Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

Ge Huan solemnly placed the enchantment token and spirit worms on the table, stared at the candle in a daze for a while, then blew it out immediately, and left the room with a small bundle on his back.

Every step is heavy and hard to give up.

Most of the time, the choice is beyond his control. If he can choose, he really wants to spend his whole life here with Ji Xingzi, cook for him, and do everything within his power, even if he can't return to the original world.

But he destroyed everything with his own hands, piercing Ji Xingzi's heart like a steel knife.

The knife was pulled out, came out, and the wound was still there, and it was not healed.

Now he has nothing, no friends, no master, no family, all alone.

Hey, once you step out of this enchantment and leave the protection of Ji Xingzi, you will face an unknown cruel world.

The drop on the wrist trembled, as if it was also infected by the master's sadness.

Ge Huan lowered his head and sighed softly: "It's only you, you must protect me from now on."

The drop trembled, and a blue light appeared.

He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step out of the enchantment of Angelica Mountain.

Since Feng Ziyan was killed last time, the Junshan faction has strengthened its defenses, and now it is late at night, and there are still disciples patrolling.

"Junior Brother Ge, it's so late, what are you doing?"

Among the inspecting disciples, one was Huaiyun, who stopped with a serious expression on his face.

"Senior brother Huai, I am ordered by my master to go down the mountain to do something."

Huaiyun looked up and down: "Now all the disciples are rushing to Ganoderma lucidum mountain, but you are walking down the mountain alone, wouldn't you have any bad ideas?"

"Senior Brother Huai was joking, what bad idea can I have by myself?"

"That's right, by the way, I'm sorry about what happened last time. I wronged you. Tonight, Xingzun and the head announced that Feng Ziyan died at the hands of the Holy Spirit demon, and so did my master. That evil person who didn't want to die Monster, I don’t know when I escaped from Purgatory, now all the disciples have gone to Ganoderma lucidum mountain to hold a mourning ceremony.”

Huaiyun's tone was a little choked up, but also a little angry.

Ge Huan remained silent, was he worthy of his conscience by leaving like this, and not going to the mourning ceremony of the Five Spirits Venerable?But how to face Ji Xingzi, he is also the indirect murderer who killed Wulingzun, so what face is there!

"Ge Huan, from now on we will be regarded as brothers in the same school. Forget about the bad things in the past, we will definitely get along well."

"what do you mean?"

"Wan Xingzun said that all the disciples of Wulingzun will worship under him in the future." This is the only blessing in misfortune, and it is also a blessing in disguise.

After all, it is a long-awaited dream of all disciples to worship under Ji Xingzi's sect.

With a bang, Ge Huan's head exploded, his body suddenly became unstable, and he almost fell down. Master wants to accept the disciples of Wuling Zun as his disciples. After that, Dang Guishan will...

Yes, yes.

Ge Huan held on, and smiled bitterly: "I have to leave beforehand."

"Alright, Junior Brother Ge, be careful at night."

Almost stumbling away from the Junshan faction, Ji Xingzi completely abandoned him and took others as his disciples. In the future, Danggui Mountain will be filled with the shadows of other people, living in his room and admiring the peach blossoms all over the mountain.

The time he spent alone with Ji Xingzi gradually dissipated, and he would be replaced by others.

Thinking of this, my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe, as if someone is strangling my throat.

Too cruel!

He only has Ji Xingzi alone, and Ji Xingzi will have tens of thousands of him.

Better than him, more loyal than him, more obedient than him.

He staggered and ran wildly, as if as long as he ran fast, these messy things would not be able to catch up with him.

After running for an unknown amount of time, he had already reached the foot of the mountain, away from the Junshan faction.

The last time I went down the mountain, I still took him by the wind, but unfortunately it was just to cheat his trust.

Ge Huan randomly found a ruined temple. The Buddha statue in the ruined temple had an arm broken, eyes, nose, and mouth became blurred after years of aging. Ge Huan bowed devoutly and kowtowed three times. Li muttered: "Excuse me, excuse me."

Lying in the temple, no matter what is dirty or not, he is tired, his body is tired, and his heart is tired.

It was like a dream, how much I thought it was a dream, nothing happened.

Wu Lingzun is not dead, Wan Feng is still the high-spirited, bright and beautiful person, seeing that his eyes are full of tenderness, no deceit, no purpose, no hatred, the two of them are still drinking and talking and laughing like before.

Ji Xingzi is still his master. He met him for the first time in the ruined temple. He picked him up and treated him with the utmost kindness. He always protected him and only smiled at him. There were only two of them in Danggui Mountain. Eat, enjoy the flowers and drink the moon together, teach him carefully, carefully hide the love in my heart, and accompany the master every day.

He is also the only disciple of Wan Xingzun who makes all the disciples of Junshan Sect jealous.

Just one day later, the situation changed drastically.

The corners of Ge Huan's eyes gradually became moist, tears fell from his dream, and he cried out. The small cry swayed in the middle of the night, lurking in the wind.

Forget it, forget it all, but if you can really finish talking and forgetting, how can there be so many infatuated and resentful girls in the world...

The next day, when Ge Huan woke up, it was already noon. He stood up in a daze. It wasn't the Peach and Bamboo Palace, the surroundings were in a mess. He raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes. They were still wet and felt tight. Tears dry again and again.

He was in a daze for a while, adjusted his posture, and went out of the ruined temple. It was already daytime and the sun was out, but the sun shone on him, and Ge Huan didn't feel warm at all.

On the way, he saw a stream that was very clear and lively. When he walked to the edge of the stream, his appearance was reflected in the water. Ge Huan stared at that pale face. As if he was dead but not buried, he buried his head in a few pinches of stream water, washed his face, and drank a few more sips.

The whole person became much more energetic, and decided to go to the town to find a job first.

Work, I have never touched it in the original world. It should be different in modern times and ancient times. It is better to take the initiative to find it.

He first went to a silk and satin shop to ask if they were hiring, the boss frowned and kicked him out.

After asking for most of the noon, there was no shop willing to take him in. He was so hungry, and the saying that a penny can't beat a hero is true.

Survival in ancient times is too difficult!

He sat next to a steamed stuffed bun shop, looking at the plum blossoms to quench his thirst, closing his eyes and smelling the fragrance, thinking about how to make a living in ancient times, what skills did he have, and what could he do?

After all, he has learned a little bit of kung fu, so he might as well be someone else's bodyguard, or become a strong man in a wealthy family.

"Is this Ge Huan?"

Hearing the sound, Ge Huan opened his eyes. It was an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, very familiar. He looked at it for a long time, his brain was struggling to think because he hadn't eaten and was hungry, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"You don't remember me?"

Ge Huan said frankly, "I'm sorry, my brain is not very good, let me think about it."

The old man smiled, and with this smile, Ge Huan immediately remembered the old uncle Fei Hualing competed with him for the first place last time.

He quickly stood up and said happily, "It's you, I remembered."

"You don't look very well, did you not eat?"

As expected, Jiang was still old and spicy, and he could tell at a glance, Ge Huan said with a embarrassed smile: "The family has fallen, and I have been wandering for a long time."

The old man shook his head: "It shouldn't be, a person like you who has read poetry and books and is full of knowledge should have food everywhere."

Literati's praise is always so sweet: "You are too much, but it is a pity that things backfired."

"If little brother Ruoge doesn't mind, you can come to the humble house."

"No... no need, thank you for your kindness," he didn't hesitate at all, he couldn't believe it, he was scared, really scared, scared of being deceived by Wan Feng, and he couldn't believe all the proactive gestures, how good Wan Feng was before , I am willing to give myself everything...

"Why? You obviously need it very much, but you refuse it. What is the reason?"

"No merit and no reward."

The old man stroked his beard and laughed: "Such a young man, what he said really touched my heart. I do have an errand in my house, and I need someone to do it. Do you want to come?"

"I... old uncle,"

"Let's go, come with me, it's a problem to eat enough, so why hesitate, you, you have a weird temper."

The old man dragged Ge Huan to his house with enthusiasm, for fear that Ge Huan would regret it.

How can this old man be called a humble house? He is too modest, too modest. The two big lions at the door are lifelike, and looking at the magnificent door, it is different from other ordinary people.

It is a door decorated with vertical columns. He has studied this before, and because of his interest, he remembered that this style is a door with vertical flowers.

For a general gate, if there are eaves pillars, the pillars support the eaves of the door and go down to the platform or ground in front of the door, which has the actual function of bearing weight.

The eaves column in front of the vertical flower gate does not reach the ground, and there is only a short section, which hangs on both sides under the eaves of the gate, forming a vertical posture.

At the head of the drooping column, it is made into a petal shape or a hanging melon shape, so it is called "hanging flower".

Not only the hanging pillars of the hanging flower gate are beautiful and exquisite, but also the architraves between the pillars are mostly decorated with hollow carvings or painted with exquisite colored paintings, which are colorful and magnificent.

It is really a big family!

Ge Huan swallowed, and climbed up again.

He can be a strong guard in the courtyard, and he can do anything.

A butler at the door bowed his head and said, "Master, you are back."

The old man nodded: "Prepare the food, I have a distinguished guest."

"Yes, let's go." The butler glanced at Ge suspiciously and left in a hurry but gracefully.

"Come in, Brother Ge,"

Now that they're here, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, Ge Huan stepped forward generously: "Okay."

"Old man, I still don't know how to address you?"

"You can just call me Gu Lao, brother Ge, and have a few drinks with me later, drinking and composing poems. I don't have any other hobbies when I'm old, so just have a sip."

"The junior is happy."

During the banquet, the old and the young meet each other late, talk about the world, drink and write poems. Ge Huan especially likes to recite poems since he was a child. write poetry.

During this time, the two cups of small belly, no longer modesty, began to drink poems, one after another, which caused Gu Lao to be amazed and said hello again and again.

"Wonderful, whether your poem is good or not, it sounds like a sense of frustration, especially this 'pressure'. Dreams have no form, but they say that dreams are full of boats, and dreams have no weight, but they use pressure. Brother Ge, what are you doing? What's the matter? Can you tell me?"

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

Ge Huan shook his head and put down his wine glass: "When people are drunk, they are infatuated. There is no need to say any more. Mr. Gu, thank you for your hospitality. If there is any work you can let me do, I can do anything."

"Drink as long as you drink, and talk about other things. It's not easy for me to meet someone who can sing poetry better than me in a few hundred years!"

Did he hear correctly?Hundreds of years!An ordinary person, without cultivation, can live so long!

The Arabian Nights, incredible.

Thinking about it this way, Ge Huan didn't feel like drinking anymore. He wouldn't have met a thousand-year-old monster again. That would be too bad luck.

I want to cry without tears.

"Old Gu, did you just say how many years old are you?" He couldn't help but ask out of his curious and agitated heart.

Gu Lao was drunk and hazy: "Ang, it's more than 240, you said it's not easy to meet a bosom friend, brother Ge, please write a few more poems, I really like listening to your poems, full of emotion and long charm, old man Be willing to bow down."

Ge Huan didn't care about this kind of praise, and directly filtered it out: "You, are you a god?" It's better to be euphemistic when it comes to saying that monsters are not very good.

"Hahahahaha, I'm happier than a god."

"..."

Gu Lao drank the wine in his glass and talked eloquently: "Little Brother Ge, everyone envies me, Gu Lao, for not worshiping gods and Buddhas or cultivating immortals, but still living for more than a hundred years. In fact, I don't want to live so long, I'm just afraid of death." , You said people, how to die so that it is not so painful, after living for a long time, I will get used to it, and I am too lazy to think about it.”

"Why can you live so long? Do you have any health tips?"

He fixed his eyes on Gu Lao, for fear of missing a sentence, even if he can live a long life without cultivating immortals, what kind of immortal can cultivate a ball!Toss around!

Gu Lao hiccupped, his old face was radiant and full of interest: "What health secrets, no, no, hehe," then, Gu Lao waved to Ge Huan like a child, motioning for him to come over.

Ge Huan understood, and quickly got up and listened to him. Gu Lao reeked of alcohol, and whispered, "There is only one treasure in this world. The dewdrops on the leaves, if ordinary people drink it, it will cure all diseases and prolong life, and it will be even more unbelievable for people who cultivate immortals to drink it. If they are destined to soar into the sky, they will directly become gods..."

"Really? I don't believe..."

Is it so miraculous, prolonging life is okay, soaring into the sky, directly becoming a god, it's too exaggerated, really so powerful, no one will snatch it!

Old Gu's eyes widened: "Hey, kid, let's go, I'll take you to have a look,"

"No, Mr. Gu, you have to hide the rare treasure, so I won't look at it."

Gu Lao smiled and said, "That's natural, brother Ge, come, come, continue to drink."

"okay."

After five rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the two are completely brothers, regardless of you and me.

How can I say that drinking was a mistake? After Gu Lao woke up the next day, he lay in bed in a daze for a long time. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have told Ge Huan about the misty and dewy grass.

He had never mentioned it to anyone, why did he just tell Ge Huan, whom he had just met, bad luck, bad luck, big bad luck!

I am very regretful, if Ge Huan is not kind, and his heart is not pure, and he announces this treasure to the world, not only he will suffer, but the entire Gu family will suffer, and the world will be in turmoil.

Old and confused.

To be on the safe side, he decided to try it out.

Ge Huan got up early, sweeping the floor for a while, went to the kitchen to chop firewood, and washed the vegetables. He was always there when there was something to do.

From early in the morning to noon, he was busy all the time. Anyway, as long as he had something to do, he would not think about anything else.

"Ge Huan, the master has been looking for you for a long time. Why did you come here? After all, you are a distinguished guest named by the master. Who will get you for these rough jobs?"

The housekeeper frowned and pointed dissatisfiedly: "Put it down quickly, my lord, didn't you hear me say that the lord is looking for you?"

Ge Huan stopped washing his clothes and wiped his hands on his clothes: "I won't ask me to drink and sing poetry again, I don't want to go." It's really not wise to numb himself with alcohol, he doesn't want to break the precept too much.

"Then I don't know, please hurry up, I feel that the master is a little impatient."

"Okay, I'll be right away." Ge Huan got up and hurried away with the butler.

When he arrived at the main hall, Elder Gu's face was clouded with gloom. When he saw Ge Huan, he immediately turned away everyone and closed the door. No one was allowed to approach.

This battle frightened Ge Huan. If he didn't know it, he thought Mr. Gu was planning to murder him.

"Old Gu, do you have anything to do with me?"

Gu Lao thought about it, how could he bring this up inadvertently? Seeing the tangled faces of the people in front of the hall, Ge Huan wanted to drive him away?Just one sentence.

"It's nothing, just asking if you are doing well here?"

"..." Does asking this question need to be so concealed!

Ge Huan said respectfully: "Gu Lao's mansion has everything you need, and the people are kind, just like being at home."

Gu Lao didn't listen to his words at all, and said to himself: "Do you remember what we said when we were drinking?"

The topic turned around unexpectedly, Ge Huan knew what he was going to ask, Han Wulu!

He's not very good at lying, but he often lied to Ji Xingzi in the beginning. He thought he was a villain at that time, but...he thought about it.

"Mr. Gu, let me tell you the truth. You did mention a treasure to me. At that time, you said you would take me to see it. I refused. Since it is a unique treasure, and you must have been drunk and talking nonsense at the time, how could I Taking advantage of others' danger, Mr. Gu, don't worry, I won't mention this matter to anyone, I promise to rot in my stomach."

After listening to it, Mr. Gu admired that there are people who know current affairs in the world, and nodded frequently: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that this thing has caused controversy before, and I don't want it to reappear."

"Well, I understand, I understand."

The two chatted all over the world again, and Gu Lao's heart was full of enthusiasm, and he became more and more fond of Ge Huan. He felt that this man was spiritual and sincere, talented, well-educated, well-versed in astronomy and geography, and said some things that he had never heard before. Eye-opener.

Deciding to take him in as a foster son, Ge Huan refused at first, but he couldn't resist, the kindness was hard to turn down, so he accepted, after all, Gu Lao treated him very well, and Gu Lao had no children under his knees, so he was alone.

After Ge Huan became the adoptive son of Gu's family, he still upholds the style of humility, wherever there is something going on, there is his shadow, and he can't be idle for a moment.

Gu Lao often asks him to drink and compose poems, and he is also happy. This kind of life is peaceful and fulfilling, and he almost forgets that he came through a book and has a plot mission on him.

But the system has never looked for him since the last Raspberry Land, and once suspected that the system had crashed and formatted him.

Do what you want, do what you want, do whatever you want, it's okay.

I hope the system will forget him forever. The male protagonist in the original book has never left the Junshan School for a moment, even if he is tortured by Ji Xingzi, he is willing.

After a long time, some thoughts are not so heavy, but they are also clear.

Master should not forget himself, after all, the knife was pierced so deep, thinking of this, Ge Huan suddenly laughed.

It is this kind of thing that can make a person remember deeply, a bit like what he used to do to his roommate He Yige.

He Yige.

In the beginning, the two of them could get along peacefully in the dormitory. He had a very good impression of this humble, courteous, diligent and studious young man.

He Yige has a regular work and rest schedule, is diligent and studious, and often brings Ge Huan to study together. During that time, Ge Huan rejected all his friends' invitations to play.

Every morning, He Yige would wake him up on time when he was sleepy, and Ge Huan was willing to wake up every day to see this stunning face.

He Yige's conversation is extraordinary, from major national events, social focus, to trivial matters, he always has his own unique insights, which makes Ge Huan admire and admire.

And he prefers poetry and songs, and things that are literary.

But it didn't hinder the pleasant communication between the two.

But gradually I found that He Yige didn't like to talk to him very much, and even didn't call him in class, and didn't eat with him anymore, and always loved someone.

This made him very uncomfortable, since he obviously did nothing wrong, even though he was so arrogant, he couldn't resist asking, so he wondered if he was annoying!

He asked all his friends, and they all praised him for being generous, loyal, handsome, and a top student. He felt that he was right, it was He Yige's problem.

From then on, he began to target He Yige, who told him to ignore the dignified young master, and really pointed out that it was a dormitory party, everyone was having a good time, He Yige suddenly said that something happened, and told everyone to AA quickly and he wanted to leave.

At that time, he became angry, pointed at He Yige and started yelling, if you don't want to come out to play, don't come out to play, are you a martyr? It feels like you are wronged when they come out to play with them, and you still hold it like this, what AA, this young master takes care of everything Yes, even you are covered...

At that time, He Yige's face turned pale and turned red, and he was extremely embarrassed. Without saying a word, he dropped the 200 yuan and left in a hurry.

From then on, in the dormitory, there was Ge Huan on a volcano, He Yige on an iceberg, and the other two suffered the most. They spoke cautiously for fear of provoking war.

Generally speaking, He Yige doesn't talk much, just doing his own thing silently, leaving early and returning late, diligent and conscientious.

This made Ge Huan even more upset, why should he ignore people, his sense of existence is so low!

Especially later on He Yige actually had a girlfriend!

He didn't know why he was so flustered during that time, he couldn't learn much, he couldn't get interested in doing anything, and he would lose his temper when his friends couldn't speak a word well, causing his friends to automatically shut up when they saw him, afraid of causing trouble. Anger at this violent lion.

And during that time, He Yige was often not in the dormitory, getting bored with his new girlfriend.

Once, Ge Huan, who just came back from home, bumped into her right, and the two of them were in the downstairs compartment of the dormitory, where bicycles are usually kept, hugging each other, reluctant to part with each other.

Ge Huan felt that it was an eyesore, hot eyes, the key was to be angry. He touched his pocket to see if there was something he wanted to throw at it. He took it out and saw that it was a firecracker the size of a thumb, and it belonged to the Spider King. It was his nephew before he left. It was stuffed in front of him.

He said that his family would not let him play because he was afraid of being injured, so he asked him to keep it and bring him to play when he came back during the New Year.

Regardless of 21, Ge Huan took out a lighter, lit the firecracker known as Thunder King in Spider King, and threw it over.

At that time, the aunts in the dormitory on the first floor were alarmed, thinking that someone was going to blow up the building, they immediately called the school security room, and arrested the bewildered He Yige and his panicked girlfriend.

After criticizing and educating them for a long time, they were allowed to leave.

After the incident, Ge Huan regretted it a little. He didn't expect it to be so powerful, and he was stunned at the time. What popped into his mind was that He Yige wasn't killed by the bomb.

What can be seen is that He Yige hugged her girlfriend tightly, and he felt that he was in the beauty of an adult.

Angrily left.

Later, he did the two things that he regretted the most in his life, which made He Yige hate him to the core. The first thing was to rob He Yige of the scholarship that should have belonged to him by improper means, and the second thing was to use small means to break up He Yige and his girlfriend.

The second thing, I can't say I regret it the most, but I'm sorry for He Yige, he doesn't know why he did this, so he can't see He Yige is good!

But when he saw He Yige sad and crying, he realized how wrong he was.

He clearly remembered that the last thing he did before wearing the book was that he went to find He Yige. At that time, He Yige had been decadent in the dormitory for many days because of a broken relationship, and he suddenly ran out that day.

It was his roommate who revealed what he had done, he was furious, beat up his roommate, and ran to find He Yige.

He Yige was drinking at the food stall and got drunk. He originally wanted to admit his mistake, but who knew that He Yige became furious when he saw him, pointed his nose and cursed, without image.

Use all the dirty words in your life on him.

Ge Huan, who has always been highly praised by others, couldn't bear the constant scolding and couldn't control his emotions well, so the two pinched each other and fought uncontrollably.

Rolled to the middle of the road, at night, a burst of light as bright as day brought him here.

It was most likely a car accident!

I don't know what happened to He Yige?Whether he is dead or alive, he should live comfortably without being in the way of himself.

Ge Huan sighed, and changed his posture to admire the fish in the pond. No matter how lively the fish were, they scrambled to eat the food he fed, but he still felt that those fish in Danggui Mountain who were so cold and ignorant of him were more important. Lovely.

He seems to be quite annoying, but obviously he doesn't want this in his heart, he wants He Yige to talk to him like before, go to class with him, eat together, but why did he become a deadly enemy in the end!

A rival with red eyes at the first meeting.

Putting the cart before the horse, the good times at the beginning of college were completely choked by the two of them. Even everyone was used to them being incompatible with each other, as if they were natural rivals.

In fact, the two were really good before, not to mention everyone, even the two of them forgot...

"Young Master Ge, Young Master Ge,"

The flustered servant girl ran over.

Ge Huan dropped all the fish food in his hand, stood up and said, "What's wrong?"

"My lord, my lord lost his temper and told everyone to gather in the middle courtyard, so Mr. Ge was the only one left."

"Okay, here we go."

When Ge Huan arrived at the atrium, the atmosphere was solemn and terrifying, shrouded in a sense of dying. Everyone was kneeling in an orderly manner, and some people were being boarded, regardless of gender, crying and shouting one after another.

It seems that something big happened.

Ge Huan saluted: "Old Gu, what happened?"

Gu Lao stared at him, and said in a horrifying tone, "Have you been to Qinyuan today?"

"No, I chopped firewood in the kitchen today and went to feed the fish. What happened?"

Gu Lao said angrily: "Han, Han, Wulu, don't see..." He didn't finish speaking, he didn't catch his breath, and fainted, Ge Huan hurriedly supported him!

According to the legend, Gu Lao, who is invulnerable to all diseases and in excellent health, is ill. Once it is passed on to two, and then to ten, soon the whole town, other towns, and everyone in the rivers and lakes know about it.

Why are you sick?

It is said that it was because a celestial grass in the mansion was missing. It turned out that Mr. Gu relied on this to live a long life.

There was an uproar in the rivers and lakes for a while, and they even boasted about this misty dew, threatening that as long as they get this fairy grass, mortals will live a long life, and immortal cultivators will have boundless magic power.

It makes people want to move.

A massacre for Han Wulu came quietly, and Gu Fu was the first to bear the brunt.

No one in the whole house was spared, and they were all murdered overnight, turning into a haunted house.

But that Han Wulu's whereabouts are still unknown, as if it disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, someone in Jianghu started selling Hanwulu, and the price was not expensive, but it was not cheap either, ordinary people couldn't afford it.

Many cultivators, people from the rivers and lakes, high-ranking officials and dignitaries contacted the sellers through various relationships, but unfortunately only the middlemen were seen, and the ultimate boss never showed up.

But within half a month, all the people who drank the mist and dew exploded to death, and bloody storms broke out again in the rivers and lakes, vowing to kill the poisoners.

This turmoil also affected the Junshan sect, because many disciples also took Hanwulu in private, because Ji Xingzi and other elders treated them in time, although they did not die, they were paralyzed.

At this time, all the immortal sects joined hands to form the immortal sect alliance to investigate the matter, and Ji Xingzi took the initiative to invite Ying to join the immortal sect alliance and go down the mountain to investigate.

The more than [-] people in Haohaotangtang first found the middleman, who knew that the middleman was a fool who asked what he didn't know.

I just told them that the person who gave himself mist and dew only asked him to set a time and place to receive the goods, and he never saw it.

The line is broken.

On this day, when the representatives of the various immortal sects were resting, Ji Xingzi proposed to go to Gu's mansion to inquire. After all, the news of Wulu came from Gu's mansion in the first place.

Everyone agreed.

When everyone knocked on the door for half an hour without answering, they just pushed open the door of Gu's mansion, and a stench of rotting corpse penetrated into the nostrils and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Involuntarily covering his nose.

Obviously, the Gu family was wiped out overnight, and no one found out!

"I've asked the people in the town. The Gu family generally doesn't get in touch with people, so if they don't come out for a while, no one will find out."

A black-haired man in Tsing Yi, with a short dagger hanging from his waist, raised his hands in full concentration

Xian, who also looks quite immortal, is Ge Qingyan, the representative of the Shanhai School, he said while inspecting the corpse.

"The murderer is from the world of cultivating immortals, and his magic power is quite strong,"

"Do you think the poisoners who sold misty dew have anything to do with this murder case?" Ji Hua, a tall and arrogant Kongtong faction representative with braids on his head, confronted him in the middle of the court. everyone asked.

"It's likely to be related. The person who sells Hanwulu naturally knows what Hanwulu looks like. He is probably a survivor of the Gu family. He wants to take revenge, so he sells Hanwulu under the guise of selling Hanwulu."

"That's right, that's right, I think what Ge Xianshi said is very reasonable."

Ge Qingyan ignored the sympathizers, and said to Ji Xingzi beside him, "Master Wan Xing, what do you think?"

Ji Xingzi was concentrating on the sidelines, keeping silent. He felt extremely depressed from the moment he came in. It is reasonable to say that the people in the Gu family were killed indiscriminately, and the corpses should be scattered everywhere. There were 38 corpses neatly covered with white cloth.

And there are only 38 people recorded in the notebook in the butler's room of Gu's mansion!

But the murderer won't kill people anymore and still has the mind to deal with it, and the deal should also be to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, not like it is now.

It means that someone has been here, and this person is most likely a poisoner who sells mist dew!

It should be said that it is definitely.

Someone said just now that the murderer was from the world of cultivating immortals, and the analysis was correct, and it was from the Junshan School.

He is too familiar with the Junshan school's magic

Even after such a long time, the corpse is almost rotting into bones, you can see it in a small way, but you can tell it in one smell.

Could it be Ge Huan that came to his mind?

But Ge Huan's spells were not enough to support his ability to kill other people's families.

Although Ge Huan's weapons are so powerful, killing people with chains will always leave traces. These people have no signs of being attacked by chains.

"Wan Xingzun, did you think of something? Tell everyone, we all believe in you."

Ji Xingzi told them his reasoning, but only concealed that the spell used by the murderer might be from the Junshan school.

"It's roughly the same as what Ge Xianshi speculated, but the problem is that no one knows the poisoner,"

Ji Xingzi said: "I have a plan."

Everyone turned their attention to Ji Xingzi one after another. Anyway, everyone agreed that Ji Xingzi was the leader.

"The poisoner is likely to be a relative of Gu's mansion, or someone with a good relationship. As I said just now, he arranged the corpses in Gu's mansion neatly, wiped off the blood, and cleaned up Gu's mansion. clean..."

Suddenly a person ran out from a room and shouted: "Everyone! Didn't you find it? There is no old man, no old man's body!! I have searched everywhere but can't find it."

Get the point straight!

Immediately, someone hastily removed the white cloth and checked one by one.

It is true that there is no old man's body, such an important person has not been found!

"Could it be that Mr. Gu killed everyone for fear of suspecting that someone had stolen Hanwulu, and later acted as a poisoner by pretending to be fake?"

"I think the former is fine, but the latter is a bit far-fetched."

Ji Xingzi was still thinking hard on the sidelines, and found that he had indeed overlooked this point. He was misled by the butler's account book just now. There must be only servants in the account book, so there may be other people who have not been recorded.

Ji Xingzi asked suddenly: "Do you know that Mr. Gu has children under his knees?"

"For a strange old man who has lived for 200 years, his children must have died long ago."

Ji Hua was originally sitting when he heard this sentence and immediately got up to retort and interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense! Mr. Gu has no children, but the servants in the family are often changed, and they have changed several batches."

One asked back, "How do you know this?"

Ji Hua continued: "I visited Mr. Gu before. He was very kind. He didn't care about the world. He only liked drinking and composing poems every day. He especially admired talented people. That's when I knew that Mr. Gu had no children."

Another person came forward: "But I heard that he has an adopted son, and the relationship between the two is very good, and they often talk about it."

Ji Xingzi said: "Who did you hear that from?"

The man said: "People from the town."

Ge Qingyan came out from the main entrance and just happened to hear it, so he asked back: "Don't the people in the town have little contact with the Gu family? How did they know?"

Ji Xingzi said: "Little contact does not mean zero contact."

With Ji Xingzi's affirmation, the man said arrogantly, "That's it."

Ge Qingyan always obeyed Ji Xingzi's words, so he no longer questioned them.

"When did he adopt his adopted son? Have you ever found out?"

The man shook his head: "Then I don't know. It may have been very early. It is said that the adopted son is a great talent and once won the championship of Feihua Ling."

Fei Hualing, a poet.

Ji Xingzi silently wrote down these minutiae, the murder case of Gu's mansion, and the poisoning case of Han Wulu have a lot to do with each other, and it is definitely not simple.

The key figures are Mr. Gu and his adopted son.

These 38 corpses obviously did not belong to Gu Laoyizi either.

Gu Lao didn't know if he was alive or dead, because he didn't have his body, so he couldn't rashly assert that he was the murderer. If he was the murderer, then what role would his adopted son play in this murder case.

Rather than saying that Mr. Gu is the murderer, it is more convincing to say that the son is the murderer.

He has even more motives to kill, wanting to take Han Wulu.

To solve the case, the poisoner must be forced to show up, and the poisoner is probably Gu Lao's adopted son.

And Gu Lao is very likely to be in the hands of this adopted son.

Ge Qingyan said: "The poisoner and the murderer cannot be the same person. In other words, either the poisoner is Gu Laoyizi, or the murderer is Gu Laoyizi. The motives of the two are completely different."

Ji Xingzi was stunned for a while, then smiled lightly: "Master Ge Xianshi is right, I was wrong."

"Wan Xingzun, you just said that there is a