There were only two people left in the hall, Ji Yaoyu stretched her two long legs and changed to a comfortable sitting position, lazy and casual and amorous, she was talking with Mu Zixuan without a match, it seemed to be gossip, but the content of the conversation was turbulent.

"In the past, I always thought that He Guqiu was just a reckless man, but I didn't expect him to have these thoughts, but unfortunately he is still inferior to you, if I expected it to be good, you should be more than one in the Lingxiao Sword Sect's secret pile, right?"

Mu Zixuan said: "Yaoyu is really my confidant, that's right, my junior brother is amazingly talented, no matter where he is, he is an eye-catching character, although using him as a secret pile can get closer to the secret of the sect, but sooner or later someone will be discovered." ”

"So there is another person, if your junior brother is as brilliant as the sun and attracts the suspicious eyes of others, that person will be like a firefly, almost invisible in the sun. ”

"But this game of the Shangqing faction was disrupted by Uncle Shi before it started. Mu Zixuan shook his head and said.

"Without the support of the first manifestation sect of the Shangqing faction, it will be even more difficult for you to rebuild the "Royal Family Starry Sky", since Ying Feiyang can't use it, do you have other backs?"

"One word, etc. Mu Zixuan said. "Wait?" Ji Yaoyu frowned lightly, thoughtful.

Mu Zixuan said with a smile: "The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism is becoming more and more intense, and the five-year Buddhism and Taoism Conference will also be held in Luoyang, the situation in Luoyang is now like a dry grass poured with oil, and the Shangqing faction must bear the brunt, as long as it continues, there will always be a fire on the head of the Shangqing faction, and then I only need to help extinguish the fire, why worry about not getting the support of the Shangqing faction." ”

At this moment, a figure hurriedly trotted in from the hall door, and it was the 'Ten Hexagrams and Nine Failures' Fang Shi Ce Tianji, Cetianji's face was red, panting, he glanced at Ji Yaoyu, and said to Mu Zixuan while panting: "Door master, the latest news, Sima Chengzhen has been killed!"

"What?" Mu Zixuan and Ji Yaoyu shouted at the same time, glanced at each other with surprise on their faces, and said in unison: "You did it?"

After speaking, he smiled at the same time, Ji Yaoyu said with a bright eye: "It's not you, it's not me, then guess who it will be?" The fire you have to wait for, I didn't expect it to burn so quickly, and it is still a burning fire." ”

"Ha, I hope I won't set myself on fire. Mu Zixuan suddenly got up, his eyes blazing like firelight. "Uncle Ce, help me prepare, the messenger should be here soon!"

Even now, Ying Feiyang still can't believe what he saw, Sima Chengzhen, who was still talking and laughing with him yesterday, is now nailed to death on the emperor's imperial plaque, his limbs are weakly sagging, his jade-like skin has become dry ashes, the chest of the white robe is soaked with blood, and the semi-coagulated blood flows down the wound, like a dark red snake, opening its mouth to devour the stars on the robe. It was like an absurd and bizarre dream, and he didn't react until Du Ruhui shook his shoulder.

Ying Feiyang turned around and looked, Du Ruhui, Zhang Shouzhi, and Sun Changji stood behind him, Du Ruhui's eyes were red, his eyes were tearful, Zhang Shouzhi's eyes were hollow, and he was depressed, and Sun Changji was disheveled, kneeling in the direction of Sima Chengzhen, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Du Ruhui's voice trembled: "Listen to Daozhen, you were the first to find out that the master was dead?"

Ying Feiyang nodded

"Then Senior Brother Ying, do you remember when it was?"

Ying Feiyang knew that this was not the time to be sad, so he forcibly said: "When I found the body, it happened to be the dawn drum beating, and it should be five or two o'clock. ”

As soon as the dawn drum sounds, it is the beginning of a new day, the palace gate, the city gate, and the doors of the various markets are open at this moment, and the temples and temples in Luoyang City will also ring the morning bell at this time, Ying Feiyang was still stunned when he first saw the corpse, until the passionate beating drum and the deep and distant bell came into his ears, he walked out of the courtyard like waking up from a dream, pulled a passing little Taoist priest, and told him the situation inside.

Du Ruhui glanced at Sun Changji and said: "Senior Brother Sun, the master has always gotten up early, often getting up before the fifth watch arrives to chant the scriptures, in the past, you served him to wash and change clothes, but this time the first person to find out that the master was killed, why not you! Where were you when the bell rang." Sun Changji said at the end, his eyes were already bright and compelling, and he was very different from his usual submissive appearance.

Sun Changji was born as Sima Chengzhen's servant, and he has taken care of Sima Chengzhen's daily life since he was a child, even if he was accepted as a disciple and his status improved, this point has not changed, and Sima Chengzhen has long been accustomed to his service, so he has never arranged for other Taoist children to replace his work.

Sun Changji stood up suddenly, and said, "Senior Brother Du, listening to your tone, are you suspicious of me?" Sun Changjijun's face was crisscrossed with tears, quite embarrassed, but there was a cold glow in his eyes.

"The master's death is strange, and I naturally can't let go of anything abnormal. ”

Sun Changji sneered: "Hehe, when the master dies, you will find ways to target me......? Lu Zhixuan cast the trumpet spell, you should also know that this kind of thing is very draining, I was exhausted, and I fell asleep a little before I knew it, and I woke up when the bell rang. ”

"What, you cast a spell on Senior Brother He? Senior Brother He was expelled from the sect, and it really has something to do with you, Sun Changji, when the master's matter is understood, I will definitely make you pay the price. Du Ru said sharply.

"Come on, the master is dead, is it your turn to give orders?" Sun Changji wiped his nose and tears, and pointed to the sword marks all over the wall and said: "You have the kung fu to blame me, it is better to suspect Lu Zhixuan, don't forget that the master died under the sword, maybe it was because he was dissatisfied with the master's punishment, and he was resentful, so he returned to the Shangqing faction at night to kill the master!"

Du Ruhui's face changed, but he immediately denied: "Senior Brother Lu is a master with all his skills, how can he kill the master?"

"He Gu is poor, it must be He Gu poor!" Zhang Shouzhi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke at this time, with an indescribable resentment in his voice, "There are only a handful of people in the world who can beat the master with swordsmanship, Yu Wenfeng and Gu Jiansheng, the two major peaks of the sword world, are naturally included, and the Sword Emperor Yue Tianqiong who is only under the two peaks is also one, but they all have no grudges and no grudges against the master, and there are not many characters left, and the most likely of them is He Gu Poor." ”

As soon as he said this, Du Ruhui and Sun Changji's eyes lit up, He Guqiao chased and killed the princess, injured Lu Zhixuan and Zhang Shouzhi, and formed a bond with the Shangqing faction.

"Not good!" Ying Feiyang suddenly shouted in his heart, and at this moment, a disciple came and said to Du Ruhui and the others: "Three senior uncles, we are just here in this Ying ...... On the wall of Uncle Ying's courtyard, I found someone carving a poem, which I have transcribed. ”

"Read!" Du Ruhui said simply. The disciple hesitated and said, "This ...... The disciple couldn't read it, so he asked the uncle to look at it himself. As he spoke, the disciple handed a piece of paper to Du Ruhui's hand.

Sun Changji and Zhang Shouzhi also came together, "He Gu is poor to visit here, and Bai Yunzi is difficult to decide." When you return to your old place at leisure, you will take your head again. The provocative poem fell into view, the three of them changed color in unison, Du Ruhui shook his palm, shook the paper into pieces, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "He is lonely and poor! You should die!" The voice was like a fierce tiger's mournful howl, the old ape cried blood, and under the poignant cut of the liver and intestines, there was a breathtaking killing intent.

At this time, Zhang Shouzhi looked at Ying Feiyang, and said with a gloomy face: "Senior Brother Ying, this inscription was left in your courtyard, didn't you notice it?"

Ying Feiyang opened his mouth to stammer, but he couldn't answer, after he saw Sima Chengzhen's corpse, his heart was shocked, his mind was in a trance, and he forgot about He Guqiang's poem for a while, until he mentioned the name of He Guqiang, he didn't remember, and at this time, this poem has become evidence that He Guqiang killed Sima Chengzhen.

Zhang Shouzhi asked: "What's the matter, Senior Brother Ying, I see that your eyes are bloodshot and your eyes are swollen, you shouldn't have slept yesterday, I don't know what you did last night?"

Rao is should be quick to fly, and I don't know how to answer at this time, if I am honest, don't say that He Guqiao entered the devil from the Tao, and the experience of entering the Tao from the devil is too weird, it is difficult to win people's trust, even if he believes it, He Guqiao's crime of assassinating the princess can not be lightly revealed, and then he will be accused of colluding with He Guqiang, staging a bitter trick to mix into the Shangqing faction, plotting against him, if he does not admit it, but at this time he can't come up with a good excuse to explain Zhang Shouzhi's problem.

Seeing that Ying Feiyang didn't answer, the three of them glanced at each other, and at the same time there was a move, Du Ruhui suddenly slapped his palm, and a big red handprint came out of his palm, with a scorching high heat, directly hitting Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang didn't have time to react in a hurry, but his body instinctively drew his sword, and performed a trick of Aohan Sword Technique, and suddenly a cold ice chrysanthemum formed in front of him, blooming layer by layer, but the handprint smashed the ice chrysanthemum, and the remaining strength did not stop, Ying Feiyang was bombarded and retreated a few steps.

It has long been rumored that Du Ruhui was born as a hero, combining his early martial arts experience with immortal law, and creating a "Burning Jade Tianyan Seal", so although the entry is late, among Sima Chengzhen's disciples, the cultivation is only under Li Hanguang. This handprint is simple and clumsy, but it is like the inscription of the Wei tablet into the stone, hitting Ying Feiyang's blood surging, Fang stopped retreating, and a yellow turban wrestler appeared out of thin air behind him, a back buckle restrained Ying Feiyang's arm, Ying Feiyang's arm was restrained, but Xingji Sword came out of his hand, turned around in the air and stabbed at the face of the Yellow Turban Lux.

But at this time, a figure deceived in front of him, Sun Changji took a piece of rune paper in his hand and pasted it on Ying Feiyang's body, and in an instant, the blue light on the rune paper flowed, and countless branches grew out of the rune paper, knotting a rope to tie Ying Feiyang tightly.

Each of these three people's cultivation is above Ying Feiyang, and now under the surprise attack and joining forces, but in the blink of an eye, Ying Feiyang will be restrained.

"Stop!" At this moment, a female voice came from outside the courtyard, "He was in my room yesterday!"

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