Chi Xiaochi didn't dare to look back at first, but when he heard his vain tone, he was shocked, and he couldn't care more, looked back and said, "Master..."
Under all eyes, a hand gently squeezed his right cheek and shook it gently.
Wen Yujing said nothing, bowed his head and smiled at him.
I'm here, I'm fine, and I can touch your face.
When all the disciples saw such a scene, where did they not understand
If Duan Shu is really the one who conspired to kill the teacher and had bad intentions, how could the uncle Wen, who has returned from calamity, treat him like this
Ren Tingfeng jumped from the high position in one step and held Wen Yujing's arm: "When did Junior Brother come back?! Why is no one reporting?"
"When the public trial started, I entered the mountain." When Wen Yujing spoke to his senior brother, his brows drooped, and he resumed his self-sufficient, gentle tone, "I told the disciples of Shoushan not to pass the information, I just wanted to come and listen. Listen to the public trial. I'm annoying you brothers."
If it wasn't for Chi Yunzi still thinking about the majesty of the mountain master, I'm afraid he would have to stand up as anxiously as other juniors.
He leaned forward and ordered, "Listen to the wind, let's focus on business first! How is Junior Brother Wen's injury?"
Ren Tingfeng took a pulse and was both shocked and angry: "How did you get hurt like this?"
Wen Yujing turned her head, and her eyes fell on Yan Jinhua, whose face was stunned by the monster's head: "Master Yan, Uncle Third asked you, why didn't you answer?"
Yan Jinhua couldn't say a word.
All the words rolled back and forth in his mouth, burning his mouth so hot that his throat clenched, unable to speak a word.
Why can Wen Yujing come back
Why did his system disappear
The bad premonition wrapped him up, making him unable to breathe, and he didn't dare to look at the fresh head on the ground again, and hurriedly said: "Master, this disciple does not know what Uncle Shi's words mean. My uncle is injured, what does it have to do with me? Can I still hurt my uncle with my cultivation?"
Wen Yujing withdrew the pulse-taking hand from Tingfeng's hand: "Your ability is indeed more than that. You must slander books, and secretly harm you. Have you done enough?"
"This is even more nonsense!" Yan Jinhua asserted, "You are absolutely biased when you treat Duan Shu, who in the mountains doesn't know? Even if Duan Shu Jue really made a mistake, it's hard to say that Uncle Wen won't cover up!"
Yan Jinhua was eager to get rid of the crime, so naturally, he first questioned Wen Yujing's position for speaking for Duan Shujue.
Unexpectedly, Chi Yunzi had been devastated by these rumors a few days ago, and hated such unfounded and unfounded words the most.
Such disreputable words came out of his mouth and passed into the ears of the disciples present, asking Yujing how to behave in the future!
Wen Yujing did not change color, even the speed of speech was as gentle as usual: "Senior nephew Yan doesn't know what I mean, so I will ask someone to explain it to you."
Yan Jinhua's heart throbbed, and he turned to look.
When he saw the painter who had been hired by him to draw Xiao Huangtu and the "blind old man" who stole his purse, he was escorted by two mountain guards and walked forward, his eyes darkened, and he could not wait to be stunned on the spot. past.
Su Yun, who was standing by Chi Yunzi's side, immediately recognized that the person underneath was the strange old man he met in the city when he went to fight the ghost.
Now that he saw his eyes twitching around, and he couldn't see any blindness, his heart was bright, and he cupped Chi Yunzi's hands and said, "Master, this is the prophesied person I met in the city. When Lu met the disciple, he said that he was ominous. The disciple asked him what he meant, but he said nothing and ran away. This…”
Chi Yunzi waved his hand and stopped Su Yun's words: "Junior brother, these two?"
The two of them were surrounded by the sword-wielding Taoist priests of Wuyang and Wuyang, and they couldn't hold them back.
The painter still had some morals, and he explained the story of making up the painting book according to the facts. He only said that when he painted, he didn't know that they were two immortals, just to make money, and there was a collision. I'm really sorry; The bottom line was almost nothing. When he was approached by Wen Yujing, who was covered in blood, he was already frightened. In order to get rid of the crime, he simply pushed all the charges on Yan Jinhua's head, saying that he didn't know anything, it was Yan Jinhua. He instructed him to talk about the "Tianlei splitting the mountain" that was widely circulated in the city afterwards.
… I have to say, it’s the truth.
And Yan Jinhua was publicly executed, and his whole body was sad like an ant bite.
After the two of them had finished talking, Wen Yujing took out a silver bag with embroidered gold and red, and said, "Nephew Yan, is this thing familiar to you?"
When Yan Jinhua looked over, he felt like he was going to have a stroke.
That was the purse he was robbed by the blind old man!
Feeling restless, coupled with being called by Wen Yujing one after another, "Master Yan", Yan Jinhua's blood pressure couldn't stop rising, his brain was buzzing, and his shoulders and neck were numb.
His first reaction was to deny: "I haven't seen it, it's not mine!"
The purse is a personal and private thing, and he refuses to recognize it, what can Wen Yujing do to him
"You really don't know?"
"Joke, there are thousands of money bags in the world, how can Shishu be sure that this is my thing?"
At this time, the shabby robber interjected: "It's obviously the reward you gave me, and I plan to seal it up!"
Yan Jinhua could not wait to pounce on this old man's mouth.
Can you suffocate you if you don't speak, can you suffocate you? !
Besides, bullshit bounties! Obviously you stole it!
However, how could he dare to make trouble in front of Chi Yunzi, so he had to endure a mouthful of old blood, and said lightly: "The slanderous words are not enough to be trusted."
Wen Yujing glanced at him, smiled, and said to Chi Yunzi: "Junior brother went down the mountain a few days ago and wanted to buy some books and wine, but accidentally saw this person in a wine shop with a money bag to buy wine. The workmanship of this thing is familiar, but I haven't thought about it. But after being imprisoned for a few days, the junior brother has an answer in his heart."
After saying that, he threw the purse upwards, pointed one hand into a sword, and swept away with a sword intent, the purse shattered in the air, and the few copper coins that were left tumbled to the ground.
Wen Yujing grabbed a piece of debris flying in the air and handed it to Ren Tingfeng beside him.
The three characters "Yan Jinhua" painted on iron hook silver are in the lower left corner of the inside of the purse.
Wen Yujing said: "...this is my answer."
Although the development has far exceeded Chi Xiaochi's expectations, it does not prevent him from improvising a beaten-up dog.
He pinched the timing and tone of the interjection very accurately, his voice trembled slightly, and said softly: "This silver bag was embroidered by the disciple and Senior Brother Yan to thank him for saving his life in the past. Inside the bag is embroidered a prayer formation and Senior Brother Yan. I also did some needlework for Master, so Master could recognize that this object came from my hands…”
Yan Jinhua: "..." Grass mud horse.
It's as bad as going to robbery with stockings on your head, and the real address and phone number of your online shopping on the back of the stockings.
"A life-saving grace?"
Wen Yujing smiled coldly, pushed away Ren Tingfeng who was supporting him, walked slowly to Yan Jinhua, grabbed his back collar, and forced him to face the monster's head: "Tell it to it once. , you Yu Shujue, what kind of life-saving grace?"
This time, Yan Jinhua was really stunned.
He really doesn't know which mountain monster this is
He struggled fiercely and shouted wrongly: "I really don't know! I'm wronged!"
"Are you wronged?"
Wen Yujing's breathing was a little heavy, and he pressed his waist and abdomen with one hand, which must be a serious injury.
He let go of the hand that controlled Yan Jinhua, took two steps back a little unsteadily, and raised his voice a lot: "Back then, Shujue's parents were hunted and slaughtered by demons, why? You dare to say that you don't recognize this monster? In order to win the competition, you poisoned me, and I found out that your method is similar to that of a demon cultivator. How dare you say that you have never done it? I was walking forward with a book in the Moxie formation, and was suddenly sent to the demon cave by a different formation. In the magic cave, all the demons say that they are entrusted by the "friends of the cave owner", how dare you say that you don't know anything about it?"
Having said so much in one breath, Wen Yujing's forcibly suppressed injury broke out instantly. After a few violent coughs, a wave of dizziness suddenly struck, Wen Yujing swayed and fell to the side.
Chi Xiaochi has been paying attention to him quietly, seeing that the situation is not good, he immediately got up and grabbed Wen Yujing's waist in front of everyone.
Wen Yujing also locked his waist with a backhand, and with a force in his arms, Chi Xiaochi lay on his shoulders, as if he actively slammed into his arms.
Wen Yujing's bloody black hair fell on Chi Xiaochi's shoulders, with a strange beauty of violence and holiness.
He raised his hand, brushed his hair away, and whispered, "Sorry for worrying you."
... Where is the aggressiveness of Fangcai in his voice
After doing this, he leaned on Chi Xiaochi's body and lost consciousness.
In the chaos of the army, Yan Jinhuamu knelt on the spot dumbfounded, and his whole body was hot and cold.
He has done the first half of everything Wen Yujing said.
But what is the second half? !
After thinking about it carefully, the insidiousness of these words made Yan Jinhua's scalp tingle!
Since Wen Yujing opened his mouth, he first threw the head of the monster to shock the audience, and then he sat down to spread the celestial anomaly and framed the master and disciple as having an affair. After that, no matter what accusations he made again, are considered to be true.
And he passed out before he explained it in detail, and in this way, he actually gave everyone present infinite space for imagination!
Lies are easy to debunk, but what about half-truths
Seeing that Wen Yujing was about to be taken down, Yan Jinhua was shocked, if the public trial ended like this, then his reputation, his plans, and his dream of the protagonist would be completely over!
The surnamed Wen was taken away by the system. Where did the "demon cave" come from
At the beginning, he just handed a secret letter. Those demon cultivators probably didn't know the name of the person who passed the news, what they looked like, and where did the accusation come from
This person obviously relied on his own knowledge of the storyline to convict his brain!
Yan Jinhua knelt down sincerely and walked forward, crying bitterly: "Master! This disciple is wronged! It is really wronged!"
This time, he didn't cry without any acting skills, and the tears flowed like a spring, but this was not enough to impress Chi Yunzi.
He commanded lightly: "Book Jue."
Chi Xiaochi: "Yes."
Chi Yunzi: "Quickly take your master back to the first peak, so that you can take care of it. Listen to the wind, go and get the best medicine for the wound. I will check the situation later. As for Yan Jinhua..."
Chi Yunzi didn't even want to give him another look, he paused, and said, "Take Mingyuelou into custody, and choose a day for trial."
Yan Jinhua saw several disciples quickly wrapping up to him, panic-stricken, so he had to seize the last chance and tried his best to argue: "Master! Don't listen to Wen Yujing's words! Please listen to the disciples, this person... Wen Yu Jing, you keep claiming that others are monsters, but he is actually a monster! This person is not what this world should be! He is—"
After Yan Jinhua finished saying this, before everyone present could discuss, the expressions of the superiors and elders changed.
… how did he know
Ren Tingfeng, who had already sent Wen Yujing to a dozen steps away, looked back at him when he heard the words.
He swept away the loose and unrestrained state of the past, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said word by word, "Nephew Yan, you are probably ill."
After saying that, he reached out and beckoned his disciple.
The two inner sect disciples Ren Tingfeng had received were unusually alert, and were ordered to step forward, gag the gag, drag the arm and drag the arm, and the gag disciple did not forget to put a numb in his mouth.
Yan Jinhua's tongue immediately became swollen, paralyzed, and the pain was unbearable.
He covered his mouth, his saliva couldn't help drooling, and he couldn't utter a single word, but he still roared without giving up: "He really is—"
But those who have heard enough of his lies are no longer willing to listen to his truth.
…
Wen Yujing's injuries were strange, with clear whip marks, as if he had undergone severe torture, his internal organs were burned, and the internal injuries were very serious.
The few words he said before he fell unconscious were enough for Chi Yunzi, Ren Tingfeng and others to piece together a "truth".
Yan Jinhua and Yao Xiu had colluded for a long time, because Junior Brother Wen knew his secret, and Yan Jinhua actually wanted to silence him.
When he was in the Butterfly Valley, he left the team, took the opportunity to perform magic, and cooperated with the demon cultivators. Brother Wen was imprisoned in the mountains for three days, and suffered a lot of torture. Finally, he found an opportunity to escape, and beheaded a demon head and lifted his head. Using this as a basis, he returned to the mountain to find Yan Jinhua to settle accounts.
It can be said that, except for some differences in details, there is no problem with the overall direction of the reasoning of several people.
After taking a few pills, Wen Yujing woke up, and his spirit was much better.
It's just that he was injured too badly, and at first glance, it was shocking.
The brothers really couldn't rest assured. On the one hand, they told him to take care of his injuries and never leave Shen Wei, on the other hand, they summoned Duan Shujue to make him take good care of Wen Yujing. In his words, he also apologized for misunderstanding him.
Duan Shujue didn't seem to care much about this matter, so he bowed his body, took the elixir, and went to cook it.
When the company left, Chi Yunzi glanced at Chi Xiaochi, who turned around to boil the medicine: "Junior Brother Ren, when he was talking to Duan Shujue, he seemed a little absent-minded. I wonder if he can listen to our instructions."
"Shujue does things properly, so you don't have to worry about it." Ren Tingfeng said, "Besides, before today, he probably didn't know that his parents were harmed by Yan Jinhua. It's not surprising that his benefactor turned into a blood feud.
Chi Yunzi thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case, so he stopped thinking about it: "Block the Yuguang Lake and store everything inside."
Ren Tingfeng: "Can you still have a public trial?"
Chi Yunzi's voice was also filled with tiredness: "Public trial? Why not let him say those crazy things in front of everyone? When Junior Brother Wen is better, we'll ask him about his specific situation, and we'll decide at that time."
Chi Xiaochi, who went to decoct the medicine, had passed for several hours, and he still did not enter the door. Wen Yujing could only lean on the couch with his hair loose, took out a book, read it, and spent his time.
After waiting for a long time, there were two knocks at the door.
When, when, be careful, it's like knocking on a person's heart, but also on Chi Xiaochi's own heart.
It was a hot heart.
Inside the door, without seeing the person's face, Wen Yujing smiled unconsciously.
He hid the scroll under the quilt and cleared his throat, but his voice was still slightly hoarse: "Come in."
Chi Xiaochi entered the door, and in the mahogany tray in his hand held a small bowl of medicine that he had spent so long to toss out, and a plate of candied fruit that looked like a hill.
He walked to the bedside: "Master, I've taken the medicine."
Wen Yujing tucked his hands into the quilt, and didn't seem to have any plans to pick up the bowl: "I don't have the strength in my hands."
Chi Xiaochi didn't say much. He scooped the medicinal soup with a jade spoon and blew it to warm it up. He checked the temperature with the spoon on his lips before feeding it into his mouth. Carefully scraped off a few drops of medicinal liquid from the corners of his lips with the surface of the spoon. , took a small piece of preserved apricot preserved in honey and brought it to his mouth.
Wen Yujing shook his head and rejected this little dessert.
"I've heard what the third senior brother said." Wen Yujing looked at him and praised, "You have done a great job of getting rid of the Evil Butterfly Valley. Without your shark pill, Ye Jiming would never have been able to win. Because he was busy looking for I, the corpse of the snake was brought into the Jingxu Peak, and it has not been dealt with. I have asked the senior brother for a few treasures on the snake, snake pill, snake bone, snake gall, all of them are excellent, for you Cultivation is beneficial."
Chi Xiaochi exhausted all his strength and acting skills, only enough to support him to finish the four words calmly: "Thank you Master."
Next, the two sides fell into a long silence.
Chi Xiaochi thought about his thoughts slowly and in a trance, so dazedly that he felt that he didn't think about anything just now.
But he still remembered a serious matter: "Ye Jiming..."
Wen Yujing knew everything he cared about: "I have told my senior brother that in Shiyu Mountain, I saw Ye Jiming, a good boy who was a little reckless. He was there at that time. Yuan. With my guarantee, he will be fine."
Chi Xiaochi: "Well. Thank you, Master."
The two sides were silent again.
The bitter aroma of the medicine became clearer with the repeated touches of the jade spoon and the bottom of the bowl, Wen Yujing was choked and his throat tickled, so he coughed twice.
Chi Xiaochi felt anxious, put down the medicine bowl and rubbed his chest: "What's wrong?"
One hand lifted up and pressed his hand to his left heart.
He was looking at him, his fingertips on his.
Chi Xiaochi only felt that his hand was soft and cold, and that gentle and stubborn gaze distracted all his sense of touch.
All his conditioned reflexes were declared invalid in this person.
Wen Yujing asked him softly, "Is there anything else you want to ask me?"