Tonight's silence on the North Peak should have been a good time to fall asleep, but Li Yichen quietly walked out of the room. He lives alone outside the Xuanhuang Pavilion www.biquge.info Heaven and Earth, and he is not afraid of disturbing others.

He Zudao's words made him feel extremely depressed, and at this time, Li Yichen would go to the Daoist Cliff.

Asking the Cliff is the place where the ancestor of Chen Tuan sat on the road and peeked into the sky. It was originally a dangerous cliff, and when it was peeped into the sky by the ancestor, the aura impact became extremely smooth. I don't know who used a few sharp sword marks to carve the two big words "ask" on the cliff.

These two words are strong and powerful, and when Li Yichen first saw them, he was shocked by the artistic conception contained in the words and could not forget them for a long time. Unwilling, domineering, and the momentum of fighting for one's life with the sky are vividly displayed on these two words, but now, he can only read the artistic conception of "Feng Tang is easy to be old, Li Guang is difficult to seal".

Li Yichen stopped in front of the cliff, staring at the two words of questioning obsessively, following their veins to see what clues, but he didn't seem to be able to get back his previous feelings, and the momentum of fighting for his life with the sky had been completely extinguished in He Zudao's words.

"Asked. What can I ask about. Li Yichen muttered, "Even the master of the sect can't cure my poison..."

Li Yichen was a little disheartened, he smashed two fists on the cliff wall, his fragile skin was cut by the stone, and blood ran down his fingers.

"Who can tell me! What can I ask !!" Li Yichen roared angrily, wanting to shout out all the grievances in his belly.

For a long time, no one responded. Li Yichen seemed to lose his strength, leaned softly on the cliff wall and closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

The boy wept, and it rained in the sky. The summer thunder rises first, and the summer rain pours down. Strings of raindrops smashed into Fengyun Mountain without reservation, and the green cloth robe that soaked Li Yichen also swept away the tears on his face.

Li Yichen sat stupidly, not moving, as if he was one with the cliff.

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Following.

The summer rain was majestic, and this hearty heavy rain washed away the stuffiness accumulated for days, and at the same time washed Wang Ermazi's body into Ziluo Lake.

The body was intact, but the frightened look on his face had not collapsed because of death, making it unbearable to look at it directly. Moreover, Wang Er Mazi was holding "Nine Calculations" in his hand that he would never read. Wang Zhiqiu, the head of Linyun Village, had been standing next to Wang Ermazi's body for a whole hour, without even saying a word, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

First, Wang Er Mazi bullied the township on weekdays, and the villagers have long complained, and now that he is dead, it can be regarded as a good thing.

Of the two, Wang Er Mazi has a high hall and a wife and children. Even though he was dead, the village could not completely disregard the feelings of the people to drive them out. Even if he ruthlessly drove them away, didn't he even have an explanation for how Wang Er Mazi died? This can be regarded as a trouble.

Of the three, the neighbors and villagers of this "Nine Calculations" saw that it was copied by Li Yichen, and this matter must be inseparable from him. But Li Yichen is a person from the Fengyun Mountain Dojo, and Linyun Village is located in a remote area beyond the reach of the official whip, so he must definitely fall on himself in the end to deal with this matter.

Because of these three reasons, Wang Zhiqiu was a little depressed. Many years ago, the nameless old farmer died on the ridge, and the lonely man was easy to bluff, but now...

"Village Chief, how should this matter be decided?" asked a few hunters around Wang Zhiqiu.

Wang Zhiqiu raised his head when he heard this, his thoughts were a little confused, in his heart, Fengyun Mountain must not be offended, but now he can't help but come out: "Place Wang Er's body properly, and put the book in my family's cabinet." Then inform Wang Er's family. I'm going to go to Fengyun Mountain in person today. ”

"Village Chief, will you personally go to Fengyun Mountain?" this..."

"It's not a big deal, the people are already dead, no matter how you deal with it later, you still have to give one. ”

Wang Zhiqiu has worked hard for Linyun Village for so many years, and his prestige is extremely high, and he has always been the same in the village. But this matter is related to Fengyun Mountain, and it has become complicated again.

Seeing that he had made up his mind to come forward, it was not easy to dissuade him, and four or five Orions stepped forward and lifted Wang Ermazi's slightly pale and swollen body and walked towards the village.

Wang Zhiqiu watched them go away, sighed slightly, and finally took a step.

The rain washed the mountain road very muddy, and Wang Zhiqiu was also in a worried mood, after all, Fengyun Mountain had been high for many years, and it was really inappropriate for him to go up to Xingshi to ask for guilt, so this section of the mountain road was not too long, and he walked for two hours.

It was nearly noon. The rain gradually stopped, and the statue of Chen Tuan's ancestor at the Changshan Gate of Fengyun Mountain Road was already close in front of him.

Wang Zhiqiu walked to the statue of the ancestor, bowed solemnly three times, and then calmly walked towards the mountain.

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Li Yichen sat on the Dao Cliff all night, and his whole body was already soaked. He didn't know that there was another question waiting for him when he returned to the North Peak. At this time, he became more and more unable to figure out why God treated him like this. But no one can blame him for complaining, and who doesn't feel pain in such a situation?

In this world of advocating martial arts and Taoism, a young man full of enthusiasm is unable to practice martial arts, which is undoubtedly destined for his mediocre life to be spent in chaos.

It was noon, and the scorching sun after the rain had stopped was a little dazzling. Li Yichen still didn't mean to get up, he raised his hand weakly to cover the dazzling sunlight, and shook his head in disappointment again.

"Who said that young people don't know the taste of sorrow, but now there is a young man who knows sorrow on Fengyun Mountain. ”

When did someone come to the top of the cliff? Li Yichen's first reaction was surprise, and he followed the prestige but saw no one.

"Who is it?" Li Yichen stood up suddenly, leaning against the wall on guard, after all, how could a teenager not be afraid of ghosts and gods, and his heart was pounding when he didn't see him.

But after waiting for a long time, this "who is it" was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response, as if the emotion just now had never appeared.

Li Yichen felt more and more strange, and continued to ask: "Whether it is a person or a ghost, I have to make it clear, if people don't come to laugh at me, if the ghost just takes me away, I can't love it anyway." ”

For a long time, there was still no answer. Li Yichen was bored, he thought he had met some strange person, but now this person was neither visible nor willing to talk to him. Seeing that the sun was already extremely high, it was time to go back, otherwise He Zudao would inevitably reprimand himself when he found it, so he packed up his mood and turned around and walked towards the North Peak Hall.

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In the North Peak Hall, He Zudao and Wang Zhiqiu were talking about Wang Er Mazi, and the expression on their faces was a little solemn.

Getting involved in mundane things was something that cultivators didn't want to do, but now that everyone else has come to the door, and Linyun Village has been under the protection of the Fengyun Mountain Dojo, this matter has to be involved. What's more, Xuan Qing Zhenren personally named Wang Zhiqiu to find himself to investigate thoroughly, which shows the seriousness of the matter.

"Village Chief Wang, how are you sure that this matter is related to Li Yichen?"

"When Wang Er died, he was holding a copy of "Nine Calculations" in his hand. This book is a manuscript of Master Li, although we cannot conclude that Master Li killed someone, but this matter should have something to do with him. Wang Zhiqiu was a little uneasy, and he could see that He Zudao cared about Li Yichen very much, otherwise he would not have pulled himself to ask long questions to understand the situation.

"Oh, so..."A variety of associations appeared in He Zudao's mind, but now the focus of the matter was indeed on Li Yichen. Before the words fell, Li Yichen happened to walk in from the door of the main hall. The clothes were not dried and there were still traces of rain, and they were a little embarrassed.

He Zudao raised his head and saw Li Yichen at a glance, and his brows furrowed slightly when he saw him so embarrassed: "Bastard boy, why are you going again? Get over here, see what happened to you again?"

Li Yichen was about to quietly enter the room, but when he saw He Zudao sitting in the main hall, he knew that he couldn't leave. And when he saw Wang Zhiqiu, the village chief of Linyun Village, sitting with a solemn face and sitting upright, he also muttered in his heart: "The village chief of Linyun Village is here, what's going on?"

Li Yichen walked into the main hall, Wang Zhiqiu stood up and arched his hand at Li Yichen as a gift.

In terms of seniority, Wang Zhiqiu can be regarded as a person from Li Yichen's grandfather's generation, but cultivators have always been high in the hearts of ordinary people, so there is a scene of big gifts to small ones.

Li Yichen was a layman after all, and when he saw this, he hurriedly returned the salute and helped Wang Zhiqiu onto the chair. He asked, "Village Chief Wang, what's wrong?"

He Zudao watched silently, and was not ready to speak. Wang Zhiqiu glanced at He Zudao, and then said, "Wang Er found out dead this morning, and the corpse was in the Ziluo Lake. When he died, he had in his hand the "Nine Calculations" that you had transcribed for him..."

Li Yichen frowned when he listened, he didn't expect to encounter such a thing. After all, life and death are big things, and although Wang Er Mazi has done evil, he is not guilty of death.

"I did copy a copy of "Nine Calculations", but this book was not copied for Wang Er. Li Yichen responded, "It was copied for a son-in-law named Changsun Yan, it was dark that day, but Changsun Yan had not arrived, and I needed to return to the mountain quickly, so I asked Second Brother Wang to help me hand over the book to him." ”

"How is Eldest Sun Yan dressed?" He Zudao asked at this time.

"A rich kid with a spicy maid. ”

"So... This matter should have something to do with the eldest grandson. He Zudao added beside him, "But I can also guess the ins and outs of this matter." ”

"Oh?" said Wang Zhiqiu, "I still hope that He Dao Chang will make it clear." ”

Wang Er saw that he wanted to murder the eldest grandson, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate. He Zudao said firmly, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." ”

"But that eldest grandson Yan doesn't look like a person who knows kung fu. Li Yichen added, "It looks polite."

"It looks polite, but it's not very gentle. Wang Zhiqiu obviously agreed with He Zudao's statement, "Wang Er's death was terrifying, as if he had seen a ghost." The nine calculations in his hand were pinched by him, and it took him all the strength to take them out. ”

Wang Zhiqiu shook his head, this is the second murder case in the past ten years, but fortunately, this case is not like the first one, there is an eldest grandson who can investigate.

"In that case, we have to find this eldest grandson. But there is no one with the surname of eldest grandson in Linyun Village, which is not easy to do. Wang Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed.

"It's hard to conclude that it was Changsun Yan who killed Wang Er. Li Yichen said, "In the final analysis, this matter still needs to find Daoist Sun Yan." ”

"But how do you go to him?" Wang Zhiqiu said.

Li Yichen carefully recalled the situation that day and said: "It can only be concluded that it is a big family, but the others can't be seen." ”

"Recently, the autumn exam is approaching, and many students have come back to Linyun Village. There are many people, but this eldest grandson's surname..."Wang Zhiqiu was a little confused, after all, the autumn test was all from his own family, how could there be more people with foreign surnames, not to mention that this surname is not common in the Han Kingdom.

"This surname is a surname from the ancient country, the original surname should be Tuoba, and the Han surname is the eldest grandson. Li Yichen said, "This surname is recorded in the miscellaneous notes, and this surname belongs to the ancient royal family. ”

"Tuoba?" Wang Zhiqiu said, "As soon as you say the Wasted Ancient Country, I think that the Shi family in the village was moved from the Wasted Ancient Country, and it was rumored that their family was an important minister of the Wasteland Country, and they were framed and moved here in order to escape the hunt. On weekdays, the family did not have any unusual behavior at this time, but it was really generous during the New Year's holidays, and many farmers in the village were favored by his family. ”

"Since the eldest grandson Yan has come to Linyun Village, he must have come to visit something. Now there is only one household in Linyun Village that has a relationship with the Ancient State, so there is no doubt that the eldest grandson Yan should be in the Shi family. Li Yichen guessed, "Why don't I go to the Shi family with Village Chief Wang to ask what happened?"

"That's very good. Wang Zhiqiu was overjoyed when he saw that Li Yichen was willing to go with him, and his originally tightly knit brows relaxed.

The Shi family was originally a big family in the village, and he was even more reluctant to offend. If you offend Fengyun Mountain, these Dao cultivators may not take themselves in their eyes, but if they offend the Shi family, they will inevitably have many disasters in old age, "Without further ado, we might as well set off now." ”

Hearing this, Li Yichen turned his head and looked at He Zudao.

He Zudao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "Take care of it for me, otherwise you will inevitably have a good fight when you come back." Go ahead. ”

If Li Yichen was amnesty, he couldn't care about the wetness on his body, so he hurriedly picked up Wang Zhiqiu and walked towards Linyun Village.