The one who was still standing in the secret room threw the thing in his hand towards Mr. Peng, and Mr. Peng took it with his hand, picked it up and saw that it was a bloody human head!

"Phew!" Huzi put the knife in place, the tip of the knife forward, "Fu Laodao, you are so bold!" ”

It turned out that the person still standing in the secret room was Mr. Peng's old friend, Fu Daoren. It's still a Taoist robe, but it doesn't have that fairy aura. His hair was disheveled, his robe was bloody, and he looked very tired.

In the face of Huzi's questioning, Fu Daoren took two steps forward in a hurry, reached out and pulled out his soft sword from Manbao'er, wiped the blood on his sleeve, and carefully coiled it around his waist again. Then he cleaned up his hair and replied, "Didn't you tell me an explanation?" That's what I'm going to tell you. This case is over. ”

Hand over! There is indeed such a thing. The case of Caisheng and cutting in Tongfu caused a sensation in Changtu Mansion and shocked Fengtianxing Province, and the culprit was killed by 500 knives. For a long time, this matter was a topic of conversation among the common people after dinner. But Mr. Peng and Huzi understood that this matter was absolutely unresolved. Master Tong would rather die than confess, and the yamen didn't know that there was a demon behind him.

And according to the evidence that Huzi and Zhao Shankun got back from visiting Tong's mansion at night, the demon who lured Master Tong to pick up his life and cut off the ghosts should be a disciple of Longhu Mountain. This person has at least obtained the true inheritance in the magic gate, otherwise how could he use the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Secret Talisman to cast on the Dan furnace?

So, Mr. Peng and Huzi found the only descendant of Longhu Mountain who they knew in Changtu Mansion, that is, Fu Daoren, and asked him to give an explanation.

The matter of harvesting and cutting is contrary to heaven and nature, exterminating human nature, and on the official face, the yamen will not allow him, and on the rivers and lakes, everyone who is righteous will be punished. If any sect or sect comes out with a disciple who practices life harvesting and folding, this sect will be disgraced and criticized by the people of the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, Fu Daoren drove away Mr. Peng and Huzi at that time, and made a promise to give Mr. Peng and Huzi an explanation. And now he says that the head in Mr. Peng's hand is the explanation he gave.

Mr. Peng slowly stepped into the secret room, grabbed the hair of this head, lifted it to the position where the face of the Tongfu Daoist was in front of him, and asked, "What do you mean by this, do you mean that this person is the mastermind of the Caisheng Torture Case?" ”

Fu Daoren was dressed in a mess, his hands were stained with blood, but his bearing was still undiminished, and he still had an arrogant attitude when he spoke to Mr. Peng: "Yes, this is the person." This person's name is Wang Chang, and he is my outcast of Longhu Mountain. During the period of seeking the Tao, he discussed the evil way of foreign law in vain, deceived the teacher and exterminated the clan, and was opened out of the wall by my Longhu Mountain - hey! This is similar to the founding patriarch of your ghost family? ”

Mr. Peng's eyes were cold, and when he saw a flash of coldness, a sharp blade was placed on Fu Daoren's neck. Fu Daoren was inserting hairpins at this time, occupying both hands, and Mr. Peng came suddenly this time, and Fu Daoren was completely unprepared.

Feeling the coldness and pain on his skin, Fu Daoren knew that he had seen blood at this time. It's just that the wound is not deep, and it stops after the blade shallowly cuts through the skin on the neck.

"You'd better be careful when you speak," Mr. Peng put the knife back and threw down a sentence, "You can't make some jokes, if you want to play with me, take your life first." ”

"Otherwise, you small families are not atmospheric." Seeing that the blade was off his neck, Fu Daoren resumed his movements again, and his demeanor didn't seem to feel that he had just walked in front of the ghost gate, "Are there fewer people in this world who joke about me teaching Zhang Tianshi?" When did you see our Longhu Mountain Gate people making such a big fire? Well, if you don't say it, I won't say it, let's talk about the head in your hand. ”

At this point, he stared at the head for a moment before saying, "There's nothing more to say, that's all there is to it." After leaving the mountain gate, he still did not want to forge ahead, and studied some crooked ways all day long. I've been investigating this since you gave me that sigil. Not long ago, I found where he was hiding, and I rushed over and killed him. Again, you're here, what a coincidence! ”

Huzi felt that he had something to say, frowned, and relished his nose: "Hmph! Speaking yin and yang, you mean that my ghost family is connected with him? ”

"Oh, you admit it?" Fu Daoren smiled and said, "Otherwise, how could the time be so appropriate?" ”

Huzi blew up, picked up the knife and pointed it at the tip of Fu Daoren's nose: "You don't want to spew blood!" You said that our ghost family had a relationship with him, and I also said that your trip was to kill people and kill people! You are also a descendant of Longhu Mountain, how do I know that the Caisheng Cutting Case does not have your share? ”

Fu Daoren waved his hand and yawned lazily: "Oh, I'm old, I can't stay up late, it's almost dawn, right?" Sleepy...... The old ones can't afford to joke, and the little ones can't afford to joke either. You're boring, boring. Of course I know he has nothing to do with you. If there was any collusion, you would not come to me with rubbings. ”

Mr. Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, threw his head aside, rubbed the blood on his hand on Fu Daoren's robe, and sighed: "Brother Fu has always been unsmiling, why do you have the leisure to joke with our father and son today?" ”

"Look at my memory." Fu Daoren patted his head, "Ah! The two of you are now father and son, and you are not called a god. Yes, yes, I forgot about it. Hehe, although I know that your father and son have nothing to do with Wang Chang, an outcast of Longhu Mountain, I don't think you are good people, in my eyes, you are all crooked. Don't worry, don't worry, we always have a time to settle accounts. ”

Huzi was not only about to scold this time, but he stepped forward and raised his knife and went straight to his chest. After Fu Daoren staggered backwards to avoid it, he withdrew from the distance very jealously. He still remembers the time when he failed to plot against Huzi and made Huzi go crazy. That kind of power is really not something he can resist alone.

Fortunately, Mr. Peng stopped between Fu Dao and Huzi. He pressed Huzi's hand, faced Fu Daoren and said: "I did many evil things when I was young, I have to admit it, you say that I am an evil sect, it doesn't matter." It's just that my son's roots are very clean, and you say that he is a crooked way, and he always has to come up with something to talk about. ”

Fu Daoren turned his back on his hand, glanced at Huzi, and snorted coldly: "Demons are demons after all, and sooner or later there will be a time to mess with the world." I don't have the heart to argue with you, I've cleared the portal and given you an account. Now I want to go back and repair the book, send it to Longhu Mountain, and inform the ancestral court of the cause of the incident. If it's all right, I'm gone. ”

After speaking, ignoring Huzi, who hated him so much, crossed over from the two of them, and exited the stone room through the gap that Mr. Peng had punched.

It wasn't until Fu Daoren walked out for a long time that Huzi gasped for breath. He collected his blade and asked, "Dad, shall we let him go?" To be honest, this thing is so weird, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he killed someone. ”

Mr. Peng shook his head and instructed earnestly: "Huzi, there is one thing you must remember about Fu Daoren. This person is very lacking in selfish morality, he can be said to be an old bastard, he does things nonsense, and some ideas are ingrained in his mind, such as prejudice against our ghost family. But he is absolutely not at a loss in righteousness, and it is never an exaggeration to say that jealousy is like hatred. I can trust him in this kind of thing. ”

Huzi listened to what Mr. Peng said, but he didn't take it too seriously, but said: "Didn't you also say before that human nature is fickle? I don't know what kind of friendship you had with Fu Daoren when you were young, but you also think about it, you haven't met Fu Daoren for so many years, and you don't dare to guarantee that he will always be like this, right? Maybe over the years, he will become a villain. ”

Mr. Peng stopped Huzi's words: "Okay, I know you can't believe my statement for a while, and I don't force you to believe it, after all, you and Fu Daoren have old grudges." If one day the two of you want to fight for your life, I will definitely help you, after all, you are my son, and Fu Daoren is an outsider after all. He intended to kill you in the first place, and this account will not be easily settled. But the rest...... Don't talk about it anymore. Looking at him like this, he can't leave Changtu Mansion for a while, and he will see people's hearts for a long time, maybe he will have to deal with him in the future. Then you'll know what kind of person he is. ”

Huzi stalked his neck, patted his chest and said: "If one day, I want to fight him to the death, I don't need you to make a move, I can cook him alone." At the beginning, it was just him secretly plotting, taking advantage of others! What kind of ability is medicine? I don't believe I'm under him. ”

Mr. Peng smiled bitterly and did not take a stubble. Instead, he turned around and looked around the stone testing room, feeling like a dream. What is this called? The father and son guarded hard, and when they found out that it was an old case, they also asked others to take the lead, and they accumulated full of anger, but there was no place to vent.

Killing people is not enough, if this demon is alive, Mr. Peng must torture him so much that he can't survive and die, so as to avenge this thief for stealing the secret art of the ghost family to hurt people's lives. But this person is dead, his head is in a different place, his head is rolling on the ground, and there is a cavity in another place, what else can Mr. Peng do with him? Destroying corpses and destroying traces, crushing bones and scattering ashes? It doesn't make sense.

"Hey......" Mr. Peng sighed softly, "It's been a busy day." But it's okay, although this fang ambush, although it didn't die in our hands, it can be regarded as a scourge for Changtu Mansion, at least the people of Baimiaogou don't have to be afraid anymore. Let's go, go back to Baimiaogou to report safety, get a good night's sleep, and let's go back to the mountain. ”

Huzi first responded, and then said: "Dad, you wait for me." ”

Why don't you go? Huzi found something, the thief threw himself into the hand of the cavity on the ground, holding a fan.

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