Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

"Wangyoucao, Fenghunsan, Poyuedan, Geshenghua..." The chief disciple of the Lingcao hall knelt in front of Xue Lingjing with a heavy box of elixir, with a serious face, read out the prescriptions one by one, and then picked up his pen Draw a few circles in it and send it to Xue Lingjing, "Uncle Master, most of the pills that Zhang Qifeng transferred in recent months are life-saving pills, but these flavors are somewhat different, please take a look."

Xue Lingjing took the pile of prescriptions, his face became darker the more he looked at it, and he raised his head and said, "It's all about suppressing evil."

The eldest disciple said indignantly: "Exactly! No wonder Song Zhiyu came to the Lingcao Hall for medical treatment many times and we didn't realize it. It turned out that Zhang Xifeng and his fellow protected him and killed many disciples."

"That's not necessarily the case." Shitou said suddenly, "I'm afraid Zhang Qifeng himself was deceived."

Xue Lingjing lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then turned and left the Lingcao Hall without saying a word.

Shitou hurriedly followed: "Hey Master Xue, where are you going?"

Xue Lingjing didn't stop, just said: "Go and cover the incense tomb."

"You want to find out how Zhang Qifeng died, don't you?" Shitou said, "Don't look, it must have been killed by his precious apprentice."

Xue Lingjing paused.

"This is obviously a game." Shitou spread his hands, "I felt familiar when you told me about Zhang Qifeng, but after seeing the peach blossoms in the mirror, I thought of the life experience of the little friend Song mentioned by Scholar Cen—isn't it like Zhang Xifeng in the mirror is like Zhang Xifeng in the mirror. He has a little talent but is old. He was weak and sick since he was a child. He couldn't find a second way of life other than cultivating the Tao. Such a person was inserted into Zhang Xifeng's side by the hands of the Cangshan Sect. How could he not be a trap? "

Xue Lingjing was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Even so, it's not the reason why Qifeng lied to the teacher and hid evil."

"It's evil." Stone tapped the flower tree beside him lightly with the fan handle, and the petals fluttered down, "Song Zhiyu didn't want to win Zhang Xifeng's sympathy, he wanted to be Zhang Xifeng's evil."

"..." Xue Lingjing stared blankly for a long time, then Fang suddenly said, "The cycle of karma eventually becomes retribution. When Qi Feng saw Song Zhiyu, he thought of himself, so no matter what, he couldn't do anything to cut off his life."

"Yes." Shitou sighed with a smile, "Zhang Qifeng was not suitable for cultivating Taoism, but Wuling took him in and saved his life. Now that he is in a different place, if he abandons Song Zhiyu instead, it will be the same for him. Your hands are stained with blood, and your heart is stained with evil spirits—you Wuling people are always like this. Even if you have attained the Tao and cast immortal bones, your heart and soul are still imprisoned in the mortal body in just a few years... Whether it is Zhang Xifeng or Yu Suqing, even You, too."

"Qifeng didn't betray Wuling." Xue Lingjing didn't respond to his emotion, and just said firmly, "He couldn't let go of Song Zhiyu, but he also knew that such evil could not stay in the sect forever, so he made up Yao Yuegu and sent the disciple away ...He just never thought that this was a game, nor did he think that the brocade worm was so vicious."

"Who knows? Maybe he thinks that Wuling is useless and can't save his precious apprentice." Shitou yawned lazily, and flicked his sleeves twice, "If you betrayed you, you betrayed. Half of the hundreds of lives in Wuling should be attributed to him, and the consequences have already been planted, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he deserves to die, and you don't have to excuse him anymore."

Xue Lingjing was speechless, but lightly stroked the mirror fan in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"Your precious fan didn't lie to you. It's not a Xibei product. Are you happy?" Shitou leaned forward with a smile on his face, his face was as bright as peaches and plums, "How about throwing a banquet to celebrate?"

Xue Lingjing smiled amusedly at him: "This matter is not over yet, but what are you thinking about?"

"The mystery has been solved, and most of it is solved." Shitou yawned, "Little Song is still hiding inside your door, mobilizing your apprentices and grandchildren to turn the three mountains upside down, capture people and beat them to death , this matter is over, you can celebrate freely... Kiss Master Xue, remember to give me a first-class credit, let me order a few hard dishes at the banquet..."

"Most of the disciples in Wuling have already bigu, even if there is a banquet, it's just some fairy wine." Xue Lingjing patted his forehead with a smile, "Probably you won't like it."

"Come on!" Shitou curled his lips and said, "Why don't you pass on the position to me, I'll come to shake the door and teach you monks what it means to be rich and luxurious, and what it means to be happy in life."

The two chatted for a while, Xue Lingjing walked into a small building, Shi Shi vaguely discerned that this was a library building, unexpectedly when he opened the door and entered, a burst of elegant fragrance came to his face, and there were a few faint groans from inside the building, Either high or low, one after another, it seems that there is more than one person.

"Wow——" Shitou widened his eyes and exclaimed, "No way, there is really a place for luxury, Xue Lingjing, you seem to be a fucking gentleman, you never thought that you would build a kiln in the inner door privately, and enjoy the blessings of everyone ..."

Xue Lingjing didn't bother to pay attention to him, he made a fool of himself and rushed to the depths of the small building, bumping into Fu Qingfeng who was walking towards him.

"Hey," Shitou frowned, "Is it ruining Peak Lord Fu's good deed? Give me the wine pot, and I will punish myself with three cups."

Fu Qingfeng glanced at him, smiled and said to Xue Lingjing: "It's all been interrogated."

When Shitou heard the word "trial", he felt a chill on his feet, and after a closer look, he found a bunch of dog's tail grass stuck in Fu Qingfeng's waist.

Stone:"……"

Fu Qingfeng blinked at him.

Xue Lingjing sat down in front of the small table, raised his hand to signal Fu Qingfeng to start, Fu Qingfeng clapped his hands, and two boy servants escorted the two barefoot children forward.

It was Long Ge and Xiao Ning.

Looking at the red and swollen eyes of the two children from crying and the bare soles of their feet, Shi Shi couldn't help curling his toes.

Fu Qingfeng said: "Tell me the truth, tell me carefully from the beginning, if one word is inaccurate..."

"Don't dare dare dare!!" The two children screamed and shook their heads.

Stone asked in a low voice, "What's going on here?"

"The matter of the yang soul has been clarified, but the matter of the yin soul has not yet been clarified." Xue Lingjing said, "The Cangshan faction collided with us several times to select disciples. The problem probably lies with the selected group of disciples. If you can’t get it out, you have to try the old method.”

When Shitou heard the word "old way", he couldn't help but chuckle.

Xue Lingjing said softly, "Speak."

The two children had never heard such a soft voice. Brother Long seemed to be holding a life-saving straw, knelt down and cried: "Reporting to the palm, the head, in March this year, before the selection of each fairy sect, there is something The king of 'Wuyun Mountain', the Taoist master of the king, came to my house to see Fengshui and sell spiritual weapons. When he saw me, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said that I am full of heaven and have outstanding talents. If, if you buy a pack, you will become immortal Fan, will be favored by the elders, and may be able to fly, fly, and become immortals in the future..."

Xue Lingjing's face was slightly condensed, but Shitou smiled and said, "Good guy, isn't that the cheating fan?"

Fu Qingfeng said: "Next."

Another barefooted disciple was dragged out of the room, lying on the ground, not daring to look up, and explained in detail about his purchase of cheating fans.

Fu Qingfeng: "Next."

Such a series of dozens of teenagers, all barefooted, red-eyed, and unkempt, cried and complained. Xue Lingjing got tired of hearing it and waved his hand.

Fu Qingfeng nodded and said: "Bring that liar from Wuyun Mountain up."

The author says:

One more later