Abbot Hongyuan died, and there was mourning in the Jingguang Temple, but before their pain subsided, another thunder was ushered in.

One of the two most proud disciples of the abbot of Hongyuan may be the murderer of the abbot, which is how these ordinary monks of the Jingguang Temple accept it.

"Nonsense, you outsiders are the real murderers of the abbot!"

"That's right, here to slander our two young monks of Jingguang Temple, what do you want, could it be that they are spies sent by the Demon Dao?"

"I see, you see the one with the black cloak among them, he doesn't even dare to show his face to everyone, where can he look like a good person!"

The monks of the Pure Light Temple, who were almost angry and desperate, invariably pointed the finger at the three of them, they did not want to believe the cruel truth in front of them, and could only use simple speculation and speculation to frame others.

Gu Xihan and Han Xianzi were accused by many monks, and no matter how good their tempers were, their faces inevitably turned gloomy.

I was kind enough to help you investigate the truth and stabilize the turbulent situation in the temple of Jingguang Temple, did you repay with this attitude?

"This is your own business in the Pure Light Temple, and we are not involved. It was Qiye who spoke, and his voice was as clear as ever, echoing in everyone's ears.

As soon as the words fell, Qiye took Han Xianzi and Gu Xihan and retreated to the side and left the attention of the main hall.

And at this moment, in the center of the attention, there are only three people left: Nanming Nan Ke and Master Hongjing.

Hongjing is not like those ordinary monks who have lost their minds and have no backbone, he understands that by doing so, Qiye is putting the burden of finding out the truth on himself.

Looking at the two vigorous Nan Ming and Nan Ke in front of him, who were both elite geniuses of Jingguang Temple, Hongjing felt both sad and disappointed in his heart, the gentleman did not stand on the dangerous wall and made things bigger, and both of them were at fault.

Originally, Jingguang Temple was already in turmoil because of Hongyuan's death, and at this time, he jumped out to blame the other party, and Nanming Nan was unable to get rid of it.

"Since it happened, it's fortunate to fix it. Hongjing's words were very slow, and he spoke every word very clearly. "The two of you are the outstanding geniuses of my Pure Light Temple, and you are the hope of the Pure Light Temple in the future. ”

But after today, the original two hopes may be forever missing from now on.

Thinking of this, Hongjing sighed again. Since the death of Master Hongyuan, he has often sighed, and his restless temperament, which was originally jealous and hateful, has also become calm.

In the past, there was Hongyuan, and he knew that the Jingguang Temple would be well managed, so he was very relieved to be strong. But now.

The entire Jingguang Temple turned out to be a mess, and only he could take on the burden of the temporary abbot. There is a heavy burden, and I have to be calm.

"Which of you two will come first?" Hongjing looked at the two young monks with complicated faces in front of him, and he couldn't tell who was lying from the surface.

It was Nan Ming who spoke first, and he repeated what he had said in the room with the three of them again. It's just that this retelling, there are no excuses for helping his junior brother Nan Ke at all, and some of them are all identifications of Nan Ke.

Nan Ke then confided in the evidence and truth they found in their room, hoping that Hongjing could clearly identify who was behind the scenes.

Hong Jing first listened to the narration of the two, his brows were furrowed like a bottomless ravine, the words of the two people were not perfect, and there were loopholes, but this imperfection and loopholes were reasonable.

"You've said so much, but there's one powerful thing missing, and that's human witnesses. After pondering for a moment, Hong Jing said that they had a common loophole.

Maybe it's not a loophole, but because of the lack of strong human evidence, the arguments of the two are not convincing.

"No!" a voice interrupted Hongjing's words, and the owner of the voice stepped out of the monks, and it turned out to be a small novice.

"I ...... I can testify that I saw Senior Brother Nan Ke enter the abbot's room and then came out very quickly. "No one thought that there was actually a little novice who saw Nan Ke coming in and out at that time.

Xiao Shami's words were very quiet, and he said it again and again, staring cautiously at Nanming, whose face was cloudy, both of them were his senior brothers, seniors.

The voice of the words was small, but it was like a powerful hammer, striking the hearts of each monk, bringing them bitterness and tenderness.

Nan Ke entered the abbot of Hongyuan's room, and then came out quickly, he couldn't kill the abbot of Hongyuan in such a short time, he was innocent.

Since someone has proved Nan Qi's innocence, the other one of the two is undoubtedly the murderer who killed the abbot of Hongyuan behind his back and intended to frame him, Nan Ming!

"Nanming, what else do you have to quibble!" As soon as Xiao Shami's words fell, he was already furious, like an angry King Kong, and his voice was like thunder.

He seems to have returned to the time when Master Hongyuan was not dead, the jealous and hateful, and the master Hongjing.

Nan Ming's face was stunned, I don't know if he didn't expect the appearance of the unexpected little novice, his lips twitched, as if he was constantly murmuring.

"Why, how could it be, it wouldn't, how could it be. Nan Ming hadn't recovered from the sudden blow, he hadn't believed what was happening in front of him, "Impossible, impossible, I confirmed at the time, there could be no people around." ”

Suddenly, Nan Ming stared at the little novice who had not yet retreated, and said with a hideous face: "You lie! Say! Why are you lying!"

"That's enough!" Hongjing stopped Nan Ming's madness with a snort, and he looked at this young genius of the Pure Light Temple with hatred.

"Nan Ming, Nan Ming, isn't Senior Brother Hongyuan good enough for you, aren't you so eager to ascend to the position of the presiding officer of the Jingguang Temple? Do you know what it is, where it is responsibility! It is a burden! It is not the fame and fortune you hope for!"

Nan Ming was scolded by Hong Jing, he seemed to be frightened, and the whole person staggered back a few steps, and he could stand firmly.

"No, I didn't kill the master, it's not like this!" Nan Ming's weak defense, no matter how pale he defended now, it was difficult to redeem the hearts of those who had been disappointed.

"Since what Nan Qi said is true, Senior Brother Hongyuan sat down on the futon and indeed wrote your name in blood, and the human and material evidence is conclusive, you still have to quibble!"

Hongjing said and closed his eyes deeply, no longer looking at and not wanting to look at the young monk who had disappointed him, his voice seemed to be ten years old.

"Come on, take Nan Ming down, murder the abbot is a heinous crime, abolish Nan Ming's cultivation and go to the confession prison, and he will not be allowed to leave for life!"

Nan Ming's mouth was still chattering and justifying, but there were already monks who stepped forward, ready to take away this wicked man who killed the abbot of Hongyuan and intended to frame his junior brother.

"Wait!" stopped the monk who was about to escort Nanming, Qiye's eyes looked at Hongjing who was standing in the center of the main hall, and said loudly.

Hongjing opened his eyes, he looked at Qiye in puzzlement, and didn't understand what Qiye was doing at this time. "Lord Qiubai, thank you very much for helping Jingguang Temple find the culprit who killed Senior Brother Hongyuan, and my Jingguang Temple will definitely have a lot of thanks!"

Qiye shook his head, he didn't thank Jingguang Temple for it, and even now he didn't know that it was He Qiwu who was talking about improving his strength today.

He said that he was not involved in this matter, but he had been observing for a long time, and it was only now that he was sure of the doubts and speculations in his heart.

"Master Hongjing, with all due respect, Nan Ming doesn't seem to be the real murderer of Master Hongyuan. ”

Qiye's words suddenly spread in the wind, making the eyes of the originally painful Jingguang Temple monks light up, could it be that this unpopular outsider can really prove Nanming's innocence?

It's just that the next words of Qiye are destined to continue to disappoint these hopeful monks.

"The person who really killed Master Hongyuan is you!Master Hongjing, his junior brother!"

Qiye's words ignited the originally sad atmosphere all of a sudden, and it was not enough to single out the dispute between the two young geniuses of the Jingguang Temple in Nanming and Nanke, he actually pointed the finger at the current acting abbot, Master Hongjing, the younger brother of Master Hongyuan.

Hongjing's brows furrowed, this was originally Jingguang Temple's own business, and it was already considered too much for Qiye to intervene in it.

And now, what he said was enough for Hongjing to blast him out of the Pure Light Temple, in the name of offending the substitute abbot.

But Qiye was obviously not ready to let Hongjing speak, he was like opening a chatterbox, pouring out the results of his speculation after half a day.

"I know you won't admit it, I have to say that Master Hongjing is worthy of a generation of masters, and he is careful and cautious in his work, and he can hardly find loopholes. I can only say that it's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. ”

"After you killed Master Hongyuan, you deliberately wrote Nanming's name in order to frame Nanming. But there are two things you didn't expect. ”

"First, you didn't expect Nan Qi to find the words under the futon, which was originally a reasonable explanation for the abbot's death that you were going to leave to yourself."

"Second, you didn't expect Nan Ming to take the lead in identifying Nan Qi, so that your original plan was disrupted. ”

Nanaya's words were said quickly, and he knew that if he didn't say it faster at the beginning, he would probably be thrown out by the monks of Jingguang Temple, and there would be no chance to reveal the truth.

Hong Jing's face was calm, and after he listened to Qiye's words, he couldn't help but snort and said, "It's all nonsense!"

"You can deny it, but you might as well ask Nan Ming why he would identify Nan Ming. If I'm not mistaken, it's because Nan Ming really just wants to slander Nan Ke, so that he can have the upper hand in the future abbot candidate. ”

Nan Ming, who was already like ashes, nodded his head like pecking rice. He finally recovered from the blow he had just received and began to speak sharply.

"That's right, that's right, I just wanted to frame Senior Brother Nan Ke, I didn't think about killing the abbot, I didn't kill the master!"

Qiye looked at Nan Ming, who kept nodding in acknowledgement, and sighed in his heart that people's hearts were sinister. He looked at Master Hongjing, whose face was becoming more and more angry, and continued unhurriedly: "I know that if you say this, everyone in the Jingguang Temple present will not believe it, I have evidence. ”

"First of all, as Nan Ming said, who would deliberately write with blood under the futon, this is not writing a book and telling a story, Master Hongyuan will not do such a mysterious thing, if he has the strength and time to write, he is enough to inform the whole temple who the murderer is. ”

"Besides, that little novice just now. Nan Ming kept muttering in astonishment, 'There can be no one else'. Presumably, before he was ready to frame Nan Qi, he had already confirmed at the scene that there was no third person and no witnesses. Then why would this little novice say such a thing? I just noticed that although he looked at Nan Ming and Nan Ke with a snarling look, the fear in his eyes was revealed to you, Master Hongjing!"

"Finally, and most crucially, I said at the beginning that Master Hongyuan, as a monk of the eighth realm of the magic technique, it is impossible for ordinary people to approach and poison him, or even assassinate him silently. If you want to do it, only someone he is familiar with and at ease must have a cultivation that is not far behind. And the closest thing to Master Hongyuan, and the one who is almost as good as him, is only Master Hongjing!"

Smack, smack, smack.

A crisp applause rang out, and Hongjing looked at Qiye and smiled, he didn't care about Qiye's words.

"Whatever you say, these are just your conjectures, and people without the ability will want to rely on conjecture and inference to determine the truth. ”

"Who said this is all speculation, I can find evidence!" At this time, Gu Xihan, who had not spoken, walked out from behind Qiye. His gaze was as deep and sharp as it had been when he first arrived at the Pure Light Temple.

He stared at Master Hongjing, who inexplicably sensed that something was wrong.

It seems that something that has been forgotten has become the key.