"Good boy, courageous! But there are some things I have to explain to you first. The corners of Bai Benwei's mouth raised slightly, he really appreciated that Wu Duan was not crushed by this blow.

Wu Duan listened straightly, and Bai Benwei continued: "I can take you to the Divine Division, but you first have to pass the review of the Ming Xuan Ancient Academy, and there are still three months before the enrollment day, during which you will have to work hard." ”

In fact, Bai Benwei could have taken Wu Duan back directly, but in that case, it is very likely that because of the prophecy, there is a high probability that he will not be allowed to control the power, and will only be secretly placed under house arrest and monitored.

Looking at the young man in front of him who had not been in contact with him for a long time, Bai Benwei couldn't bear to bury it, and secretly thought in his heart: Let him in first, and then go to the director general to explain.

Taking a sip of tea, Bai Benwei continued to whisper: "The data on the iron plate just now is the basis for the audit, and you must reach the level of Ding Zhi above 60 within these three months. ”

Wu Jian frowned slightly, he really didn't know much about such a process before entering the Divine Division, but when he heard this, he hurriedly said, "But my spirit map..."

"You stupid boy, since he said so, then he must have a way." Looking at Wu Duan's worried appearance, Zhang Da couldn't help but blurt out.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Bai Benwei smiled noncommittally: "There is indeed a way to solve the matter of Lingtu, but I will sell it first, your first task is to take care of your body first." ”

Wu Duan was also relieved when he heard this, not only did he get Uncle Bing's permission now, but Bai Benwei seemed to have a way to solve the troubles on his body, Wu Duan couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart, and his face was slightly excited.

Everyone present exchanged a few more words, and then ended the conversation in a peaceful atmosphere, the uncle and nephew sent the two out of the door, and finally Bai Benwei turned around and said to Wu Quan: "I will come to you in a week, don't cause trouble during this period." ”

Wu Duan smiled helplessly, after the two left, the pot in the pot was also open normally, but when Wu Duan wanted to help, he was driven away by Uncle Bing, the reason was to let him concentrate on recuperating from his injuries.

Seeing that he couldn't intervene three times or twice, Wu Duan had to walk out of the tavern to breathe, and at this time, Zhang Da began to set up a storytelling stall again, and when he saw Wu Duan coming over, he quickly tilted his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, I said, your uncle promised to let you out, why do you still want to meddle in my small business."

Hearing this, Wu Duan smiled and shook his head, why is he not welcome now, but looking at Zhang Da's playful appearance, it is really in line with his own cognition.

Looking at Zhang Da calmly, Wu Duan smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Zhang Da was also stunned for a moment when he heard this, Wu Duan thanked himself so solemnly, and he twisted it a little uncomfortably.

"Go, go, why did you kid suddenly become sensational, let me tell you, don't lose my face when you get to the gods, or I'll make up all your ugly things for you into a storyteller."

Seeing that the old boy was still shy, Wu Duan couldn't help laughing in his heart, but the gratitude was not fake, so he didn't say anything more, but took out a jar of wine from the tavern and put it on Zhang Da's table.

Wu Duan had nothing to do all day, and after returning to the room, he looked at the decoction that Uncle Bing had prepared for himself, and drank it in one go, and the bitter feeling instantly filled his mouth, and Wu Duan's little face was also wrinkled, and at this time, his heart was anxiously hoping that his body would recover completely.

The night in Qingtian Town is always so quiet, and Wu Duan, who is lying on the bed at this time, is indeed tossing and turning, and it is difficult to sleep.

The young man straightened his arms, clenched his fists and grasped the void, then released it, back and forth, looking at the shadows of the trees outside the window through his fingers, feeling the feeling of emptiness coming from his body, Wu Duan sighed softly.

In the following days, Wu Duan was cultivating in the room, occasionally going out to listen to Zhang Da's lectures to relieve boredom, but he hadn't seen Bai Benwei in the past few days, and asked about Zhang Da, who didn't know his traces.

A week's time is said quickly, but for Wu Jin, it feels like a year, and he finally survived until the last day, as soon as the sky was bright, Wu Duan hurriedly got out of bed, turned his shoulders, without a trace of discomfort, and untied the gauze wrapped around his body indiscriminately, and the wound had grown pink and white tender meat.

Pushing the window open, the morning air was unique and refreshing, Wu Duan greedily breathed in the slightly humid air, and vaguely the pores of his whole body slowly opened, and there were bursts of comfort all over his body.

After clearing his mind, Wu Duan had just put on his clothes and was about to go downstairs, when a noisy shouting and scolding came from downstairs.

"Wu Duan, that little cub, let him get out of here!"

Hearing this vicious tone, Wu Duan frowned, thinking about who had such a contradiction with him.

Downstairs, the door of the tavern was violently kicked open at this time, and a group of people were outside the door, and Uncle Bing was standing at the door to confront the group of people, led by a middle-aged man with a face full of anger, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire.

"Wooden shopkeeper, come early in the morning to slam the door, what do you mean?" Seeing that the comer was not good, Uncle Bing was also cold-eyed.

"Humph! Surnamed Bing, don't pretend to be stupid for me, if I hadn't come back, I wouldn't have known that my son had been killed. ”

The middle-aged man who spoke was Mu Teng, the head of the Mu family, and that day Luo Cha fell to death was his second son - Mu Kaiyun, he was originally going out to run errands, and after he returned to Qingtian Town this morning, he was told that his second son died in the back mountain, and it had a lot to do with Wu Duan, this news made him instantly angry, and then he brought people to ask for the guilt.

"I also heard the bad news of Ling Lang, and asked the wooden shopkeeper to mourn, but you mentioned it just now, I don't know what this has to do with him."

"You don't give me a fake appearance there, poor my son, he didn't even leave a complete corpse, your nephew is really vicious." Mu Teng's face was gloomy, and he shouted at Uncle Bing through gritted teeth.

"My Mu family has no grievances with you, why did your nephew do this, woo, my Yun'er."

Beside Mu Teng, a noble lady who was supported by a maid was hiding her face and crying, the noble lady raised her head, there were two tear stains on her pale face, and her red and swollen eyes stared at Uncle Bing.

The groundless accusation made Uncle Bing a little unhappy, but the deceased was the greatest, Uncle Bing did not pursue too much, but explained: "Mrs. Mu, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle, Ling Lang's murder was because of the monster that suddenly appeared on the mountain behind that, and Du'er was seriously injured because of it, and not only the two of them who were present at the time could testify for him." ”

"You don't care for the calves here, you want to testify, okay, I'll see how long you can play."

After Mu Teng finished speaking, he turned his head to look behind him, only to see an obese figure in the crowd walking out, and then the man arched his hand at Uncle Bing: "I've seen the ice shopkeeper." ”

Uncle Bing looked at this person, and it turned out that he was Jia Xiangyuan's shopkeeper, Jia Dakong's father, Jia Ren.

"Shopkeeper Jia? What are you here for? Uncle Bing frowned, thinking about what the Mu family's affairs had to do with him.

"Ice shopkeeper, this is your mistake, I advise you to hand over Wu Duan as soon as possible, for the sake of my peers, I can not tell what happened on the mountain, and it will save you from losing face in front of everyone."

On Jia Ren's fat face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and there was a smirk on his mouth, and his words were mixed with threats.

Uncle Bing stared at him with cross-eyebrows and said coldly, "Oh? I'm going to see what you have to say. ”

This is in Jia Ren's arms, it turned out that on the night of the incident, Jia Dakong told him the truth of the matter, at first he was also panicked, worried that his son was injured, and he was relieved to see that he was okay, but the dog has no tiger father, and he has been immersed in the mall for decades, Jia Ren can be described as insidious and cunning, not to mention that the business of pot boiling is a big threat to him, he has been thinking about how to make the pot in the pot close, and it is impossible for him to go to Uncle Bing to thank him, until he heard that Wu Duan miraculously survived, A dark thought slowly came to mind.

"Alas, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin." Jia Ren whispered, then instantly changed his expression, pointed to the plaque in the pot with indignation, and shouted to the crowd: "Folks, today I will let you see how this pot in the pot has cultivated a vicious murderer." ”

Jia Ren turned to Mu Teng and arched his hand, and then said slowly in a tone full of grief.

"Before the young master of the Mu family was killed, my son Dakong and he and several other children were originally traveling together, but I never thought that I met that Wu Duan on the way, my son and him did have some friction on weekdays, but Dakong had a pure nature, and tolerated him everywhere, I never thought that it was my son's kind act that made this Wu Duan even worse, so that... So much so that it also affected the young master of the Mu family! ”

Speaking of emotion, Jia Ren actually left a few tears, after holding his sleeve and wiping it gently, Jia Ren continued: "Then after Wu Duan saw Dakong, he began to look for his stubble, my son didn't want to pay attention to him, who would have thought that he would actually lift a stone and throw it at my son, Dakong didn't expect this kid to be a killer, he couldn't react for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the young master of the Mu family had fallen in a pool of blood. ”

Listening to what Jia Ren said, Mu Teng's face turned purple, and Mrs. Namu choked up for a while, and the surrounding crowd was also rendered by this sad atmosphere, and there was also a little sadness and anger in sympathy.

"Seeing that there was a human life, not only did Wu Duan not have a trace of fear, but used a knife to brutally cut off the young master of the Mu family, all the children present at that time were half-old children, seeing this bloody scene, no matter who was terrified, then Wu Duan threatened them, saying that if anyone dared to say this, he would let him be broken into pieces."

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone present immediately exclaimed when they heard this, and when they saw their words, they reacted, and Jia Ren was even more energetic.

"Dakong was frightened when he came back, so that he was delirious, after a little improvement yesterday, he told me about it, I couldn't bear to tell the wooden shopkeeper this bad news, but when I thought that Wu Duan's evil son was still at large, I had to tell the truth truthfully, poor wooden shopkeeper white-haired man sent black-haired man, if it wasn't for the second young master of the Mu family to save him, Dakong would not be able to escape the poisonous hand, it was he who saved my son's life, wooden shopkeeper, I Jia Ren can't stand you, if Dakong is even a little tougher, this tragedy will not happen."

Saying that, Jia Ren wanted to kneel down towards Mu Teng, but the latter hurriedly helped him up: "Shopkeeper Jia, don't blame yourself too much, you don't blame you for this, and you don't blame Dakong, it's all this surnamed Bing who raised such a vicious villain." ”

Mu Teng stared at Uncle Bing with an iron face, and said fiercely: "Bing Wuya, what else do you have to say now!" ”

Looking at this play performed by Jia Ren, Uncle Bing also understood his intentions, stared at this guy who was still wiping his tears, and said coldly: "Shopkeeper Jia is really good acting, what kind of intentions do you have, a basin of dirty water is so justifiably poured on the body, if it is really as you said, then why don't you see those children, the words come out of their mouths to call the truth." ”

Jia Ren sneered secretly in his heart, the rest of the people are the children of ordinary people, but a little bit of interest to their parents will make them obey, and after Jia Dakong heard about his father's plan, he didn't agree at first, after all, it was Wu Duan who really saved himself, although Jia Dakong was usually arrogant, but after all, he was a child, and he didn't have any scheming, Jia Ren was such an old fritter, just described that his own industry was about to be squeezed by the pot and was about to go bankrupt, coupled with his bitter persuasion, Jadakhon finally agreed to help his father cheat.

"Bing Wuya, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, in order to protect your nephew, do you still want to kill those children, although I, Jia Ren, have no ability, but I will never allow you to hurt them in the slightest!"

Another hat was put on Uncle Bing's head, at this time he was already full of anger, in the face of Jia Ren, an ordinary person, he could wipe him out without much effort, but if he made a move in front of everyone, his identity was destined to be exposed, and Wu Duan would also be implicated by this, clenching his fists fiercely, Uncle Bing stared at Jia Ren coldly.

Jia Ren saw that Uncle Bing was deflated, and a touch of pride also appeared in his heart: "I don't have anything to say, too, a guy like you who can cultivate a murderer is definitely not a good person." After a pause, Jia Ren turned to everyone and shouted: "Folks, the matter has come to light, it is not easy for Qingtian Town to have the current situation, the evil son has not been eliminated, can you bear to let the young master of the Mu family be wronged?" Do you still dare to let your children go out without any scruples? Do you dare to drink the poisonous wine that burns in this pot? ”

In the last sentence, Jia Ren's voice increased a few points, which was exactly what he wanted to express, but everyone was blinded by the things in front of them and didn't care, with Jia Ren's launch, the truth didn't seem to be so important, a voice came from the crowd, and everyone began to echo.

"Hand over the murderer and get out of Qingtian Town!"

......

The shouts came and went, and Jia Ren saw that the goal had been achieved, and he stood behind Mu Teng after retreating.

"I advise you to hurry up and hand over that kid Wu Duan, there is a limit to my patience."

Mu Teng's face was gloomy, and as his robe was windless, bursts of mist slowly emanated from his body, it turned out that this Mu Teng was also a cultivator.

Uncle Bing gritted his teeth, as the leader of the Ghost Flag Banner, how could he have been insulted like this, and when he saw Mu Teng's intention to attack, he couldn't help but make a move.

Whoosh –

Just when the two were confronting, a wooden stool flew out of the hall and flew straight towards Jia Ren, and the latter also noticed the flying thing, and hurriedly moved his fat body to take a step back, Mu Teng suddenly raised his hand, and a violent energy flew from his palm, colliding with the wooden stool, and the wooden stool shattered into powder in an instant, which shows the domineering contained in this power.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, only to see a figure slowly walk out of the hall, and Wu Quan, dressed in black, appeared in front of everyone.

The sudden change made Jia Ren feel a lot of fright, he could realize that if the wooden bench smashed on his body, he would definitely suffer a lot of injuries, and after calming down, he hurriedly shouted tremblingly.

"It's... It's Wu Duan, the murderer is out! ”

Wu Duan looked at Jia Ren, the clown who jumped off the beam, with a cold look in his eyes, and his angry voice came out of his mouth.

"You damn fat man can really turn black and white upside down, you let Najada come over, I should ask him if this is the case."