It is said that Shizun is a devil

"It's flooded, put out the fire!" With the beeping of bang bang bang three times, shouts began to come from the street, causing a commotion in the long silent night.

Crowds began to gather outside the flames, buckets of water were poured on the fire, and the fire began to spread rapidly. A woman's voice faintly called out: "Phoenix Fire!"

The little white sheep looked up and turned into a human form. His monster face was serious but a little calm. He took out a palm-sized transparent jade gourd from the Qiankun bag, unscrewed the mouth of the gourd, and the gourd was automatic and stable without wind. Steady rise in the upper half.The little white sheep made a formula with both hands, muttering something, the gourd turned somersault in mid-air, a thin stream of water poured out from its head, feet, and turned into a waterfall in the blink of an eye, rolling down toward the flames that covered the sky and the moon.The arrogant flame immediately lost its momentum when it encountered the waterfall, and was squeezed into a ball in a blink of an eye, unwilling to completely dissipate.

All the neighbors carrying buckets and various vehicles on the street looked at the three people who appeared in the flames with blank expressions.

The little white sheep took back the jade gourd, put it in the Qiankun bag, looked at Han Jing who was blindfolded by Han Jin, and sighed.

As soon as the phoenix fire was extinguished, the little bamboo shoot immediately jumped out of Hanjing's arms and jumped to the Wang family's father and daughter. The ground was already scorched black, and the cloth and the ashes of the corpse's skin were mixed together and it was difficult to distinguish. spread out.The tip of the small bamboo shoot rubbed against the shopkeeper, and then against Shuniang, until the whole body of the bamboo shoot was completely dark, without getting half a response.The little bamboo shoot lay between the Wang family's father and daughter, and the tip of the bamboo shoot silently oozes water. He has been beaten back to his original form and lost the ability to transform into a human form. As a plant, he has no vocal organs, and his original form can't even speak. Even though he couldn't speak, Han Jin and the little white sheep seemed to be able to hear the sobbing of the little bamboo shoot spirit.

"Monster! Monster!" An old voice came from the crowd fighting the fire, "The monster has killed someone!"

Han Jin turned his head, the night was pitch black, the firefighters didn't need torches before, and now they lit torches one after another, and vaguely saw the small bamboo shoots rolling left and right, and at the sound of "the monster killed" Driven by it, they all looked terrified.

Even though there are monks who can move mountains and seas in this world, most of them are ordinary people who do their duty. For them, monks are gods who attain the Tao through human beings, yearning, envy, and pursuit. All of them are not my race, their hearts must be different, the differences will be harmful, and the harm must be avoided.

In fact, everything in this world is just that you eat me and I eat you, people eat beasts, goblins eat people, it is the most normal natural law, as long as humans still eat meat, it is unreasonable to criticize beasts as vegetarians, but humans will always think too much of themselves He regards himself as the leader of all things, the head of all spirits, his status is unshakable, and he must not accept himself as the food of wild beasts, so monsters must have a pass.The meaning of the passport is: How can you and other lowly monsters run rampant in the world.

And in such a tragic scene, once a demon appears, no matter if he is innocent or not, he must be the first person to be suspected, for no other reason than that he is a demon.

He is a demon, and his appearance here is the biggest mistake.

Even though the little bamboo shoot couldn't help crying, the people on the street had already raised up all the tools they had at hand, and even the unarmed ones raised the vehicles they carried for firefighting, carefully looking at the little bamboo shoot, although there were only whispers, But the faces illuminated by the fire were clearly full of anger.

Han Jing finally pushed Han Jin's palm away. He glanced at the corpses of the Wang family's father and daughter, and his eyes fell on the bamboo shoots that kept running back and forth between the two corpses.He stretched out his hand and caught the little bamboo shoot. The little bamboo shoot raised the tip of the bamboo shoot and was stunned for a moment, as if suddenly thinking of something, rubbing Han Jing's hand and bringing it to the corpse.

Han Jing's hand couldn't reach out.

"I'm sorry, I can't save them." Han Jing clenched his fists, his five fingers were tense and his bones were clearly defined, his throat seemed to be blocked by something sharp, and he felt a little pain when he spoke, "They are already dead, what do you know Did you call him dead?"

The tip of the small bamboo shoot tilted to the Wang family's father and daughter, and then to Hanjing, shaking from side to side.

Han Jing squatted down, looked at the little bamboo shoots, and said softly, "It's just death. They moved away and never came back. You should go back to the bamboo forest."

The little bamboo shoot desperately shook the tip of the bamboo shoot left and right, jumped back a few steps, retreated between the father and daughter of the Wang family, and did not move.

Han Jing stretched out his hand to catch him, but the little bamboo shoot stubbornly jumped away and stood on top of Shu Niang.

Neighbors are getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, standing out from all the whispers, ridicule and hatred didn't even bother to hide: "You all have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, these three, the one in the blue gown is Xiawei Zongping The master of Bofeng Peak is Han Jing, and the one carrying a sword is Han Jin, an apprentice of Han Jing, the former master of the Xiawei Sect. The one in the white shirt is presumably the elder of Yuanhua Pavilion, who is now the divine beast of Han Jing, You Linshui. The name of the master Han Jing, Have you all heard of it?"

There was an instant silence in the crowd.The name of Hanjing, even ordinary people who don't practice, can hear a thing or two from the stories passed down by the monk.

Han Jin looked at the person who spoke, and could hardly control the anger in his chest: "You evil cultivator! Master and I saved your life, what do you mean by these words?!"

Qu Xie dressed neatly and stood with the nuns from Niaomingpu, with a smirk on his face, and said in a hateful voice: "It's not interesting, just to see that some people don't know the three masters, let me introduce you a little bit."

The female nuns in Niaomingpu looked at Han Jing who was squatting on the ground and stretched out his hand to the small bamboo shoots. They all frowned beautifully and talked in low voices.

Except for the female cultivators from Niaomingpu, everyone else was startled, and quietly left the evil far away, letting out the strange combination of this evil cultivator and a group of female cultivators.

Han Jin knew that Han Jing's reputation had already been completely ruined. At the scene at this time, if he reported the attitude of the clean up by himself and said nothing, it would only make Han Jing carry more rumors. Glaring at Quxie, he said loudly: "Little Bamboo Shoot is a goblin on the Green Mountain of the Wang Family, and the adopted son of the shopkeeper Wang. The Wang family was killed. He was beaten back to his original shape in order to protect the Wang Family. There was a chance, Xiaozhusun hurriedly went to the inn to ask for help, and we came with Xiaozhusun, but the father and daughter of the Wang family have already died, and there is no way to recover."

Qu Xie sneered: "This is really a coincidence. This little bamboo shoot spirit is also blessed. He happened to know the three fairy elders, and he just happened to be able to escape to the inn in the west of the city after being beaten back to his original form. The three immortal elders also happened to know each other." Arriving just after the death of the Wang family father and daughter, is it possible that everything in the world has its own destiny?"

The little white sheep stood beside Han Jing, looking coldly at Qu Xie with long narrow eyes: "The yin and yang are strange, if you have something to say, you may as well just say it, do you think this silly bamboo shoot is the murderer, or are we the murderer?"

Qu Xie put away his smirk, and looked back coldly with his black eyes: "Don't dare to offend the three masters."

The little white sheep let out a sneer from its nose: "Xiexiu, you were hunted down last year and fell into a coma in the bamboo forest. Do you know who saved your life? Your life is in danger. Do you know who took all the bamboo forest in Cuishan for you?" Essence life extension?"

Going to the evil side to show humiliation: "It's you."

The blue eyes of the little white sheep are like the stormy sea: "It's not us, Han Jingyue and I just went down the mountain, and if you don't have the essence of the bamboo forest to continue your life, you will end up no different from the father and daughter of the Wang family."

Qu Xie's expression froze, his gaze flicked over the little bamboo shoot, and then back to the little white sheep's face: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Everyone in the world knows that monsters must be cunning, but people have good and evil, and monsters have idiots. This little bamboo shoot has never met you. In order to save you, it has exhausted the essence of the bamboo in the place where it lives. Facing a big monster like me If you are afraid of dying, you still insist on refusing to abandon you. After confirming that your evil poison has gone, you can relax and join the Wang family happily. When you are about to die, he will save you and protect you. Your life is safe, and he does not need anything in return from you. Now that he is in a catastrophe, his relatives have passed away, he was beaten back to his original form, and his cultivation has been lost. Because of your grudge against Han Jing, you suspect that such a stupid bamboo shoot is the murderer, or our accomplice. Isn't he just stupid? I don’t know how to repay your kindness in the world. Do you deserve to be suspected like this? Do you have any brains? With me and Han Jing’s cultivation base, these little bamboo shoots are mere grass plant demons who are afraid of fire. Clan, do you want to use this method of setting fire to commit earth-shattering murders, and then stay where you are and be caught by you? Are we mentally ill or are you too stupid?"

The neighbors looked at each other for a moment, confused.Qu Xie looked at the little bamboo shoot who was stubbornly standing beside Shu Niang and refused to leave with Han Jing, and closed his mouth.

Little Aries won a round and took the opportunity to start a war: "It's you, the evil cultivator. You have a grudge against Han Jing, and you intend to take revenge. Knowing that Han Jing has a bad reputation, maybe during the poisoning period, although you seemed to be in a coma, you were actually clear-headed. After listening to everything that happened between us and us, after waking up, I set up this poisonous plan to frame Hanjing, right?"

Go to Xiemei Peak and stand upright: "Nonsense! I stayed in the inn tonight and never went out, and this fire is a Phoenix fire. I don't have a Phoenix beast, and I can't control the Phoenix fire that has left the Phoenix clan with my cultivation. .Although I am an evil cultivator, I didn’t choose it myself. My mother named me Quxie because she hoped that I would get rid of my evil nature and return to the righteous way. Even if you didn’t do this, you can’t spit on others at will!”

The little white sheep gave a "tsk" sound: "Understood, so you are only allowed to spout blood, but we are not allowed to make guesses."

Qu Xie was furious, his gentle and delicate face flushed red, he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a gong sounded from afar.

"Wangyuan Mansion investigates the case, everyone stays where they are, waiting for the investigation!"

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