After the Nangong brothers finished worshipping, they left first on the pretext that they were busy with affairs in the village and were looking for their father.

No one stopped them from leaving, after all, what they said was there, and whether what they said was true or not, they would not announce it today.

Chen Xuanguan, the head of Kongtong, seemed to feel that the evil breath in his chest was difficult to get rid of, and he was panting in his mouth, and he was pacing outside the hall with his eyes open.

According to local customs, all those who are close to the deceased should participate in the funeral.

Most of the martial arts people from all walks of life have left, Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, beggars, and Shaolin lay disciples have all stayed in the Shangqing Palace, and will leave after the funeral tomorrow.

East Chamber, in the courtyard.

Chen Xuanguan asked Xiao Ding: "Ding Shaoxia, why didn't you stop the Nangong brothers, but let them leave?" ”

Xiao Ding said with a smile: "It is not appropriate to use a sword or sword in Qingcheng in the past two days, it is a great disrespect to the deceased, and I just found out that the murderer of the head of Zhao is indeed someone else." Since the Crane Shuangjian said that Nangong Yu has disappeared, when this matter is over, I have to go to the Splendid Mountain Villa to find out the truth. ”

Chen Xuanguan was surprised and said, "Is there really someone else?" Who is the one who killed the head of Zhao? ”

Xiao Ding shook his head and said, "I'm not sure yet, but I've already got some eyebrows, and I believe he will show his fox tail soon." ”

Liu Changfeng was puzzled and asked: "In this limelight, shouldn't the murderer be hidden, how can he still act?" ”

Xiao Ding smiled: "Because what he is waiting for is this opportunity, of course he can't miss it." ”

Liu Changfeng said: "What chance?" ”

Xiao Ding smiled mysteriously and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, you will know it when the time comes, and you will ...... it soon."

West Wing, in the courtyard.

Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu sat opposite Fan Shitai, and the four Emei female disciples stood solemnly behind them.

She looked at Ye Rongqiu and said with a smile: "At the martial arts conference that day, the poor nun couldn't see that Miss Ye was a daughter, which is really terrifying." I don't know where Miss Ye is taught? ”

Ye Rongqiu was still full of respect for this kind and kind Emei leader, and she seemed a little embarrassed when she talked about women pretending to be men, and said shyly: "The little girl is from Baiyun City, and her ancestor is Ye Gucheng. ”

Master Fan was really shocked, she thought that Ye Rongqiu was the daughter of a famous family at most, but she didn't expect her background to be so big.

"A sword comes from the west, flying immortals outside the sky, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, was a mythical figure in the martial arts back then, and he didn't expect it to be the ancestor of the girl, which is really amazing." Master Fan sighed.

Tang Qingqing couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that he has never been defeated in his life, if only I could meet him." ”

The children of the rivers and lakes always yearn to see the big hero in their hearts, even if they just look at it from a distance, she will be satisfied, because the hero in their hearts must be beautiful, and being able to see me is just to satisfy the desire of an admirer. When she talks about these things with others in the future, she will proudly say, look, I've seen Ye Gucheng, I've seen Ximen Blowing Snow, I've seen Li Xunhuan, can you be so lucky.

Sometimes heroes are around, but they don't know it, so people always yearn for those ethereal fantasies.

Ye Rongqiu looked at Tang Qingqing, and a strange feeling surged in her heart, the woman sitting next to her was obviously her biggest enemy in this life, but now she found that she couldn't hate this enemy anymore.

Master Fan said with a smile: "Xiao Li Feidao has never been defeated, and Ding Shaoxia, whom you get along with day and night, is also a big hero." ”

Master Fan's smile was a little meaningful, she didn't say that she walked together, but said that she got along day and night, Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu couldn't help but blush.

Tang Qingqing said angrily: "Why hasn't he been defeated, on the first night of the martial arts conference, he was also hit by Granny Jin's Shura needle and almost died." ”

"Shura Needle!" Master Fan couldn't help but gasp.

Tang Qingqing then told how he was assassinated, how Xiao Ding rescued him, and then how he was poisoned.

When she talked about what happened to her in Songyang Academy, Ye Rongqiu's heart couldn't help but be deeply shaken, she was wondering if the person who accompanied Xiao Ding at that time was herself, could she be as strong as Tang Qingqing?

Master Fan sighed: "Ye Shaoxia is worthy of being the successor of Xiao Li Feidao, at that time he still didn't kill Wei Toutuo, he repaid his grievances with virtue, but I don't know if Wei Toutuo will be able to change his evil ways in the future." ”

Ye Rongqiu thought for a moment and said slowly: "That Liu Yunfei is really a strange person. ”

After speaking, seeing Tang Qingqing's eyes staring at him was a little strange, he couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?" ”

Tang Qingqing pursed his lips and said, "The tone of your speech at this time is exactly the same as that bastard of Xiao Ding. ”

Ye Rongqiu's face turned red for no reason, and Master Fan looked at the two of them and smiled knowingly.

"I just suspect that Liu Yunfei may be the one who captured the Dragon Gate." Ye Rongqiu hurriedly changed the topic.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" Mrs. Fan and Tang Qingqing were both a little surprised.

Ye Rongqiu said lightly: "Because I am the one who captures the Dragon Gate, and the Dragon Gate is also planted by the side of Eighth Master Hu, and it was only recently inserted, the news that Xuanyuan is not only gambling with Eighth Master Hu is from that line, I have always suspected that it is someone among the six of you." “

Tang Qingqing said: "You don't know who it is?" “

Ye Rongqiu shook his head and said, "I don't know, this belongs to the top-secret information in the Dragon Capture Gate, and I have no right to know." “

Ye Rongqiu paused and said: "Eighth Master Hu is as cunning as a fox, and he usually has no chance to plant eyeliner next to him, only this time it is the person he is looking for, so he will not suspect that the Dragon Capture Gate will start from these six people, plot against one of them, and let him do the internal response." That's how it should be. “

This possibility is indeed the greatest, Tang Qingqing and Master Fan both nodded secretly.

At night, the wind rises.

On the cliff of Peng Zufeng, there are two black shadows.

"You mysteriously called me up the mountain, why can't you discuss it in the Shangqing Palace?" One of them complained.

"It was here that Uncle Yue was pierced through the throat with a sword and thrown off the cliff!" The other said in a deep voice.

"When I was a child, he often brought us up to practice swords, but I didn't expect that now we are forever separated." The man who was still complaining sighed and said sadly.

"Have you ever wondered who the murderer is? Why did he do it? ”

"It must be someone from the Blue Dragon Society, except for the Blue Dragon Society, I really can't think of anyone else with such cruel methods."

"I know who the murderer is!"

"Huh? If you know who the killer is, why didn't you tell it sooner? His voice was full of confusion and anger.

"Because the murderer is me!" Before the words fell, the sword was struck.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and nothing can be heard in the wind.

The next day, the hour.

The funeral is about to begin, and the two coffins have been carried out of the main hall, and the dragon pole that carries the coffin is being tied in front of the hall.

The coffin of Shu is different from the coffin of the Central Plains, the mountains of Shu are densely forested, and the four shows are damp, so the coffin is generally made of strong and non-perishable fir, the fir wood of the coffin must be hundreds of years old, the fir of the hundred years is straight and thick, and the coffin made of the whole fir is made of a whole piece of fir mortise and tenon, and it is not easy to permeate the wind and water without gaps, and then brush a few with good soil paint, so that the coffin will not rot easily even if it is buried for more than ten years. But because of this, this kind of coffin is relatively heavy, and it takes eight people to lift it, and many people must pull the rope slowly when climbing down the hill. Therefore, in each place, there is a special team to carry the coffin.

The team carrying the coffin was ready, but Wei Qingshu and Liu Qingfeng in the four shows of Qingcheng were not seen for a long time, Zhao Qingming thought that the two were overworked and overslept, and sent someone to call in the room of the two of them, and the person who came reported that there was no one in the room at all.

Zhao Qingming's heart jumped, his body staggered, but fortunately, Nie Qingyun quickly held him up, and intuitively, he felt that something had happened again. He knew very well that the senior brother and the second senior brother had always been stable and would never disappear for no reason at this time.

The events that happened one after another in the past period of time had overwhelmed him, and he gritted his teeth and survived, thinking only about burying his father and Uncle Yue, and then finding the murderer and breaking him into thousands of pieces.

This is not out of the funeral yet, if the senior brother and the second senior brother encounter an accident at this time, how can he still hold on.

Zhao Qingming said tearingly: "Go and find it!" ”

Xiao Ding looked at Zhao Qingming, whose face was as white as paper, and couldn't bear it, and said: "First ask someone to go to the cliff of Peng Zufeng to have a look, if the murderer appears again, he should still choose to do it there." ”

Zhao Qingming had slowly sat down on the steps, and he said to Nie Qingyun: "Third Senior Brother, you quickly call someone to go to the back mountain." ”

After speaking, the person fainted, and the hand holding Nie Qingyun slowly fell to the ground.

Nie Qingyun was startled and shook Zhao Qingming vigorously: "Qingming, Qingming, wake up, wake up." This usually taciturn man was in tears at the moment, and he couldn't cry.

Xiao Ding sighed, walked to Zhao Qingming's side, and said slowly: "Zhao Gongzi is just extremely angry, and he is in trouble, just take a rest, you better ask someone to go to the back mountain to have a look first." “

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right palm and stuck it on Zhao Qingming's back, lungs, and the two acupoints of Fengmen, and the internal force vomited lightly, Zhao Qingming coughed and slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank you, Young Man Ding." Zhao Qingming's voice was weak.

Nie Qingyun stood up, there were still tears in his eyes, but his eyes were extremely firm, and he said in a deep voice: "Come on, help Qingming down to rest first, and go to a few more people, and quickly go to the back mountain to search." “

"Yes!" The children of the disciples responded one after another, and now their head and the respected Yue Dao Chang have just died, the senior brother and the second senior brother in the four shows of Qingcheng have disappeared again, Zhao Qingming suddenly fell ill again, and he was at a loss, Nie Qingyun's firm voice undoubtedly gave them great confidence and encouragement.

The people who went up the mountain to search were all good hands in the sect, and they moved quickly, and they came back after a short time.

Of course, it was to carry people back.

There was only one person who was carried back, and it was Wei Qingshu, the senior brother in Qingcheng Sixiu.

"Big brother!" Nie Qingyun had already pounced on Wei Qingshu, and the tears that he had already held back flowed out again.

Those present are already deeply infected.

This is also too tragic, in just a few days, the top masters of the Qingcheng faction have been lost.

Suddenly, Nie Qingyun bounced up like an electric shock, and then trembled and stretched out his finger to try it in front of Wei Qingshu's nostrils, he looked back at everyone, and was so excited that he couldn't speak: "He's not dead yet, senior brother, he's not dead yet!" ”

Xiao Ding squatted down and stretched out three fingers to buckle upside down on Wei Qingshu's vein, and sure enough, Wei Qingshu still had a weak pulse.

Wei Qingshu is not dead, what about Liu Qingfeng.

Is it still in the mountains?