"Okay, don't remember who it is, it's the Demon Sect that you have to deal with now, not Shaolin Wudang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Fan Xiliu said to Jiang Yandie.

"That's right, how can I talk about Wudang in a good way, aren't I talking about the Demon Sect. Jiang Yandie seemed to have been fooled by Long Zhan.

I have always taken advantage of others, why can't I do it now? Could it be that love can really make people lose their minds? Jiang Yandie thought in her heart.

"Hmph, what kind of tricks are you doing? Even a smart man like me is confused. Jiang Yandie said to Long Zhan.

"How dare we play tricks on the young master's wife, but now remind the lady not to be in the same league with those hypocrites. Long Zhan said to Jiang Yandie with a smile.

"You fart, who dares to say that Grandpa Fan is a hypocrite, see if I don't tear his mouth. Jiang Yandie crossed her hands on her hips, pouted, and said to Long Zhan with an angry face.

"You say, is it cute that the young master's wife looks angry?" Long Zhan asked the three of Shandie behind him with a smile.

Wan Cong, who had been standing silently as if a 10,000-year-old plant, was the first to respond to Long Zhan, of course, not words, but nodded.

"The young master's wife looks pretty, no matter how you look at it, she is cute. Shandie did not hesitate to praise her.

"A talented woman is a perfect match. Haihong, the flower lady with an orchid finger, looked at Jiang Yandie and said.

The talented woman in Haihong's mouth is the young master of the Demon Sect and Jiang Yandie.

"Okay, don't gag, it's what you want to talk about, and now it's nonsense, what do you want to do?" Fan Xiliu looked at the four of Long Zhan with a blank face, as if they were going to talk about it again, Fan Xiliu was really going to do it.

"Okay, the matter of the young master's wife, we can talk about it privately, but just now you said the four of us, then you can tell me what this Wan Cong, who is known as the peerless Kogoro, has done. Long Zhan smiled, as if he was watching Fan Xiliu's joke.

Fan Xiliu looked at Wan Cong, who would not have any change in his expression even if he died, and he really couldn't think of what evil this person had done in his mind.

But if you think about it carefully, can you mix it up with the people in the Demon Sect, can you have some bad deeds?

"Do you still have anything to say with your group of people in the Demon Sect?" Fan Xiliu unexpectedly found that he really couldn't find any bad deeds about Wan Cong, and even so far, he and Wan Cong have only had two sides, the last time was a fight in the valley, and now, it is still the scene of the upcoming fight, but Wan Cong still has that dead face, and he didn't say a word.

Long Zhan just smiled, he didn't take Fan Xiliu's words to heart at all, this is pure nonsense under the guise of this, could it be that all the people who have eaten in prison are murderers?

Seeing that Fan Xiliu didn't know Wan Cong at all, Long Zhan knew that his first step had been done, but next, it was time to get into the topic.

But just as Long Zhan was about to exit, he heard the voice of one of the more than 100 people behind Fan Xiliu, a little hoarse.

"Coarse cloth linen clothes and yellow mouth baby, fishing Weng Lao Suo Mo Nong, one hundred and three corpses sinking in the tree, what hatred and resentment to his subordinates?" The scholar did not stand in an obvious place, but in the crowd, in the gap, he saw the Wan Cong who stood like a 10,000-year-old green pine, not moving at all, I thought there was nothing ordinary, but I saw Wan Cong's gaze, bloodthirsty gaze.

The scholar didn't expect that the first tragedy in the world recorded in "Jianghu Kyushu Record" was also a text introduction to the first mystery case in the world.

The scholar was just guessing, but when this text just came out, there was only one sentence of coarse linen and yellow-mouthed baby, and the immovable Wan Cong actually looked for a voice.

The bloodthirsty gaze stared at the scholar, but how could the scholar be afraid of the other party's gaze? If it was Shandie, then it would have to be said otherwise, but it was Wancong, although the gaze was a little infiltrating, but there was no substantial harm.

The scholar took out the text as it was.

Jing Yu Shitai, Ji Ruchang and other more than 100 people in the righteous path looked at the scholars, but at this moment, there were two missing figures among the more than 100 people, that is, Jun Yue, who had smelled the smell of sulfur before, and the leader of the beggar gang when he was sealed.

It was a mysterious case on the "Jianghu Kyushu Record", almost everyone present knew that it was a tragic case that happened in Shuxia Village thirteen years ago, more than 130 people in the village, overnight, were slaughtered, and the methods of killing were strange, hanging, poisoning, and even chopping to death, beating to death, and burying alive...... Almost all the murder methods that the world can hear about can find clues in that slaughter village, even the one hundred and eight kinds of torture in Shen Xuan Pavilion that make people talk about it.

But what does all this have to do with all this?

Looking at the scholars who slowly walked out of the crowd, everyone guessed in their hearts.

The scholar walked to Jiang Yandie's side, stopped, pointed at Wan Cong and said, "If my guess is right, the first unjust case in this world is what you did." ”

The first to hear these words was, of course, the four members of the Demon Sect, to be precise, Long Zhan, Shandie, and Haihong, as for what Wan Cong was thinking, no one knew, he was still the same face that had been backwater for 10,000 years, and he couldn't see a trace of emotional change.

Long Zhan glanced at Wan Cong, then turned his head and continued to confront Fan Xiliu, as if he didn't care about this matter, or he already knew the truth of this matter.

And the flower girl Haihong beside Wan Cong covered her mouth, looked at Wan Cong in disbelief, and the orchid finger stretched out stayed in the air, but in the end she still didn't dare to point at Wan Cong. As soon as she thought of the mystery of the village under the tree, Haihong felt a little scary.

As the only female elder of the Demon Sect, Shan Die has extraordinary knowledge, and the only mystery in the world that Ma Daha's predecessors can't judge on the "Jianghu Kyushu Lu" is actually Wan Cong's doing? Is this still the Wan Cong who never speaks, only knows how to eat, and sits alone on the roof watching the moonlight?

Killing methods that are better than Shen Xuan Pavilion's one hundred and eight kinds of torture, slaughtering a village's heart in one night, such a thing that has lost the conscience of heaven, is it really he who did it? Shan Die's heart was full of doubts.

As for the more than 100 righteous people behind him, they were shocked by the scholar's words, and no one thought that the tragedy was actually the work of this man who didn't say much and looked a little stupid.

It's just that many people can't believe it after hearing the scholar's words, and they haven't heard the scholar say that it is just his speculation.

Fan Xiliu glanced at Wan Cong, and it seemed that there was nothing else except for the strange look in his eyes, but the eyes of Wan Cong had not always been like this.

Fan Xiliu couldn't tell whether Wan Cong had a weak heart, let alone what Wan Cong was thinking at this moment.

However, Fan Xiliu looked at the scholar's appearance, and it was certain that what the scholar said was right. But on what basis did the scholar conclude that the first mystery case in the rivers and lakes was the work of Wan Cong?

Jiang Yandie looked at the scholar and gave him a playful thumbs up, as if to say, okay, when this matter is over, I will go back and give you three hundred wen as a reward.

The scholar smiled slightly, although he couldn't learn martial arts due to his health, but no one dared to say that he was useless as a scholar, he was a useful scholar, but his own usefulness was useless, and it was not the best place to play at this time.

"Isn't this a record in the "Jianghu Kyushu Record", if I'm not mistaken, it should be the eleventh year of Tianwu, and it has been thirteen years since now. "Dragon War seems to be making excuses.

How could the scholar not hear the meaning of Long Zhan's words. However, the scholar thought that among all the people present, if he wanted to talk about the Tao, I am afraid that no one was his opponent. Even Fan Xiliu, who has lived for more than 90 years, is difficult to match.

This is a scholar's self-confidence, which comes from the arrogance in his bones.

"As a junior, I have to call you a dragon senior, but as a righteous person, I have to treat you as an evil demon, and I can only call you the dragon devil, but at this moment, I am talking about the Tao, and I am commensurate with my seniors. The scholar first bowed slightly to Long Zhan, which was the etiquette of a scholar, to show the respect of the younger generation for the seniors.

Long Zhan silently accepted this gift from the scholar.

After the ceremony, the scholar continued.

"Senior Long, I understand what you mean, not to mention whether Wan never joined the Demon Sect thirteen years ago, just in terms of the one hundred and thirty lives in Shuxia Village, such a hurtful thing, even you Demon Sect people probably can't do it. The scholar's words were concise and to the point, but he avoided the powerful relationship with it in one word, and directly set aside the Demon Sect and Wan Cong.

Fan Xiliu looked at the scholar and didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd.

Jiang Yandie was even more puzzled, but looking at the scholar's confident appearance, Jiang Yandie was full of confidence, for the scholar, Jiang Yandie was very satisfied, everything in the past three years has been carefully done to the best, of course, the most dissatisfied thing is that the last auction of the calligraphy and painting of the Lingdu Oiran Hua Xiang Rong in the underground palace, the title was too simple, and she did not get any benefits.

"Well, we can't do such a thing, that's a hundred and thirty people, how can we say kill and kill. "Long Zhan is very satisfied that the scholar has directly separated the incident of Wan Cong from thirteen years ago with the Demon Sect.

"Then I'd like to ask Wan Cong. The scholar looked towards Wan Cong.

More than 100 people behind him were also speculating about what unexpected things the scholar would break out.

Ji Ruchang looked at the scholar, and the hope in his eyes was even more obvious, obviously moved by the heart of recruitment, if there is a person who can understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes to do things for himself, then he will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

Ji Ruchang, who is thirsty for talent, seems to recruit people who can have some ability in the rivers and lakes to work for him, and hopes that the Haisha Gang can be like the Nanyue Sword Sect back then, and establish absolute prestige in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but the Nanyue Sword Sect relies on personal strength and absolute force, while he Haisha Gang cannot, when it comes to force, almost any sect on the rivers and lakes can crush them, but they are many and powerful, but they are not afraid of any sect.

Everyone was waiting for the scholar to ask Wan Cong something.

Even Jiang Yandie, Fan Xiliu, and Long Zhan were looking forward to what the scholar was going to ask next.