different paths

In the main hall where Taichong Sword Sect's Sword Sect resides, there are lights and festoons. Under the brilliant lights, bright silk wraps each beam, giving it a gorgeous and enchanting beauty.The main door of the main hall was wide open, silently welcoming guests from afar.

It's a pity that there is no piano, no harp, no singing and no dancing among such gorgeous carved railings and paintings.In the center of the hall that was once filled with coffins, now there is only one person sitting.He was leaning halfway in front of the table, wearing a gorgeous red robe, with black hair flowing down like a waterfall, one red and one black, so beautiful that he was domineering and flamboyant.

He is Qin Chi, a genius swordsman, and the head of Taichong Sword Sect, Ye Zanghua.But no matter what kind of identity, he has never shown such a breathtaking beauty.

Seeing the figures of the two getting closer, he smiled back without haste, the corners of his lips were slightly turned up, his brows were curved, and there was a bit of youthfulness in the tall colorful flags.

"You are here." He greeted warmly like a diligent host.

"We're here." Jia Wujue responded politely like Zhili's guest, and Shi Shiran sat on the empty chair beside him.

For a while, no one spoke, and the room was silent.There was only the sound of the peeling lights intertwined with the three people's gentle breathing, and a depressive atmosphere spread.With the sound of "broken", in another lantern, the ashes bloomed the last flowers on the flame of the wick, Ye Zanghua finally opened her red lips lightly, and opened her mouth first.

"Don't you want to ask something?" He had a leisurely attitude. I don't know if it was because he was confident in his chest, or because he had nothing to worry about.

Jia Wuchai looked straight at him: "Is there a problem with those two glasses of wine?"

"Heh." Ye Zanghua said with a smile as if he had heard some very funny joke, "Even if there is a problem, you have already drank it, so what's the use of asking?"

Jia Wuju was startled when he heard the words, knowing that his vague anxiety might come true, but his face was very calm: "I would rather die knowingly than deceive myself."

"Wubao never disappoints me." Ye Zanghua smiled, "Don't worry, I will naturally tell you the secret in the wine after you explain it to me."

"Solve the confusion?" Jia Wuju cupped his hands slightly, "Master Ye is amazing and talented, do you still need me to wait for ordinary people to solve the confusion? I can't afford it, I can't afford it."

There was [-]% irony in his words, but Ye Zanghua was not annoyed, and Furong still had a smile on her face: "Wuhua is smart and smart, so he deserves it." As he spoke, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes, "When did you suspect me?"

"Just say what I say, it's too early." Jia Wu smiled like a rascal, "I doubted you when I first met you."

Yue Chentan sat on the wooden chair, and only said three words: "Zhang Dahu."

"You're actually older than me?" Jia Wuchai looked at Yue Chentan in surprise, "Okay, brother Yue, it's well hidden." He saw the other side's face tense up, but he didn't say anything again. Respond to him.Could it be that this person is still treating his anger with him?Aren't monks tolerant? Why is this person so stingy? Jia Wuchai curled his lips.

Ye Zanghua's eyes fluttered, and he glanced at the faces of the two of them, and then said: "In this way, it's not too late."

"Master Ye may not know, but I've been suspicious since I was a child." Jia Wuchao gritted his teeth, and then said, "Do you think there will be such a coincidence in this world? Chasing the man in black happened to meet you , who could have caught people, but was disturbed by the sound of the piano."

"That's not what Wuchao said at the time." Ye Zanghua smiled sweetly, "Your words made me want to have sex with you."

"Thank you, Master Ye, for your appreciation." Jia Wuju raised his eyebrows, "Master Ye is a person who wants to do great things, and we can't climb high."

"Hey, I really miss you from the past." Ye Zanghua's tone was familiar and affectionate, "Even if it's a lie, it still makes people feel very comfortable." As he spoke, he looked at Yue Chentan with deep meaning With a glance, "Shen Tan, do you think so?"

The confrontation with Ye Zanghua did not make Jia Wuhai nervous, but the other party's "Shen Tan" lifted his whole heart.Out of the corner of his eye, Yue Chentan sat stiffly on the wooden chair as if someone had acupuncture points to seal his throat. When he was asked, his thin lips were still tightly pressed, and his throat did not move at all.

For some reason, Jia Wuchai really wanted to hear something from Yue Chentan, even if it was to make a little noise.But the other party was not as he wished, and when he listened carefully, he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, let alone other sounds.

Is this person trying to fight against himself?Temper is really hard as a rock.Jia Wukai held his breath in his heart and looked away.

"It seems that Shen Tan doesn't want to talk too much with me." Ye Zanghua answered Yue Shentan's question with a smile, and his eyes fell on Jia Wujue again, "As friends who didn't care about each other's appearance, Wuju You shouldn't mind telling me where the flaws are exposed?"

Jia Wukai was in a bad mood, and his tone became unhappy.He snorted coldly: "That's too much. Brother Cai Yue said Zhang Dahu just now, but he reminded me that he pointed to a plum tree before he died. At that time, we all thought he was correcting Mei Dulin. Thinking about it now, I'm afraid He meant something else."

"Oh?" Ye Zanghua narrowed his eyes.

"It was summer, and the plum tree hadn't bloomed, and there was only a tree with dense leaves. Therefore, it is possible that the murderer suggested by the other party was not Mei Dulin, but you." Jia Wujue glanced at Ye Zanghua, his voice Slightly raised, "Of course, there are other possibilities."

"Other possibilities?" Ye Zanghua finally stopped wearing a smiling mask at this time, his smile was slightly restrained, and his whole face was sharp, "What other possibilities?"

"Why should I tell you?" Jia Wuchai looked at him leisurely, "If you don't tell me the secret of those two glasses of wine, I will naturally choose not to tell you what other possibilities are."

"Forget it." Ye Zanghua's eyes darkened, her voice was as cold as metal, "Continue."

Jia Wuchao didn't care about his change of attitude, and said in a dawdly way: "After Zhang Dahu, you and the man in black appeared at the same time. Anyone who is not hopelessly stupid would suspect this kind of coincidence. The same is true with Daoist Taiyin, he Why is there no grass growing around the house? Why did he suddenly go crazy when he saw the leaves?" Jia Wujue said meaningfully, "I'm afraid this real person is very sensitive to the words of leaves, flowers, and grass, and he doesn't even want to take another look."

"You observe quite carefully." Ye Zanghua looked at him with deep eyes.

"Thank you for Brother Yue's help." Jia Wujue quickly glanced at the rock-solid figure on one side, and continued, "Then the three major sword sects made trouble in the main hall. Brother Yue and I went first, You have not arrived yet. It is only a few hundred steps from the end of the mountain road to the main hall, so why did you arrive so late? It must have been done on purpose." As he spoke, his gaze shot straight at Ye Zanghua's cheek like a sharp arrow On his face, "I'm afraid you are not that interested in me. What you really want to test is Brother Yue's depth."