Zhou Ziruo had learned about Leng Mo’s residence when he helped Leng Mo clear the suspicion last time, so he rushed over immediately, passing the laundry room on the way, Zhou Ziruo asked Mu Qijun to change into a student uniform, which was very conspicuous at night and had a clear goal In white clothes, Mu Qijun was reluctant to change his clothes while complaining that he could not leave Leng Mo with a first impression of modesty and elegance.
The two sneaked out of the courtyard where Leng Mo lived, climbed over the wall and went in. Mu Qijun tripped over the wall and fell to the ground with his limbs stretched out. Zhou Ziruo stepped on his back and the back of his head and landed deftly.
"You!" Mu Qijun grabbed Zhou Ziruo's fox tail.
Zhou Ziruo turned around: "Why? You didn't step on me?"
A cold light flickered in the air, sword energy came through the air, Zhou Ziruo broke free from Mu Qijun in horror and rolled out on the ground, looked up and saw Leng Mo pushing Mu Qijun to the corner.
"Who are you?" Leng Mo's saber Xuehua lay across Mu Qijun's neck.
Zhou Ziruo thought in his heart that Leng Mo really deserves to worship Lu Lixiao as an idol, his actions, his ice cube face and his words are all the same.
After the surprise of seeing Leng Mo for the first time, Mu Qijun immediately "coughed" twice, put on what he thought was the most coquettish and unrestrained look, and smiled charmingly: "Young Xia Leng, I've heard about you earlier, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
It's a pity that he doesn't know that he is covered in mud now, and only his white teeth are left on his whole face, which is very oozing.
"Are you a disciple in the sect? Why haven't I seen you?" Leng Mo glanced at his clothes, and approached with a sharp sword.
"I, I, I..." Mu Qijun glanced at Zhou Ziruo who was watching the play in a panic, and hurriedly spread his palms, "I am Zhou Ziruo's brother!"
"Little brother's elder brother?" Leng Mo saw the black ink and flowers in his palm, and withdrew the sword half a point.
Mu Qijun touched the hilt of the sword tremblingly and gently pushed the sword away, "Mu Qijun. My younger brother Fei Ge told me that strange things happened in Qingyang Mountain. I just like to study these things, so I came here !"
Flying pigeons to pass on books, have you watched too many TV dramas with dead fat chickens? Zhou Ziruo pouted.
Leng Mo said: "Are you really the elder brother of the younger brother?"
Mu Qijun pointed to the sky and swore, "It's guaranteed to be true!"
"Why is your surname Mu and his surname Zhou?" Leng Mo hit the nail on the head.
Mu Qijun made up a lie without changing his face: "Because I follow my mother's surname, Ruoruo takes my father's surname."
Leng Mo retracted his sword back into its sheath in doubt, "Where's my little brother?"
"He..." Mu Qijun's eyes drifted to Zhou Ziruo, Leng Mo turned his head and saw a fox squatting on the ground, and there was no Zhou Ziruo he knew.
Mu Qijun said: "If you say Brother Xiao, cough cough, Hero Lu has been wronged, and he is going to clear up the grievances of Hero Lu, so, so act alone..."
"Why did you come to me?"
"That's right, if Ruo Ruo said that I need a little help from you..."
Mu Qijun told the story about the classics library, Leng Mo thought for a while after listening, nodded and said: "If I can help fourth brother, I can take you to the classics library."
"Really?" Mu Qijun was surprised.
Leng Mo turned back to the room, "Come in with me and change your clothes."
enter the room? ?
Mu Qijun was dazed by the happiness that fell from the sky, he raised his legs in a daze to keep up, and when he changed his clothes, he realized how horrible his proud face was. I was very annoyed that I couldn't leave Leng Mo with a shocking first meeting.
After getting ready, the two stepped out of the courtyard, and Leng Mo looked at the fox in Mu Qijun's hand.
Mu Qijun said: "This is the pet that I raised. It is very sensitive, and it will definitely help."
Zhou Ziruo climbed up along Mu Qijun's hand, biting hard through the sleeve, Mu Qijun was particularly aggrieved while clutching his arm.
Zhou Ziruo was very upset when the word "spiritual pet" came out of the mouth of the dead chicken. He thought it was probably because the aura of the dead chicken was too weak compared to Lu Lixiao.
It was midnight, and Leng Mo came outside the library of classics.
Mu Qijun followed behind him, keeping his head down, not daring to be seen by others, Zhou Ziruo tucked into his sleeve, even more afraid to move.
"Brother Leng, are you still here so late?" the gatekeeper asked strangely.
Leng Mo nodded calmly, "I came here to look up the classics under the order of the head of the sect. You don't have to worry about me. We will leave when we are done."
The gatekeeper disciple agreed and opened the door for Leng Mo.
The library of ancient books was brightly lit, and as soon as the door was closed, Zhou Ziruo jumped out of Mu Qijun's sleeve, found the bookshelf of that day, and jumped up.
Leng Mo turned his skeptical eyes to Mu Qijun, and Mu Qijun smiled dryly: "Hehehe... our spirit fox is really smart!"
Zhou Ziruo took a book from the shelf and spread it out on the ground, that was the day Lu Lixiao was looking at that book.
"Is there anything special about this book?"
Leng Mo bent his knees, put the long sword on the ground, picked up the book, looked at the cover and back, and flipped through it. This is a booklet that records the events that happened inside the door. It looks nothing special at first glance, but after reading a few pages, Leng Mo's brows gradually frowned.
"It's strange... the records here are all some unusual events. For example, fifty years ago, a group of disciples sneaked into the back mountain late at night, but they all disappeared and there was no news of them! There is also this one, a female disciple in the room She committed suicide, and someone saw her the next day..."
"Archived records of supernatural events in Qingyang Mountain!" Mu Qijun concluded.
Leng Mo said: "Spiritual event?"
"It's just strange powers and chaos! What does Daxia Lu mean by asking us to read this book?"
Could it be that Lu Lixiao was implying that this series of events had something to do with ghosts and gods? Zhou Ziruo felt that this was not impossible, every time it was a secret room, probably no one could do it except ghosts and gods.
Leng Mo continued to flip through the book page by page. When he reached the last few pages, his gaze changed and his hands stopped. Zhou Ziruo leaned over, and this page recorded what happened in the disciple competition thirty years ago, and one of the names made him startled.
Siqin Jiangyue.
Crimson moon? Crimson Moon Palace
Zhou Ziruo suddenly noticed the icy expression of Leng Mo next to him, and a sentence he heard from Brother Bagua on the day of entry popped into his mind—
Leng Mo came to Qingyang Mountain six years ago. It is said that his family was wiped out by the devil.
The atmosphere changed subtly, only Mu Qijun didn't notice it, looked at the content recorded on that page and read: "Gengshen in June of the year of Jihai, the top eight will be determined in the competition, first disciple Duan Peng, second disciple Qiu Xigui , the third disciple Du Hanfeng, the fourth disciple Lu Chenzhou, the fifth disciple Ouyang Yi, the sixth disciple Siqin Jiangyue, the seventh disciple Yun Hao, and the eighth disciple Meng Ruoying. In the semi-finals competition, Siqin Jiangyue defeated Duan Peng in a crooked way. Peng disappeared. A few days later, except for Siqin Jiangyue, the remaining six disciples were attacked to varying degrees and fell into a coma. Duan Peng's arms, legs, torso and head appeared next to the attacked person one after another. Closed place! Oh oh oh!! It turns out that exactly the same thing happened thirty years ago! No wonder the headmaster saw Feng Jing defeating Daxia Lu and refused to let him advance to the next round. He must have seen Feng Jing's moves and remembered thirty It happened years ago...!"
Zhou Ziruo hurriedly covered Mu Qijun's mouth, and shouted angrily: "You are stupid! Didn't you lie to him that he just came to Qingyang Mountain today! How could you know what happened the day Brother Xiao was kicked off the stage by Feng Jing!"
The two turned their heads to look at Leng Mo, Leng Mo didn't seem to hear Mu Qijun's words, his eyes were fixed on the words on the book, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the paper with his eyes.
"Young Xia Leng?" Mu Qijun called out cautiously.
It took a full two minutes for Leng Mo to regain his composure, and said, "This should be the message that the fourth brother wants to convey. This incident is not that simple, and it may be related to the headless case thirty years ago."
Headless Koan? Recorded in this kind of book that is regarded as a collection of supernatural events, it is estimated that the real culprit thirty years ago has not been found out, so it can only be regarded as a headless case.
"What was said later?"
Mu Qijun turned to the next page, which only briefly recorded the ending of the incident. The door identified the murderer as Siqin Jiangyue, but this person refused to admit to death, and there was indeed no conclusive evidence in the door, and finally expelled this person from the teacher's school on the grounds that he practiced evil and crooked ways.
The whole thing has been recorded so much, less than 300 words, but it is full of information.
Leng Mo put the book in his lapel and stood up: "Go back, there should be no clues here."
After leaving the classics library, when passing a fork in the road, Leng Mo suddenly said: "The Jietang is over there, and the fourth senior brother is currently being locked up in it. The death of the senior senior brother, and the injuries of the second and third senior brothers, have arrived. Now that the fourth senior brother has been raped, all of this... is thanks to the person behind the scenes who made the trouble!"
Leng Mo who said these words had a stern and intimidating expression, which inexplicably made Mu Qijun very worried.
Leng Mo turned around and said clearly: "I want to track down the murderer with you."
Mu Qijun said: "Are you sure?"
Leng Mo nodded solemnly and firmly.
Mu Qijun was not overjoyed, but wiped his hair in annoyance, and sighed: "That's troublesome!"
"What's the trouble?" Leng Mo asked coldly.
Mu Qijun said: "You have your personal emotions, so you must have reservations, so maybe you will make a mistake."
"Won't."
"Then tell me, what is the relationship between you and the person involved in that incident thirty years ago?" Mu Qijun said sharply.
Leng Mo looked at him in surprise, but didn't say a word.
Mu Qijun shrugged and spread his hands, "That's it."
Leng Mo said: "My secret has nothing to do with the case thirty years ago or this time, I can assure you."
"Then can you confess why you went to Feng Jing's room on the day when Feng Jing's arm appeared?" Mu Qijun asked, and added, "Ruo Ruo told me everything about Qingyang Mountain in the biography."
Speaking of Zhou Ziruo, he looked back subconsciously, and he was startled when he didn't look at it. The fox who had been following behind just now disappeared at some point!