Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

No one in the courtyard made a sound, the abbot and all the disciples dared not speak out, and silently recited "Heaven has the virtue of good life".

Brother Long lost the traction of his hair, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a "crack", shouting in his heart: "Shi Daxian! What can I do!"

However, without a strand of hair, it seemed that he could not even hear Shi Daxian's voice.

Shi Daxian in the coffin was not having a good time either, with a bitter face, he looked at his forehead with his fingers, and said to himself: "What are the techniques for escaping... Traveling thousands of miles in a day? Changing stars? A leaf that can block your eyes?... It can't be done. , it seems to know it, it seems it doesn't know it, my brain..."

Xue Lingjing said, "Qihe, go and open the box." At the end, he added, "Go yourself."

Cen Qihe didn't dare to neglect, said "yes" and walked towards the big red lacquered box, watching him getting closer and closer with stone eyes, "Ma Mi Ma Mi Bang" in his mouth. Traveling thousands of miles a day, the stars move, the last sentence is in the mind, but the next sentence is not, and the instructions are remembered, but the heart is forgotten.

The big vermilion lacquer box was opened inch by inch, followed by the coffin lid, and the bright light spilled in. In a hurry, Shi Shi picked up a handful of "cheating powder" in his arms and threw it at Cen Qihe. Cen Qihe had already responded, and the long-sleeved With a flick, the dust was blown all over the ground, and then he reached out and pulled the stone out of the coffin.

Cen Feng master learned a lot from a fall, and his movements of grabbing and slamming were clean and neat. After throwing the person on the ground, he even patted the dust on his sleeves, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Shitou: I'm so uneducated, I don't deserve a beating.

His eyeballs rolled around, and Brother Long gave him a thumbs up from behind.

Xue Lingjing's eyes darkened slightly: "Who are you?"

Cen Qihe frowned: "You were the one on the road just now..."

"No, no!" Shitou hurriedly said, laughing awkwardly, "I'm just a beggar, begging all the way along the street, learned some tricks, and I heard that there are gods here, so I just wanted to show off, there's no other meaning, ha, no other the meaning of."

Cen Qihe ignored him, turned back and said: "Master, I saw this person on the road when I came here just now, and I always feel that his facial features, eyes and body shape seem familiar, Master, let's take a look?"

Xue Lingjing raised his eyebrows, walked slowly in front of Shitou, and at a distance of three feet, raised Shitou's chin with the handle of the bright mirror fan, looking down at his face.

Shi Shi continued to play dumb: "Hey, immortals, I don't know if you have seen me, anyway, I haven't..."

"Shut up." Xue Lingjing interrupted him coldly.

Shi Shi noticed that headmaster Xue's face, as calm as a mirror lake, was slightly perplexed, even a little confused.

He frowned, flickered out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly froze, seeing his face reflected in the transparent fan bone of the mirror fan, some dry and cracked mud at the end of his eyes fell to the ground, revealing the corners of his eyes half like peach petals.

Shi Daxian was frightened immediately, he got up with fluttering arms, even rolled and rolled into the big incense burner beside him, he didn't care about the pain, buried his face in the incense ash and inhaled heavily, turning himself into half Only a mud monkey crawled out.

Cen Qihe crossed his arms and said, "I want to cover it up."

"Little Cen," Shitou said with a dry smile, leaning his butt on the edge of the incense burner, "I'm really ugly, I'm afraid I'll dirty the eyes of the immortals."

"This fellow Taoist." Cen Qihe was noncommittal, "It's fine if you don't want to show your true face to others, but I don't know if Cen is lucky enough to know, who is your name, where did you study, hide in a coffin, manipulate Why did the second kid tease this humble person?"

He flirtatiously embraced the object of teasing to himself, never mentioning Xue Lingjing's "humiliating one hand" just now, and there was a three-point warning in his eyes.

Very filial disciple.Stone muttered, and a story was now being made up in his mind.

Xue Lingjing looked at him fixedly, and suddenly said: "Since you claim to know some things about cultivating the Tao, have you ever heard of the function of this bright mirror fan?"

"Of course I've heard of it." Shi Daxian is a master at stalking and flirting, and he took up the conversation like a fish in water, "The mirror fan has learned from history to the present, and I, a little beggar, have no place to hide under your old man's fan in my past and future lives, just now you Elderly Gu Nian, brother Long is young, so he didn't use his real skills, so he fell a little bit of a disadvantage, who knows that you are the old man who is the number one in the world today?"

Although what he said was confusing, it was well-founded. Many disciples in the Tianshen Temple nodded secretly, but Xue Lingjing still looked ugly and cold as ice. He asked again: "Then you admit what you have committed?" What happened?"

"That's natural!" Shito hurriedly climbed up the pole, suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly corrected, "No, no, what can I do, although the mirror is good, don't trust it!"

Everyone: "..."

"I just saw it in the fan." Xue Lingjing's voice was a little softer, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he was as cold as ever. "You have 38 lives in your hands. How do you explain it?"

A cold wind blew into the courtyard, and there was no sound of breathing for a few breaths.

Everyone seemed to have been frozen by frost suddenly, their faces were frozen and their mouths were open. The cool breeze was even more creepy.

Xue Lingjing turned around, glanced at Cen Qihe, Cen Qihe also turned pale, nodded at Xue Lingjing, arched his body towards the statue of Wuling Immortal Monarch, then turned to the abbot and all the disciples and said, "Just now As I said below, the reason why Master left the customs and came to Fu County is not for the purpose of selecting disciples, but for another purpose."

The abbot looked at him dumbly, his lips were trembling, and he still didn't dare to speak.

Cen Qihe slightly raised his voice: "Everyone knows that there are three peaks and eighteen caves in Wulin Sect, three peak masters, and eighteen cave masters. , are all three of my disciples who entered the house. Although the teaching is not good and the achievements are not enough, but they are indeed watching them grow up, they are personally disciplined, and they have good conduct... However, just a few months ago, I went out of Wulingmen A bloody case."

Shi Shi folded his arms, jumped off the incense burner, and sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the statue, looking at Cen Qihe, his perverted and distorted face was expressionless at this moment.

Cen Qihe paused for a moment, then continued: "The sixth cave in the Eighteenth Cave, Shuiya Cave claimed that Qi Feng was missing, and 38 people under his sect died. All of them were sealed with a sword, and there was no trace of a fight. The murderer's methods are vicious. It is sublime, unseen, unheard."

Xue Lingjing said: "I am investigating the murderer, and the mirror fan reflects this place."

He didn't go any further, but everyone understood what he meant.

Brother Long Xiaoning looked at the stone in disbelief.

The abbot also tremblingly said: "No wonder this crazy beggar always said that the Wuling Immortal forced him to go around the Wuling faction... so he was fleeing in fear of crime?"

Dozens of scorching gazes fell on Shitou's face, filled with fear and resentment, Shitou waved his hands with a stiff face and said, "Xue Daxian, you made a mistake with your fan, I'm a butcher... A few months ago, the county magistrate Wang's house posed Banquet, I just killed 38 pigs—”

A crisp sound of "click" interrupted his defense, Xue Lingjing crushed the cup in his hand, turned his head and said coldly: "Are you saying that taking the lives of 38 disciples under my sect is tantamount to killing pigs in your eyes? "

"This is much less labor-intensive than killing a pig..." Shitou murmured in a low voice, then raised his head and laughed, "What's the matter, Daxian, human life is life, but pig life is not life?"

Xue Lingjing shook his head and turned his back.

"Zen Xie Formation." He raised his hand and shouted, "Formation, kill without mercy."