At the same time, in Wuzhen, Guqin lives in the backyard, a wing room that is still intact.

Although the house is crawling with cobwebs and looks a little dilapidated, it is not easy to have such a complete house in such a guqin house that looks like a ruin.

Yun Feiyang, Shangguan Ziyun, and Shangguan Tong'er sat at a sandalwood table in the room, all of them with a somewhat dignified face, especially Yun Feiyang.

"According to my analysis, there are only three people who can have such attainments in the rivers and lakes who can have such attainments in the rivers and lakes. Shangguan Tong'er said solemnly, "If it is really one of these three people, I am afraid that it will set off this bloody storm, and it will not only be Liu Jinfeng." There will be even more brutal bloodbath. Martial arts will be in jeopardy. ”

"Which three?" Yun Feiyang and Shangguan Ziyun asked in unison.

"One of them, Xie Yin, a drunken guest!" Shangguan Tong'er looked a little gloomy when she spoke, and she seemed to be very reluctant to mention this name, but now she had to mention it.

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Coincidentally, in the courtyard of Longhumen at the foot of the Lingnan Mountain in Southern Yueling, Zhuge Qingfeng also sighed, "Eighteen years ago, the swordsman of Tang poetry and sword tricks moved the world - Xie Yin, a drunken man." This is the first thing that comes to mind for the teacher. ”

Ou Peng looked stunned, "Drunken guest Xie Yin, hasn't he been hiding in the rivers and lakes for many years? How could it be him?"

"Thinking about it, the teacher really thinks that it is unlikely to be him, because with his martial arts attainments, he will not covet Fu Xiqin and the divine soldier spectrum at all. So, who could this person be?"

Zhuge Qingfeng thought about it, and it was indeed not easy to find out the murderer through conjecture.

"Master, didn't you say there were three? This is one of them. So, what about the other two?" Ou Peng couldn't help but ask.

......

"It can't be Xie Yin, a drunken guest!" Yun Feiyang unhooked the wine jug from his waist, "Po" unscrewed the spout, raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, and suddenly the room was filled with a smell of wine, which was incomparably fragrant.

The more mellow the wine, the stronger it is, and the stronger it is. At first, Yun Feiyang just liked to drink some slightly clear wine, and gradually, he liked to drink Shaoxing's daughter red and Liaodong's burning knives.

Each bite is rich and mellow, but it is refreshing to burn the stomach. He loves wine and loves the taste of wine.

The flask he carried with him was not so much wine as a way of mourning for Xie Yin, the drunken guest who raised and cultivated him. Whenever I drank alcohol, I always felt that the Master was beside me and taught him.

People who like wine have a heart for wine. It is easy to be emotionally intoxicated, and he can never forget the eighteen years of nurturing and teaching of Xie Yin, a drunken guest.

Shangguan Tong'er asked with a solemn face: "How can you be sure that you are not a drunken guest Xie Yin? Stinky boy, you haven't told me yet, what is your relationship with Xie Yin?"

Yun Feiyang smiled calmly, and had no choice but to tell the truth, "Xie Yin is the family teacher. ”

"What? You are a disciple of the drunken guest Xie Yin? Where is he? Tell me quickly!" Shangguan Tong'er was a little excited, she had already stood up, twisted Yun Feiyang's clothes, and asked in a fierce voice.

Yun Feiyang sighed slightly, and said faintly: "My master is ...... He's gone!"

Shangguan Tong'er's face was even more pale, and he twisted Yun Feiyang's hand even more strength, and scolded angrily: "What are you talking about......? Say it again!"

"My master, his old man, has passed away. Yun Feiyang didn't feel a haze in his heart, thinking of Master, how sad he was, Master's kindness had not yet been repaid, he was actually dead.

"No...... It's impossible! Xie Yin is dead? It's not true, you must lie to me, right?" Shangguan Tong'er found it difficult to accept such a fact, but from her words and demeanor, she vaguely saw some clues, and she was afraid that she had some inexplicable connections with Xie Yin.

"Auntie, what Feiyang said is true, over the years, Uncle Xie has always come to Guqin Ju twice a year, and he will never miss his appointment, but this time is the time when he came to Guqin Ju, but he didn't see him coming. I believe Feiyang won't lie to you!" Shangguan Ziyun saw that Shangguan Tong'er was more emotional, and hurriedly relieved her.

Shangguan Tong'er sat back on the stool and said faintly: "Xie Yin, he's dead? So, he won't forgive me until he dies?"

Yun Feiyang and Shangguan Ziyun glanced at each other, and they were all surprised. Then, Yun Feiyang hurriedly took out the picture scroll that his master handed him on his deathbed from his arms, and presented it with both hands, "Senior, this is what my master handed over to his disciple before his death, saying that he will meet 'Bai Ayaluo' in the rivers and lakes in the future, and hand it over to you." ”

Shangguan Tong'er's "squinting" old tears were horizontal, she glanced at the picture scroll in Yun Feiyang's hand, saw things and thought about people, her stunned look revealed a little surprise, and hurriedly took the picture scroll in Yun Feiyang's hand, and slowly unfolded the picture scroll with trembling hands.

The picture scroll depicts a graceful woman, fresh and refined, quite a sinking fish and a goose, the long sleeves fluttering, the beautiful figure of the dance hall cold sleeves, it seems to be extremely elegant. Every stroke and drawing is very delicately outlined, like a woman's needlework embroidery.

Shangguan Tong'er was even more dazed, silent for a long time, tears "trickled" down, looking at the painting in front of her, although the woman in the painting was more than 20 years younger than her now, but the outline was vaguely visible. Needless to say, the person in the painting is a portrait of her youth.

But why did the master have a portrait of her? Moreover, the master explained that if he handed over the scroll to Shangguan Tong'er, the "White Ayaluo," she would understand everything, and what was the secret in this? Yun Feiyang pondered.

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Longhumen courtyard.

Zhuge Qingfeng stopped under a banana tree, and said in a deep voice: "Shaolin's Huikong Zen Master, he can have such internal strength cultivation if he is like a dragon elephant. But he was so enlightened and a monk that he would never commit such a murderous sin. So, there is only one person left, is it really him?"

Ou Peng asked suspiciously: "Master, the second person you are talking about is Shaolin Huikong Zen Master......?"

Zhuge Qingfeng nodded, and said almost word by word: "Poisonous Hand Styx!"

"Is it the mysterious person who has been feared on the rivers and lakes all these years?" Ou Peng was also stunned, he knew a lot about the strange people and strange things on the rivers and lakes.

"Ou Peng, there is no conclusive evidence yet, and we must not jump to conclusions. This is also just speculation for the teacher. Didn't you say that you found two suspicious points? Except for Liu Jinfeng and his martial arts people who died from internal strength masters, what else is suspicious?"

"Qin!" Ou Peng replied succinctly, but looking at Zhuge Qingfeng's slightly frowning brows, he further said, "I found some scattered strings and wood chips at the scene of the fierce fight in the courtyard of the Guqin Residence. On that day, the only person with the qin in his hand was Shangguan Ziyun, and Liu Jinfeng was originally going to Fu Xiqin. And Shangguan Ziyun's sonic skill is exactly - Fu Xi is absolutely sound, will Fu Xiqin have ......?"