[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

It was Gu Zhaoxi who made the noise in the audience. Gu Zhaoxi saw the person who jumped off the roof, snorted coldly and sat back under the eyes of everyone.The players followed his gaze and saw that such a dramatic appearance was definitely none other than Sect Leader Song.

In an instant, there was a sound of complaints from dramatists.

Song Wenshen straightened his clothes with a smile, and gave a fist to the audience. "Leader Fang, I have something to say."

"The clue on my side is about Skillful Bai Qing. Bai Qing is Shen Yiqiu's disciple. She doesn't look like a martial artist but she appeared in the Fuqu Sect, because that day was Qixi Festival, and she and her lover agreed to meet there."

"Bai Qing's wet nurse Ni Sanniang used to be Yang Zhi's wife, and Yang knew that she had betrayed her and committed suicide. Bai Qing's revenge for the wet nurse was Bai Qing's motive for killing." Song Wen glanced at Ji Zhen deeply, "As for why Ni San Niang committed suicide, thanks to Tu Helping the Lord with this clue. It seems that it is because Yang knew that he had an illegitimate child outside."

Tu An pursed his lips tightly, staring at Song Wenshen with heavy eyes.Tu'an was tall and burly, nearly two meters in length, standing like a glaring diamond, even if he didn't make a sound, there was an invisible pressure.

"Bai Qing is a weak woman, she doesn't have martial arts to kill people." Fang Tianzheng said.

Song Wenshen nodded, "But her lover can. Is he Meng Shaoxia?"

Meng Zifei, the acting head of the Baihumen and the eldest disciple, with a refined and elegant face, was given the nickname Yumian Xiaolangjun. He calmly bowed to Song Wenshen, walked to Bai Qing and held her hand. "Just like Sect Leader Song said, Qingmei and I have long been determined to each other for life. There is nothing to hide."

Without waiting for Song Wenshen to ask, he calmly said, "My teacher already knew about me and Qingmei, and originally planned to choose an auspicious day to prepare for the wedding on the Qixi Festival, but I didn't expect my teacher to suffer misfortune." After finishing speaking, his eyes turned red, white Seeing this, Qing whispered a few words of comfort to him.

"The head of the Meng Dynasty is benevolent and filial, not like a rebel who would kill his master." Fang Tianzheng looked at Meng Zifei kindly, "The head of the Song Dynasty should not be identified indiscriminately."

The key evidence is not enough, such a sentence came to Song Wenshen's mind.It's a pity that he acted too hastily and didn't get the mission props.At the same time, the system notification reminded him that Bai Qing's friendliness was constantly dropping, which could be said to be a failure.He subconsciously searched for the player named Zhongshan Xiao among the players, wondering if this person would have any props in his hand. "If there are friends in the audience who have mission props, please come on stage together."

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd, and someone shouted, "Master Song is asking for help outside the arena! This is really out of the question hahahaha."

Song Wenshen showed a wry smile, and cupped his fists at the man, "I'm too impatient."

"I have evidence." At this time, Gu Zhaoxi suddenly jumped onto the ring, with a gorgeous and graceful Yiqinmen Qinggong Jiangshan Qianxue, coupled with Gu Zhaoxi's tall and straight figure, it was very eye-catching.This is not the time to complain about Gu Zhaoxi's pretense, Song Wenshen rubbed his face, showed a loving smile like an old mother, and encouraged Brother Gu to continue with his eyes.

Seeing that wretched face, Gu Zhaoxi shuddered suddenly, cursed insanely, kicked someone Song who was standing in the center and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Xiao Xi is handsome!" Headmaster Song slapped the side with a smile like a fool, trying to create an atmosphere for Brother Gu.

A vein popped out on the top of Gu Zhaoxi's head, and she really wanted to beat this idiot off stage.Seeing that this guy changed his posture, instead of clapping his hands, he winked at him, and his mouth seemed to be saying the word cooperation.For the sake of peace in front of him, he reluctantly nodded his head, and head Song immediately put away his small movements and stood aside obediently like a quail.

Gu Zhaoxi took out a letter, "This is the letter you wrote to the Devil's Secret Yintong on June [-]th. The letter worried that Yang knew that he wanted to pass on the headship to his junior brother Mu Han, and invited the Secret Yintong to assassinate him together." Your master, Mi Yintong is Yang's old enemy, the two have fought many times, and they also appeared at the scene on Qixi Festival."

Meng Zifei's complexion changed suddenly, and he clenched the sword around his waist uneasily.

Fang Tianzheng was furious, "You traitor who killed your master! What else do you have to say!"

Meng Zifei's figure was shaky, and he gritted his teeth, "I didn't kill Master."

Fang Tianzheng snorted, "Come here, lock up Bai Qing, Meng Zifei, and Jizhen. Wait for the judgment tomorrow."

That night, eight NPC suspects stayed in the Yuelai Inn in Nanjiang City, waiting for the next day's mission plot.Song Wenshen watched Bai Qing and the others walk into the heavily guarded small courtyard of the Wulin League, and felt a little strange, why did it take one night to watch the plot?

"Do you feel weird?"

Hua Baimei patted him on the shoulder, "Good job, Meng Zifei is very suspicious. The system task has updated the plot introduction just now, and tomorrow may be the vote of the whole world." He looked at the forum of anti-Yingtian, "this task It may be necessary to rely on all players to vote for the murderer. The fewer public trials used to catch the murderer, the higher the reward."

"Throw Mencius out first." Gu Zhaoxi turned to Long Xuesong and said, "Speak up with the other gangs."

Song Wen touched his chin deeply, and that weird feeling still lingered.

Why wait until tomorrow if it's just to vote?How do I feel my heart is hairy.

Long Xuesong hospitablely slapped the opponent's shoulder, "Brother, don't think too much."

In the early morning of the next day, the system issued a server-wide announcement.

[NPC Meng Zifei died]

...It really is unknown! ! !When the system announcement was made, Song Wenshen was pulling Gu Mei to have breakfast on the streets of Nanjiang City. When he heard the news, he almost choked to death on a mouthful of buns. He glanced at the sky, and dragged Gu Mei who was concentrating on eating small wontons, and ran away.

Song Wenshen practiced his lightness kung fu and ran all the way to the Yuelai Inn, with several homing pigeons following behind him like cannonballs.As soon as the man approached the Yuelai Inn, his shoulders suddenly sank, and the two weapons weighed heavily on his shoulders.As soon as he looked at the trident with the cold light, he immediately recalled the fear of being forked out in the martial arts league, and his heart was so cold. "Brother, calm down."

The guard looked coldly, "Master Song, the lord is looking for you, yet you still have the guts to show up."

Song Wenshen had a playful smile on his face, "Yes, I still have my heart, liver, spleen and lungs."

The guards of the Wulin League paused for a second, and the army of pigeons that had been running all over the city with Song Wenshen finally arrived at this moment, and with a bang, they hit Song Wenshen on the forehead one by one.Poor Head Song was restrained by the guards and couldn't hide, the silver crown was crooked, and there was still a bird feather sticking to his temple.

The head of Song's forehead turned red. Gu Zhaoci stretched out his hand to push the feather away, only to hear the other party howling like a play, "The husband is in jail, and the little lady is crying." Gu Zhaoci stopped for a while, Then the other party continued to yell, "I'm hurt, I need sister Gu to kiss me to get better!"

Gu Zhaoci didn't respond yet, only heard a roar from behind, "Go to hell!"

A meat bun was firmly slammed into the face, Song Wenshen opened his mouth, holding the bun with a slack posture, "The high-grade meat bun with ten copper coins really tastes different."

Gu Zhaoxi was furious, his breakfast was cheaper than this boy, half of the star-washing sword was out of its sheath, and he saw the guard with two weapons on his neck chasing the guards of the Wulin League towards the Yuelai Inn.In the inner courtyard of Yuelai Inn, Fang Tianzheng looked serious, "Master Song, what's going on?"

Song Wenshen bit a bun in his mouth, subconsciously shook his head, you ask me, who am I asking?

"Meng Zifei died tragically in Room No. [-] of Dizi this morning." Fang Tianzheng was heartbroken, "The cause of death is still turmeric poisoning."

"Yesterday, the head of the martial arts public trial Song publicly identified Meng Zifei as the murderer in the Baihumen case. Meng Shaoxia was brutally killed this morning, which shows that Meng Zifei is not the real murderer."

"Leader Mingjian." Tu An folded his arms to watch the commotion, seeing that Song Wenshen was unlucky and spared no effort to add insult to injury. "I think he is an accomplice."

Song Wen sneered deeply, "Pull you down, you're still an accomplice." Fang Tianzheng nodded in agreement the next second, which surprised people. "No way..." He couldn't help cursing.

"Sect Leader Song disappointed the old man too much." Fang Tianzheng shook his head, "He actually got along with that demon girl in white."

"Wait, what white-clothed witch?" Song Wenshen didn't hear right, but when the system heard another notification sound, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

Gu Zhaoci held the opponent's hand, signaling him to calm down.He looked at Bai Qing who was standing in the courtyard wiping tears, and thought of something, "What does Miss Hu look like?"

"Ah?" Song Wenshen was puzzled, "Not as good-looking as you, why are you jealous at this time, Miss Gu?"

Gu Zhaoci was speechless, "Does she look like a saint in white clothes?"

"I'll go!" Song Wenshen suddenly realized, "That stupid task is not over yet!" He recalled all the clues and unique pattern decorations on Miss Hu, and took out the red embroidered cloth that Miss Hu gave him from the package, "This is her given."

Gu Zhaoxi snatched it away, glanced at it and threw the red cloth back at Song Wenshen, cursing at his face. "You are fucking blind! You can't see such an obvious flame lotus pattern!"

Song Wenshen thumped twice, "Isn't this a little bat?"

Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a dying fool.

Song Wenshen described Miss Hu's appearance, and everyone present said in unison, "That's the saint Hu'er who escaped from the battle of the White Clothes Sect!"

"No wonder I was injured. I hid from Shen Yiqiu's place for a long time and played embroidery." Song Wenshen was very wronged. He was the only one who didn't see what Huer looked like when he was fighting the boss. How can he be blamed for this! "Hua Baimei, you are responsible! You are responsible for this!"

What responded to him was the pink sword energy of Crimson Yanjian.

Song Wenshen babbled twice, feeling aggrieved, and shouted in a hurry, "Who knows that there will be a follow-up to this unlucky mission! I said how come there are so many players in Pill City and no one found that small courtyard! There is no way to trigger emotions Mission!"

You are right!

Hua Baimei pulled out the Crimson Sword and turned to Fang Tianzheng, "Leader Fang, Hua is willing to help this kid improve his memory!"

"Old Hua, you used to ask Xiao Tiantian to kiss her, but now it's useless and you want to kill me for a reward?" Headmaster Song was crying on the sidelines.

"you shut up!"

Hua Baimei glanced at the players stretching their necks to listen to the gossip, and thought that today they had to go to the gossip edition of Yibao. "Brother Gu, don't get me wrong, we don't have that kind of relationship!"

"You shit-stirring stick!" Gu Zhaoxi gritted her teeth.An Tianxia tried his best to obtain key clues from Meng Zifei's quest line. Because Song Wenshen accidentally stepped into a trap, all previous efforts were wasted, and even the chicken that laid the golden eggs was assassinated.

"It can be seen that Meng Zifei is not the real culprit." Song Wenshen was stubborn.

"In this case." Fang Tianzheng interrupted the farce of several people, "Someone here will take Song Wenshen into the water prison of Luzhou Wulin League."

The author has something to say: The crying head Song has nothing to say today