The rivers and lakes are full of vests

Fu Peibai sat beside a mountain stream on Chaoquan Peak, the spring water was sparkling, and a cold mist filled the air.

Only in such a noisy environment can she let herself go for a while, but she can only get a moment of peace.

Fifteen hours ago, Sang Yunshi found her in the dark and briefly told her about the disciple who died last night.

The disciple was found in a rockery on Qingliao Peak. He was already dead when he was found, with many bruises all over his body. He seemed to have fought fiercely with someone before he was alive, but the fatal injury was a wound on his neck. He was wounded by a sword and killed with one blow.

The guards reported this to Wu Zhong, the commander of the guards. Wu Zhong took the opportunity to declare that this person was a spy of the Devil's Cult and had already been punished. This move could not only cover up the truth of the massive search last night, but also avoid causing panic among the people.

Fu Peibai lowered his head, thinking of Ding Yi's faintly visible bruises and the dodging eyes of Ding Yi when he spoke.

Did Ding Yi really do it...

why......

There was no way to know the answer, and she couldn't question Ding Yi.

As the night was getting dark, Fu Peibai got up and left Chaoquan Peak. Instead of going to her residence in Qianshan, she walked towards the bottom of the Buddha Cliff. After reaching the bottom of the cliff, she continued to walk downstream along the Nanqu River.

During the day, she asked Qi Ji for a three-day vacation on the grounds of her health. This time, her destination was Hanyang, a hundred miles away. It will definitely be ahead of time, and she has to personally find out what Lu Wencheng is planning.

two days later...

Jiangdong Licheng, the sun is rising in the east at this time, the warm winter sun shines on the avenue in the city, the morning food stalls on the street rise up the heat, and the vendors along the street shout loudly, making it very lively.

A slender young man was wearing a black robe, leather wristbands, and a hat, drinking a bowl of porridge with his head down.

Most of his face was hidden under the hat, and he seemed to be eating porridge seriously, but all his attention was focused on his ears, listening to the conversation of the two men at the next table.

"Zhao Yazi, why did you get up so early today?"

"The son of the head of the Lingyang Sect is marrying a wife, and our boss has taken over the job of hosting the banquet. I have to rush to help after I have breakfast."

"It's a good thing. Although it's only been ten years since the Lingyang sect established a faction, it's thanks to them guarding our Hanyang in the past ten years. The head of Ling's family is also kind and generous, and they have done a lot of good things. They are much better than the prefect of Hanyang who eats nothing. Ah, I heard that in recent months, the Fallen Shadow Remnant has made a comeback, and there are still spies from the Demon Cult active in the city."

"I've also heard that this Luoying Sect is really hateful. How many heinous crimes have been committed over the years. Back then, the head of the Wenyang Sect, Meng, was such an upright and benevolent person. A family of 28 people lived together in one day. They were all slaughtered by the Demon Sect, it was inhumane, inhumane."

"You didn't even spare the children?"

"That's right, those devils burned down Wen's mansion, and finally the government found 28 corpses of various sizes, which belonged to the fifteen members of Wen's family."

The man clicked his tongue twice and didn't answer.

At another table, a young man wearing a hat had finished his porridge. She took out a copper coin from her bosom and put it on the table.

"Brother, check out."

"Okay, guest officer, go slowly."

After paying the bill, Fu Peibai did not leave, she got up and sat at the table with the two men who had just talked.

The two men stopped their movements and looked at her inexplicably.

"I've met two big brothers, I'm Fu Bai, a foreigner, I've traveled here, I just heard the two big brothers chatting about Hanyang's past, I was curious for a while, I wanted to know a little bit, if the younger brother bothers you, I will also look at the two big brothers Haihan. "

The two men came to their senses, seeing that although the young man was dressed in ordinary clothes, he spoke politely and his demeanor was extraordinary, so they took him as a son of some family.

"You are welcome, what do you want to know, little brother?"

"I heard that the two elder brothers respected this Lingyang faction quite a lot. Where does this Lingyang faction come from?"

The man smiled boldly, put his hands on the table, and began to talk about the Hanyang Lingyang Gate.

"We have to talk about Lingyangmen 15 years ago. At that time, there was only one martial arts school in Hanyang, called the Haoran School, and it was considered a well-known school. Unfortunately, the forces in the school were divided later. The huge Haoran sect split into three sects in a few years, one is called Moyang sect, the other is Wenyang sect, and the third is Mingyang sect, the three sects are controlled by each other, forming a delicate balance."

"You don't know, just 12 years ago, the family of the head of the Wenyang Sect suffered a sudden disaster in one day, and the entire family was killed. There were 28 members of the family, and none of them escaped. It is precisely because of this that the Wenyang Sect fell overnight. , then the Lingyang Sect was banned. Lingyang Sect annexed Moyang and Mingyang successively, and became the largest martial arts sect in Hanyang. Fortunately, the head of Lingyang Sect is generous and benevolent. For more than ten years, Protecting this side of water and soil, so that we can be sheltered in troubled times, the people of Hanyang naturally respect Lingyangmen very much."

Fu Peibai raised his eyebrows, "Wenyangmen was destroyed because of Luoying Sect?"

The man's face seemed to be indignant, and he raised his voice a little, "Naturally! Only the Demon Sect can do such insane things. After the incident, many sects in the world sent people to Hanyang to investigate, although they didn't give a recognized statement in the end. Come on, but privately, they all acquiesced that it was the work of the Demon Cult."

Fu Peibai nodded, and was about to ask something else, when another man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Oh, but I've heard another theory."

"what?"

The man beckoned, and the three of them made a pile together.

"I've heard that the destruction of Wen Yang was not done by the Demon Sect, but by a righteous master who later disguised himself as the hands of the Demon Sect."

The man who heard it widened his eyes immediately, and retorted loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about, how is it possible! Since it is the right way, why do you want to do this!"

The man who was reprimanded waved his hands again and again, signaling the other party to be quiet, "Why are you so anxious, I've heard that it's numb."

"Then you said which famous sect did it?!"

The man showed embarrassment, "This... I dare not say."

Fu Peibai made a look of unbearable curiosity, and said in a low voice: "Tell me, big brother, little brother will never spread the word."

The man swallowed and opened his mouth slightly. Although he didn't make a sound, Fu Peibai clearly saw two words from his mouth.

Celestial pole.

Her heart skipped a beat, she suppressed her ups and downs, thanked her and left the breakfast stall.

The old stories that the two men said just now floated in her mind, she glanced at the gate of Ling's house decorated with lights and festoons at the end of the avenue from a distance, her eyes gradually deepened.

It was night, a mansion of a wealthy family in Li City was brightly lit, and there were two fiery red lanterns hanging outside the mansion, and there was an endless stream of people entering and entering.

The head of Ling Yang and his son stood outside the door. The father and son greeted the guests with the same warm smiles, and the servant was beside him to receive the gifts and register.

"Brother Wang, hurry up, please come inside, please come inside."

"Nephew Ling Xian is very happy today, congratulations, congratulations."

"Thank you, thank you, Elder Meng, please."

"Hey, this young man just looks at you? Please show me the invitation card?" The boy said, reaching out his hand to stop a young man with a handsome face and a soft beard who was dressed in rich brocade clothes.

The man calmly took out the bronzing invitation card from his arms and handed it over.

The young man looked at it after receiving it, and then stepped aside, "Chengdong Zhangji Pawn Shop, you must be the young master of Zhang's shopkeeper, right?"

The man nodded and followed the crowd into Ling's mansion.

After the boy's shrill voice could not be heard behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief, found an empty table and sat down, seemingly stroking the beard on his lips, but in fact it was the pasted false Stabilize the beard.

This young man is exactly Fu Peibai who stole the invitation and came here under an impostor. Right now, she is guilty of a thief, drinking tea unnaturally to cover up the expression on her face.

Fortunately, there are many people invited to the wedding banquet. There are dozens of round tables in the courtyard, each of which can accommodate 12 people. Who is this strange face? He only chatted with people he knew well in twos and threes.

Soon, when the auspicious time came, the gong sounded and the firecrackers blared. Fu Peibai absent-mindedly listened to the recitation on the stage, watching the bride and groom worship the heaven and the earth.

After sitting like this for a while, the bride was brought into the bridal chamber, the groom began to toast at the table, and people who knew each other started to walk around, pushing glasses and changing glasses, and the courtyard was crowded with people and noisy.

Fu Peibai was peeling a peanut boredly, and suddenly a familiar faint fragrance wafted from the tip of her nose. When the peanut landed, she stood up abruptly and looked around hastily.

Everywhere you look, there are unfamiliar faces of men, women and children, and there is no familiar face.

The excited expression gradually faded, Fu Peibai hooked the corners of his lips, and raised a mocking smile.

At this time, the groom came to their table with a toast. She held up the wine glass with everyone, and after saying the words of congratulations with a smirk, she was about to drink it, but a strange fragrance wafted from the tip of her nose. She was stunned, and the movement of drinking also stopped , When she was about to carefully capture where the fragrance came from, the fragrance dissipated again.

One time was misidentification, and the other two times were definitely intentional, she was here.

"Master Zhang, what's the matter?" the groom asked.

Fu Peibai gave a perfunctory smile, and said nothing, her eyes fell into the jade cup, and she found the fine froth sinking at the bottom of the cup, she squinted her eyes, raised her head to drink, but slowly poured out the wine under the cover of her wide sleeves .

When she sat down again, she looked a lot more serious, sat upright, and glanced around, as if waiting for something.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and an exclamation sounded from the dam, and the crowd hurriedly gathered around. In the center of the crowd, a young man fainted on the ground, foaming at the mouth, his body twitching. Everyone panicked, and they were about to call for a doctor. In an instant, three more people fell to the ground one after another. With the same symptoms, they stopped breathing within a moment.

This change made everyone terrified, and they were about to run out of the mansion, but the gate was closed with a "bang", and countless sharp arrows decorated with flames flew from all directions in the compound.

The sky was turned bright yellow by the flames, and ghosts and wolves howled instantly in Ling's mansion. Fu Peibai saw with his own eyes a man at the same table fell to the ground due to a poisoning attack, and a rocket flew towards his chest again. The man called for help Before he even shouted out, his eyes popped out and he died.

She was startled, and the sound of arrows passed by her ears. Fortunately, her body reacted faster than her brain, and after she dodged agilely, she rolled from the ground and entered under the round table.

Under the tablecloth, there was silence, but there were panicked howls and shouts outside, as well as the crisp sound of broken porcelain and messy footsteps, among which were the cries of children.

Fu Peibai's eyes widened suddenly, and her heart beat faster. The situation was like that in Huailiu Village back then. She was bound in the cellar, listening to the wailing on the ground helplessly, calling for help.

But now she is no longer that helpless girl, she has grown up, she has the strength and courage to protect others.

She directly overturned the table, Ming Xiao unsheathed at her waist, and with a sweep of the rusty sword, several fast-flying fire arrows were blocked.

She caught a glimpse of a shivering little maidservant in the corner, stepped on a few round tables, quickly came to the little maidservant, pulled her and stuffed her under the nearest table, and then rescued more people who hadn't yet arrived while dodging the continuous fire arrows. People who drink poisoned wine.

However, her power alone is limited after all. In the mansion, there are more lives that she could not save. Clusters, and countless lifeless corpses.

The screams and wailing in the courtyard gradually stopped, and Huoya's offensive also stopped. At this time, there were only two people standing in the courtyard.

Fu Peibai, who was panting with Ming Xiao in his hand, and the bride in red makeup who just ran from the back room.

The bride stared blankly at the scene in front of her. The phoenix crown was messed up, the scarf was scattered, and she seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

Fu Peibai couldn't bear to look at her, and turned her head slightly, but the next moment, there was a "bang", and she suddenly turned her head to see that the woman in the red wedding dress had crashed to death on the high hall, prostrate in her husband's arms, The bright red on her forehead was actually more vivid than the wedding dress on her body.