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"Yang Chengzong!" Wu Zhiyuan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and said angrily, "You are really despicable and shameless to the extreme, in order to sit firmly in the position of the head of Maoshan Sect, you have repeatedly slandered my master, and now even my master will not let go, how can I allow you to talk nonsense here!" Before the words fell, the person had already rushed towards Yang Chengzong. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Zefang was standing beside Wu Zhiyuan, and when he saw this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, but at this time, Wu Zhiyuan's vitality cultivation had greatly increased, and it was no longer what it used to be, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was actually a step slower, and Wu Zhiyuan had already rushed to Yang Chengzong's approach.

Yang Chengzong and Zhou Huanzhang behind him and other Maoshan disciples even underestimated Wu Zhiyuan, the first few times Wu Zhiyuan broke into Maoshan alone, if it wasn't for the Blood Shadow Demon Knife in his hand, he wouldn't be able to leave Maoshan so easily, this time Wu Zhiyuan didn't have the Blood Shadow Demon Knife in his hand, so Yang Chengzong naturally didn't take him seriously, and when he saw him rushing, he didn't take deliberate precautions, and when he reacted, he only heard two crisp sounds of "pop", and at the same time his body shook slightly.

Yang Chengzong subconsciously touched his cheeks, and felt a hot pain on both faces.

"Master, you ...... How are you? Zhou Huanzhang reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Chengzong.

Yang Chengzong was furious, slapped Zhou Huanzhang aside, completely ignoring his identity, pointed at Wu Zhiyuan angrily, and scolded: "Raised by a bitch, you don't want to leave Maoshan alive today!" As he spoke, he snatched a peachwood sword from the Maoshan disciple behind him, and was about to rush up and slash Wu Zhiyuan.

"Master!" Zhou Huanzhang hurriedly grabbed Yang Chengzong with both hands, lowered his voice and reminded, "Master, today is a big day for the Huayang memorial, and there are many people who have come to watch the ceremony in the square, so don't lose face." ”

Yang Chengzong paused, turned his head to look at the square, and saw that everyone in the square was watching the battle at the entrance of the main hall with blank eyes, especially when they saw Yang Chengzong's behavior, they all showed surprise.

Yang Chengzong's chest rose and fell, suppressed his anger, and no longer paid attention to Wu Zhiyuan, but pointed at Zhang Zefang with a peachwood sword, and said coldly: "Zhang Zefang, today is a big day for the Maoshan faction to pay tribute to Huayang, if you want to take advantage of today to make trouble, it is disrespectful to the master of Sanmao Ancestor, I advise you to go down the mountain immediately, if there is another incident, Hugh blames this seat for not being emotional!" ”

Zhang Zefang smiled slightly, and said solemnly: "I didn't come to make trouble today, but to seek justice for my master Gushen and my apprentice Wu Zhiyuan, and at the same time, let the people of Jurong City know the truth about Jurong's haunting, which can be regarded as an explanation to the deceased." ”

"Bastard, you are the culprit, and now you are still shouting to catch the thief!" Zhou Huanzhang said angrily.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Chengzong waved his hand and motioned for Zhou Huanzhang not to speak, but asked directly to Zhang Zefang.

"It's very simple, I want to take all the villagers present to the Yin-Yang Hall and uncover the truth about Jurong's haunting in the Yin-Yang Palace." Zhang Zefang replied calmly.

"The Yin Hall in the Yin Yang Hall is the place where the Yin Soul is placed by the Maoshan Sect, and the Yang Hall is where the pure Yang things are placed, do you want to take them to the Yin Hall or the Yang Palace?" Yang Chengzong's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Zhang Zefang coldly.

"The Temple of the Underworld." Zhang Zefang replied without thinking.

"Good! You can go! Yang Chengzong thought for a moment, and then changed his words, "But I have one condition." ”

"On what terms?" Zhang Zefang asked.

"If you can't come up with strong evidence to prove the innocence of Gushen, Wu Zhiyuan and the three of you, your master and apprentice grandson, will leave Maoshan forever, and you will never be allowed to set foot in Maoshan for half a step!" Yang Chengzong said with a ruthless look on his face.

"Deal." Zhang Zefang said indifferently.

"It's a deal!" Yang Chengzong added.

"It's a deal!" Zhang Zefang responded without hesitation.

Wu Zhiyuan looked anxious from the sidelines, he didn't know what way the master could prove his innocence, but he knew that Yang Chengzong's move was an ulterior motive, everything this person did was to expel the two people who prevented him from sitting firmly on the throne of the sect from the Maoshan faction, if the master could not produce strong evidence, he would fall into Yang Chengzong's trap, and then Maoshan would really fall into the hands of this person, which would be a disaster for the people.

"Please" Yang Chengzong made a gesture of please, and then unceremoniously took the lead down the steps and walked towards a group of buildings to the west of the square.

When everyone in the square saw that the truth about Jurong's haunting was about to be revealed, how could they let go of this opportunity to witness it with their own eyes? They followed.

The group walked through several rows of buildings, and Yang Chengzong stopped in a clearing.

Wu Zhiyuan took a look, it turned out that this is not a simple open space, this empty ground is positively large, there are two temples built on it, one wall is black, the other wall is white, the black and white two temples are bright in color, not adjacent, but looking at each other from afar, the white temple is in the east, and the black temple is in the west.

The ground is paved with black and white stone slabs, the whole is circular, with a curve in the center, bisecting this circle, which is the pattern of a Taiji yin and yang fish, and the two temples on the open ground are located in the position of the yin and yang fish eyes.

For a while, the open space outside the two temples was full of people, all of whom were nearby people who had planned to come to watch the ceremony.

Yang Chengzong walked to the door of the black hall, stretched out his hand and pointed to the black lacquer door, and said coldly: "This is the Yin Palace, if you have any evidence, take it out as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Zefang calmly scanned the crowd around him, and shouted loudly: "Ah Fu, madam, come out!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion on the periphery of the crowd, and a man and a woman crowded to the front of the crowd, the male was a little older, and the female was hovering between the ages of thirty and forty.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at it fixedly, was shocked, and said secretly in his heart: "Isn't this the mistress and old servant Ah Fu of the mansion where Moon Shadow and I went before?" His master was killed by the yin spirit released by Yang Chengzong, what did the master call them here for? Could it be that they are the so-called evidence of Master? ”

Seeing Wu Zhiyuan's face full of doubts, Zhang Zefang whispered beside him: "You said that the male owner of this family was killed by the Yin Spirit, so yesterday I found his widow and old servant, and it took a day to persuade them to come. ”

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly realized when he heard this, no wonder after staying at the inn, the master had been out all night and never returned, it turned out that he was doing this. It's just that this one is an old man and the other is a woman, and they can't provide any evidence at all.

"Master, they are just victims of the haunted incident in Jurong City, even they themselves don't know who killed their family members, you call them here......" Wu Zhiyuan was about to express his worries in his heart, Zhang Zefang smiled and waved his hand.

"I have my own way." Zhang Zefang glanced at Wu Zhiyuan, his eyes were full of determination.

Although Wu Zhiyuan didn't know what the master could do, he still believed in the master's ability, so he stopped talking and watched the changes on the sidelines.

"Daochang Zhang." Ah Fu helped the frail lady to walk up to Zhang Zefang and greeted him respectfully.

"Come with me." Zhang Zefang turned around and walked to the door of the Yin Palace, stretched out his hand to push open the black lacquer door of the Yin Palace, then turned sideways to make way for a passage, and said to Ah Fu, "Ah Fu, you help Madame in first." ”