Our lord is upright [crossing]

On the second day, Rong Zhenzhen kept his word, and he really wanted to go to Wushan to send Na Luo Changqing back, but before he left, Lingyou walked in with a serious expression, and whispered: "Leader, Something big happened."

"The young head of the Wushan faction has committed suicide."

Rong Zhenzhen walked over quickly, frowned and said, "Really?"

"Really." Lingyou took out a letter from his arms and continued: "The subordinate just received the letter from the Wushan faction, and will return immediately."

Rong Zhenzhen took the letter and read it from beginning to end, and it was indeed a letter written by Luo Junfei, the head of the Wushan School.

"Let's go to the Wushan faction now." After finishing speaking, Rong Zhenzhen took the cloak and tied it casually, turned around and was about to go out, just in time to run into Rong Xiongfei who came in.

"Brother, something went wrong?" Rong Xiongfei saw that his elder brother, who was usually out of date, looked unhappy, and knew that something must have happened.

"It just so happens that you are here, follow me out the door." Rong Zhenzhen patted Rong Xiongfei on the shoulder, passed her and walked quickly to the gate, Lingyou had already arranged for a horse to wait.

The three of them rushed out of Wancheng all the way, and at night they arrived at the Wushan faction not far outside the city.

The usually solemn and solemn Wushan School is brightly lit at this time, and white banners are hung everywhere, which makes people feel desolate for no reason on such a cold and snowy night.

Rong Zhenzhen dismounted and walked in front of the disciples guarding the gate, showed his leader's order, walked all the way to the inner hall without any hindrance, and saw the old master who was crying loudly.

He went forward and first picked up the incense and worshiped Luo Changqing's coffin twice, then he lowered his body to comfort the old head: "Sect Master Luo, please mourn."

Head Luo used to be a high-spirited master. Although he was 60 years old, he didn't look that old because of his years of martial arts practice. Although he always doted on his only son, he was still very upright. This time Having suffered such a blow, he was even older than Head Qiu.

His expression looked hopeless, and no one could accept that the son he had finally acquired was gone.

"Leader, my son is useless, I always knew..." Luo Changqing was filled with grief and indignation, but still couldn't get over the pain of losing his son. He knelt on the futon and stared straight at the black coffin in front of him, as if he was Muttering to himself, "I told him a long time ago that he should not associate with that woman. There are so many women in the world, what kind of woman does he want?"

"He just didn't listen, and he followed the devil and obeyed that woman. He often quarreled with me because of her." Luo Changqing suppressed the great pain in his heart, and said again: "But the leader, my child is the one I watched and grew up with. Big one, he's a bit of a jerk and doesn't learn well, but he can't do such an outrageous thing."

"Our Wushan faction has always followed the ancestors' precepts to be diligent and diligent since the founding of the school, and never did anything against the morals of the world. We are always young and dandy, but we never have the courage to do such things... I It's his father, I know..."

Rong Zhenzhen listened to him quietly at the side, and finally asked: "Then before he committed suicide, did he say anything to you?"

"No." Master Luo shook his head and said, "Before that woman's accident, I hadn't seen Chang Qing for several days, he did come back that night, I just thought he was fooling around for another night, and I wanted to give him some He was locked up in the ancestral hall and only found out about Miss Yingying the next day."

Rong Zhenzhen hardly got any useful information, he believed that the head of Luo would not lie, his character was still worthy of trust, his eagerness to love his son would make people lose their eyes, but he would not talk nonsense on such a matter.

"Can I search the room of the young master?" Rong Zhenzhen asked for his opinion, "The deaths of the young master and Miss Yingying are too strange, I think there must be something hidden in it, maybe there is something hidden in his room If you find any clues, if it is not the young master's actions, maybe you can still return his innocence."

Head Luo couldn't care about anything right now, he didn't have the energy to deal with anything at all, he nodded at whatever Rong Zhenzhen said, with a look of despair that everything was over.

Rong Zhenzhen turned her head and nodded to Lingyou and Rong Xiongfei, signaling them to move.

He himself knelt and sat in the mourning hall with Head Luo, staring at Luo Changqing's coffin in a daze.

I don't know why, but he always has a bad premonition in his heart. It seems that starting from this incident, his previous salty life may come to an end, and there will be all kinds of strange things in the future. Strange things come up.

Couldn't it be, he actually traveled through a world similar to Conan's, right?

Rong Zhenzhen suddenly felt sad. He was really miserable. He lived for 20 years in his previous life, and he traveled through time for almost 20 years in this life. In his 40 years of life, he had no one to talk to, and he had to go around solving cases for others. Can it be better?

After some time, Rong Xiongfei came back, with a more serious expression on his face than before, it seemed that he must have stumbled over something serious.

"Brother, Luo Changqing actually colluded with the Demon Cult!"

Rong was really stunned.

Head Luo was also stunned.

The crime of colluding with the Demon Sect is definitely not light. Since ancient times, the Central Plains Wulin has not been incompatible with the Western Regions Demon Sect. In the early years, the two factions fought to the death and almost wiped out each other. Later, they each retreated to a corner to recuperate. This is in exchange for the strength of the Central Plains Wulin for more than ten years. .

For so many years, the Devil's Cult has always been a thorn in the heart of the martial arts in the Central Plains, and it is a taboo topic for everyone in the Jianghu. No one dares to bring it up lightly, for fear of being retaliated.

If Luo Changqing really colluded with the Demon Sect, he would be cast aside by the Central Plains martial arts until he died.

Before Rong Zhenzhen came back to his senses, Sect Leader Luo exploded. He stood up without hesitation and roared angrily: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense! Chang Qing will never do such a thing!"

Rong Xiongfei snorted coldly, took out a letter from his pocket, opened it and threw it at his feet, "Look for yourself. If you still don't believe me, I have other things here, you are satisfied."

After finishing speaking, she took out another jade pendant and put it in Rong Zhenzhen's hand and said, "Look, brother, this is the token of the Demon Cult."

Rong Zhenzhen looked down at the black crescent jade pendant in his hand, the whole body was smooth and moist, it should be a high-quality jade, in this world, this kind of black jade can only be produced in the Western Regions, and it has always been brought by the so-called Demon Sect It is used as an accessory by disciples in the church.

After a while, Lingyou also came out, he was still carrying a package in his hand, and there was a foul smell coming from it, he said to Rong Zhenzhen: "Master, this subordinate found this in the room of the young master... This stillborn."

"There has always been a rumor in the Demonic Cult of the Western Regions that a woman with an extremely yin physique conceives a child and chooses a suitable time to give birth to an offspring at the full eighth month... After special treatment, it can be used as a sacrifice to the Great Kun that you have always enshrined. My god, it is said to have divine power."

"Are you sure?" It was impossible for Rong Zhenzhen not to be surprised.

"Exactly." Lingyou replied, "It is true that my subordinates found many objects related to the Demon Cult in the Young Master's house, as well as things for making utensils."

Before Rong Zhenzhen could speak, Master Luo knelt down, "Leader...Leader, Chang Qing would never do such a thing, please be aware..."

Once this reputation spreads, the Wushan faction will definitely be crusaded by other martial arts alliances. Luo Changqing is the young head, and the young head has colluded with the Demon Sect, so has the entire sect joined forces with the Demon Sect?

Although Rong Zhenzhen didn't think the matter was serious, the ancient people's thinking was different from the modern people's. He helped head Luo up and said sincerely: "Master Luo, the current matter is not yet settled. Do not worry."

"I will block the news first, so that no one else will know about it for the time being. You have to control the tongue of your own people, the head of the sect. I will go back first and deal with this matter in a few days."

After all, he took Lingyou Xiongfei and left with Lingyou Xiongfei after a few words of relief. He braved the heavy snow and returned to the leader's mansion. Along the way, he also came back with all the things related to the Demon Cult that he dug out from Luo Changqing's mansion. He needed time. To organize these data.

Ah Ruan sat on the porch and waited quietly. When he saw Rong Zhenzhen's figure appearing in front of him, he stood up from the ground in surprise and shouted: "Leader, you are back!"

"Why are you waiting for me again?" Rong Zhenzhen looked up at the night sky, it was almost one in the middle of the night, how long has this child been waiting here?

"The little one can't sleep, I'm afraid the leader will come back and ask for hot water." A Ruan didn't care, turned around and lifted the kettle from the stove, and said happily: "Master, you go into the room to rest, and the little one will boil it for you." Good water."

Rong Zhenzhen was a little tired. He followed Ah Ruan into the room and closed the door. He took off his cloak and sat at the table, looking at the black crescent jade pendant in his hand repeatedly under the lamp. What artificial traces, he quite likes this style.

Ah Ruan poured hot water and was about to ask him to wash his face, but when he turned his head and saw the object in Rong Zhenzhen's hand under the lamp, the expression on his face became stiff.

It was a token of their holy religion, how could it be in Rong Zhenzhen's hands?Could it be that someone in their teaching was caught showing his feet?

"Is this jade pendant good-looking?" After seeing enough, Rong Zhenzhen raised his head and asked A Ruan.

Ah Ruan changed his face in a second, walked forward and pretended to be calm and asked: "It looks good, but the color of this jade is too strange, I have never seen such a unique thing before."

"I haven't seen it either." Rong Zhenzhen put the jade under the candlelight and looked at it carefully, and found that there was no impurity in it, and the light passed through without hindrance, just like beautiful black glass.

"Is this thing produced by the Devil's Cult? The Devil's Cult...what's its name?" Rong Zhenzhen was talking to himself, so he didn't pay attention to Ah Ruan beside him.

Of course Ah Ruan couldn't answer his question. After serving Rong Zhenzhen and washing up, he left the room according to the rules, stood outside the door for a while, and then quickly returned to his room.

He took out the jade bottle given by Bai Qinghong from the dark cabinet next to the bed, released the green bud spider inside, and said in a low voice: "Notify Bai Qinghong, let him come to this seat when he is free."

The green bud spider turned around in a circle, and quickly disappeared by the window, not knowing where it went.

Yan Ruan sat alone in front of the bed and did not turn on the lamp. His room was as cold as an ice cellar, but he didn't notice it.

That jade pendant... where did Rong Zhenzhen get it?Does he have some conspiracy?Or... is he planning to take the initiative to attack them?

Otherwise, just kill him in advance.