The next day, the cool breeze was blowing, the sky was not clear, the sun was bright, only a slight mist accompanied by a drizzle, splashing on the eaves and streets.

Pedestrians on the streets were in a hurry, vendors from south to north leaned under the eaves, and people doing small business also gathered together, talking and laughing and talking about the old things that had been turned over and over in the past few days.

The panic of the people only happened on that day, even if it was true that such things would fall on their heads, but the people did not stop going out.

Life is like this, you don't sell a piece of tofu, there are always people shouting on the street, you are afraid of death, others are also afraid, but everyone is more afraid of harsh government, more afraid of life, he is more terrifying than any flood beast, and he can't sleep at night.

In an abandoned house in the north of the city, Bai Yunqing turned sideways in front of the window, looked in all directions, and said solemnly, "It's almost noon......

The mad monk nodded slightly, his expression was a little vigilant, he didn't pick it lightly, he got up solemnly, looked out the window, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

"There is more than this side in the north of the city, you and I are here, I'm afraid it won't help!"

Hearing this, Bai Yunqing turned around, looked at the mad monk who closed his eyes, lowered his head and pondered, thought for a moment, and said helplessly, "The enemy is in the dark, you and I are in the light, and I only know that he will commit murder at noon, but the north of the city is too big, and I don't know where it is!"

"For today's plan, only by acting separately can we fight him ......"

The mad monk opened and closed his eyes, and slowly walked towards the door, Bai Yunqing knew what he meant, and as he said, there was a chance for the two to separate!

"It's noon!"

The two were about to discuss a foolproof plan, and suddenly saw that the shadow in front of the window became shorter, Gao Yang shifted in the middle, and the secret passage was not good.

As soon as they got out of the house, the two of them each exercised their own exercises, and their magical powers were exhausted, looking around, concentrating and calming, listening carefully to everything around them.

Half a moment later, the two looked at each other in disappointment, smiling bitterly, knowing from each other's expressions that they had gained nothing.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other in horror, and suddenly turned around and ran in the same direction.

In a dimly lit room, Bai Yunqing and the mad monk broke into the door at the same time, and everything that appeared in front of them made the two of them angry, which was outrageous!

In the room, there was a child with drooping sideburns, his young face was full of horror and helplessness, but all this became stiff, because at this moment, in front of Bai Yunqing and the mad monk, there was a child's corpse.

The bright red blood slowly left along the sloping terrain, and went down to Bai Yunqing's feet, and he had no intention of lifting his feet.

He stared blankly at the child on the ground, his fists clenched, his nails sunk into flesh and cracks, suppressing his uncalming mind, constantly exhaling luck, and trembling all over.

Blood, still hot.

The corpse, not yet stiffened.

The child's heart has been hollowed out, leaving an empty shell.

The mad monk walked with difficulty, and with each step, it seemed as if he was holding a boulder on his shoulder, and the ground trembled as he walked.

At this time, a few faint crows whimpered and flew by, and the original drizzle was endless, but now it has turned into heavy rain, and it is falling in a hurry.

Knock knock, step on tap!

Sharp steps thundered, and rows of armored soldiers came with soldiers in hand, surrounding the room, led by Tang Luo.

Tang Luo sneered, and shouted with a hideous face, "Surrender on the spot, you two murderous demons!"

Bai Yunqing turned his head angrily, glared at them fiercely, and with a touch of his wrist, Wentian hummed out, falling into his hand, and the edge suddenly appeared.

The soldiers in the front row looked at the terrible gaze of the young man in front of them, and suddenly felt that their backs were like cold moon and frost, piercing to the bones, and they subconsciously shrank back and retreated.

Suddenly, I saw the mad monk wave his palm, a golden light passed, the hurricane suddenly rose, the raindrops in the air suddenly condensed together, and moved with the wind, forming a water curtain wall between the soldiers and the house, making a rustling sound of water.

"Those who have stepped into this realm, cross!"

The sound of emptiness echoed in the rainy sky in the north of the city, and all those who heard it looked up in horror, only to find that there was no one and nothing, only a miracle.

The fear in the eyes of the soldiers was from the heart, and some of them were even as timid as rats, and after trembling, they abandoned the soldiers in their hands and turned to run.

Tang Luo saw such a formation, and he was shocked and embarrassed for a while, but he couldn't help but think in his heart under fear, as the city lord, how could he be so intimidated and cowered, fleeing like a rat.

At that moment, he was busy standing up, holding his trembling legs, grabbing a soldier who was fleeing, pushing him forward, and saying, "Who dares to escape!

"Get out! The poor monk only crosses this scoundrel today, and doesn't want to cross the living!"

The momentum is like a rainbow, turning into a bell rolling, falling in the ears of the soldiers and feeling the sound of thunder outside the sky, the call of the Yellow Spring of the Nine Shadows, everyone who listens to all abandon the soldiers and roll away, Tang Luo has already been frightened without the style of the past, under the majesty is just a fake tiger, two wars, frightened, and fell away under the support of the soldiers.

"Nam-no, Amitabharaya, Dortagada Night, Dodhya, Amilidbharvi, Amirid, Amitabharhi, Amitabha, Amitabhi, Amitabha, Amitabhara, Amitabhar, Amitabhari, Amitabharia, Amitabhar, Ami......tabhar, Amitabhara, Amitabhara, Amitabhar

The mad monk sat quietly beside the child, his mouth was full of words, he had changed his old style, his face was peaceful, and under his eyebrows was a mouth that moved slightly, accompanied by some choking and remorse.

Bai Yunqing couldn't understand, he took Wentian on his back, and slowly sat down next to the mad monk, his face was sad, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he looked at the child's whole body.

I don't know how long it took, until the sky was gray, and the mad monk stopped reciting the scriptures, sighed and lamented, "We are late, and we can only sing for him 7749 times of death, 7749 times, in order to thank the sin of incompetence"

"May you not go into the hell of Abi, but in the next life you will be rich and rich, and seek kingship......"

The mad monk got up gently, took off his tattered robe, wrapped the child in it, and then held it in his arms, Bai Yunqing hurriedly got up and followed, only to hear him look compassionate, "Returning him to his parents is also an explanation......

The words are broken, the water curtain is scattered, revealing the laneway in the rain, looking from afar, you can see a man and a woman standing in the rain, looking sad, washing their faces with tears, rain and tears, I don't know whether it is more rain or more tears.

As soon as they saw Bai Yunqing and the mad monk come out, they hurriedly rushed over, and the mad monk gently handed over the body in his arms, and without saying a word, he knew that the person who came was the child's father and mother.

Both of them were peasants, wearing bridles, with a hemp belt around their waists, and dressed in sackcloth, and they trembled to take the bodies from the hands of the mad monk, and the two of them fell to their knees and wept profusely.

Heaven seemed to hear the two of them crying sadly, the rain became more and more majestic, and the mighty voice seemed to be merciful and merciful, and the sudden thunder was more like a painful sigh, pouring out for the husband and wife who had suffered misfortune.

"I have recited sutras for him, may he suffer this martyrdom in this life, and make merits in the next life......"

The mad monk bowed his head to comfort the couple, but the two of them did not answer, but just hugged the corpse and held it tightly.

The mad monk sighed slightly, smiled helplessly, from the moment he saw this hanging hair with Bai Yunqing, his brows had never stretched a little, and he was always soaked in grief and evil spirit, even at this moment.

"I seem to feel the breath of that thing, and I will hand it over to you at this time, I hope you will subdue the murderer, don't care who he is, I only know that he owes this little boy a life in his hands, and owes this husband and wife a life!"

He looked into the distance, his heart couldn't help but suddenly tighten, a familiar feeling spontaneously arose, and he explained to Bai Yunqing, and then stepped on the ground and broke through the air, turning into a lightning bolt under the rain, fleeting.

Bai Yunqing stared at the direction he left, and then looked at the couple with a headache, stunned, not only the child appeared in front of him, but also Liu, Xiaoming's mother, the woman who was old overnight.

He quietly turned around, and did not make a sound to break the couple who were immersed in grief, and left quietly, but the rain was silent, and the clothes were wet under the wind, and when he looked back, he was already sad under the rain and fog.

The pain of losing a child is more than heartbreaking. The couple's pain against heaven was like a silver needle, stabbing his heart fiercely, leaving an irreparable wound.

He was like a young eagle with folded wings, washed by the rain, and there was no place to dry from head to toe.

He walked like this, recalling today's events, laughing at himself and the mad monk for speculating in vain, thinking that he was winning, "hehe" he laughed self-deprecatingly, looked up to the sky and sighed, everything in the past few days was recalled in his mind.

"Five organs, five hours, five directions, what is missing, why can't I find the direction of that person, why am I so stupid!"

He was annoyed and blamed himself, sighed indignantly, and really couldn't figure out what the meaning behind this was, the murderer's purpose was impure, ruthless, and vicious, he thought about everything he could, and he also traveled all over the east, west, north and south, but he couldn't find a trace......

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, his eyes were full of light, and a bright color burst out of his eyes, he didn't move forward, but took Wentian off and held it in his hand, squatting to paint.

It's just that the rain is very heavy, and as soon as he makes a mark with his sword, it is diluted by the rain.

After that, no matter how he painted, it was in vain.

However, the realization in Bai Yunqing's eyes became more and more profound, and a slight smile gradually appeared on his face, and he knew that he seemed to have found the method.

For a long time, he and the mad monk first ran to find the five directions that went to the city, but they lacked time, deduced the five organs, the five hours and the five directions, but ignored why the murderer was like this!

It is necessary to choose the five directions, the five times, and the five organs, which are combined and come together, and suddenly become clear, and all the reasons will come naturally.

"East, west, north, south, middle, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, lungs, liver, kidneys, heart and spleen, Yin and ugly, you are the law of the five elements!"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago! The five directions give birth to the five elements, the five organs give birth to the five organs, the five organs reflect the five elements, and the five elements reflect the five hours! This is really amazing! The person behind this has such great magical powers, which makes people fall into a deep fog and cannot figure out the mystery of his life!"

There was already a plan in his heart, Bai Yun's eyes were shining, his body moved with the wind, and he walked with the rain, and the rain slapped on his face, gently slashing, like a sharp blade, and he still went towards the city like a swift wind, because there, all the answers would be interpreted.

All the mysteries will be solved, and the people behind them will be punished!