Chapter 300: He Yuchun is dead

Jian Ruochen was very strange, she had said everything about this, He Yuchun was not a person who really didn't understand world affairs, why did she still have to stalk her, she was unhappy, and her face was revealed.

Zheng Qiang hurriedly said: "Senior Sister He, Senior Uncle Jian has already let us go." ”

Zheng Qiang was eager to pull He Yuchun away, He Yuchun lowered his head, turned around and walked towards the door, Zheng Qiang hurriedly saluted Jian Ruochen, and remedied: "It's all because we are abrupt, let's leave." ”

Jian Ruochen didn't stop him, watching the four of them leave, and smiled a little playfully.

Feng Yang also smiled, "There are a lot of snobbish monks in the outer sect, everyone is like this, they are now regretting it in their hearts." ”

Jian Ruochen shook his head indifferently, "Vision determines development. ”

Feng Yang also said: "Yes, in fact, if Uncle Jian hadn't built a foundation, today's meeting would definitely not have happened." ”

Jian Ruochen smiled and left these people behind.

The two talked a few more words, and Jian Ruochen said goodbye and left, stood at Yizhuangluo, turned around and walked towards the silver pine felling.

This road has only been walked for more than ten days before, and after that, he was a little unhappy with Zhu He's steward, so he rarely had any dealings, but after all, Zhu He is also counted as a person from Zhuque Hall, and when he leaves the Heavenly Dao Sect this time, he doesn't know when he will be able to come back next time, and everyone he wants to see still has to meet him.

Zhu He was still wearing a cloth shirt, sitting casually on a stool outside the shed, talking and laughing with a few mortal handymen, and suddenly saw Jian Ruochen coming, waved his hand away, and stepped forward to salute, calling him uncle, as if the previous unhappiness had never appeared.

Among the few stewards that Jian Ruochen had dealt with at the outer gate, Zhu He seemed to be the least aggressive, mixing with mortal servants every day, and he was still elated, and when he saw Jian Ruochen, he also smiled, and he didn't have the meaning of mustard before.

Jian Ruochen looked at the shed, the ropeway she designed and participated in the production was still running, and the silver pine logs that had been cut down were transported down, and the work efficiency of mortals had improved, as for the intensity of work, it was not in her control.

Zhu He said with a smile beside him: "This cableway has become a scenery of our sect, every time someone from outside comes, the Foreign Affairs Hall will lead them over to have a look, and I am shocked to see that our sect is willing to reduce the labor of mortals." ”

The monk regarded mortals as ants, and the only one who was willing to consider for mortals was Zheng Guo under the rule of the imperial city, although the ratio of mortals to monks may be one thousand, but the weight of monks is still far greater than that of mortals.

The Heavenly Dao Sect was like this, which was very shocking and disapproving to the monks, and the Heavenly Dao Sect was willing to share this ropeway with everyone, and it also showed its loyalty.

Although the ropeway was proposed by Jian Ruochen, she didn't take the matter to heart, and said with a smile: "If it wasn't for the bet at that time, I wouldn't have thought of this." ”

Referring to the bets in the past, the hundreds of spirit stones, Zhu He also laughed, "No, I also followed Uncle Jian to borrow light and get the most spirit stones I have ever seen in my life." ”

Both of them laughed, as if none of the previous unhappiness had happened.

After chatting a few words, Zhu He didn't mention any of Jian Ruochen's wonderful deeds at all, and only picked up a few little things about the mortals here, until Jian Ruochen left, and didn't ask why Jian Ruochen came.

Jian Ruochen felt more and more that Zhu and this person were interesting.

It is said that with a few hundred spirit stones in his hand, he must be exchanged for a spirit pill to cultivate, and one year is at least enough to cultivate to improve to one level, but Zhu He's cultivation is still the same as before, doesn't he mind the length of his life?

But everyone has their own ambitions, Jian Ruochen has always been unwilling to interfere in other people's lives, and the matter at the outer door is over, so he walks to the inner door.

The inner gate is not as calm as it seems on the surface, but the inside is actually turbulent, almost one-third of the foundation building monks are going to leave the sect and go to the imperial city, whether to go or not is not only for the monks themselves to consider, but also a headache for several hall masters of the sect.

There is also the return of Jian Ruochen's foundation building, which gives Ansan a headache, almost everything follows the chain of things, and everything is almost unpredictable.

Jian Ruochen returned to the inner door residence, and the miscellaneous servants were also arranged here, Jian Ruochen did not plan to live here for a long time, so he sent the miscellaneous servants with a pleasant face, and rested alone.

For the next few days, she was alone in retreat in the ashram, but she didn't look for things, it didn't mean that things didn't look for her, this day she just left from the quiet room, and she saw Feng Yang waiting for her, as soon as she saw her, she hurriedly said: "Uncle Jian, He Yuchun is dead." ”

Jian Ruochen was taken aback.

A few days ago, I saw He Yuchun who was fine, but suddenly died - Jian Ruochen noticed that Feng Yang did not use the word fall, which means that He Yuchun's death should be abnormal.

Sure enough, Feng Yang continued: "It was last night, according to Zheng Qiang—the four of them still live in that small courtyard—and last night I saw He Yuchun and said that he wanted to retreat again, and this time he must directly cultivate to the late stage of qi training, and they still had some spirit stones in their hands, and at that time they didn't exchange all the spirit stones for spirit pills." ”

Jian Ruochen nodded, Qi cultivators cultivated Dao Qi cultivation in the late stage, relying on the spirit pill alone, if they were inexperienced, they would definitely have shortcomings in the preparation of the spirit pill.

And He Yuchun and the others are all poor, even if each person has a few thousand spirit stones in their hands, they will not want to exchange most of them for cultivating spirit pills, they must be careful in their calculations, and it is too normal to have spirit stones in their hands.

Feng Yang continued: "When they said this, there was no one in the courtyard, and it was certain that this word was not spread, and then several people arranged their own forbidden cultivation, but early in the morning, Meng Yanran found that the prohibition in He Yuchun's room was a little different, and the prohibition in the courtyard seemed to have been moved.

They touched the ban, in the past, He Yuchun would open the ban and come out, but this time for a long time, there was no reaction in the ban, the three of them broke the ban and entered, and they saw He Yuchun's head was in a different place, blood flowed all over the ground, and the storage bag on his body was still there, but it was empty. ”

Jian Ruochen frowned.

Feng Yang then whispered: "Report this matter to me first, I also saw He Yuchun's corpse, He Yuchun was killed cleanly, and her head was cut off with a sword, and her expression was surprised, as if she didn't expect her death at all." I've already reported the matter to the outside door. ”

Feng Yang didn't say the rest of the sentence, and Jian Ruochen also guessed what he wanted to say: After that, he hurriedly came here and informed He Yuchun of his death.

Jian Ruochen listened, and she had already imagined several possibilities in her mind, and the one who could make He Yuchun completely unguarded and put into the prohibition must be someone she trusted.

Out of the courtyard, the other three seemed to be the only ones themselves, and they had a good reason to kill her.