Chapter 562: There Must Be a Conspiracy

Not only did I not see Master, but I didn't see those red lanterns either, did these monsters run out?

Zhuo Yifan didn't know, so he could only continue to look around the deep pool. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, with the help of the hazy white light of the ice sculptures and ice cubes, he saw what appeared to be a round, shiny head lying on the ground.

Zhuo Yifan was shocked in his heart, "It can't be Master, right?" he said secretly.

Running forward quickly, the person lying on the ground was indeed a person, with a bare head.

Zhuo Yifan took a closer look and vaguely saw the face of Master Huiyuan.

"Master, Master!" Zhuo Yifan hurriedly supported his body, shaking constantly.

But Zen Master Huiyuan did not respond, Zhuo Yifan put his hand on the wing of his nose, and found that he was no longer breathing, and his body was still a little hot, which showed that he had not been dead for long.

Zhuo Yifan was extremely sad, his heart was like a knife, he felt that his hands were wet, and then a smell of blood came to his nose.

"Master has shed so much blood!" Zhuo Yifan said to himself.

"No, we have to drag the master out and see if I can save him!" Zhuo Yifan dragged Zen Master Huiyuan out little by little, and all the fear was gone at this time.

In the process of dragging, he found that there were several dead rat-men lying around the master's corpse. It seems that Zen Master Huiyuan fought with these rat people, and in the end he was outnumbered and bitten to death.

It took a lot of effort, and after a long while, Zhuo Yifan dragged Zen Master Huiyuan to the entrance of the cave.

When he came outside, Zhuo Yifan saw that Zen Master Huiyuan had several deep cuts in his neck, needless to say that they were left by the monster rat man. In addition, there are many traces of being scratched by sharp claws on the body, and at this time, there is no blood on Zen Master Huiyuan's face, and it seems that the blood has been drained.

Zhuo Yifan was grief-stricken, hugging the master's corpse and weeping bitterly.

"Look! He's there!"

Just as he was heartbroken, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.

At this time, he was leading dozens of disciples of the Bodhi Temple towards this side.

Soon the disciples came to the entrance of the cave and inspected the Master's injuries and the gradually cold corpse of the Master, and began to cry one by one, as if the sky had fallen.

The little monk Huya couldn't stop shaking Zen Master Huiyuan like crazy, and his voice was hoarse. And Mu Dun kept wiping his tears and wailing.

"Zhuo Yifan, you are so vicious, Master cares so much about you, in order to save your life, he did not hesitate to take the risk of leaving you in Bodhi Temple. You actually did such a thing to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors!" The idiot monk said angrily at Zhuo Yifan.

"Senior brother, you misunderstood! I didn't, I didn't hurt Master! Master was attacked in the cave just now, I didn't know what was attacked, I went in to save Master, but I was too late. Zhuo Yifan hurriedly explained.

"You save Master? How many pounds and taels do you have, can everyone still know? Can you save Master? Does Master need you to save him?"

"What I said is true. I had just been trapped in a trap set by someone in the taiga behind me, and I was hoisted up, and then I heard the miserable cries of the Master coming from the cave, so I struggled to get over. Zhuo Yifan said anxiously.

"Make it up, make it up, do you think everyone believes what you say! You play everyone like a three-year-old child! How can you run to the mouth of the cave here after being hung up at such a distance? Tell me, how did you get here?" said the idiot with a look of disbelief.

"I didn't know what was going on, but I struggled for a while, and it was like someone was pulling me and falling down. Zhuo Yifan said anxiously.

"It's better to say than to sing, how can you prove it? Don't tell me, the Buddha can see it, let's go and ask the Buddha?" said the idiot.

Zhuo Yifan was speechless, and suddenly he saw Xingfu hiding behind Xingfu, so he hurriedly said: "When I was hanged up, Senior Brother Xingfu was present, if you don't believe it, you can ask him." Then he looked at the monk with a look of help.

Xing walked out timidly, glanced at Zhuo Yifan and said, "An hour ago, I and my junior brother Yifan went to the forest behind us to pick up pine nuts and feed them to the little squirrel. I don't know who set a trap in that forest, it seems that it was used to catch prey, and Yifan's junior brother was accidentally hung up. I thought of a lot of ways around, but I couldn't put it down, and then I went back to Bodhi Temple and called everyone to come and help. ”

Hearing Xing Yan say this, Zhuo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally someone could prove his innocence.

Just when Zhuo Yifan was a little relieved, Xing Yan said again: "Senior Brother Yifan, you were obviously hanging from a tree at that time, why did you run to the mouth of this cave? And why did the master die in your arms?"

Zhuo Yifan looked puzzled after hearing this, and asked suspiciously: "Senior Brother Xing, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean, isn't it obvious? Senior Brother Xing doesn't trust you, very distrustful! He wants to ask you, why was he able to run down and kill Master even though he was hanging from that tree, why did he kill Master?"

"No, that's not what Senior Brother Xing meant, you spew blood!" Zhuo Yifan angrily scolded the obsessive monk.

Xing Yan glanced at Zhuo Yifan seriously and said: "Although my meaning is not as straightforward as Senior Brother Xingfu, I think there must be a conspiracy in it!"

"Conspiracy, what conspiracy?" asked the little monk who had been crying and hadn't had time to speak.

"There are some things I don't know when to say or not, and if I say something wrong, I'm afraid people will blame me. Xing Xian looked worried.

"Senior Brother Xing, Master died tragically without warning, you and I, as disciples of Bodhi Temple, have the responsibility to clarify this matter, bring the vicious people to justice, and give Master justice. Huya said hatefully.

"Then I'll say it. I think this is a conspiracy of Yifan's junior brother, a conspiracy to kill the master!" Xingfu looked at Zhuo Yifan and said word by word.

Zhuo Yifan was not shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect Xing to say this. Under such circumstances, he could only ask with a puzzled expression: "Senior Brother Xing, what's wrong with you, how can you say this? How could I harm Master's plot to kill him?"

"Shut up! The idiot angrily scolded Zhuo Yifan.

"I think that Senior Brother Yifan deliberately wanted to come to the back mountain with me to pick up pine nuts, and I repeatedly refused to let him follow me, because the wind was too strong and the road was slippery, and if he fell, I would be punished. But he wants to come with me alive or dead, and he can't get rid of it. "There is a pretension in the act.

Then he continued: "Came to the grove, where he had at some point designed the mechanism and pretended to be hoisted. I couldn't help him, so he took the opportunity to let me go back to Bodhi Temple and call everyone to save him. Before that, he had tricked him into a cave, trapped him inside, and then killed him unsuspectingly!"