprinkled down, and the red fire reflected the surrounding utensils flickering and dimming.

Kaede knelt down with his head bowed, and the cold wind came in from the back of his collar, as if someone was blowing on his neck from behind.

Kaede knelt on his knees, stood up sharply, and then turned to look out.

A white shadow flickered past the door the moment he turned around.

Kaede's heart trembled on his knees, and he swore that he was absolutely not dazzled.

The wind was blowing fiercely outside the temple, and the lead-gray sky was drizzling like cow hair. The empty monastery was eerily quiet.

Kaede knelt and clenched her fists, and walked down the long corridor to find clues of the mysterious white shadow.

Turn right at the end of the corridor and cross a grassy path to the backyard of the temple.

The backyard has always been deserted, and even more so today!

A tall old pine stands alone in a corner of the backyard.

Kaede kneels strangely. In his impression, there was only a row of verdant Huaiyin cypresses in the backyard, and there was no old pine.

The Huaiyin cypress is gone, and there is only such a pine tree in the spacious backyard, and there is nothing else.

It seemed abrupt.

Standing in front of that tall old pine, there is a sense of mystery that I can't say and can't explain!

The branches of the old pine plate have been cut off, but the top is full of branches, quite imposing, and there are faint things fluttering on the canopy.

The sky was gray, and Kaede knelt down to see it really, but he felt that there was some ulterior secret hidden on it.

It feels intense!

Kaede knelt and tried to cling to the thick tree trunk, clasping her legs and climbing up......

He had just climbed a few steps when he suddenly heard someone behind him talking: "What are you doing?"

As soon as Kaede knelt down and turned his head, he saw a plain and honest face. The face is shaped into a national character, and the thin lips form a line. As soon as he spoke, the man's thick Adam's apple seemed to be still wriggling. Strangely, the man didn't have a beard on his mouth, not even a trace of stubble. He was covered with a black robe, so that Kaede couldn't see his figure when he knelt down.

Kaede had already slid down from the tree on her knees, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

The black-robed man didn't answer, just looked at Feng kneeling indifferently: "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Feng knelt down without thinking: "Yunyao Temple." ”

The black-robed man's throat was rolling: "It was in the past, but it is not now!"

Kaede knelt down puzzled: "Oh?"

The black-robed man looked at the old pine in front of him with empty eyes: "This is a murderous slaughterhouse, and even this tree has been contaminated with murderous aura!"

Kaede knelt down and sneered: "Who are you, why do you say such things to me?"

The black-robed man's dull voice sounded again: "I never answer other people's questions, except for one kind of person!"

Kaede knelt down and asked, "Who is it?"

The black-robed man said: "The one who is dying." He looked into the distance with those cold eyes, "I have answered your question, it seems...... You will surely die. ”

Kaede knelt down and sneered: "You want to kill me?"

The black-robed man shook his head: "I won't kill you, it's this tree that killed you!" After saying this, he slowly turned around and walked slowly towards the outside of the courtyard. The moment he stepped out of the courtyard door, Feng knelt down and saw the corner of the black robe lifted, revealing a white edge, a miserable white edge!

Black and white, it looks very glaring.

Feng knelt down and was stunned, and suddenly remembered something, and he chased after him as if flying......

The cold wind wrapped in rain and hit Kaede's kneeling face. Kaede's face became ugly as soon as the black-robed man turned out of the courtyard and disappeared out of thin air.

Kaede knelt down and searched the path in the backyard for a few laps, and finally returned to the courtyard.

The cold and silent courtyard of the forest exudes a strange and evil dead air.

Kaede's scalp was a little numb on her knees. "I won't kill you, it's this tree that killed you", what does the black-robed man mean by this, could it be that this tree will really kill people? Feng knelt and stared at the old pine tree. After coming for a long time, I walked over step by step. Kaede walked slowly on his knees, but as soon as he walked, he didn't stop! The fine rain drenched his hair, and cold droplets of water slid down his sideburns down his face, and then rolled down his cheeks into his precious beige mink fur.

Kaede knelt down and approached Lao Song......

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The face of the relict was like the sky outside the window, which was terribly overcast. He pressed a thick stack of dossiers under his thin palm, the green tendons on the back of his hand twisting like earthworms from the exertion.

The study room is filled with the fragrance of tea, and the white porcelain bowl is soaked in the best Fengzhou Biluochun.

Hao's face was full of anger at some point, and he gritted his teeth, the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembling slightly.

In the back garden outside the study, there was a girl's silver bell-like laughter......

With a wave of his hand, he swept the teacup off the table.

The white porcelain bowl cracked into more than a dozen petals, and the hot tea splashed all over the ground.

Lan Xuan's swarthy face turned purple, he had followed Hao Jiji for eight years, but it was the first time he had seen him lose his temper so much. In his impression, this Yaocheng parent official was kind and gentle, polite and polite. Even if he was relegated to this poor and remote town by the imperial court in the past, he did not have the slightest sorrow. Can be ...... today

Lan Xuanqing stood behind the bookcase and said cautiously, "My lord." He didn't dare to ask more, but guessed in his heart: what made Hao Ji angry might be the stack of files on the table. What secrets are there in the dossier? Lan Xuanqing didn't ask, he was not a man of many words!

Hao Tsui finally regained his calm, and his white and thin face was once again kind and gentle.

Lan Dian gently picked up the broken porcelain bowl into a glazed black tray.

(End of chapter)