"Good!"

Master Long Hai and the senior monk of the Fayan Sect stood up at the same time, folded their hands, and then stood at the back of their seats.

When they are involved, they naturally lose their qualifications as adjudicators, and their recusal is also a matter of course.

Huang Tianbo, who was sitting in the side pavilion, couldn't help but smile proudly.

The monks don't talk about it, Ye Changsheng colluded with the witch to repair the witch's weapons, this ironclad fact, even Master Longhai can't deny it.

Zhou Yunchao, who was asking, looked at Ye Changsheng with a gloomy face, his heart was full of happiness, and the smugness in his eyes flashed.

At this time, one of Ye Changsheng's feet had already stepped into the ghost gate, and all he had to do was to gently push Ye Changsheng's back again.

Compared with the benefits that the Huang family promised to the Zhou family, Zhou Yunchao cared more about his performance in front of several senior monks, especially Master Juetong.

When Zhou Yunchao was eight years old, Zhou Yunchao worshipped under the door of Cifu Temple and became a lay disciple.

However, lay disciples are also divided into inside and outside, Zhou Yunchao has been practicing penance for 18 years, and has never been able to step into the inner door and come into contact with more advanced Buddhist secret techniques.

If he was able to convict Ye Changsheng this time, get the praise of Master Juetong, and with the assistance of the Huang family, he would most likely enter the inner gate.

Money is nothing but things outside the body, the prosperity of a family, and even personal achievements, strength is the most important.

For the sake of the supreme martial arts, and for the sake of Xin Ru, who is obsessed, Zhou Yunchao also wants to send Ye Changsheng into the eighteenth layer of hell!

"Master Ye, do you have anything else to say?" Master Juetong looked at Ye Changsheng with a sharp gaze.

Ye Changsheng looked at Master Guangcheng, frowned and asked, "Master Guangcheng, do you know the witch?"

Guangcheng shook his head: "How can a poor monk know a witch!"

"Did Master Long Hai ever tell you that the woman in the swordsmithing room was a witch?"

"No, I didn't. ”

"Did the Wizard ever tell you that the woman in the swordsmithing room was a witch?"

"No, I didn't. ”

"Then how can the master be sure that the woman in the swordsmithing room is a witch?"

"This ......," Guangcheng said truthfully, "although the poor monk doesn't recognize the witch, he has seen the portrait of the witch. ”

"What are the characteristics?"

"Black-clad, masked, tall and tall. ”

"As long as you wear black, cover your face, and are tall, you are a witch?"

Guang Cheng paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "The poor monk didn't say that!"

"Female assassins, female killers, female snitches, can also wear black clothes, face covers, and can also be tall, right?"

Guangcheng thought for a moment and nodded helplessly.

"So, the master just based on a portrait and preconceived notions, decided that the woman was a witch, right?"

Guangcheng was annoyed: "But that woman shot and injured you, and she broke through the top and fled!"

Changsheng smiled and said, "The one who injured me and escaped, why can't it be a female assassin, a female snitch, or a female killer?"

Guangcheng's face turned red and he was speechless.

Changsheng looked at Guangcheng with clear eyes: "May I ask the master again, how are you sure that the woman who appeared in my sword-forging room is a witch?"

Guangcheng's mind was in a mess, and he shook his head and said, "The poor monk can't be sure. ”

"Everything is just your guess, yes or no?"

Guangcheng sweated on his forehead, and said dejectedly: "Yes!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall resounded with a buzzing sound, and the faces of the two senior monks of Cifu Temple suddenly darkened.

Zi Qianhao couldn't help but be happy, no wonder Wu Tianen once wanted Ye Changsheng to be his master, with this eloquence, it was indeed a loss if he was not a master!

Zhou Yunchao was a little dazed, and anger swelled in his heart.

He obviously knew that Ye Changsheng was quibbling, but after thinking about it, he found that he really couldn't refute it.

If the identity of the witch is not established, where did Ye Changsheng come from to collude with the witch?

At this moment, Ye Changsheng looked at him with a mocking expression and said, "You Cifu Temple, have you always used speculation as evidence?"

Zhou Yunchao said angrily: "Ye Changsheng, you are presumptuous, let me ask you, if you didn't repair the weapon for the witch, then why did she help you kill Hong Yuntao's people in Nine Winds City?!"

Zhou Yunchao calmed down and said gloomily: "The so-called evidence is that a chain will eventually be formed, Ye Changsheng, even if you are clever, you can't overturn the entire logic." ”

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but laugh: "You mean to say that the killing of those three people in Nine Winds City was a transaction between me and the witch, or was it the witch who wanted to repay my favor, this is cause and effect?"

With Guangcheng's previous experience, Zhou Yunchao dared to nod easily.

He thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, before he snorted coldly: "You repair the weapon for her, and she helps you kill the opponent, isn't it?"

Ye Changsheng nodded: "Then let's talk about the cause and effect I speculated." ”

He paused for a moment and said aloud: "That witch was chased and killed by Wuzhen before, and was seriously injured by Wuzhen's weapon, and inadvertently, she learned that I had repaired the weapon for Wuzhen, and she became resentful. ”

"At that time, the Ye family and the Hong family were still one. Therefore, the witch managed to lure Wuzhen to Nine Winds City, and through a fight, she killed the three backers of the Hong family. ”

"In this way, the witch not only took revenge on me and the Hong family, but also framed Wuzhen, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. ”

Ye Changsheng looked at several senior monks: "Masters, in the following analysis, compared with the witch's set of rhetoric to repay her kindness, which one is more in line with the witch's temperament and the witch's style of acting?"

Everyone was silent, needless to say, the witch repaying her kindness is not in line with their "moral correctness" in the first place.

Revenge, insidious and cunning, this should be a disciple of the Demon Gate, and it is the true color of a witch.

Whether it is Ye Changsheng's reasoning or out of "moral correctness", there is no doubt that Ye Changsheng's argument is more convincing.

But in this way, Ye Changsheng, who was originally the defendant, became a victim instead?

Thinking of this, everyone's expressions became even more strange.

The senior monks of the Fayan Sect and Master Longhai were relieved and nodded secretly in their hearts.

Ye Changsheng's analysis is meticulous, not only clarifying the cause and effect, but also clearing the charge for Wu Zhen.

At best, Wu Zhen was used by the witch.

Ye Changsheng was sentenced today, and Wu Zhen was sentenced to face the wall, isn't it because the witch's conspiracy succeeded?

"What about the evidence, what about your evidence?"

Ye Changsheng looked helpless, "You keep saying that you have the evidence, but now, apart from the so-called testimony of those subordinates of my Ye Mansion, what else do you have?"

Zhou Yunchao, who was angry, didn't realize that he was being taken into rhythm at all.

When he heard Ye Changsheng's complaint, he suddenly perked up, and said coldly: "Ye Changsheng, we found a witness, but it's not just Ye Mansion's subordinates!"

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he said so much, and finally forced out the traitor in Ye Mansion.

There is such a person hidden in Ye Mansion, and I shudder to think about it.

After a moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume was ushered into the hall.

Wang Ming?!

When Ye Changsheng saw the person coming, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, he finally remembered where his negligence was.