When Mo Chen shook his head, everyone thought they were not chasing him.
Everyone had guessed so before.
Now when I heard that the person was not lost, but died, my thinking was different again.
"Deer deserves it." Linglong said bitterly. If it was her, it must be just that she didn't kill enough and wasn't ruthless enough.
Zhai Wenhui thought differently from her: "Then we can't trace the origin... Elder brother, where is that man's body?"
"Lost it outside."
Zhai Wenhui greeted people: "Let's carry it in. Although it is said that the person is dead, maybe we can still see where it came from."
Linglong is definitely not interested in this kind of work, if she were to show it, she would not be able to see anything.
Jiang Fan stayed in the quiet room.
Just now he put Anshen Dan into the tea and gave Xiaodong a drink, even though Xiaodong fell asleep, he still frowned.
Jiang Fan was sure that there were no other wounds on his body except a few skin wounds, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
He had cleaned up the broken table and table, scattered papers and pens on the floor, but Xiaodong just threw the inkstone out, and the ink splashed everywhere.
He didn't know how to deal with this.
Besides, even if the cleaning is exactly the same as before, if the younger brother sits here and writes in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to write this word because of the attack that happened tonight, right
Jiang Fan's heart was in a mess, thinking of Chen Jingzhi's situation when he just went up the mountain, his clothes were shabby, the original color had long since disappeared after washing.
He came here with an old letter from his master. After leaving the Chen family, the world is so big, but he has nowhere to go.
The master took him in when he was desperate and raised him carefully. If there was no master, not only would he have no place to live, but he would have died long ago.
But Master's kindness is not what he got in return.
Jiang Fan understood now that Chen Jingzhi's obedience and forbearance in the past were all fake. His heart may have been darkened long ago, not only did he not feel grateful to Huiliu Mountain, but on the contrary, he mercilessly killed his fellow disciples.
There was a sound from the courtyard door outside, and Jiang Fan jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, holding the hilt of his sword tightly, but then he heard familiar footsteps, it was the elder brother.
Sure enough, it was Mo Chen who opened the door and entered.
"Eldest brother," Jiang Fan hurried up to meet him, "You're back? Are you not injured?"
"I'm fine." Mo Chen said softly, "He ran away."
Before Jiang Fan could say anything, Mo Chen asked, "How is little junior brother?"
"I was afraid that he would be disturbed by shock, so I put some soothing pills in his tea, and he fell asleep now." Jiang Fan added: "He didn't sleep well."
Mo Chen nodded.
"Brother, you should also rest first, I'll go outside and have a look."
Mo Chen stood by the couch for a long while without moving.
Xiaodong frowned slightly, his face lacked much color, and he seemed to be panicked even in a dream.
Mo Chen gently placed his hand on his forehead.
He didn't have a fever, but he sweated a lot, and his skin was even slightly cold to the touch.
Xiaodong moved a little.
Mo Chen was afraid that he would be woken up, so he wanted to take his hand back.
But as soon as his hand left, Xiaodong felt even more uneasy, turning his head on the pillow in a panic. After Mo Chen put his hand back and felt the warmth of his palm, Xiaodong seemed to be comforted and protected, and slowly calmed down again.
So Mo Chen kept this posture and did not move.
One of them was lying down and the other was sitting, with Mo Chen's hand resting lightly on his forehead, Xiaodong's originally frowning brows also slowly relaxed.
This is the second time...
Xiaodong had already experienced a life-and-death situation when he returned to Liushan, and this time he narrowly escaped death.
There are few youngsters at his age who have gone through such ups and downs like the junior brother.
But tonight, he only left for such a short time, and Xiaodong almost died at the hands of others. If it wasn't for his own quickness, if it wasn't for the strange weapon gifted by Master Fang, who just delayed for a while to resist for him, now Mo Chen might have to collect his body for him.
Even if he could avenge him and find Chen Jingzhi and tear him into pieces, Xiaodong would not be able to survive.
Chen Jingzhi probably met Linglong in the street market, and knew that Huiliushan and his party had also arrived in Beifu City, so he had the idea of killing people.
It was more difficult for others to sneak into the Li family's house, but Chen Jingzhi was a disciple of Huiliu Mountain after all, and the formations set up in the house were very simple, so it's not surprising that he could enter smoothly.
He has already left Huiliu Mountain, but he turned around and took such a big risk to get rid of Xiaodong, which further shows that Xiaodong's background must be the key.
No one can sleep peacefully that night.
Li Fulin sat guarding the slain disciple all night.
Li Fulin is not familiar with Yu Dahong as a disciple. Even a few direct disciples are often disciplined by Mo Chen, and these outer disciples are even more unfamiliar. He still remembered Yu Dahong as a simple and honest person with a straight temper and not too clever.
Li Fulin didn't teach him kung fu personally, but every time this disciple saw him, he would show a look of wholehearted admiration and say hello loudly.
Although he is not very capable, and he knows that he does not have much prospects in the future, he is still very serious about practicing kung fu every day, and he is always enthusiastic about doing a lot of chores, as if he is afraid that if he doesn't do this, the master and fellow students will despise him as useless and want to kill him. Just drive away.
In fact, no one will drive him away.
Li Fulin wished that he believed Chen Jingzhi's words like Tong Hao, even if he would do something wrong, at least he could save his life first.
When Mo Chen came in, Li Fulin quickly wiped his face, but when he turned around, there was no mark on his face.
"Is Xiaodong alright?"
"It's nothing." Mo Chen said: "Junior Brother Zhai and the others inspected the corpse that the disciple brought back just now, and found something strange."
The dead man who was brought back by Mo Chen after breaking his heart was parked in the next room, and there was nothing on this man to confirm his identity.
Zhai Wenhui was careful, and he didn't miss everything he could see from head to toe, and he could see many clues from the dead.
"This person is definitely not from Beifu City, he just came from another place, and he must not be close to Beifu City."
The clothes on this person did not have any pattern marks, but the material of the inner shirt was different, this kind of material was of high quality, most people would definitely not be able to wear it.
Li Fulin's vision and experience are not comparable to those of his apprentices. He picked up the piece of fabric and twisted it: "This is the only fabric in the southeast near the sea."
For this big event in Beifu City, many people came from all over the place, and there were also many people from the southeast.
But among these people, there are not many who are extremely powerful, and there are not many who can raise such dead men who are willing to sacrifice their lives just to keep secrets.
Even if Chen Jingzhi found a new backer, it was too early for him to go to the past. For things like today, he took the risk to do it himself. The first reason is that most people don't understand the formation here, and it is not easy to sneak in. thing. Secondly, he probably doesn't want more people to know the secret he's hiding. The less people know about killing people, the better. The more people who know, the more danger of leaking the secret. The time he left was short, and he probably didn't win over many people he could rely on as his confidants.
Li Fulin looked calm and rational, and seemed not to be affected much.
Except when Mo Chen went in just now, he saw that his eye circles were a little red.
Master's heart is definitely not as calm as it appears on the surface.
Mo Chen knew Master very well.
The master established a sect in Huiliu Mountain, and he didn't accept many disciples. He usually treats his disciples with a pleasant face, and rarely scolds others with a straight face. Therefore, all the disciples are more in awe of the elder brother, and feel more amiable towards the master. .
The master hopes that the disciples will be friendly and harmonious, and not intrigue and fight endlessly like in other sects.
The matter of Chen Jingzhi's treachery was very hard for the master, but before today, the master did not give a clear order on how to deal with him.
But now the master must be regretting, regretting that his tolerance and generosity were used in the wrong place, regretting that his connivance actually killed the disciple.
*****
Xiaodong slept very restlessly.
During the night, he seemed to wake up several times in a daze, and realized that the sky had not yet dawned.
He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.
When he opened his eyes for the last time and saw the dim light on the window paper, Xiaodong suddenly remembered what happened last night, he woke up completely, turned over and sat up.
When Mo Chen lifted the curtain, Xiaodong was in a hurry to put on his shoes and get off the ground.
"woke up?"
"Big brother!"
As soon as he saw Mo Chen, Xiaodong couldn't care about other things, and staggered towards Mo Chen.
Mo Chen stretched out his hand to support him.
"Brother, are you not injured?"
This child... When he woke up, the first thing he said was to ask this.
Mo Chen said: "I didn't..."
But Xiaodong couldn't care less about listening to him, or in other words, Xiaodong couldn't trust him in this matter.
He still believed in his eyes.
Xiaodong rolled up his sleeves busyly, he had to confirm with his own eyes and hands that Mo Chen was really not injured before he could feel at ease.
Mo Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he felt sore and hot in his heart.
Xiaodong personally confirmed that Mo Chen was not injured, so he was honest.
After such a stop, Xiaodong realized what he was like now.
Bare feet, only one shoe, no outer robe, loose hair, unwashed face... It is an excellent portrayal of the four characters of unkempt.
Mo Chen pulled him to the side of the couch, tied his robe, put on his shoes, and even if he didn't have time to comb his hair, he simply tied it up first. After tidying up in this way, Xiaodong looked much tidier.
"Are you scared?"
Mo Chen's question was a bit out of date, Xiaodong thought about it seriously, and said: "At that time, I was too late to be afraid, but I was a little scared when I thought about it later. But I am not afraid now."
Mo Chen tied his hair up for him: "Brother was negligent."
"It's me who is too useless..." Blindly relying on the protection of master and senior brothers, I have no ability.
But why did Chen Jingzhi kill him
This question circled repeatedly in Xiaodong's mind. (to be continued)