When he learned that the hundred altars of bamboo leaf green that the junior brother sent to Cangyun Gate to honor the master half a year ago were all down by three-thirds, Yang Shijiu was stupid at that time, fortunately, there were still a lot of fine wines in the wine cellar, and the hundred altars of bamboo leaf green were almost never drunk by the master, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Although she has rarely gone home in the past ten years, she knows very well that her younger brother is a kind person, and now that the Yang family is in Cangyunmen, it is impossible to harm her master, but these drinks are all sent by the Yang family

Master, the wine jars have not been opened, and they are stacked in the wine cellar one after another, and now it has been detected that all the wine jars are poisonous, and it should be unlikely that they were poisoned in Cangyun Mountain, even if the poisoner is powerful, it is impossible to put the poison into the wine jars piled up in the small cellar

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The only thing that can be poisoned is before the wine is sealed, or in transit.

That's a flaw.

After all, Yang Twenty was young and vigorous, and muttered: "Nineteenth sister, I kindly sent you a good wine, why don't you appreciate it? Isn't it also for your own good, so that you can live more comfortably in Cangyun Mountain, why do you still beat me?"

Yang Nineteen kicked Yang Twenty out directly, with such force that even the wooden door was knocked off. Seeing this, Yang Dashan immediately hugged Yang Nineteen, and the old tears were ruffled: "Nineteen, even if your little brother is at fault, he is the only male in our Yang family, he is not like you who is a cultivator, you really want to kill him?

If your master thinks it's not enough, I'll send you a thousand altars right away!"

Yang Shijiu said sadly: "Dad, what do you know? The one hundred and ten altars of bamboo leaves sent by the junior brother have been poisoned! Now that an elder of our Cangyun Sect has died because of this, if this matter is not clear, I am shameless to live in the world, and you are also ready to collect the body of the younger brother." ”

"What? drama...... Poisonous?"

When Yang Dashan heard this, his whole person was paralyzed to the ground, and his eyes were full of panic.

Yang Twenty, who had just been helped up by the servants in the house, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, was also stupid when he heard the words of the nineteenth sister.

What kind of place is that in Cangyun Gate? That's where the immortals live! The wine he sent was poisonous? And an old immortal died......

Yang Shijiu saw the pale face of his younger brother, and said angrily: "Why don't you go and find all those Liba guys who participated in the wine delivery half a year ago! Now I will come first, and Elder Cangyun will come to investigate in a day or two at the latest, if it is not clear, the Yang family will be over." ”

Yang Shijiu moved a chair and sat in the courtyard of Yang's mansion, no one dared to approach, now it had just snowed, and it was very cold, Yang Dashan asked the personal maid who had served Yang Shijiu to put a big coat on her, so as not to suffer from the cold.

In less than an hour, nearly 100 men in cloth jackets walked into the Yang family's house one after another, and Yang Twenty led a middle-aged man in his early forties over.

This person Yang Shijiu had seen before, called Qian Heng, and his ancestors had been tenants of the Yang family for three generations, and he had been working for the Yang family.

Qian Heng also seemed to have heard Yang Nineteen say that he had sent poisoned wine, and saw Yang Nineteen sitting on the chair, the Qingfeng Sword that he didn't know how many people he had killed had been unsheathed, and it was at Yang Nineteen's feet. Qian Heng's legs were weak, he knelt in front of Yang Nineteen, and said hurriedly: "Miss Nineteen, this matter has nothing to do with me, I am just responsible for bringing out the one hundred jars of bamboo leaves from the winery, sealing and loading them on the ship to Cangyun Mountain, in the past ten years, I have transported it seven times, and there has never been an accident, this matter is really the same."

I don't have anything to do with it!"

Yang Nineteen said: "Uncle Qian, I believe in your personality, and there has been no problem with sending wine to my master over the years, let me ask you, are the guys who escorted Zhu Yeqing half a year ago here?"

Qian Heng pointed his head on the ground and said, "All of them are here, there are a total of seventy-three people, including fifty porters and twenty-three crew members, one is not less." ”

Yang Nineteen's gaze swept over these people one by one, and in the face of the powerful coercion of the cultivators, these people did not dare to look directly at Yang Nineteen's eyes, and they all bowed their heads.

It's all honest men, and I don't see anything wrong.

Yang Shijiu said: "The hundred jars of bamboo leaf green, which winery did you come from?"

Qian Heng said: "Yes...... The third aunt is in charge of the Pingkang Wine Workshop. ”

Yang Shijiu looked back, there was a large group of female dependents behind him, and he said, "Third sister, where is the third brother-in-law now?"

A middle-aged woman walked up cautiously and said, "Nineteenth sister, your third brother-in-law died of illness about half a year ago, and I haven't had time to tell you about it. ”

"What?"

Yang Shijiu's heart sank.

Yang Dashan walked over and said, "Nineteen, you won't be suspicious......

Yang Shijiu waved his hand and said, "Where is he buried, take me over quickly, I will open the coffin for an autopsy." ”

Yang Dashan people were embarrassed: "I'm afraid this won't work, half a year ago, the third aunt suddenly fell seriously ill, and the Taoist priest of Lao Junguan said that the evil spirit entered the body and must be cremated, so it was burned to ashes at that time, where are the bones left?"

Yang was furious, but soon, she seemed to have found a clue in the mess.

"The Taoist priest of Lao Junguan, Dad, what the hell is going on?" Yang Dashan said: "When the third aunt just died, there happened to be a Taoist priest who claimed to be Lao Junguan passing by the door of the house, saying that the ghost in the Yang Mansion is not gone, and there are powerful ghosts and fierce spirits, and the third aunt was killed by this ghost, and the only way to cremate the body of the third aunt is to do it, and later this Taoist priest did it here."

It took three days and three nights of ritual to eliminate the disaster and solve the problem. Now there is still a town house rune left by the Taoist priest on the pillar of this door. ”

Yang Shijiu looked back, and sure enough, there were several yellowed runes on the pillars of the door beams of the hall gate, and with a move of her hand, the rune paper flew into her hand.

Just one glance, Yang Shijiu scolded angrily, what kind of Taoist town house rune is this, it is completely graffiti, how could Yang Shijiu, a proud disciple of Cangyunmen, from the Daomen, not see it?

Fu is fake, and the identity of the Taoist priest must still be fake.

She said, "Do you remember the appearance of that Taoist priest?"

Yang Dashan said: "I remember that the Taoist priest is six feet tall, thin, with prominent cheekbones, a big black mole on the left side of his face, looks about forty years old, and calls himself an old gentleman Guan Xuanguang Taoist." ”

Although Yang Shijiu felt that the Xuanguang Dao person must be a pseudonym, but for the sake of insurance, he still had to go to Laojun to watch it, anyway, it was not far away, it was on Jun Mountain in Xiangxi, hundreds of miles away, and it could be flown in the sky in an hour. Watching Yang Shijiu rise into the air and disappear into a blue light on the sky, hundreds of people inside and outside the Yang Mansion were dumbfounded.

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