Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The next day, fellow Daoist Bai Jiong died peacefully in his own room, without making any noise during the night, and without waking up other people in the surrounding rooms.

Only when the servant who waited for the wash opened the door and called out: "Master Bai, it's time to get up."

There was no answer in the room, and there was a lingering dead air.

He felt something was wrong, stepped forward, lifted the quilt slightly, and screamed.

Bai Jiong has been dead for several hours.

The whole sect was in shock, even inner disciples who got up early to practice swords and didn't like to communicate, gathered together to discuss this murder that happened in the sect.

Especially when Bai Jiong is not a member of the clan, but a guest who has made progress in foreign exchanges.

The Zongmen, including Zu Shan and other Zongmen disciples, almost crowded the law enforcement hall, and wanted to find out about this matter.

Moreover, the deceased Bai Jiong was a direct disciple of Zu Shan Patriarch, and his status was immeasurable.

His body was immediately sent for examination, and it was found that there was a fresh knife mark on the lower abdomen, which tore apart the golden core, pierced half of the dantian, cut off the meridians one by one, and allowed him to die.

The cervical vertebrae were broken, and there were many bruises on his body from blunt force trauma.

It can be seen that this person was extremely painful before his death.

Not only do you have to see the golden core being crushed by the blade, but you also have to feel the sharp drop in your cultivation base, your whole body is in severe pain, and you can't move.

Couldn't even cry out because the tongue was smashed too.

Of course, the most fatal injury was the knife wound penetrating his lower abdomen.

It looked like a small dagger, but they didn't dare to confirm it casually. It took a lot of people to test out the strong spiritual power fluctuations attached to the dagger.

Compared with all the foreign disciples, no identical fluctuations were found.

The Law Enforcing Hall couldn't do it, so please ask the head to open the Spirit Gate Hall so that they can carry out their official duties, and use the spiritual life cards drawn by the disciples when they first apprenticed for a comparison.

After the final comparison, it was found that this fluctuation of spiritual power came from a special life card.

The engraved handwriting on the card is blue and delicate.

Cheng Yunzhi.

In half an hour after Bai Jiong's body was discovered, the news spread throughout the entire sect. It was not unpleasant, it was as if someone had said behind his back that he would release it when the time came.

Of course, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect didn't believe it themselves—how could the Xianjun be mistaken?

The big brother Zitao had the strongest reaction: Are you kidding me?

Zi Tao said with certainty: "Someone is definitely released to frame Brother Cheng, I will never believe this so-called evidence!"

He beat his juniors and juniors one by one: "Don't talk nonsense when you go out, do you know?"

The younger brother rubbed his head aggrievedly: "But we didn't believe it either."

Zitao finished beating his younger brothers and sisters, and when he went out, he saw the Law Enforcement Hall gathering manpower, and his heart skipped a beat.

He knew that the disciples of Law Enforcing Hall would have a tradition of arresting people and detaining them for a day or two, so that they could be interrogated conveniently.

But, no matter how you say it, the act of arresting people...

The elder brother hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to meet him.

Seeing him appearing, the leading disciple immediately stopped and said, "Little senior brother."

Zitao: "...?"

He cleared his throat, and decided not to entangle with them about titles, so as not to waste time.

Just ask: "Where are you going?"

The law-enforcing disciple said in a regular manner: "The latest development, we discovered the fluctuation of the spiritual power of senior brother Cheng Yuzhi. According to the regulations, we need to ask the senior brother for questioning."

Zitao: "Oh, I don't have any objection to putting it on someone else; but Senior Brother Cheng..."

Disciple of Law Enforcing Hall: "Hey, I understand, I understand, Xianjun's first apprentice..."

After all, the two looked at each other and sighed in unison.

Zitao said casually, "You guys wait here first, and I'll go find out what's going on?"

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall was overjoyed: "This is really great!! Thank you, brother!"

Zitao: "..."

I think you just want to wait for me to say this sentence.

Zitao walked to the foot of Changshu Peak, and just when he was about to inform Dapeng to come down to pick him up, suddenly, a hurricane blew overhead, shaking the trees below from side to side.

He looked up vigilantly, and saw a figure of a monk in the distant sky, wearing a winged cloak, stepping on thin clouds, with black hair hunting around.

With just a few big strides, he approached Changshu Peak and hovered in mid-air.

Zitao immediately recognized it: "Patriarch Zushan!"

The patriarch lowered his head and saw a familiar disciple standing alone at the foot of the mountain, he grabbed him casually and lifted him into the air, standing with him.

Zitao was shaken for a moment, he had no choice but to draw out his long sword and step on his feet, Yujian flew up.

He stabilized himself, saluted and said: "I have seen the ancestor."

The ancestor glanced at him coldly, then turned his head: "Xiaoyou Chen, long time no see. Is the immortal on the peak?"

Zitao thought for a while: "The Xianjun seldom goes out these days, so he should be here."

Sure enough, the enchantment of Changshu Peak dissipated, and the two fell to the top of Changshu Peak together.

There was no fluctuation on the ancestor's face, but Zitao was surprised when he saw the completely different scenery.

In the previous Changshu Peak, the peak was covered with snow, not to mention frozen for thousands of miles, at least it was frost-cold.

How does it look like now, with clear water and layers of flowers and grass, as if some paradise has been moved to the present world?

The little boy led them to go backwards, but the ancestor followed them neatly, without overstepping.

When we got to the bedroom, Feng Lane said, "The Immortal is inside, just wait a while."

After finishing speaking, Duan Duan walked to the corner and disappeared.

Zitao breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of Bai Jiong's identity as the ancestor's disciple, and thought that the ancestor and the immortal should have some friendship, so as not to be too ruthless.

Just as he was talking, Gu Yan's voice came from inside, his voice was ethereal and somewhat unreal.

The two fell silent immediately, the snow-clothed man opened the door, glanced at them, then turned around and closed the door, signaling them to go to the front hall to talk.

Zitao could tell at a glance that Cheng Yuzhi was still sleeping inside!

He looked at the sun that was approaching overhead, clicked his tongue twice, and decided to stay here until Brother Cheng woke up.

As for the old ancestor... the immortal has a lot of ways, doesn't he?

Soon, he heard movement coming from inside, and he stretched out his hand happily to push.

Finding that it couldn't be pushed, it is not difficult to guess that the door was locked by the fairy, and the door could only be opened from the inside, so the senior brother had no choice but to go back to his old business and turned in through the window.

Seeing Cheng Yunzhi sitting up from the bed, Zitao rushed up: "Yuzhi! Bai Jiong is dead!"

Xiao Cheng looked like "what are you talking about, please keep your voice down", he wanted to lean out of the bed, with his long messy hair on his head, and tried his best to reach the outer robe.

While combing, he said: "Slow down, slow down, who do you think is dead?"

He yawned, and heard Zitao say in a straight voice: "The one who had dinner with us yesterday."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

"he died?!"

In the front hall, the ancestor and the celestial lord reached a consensus, and the ancestor said: "Then don't bother the celestial lord."

Gu Yan said casually: "Go."

One left, another group came.

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall hadn't seen Zitao return for a long time, so they had to gather dozens of people and go up to Changshu Peak together, hoping that they would be strong enough to persuade the fairy king to take him away.

The leading disciple was obviously very afraid of Xianjun, and his legs were still shaking when he stepped into the front hall.

"Xian, Xianjun, we are here for the case of the disciples passed down by the ancestor of Zushan..."

Gu Yan is obviously very clear about the rules of the Law Enforcement Hall, and said in one sentence: "No."

Law Enforcement Hall disciple: "...just ask senior brother to come over and talk, we will send senior brother back in person later."

Gu Yan: "No."

Before the disciples could argue with their arguments, they saw a beautiful young man coming out from behind, and saluted them with a smile: "Good morning, brothers and sisters, good morning."

The man's long hair was only tied up with a headband, and his clothes were messy, with a row of beautiful little tassels dangling to and fro, messy, and fighting everywhere.

Obviously, this is the first disciple of Xianjun.

His arrival made the whole room brighten up, and even the man in snow turned slightly sideways, looking in his direction.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "Cheng knows the rules, and then he will go with the brothers."

The law enforcement disciple was ecstatic: "Thank you, Senior Brother Cheng."

Your senior brother came to my senior brother, and finally the group left happily, leaving Cheng Yunzhi and Gu Yan in the hall.

Cheng Yuzhi said: "I already know the details, the dagger with my spiritual power, and the cruel way of death... Do you think I did it? After all, we had dinner yesterday, so there are many opportunities."

Gu Yan said: "If you want him to die, why bother so much?"

After saying that, he stepped down from the high position, led the young man to the chair next to him, Cheng Yuzhi heard him say: "Before he died, I remembered that Yuzhi didn't like this, so I stopped."

Cheng Yuzhi said softly: "I guessed it was you. Did you really do this?"

Gu Yan remembered that last night, this man drank too much wine, and in the restaurant, he repeatedly gave Xiao Cheng something he didn't like, but Cheng Yunzhi refused with a smile, and had nothing else to say.

But what did the man say when he went back at night?

He was a little drunk, and said over and over again, "Don't give him face, he doesn't drink alcohol", "Give him some food, but he dare not eat it!", or "I am the apprentice of Xianjun...".

Xianjun thought for a while, appeared from the air, and pinched his throat when he was frightened.

It's like pinching a chicken.

With just one push, he can spit out all the food he ate at night, leaving nothing behind.

Originally, he wanted to kill him casually, but after thinking about it, if Yunzhi found out that he killed him, it might not be beneficial.

So he let go, and he fell to the ground casually, almost breaking his neck.

The man in snow frowned, quite aggrieved: "But I'm sure, when I left, he was still alive."

After listening to a series of mental activities, Mr. Cheng almost wanted to jump up and pat him on the head.

Cheng Yunzhi hugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "How do you want me to answer their questions? 'My master wants to kill him but after thinking about it, let's forget it. There may be a second murderer later?'"

Gu Yandao: "Change Shizun to something else, Xianggong will be quite good."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Wake up, it's dawn."

That dagger was the only murder weapon at the scene of the murder, and after completely eradicating the fluctuations in the spiritual power of Cheng Yunzhi, the dagger finally showed its full appearance.

Simple, atmospheric, slightly old, as if it has been placed for many years and has not been unsheathed.

However, today, there is still a little bit of dried blood on its blade, like rust stains that are full of bad spots and refuse to be removed.

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall did not let Cheng Yuzhi touch the dagger, but took a cloth pad in his hand and put it politely in front of him, asking him to take a closer look.

Cheng Yun took a look, but didn't find anything wrong.

I have never seen it in reality, nor in my dream, it is completely an unfamiliar murder weapon.

Mr. Cheng spread his hands openly: "You can test whether I am lying, but I have never seen this kind of dagger."

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall politely told him to wait a moment, Senior Brother Cheng, and then invited someone from outside.

Of course, the results still didn't lie.

Cheng Yuzhi even made a joke: "I can't be sleepwalking, stealing other people's things and killing people?"

After a quarter of an hour of questioning and answering, apart from similar fluctuations in spiritual power, there were no other doubts.

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall sighed and lowered his head to sort out the files.

These days the pressure from Zu Shan was very high, they had to put aside their practice time to deal with this case.

Coincidentally, I heard a lot of movement in the distance outside the window, rumbling past.

Cheng Yuzhi and the senior brother facing each other raised their heads together and looked into the distance, and saw the colorful bird of Zushan spreading its wings, carrying several disciples of Zushan, and a small pavilion on its back, flying majestically into the distance.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, it is extremely huge.

Cheng Yuzhi was a little strange: "What are they going to do?"

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall shrugged indifferently: "I don't know either. It's probably because I finished my communication in Xuantian and I'm going somewhere else."

Cheng Yuzhi stared at the bright patterns on the colorful bird, then suddenly turned around, picked up the murder weapon on the table and looked at it.

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall were taken aback by him: "Senior Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Yunzhi was thoughtful: "Have you found out who the owner of the dagger is?"

A certain disciple scratched his head and answered him: "The sect announced its appearance in the morning, but no one reported it. Maybe it's just an ownerless thing."

Cheng Yuzhi wrapped the dagger in a white cloth, lifted it up to his eyes, blocking most of the light until it coincided with the pattern on the colorful bird's body.

He squinted his eyes, and showed his colleagues a certain angle: "Look, do the patterns here look like it?"

The disciple was startled: "Senior brother, do you mean... internal strife in Zushan?"

In an instant, all kinds of conspiracy theories flashed in the minds of everyone present.

Suddenly a young junior said: "Bai Jiamu came to pick our school yesterday, so he started fighting with Bai Jiong!"

Everyone recalled that it seemed to be the case!

Cheng Yunzhi innocently shouted: "I didn't say that, what if someone stole Zu Shan's dagger?"

All the disciples smiled and cupped their hands, expressing that they understood everything.

Then they scattered and went to find someone.

The first thing I looked for was Zu Shan.

The announcement in the morning was not shown to them in its entirety, so now they have to take the area assigned to Zushan's disciples' residences and let them see them one by one.

Probably the reason why most of the Zushan disciples left, and it was only mediocre to stay.The law enforcement hall disciples caught one and counted as one, and they all showed the dagger.

Showing a sharp blade, shaking his head, never seen it.

Close the scabbard, hey!Impressed!

Immediately someone recognized it: "Isn't this the dagger of Senior Brother Bai Jiamu! How could he have anything to do with Law Enforcement Hall..."

In the middle of speaking, I immediately reacted.

What case is the Law Enforcement Hall working on now?

The Bai Jiong case!

The relationship between Bai Jiamu and Bai Jiong is not only known to everyone, but basically everyone in that circle knows something.

The law enforcement hall took Bai Jiamu's things and asked... Tsk tsk.

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall said seriously: "Is this really Bai Jiamu's thing?"

The man said: "Of course it is! Brother Bai hangs around his waist every day, and he doesn't even want to put the mustard seed bag away! Just ask the big guys, haven't you seen them all?"

After asking around, I saw them all, and it was confirmed that it was indeed Bai Jiamu's thing.

Cheng Yunzhi pondered, the two had conflicts, and Bai Jiamu wanted to kill him on the spot, then, it is possible to go to Bai Jiong's room in the middle of the night and kill him with a knife.

But the question is, is Bai Jiong stupid? If someone tried to kill him during the day and failed, wouldn't he be wary at night?

A certain disciple also raised this question, and everyone agreed.

Cheng Yunzhi just wanted to agree, when he suddenly remembered that his master had also attacked at night, trying to kill Bai Jiong.

Xiao Cheng: "..."

Maybe all the preparations Bai Jiong made were trampled to pieces by Gu Yan.

Cheng Yunzhi shrank his head and decided not to speak out about it.

Gu Yan said that he really didn't kill him... Believe him first.

However, after asking everyone, no one knew Bai Jiamu's whereabouts, and they all said that he didn't come back last night and there was no one there.

If he was really the one who made the move, he might have fled down the mountain and left Xuantian City by now!

It's a big deal!

The Law Enforcing Hall immediately contacted the Yamashita office, sealed it off in a small area, and gathered all the disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall who are currently free plus outside editors, a mighty force, to go down the mountain to capture Bai Jiamu!

Cheng Yunzhi joined in the crowd to fish in troubled waters, and followed the large army, deciding to be an aboveboard bastard.

While the crowd was moving down the mountain, he thought: Did Bai Jiamu really do it?

And the suspect they want to arrest is lying in the inn next to the restaurant at the foot of the mountain.

When he was caught, Bai Jiamu had a shocked expression on his face, as if he had been caught out for all the bad things he did.

Zu Shan asked his disciples not to drink alcohol, he knew it.

...But he really only drank half a glass of wine, and usually closed his eyes!Today's ancestor can't even bear half a cup? !

His clothes were disheveled, he was caught from under the bed, his hands were cut behind his back, Bai Jiamu didn't have the strength to resist, and his head hurt.

When Xianxiansuo appeared and landed in his hands, he said confusedly: "Will you use Xianxiansuo to arrest people after drinking a sip of wine now?"

The disciple shouted: "It's not about the wine. Bai Jiong is dead, do you know a thing or two?"

But Bai Jiamu's reaction was greater than that of everyone present, he almost trembled, jumped up from the ground, and was tied up again and again.

He turned his head repeatedly, looked around, and found that there was no one around, and then he remembered that something was wrong.

"Bai Jiong is dead?!"

Someone showed him the dagger: "Is this yours?"

Bai Jiamu was so shocked that even the remaining gold ornaments on his cuffs were jingling and vibrating, and he said repeatedly: "Yes! It's mine!"

He wanted to reach out to touch the pendant on his waist, only to realize that his hands were already tied.

Seeing the dried blood on the dagger, Bai Jiamu's face was pale, and it was not difficult to guess what they were trying to say.

He shook his head and murmured, "It's definitely not me."

The disciple who recorded the case took a pen and motioned him to tell what he knew: "Where did you go yesterday?"

yesterday?

The two Nascent Souls, one on the left and the other on the right, were no different from the Gate God, and flew down the mountain with him between them.

Bai Jiamu had many small wounds on his body, but after taking the panacea, it was not fatal, but he looked extremely embarrassed.

Strange to say, those two Nascent Souls actually put him at the foot of Xuantianzong Mountain, instead of sending him directly to the ancestor to accept the punishment.

Yuanying didn't say anything, only warned him not to make any more casual moves, and then disappeared.

Bai Jiamu guessed that these were Bai Jiong's orders.

But he couldn't understand what Bai Jiong meant at all, especially when he wanted to kill someone on the spur of the moment, there was absolutely no plan.

His blood boiled, and he decided to endure it.

What if Bai Jiong has something behind him?

He frowned, took out a new coat from the Qiankun Ring, and put it on himself.

Suddenly hearing his name being called behind him, Bai Jiamu turned his head and saw Xiaoban following three steps at a time, tumbling down from the mountain gate, and stopping in front of him, panting.

The little follower cried: "Brother! You run slowly!"

The blue veins on Bai Jiamu's forehead popped up, and he gritted his teeth: "Is this something I can slow down if I want to?!"

The two passed by the restaurant, and the little follower advised him to have a drink when he was sad.

"Although the sect stipulates that disciples are not allowed to drink alcohol, I think it's okay for many senior brothers to go out and have a small cup." The little follower said sincerely, "Alcohol can relieve people's worries."

Bai Jiamu felt that what he said was reasonable, so he entered the restaurant.

Originally, he planned to drink only one drink, but with the sensational words of the little follower, his melancholy became stronger, and he couldn't help but drink one after another, unable to stop.

In the end, I was so drunk that I couldn't tell the direction! ! !

I don't even know what I did!

The next day, early this morning, he woke up in a small alley... Wait, a small alley?Could it be that he didn't pay for the drink and was thrown out by the store? !

As soon as he woke up, his mind was still not clear, so he staggered towards the inn, opened a random room, and fell asleep.

Sleeping in the dark, I don't know how much.

As a result, hey!

He hasn't woken up yet, the person who came to arrest him from Xuantianzong has already arrived at the bedside!

Bai Jiamu said: "That's all I know." He suddenly felt guilty, and was pulled by the rope in his hand, without saying anything.

But that was his dagger, no matter what time it was before, he never left it, because it was a gift from his mother.

Could it be that he really rushed up to stab Bai Jiong when he was drunk? !

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