The four grand secretaries of the Heavenly Book Pavilion quickly left with many scholars and disciples.
In an instant, only the guards of Zhenbei Palace were left in the courtyard.
Seeing him leave in such a hurry, Luo Jing was confused and had no idea what was going on.
Just now, this group of university scholars were on edge and wanted to eat him up, but how come they suddenly avoided him as if he were the plague god
He looked at Zhenbei King Lu Yu, wondering what was going on.
To him, what happened tonight can be described in four words: inexplicable.
First, he was inexplicably surrounded by so many experts, and the roof of the toilet was blown off.
Then the Grand Secretaries of the Heavenly Book Pavilion ran away so fast as if they had seen the God of Plague... What the hell is wrong with these people
Until now, Luo Jing still doesn't know how he was exposed.
Feng Bulie, who was at the highest point of the eaves, scratched his graying head and said, "They look a bit similar... but also a bit different."
He looked at Luo Jing's face with a troubled look on his face and said, "At first glance, they look exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold."
"But if you look closely, there are some subtle differences, they don't look quite the same."
"all in all… "
Feng Bulie looked at Lu Yu and said, "Second Master, what do you say?"
Feng Bulie knew that only Lu Yu could make the decision on this matter.
Lu Yu looked at Luo Jing below, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down.
He said calmly, "He is only at the Summoning God Realm, so he can't be the murderer who attacked and killed my teacher. It's obvious that there was a flaw in Master Zhizhen's technique."
"But he is indeed a demon cultivator... Let's deal with him according to the rules for demon cultivators and hand him over to the Night Walk Division."
"We, the Zhenbei Palace, cannot control the affairs of the Central Plains."
"Detain him first, then notify the people from the Night Watch Division to come and receive him."
King Zhenbei made a decision casually to throw Luo Jing to the Night Walker.
This treatment is in line with common sense.
But after hearing this, Feng Bulie scratched his head repeatedly, his old face full of confusion and anxiety.
"That... Young Master..."
Feng Bulie was scratching his head anxiously, but he didn't dare to say anything.
After holding it in for a long while, he finally managed to say, "How about we interrogate him? This kid was able to be accurately found by the young monk Zhizhen, maybe he really has the Demon Refining Blood Sword in his body."
"Perhaps he is the demonic accomplice who murdered Mr. Minghan?"
"No one stipulated that there was only one demon who attacked Mr. Minghan..."
Feng Bulie's words made Lu Yu silent.
Lu Yu turned his head and looked at Luo Jing who was afraid to move in the toilet, and said slowly: "Uncle Lie, we are here to attend the teacher's birthday banquet, not to cause trouble. We must not touch things that we should not be involved in."
King Zhenbei's tone was calm, but his eyes were extremely serious.
Feng Bulie was speechless for a moment and remained silent.
After a while, he said, "Then I will be responsible for taking care of this kid and hand him over to the people of the Night Watch... Is that okay?"
King Zhenbei turned and left, not commenting but not rejecting.
Then a smile appeared on Feng Bulie's face.
He said cheerfully to the guards present: "Okay, you little brats can go now. Leave the rest to me."
"This little devil is going to be sent to the Night Walk, so it's a good opportunity for me to stretch my muscles and send him there myself."
As he spoke, Feng Bulie looked at the Zen Master Zhizhen who was standing beside him and said, "Little monk Zhizhen, do you want to come with us?"
Zen Master Zhizhen, dressed in white, frowned and looked at Luo Jing below, then looked at the beacon in his hand and shook his head, saying, "No, I will stay in the Heavenly Book Pavilion and continue to look for the murderer."
"Since this person is not the murderer, the murderer must still be hiding in the Heavenly Book Pavilion. We must find him as soon as possible."
Then Zen Master Zhizhen also left.
Soon, the yard was empty, with only the tall old man with gray hair and a Mo Dao on his back jumping down from the eaves and speaking to Luo Jingdao in the toilet.
"Little guy, your name is Yongen, right? Come out here quickly. I'm sending you to report to the Night Travel Division now."
"You are so lucky, this is my first time as an escort officer. You can brag about it for the rest of your life."
Seeing Luo Jing walking out of the toilet obediently, Feng Bulie raised his eyebrows.
"You're going to be sent to the Night Watch. Why aren't you afraid at all?"
Luo Jing smiled helplessly and said, "Actually, I'm scared, but I'm not obviously scared."
He felt that the old man looked at him in a strange way.
Luo Jing didn't wait long. After the old man took him on the road, he asked directly.
"You said you were from the northwest... Then how many people are there in your family? Who is your father? Who is your mother? How old are you this year?"
As soon as Feng Bulie opened his mouth, he started to ask questions as if he was checking someone's household registration.
Luo Jing looked at the North's number one warrior in silence. Although he was not wearing shackles or shackles, he did not dare to run.
With his strength, he couldn't outrun this old man at all.
He followed the old man obediently, like a filial younger generation.
He is even more fluent in making up lies.
"I am 29 years old this year. I have a younger brother. My father died of illness at an early age. I only have my mother at home..."
Luo Jing processed the lie he had told Ji Canghu and told it to the old man.
Feng Bulie nodded repeatedly as he listened, and after Luo Jing finished speaking, he commented.
"It sounds so real. It's hard for you to make up so many lies to deceive me."
"Hey... brat, I know your real name is not Yongen."
The old man who had been smiling suddenly tilted his head, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The terrifying aura instantly shocked Luo Jing and made him lose his mind.
"Your last name is Lu! Your name is Lu Yi, and you are the bloodline of the Li Emperor... right!"
The originally kind-looking old man suddenly revealed such a terrifying aura that Luo Jing was shocked to the point of losing his mind.
The words that came out of the other party's mouth were like a heavy hammer hitting Luo Jing's heart.
Luo Jing was frightened to death.
This old man... How did he know? !
He had only just found out about this matter not long ago, so how come this old man told him all his secrets as soon as they met
Luo Jing looked at the old man with horror, almost speechless.
When the old man saw Luo Jing's reaction, he suddenly restrained his terrifying aura.
A complicated expression appeared on his face.
"It really is..."
As he spoke, he covered his head and murmured, "Master, oh Master, we are in big trouble!"
The old man's voice seemed both happy and sad.
Luo Jing stood aside in silence, knowing that what he had just done was a martial arts trick, using the murderous aura of martial arts to forcibly break open the target's defenses and make the target subconsciously confess in panic.
Although he had heard of this method before, this was the first time he encountered it, and its horror was far beyond Luo Jing's imagination.
At that moment just now, Luo Jing almost thought he was dead.
The old man Feng Bulie looked at Luo Jing with a look of disappointment on his face: "How dare you, little brat, enter the Central Plains?"
"You're tired of living, aren't you?"