Chapter 471: Framed

Yue Shisan, who had never left all night, spoke at this time: "The matter has come to this point, how about cremating Master Huiyuan's body first, and then sending the ashes to Shaolin Temple?"

Yu Jizi nodded, Shaolin Temple is thousands of miles away from here, if you want to bring Hui Yuan's body back to Shaolin, it is not realistic, you can only act according to Yue Thirteen's method. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I've already been to the inn, and they'll come over later, I want them to look for it again and see if there are any clues!" It seems that Yu Jizi didn't find Ling Lingqi and hated it in his heart, and wanted to take advantage of the day to let his disciples look for it again along the traces left by Ling Lingqi, after all, they were all blindly looking for it last night, and it was completely up to luck.

Not long after, Su Mu took Hong Jiao and a dozen other disciples to the village, and after a simple worship, he cremated Huiyuan, and then screened out the ashes and put them in a small jar, wrapped them in cloth and carried them on Zhao Ritian's back.

The group walked out of the manor under the gratitude of the owner, and at this time, several disciples had come to report that they had found the farmer where Ling Lingqi had stayed last night. When Yu Jizi and the others came to the farmer's house, the head of the household was so frightened that he finally told him about the matter. According to what the head of the household said, there was indeed a thin young man who came to spend the night last night, but in the middle of the night, he and his inner man were woken up by a roar, thinking that something big had happened, and he hid in the house and did not dare to go out, but soon after, he vaguely saw the young man who stayed in the courtyard and rode a horse and did not know where to go, and for Ling Lingqi's appearance, it was also very consistent!

Xiao Min in the crowd peeked at Bai Yufeng next to him and saw a bloodless face......

Toward dusk, a thin young man rode a black horse into the streets of the camp, frightening the old hens who were foraging in the streets. The young man on horseback was as pale as paper at this time, and his whole body was shaky, as if he might fall off the horse at any moment.

Passing by a stall selling baked cakes, the boy pulled the reins, and the horse slowly stopped, foaming at the mouth of his nostrils, and seemed to have reached the edge of detachment.

"Let's have a few cakes,......" Nian took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and threw it on the stall, saying to the stall owner who was in doubt.

The middle-aged stall owner came back to his senses, hurriedly packed the remaining dozen or so cakes together, and handed them to the young man, who reached out to take them, and the blood stains on his sleeves and chest made the middle-aged uncle's hands shake for no reason, and he almost dropped the baked cakes in his hands to the ground.

The boy took a bag of baked cakes, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and went straight out of the town, without looking back.

The fearful pusher hurriedly packed up his burden and prepared to slip away, looking at the young man's appearance, it was very likely that he was on the run, and if he didn't leave, he was afraid that there would be trouble for the pursuers behind, and the baked cakes had been sold out, and the piece of broken silver that the young man gave just now was a considerable income for a small citizen like him who earned dozens of copper plates a day at most.

The young man just now was none other than Ling Lingqi, who escaped from Minle Town overnight. Last night, Ling Lingqi was about to successfully jump out of the wall after getting rid of Zhao Rishui, but at that time a monk appeared, and the monk also mistakenly thought that he was a thief, when he was sucked back by a strong suction, he felt powerless, and just wanted to keep his body balanced as much as possible, but then he felt that the sword in his hand seemed to have stabbed something, and then he was slapped with a palm and flew out. Ling Lingqi, who vomited a mouthful of blood in mid-air, saw the blood spurting out of the monk's left chest, it turned out that he had inadvertently pierced the monk's heart with a sword!

At that moment, Ling Lingqi felt that this world was too ridiculous.

However, what surprised Ling Lingqi was that after receiving such a heavy blow, not only did he not fall, but instead generated a force from his dantian, which made him struggle to escape. He staggered all the way to the place where he was sleeping, and he fell to the ground halfway and almost couldn't get up, but it was precisely because he was lying on the ground that Ling Lingqi then rushed to the village from a place not far from him. Ling Lingqi knew that everything was over, and as soon as Yue Shisan and the others went, there would be so many family members to testify at that time, and with Zhao Rishui's desire to kill him and then hurry up, he would definitely make him a real 'lewd thief'. At the same time, Ling Lingqi didn't even believe that a person who was pierced through the heart would have hope of living, that is to say, he not only became a thief, but also became a murderer nine times out of ten, and he was the murderer who killed a high monk!

Ling Lingqi knew that he was not riding a horse fast, if he kept taking the official road, he would be caught up by Yue Shisan and them sooner or later, and there might be a glimmer of hope of escaping by taking the trail, so not long after leaving the big horse camp, Ling Lingqi drove his horse onto a small road, and he was originally walking along the path last night, but during the day, he somehow did it, and he detoured the official road again.

It was already dusk, and what was even more tragic was that tonight was the night of the full moon, so Ling Lingqi now just wanted to run as far as possible before the time of the child, and then find a safe place to rest. But Ling Lingqi didn't know that the trail he chose was precisely a shortcut from Da Ma Ying to Yongchang.

Stepping on the moonlight, Ling Lingqi ran one ride after another, until the horse really couldn't run, Ling Lingqi finally stopped, and at this time he himself was almost unable to resist.

Under the moonlight, a stone tablet was erected a few meters away from Ling Lingqi, Ling Lingqi led the horse and walked over, and faintly saw that the stone tablet was engraved with several incomplete characters of 'Jiming Mountain'.

Looks like we can only spend the night here tonight. Ling Lingqi walked a little further ahead, found a piece of grass, tied the horse under a tree next to it and let it graze, the horse was too tired, and too hungry, at this time, by the moonlight Xixi instigated a vigorous grazing, Ling Lingqi lay weakly under the tree, looking at the full moon in the sky through the gap in the branches and leaves, and there was a dazed look in his eyes.

Going to Shandong?

According to the last words of the crazy old man, after he has learned something, he will first go to the Tianshan Mountains to find the thousand-year-old snow lotus, remove the poison from his body, and then go to Shandong to find Lingjiazhuang. However, Tianshan and his party, although they found the thousand-year-old snow lotus by chance, the toxins on their bodies were not removed, but they got into such a big trouble, and Shandong is so big, how can it be so easy to find a Lingjiazhuang.

Jianghu, is it really bloody?

No one came to tell Ling Lingqi what the rivers and lakes were, only the sound of horses grazing while wheezing, and the whining of insects and birds from the woods from time to time.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Ling Lingqi had fallen asleep for some time, but the time was almost up......

The sound of horses' hooves broke the tranquility of the horse camp, making some people who had been tired for a day and finally fell asleep gritted their teeth with hatred, but the shopkeeper of the 'Rongchang Inn' was smiling from ear to ear at this time, and was worried about the bleak business, but suddenly more than 20 people came to live in the hotel, which was really happy from the sky. However, when one of the women with his eyebrows locked and knew at a glance that it was not the words of the good master, the old shopkeeper couldn't wait to throw the unangry little two next to him out of the door with his broken leg. (To be continued.) )