Brother Zhang and Brother Wang drank tea for a while, and Brother Wang took his leave. Jiang Liu just heard him say that he was going to have a big deal, and he was suspicious, so he followed him.

The royal brother stopped and stopped, and finally entered a shop. Jiang Liu looked up at the façade and smiled dumbly, it turned out to read: "Wang Ji coffin shop". It's no wonder that Brother Wang would say that if an important person dies, he will have a big deal. No, the dead always have to buy coffins.

This time, it seems that there is no clue, and Jiang Liu is about to leave. Suddenly, I saw seven or eight people coming out of the coffin shop, carrying a coffin behind them. Looking at the appearance of these people, their faces are solemn and vigorous, not like ordinary people.

The group was walking in a hurry, as if something was important. Jiang Liu followed all the way from afar, but he didn't dare to get too close, for fear that they would find out. I saw this group of people go out of the city and into a forest, although it is winter, but there are still large areas of green plants outside Lin'an City.

With green trees as cover, the river was not safe to be discovered by this group, but they saw that these people turned around and entered a small mountain col, and there were several tiled houses next to the mountain pass, and these people carried the coffin and walked in.

Jiang Liu did not dare to approach from the front, so he circled around from a distance and went around to the back of the house. As soon as he walked to the back of the house, he heard a man shouting: "How can this be reasonable, it is really a great shame! The head of the Bagua Gate has been killed, and we can't even catch the murderer, won't it make the heroes of the world laugh in shame!" Then there was a "bang", as if something had hit the table.

Jiang Liu bent down to the window and looked in through the crack in the window. The room was full of people, and there was a table at the head, and there was an old man sitting beside the table, whose beard was white and his face was full of anger. The corner of the table was missing, thinking that it was the "bang" just now, and he knocked the corner of the table off.

The large coffin was placed in the middle of the room, and the lid was opened. Jiang Liu could vaguely see a person lying inside, who looked to be in his fifties, with his eyes closed. Dressed in a Taoist robe, with a gossip map embroidered on his chest, he should be the head of the gossip door in the old man's mouth.

When the disciples of the Bagua Sect saw that the old man was angry, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. The old man glanced at the circle of disciples, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "March, you come out." ”

"Yes, uncle!" a young man took a step forward and bowed to the old man. It turned out that this old man was Bai Xiangzi, the senior brother of Wang Yuanzhi, the head of the Bagua Sect, and this disciple named Ma Qi was Wang Yuanzhi's eldest disciple.

"You're a senior brother, tell me, what's going on?" Bai Xiangzi stared at March with blazing eyes.

"Uncle Yu, last night the disciple got up at night to relieve himself, passed by the master's room, and found that the light was still on. The disciple wanted to say hello to the master in the past, but he ...... only to find the master lying in a pool of blood......"

The disciple carefully examined and found that the sword in the master's chest had been ...... It's gone......" said March, weeping, and by the end he couldn't stop crying.

"It's not out of luck, why are you crying?" Bai Xiangzi scolded, but his face softened, "I summoned you here because I didn't want this matter to leak out." If that person leaks out half a sentence of this matter, don't blame me for the rules and regulations. ”

All the disciples promised together, "The disciples don't dare!"

"Wang Yun, you take a few junior disciples to take good care of your uncle's coffin, and no one is allowed to approach. Bai Xiangzi said to a disciple beside him.

Wang Yun bowed and said, "Yes, Master!" There was a look of displeasure on Ma Qi's face, it turned out that this Wang Yun was a proud disciple of Bai Xiangzi. Bai Xiangzi asked him to take care of Wang Yuanzhi's body, obviously not trusting himself. Immediately rushed out and said, "Master, let's let the disciples take care of Master's body." ”

"Shut up!" Bai Xiangzi said angrily, "There is no place for you to speak here. March didn't dare to speak anymore and retreated. A disciple stepped forward and said, "Uncle Shi, we have just received a message from Diancang's flying pigeon, please ask Uncle Shi to go to the Dongsheng Inn in Lin'an City immediately, saying that there is something important to discuss." ”

"We don't have much friendship with Diancang, why do you want me to come over?" Bai Xiangzi muttered.

"This ...... The letter did not mention what it was. Let's just say that the stakes are high, so please make sure to visit it. ”

"Okay, then I'll go check it out. Bai Xiangzi said: "Except for the disciples who stayed behind to take care of the body of the head of the family, everyone else returned to the inn in the city, and everything was as usual, and it was silent. When Jiang Liu heard this, he took advantage of the chaos in the house and left lightly, until he left the house dozens of feet away, and then walked quickly.

He was afraid that he would collide with the people in the gossip gate, so he no longer took the same path and took a detour, which made a big detour. When he returned to the inn, it was already past noon, Qing Ze had not come back, Jiang Liu had lunch by himself, and he was worried about the matter of Bai Xiangzi of the Bagua Gate going to the appointment of Cangzhi, so he went to the Dongsheng Inn.

Dongsheng Inn is a first-class inn located in a bustling street. Jiang Liu entered the inn, and Xiao Er had already greeted him and asked him if he was staying in the hotel or eating. Jiang Liutui said that he would stay in the hotel, and Xiao Er took him to the third floor.

There were two big men standing at the door of a room on the third floor, and when they saw Xiao Er and Jiang Liu, they both showed vigilant eyes. Jiang Liu thought to himself: "Bai Xiangzi is here, right?" Xiao Er took Jiang Liu to the innermost room, Jiang Liu wanted to know what the reason for inviting Bai Xiangzi to the Diancang faction, so he asked Xiao Er to arrange him next door to the room, Xiao Er said that there were already guests in the room. Jiang Liu was afraid that Xiao Er would be suspicious, so he stopped asking, paid for the room, and closed the door.

Jiang Liu opened the window and saw that there was a courtyard behind him, facing several small buildings, and there was no one to pass at this time. He crept out of the window and closed it. Then one turned over and jumped to the roof, the day was sunny, the river was afraid that someone would see it, but fortunately the ditch in the middle of the roof, the river was lying in it, crawling forward, but no one would see it.

The river climbed to the top of the house and looked down through the window. I saw that there were seven or eight people sitting in the room, and the white Xiangzi of the Bagua Gate was indeed among them. In the middle was a gray-haired old man, with three people sitting on each side. Bai Xiangzi was the second in his right hand, the first in his right hand was a white middle-aged scribe, the first on his left hand was a red-faced Taoist priest, and there was a big man with a lofty instrument, an old man in his fifties, and a teenage girl sat in other positions.

The most conspicuous of these people was the little girl, who was delicate, but her brows were tightly knit, and she seemed to have a lot on her mind.

Jiang Liu pressed his ear to the edge of the window, and could faintly hear the voice inside. I heard a rough voice in a loud voice: "Everyone gathered together to find the murderer." Do you have any good ideas?" Jiang Liu looked at the person who spoke, it was the big man, he was five big and three thick, pacing around the room, looking very impatient.