Song Zhong's eyes were red, and the expression on his face was full of pain, giving people the feeling that his relatives had died.

The disciples of the law enforcement team shook their heads and sighed, and persuaded Song Zhong to look at the point.

The fat man's eyes widened.

This pedal horse...

You put your left hand on your right chest, posing as if your heart hurts?

Do you have a heart growing on the right?

Song Zhong's operation showed off the fat man's face.

The point is that the disciples of those law enforcement teams believe it.

At this time, Song Zhong choked up and said, "Everyone... Senior brother and brother, I don't know what instructions you have for coming to the Humble House?"

The disciple of the law enforcement team said: "Hey, we have just received the notice of the death of the single hall master, and now the whole sect is searching for the person who is suspected of being the murderer, and we, as members of the law enforcement team, are naturally at the forefront." ”

Song Zhong's face changed suddenly, and the whole person was angry.

Song Zhonggang wanted to speak, but was preempted by the fat man.

The fat man gets into the groove very quickly.

The fat man said angrily: "Senior brothers, you can't just put your suspicious eyes on us because we have a holiday with Shan Yuanchenggongzi!

The fat man was heartbroken, clutching his chest, tears in his eyes about to burst out.

The fat man's words made Song Zhong dumbfounded, and he was stunned for a while.

"The Master of the Single Hall is highly respected and admired by many disciples of the Holy Sect, in fact, I also admire the Master of the Single Hall. I've always had a lot of things I want to ask the master of the single hall about my practice, but the master of the single hall has a lot of opportunities every day, and there are too many things every day, so I don't often bother the master of the single hall, but I didn't think of it... The master of the single hall will actually be harmed by thieves!"

The fat man choked up and said: "What I didn't expect was that the Holy Sect would actually doubt us, thinking that I, Wang Cheng, have been in the Sect for three years, and I have never done anything to damage the Holy Sect, and I don't even dare to kill chickens on weekdays, where would I have the courage to kill the master of the Shan Hall." ”

After a pause, the fat man pointed at Song Zhong, and said: "Also, look at this stunned young man, does this stunned young man look like a murderer? He is weak, and it is a problem to kill a chicken, let alone kill someone." ”

The fat man shook and looked grief-stricken.

The disciple of the law enforcement team asked, "Senior Brother Song, let's not talk about the injury of Shan Yuancheng Gongzi three months ago. These days, there have been a lot of White Tiger Hall disciples who have come to you to fight... Are you going to be because of this..."

Song Zhong waved his hand and said, "Impossible! How could I be that kind of narrow-minded person? A few senior brothers can go out and inquire, my name is prestigious in the Holy Sect or in the rivers and lakes, how can I take the initiative to Shan Tang because of such a trivial matter." ”

"Do you doubt me? I can't even beat the Mirror Boss Hundred Households, how can I beat the Shan Hall Master, I'm wronged!"

Song Zhong shouted loudly, and his grief-stricken expression emerged, making things more "real".

Several members of the enforcement team looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Wang, but I waited for a surprise, and I hope that the two senior brothers will take care of their health, and we will say goodbye. ”

The members of the law enforcement team clasped their fists at Song Zhong and Wang Cheng, and then turned to leave.

The moment they turned around, the fat man suddenly let out a terrifying cry.

"Shan Hall Master, you died so miserably! Who was killed by heaven that killed you... I only hate the junior for their low martial arts, and I can't avenge you... If you hadn't died, you would have been able to prove the innocence of your juniors, right?"

The fat man's voice echoed in the inner courtyard of the burial hall.

The members of the law enforcement team were sorry, it seemed that the fat man was really sad, they should be wrong to blame Song Zhong and the fat man.

In the courtyard, Song Zhong was stunned.

Song Zhong's bright eyes revealed great doubts.

Did you get into the play so quickly?

Do I want to send you an Oscar...

Song Zhong was slandered.

After the members of the law enforcement team walked away, the expression on the fat man's face suddenly stopped, and he regained his composure.

Song Zhong's eyes widened again.

How does the fat man manage to retract and release freely?

This guy... When did you practice this skill...

Song finally felt that his jaw was about to fall.

The fat man felt Song Zhong's puzzled gaze, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Song Zhong sighed and said, "It's okay, I just didn't expect you to be more like me." ”

Song Zhong raised his head to look at the sky, and sure enough, in terms of the degree of shamelessness, he still lost slightly to the fat man.

The fat man grabbed the chicken leg and took a hard bite.

Song Zhongxin said, it seems that you still need to learn more in the future.

At this time, the fat man looked at the food on the ground and fell into deep thought, as if there was something he didn't remember to do.

Half-loud, the fat man slapped his thigh.

Song was surprised.

The fat man excitedly beckoned to Song Zhong and motioned for Song Zhong to approach.

Song finally came over, and the fat man said, "Brother, do you remember what you said about asking for debts?"

Song nodded at the end of the line: "Of course I remember, but this person is dead, who are we going to?

The fat man smiled evilly: "Although you don't admit that Shan Xiongxing was killed by you, Xu Xiaotian of Qinglong Hall will definitely be able to guess it, but he will definitely not have evidence." At this time, he was supposed to prepare for Shan Xiongxing's funeral in the White Tiger Hall, and I decided that our two brothers would run over to mourn. ”

"What's the point of crying?"

"If we run over and make a fuss, someone will send us money. ”

"Uh, how do I feel unlikely?"

The fat man waved his hand and said, "Brother, believe me, follow the fat man, there is meat to eat." ”

Song Zhong was suspicious, and then he was dragged by the fat man to the White Tiger Hall.

.........

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Daping Mountain Wuji Holy Sect, White Tiger Hall.

The atmosphere in the White Tiger Hall was very depressing, and the disciples who came and went all lowered their faces and looked sad.

The council hall of the White Tiger Hall has been requisitioned and temporarily used for white work.

All the tables and chairs in the council hall were removed, and a heavy black coffin was placed in the middle of the hall.

The black coffin was placed on two benches, and in front of the benches, the arrogant and domineering Shan Yuancheng wore linen and filial piety, kneeling on the ground.

Now all of those present are figures with heads and faces in various halls.

Even Zhu Yurou, who has always been a follower of Xiongxing, also came.

Xiao Yiwen in the funeral hall, Xu Xiaotian in Qinglong Hall, and Xie Yushen in Xuanwu Hall are all there.

These hall masters stepped forward one after another to offer incense.

Xie Yushen sighed, patted Shan Yuancheng's shoulder, and said, "Senior nephew, don't be too sad, pay attention to your body." ”

Emotions are complex.

Sad emotions are also mixed with anger, unwillingness, grievances, despair and so on.

Xie Yushen is the first time I have seen a person who can have so many emotions at the same time.

It must have been his father's death, which hit him too hard.

Xie Yishen shook his head, not knowing who the perpetrator would be.

Shan Xiongxing's martial arts are very strong, and ordinary first-class masters can't get close to him at all.

Xie Yushen couldn't imagine who would be the one who killed Shan Xiongxing.

The atmosphere in the hall was very oppressive.

Suddenly, two uninvited guests barged in.

One of them was tall and emaciated, with a straight back and a sword on his back.

The other person was obese, obese, very obese.

As soon as they arrived, they caught everyone's attention.

Enjoying everyone's gaze, the fat man was not embarrassed, and rushed directly towards the black coffin.