The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

"Who is this person you are talking about?" Qiu Yutong couldn't help asking.

Xiao Wu looked at him quietly, his eyes sober, and finally shook his head: "I'm just speculating."

Qiu Yutong asked a few more words, but Xiao Wu refused to say that he had to stop.

That night, Qiu Yutong slept on the hard bed of the Zen room, and tossed and turned for a long time, always unable to sleep.

He couldn't stop thinking in his mind, he thought about the conversations he heard during the day, he thought about Xiao Wu's speculations, according to Master Qingci and Brother Brother Zhang, the murderer should be Gui Wuya, but Xiao Wu said Doubts are also reasonable. If the murderer is Gui Wuya, why does Master Wu Chen smile before he dies?

Qiu Yutong thought for a long time, but still puzzled, until three o'clock, he fell asleep confusedly.

...

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the day of the Xianmeng General Assembly came.

Early in the morning, after Qiu Yutong got up, he and Xiao Wu came to the large square in front of the Great Hall of Nanshan Temple.

Nanshan Temple occupies a very wide area, and this square is quite large in size. The ground of the square is all paved with 12 kilograms of water-milled blue bricks, which is flat and wide, and it is very impressive.

At this moment, I saw the hustle and bustle of the square, crowded, already packed with thousands of monks, large and small sects lined up, old friends chatting intimately, the enemies stared at each other, the introduction of the introduction, the avoidance of avoidance, it was really lively and extraordinary.

Hundreds of pilgrims and monks in Nanshan Temple continue to shuttle among the crowd, leading guests from all walks of life to sit at their respective martial arts positions, so although there are many people, they are in order.

"Unexpectedly, so many people came." Qiu Yutong could not help but sigh.

"It's really hilarious." Xiao Wu also nodded.

Looking from afar, I saw above the square, Yuqin Palace, Duronism, Bliss Palace, Liudaomen, Qingshan School, Changhai Gate, plus various repairs ... The dense crowds, large and small schools, Almost squeezed the huge square into a water.

These various monks are very excited now, staring at the square in front-there is a large and wide Yanwutai in that place.

Later, the show is about to begin.

After a short time, I only listened to a melodious voice and sang loudly: "Abbot of Nanshan Temple, Master Qingci arrives-the head of Shuoxuecheng, and Master Xie arrives-"

With this voice, Master Qingci led Xie Wanting and his party out.

There was a sudden commotion in the square.

"It's Lord Xie!"

"Shuo Xuecheng really arrived long ago!"

"Shuo Xuecheng and Nanshan Temple have always been friends, and it is normal to arrive early."

"I don't know today, can I see Lord Xie and Lord Guiji fighting?"

"Have you never heard of it? The last time Shuo Xue discussed swords, Xie Wanting had his legs abolished, and since then he only knows how to play flute, and he has retreated from fighting, even the sword ..."

"Yeah, I think that, because of this, he should not occupy the third position in the sword spectrum ..."

"Hush, you whisper, do you want to die?"

Qingci seemed to hear some arguments, but couldn't help but glance at Xie Wanting, his expression slightly embarrassing. But as a party, Xie Wanting's face