[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

Chapter No.17

The atmosphere was frozen.

The attack on the Devil's Cult sub-forum began this spring.

When the cold lake was first cleared and the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, the Lvqitang sub-altar was bloodbathed overnight, and no one survived.

The situation was so dire that even those with a sensitive sense of smell smelled bad.

Hall Master Lvqi was the first to send people to investigate, but unfortunately the investigation has not yet found out why, the second sub-altar was attacked, and then the third.Ling Mohan sent Qin Shan Huaishui down the mountain.

There were more than [-] people in the one sub-altar of the Demon Sect, and thousands of people in the four sub-altars. Thousands of people died at the hands of the other party, which can be regarded as a bloody feud.

Ling Mohan is not a person who will take revenge, and Ling Mohan is not a person who is easy to bully.

But even though he was angry in his heart, he would not be carried away by anger.

"Huaishui." Ling Mohan rolled up the brocade and stuffed it back into the bamboo tube, without moving his eyes, "Say it."

Huaishui recounted the discovery of the holy fire talisman.

"...Just behind the door of the altar master's residence?" Chen Zinuo looked at him suspiciously, "The people in Luqitang are too stupid, they didn't even see such an obvious place?"

Huaishui rubbed his chin, "Speaking of which, Qin Shan and I haven't visited the sub-altar of Lvqitang..." He added, "I was near the sub-altar of Huangyi, so I went to the sub-altar of Huangyi very soon. Hurry up, the corpses are scattered when we go, no one dares to collect them."

Chen Zinuo sneered, a little annoyed, "The people of the Jianghu are all about the affairs of the Jianghu. From this point of view, it is a battle of vendettas in the Jianghu. The government doesn't dare to take care of it at all."

"Yes." Huai Shui sighed, "My body was already decomposed when I arrived, but I can still see that the members of the Holy Flame Cult may be looking for something."

"...How did you find out?" Chen Zinuo asked him in disbelief.

Huaishui smiled, "I still have this ability."

"..." Chen Zinuo's expression instantly changed from disbelief to contempt.

"You will know when you go." Huaishui sighed again, "Ordinary congregants are lying all over the courtyard, but those who have status, most of them died after being tortured."

He didn't describe the specific scene, but most people already know it.

"I can't think of any other reason." Huai Shui said, "The one who died the worst was the Altar Master... At that time, hey, if I hadn't seen the waist card, I wouldn't have recognized him as a person."

The air pressure in the meeting hall dropped a little bit.

After a while of silence, Huai Shui shook his finger again and said, "But I still have one discovery."

He waited for a while, as if waiting for someone to question him.But no one in the hall bought into him, Chen Zinuo was the first to bear it, and gave him a hard look and said, "What's the point? Tell me!

"

Huaishui made a very sad expression after being murdered, and said, "...these [-] punishment altars should be the first few branch altars established by the Devil's Cult." He paused, and said mysteriously, "Our devil The founder of the religion is a magical figure!"

"..."

"...Hey! What are you doing?!" Huai Shui looked at the expressions of disgust on the faces of several people, "Am I wrong?!"

"...What Zuo Hufa said is not wrong." Bai Luofeng came out to smooth things over, "Di Fei is indeed a very mysterious person."

"..."

Why do you think the atmosphere is getting colder?

Mu Weiyuan silently turned his face away.

Ling Mohan glanced at several people, and said in a cold voice, "I originally thought about going down the mountain to investigate this matter in a few days. But now it seems that it is not too late."

Huaishui's words were vague, he probably knew what the other party was thinking.

There is a history of the Devil's Cult, and it has existed since Di Fei became the leader.However, after the Demon Cult was in turmoil, the history of the teaching has also been lost. It is only the description of Di Fei, but one can still see a thing or two from the description of later generations.

Ling Mohan knew him better than anyone else.

Not only seals are passed down from generation to generation by the leader of the Devil's Cult, but also the notes of the leader of the Devil's Cult.For hundreds of years, although the notes of the first few leaders have long been incomplete and there are only a few words left, Ling Mohan can tell that Di Fei has a quirk.

He likes to search for rare treasures and hide them.

His quirk is hiding things.

West Sea Jade, Nanshan Immortal Grass, exquisite mechanisms.Useful and useless, countless.

The best thing Di Jiaozhu claimed to have hidden in his life was mentioned repeatedly in his notes. It should be a map.

As for what kind of map it is, it is not known.

Huaishui thought that this is what the Holy Flame Cult was looking for.No, it was something Di Fei hid.

This conclusion is really incredible.This inference is almost separated by a huge unjumpable cliff between the cause and the result. If it is not that the brain circuit of the inference is different from ordinary people, or it knows something that ordinary people do not know.

Ling Mohan took a deep look at Huaishui.

Huaishui felt a chill down his spine, and looked at Ling Mohan again, but his eyes had already moved away.

"Let's go." Ling Mohan said, "I will set off to go down the mountain in three days. The white road has just retreated after attacking the mountain, and you are bound to keep the main altar safe."

All should claim to be.

"Master." Bai Luofeng suddenly took a step forward, "The one who was attacked this time is the branch of Qingyingtang, and I would like to go down the mountain to find out a thing or two."

Ling Mohan didn't look at Bai Luofeng, but lowered his gaze to Mu Weiyuan.

Not surprisingly, Mu Weiyuan said, "Luo Feng and I are together."

Chen Zinuo raised his eyebrows, "You all left, and there will be no one on the main altar again."

"Protecting the main altar does not depend on the strength of one or two people." Huaishui interjected, "Everyone should strengthen their defenses and be vigilant at all times. After the secret road is sealed, the white road has no shortcut to attack the mountain, and the main peak is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are many organs, so there should be nothing to fear."

Chen Zinuo thought for a while, and it was the same thing. Just as he was about to speak, Huai Shui said again with a smile, "So the leader! Let me go too! I didn't finish the investigation last time, and now I'm really itchy!"

Ling Mo gave him a cold look, "Reject."

"...How did the leader answer so quickly?"

Ling Mohan said flatly, "You haven't been stationed at Suzaku Peak for nearly [-] years, you are free enough outside, you must come here to taste what it's like to be here."

"..."

Ling Mohan didn't even look at Huai Shui's frustrated expression, he nodded and said, "Bai Luofeng and Mu Weiyuan can go together."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Huai Shui's constant staring at him, and left the conference hall.The goshawk delivering the letter gave a low cry, and flew out one step ahead of him.

When Ling Mohan returned to the small building, Goshawk had already arrived and was shaking his hair in the room.

Su Yu was also downstairs, sitting cross-legged on a soft couch, meditating with his eyes closed.

Ling Mohan looked at him for a while and saw that although his brows were slightly frowned, his face was calm, and he was not sweating and trembling like last time, so he felt relieved.

Ling Mohan walked to the bookshelf, ran his fingers across the spine of the book, and finally stopped on a rather thick book.

This row is full of the leader's notes, and Ling Mohan wrapped them with local chronicles, neatly ranging from one to fifteen yards.

He opened the first book, and the opening page was Di Fei.

The teacher's handwriting has already been transcribed by later generations, and the handwriting of the person who transcribed it is flying and scribbling, making it very difficult to recognize.But Ling Mohan was not affected by the handwriting, he frowned and thought for a while, then searched for the passage he had read based on his memory.

Ling Mohan's memory is still good.

But after searching a few pages before and after, I found it.

Di Fei's original words are no longer known, only this remaining paragraph does not match the context.

"In order to hide this thing, I used the greatest human and material resources, and even used the power of the entire Demon Cult. But no one knew that I did this just to hide this one thing.

Even if someone can discover the clues of this matter, they only know a little bit. If they are hung up and want to discover the secret behind it, most of them will not be able to find it in a lifetime.

It is also a good thing that it cannot reproduce the world, the people who have seen it in this world, now only me and him are left.

If there are demon cult members in later generations who see this statement, don't be curious. "

The first half of this passage is definitely in a smug tone, but the latter is inexplicably tinged with vicissitudes. As for the last sentence, it can only make people grind their teeth.

Don't be curious, you write so mysteriously, who can not be curious?

Ling Mohan was also curious, but he wasn't that curious, so it was fine if he had seen it.

Huaishui's words suddenly gave him an idea.

The greatest human and material resources have been used, and the entire Demon Cult has been used, but no one knows about it.

In the historical records of the Devil's Cult, Di Fei really didn't do anything that used manpower and material resources, and there were only two things.

Establish the main altar of Suzaku Peak, and establish [-] sub-altars.

Huaishui obviously favors the latter.

Red blood and blue shadows, extremely purple and brown evenings, green and yellow clothes.There is one each, and the remaining two, one of which belongs to Qingyingtang now, and the other belongs to Zijitang.

But considering Di Fei's perfectionist eccentricity, the classification at that time was not necessarily so.

Ling Mohan closed the notebook and put it back on the bookshelf.

If Huaishui had this inference, most of them had read this passage.As for how he saw it, Ling Mohan didn't want to pursue it.

If he really believed in a person, he would no longer have any doubts.

The wick in the small building made a crackling sound, Ling Mohan frowned.

What an eventful time.