Li Huaiyu got up and wiped his face, and when he saw Song Ningxi's face was silent and panicked, he asked: "Why don't you speak, is it because your tricks have been seen through, you honestly told me how you murdered the master of the door and blamed us on Honghua Mountain." ”

"I didn't...... I don't know. Song Ningxi's tone was empty when he answered, for fear that others would not believe him.

"No?" Li Huaiyu naturally had an expression of disbelief, and he sneered and asked rhetorically.

"I really don't, and I don't know what's going on. Song Ningxi looked innocent, and he didn't look like he was pretending.

He glanced out the door, and when he saw that there was no one outside, he hurried to the door and closed it.

Then he sat back in his seat and said to Li Huaiyu in a pleading tone: "Li Gongzi, please believe me, I really don't. ”

"Dare to lie!" Li Huaiyu looked angry, turned around and drew his sword, only to see a flash of cold light, and the blade of the Moon Sword hit his neck.

Song Ningxi's whole body stiffened, he only felt a chill under his neck, and at this moment he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to shiver.

"That...... Li Gongzi, you calm down, don't shake your hands. ”

"Tell me how you murdered the master. Li Huaiyu added: "Besides, I Honghuashan and you have no grievances, why should you blame us." ”

"Li Gongzi, you put down the sword, and I'll talk to you slowly. ”

Song Ningxi squeezed his eyebrows at Li Huaiyu, signaled for him to take it back month by month, and Li Huaiyu would return it to the sheath month by month, then sat down and asked coldly, "Say it." ”

Song Ningxi smiled dryly at first, then added tea to Li Huaiyu, and then told the story of melting the Blood Spirit Pill into his body.

"On that day, the eight disciples in the sect who cultivated to a higher level, condensed blood and spiritual power, and with the help of Mr. Wu Zhe, they used the hanging pot to refine the blood spirit pill, and Mr. Wu Zhe said that when casting the spell, the person who had donated the blood spirit could not enter the door master's room, so he handed the blood spirit pill to me with a jade disc. ”

"These are all true, the Blood Spirit Pill will indeed absorb the blood and spiritual power of the sacrificer, what about after that?" Li Huaiyu listened to Song Ningxi while thinking and analyzing to see if he was lying.

Song Ningxi continued: "I entered the main room of the door, Mr. Wu Zhe recited the mantra outside, and began to cast the spell, and the blood spirit pill itself floated into the air, emitting spiritual power, I was on the side, suddenly, I was captured by the spiritual power of the blood spirit pill, and then, I saw the spirit pill melt into my body, and then I fainted. ”

"Fainted? Then when Uncle Wu Zhe and the others entered the room, why didn't you wake up and talk about it? Maybe Uncle Wu Zhe still had a way to save him. ”

"When I woke up, I had a temporary amnesia in my mind, and I didn't think about it at all, knowing that when I returned to the house slave house at night, the spiritual power in my body skyrocketed, so I remembered it......" Song Ningxi whispered timidly: "After that, I didn't dare to say this, for fear that the second master and the young master would punish me, this is about the life of the master, how dare I say it." ”

"I just probed your spiritual essence, the matter of the blood spirit pill, you can be considered to have explained it clearly, then tell me, how did you eat the white jade unicorn fruit?" Li Huaiyu's eyes at this moment seemed to think that Song Ningxi was a scheming and despicable villain.

"What white jade unicorn fruit? I haven't eaten it at all. "Song Ningxi really didn't know about eating the white jade unicorn fruit by mistake.

"Sophistry!"

Saying that, Li Huaiyu swept Song Ningxi's right face with a wave of the hilt of the Moon Sword, Song Ningxi snorted lightly, lowered his head to dodge, Li Huaiyu got up and palmed, Song Ningxi raised his forearm to block in a panic, but was grabbed by Li Huaiyu's move "King Qin's back sword" grabbed his wrist, turned over and pressed, Song Ningxi's whole face was squeezed on the table, his body was pressed on the table, his chest was against the edge of the table, he was a little breathless, his arms were back, and his elbows and shoulders were locked.

Li Huaiyu exerted his strength slightly: "To be honest?!"

"Say...... Say what...... Truth...... I really don't know. Song Ningxi saw that his mouth was pressed, his mouth was deformed, and his speech was a little slurred.

A thoughtful look flashed on Li Huaiyu's face.

"Li Gongzi, if you ...... If you don't believe me, you will kill me with a sword of the moon. Song Ningxi, who was crushed, suddenly became angry.

"You're not afraid of death?" Li Huaiyu lightened his strength slightly, so that Song Ningxi's face could be lifted a little.

"I'm afraid...... Afraid. Song Ningxi smiled helplessly and said: "I'm afraid of death, but we people are from humble backgrounds, how can life and death be decided by ourselves, if this matter is known to Young Master Qiansuo, I am also a death, it is better to let you kill me." ”

"It's a bit backbone, it looks like you're not lying, you really don't know. Li Huaiyu gave his hand, Song Ningxi was able to get out, he shook his shoulders, got up and asked, "Are you going to tell the truth?"

Li Huaiyu only drank tea and did not speak.

Song Ningxi was anxious: "Master Li, it was Young Master Qiansuo who slandered Honghua, but it's not me, your grievances can't be counted on my head." ”

"What are you nervous about, I won't tell you, I don't know. Li Huaiyu took the cup from the saucer again and handed it to Song Ningxi, then bent down to pick up the teacup that had fallen on the ground.

Song Ningxi took the teacup and looked puzzled: "Eh, why are you doing this?"

"Why?" Li Huaiyu grinned and said, "Let's have a drink of tea instead ......of wine." ”

Song Ningxi became more and more unable to understand Li Huaiyu's behavior, he poured tea with a confused face and raised his glass.

After the two clinked glasses, Li Huaiyu said: "I can see that you are not lying about this, and you are not a nasty person, today you flew to save people, I can also see that you are still affectionate, you should not be a despicable villain, and even if you are the master of the door, I will never let that annoying Xia Qiansuo be the master of the door." ”

"Master Li, do you have a prejudice against Young Master Qiansuo?"

Li Huaiyu shook the teacup slightly and said: "It's not a deal, it's just that I can't get used to his style of doing things is too arrogant, it's not like you have the same taste as me." ”

"Hehehe......" Li Huaiyu smiled, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"I see, we are about the same age, you can call me Huaiyu, you don't need to shout a day of Li Gongzi Li Gongzi. ”

"Call you Huaiyu, don't you dislike me for being just a house slave?" Song Ningxi looked excited.

"Don't forget, you are now the master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, but your level of the master is too inferior, I just used one move, and you were taken down by me. Li Huaiyu's fingers stumbled on the cup.

"No, I can't learn any superior exercises and martial arts in this capacity. Song Ningxi said that he was helpless about kung fu.

"Hmm. Li Huaiyu put the teacup on the table and said: "The blood elixir in your body is actually a very good foundation for exercises, but you won't absorb and function, another day I will help you open up the meridians, and then teach you some mobilization methods, I believe your cultivation will make great progress." ”

"Really?" Song Ningxi couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, we're already friends. Saying that, Li Huaiyu stretched out his fist, and Song Ningxi hurriedly stretched out his fist and touched him.

"It's not too early for Ningxi, I'll go back first, you have to be busy tomorrow. ”

"Okay, that Huaiyu, you go back first, thank you for today. Song Ningxi hurriedly got up to send him off.

After saying goodbye at the door, the two went back to their houses.

The next day, there were still many fellow immortals who came to Qingying Peak to worship Xia Yuan, and the immortals in Bihua Prefecture and the people around Fenglong also spontaneously came to worship.

"The Lord of the Summer Gate died in addition to the Han Dynasty, and the people of Fenglong were heartbroken, and the old man worshiped the Lord of the Summer Gate on behalf of the people of Fenglong, and sent a plaque to express his heart. ”

The old man Zhang from Fenglong bowed to Xia Yuan on behalf of the people of Fenglong, and he brought a black lacquered wooden plaque with the golden characters "Liufang Baishi".

Song Ningxi saw these four words, and then thought back to what he had seen in Qingying Peak over the years, he felt that these four words were really worthy of the name.

He looked at Xia Yuan's spiritual position, and felt extremely ashamed in his heart for a while.

"A good person like the master of the summer gate, but he died young, and put the position of the master of the door in my hands, I am just a humble house slave, and I don't know how to deal with myself?"

Song Ningxi was a little ashamed of himself, he knew very well that he was immoral and incompetent, and he was not qualified to be the master of the door, as for why the master of the Xia Gate passed the master of the door to himself, Song Ningxi also guessed according to the scene at the time, this matter was a misunderstanding from beginning to end.

Send three days, Xia Yuan went out of the funeral.

Because Xia Yuan had no son or daughter-in-law, Xia Qiansuo held the spiritual throne in his hand, and Xia Qianru walked in front of the coffin with the flame food jar in his arms.

Si Li walked at the front of the funeral procession, he waved the banner and shook the whip, the whip sounded three times, and then chanted happily: "The Lord of the Summer Gate is on the road!"

"The Lord of the Summer Gate is on the way!"

Behind him, the two columns of funeral disciples also held soul-attracting flags and threw the pieces of paper in the bamboo basket on their elbows into the air.

The sky was full of paper money, as if it was snowing.

"The soul is sad to return to heaven, go all the way!" Si Li groaned again.

As he spoke, the funeral procession moved, and the whole team advanced in an orderly manner according to the guard of honor, with grass dragons, inscription flags, soul-attracting lamps, release cages, inscriptions, and soul sedan chairs...... It's all there

Behind the banner team is the "send three" team, these disciples hold the paper-tied Yin people, carriages, building pavilions, because the Qingxuan Sword Sect itself is a Xuanmen, so in this team, there is no monk to chant all the way like the common people going out of the funeral, but there are disciples who recite the "Death Rest Mantra" all the way.

This "Curse of Resting for the Dead" is not only recited for Xia Yuan, but also to appease the lonely souls and wild ghosts along the way, prevent them from blocking the funeral, and surpass those souls that no one worships.

Then back is the mourning procession, the disciples of the mourning team, dressed in plain clothes, carrying a mourning stick on their shoulders, and there are copper coins and wind chimes on the sticks, and they need to bow their heads and cry along the way, and they must shake the mourning sticks and make sounds.

Next is the main team of carrying the coffin, eight disciples carry the coffin, Qianru Qiansuo walks in front of the coffin, and Xia Tan and Song Ningxi support the spirit on both sides of the coffin.

This was followed by a procession of relatives and friends who held wreaths and followed the coffin......

Xia Yuan's cemetery is in a natural mid-mountain pit six or seven miles away from Qingying Peak, this pit is located between the dry position and the kun position, the two dragon veins of yin and yang gather here, it is the green dragon towering, and the white tiger embraces the treasure land of feng shui.