Yang Junshan was looking up and down at the piece of wood in his hand, while sitting in the bushes, thinking blankly.
Yang Junshan could pretend to know nothing about Haozhuang. In fact, no one else knew about it except Xu Jing and him, and Xu Jing herself didn't know that Yang Junshan had tried to rescue her after she left. Haozhuang.
In other words, if Yang Junshan hadn't said anything about this matter, Xu Jing would not have thought that there were other insiders. But if this was the case, wouldn't it mean that Hao Zhuang's death was in vain
For Yang Junshan, there is naturally no sense of guilt for such things. After all, he has experienced more miserable and bizarre things in his previous life for more than a hundred years, and Yang Junshan's mind has been tempered to be as solid as a rock.
It's just that Yang Junshan is only a twelve-year-old boy now. The memories he had in the past were more of innocence and innocence. When he suddenly encountered such a thing, he would inevitably have instinctive resistance, not to mention that he had Hao Zhuang gave him before he died. The benefits of a piece of low-grade fairy elm heart, if you still ignore this matter, it would be unjustifiable.
But more importantly, Xu Jing's ruthlessness and decisiveness at a young age made Yang Junshan's heart palpitate. Once such a character grows up, Yang Junshan doesn't know what kind of things she will do.
However, Yang Junshan naturally would not directly identify Xu Jing as the murderer. That would be tantamount to directly exposing himself to Xu Jing's opposite. Moreover, this matter was completely unconfirmed. Yang Junshan himself had never seen Xu Jing in Haozhuang with his own eyes. A foot stepped on Hao Zhuang's shoulder. These were just guessed by Yang Junshan himself from the footprints on Hao Zhuang's shoulder. What's more, Hao Zhuang's body had fallen into the quagmire. Save, just moral condemnation.
On the contrary, once Yang Junshan exposed his identity as an insider and stood on the opposite side of Xu Jing, if Xu Jing was alert enough and bit back the heart of the low-grade fairy elm wood in Yang Junshan's hands, Yang Junshan would be trapped in one fell swoop. A tangled situation.
What's more, Xu Jing has already obtained the middle-grade fairy spirit that fits the fairy spirit orifice in her cochlea. After leaving Baique Mountain, it will soon attract the attention of the monks from the Shaking Sky Sect. By then, Xu Jing will have the support of the Shaking Sky Sect behind her. You will definitely feel more confident.
In the eyes of the Shaotian Sect monks, an ordinary young monk like Hao Zhuang is dead. How can he be compared with the potential monks they value
Yang Junshan, who had sorted out the clues of the matter, suddenly felt that the dark clouds lingering in his heart had dissipated. It was better to keep Hao Zhuang's death a secret for the time being. Otherwise, not only himself and his family might stand against Xu Jing, but also Hao Zhuang's family. Xu Jing was retaliated by.
Of course, Yang Junshan, who had received Hao Zhuang's benefits, would not ignore this matter, but the time was definitely not now.
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There is still half a day before the Baqueshan paddock is closed, but one after another young monks have begun to come towards the exit, especially some young people who have gained something in the paddock. Walking in the mist of the formation, shouting loudly to apply for leaving the mountain, while looking around vigilantly to prevent other teenagers from snatching it, so the young monk will be picked up from the paddock by the monk guarding the mountain.
When Yang Junshan rushed here, many young monks had gathered at the exit, but most of these young men were hidden near the exit.
Behind the various coverings nearby, but in Yang Junshan's eyes, these hiding methods were too clumsy.
Most of these hidden young monks were people who had never harvested fairy spirits in Baique Mountain. In desperation, they thought of ambush at the exit, waiting for an opportunity to snatch the fairy spirits from other monks.
Every time on the eve of the closure of Baqueshan Paddock, the young monks in the paddock would stage a big melee at the last moment, and the monks guarding the mountain from the Shaking Sky Sect would add fuel to the flames. After some monks who had harvested fairy spirits applied to leave the mountain, He deliberately delayed it, attracting other teenagers to come and snatch it.
The safest way to get out of the mountain is to form a team. The more people in the team, the stronger the team will naturally be. The young monks ambushing near the exit will be more afraid to take action. Just like when Zhang Yueming and others came out of the mountain, they were so powerful. A dozen young monks walked towards the fog together. The moment Zhang Yueming shouted loudly to apply for leaving the mountain, the monks guarding the mountain came to pick him up.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad, top grade Fairy Ziyun Skin, two pieces of middle grade Fairy Spirits, five pieces of low grade Fairy Spirits, oh, you also slaughtered two ferocious beasts, the Sitting Mountain Tiger and the Ground Bear? Are you guys serious? That’s right, especially Zhang Yueming, he is worthy of being a valued inner disciple of our Shaotian Sect. It’s really good, you can come out now!”
During the routine of singing spiritual songs, Yang Junshan once again heard the voice of Xiong Manshan, the guardian monk of Shaotian Sect. Zhang Yueming and others’ gains were revealed one by one, and more importantly, Zhang Yueming’s inner circle of Shaotian Sect was highlighted. His status as a disciple sounds more like a show off.
In fact, every time the name of a fairy was spoken in Xiong Manshan's triumphant voice, there would be waves of envious exclamations from the mountains and forests near the exit. However, from beginning to end, no one dared to rush into the fog. They made a move to snatch it, and after Xiong Manshan finished singing, Zhang Yueming and others were led out of Baique Mountain.
After Zhang Yueming and others came out of the mountain, there was a period of silence near the exit. After a while, a young man finally walked timidly into the fog and said loudly: "Junior Liu Kun, Sea Buckthorn Village, Huangsha Town, I am going to be born. Senior, I want to go out!"
Xiong Manshan's fierce voice sounded again, but this time his tone was full of joking, saying: "Hey, the little guy can actually get a low-grade fairy spirit, not bad!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was no more sound. The young man suddenly panicked and begged loudly: "Senior, I want to get out of the mountain, please let me out quickly!"
However, no matter how much the young man pleaded, there was no more sound in the mist. Soon, several young men emerged from the woods near the exit, from behind the hillside, and from the side of the boulder, and rushed in without saying a word in the direction from which the voice came out of the mist.
Loud shouts and curses soon came from the mist, followed closely by the sounds of fists and kicks. Several more young monks rushed into the mist, and soon it turned into a melee due to the obstruction of the mist. .
After a while, the fight in the mist seemed to gradually subside. A few teenagers seemed to be confused about the situation and began to withdraw. At this time, Xiong Manshan's joking voice sounded again, saying: "Huangsha That kid from the town, hey, the fairy spirit in you is gone, it doesn’t matter, you can come out now!”
The young man named Liu Kun was so anxious that he cried loudly and said: "I won't go out, senior, I won't go out, my fairy spirit has been robbed, and I want to get it back..."