different paths

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Chentan leaped forward and rescued the corpses that had been hanging for a long time: "The dead are the most important, let's bury them."

His movement was so fast that Jia Wuchai fell back onto the wheelchair without even seeing him clearly.Such lightness kung fu can really be performed by a person with leg problems?Jia Wuzhen was full of doubts.

However, he didn't show anything on his face, he just nodded and bent down to carry the corpse out.At this time, Zhang Dahu's screams suddenly came from outside the house.When the two of them rushed out, Zhang Dahu was already writhing in pain in the mud pit, foaming at the mouth, his hands covered in mud ruthlessly strangled his throat, as if he wanted to strangle himself to death.

"Zhang Dahu, what's the matter?" Jia Wuchai leaped to Zhang Dahu's side, held up his head, and asked anxiously.

Zhang Dahu howled dryly, "ahhh", but couldn't say another word.Jia Wuhai tried to get some useful information from his chaotic cries, but he heard nothing except the miserable cries.At this time, Yue Chentan said to Zhang Dahu calmly: "If you can't speak, don't force yourself. Compared with your brothers, you are lucky to have healthy limbs, right?"

At this time Zhang Dahu had already started to twitch violently, after hearing Yue Chentan's words, the muddy hand was slowly lifted up.The two looked in the direction of his finger - a plum tree stood gracefully.

"Plum tree?" Jia Wujue said in amazement, "Is it really Mei Dulin?" Even though he said that, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Dead people don't lie." Yue Chentan closed Zhang Dahu's angry eyes, "No matter what, Mei Dulin must see this person."

"No matter what, the person behind the Zhenyuan Escort case must not be simple." Jia Wujue said with a wry smile, "Someone poisoned Zhang Dahu just now, but you and I didn't notice it at all. Without many years of internal strength cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to do it."

"..." Yue Chentan fell into deep thought after hearing his words.

After the two buried the bodies of the Zhang brothers, they rested at the Tianzhu Inn in the town.As night falls, the small Tianzhu Town adds a bit of mysterious atmosphere.Jia Wujue asked for a pot of good Yulouchun and poured it for himself. It tasted like a fragrant wine, but it was unspeakably bitter in his heart.He raised his eyes to look at Yue Chentan, his quiet face under the moonlight actually gave people a sense of majesty, which cannot be desecrated.

For a moment, Jia Wuhai doubted whether he was right or wrong in insisting on cooperating with Yue Chentan in handling the case.However, this one clue of Tianzhu Sword Sect involved many secrets.If it is really necessary to thoroughly investigate the case, then how many innocent people will die for it?Is the final truth really so important?The huge shadow behind the case seemed to overwhelm him.

"Your breath is messed up." Yue Chentan slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, it was unknown whether it was starlight or candlelight that was shining in his eyes.

"Brother Yue has good ears." Jia Wujue's smile returned to his face, "Shouldn't monks meditate without distractions? Why do you still have time to listen to others?"

"There's no need to force a smile." Yue Chentan didn't answer his question, but said these six words instead.

"Brother Yue is here, comfort me?" Jia Wujue blinked at Yue Chentan.

Yue Chentan was about to say something, but suddenly the tips of his ears twitched and he fell silent.Jia Wuchai also noticed the movement outside the window, he made a gesture to Yue Chentan, and immediately dodged out.

Black night, people in black.

It's really not a pleasant pursuit.Fortunately, the man in black is not weak in lightness kung fu, but he is just a little worse than Jia Wuchao.Jia Wuju doesn't have many skills, but he happens to be good at lightness kung fu.

The two chased after each other all the way, and the man in black finally stopped.When Jia Wuchai was alive, he couldn't get rid of it, but what if he died?The dead will never perform light kung fu.With a flash of thought, the man in black stretched out his palm and slapped Jia Wuhai Tianling Gai. In the blink of an eye, he had struck out nine nine eighty-one palms.Every palm seems to be infallible, but every palm is just a little bit worse.

The difference is a thousand miles away, otherwise Jia Wujue would have been lying on the ground long ago.

Seeing that Jia Wujue dodged the series of quick palms, the man in black turned his palm into a fist and slammed him in the face.Although the fist is made of flesh and blood, the wind of the fist is as sharp as a blade, otherwise it would not cut off the flexible hair in an instant.

Of course the hair is not the man in black's own, but now the man in black feels as unhappy as if his hair had been cut off.

Jia Wujue used his hair to defuse the sharpest punch. As the saying goes, one go at a time, then decline, and three times exhaust, it is impossible to concentrate on performing the previous stance again in a moment.A master's fight can decide life or death in an instant. The moment the man in black's fist blows away, Jia Wujue has already rushed forward with thunderous speed, and his two slender fingers are straight towards the mask of the man in black.

At this moment, there was only a sound of "Zheng", and a burst of impassioned sound of gold and stone suddenly came from the courtyard behind the two of them.Hearing that voice, Jia Wujue suddenly burst into a surge of energy and blood, and became dizzy. At the moment when he was in a trance, the man in black had already disappeared into the night.

The black clothes disappeared, but the music did not disappear.The big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Jia Wujue has never seen anyone in his life who can play the pipa so sonorously and proudly.With a light leap, he turned over and entered the courtyard, only to see a huge rock in the courtyard, and on top of the rock, a man in white was playing a pipa.This person seemed to be in a state of complete ecstasy, he didn't even interrupt the sound of his piano when an uninvited guest broke in, his fingers fluttered, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't even give Jia Wuchao a single extra glance.

He didn't speak, so Jia Wuchao naturally didn't speak.He found an old tree and turned up, sat on the branch and listened to the pipa language which is both firm and soft.

After the song ended, the man in white finally raised his head. It was a breathtakingly beautiful face.Jia Wujue boasted that he had seen many beauties, but this was the first time he had met such an aggressive beauty.Beauties are not uncommon in Jianghu, but there are not many handsome men, even fewer are handsome and can play the pipa well, and there is probably only one person who is beautiful, can play the pipa well and has a deep cultivation.

"As expected of the person that even the owner of Zhuxian Mountain Villa can't help himself, this song just now is really overbearing!" Jia Wujue sat on the tree and slapped his hands.The song just now sounds majestic and unrestrained at first glance, but if someone with a shallow cultivation base listens to it, it will easily be disturbed, and the meridians will flow backwards.

"Do you know who I am?" the man in white asked, with a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Who doesn't know the name of Master Ye?" This person is Ye Zanghua, the master of Taichong Sword Sect's Sword Sect. Although the name "Sword Crazy" has been owned by Mei Dulin, Ye Zanghua, who calls himself "Qin Crazy", was known as a genius swordsman when he was young, and now he is the head of the Taichong Sword Sect, which is full of talents. , the strength should not be underestimated.

"What kind of head is just a lute player." Ye Zanghua said, "Since you know who I am, I don't know who you are, isn't it unfair?"

Jia Wujue rolled his eyes: "Under Xiaqianmian's door, Jia Wujue."

"Since you are a member of Qianmianmen, your honor is naturally not real." Ye Zanghua said leisurely.

"When you're friends, why would you care about your appearance?" Jia Wujue said with a grin.

"Haha, well said." Ye Zanghua laughed loudly, but this action formed a wonderful contrast with his appearance.But he didn't know that Jia Wujue knew that he was most afraid of others making a fuss about his appearance, and that's why he said what he said just now.

"Since we are friends, can you tell me, brother Ye, what is the reason for the grief and indignation in that song just now? What is the reason for the incomprehension?" Jia Wuju asked.

"Unexpectedly, today, Ye can meet such a bosom friend as Jia Xiong." Ye Zanghua smiled and sighed, "Recently, there are so many miscellaneous things in the Shi Nai School, lingering in my heart, even when I pluck the strings, I can't clean it. "

"But it's related to the case of Zhenyuan Escort Bureau?" Jia Wuyu asked tentatively.

"How did Brother Jia know?" Ye Zanghua was a little surprised, and then said clearly: "I heard that the chief disciple of Qianmianmen also died in the Zhenyuan Escort, and the head of Rong will definitely send someone to investigate."

"Besides, it was also entrusted by the head of the noble Chai School." Jia Wujue said while watching Ye Zanghua's expression, and sure enough, when the word "Master Chai" came out, his expression became very ugly .

"I knew that the airbender would get involved no matter what." Ye Zanghua said coldly.

"Master Chai also wants to solve the case as soon as possible." Jia Wu bullied.

"I'm afraid it's Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, and his ambition is for Pei Gong." Ye Zanghua snorted coldly, "If you really want to contribute to the martial arts, why bring people to make a scene in front of my sword sect?"

"Big fuss?" Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan had no contact with Chai Lingqing since they bid farewell to Chai Lingqing. They didn't expect the matter to have developed to this point.

"The three major sword sects he brought, Lingnan, Cuihua, and Yuquan, claimed that the master was killed by our people." Ye Zanghua said annoyedly, "Now even the Zhenyuan Escort, the Nagato Gang, and the Tiger Fist The members of the gang also ran up the mountain, claiming that they would not stop until the murderer was handed over."

"The person they are talking about..." Jia Wujue swallowed, "Isn't it Mei Dulin?"

"How do you know?" Ye Zanghua asked in surprise.

"Actually..." Jia Wujue thought for a moment, and told Ye Zanghua what happened in Tianzhu Sword Sect.

"There is such a thing?" Ye Zanghua raised her eyebrows high, "Even so, it makes me believe that Mei Dulin is the murderer, but it is absolutely impossible."

"I also think there are a lot of strange things about this matter, and I'm afraid it's too hasty to say who is the murderer now." Jia Wu deceived, "The most important thing now is to get rid of the charges of your faction." He didn't say "to get rid of Mei Du Rin's charges" instead of "guipai", the implication is self-evident.

Ye Zanghua naturally understood his implication: "What do you want to do?"

"I would like to ask Brother Ye for a favor." Jia Wuju hooked the corner of his mouth, "For Brother Ye, it's just a matter of little effort."

"Oh?"

"I want to visit Guipai."

"You want to find Mei Dulin?"

"Does Master Ye want to refuse?" Jia Wujue didn't answer directly.

"It's okay, you can go if you want." Ye Zanghua had a smile on his face, "Be careful, don't die."