Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

Yu Dailan led the Xiafeng disciples, half begging and half coercing, took the five sects away from the mountain gate, either staying or detaining them, and placing them separately.

Cen Fu and Li Wangchen, who came from afar, followed Xie Qiushi all the way into Zhongfeng Izumo Hall.

Xie Qiushi flicked his sleeves slightly, and they sat casually in front of the desk by the window.

The servant boy served tea and prepared wine for Fu Qingfeng. Fu Qingfeng turned the brand new wine cup and said with a smile: "Thank you for going out for a trip, the master has improved a lot. If you make a fuss, let us take it." Upwind."

Xie Qiushi was naturally happy to hear it, and smiled, leaning on the table with his chin propped up, turning his eyes to look at the disciples, as if saying, "A few more compliments."

Cen Qihe glanced at him, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Master Xie, just now you said that you passed Dongling on the way back to Wuling... What do you think about the deaths of the disciples in Qujiang Lingshan?"

Li Wangchen also said: "I'm sorry to say it bluntly, I was lucky enough to play with the Buddhist beads held by Master Xie, and the bead marks left on those corpses seem to be from Master Xie."

Xie Qiushi blinked his eyes: "Why, you also suspect me like outsiders?"

Cen and Li looked at each other, both smiled and shook their heads.

Xie Qiushi pulled the corners of his mouth and made a downcast grimace, took a sip of tea, and then slowly told the story one by one, from the strange movement of the Nether Sect to the fox crowing in Taoyuan Village, from the battle of the Baihua Valley to the Nether Fairy to the Bieyuan "Night Battle" Wuling Immortal spoke vividly and detailedly, and his eyebrows were beaming, until the faces of the three of them turned red and blue.

"The instigators of all this are indeed those witches from the Nether Sect." Fu Qingfeng took a sip of his wine and interrupted, "What is their intention? Not only did they murder the various sects of Wuling, but they also plotted against ordinary people ?”

"Qingfeng." Cen Qihe said with a frown, "The death of those four disciples was not witnessed by the head of the sect, so it cannot be attributed to Fairy Youming."

"Besides them, who else could it be?" Fu Qingfeng wondered, as if thinking of something again, he slapped his forehead and shouted, "By the way, one of the disciples of Qujiang left Kodan smeared by a woman on his hand. Isn't this the ironclad evidence?"

Li Wangchen was about to agree, when Xie Qiushi gave two "tsk tsk", shook his head and said, "They don't know how to scratch people with their claws, they only break your arm with 'click'."

Cen Qihe paused, stared at him and said, "Did you know something?"

"I can probably guess something." Xie Qiushi sighed, "I mentioned just now that when I was visiting Dead Man's Slope, I overheard those two Nether disciples talking..."

Cen Qihe nodded and said, "They also seem to have doubts about the source of Dongling's change."

Master Xie smiled lightly, and said: "When they first arrived in Dongling, they didn't claim to be fox fairy. The story of fox fairy was an excuse made up by Shi Renpo to prevaricate the common people after the ghost cry incident. Strange? Although they are making great efforts to build temples and wait for the opportunity to distribute 'gold-thread clothes' everywhere, they don't know that these gold-thread clothes will turn good-looking people into ghosts."

"If you don't know the function of the golden-haired clothes, how can you set up this situation?" Fu Qingfeng tapped on the table, "Zhu Bailing doesn't trust them?"

Xie Qiushi shook his head.

Cen Qihe murmured, "Do you think that even Zhu Bailing himself doesn't know the efficacy of the golden-haired clothes?"

Xie Qiushi sighed, took the wine cup in Fu Qingfeng's hand, brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and coughed twice: "I asked Yan Chicheng when I first arrived at Dongling, and even he couldn't figure it out. What exactly is the golden thread clothes? We only know that the villagers of Dongling regard it as a rare treasure for warding off disasters, saving the nation and nourishing the body. ..."

"When the Nether Sect distributes the gold thread clothes, it only distributes them to the women, and ignores the men. They not only take care of the disabled, but also consider the hard work. Zhu Bailing is sympathetic to innocent women. At first, I am afraid that she really didn't want to kill people with a knife." In the cup When the wine was finished, Master Xie flicked his finger, and the empty wine cup touched the table, and spun in a circle, "Now that I think about it, she probably really mistook the gold thread clothes for the spirit that healed the dead. She really wanted to give this elixir generously to the poor women in the world, but she never thought that there was a poison hidden under the skin of the elixir, nor did she think that the golden hazel clothes that should have been distributed to the women ended up not having a single piece. It can really be worn on women..."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Fu Qingfeng pondered for a long time before asking: "So, what does this have to do with the four dead disciples?"

Xie Qiushi pointed to the tabletop with his fingers: "Xue Shan said, among the four dead people, two have just started to indica, one has just formed a spiritual marrow, and the other has been cast into half a fairy bone."

"Bigu, marrow refining, and bone forging are all bottlenecks in the way of cultivating immortals." Cen Qihe said in a deep voice, "I felt strange when Xueshan mentioned it just now, and I sent someone to ask about it just now. It was after arriving at Dongling that he suddenly improved, and his cultivation reached the sky in one step."

Fu Qingfeng was startled and said: "Could it be that the four of them also used the gold thread clothes? But they are not women."

Xie Qiushi smiled lazily, and tapped Fu Qingfeng's forehead with a fan: "Drinking and drinking? These four big brothers are dedicated to the Tao, and they are clean-spirited. How can they pay attention to ordinary people! Naturally, they are all snatched." of."

Fu Qingfeng asked doubtfully, "Why are you so sure?"

"Em wood head! Forgot that scratch?" Xie Qiushi said, "How can an ordinary peasant girl use Kodan, and a noble girl can't ask for alms from the Nether Sect, let alone hurt the body of a cultivator... I Thinking left and right, thinking wildly, using intelligence, I realized that there is another kind of woman in this world, who has neither father, brother, nor husband, and can only earn more money by wearing this golden thread dress herself. Fu Qingfeng , shouldn't you be the clearest kid?"

Fu Qingfeng opened his mouth wide, said "ah", suddenly realized.

Cen Qihe said coldly: "What a famous family in Qujiang, what a young man! He seduces money with prostitutes, greedy for merit, even if the law of heaven ignores him, he should draw his sword and kill him."

"In this way, wouldn't it be themselves who killed them?" Li Wangchen pondered.

"That's not true. The gold thread clothes just drive people crazy, but they don't necessarily kill people's hearts." Xie Qiushi said, "I'm afraid Zhu Bailing took advantage of this to let them attack me at night, leaving traces of fighting with me, and then Killing people, trying to make me speechless."

"Fortunately, you forced them to stay here." Cen Qi finally felt a little loose on the river, and said with a smile, "With the immortal king in charge, Zhu Bailing may not be able to use his hands and feet. We will definitely find a chance to prove our innocence."

Fu Qingfeng even claimed it was.

"Really?" Xie Qiushi tilted his head, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said angrily, "Xiao Cenzi, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, and I will coax your head."

Cen Qihe felt a sudden chill down his back, subconsciously looked towards the door, wanting to rub the soles of his feet with oil.

Xie Qiushi stood up, leaned over and was about to grab Peak Master Cen's shoulder, Peak Master Cen hurriedly jumped back, saying that there were still various matters in the door that needed to be arranged urgently, so he took his leave first.

"Qingfeng," Xie Qiushi didn't care, and patted Fu Qingfeng's shoulder with a smile, "Qihe ran away, so I have to leave this Brother Li to you. Brother Li is Xue Lingjing's old friend, you take him to various places in Wuling Take a walk, take a look at the scenery, take him to the places that Xiao Xuezi liked to go to and play in the past, and pass the time."

"There's a lot of work to do!" Fu Qingfeng immediately said, "You dismiss us, planning to idle around by yourself?"

"How come?" Headmaster Xie curled his lips.

Li Wangchen also clasped his hands and said: "Master Fu, I and Ling Jing are old friends, but due to various mistakes, we haven't seen each other for many years. Now that he is going to the immortal, I am afraid that there will be no time later. I also ask Master Fu to lead me away. Let's go, to repay the regret of the year."

Fu Qingfeng's lips moved slightly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Li Wangchen was always half bowed.

Xie Qiushi suddenly said: "Brother Li, you are now stepping on the room where Xue Lingjing slept before."

Li Wangchen was startled, and suddenly jumped up as if his feet were burning.

Xie Qiushi laughed loudly, and drove the two of them out of the Izumo Hall, blocked their ears to listen to the shouts from outside, and flitted around inside.

The three people who had just left didn't realize that Master Xie lived in the inner bedroom, and there were others hiding.

Xie Qiushi took a deep breath, sank to his dantian, and suddenly shouted: "Are you satisfied!!! Yan Chicheng!!!"

Behind the bed curtain, a fairy in a plain shirt was sitting leaning on the railing, holding a book in his hand, with long hair loose, looking at him with a faint smile.

Xie Qiushi jumped onto his lap, sat on his lap, tugged at his shoulders and shook, "You don't even help me, you change your mind, you turn your face and deny anyone after eating and wiping..."

"Qiu Shi." Yan Chicheng said warmly, "You said that in front of the five sects, do you really want to marry me?"

Xie Qiushi paused for a moment, then suddenly became stiff, like a goose whose neck was pinched, flopped a few times, buried his face and said sullenly: "I don't really think about it, just think about it."

"The ears are red." Xianjun teased him, and raised his arms to hold him in his arms, "Xie Qiushi, you have to be more careful."

Xie Qiushi snorted twice: "Watch out for you old wolf?"

"Carefully wish Bailing." Yan Chicheng said.

"I understand." Master Xie let out a long sigh of relief, and habitually relaxed his body and nestled in Xianjun's arms. The two bodies fit together tightly and naturally like a lock wedge, "She knows you will love me to protect you." Me, dealing with me is equal to dealing with you, it is impossible to only arrange such two tricks, and the trick is still behind..."

As he said that, he yawned and stretched his waist, and the cat seemed to squint his eyes and smiled: "At worst, I don't want Wuling, and I will go back to Xiaojinghu with you to be Mrs. Yazhai."

"Just kidding." Yan Chicheng stroked his hair, reached out and handed him a box, "You asked me to pick it up."

"Hmm!" Xie Qiushi hurriedly got up, frantically dealing with the brass lock.

With a flick of Xianjun's finger, the copper lock opened in response, and a box of snow-white letter paper fell down.

"What is this?" Yan Chicheng wondered.

"The thing that Li Wangchen wanted to give to Xue Lingjing had never had a chance to see anyone, so he buried it under the old peach tree in the back mountain." Xie Qiushi shook the half of the note exposed in his sleeve, "He probably wanted me to pass it on for him. It's a pity for Xue, the head of the 'Ascension to Immortal'..."

As he spoke, his voice became softer and softer. Xianjun listened carefully, only hearing the faint jokes of Fu Qingfeng, Cen Qihe and Li Wangchen coming from outside the door.

"This is the stone road that Master fell on..."

"This is the futon that Master knelt down on."

"Favorite tea set", "Stake for kicking", "Long sword for trial"...

With rustling winds and bursts of laughter, Li Wangchen made a fuss like a fledgling stunned young man, and even the tone of Cen Fu and his two became brisk.

There was a high-pitched cry from the sky at the right time, and Xie Qiushi looked at the letter and suddenly said "ah".

"how?"

Head Xie took out a piece of letter paper with a slightly different color from the snowflake-like letters: "Why didn't you write a single word on this one?"

There was only a small black ink dot in the middle of the plain letter paper. It seemed that the person who wrote it hesitated for a long time, and finally did not move a word.

Xie Qiushi stared at the paper for a long time, then suddenly smiled, lifted the letter paper, looked at it carefully through the light, and saw that the front of the letter paper was engraved with shallow water pattern peach blossoms.

"This is the letter paper specially made for the head of Wuling." Xie Qiushi murmured softly.

"Xianjun, the thoughts of mortals...

Why is it so hard to guess. "