Lingbo had already noticed Konghou standing in the crowd. In a group of ordinary people, if there is a girl with outstanding appearance, it will naturally stand out from the others. It's just that she saw that the other party's bone age was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was already a fifth-order foundation-building cultivation base, so she didn't put too much attention on her.
Seeing that Konghou took the initiative to help her ask the people in the inn, Lingbo took the initiative and said, "I don't know who the girl is?"
"Konghou, a disciple of Huazong in Xiayun." Konghou bowed to Lingbo, "Fairy Lingbo is polite."
"Good morning, Fairy Konghou." Lingbo bowed back with a serious expression on her face. She had heard of Konghou's name. Two years ago, her master told her that there was a cultivation genius like her from Yunhuamen. She had already established her foundation when she was only fourteen years old. She didn't expect that they would meet here. As for Konghou, Lingbo's mood is a bit complicated, she admires the talent of the other party, but also doesn't like a girl younger than her to steal her limelight, so for a while, she doesn't know whether she likes this girl or not.
Others were secretly surprised in their hearts, what day is today, and they met two disciples of the big sect at once. Some people thought that during the day, there was a playboy who molested Konghou. If that playboy knew that the girl was a disciple of Yunhua Clan, he would have been so frightened that his legs would have softened.
"I wonder if Miss Konghou noticed any changes when she was sleeping at night?" Lingbo asked.
Konghou shook his head: "Tonight is extraordinarily quiet. I also came out after hearing the screams." She glanced around, "Who made the screams?"
The scream was so terrifying that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
To Konghou's surprise, everyone present said that they also followed downstairs after hearing the screams, and no one admitted that they discovered the body first.
Seeing this scene, Lingbo's face became ugly again. The scream was deliberately leading them out. Maybe this person was pretending to be an unknowing guest, smugly watching her helpless and laughing at the incompetence of their Zhaohan Sect.
He is in the face of Zhao Hanzong.
Thinking of this, Lingbo's beautiful face was stained with anger: "Does the murderer want to be an enemy of our Zhaohan Sect?" She can endure many things, but the face of the sect cannot be lost at all.
Seeing Aya's anger, the others secretly cursed at the evil cultivator hiding among them, and they were afraid that the next person to die would be themselves, and they began to doubt the people around them.
"Fairy Lingbo, since this happened in Qiu City, why don't you send someone to inform the city lord of Qiu City, and let him help with the investigation." Kong Hou saw Lingbo's maid blocking the gate, preventing anyone from leaving, "This way you can also How many helpers can I have?"
"If they could find out the murderer, they caught him last month, how could such a thing happen again today?" Lingbo's tone was a little light, "Fairy Konghou, this is my Zhaohan Sect's business, please let the fairy take care of you. Make up your own mind."
Does this mean she is nosy
Konghou leaned against the stair railing, crossed his arms around his chest, and said lazily, "Fairy Lingbo, please." After speaking, he closed his eyes and began to regain his senses.
It was obvious that the other party did not confront her, not even a heavy word, but Ayanami inexplicably felt that her heart was blocked, but she couldn't get angry. With a sullen face, he said to his servant girl, "Take away the bones of Yuelian and bury them there tomorrow."
"Girl, Yuelian's ancestral home is in Pingcheng, and the slave wants to bring her ashes back to Pingcheng for burial." The maid who was befriended with Yuelian bite the bullet and knelt down, "I beg your permission."
Lingbo glanced at the maid blankly, and said coldly, "Okay."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at everyone: "Before the matter is clarified, please stay in the inn for a few more days, and the cost will be borne by me."
Although everyone wanted to escape from this place, Ayanami opened her mouth, and no one dared to refute it, so they had to respond weakly. Occasionally, there are a few courageous people who only dare to whisper a few words, but dare not refute in front of Ayanami.
According to the rules, there is a murder case in the inn, and it is indeed impossible to leave easily. But if you find out your identity and prove your innocence, you can leave. This Fairy Lingbo of the Zhaohan Sect clearly regarded all of them as objects of suspicion.
Lingbo Cai doesn't care what these people think, she has been in the Zhaohan Sect for less than 20 years, and she is already in the Jindan stage. ? As for these guests who are mediocre and even ordinary human beings, she is only polite on the face, but she doesn't take them seriously at all.
These people complained in private, and in front of her, wouldn't they still respectfully call her a fairy
Just when everyone was about to go back to the room to rest, the city owner Du Bin brought people over. As soon as he entered the door, he apologized to everyone: "Du Mou's poor management has shocked everyone." After speaking, he gave everyone a big gift.
Everyone returned their salutes again and again, saying that this was a disturbance by evil cultivators, not to blame City Lord Du Yunyun. Although Qiucheng is not big, it is adjacent to Yunhuamen and belongs to the affiliated city of Yunhuamen. Although Yunhuamen usually does not like to interfere in the affairs of the affiliated cities, but if it becomes a big problem, Yunhuamen will definitely not sit back and ignore it, so it can't be provoked.
"This disciple has met Uncle Konghou." Du Bin walked through the crowd, came to Konghou, and respectfully saluted a junior.
"Don't be too polite, don't be too polite." Kong Hou stood up straight and pointed down, "You can solve the matter here, I'll go to bed." She yawned and turned to go back to her room.
Suddenly, she paused and pointed at the young man in Chinese clothes huddled at the door, "Who is this?"
"If you go back to the uncle, this is the dog Du Jing." He said a little embarrassedly, "I didn't pass the entry test this year, so I haven't had the opportunity to join the sect, but according to the seniority, he is your disciple and grandchild."
"Oh, my grandson." Konghou looked at Du Jing with a half-smile, "Look...he's quite energetic."
"Uncle Master has won the prize. This scumbag invites cats and dogs all day long. He doesn't do business. He's in his twenties, and he doesn't have much cultivation. It's a joke for you." He turned around and scolded Du Jing, "What are you doing standing there? , come here soon to pay tribute to your uncle."
Du Jing groaned inwardly, knowing that he shouldn't have followed him just now, he was simply humiliating himself. How can there be such an inch of things in the world, when the head is hot, and the door is not closed, he provokes a master and uncle.
How did Yunhuamen do it, how could such a young girl become his uncle
"Junior... I have seen my uncle."
"Be louder. Isn't your voice usually quite loud? Why does it seem like you haven't eaten yet?" Du Bin got angry when he saw his son's shrinking head and slapped him on the forehead, "No rules!"
Du Jing glanced at Du Bin faintly, this was really his own father, and he spared no effort to kiss his son. If the old man knew that as his son, he had molested his great-uncle today, would he be so angry that he would kill him on the spot
"Senior nephew doesn't have to be so polite, my family doesn't pay attention to these polite manners." Konghou smiled and looked at Du Jing who was standing under the steps, reached out and patted the top of his head: "My grandson is good."
Duke: …
The dignified and invincible little overlord of Qiucheng has been reduced to the point of being a grandson for a 16-year-old girl. What face does he have to be a scoundrel? He is the shame of the dandy world, the loser in the little bully group.
When he was secretly suffering, he had an extra red bag in his hand, which was stuffed to him by Konghou. He looked up at Konghou in confusion, what does this mean, give him poison and let him kill it on his own
Although he is a shame in the dandy world, he doesn't want to die. As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live. He has no merit, but he has a thick skin. In order to live a good life, he doesn't need to have a face.
"Good disciple, this is a gift from my uncle to meet you." Kong Hou patted him on the shoulder and said happily, "See you tomorrow."
"Respectfully send Shishu." Seeing that his son didn't respond, Du Bin stretched out his legs and kicked him.
Du Jing hurriedly bowed: "Respectfully send my uncle off."
"Good grandson."
Du Bin looked at the back of Konghou leaving, and sighed in his heart that he is indeed a direct disciple of Yunhuamen, a genius with five spiritual roots, but his bearing is different. When he looked at his unworthy son next to him, he sighed, and forget it.
If it goes on, he can't help but pump this incompetent thing.
When she saw Du Bin walking towards Konghou, Lingbo guessed that it was Konghou who had used a sound transmission to notify him. Although she was a little unhappy in her heart, since the person had already come over, she didn't want to make the atmosphere too stiff, leaving the maid to communicate with Du Bin, and turned back to the backyard by herself.
Du Jing whispered to Du Bin: "This Zhaohan Sect's Fairy Lingbo is really calm, the maid was killed, and she can go back to sleep."
"Shut up." Du Bin glared at him and instructed his men to surround the inn to prevent the murderer from escaping in other directions. When he went to inspect the corpse, the maid of Zhao Hanzong refused to let it, saying that Yuelian was a woman and should not be touched by other men.
"Everyone is dead, you don't let her go in peace, and you still pay attention to these customs, is there something wrong?" Du Jing sneered, "Could it be that the murderer is your own, afraid that we will find out, so you deliberately make excuses not to Let's get close?"
"Nonsense!" The maids were so angry that they raised their eyebrows and drew their swords.
"What do you want to do?" Du Jing shouted loudly, "Zhaohanzong is bullying others, he is going to kill people!"
"City Lord Du, Du Gongzi smears my faction like this, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?" The head maid had a gloomy face, wishing she could stab Du Jing, who was shouting to death, with a sword.
"Forgive me, girl, Inuzi has never been in trouble, I'll take him back and discipline him next time." Du Bin smiled apologetically, as honest as the face had to be. But he kept saying that he wanted to discipline his son, but he didn't stop Du Jing's shouting at this time.
knock knock knock.
A man in black stood at the door of the inn and knocked on the door three times.
"Excuse me, is there any room left?"
Everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw the man in the white clothes surpassing the snow in the heavy snow outside the door, and the room became quiet in an instant. The candlelight swayed gently by the night wind, casting a shadow on the face of the deceased.
The man in black saw the corpse lying on the ground, turned around and said to the man, "Young Master, there is a dead person in this shop, and no one can live in it."
The guests in the inn: "… "
Aren't all of them standing in the room human