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"The massacre of Caomiao Village?!" After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be startled, but they couldn't understand why Jiang Chen would mention this matter at this moment.
Master Daoxuan said awkwardly: "Brother Jiang Dao, although this incident happened at the foot of our Qingyun Sect, the murderer was very cunning and did not leave any evidence. Although our Qingyun Sect has strictly investigated it, to this day, there is still no evidence." I have half a clue."
"Master Daoxuan, you are wrong." Jiang Chen said calmly: "It's not that the murderer left no evidence. I heard that in the case of the massacre of Caomiao Village, except for Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jing Besides the two children, there is another survivor."
Daoxuanzhen said: "There is such a survivor, but he may have been too frightened at the time and has gone crazy now."
"It doesn't matter, as long as he's not dead." Jiang Chen said nonchalantly: "I am the being who claims to be the reincarnation of Hua Tuo and Bian Que, even if it is the living dead, flesh and bones, not to mention the mere madness. disease?"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, someone whispered in a low voice: "Isn't your title Detective Di Renjie or Young Bao Qingtian?"
"Uh..." Jiang Chen glanced over and coughed slightly: "Master Daoxuan, please find the survivor. I am not lying. As long as he is not dead, Even if he is crazy, I can cure him."
Master Daoxuan was startled for a moment, and then said: "Come here, go find the survivor in Caomiao Village."
"Yes." Someone among the Qingyun Sect disciples responded and was about to look for him. At this moment, he suddenly heard Lin Jingyu exclaim: "Second Uncle Wang!"
Everyone followed his gaze and saw a silly, crazy middle-aged man staggering into the Yuqing Palace. It was the man who had been killed in the disaster of Caomiao Village, besides Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. The last survivor—Uncle Wang!
"Little friend Lin Jingyu, go help your Uncle Wang over." Jiang Chen said calmly: "I want to treat him. When he recovers, the truth about some things will surely be revealed. "
"Yes." Lin Jingyu responded, and quickly stepped forward to help Uncle Wang in front of Jiang Chen. At this moment, his body was trembling, whether he was worried or excited.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath, then stretched out a hand and put it on Uncle Wang's head. In an instant, he saw a dazzling purple-green light burst out, and streams of purple-green light were like silk. Like a thread, it instantly wrapped around Uncle Wang's whole body.
"Crackling..."
A series of strange sounds burst out, and Uncle Wang's body was like a weightless feather, slowly floating up in the purple light, hanging in the air. That purple-green light kept flickering, condensing into dozens or hundreds of purple-green streams of light. Under the control of Jiang Chen's spiritual consciousness, the spiritual energy evaporated, just like a living creature, and easily penetrated the acupuncture points on Second Uncle Wang's body.
The Yin-Yang One Qi Needle melts the power of Yin and Yang of heaven and earth. It is between the virtual and the real. It can freely penetrate the acupoints of the human body and has a magical effect that ordinary physical needles do not have. This is the magic of Yin-Yang One Qi Needle.
The dazzling purple-green light was still flashing. As Jiang Chen kept reaching out, dragging, and twisting, the purple-green light needles continued to penetrate under the control of Jiang Chen's spiritual consciousness. The various acupuncture points on Uncle Wang's body lasted for a quarter of an hour. He just started to stop. In an instant, dozens or hundreds of purple-green light needles were seen, all of which collapsed and turned into wisps of brilliant colors. Smoke and clouds bloom with brilliance.
The dazzling light filled everyone's sight, and the returning memory was the most terrifying nightmare deep in the heart. The consciousness gradually returning from madness made Uncle Wang feel as if he was in the massacre that day, bloody and cruel. Scenes kept appearing before his eyes, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ah──"
Suddenly, a heart-rending scream suddenly rose up and resounded throughout the entire Yuqing Hall.
Uncle Wang's face was bloodless, his whole face was pale, and he was shaking all over. He pointed tremblingly at Pukong, who was standing at the front of the monks in Tianyin Temple, and screamed: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost - "
The sound was so shrill and shrill that even though it was bright daylight, everyone in the hall felt an inexplicable chill at the same time.
The sudden change caught Master Pukong off guard. He looked stunned, a little panicked, and hurriedly defended without being able to explain: "You, what are you talking about? How can I be a ghost? The donor must not talk nonsense!"
At this moment, Uncle Wang was in the process of recovering the memory of the massacre that day, and his whole body was shaking desperately. Although Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan next to him tried their best to comfort him, it had no effect at all. I saw him slowly shrinking up. He didn't even dare to look at Pukong again. His eyes were closed tightly. He was obviously extremely frightened. He just kept saying: "Ghost! Ghost! He killed someone - don't kill me." , don’t kill me, I, I, ah! Ahhhh—"
Suddenly, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop. The haze enveloped the hall again. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were almost stiff, looking at Master Pukong in disbelief. Especially Zhang Xiaofan, in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a red light slowly glowing.
Master Pukong was suddenly furious when everyone watched him, "What are you looking at? He is a lunatic and what he says is crazy. How can you believe it?!"
"Really?" Jiang Chen said unequivocally: "It would be fine to say that he was a lunatic before, but now he has been awakened by me, so he is very likely to recognize the murderer. of."
Indeed, Master Puzhi killed the villagers of Caomiao Village back then. Uncle Wang also went crazy because of this incident. Over the years, his spirit has been unstable, but Jiang Chen's action awakened the massacre scene in his heart. It just so happened that Master Pukong and Master Puzhi were both Although the divine monks of Tianyin Temple look different, they dress similarly. It was natural that Uncle Wang, in his excitement, mistook him for Pu Zhi.
After hearing what Jiang Chen said, Lin Jingyu, who was relatively smart, had already thought of something. At that moment, he let go of Uncle Wang, walked step by step to Master Pukong, and said word by word: "Why did he say it was you?!"
Master Pukong felt that he had been wronged and said angrily: "How do I know? He is just a madman. I have indeed killed people, but those were evil heretics. If you don't believe me, you can swear to heaven!"
Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's expressions changed drastically, and most of the Qingyun disciples also looked at them with doubts in their eyes. At this moment, a Buddha's name rang out in the hall, and Master Puhong spoke. He clasped his hands together and said in a low voice: "Amitabha, sins, sins, the causes planted in the past will have the results today. Everything is sin." Yuan Na, hey, two donors, please calm down for now!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent, and Master Pukong turned around like a piece of wood in disbelief, "Brother, what on earth are you talking about? I don't know. I have never known this donor!"
"Why did he say it was you?" Lin Jingyu asked slowly, word by word. His expression was as scary as Zhang Xiaofan's, but the difference was that while his eyes were full of hatred, he still had a hint of sobriety.
Pukong said angrily: "How would I know? He is just a lunatic!"
Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu changed their expressions at the same time, and most of the people in the Qingyun Sect also looked sideways and frowned. But at this moment, there was a sudden call of the Buddha, and Master Puhong, who was sitting behind Pu Kong, suddenly spoke, with a miserable tone, and whispered: "Amitabha, if you sow evil, you will get evil results. Sin, sin!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence for an instant, and Pukong's body became like a piece of wood. After a while, he slowly turned around to face Master Puhong and said in a harsh voice: "Senior brother, what did you say?"
Master Puhong was pale, and his breath was a little unstable due to the guilt in his heart. He closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and whispered for a long time: "Dharma."
Ever since Second Uncle Wang suddenly shouted, Faxiang, who had been looking ugly and pale, shook his body and responded: "Disciple is here."
Master Puhong said slowly: "There is no need to hide it, just tell them! Junior brother did something wrong back then, and he should have such consequences today."
There was a loud noise in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, and there was a faint voice whistling, as if it was grabbing at his heart.
The Dharma Master slowly walked forward, looked at the countless astonished faces, then landed on Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan in the field, and finally stopped on Zhang Xiaofan: "Back then, the man who killed all the villagers in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain , it is indeed the work of our Tianyin Temple people!”
"What?!"
In a moment, countless voices of horror, shock, disbelief, and anger erupted like explosions in the Yuqing Palace of Qingyun Mountain. Even Daoxuan Zhenren, Tian Buyi and other accomplished Taoists could not help but change color on their faces. , and Lin Jingyu even pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, green light rippling.
Only Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deeply, so deeply. Then, a familiar cold feeling from a long time ago emerged, and a deep bloody anger enveloped him. Fortunately, , after he obtained the first volume of the Heavenly Book, his cultivation became more and more sophisticated, so although he was in a turbulent mood, he could still control it, but he could not hide the murderous intention in his heart that was raging and ready to move.
Fa Xiang didn't care about anyone else at all. He didn't even look at the murderous Dragon-Slaying Sword in the furious Lin Jingyu's hand. He only looked at Zhang Xiaofan with his eyes, which was both worried and pitiful.
After everyone was completely quiet, Faxiang slowly continued: "The murderer is my third uncle, Master Puzhi, one of the four great monks."