At the beginning of the lanterns, Ying Shaoguang left the shocking shadow.

Ling Bufei sent him to the Zhaoyue platform and returned to the courtyard.

In the Songtao Pavilion, Ling Yungao looked at the few small dots moving below and smiled silently.

"Sect Master." Xingzhi cautiously came in to serve tea.

After Qiu Yinong's death, he found out that he was the one who missed her the most. The sect master only showed sadness on his face that day, and the Qiu family came to visit, and they left happily after receiving the benefits promised by the sect master. Only him, when making tea and serving, always thinks of her.

There was an empty, unattainable fear in his heart, and for the first time he felt a deep sense of uncertainty about the future. If only autumn was there, even if something happened, he wouldn't be the first.

Ling Yungao replied casually, and asked casually, "Xingzhi, you said that Ying Shaoguang went to Jinghong to take pictures first after getting married, what does this mean?"

Xingzhi blinked, and replied uncertainly: "I heard that last time Senior Brother Ying went out, he happened to bump into the young sect master, so he walked all the way, and he wanted to have some friendship?"

Ling Yungao nodded lightly and said softly, "None of them are reliable!"

He didn't say it explicitly, but Xingzhi knew that he was talking about Yang Xiangtian. In the past, Elder Yang was undoubtedly on the side of the sect master, but now his apprentice was running towards the shadow, and it was self-evident who to choose this time.

Xingzhi didn't dare to say any more, gave a salute, and retreated.

There was only one person left in Songtao Pavilion, Ling Yun took a sip from the teacup, the temperature of the water made him frown, and he couldn't help but think of the autumn mood that had died and had no place to be buried, and a trace of pity faintly passed in his heart.

If you want to convince him, it is still the most desirable autumn mood, and Xingzhi is also very attentive, but it is a little bit hot, probably this is talent!

However, people cannot be resurrected from death, and they still have to look forward.

Ling Yungao threw the teacup, walked to the table, and looked at the file again.

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Early in the morning, the sad wind came out of the precept hall and moved his hands and feet.

He is the head of the precept hall and is responsible for disciplining his disciples and maintaining order. He was mainly responsible for verifying the incident in the ring, and he had been staying in the precept hall for the past few days, constantly asking for confessions, and he was very busy.

According to him, this matter is Bai Meng's suspicion. She is the only demon cultivator in the sect, who is the most beneficial to the demon barrier in the ban? Naturally, it's herself! I'm afraid that she deliberately arranged this matter to exonerate herself.

But without evidence, the thing gets stuck. No matter how much he searched over and over again the process of setting up the ring, nothing came of it.

"How long will it take?" Sad Wind muttered to himself.

He was a little impatient, he couldn't find out, the matter couldn't be closed, and he couldn't deal with Bai Mengjin, let alone the dispute between the sect master and the young sect master......

But how do you ask him to check? No is no!

"Hall Master, it's not good!" The disciple came in a hurry to report.

"What are you doing in a panic?" Grief was dissatisfied, "What else could be bad?"

The disciple said, "The young sect master is here, and he said that this place belongs to him."

Sorrowful Wind was stunned, and then became furious: "How can this be true! Even if he is a young sect master, he can't mess around like this! The Sect Master allowed him to investigate on his own, but he didn't say that he could interfere with the Discipline Hall at will!"

The disciple smiled bitterly, "Hall Master, we can't stop it!"

Useless stuff! The sad wind hummed and walked back, and when he arrived at the front yard, there was a commotion.

"Here, the table here!"

"What about the dossier? Bring them all to me!"

"Where are the witnesses? Let them come over and inquire one by one."

Seeing the chickens flying and the dogs jumping in the front yard, the sad wind endured his anger and walked over quickly: "Young Sect Master!"

Ling Bufei glanced at him, "Oh, Uncle Sorrowful Wind, you came just in time! Your precept hall is really a bit unusual, I've been here for a while, and I can't do a few small things if I ask them to do a few things."

"Hall Master." When the disciples saw him, they gave him a salute as if they had been pardoned.

Can't they do that? Don't dare! Of course, the file of the Discipline Hall cannot be handed over to others casually.

However, the young sect master has the suzerain's order in his hand, so it stands to reason that he can call them......

Sorrowful Wind took a deep breath and asked, "What is the Young Sect Master doing here?" Don't you distrust us? And look at our files?"

"If you listen to it, you will know it!" Ling Bufei smiled and said, "You have the most complete things here, so you don't have to look for it again, right?"

Sadness Wind was not happy: "Then the young sect master will look for it again, in case something goes wrong, then the young sect master will say that I am not from the Discipline Hall."

"Is there a problem, I'll know if I've checked it?" Ling Bufei had a smile on his face, and what he said was not polite at all, "Or is there something greasy in the Discipline Hall, and Master Sorrow doesn't want me to check it?"

Sorrowful Wind couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Young Sect Master, don't spew blood, we all follow the rules, and we don't dare to say that we haven't missed a clue, at least we won't bend into a move."

"Really?" Ling Bufei fanned the wind with the dossier, "Since Uncle Shi is so confident, let me take a look." Otherwise, I can only go to my uncle and say that your precepts are contrary to the yang and yin, and you will not take his sect master's decree in your eyes."

Sad Wind was so angry with him that his chest rose and fell for a while, and finally flicked his sleeves: "Young Sect Master can see it if you want to!" This seat is here, but I want to see what the young sect master finds out!"

Ling Bufei was not satisfied, and called, "Ah Xu!"

"Yes." Baili Xu beckoned, and a group of people came in from outside.

They squeezed out the deacons of the precept hall, moved the tables and chairs of the people who moved the tables and chairs, and the people who were looking for the files were looking for the files, and soon the doves occupied the magpie's nest and occupied the middle hall.

Then they went to work as if no one was around.

Turning over confessions, looking at directories, and even checking accounts.

The sad wind was inexplicable: "What are you doing with the account books?"

"Of course, it's to check if there's anything wrong with the Discipline Hall." Ling Bufei replied as a matter of course, "Maybe someone should cooperate with the outside and erase all the evidence?"

The account books of the Hall of Discipline are bound to pass through him, the hall master, which means that he is suspected of colluding with others? The sad atmosphere is full of smoke.

"Young Sect Master, don't go too far! The sect master only allowed you to check the ring, but he didn't say anything......

Ling Bufei interrupted him, "So, does Master Sorrowful Wind dare to guarantee that your precept hall is clean and there is nothing wrong at all? If you get a little bit of it, you will apologize with death?"

What is the death to atone for the sin, and it is not the one he killed!

"Young Sect Master, how do you use strong words?"

"Don't you dare?" Ling Bufei smiled and smiled, "You didn't let me check, I thought my heart was weak!" Why don't we go to my uncle and judge him?"

I can't talk properly! went to the sect master, and with his trouble, it is conceivable what the result will be in the end.

After being sad for a long time, he could only throw his sleeves in the end: "Check! If the young sect master wants to check, he can check! But if you can't find anything, you'll have to give us an explanation!"

Ling Bufei said strangely: "Uncle Sorrowful Wind's words are so unreasonable, isn't it natural that you can't find something? Could it be that you have made meritorious contributions? It's a terrible mentality."

"I ......"

"Of course, I believe that Uncle Sorrowful Wind is innocent. Don't worry, we'll help you clear your name and give you justice."

The sad wind is incredible.

Hey, that's what you're talking about, bringing someone to break into the precept hall, but it's doing him a favor?