Chapter 21: Removing the Mole
He thought for a moment and asked:
But what is his purpose in doing this? Also, why did he send Senior Brother Ye Song to kill me before, instead of coming himself? ”
Ye Song replied: "He wants to participate in the competition for the position of the valley lord in the near future, so in order to avoid being contaminated with cause and effect, he asked me to do it for me." ”
"......I see," Jiang Fan nodded.
"I remember that Senior Brother Ye Song is also a disciple of the sequence, you also have the qualifications to compete for the position of the next valley master, why aren't you afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect?"
"Because he made a deal with me, as long as I withdraw from the competition for the position of the valley master, in addition to a large amount of cultivation resources, I will also be given something that I can't refuse at all as a reward......
Speaking of this, Ye Song was suddenly stunned for a moment, and his heart was like a lightning bolt.
He then slammed his forehead into the table with a slam of rage:
"I used to wonder why he knew that I lacked such a thing, obviously I only revealed it to a few people around me, but I didn't expect the truth to be like this!"
"Dog thief!" He slammed into the ground and smashed a small hole in the floor of the bamboo building.
Sikong Yueling looked at this small pit, and his eyelids jumped.
She secretly accumulated spiritual power, froze the stolen goods in the pit into a ball, and with a movement of her fingers, she made it fly out of the bamboo building through the window, and then showed a smile that was imperceptible to satisfaction.
The other three didn't notice this detail, Jiang Fan buttoned his nails and continued to analyze:
"In this way, Han Yun planted chess pieces by your side, and the ultimate goal is to compete for the position of the valley master."
Ye Song nodded: "It should be like this." ”
Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Senior Sister Su Yi, who is closest and most trusted by Senior Brother Ye Song's side, was controlled by Han Yun and became his pawn......"
"In that case, based on his behavior, we might as well assume that there are similar characters around several other sequence disciples?"
"I don't know about the situation on the second and third senior brothers' side, and I can't control ......," he bowed his head and muttered.
"But by Senior Sister Yueling's side, who will Han Yun's dark chess be?"
Jiang Fan raised his head and looked at Sikong Yueling: "Senior sister, are there any people around you who are particularly close but behave strangely?" ”
As soon as he said this, he saw the girl's gaze subconsciously looking at him.
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "Senior sister, what do you see me doing, do you think that I am Han Yun's secret chess?" ”
Sikong Yueling lowered his eyes, picked up the steaming tea, covered his face with his sleeves, took a sip, and answered Jiang Fan's first question in a flat tone.
"Nope."
"No......" Jiang Fan lowered his head and continued to think. Who could that be? ”
At this time, he was suddenly stunned, and he realized something in his heart.
Earlier, I asked my senior sister if she had anyone closest to her, and she subconsciously looked at me, doesn't this mean......
Jiang Fan glanced at his senior sister again with strange eyes, only to see that she was drinking tea by herself, and her eyes didn't dare to look at her side at all, and she suddenly knew in her heart.
What is this? Tsundere?
After getting along for a long time, I was almost deceived by her cold and arrogant appearance, saying a thousand things and ten thousand, and my senior sister is actually just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
Jiang Fan coughed dryly, gathered his thoughts, and continued to analyze in his heart:
Since Senior Sister Moon Ling doesn't have any people closest to her, then change your thinking, who can have the most contact with the people on Moon Spirit Island besides her?
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Deacon Lin!"
"Is that him?"
Hearing Jiang Fan pronounce these three words, Sikong Yueling's mind instantly appeared with the appearance of this person.
It was a bald man with a wrinkled face.
"Yes, I suddenly remembered that it was Senior Brother Han Yun who recommended this person to me at that time to help me manage all the affairs on my Moon Spirit Island, and I saw that he was good, so I stayed."
"Now that I think about it, his behavior is indeed suspicious. For example, when I was walking on my island, I often bumped into him intentionally or unintentionally to report to me about the situation on the island, but now that I think about it, the number of times is too frequent. ”
After the girl said this, Jiang Fan keenly captured two key messages:
Recommended by Han Yun, and frequently in contact with Senior Sister Yueling.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was already eight points certain: "It's basically certain that it's him...... Senior sister, please call him, I want to confirm. ”
Sikong Yueling knew that he had some kind of strange ability, and he could tell what a person's nature was just by looking at him face to face, so he nodded.
She summoned a sound-transmitting jade slip from the storage jade bracelet, crushed it directly, and shouted at the same time: "Deacon Lin, come to Qingxin Garden to see me quickly." ”
The jade was reduced to a white light, and it disappeared suddenly.
The four of them waited for a stick of incense, during which Ye Song kept comforting his Taoist companion softly, and Su Yi's mood gradually stabilized
Jiang Fan drank cup after cup of tea in front of him, and felt that his stomach was a little swollen after drinking, and only then did there be a belated footstep outside the bamboo building.
Several people looked up at the same time and looked that way.
A bald man in a gray robe looked respectful, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and the eyes of the four were all focused on his wrinkled face.
Jiang Fan's mind immediately condensed, and he silently recited in his heart: "System, check the other party's current luck." ”
The bald man slowly jumped out of the luck entry above his head:
[Gold, wood, fire, and miscellaneous spiritual roots, moles, restlessness, and broken paths]
The moment he saw the second entry, Jiang Fan was sure in his heart that his previous speculation was not wrong.
After the bald man entered the door, he raised his head and cautiously glanced at the few people present.
When he saw Sikong Yueling and Ye Song, the expressions on his faces, although they were slightly surprised, were quite calm.
When his gaze swept over Su Yi, he was only slightly puzzled.
But when his gaze turned to Jiang Fan, who was sitting in a row of bamboo chairs with the three of them, he was suddenly shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.
He opened his mouth wide, took two steps back, stretched out his finger and pointed at the latter's face, and burst out:
"You...... Are you still alive? ”
After saying this, the big man knew that he was speechless, closed his mouth in a panic, lowered his head and trembled.
Sikong Yueling was not a stupid person, and when she heard the old man's words, she remembered that the wooden building where Jiang Fan lived before was destroyed in the middle of the night.
In addition, he learned from Ye Song's mouth that it happened to be Han Yun who wanted to kill Jiang Fan.
She immediately judged in her heart that the person in front of her was the chess piece that her senior brother had placed beside her.
With her usual cold and insipid temperament, she can't help but feel a little angry in her heart at this time.
The girl's eyes froze, slapped the table, and shouted, "Lin Yan! You're a dog who eats inside and out, so bold! ”
The bald man consciously lost his words first, and now he was drunk by the girl like this, knowing that the matter could not be hidden, he was so frightened that he knocked his head to the ground, and replied in a trembling voice:
"The owner of the island, his subordinates know their mistakes, and their subordinates should be damned......"
Sikong Yueling's face was as cold as ice, and said, "Spit out everything you know." ”