Wei Da got up and picked up the pigeon, opened the small letterbox on its feet, and couldn't help being surprised. The letterbox is still his own letter. This pigeon flew to the south of the Yangtze River, but did not find anyone
Wei Da had an ominous premonition in his heart, he called Xiao Cui, prepared some dry food to eat, and the two hurried down the mountain.
Xiaocui's home is in a village not far away. Wei Da sent Xiaocui back home, tore up the deed of betrayal in front of her parents, and left her some money, telling her not to go back to the hot spring villa, while he himself went to Jiangnan.
Before arriving at the Jinghu Family, Wei Da had heard countless rumors.
Some people say that the two sons of the Jinghu family competed for the position of the head of the family, and there was a firefight in the middle of the night, and both sides were injured; some people said that Wei Chengbi did evil things in his early years, and the enemies he formed came to seek revenge, killing the whole family and bloodshed. ; It is also said that the Jinghu family provoked the demons and was killed by the demons... There are countless versions of the legend, but the final result is: the Jinghu family has more than 100 members, and they were killed overnight, without a single one. life still...
Wei Da felt the Jinghu family almost madly, and what greeted him was a depression. The carved beams and painted buildings of the past have long since been burned, and the cruelty of the day can still be vaguely recognized under the wreckage. There are dark red and dried blood everywhere, and even occasionally found in the dark corners of the cut off blue silk and stumps.
Fearing that the rotten corpse would cause a plague, the local government had dispatched people to collect the corpse. For a time, only the half-mountain tomb in the mass burial mound was left.
The only thing that is fortunate is that Wei Da brought his wife and young son back to his family's home because he was angry with the village owner.
The memory ends here, Gu Qingqiao blinked and woke up.
In front of him was Mu Xiyun's nervous and worried eyes, and his hands had already been held by him. Gu Qingqiao smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm back."
Mu Xiyun breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyes, fearing that he had been staring at him for a moment, and he was already sore.
"What did you see?" Mu Xiyun asked, her voice still a little hoarse.
Seeing that he was so nervous for himself, Gu Qingqiao was both relieved and distressed. He leaned over and kissed his cheek before slowly telling him what he had seen and heard just now.
When talking about the young man Xiaocui saw on the plank road, Mu Xiyuan's eyes darkened, and she looked up at Guqingqiao.
Gu Qingqiao smiled bitterly and said, "You guessed it too? That boy is probably Wuying."
Mu Xiyuan hesitated: "According to what Wei Da said, the murderer behaved abnormally, with a blue totem on his face, his strength became very strong, and he was not afraid of pain... This is very similar to Lin Xuewu in Hongye City. We meet again in Lingshan. When we arrive at Wuying, so, Wuying gave Lin Xuewu a Gu? What is the purpose of him doing this?"
Gu Qingqiao frowned and said, "Wuying has been very scheming since he was a child. Looking at his innocent face, he can do any bad things in secret. Could it be that when the Jinghu family offended him, so that he took revenge?"
"Why did he do this back then, doesn't your senior brother know?" Mu Xiyun asked.
Aware of the emotion in this question, Gu Qingqiao raised his head to look at Mu Xiyuan, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and said with a smile, "What? Are you jealous?"
Mu Xiyun struggled to walk away two steps, "Didn't that little junior brother like to be with you the most?"
Gu Qingqiao suddenly became condensed, and then picked up the manuscript and looked at it carefully.
Seeing his solemn expression, Mu Xiyun stopped joking and asked, "What's wrong? What did you find?"
Gu Qingqiao looked at him and said slowly: "Wuying really liked being with me before. Every time I went down the mountain, he almost followed me, only once..."
He shook the tissue paper in his hand and pointed to the end of the manuscript, where Wei Da wrote: "It's been ten years since the tragedy of the year. , my body is getting worse and worse. And the tragedy ten years ago is still tormenting my heart day and night, and it is difficult to understand. For peace of mind, I came back to the villa alone and left this memory and manuscript, hoping that people who are destined can find the truth and return to the Jinghu family. A consolation for everyone." Behind, there is the sun and moon of the era at that time.
"What's wrong here?" Mu Xiyun and him read it again.
"Look at the date of the year. Going back ten years, it happens to be... "
"It happened to be when the Lin Moyuan War broke out."
The two looked at each other, and this matter was actually related to Lin Moyuan!
At this moment, suddenly there was a light noise outside the house, and the two were shocked and quietly looked out the window.
A figure is quietly walking towards the remedies where the killer is imprisoned.
Gu Qingqiao patted Mu Xiyuan's hand lightly, and the two of them walked out of the window, approaching the side room.
The figure entered the room, quietly came to the killer's side, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled the stopper, and placed it under the killer's nose.
To his surprise, the killer remained silent.
The person who came seemed a little anxious, and reached out to pat the killer's head. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew behind him, and his wrist was firmly grasped.
"Elder Huang," Gu Qingqiao said lightly, "Are you trying to kill someone?"
That person was Huang Zelin.
Huang Zelin only felt a magic power coming from his wrist, half of his body suddenly became weak and weak, and the porcelain bottle in the other hand was also taken away, and said angrily: "Little devil, let me go!"
The Gu Qingqiao porcelain vase was in hand, but he was not afraid of what happened to Huang Zelin. Yi Yan let go of his wrist and whispered, "Elder Huang, do you need to explain!"
Huang Zelin glared at him, turned back to see Mu Xiyuan standing at the door, and sighed, "Come with me."
The two came to Huang Zelin's room, the old man sat down slumped, pointed to the porcelain bottle in Gu Qingqiao's hand: "It's just ordinary smelling salts, I just want to wake him up and ask a few more words."
"What do you want to ask? Are you so sure that he will tell you?" Gu Qingqiao stared directly at Huang Zelin, "Did the elder and the killer know each other long ago?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Huang Zelin said angrily. "Do you suspect that the previous assassination on the plank road was a scene that the killer and I played together?"
"Oh? Isn't it?" Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows.
"You...!" Huang Zelin was so choked with anger that he said angrily after a while: "Why do you doubt me so much?"
"Why?" Seeing Mu Xiyun approaching and hesitating to speak, he patted his shoulder comfortably and asked, "Elder Huang, I asked you at the lake before, how many years have you not been here? You said it was ten years."
"Not bad! I haven't been here for a long time." Huang Zelin said.
"Ten years?" Gu Qingqiao sneered: "Elder Huang has been walking in the Central Plains for so many years. You know nothing about the trends of such a big sect in the past ten years?"
Huang Zelin looked up at him and said angrily, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Gu Qingqiao took two steps closer and took out the manuscript from his arms: "The Jinghu family was destroyed as early as fifty years ago. Your lie is too simple!"
After speaking, he put the porcelain bottle in his hand on the table, "This place is what you want to come, this killer is also here to kill you, and... "Gu Qingqiao will tell him the description of Wen Niang in the mountain city. , and said: "The medicine refining, white robe, elder sword, age and identity are all right, I have to suspect that you are the person who coaxed Mother Wen into refining medicine with the blood of a child. Now your identity is revealed, and you are looking for a remote Killing people in a local area, this is a really good abacus!"
I had already discussed with Mu Xiyun to observe slowly, but Huang Zelin behaved abnormally along the way. Today, Mu Xiyun’s life is endangered. At this time, Gu Qingqiao has the iron proof in hand, so he simply pointed out the words. How does he explain.
Huang Zelin was so angry that his eyes were round, his white beard and white hair seemed to stand up, and he trembled: "Bold boy, you are so suspicious of me, I, I..." He gasped heavily, pointing his finger at Gu Qingqiao. trembling. Gu Qingqiao looked at him without fear.
After a long while, Huang Zelin put down his finger and said sullenly, "I really did what I did on purpose today."
Although they were already mentally prepared, they still felt their hearts sink when they heard him say it in person. No matter what, Huang Zelin once helped the two with sincerity, but now he can't bear to hear him admit it himself.
Huang Zelin stared straight at Gu Qingqiao and said, "I'm just talking about today's assassination. Other things have nothing to do with me."
It turned out that Huang Zelin felt that someone had been observing him a few days ago, but the other party was very clever and disappeared without a trace. The southern region has a large population. Along the way, the stalker has always been hidden in the crowd, making it impossible for people to distinguish.
Passing here, Huang Zelin suddenly remembered this inaccessible place.
That day, he noticed that the stalker was nearby, so he deliberately called everyone to say that he would change the route, just to use the strength of a few people to find the assassin. The few people around are elites of the younger generation, and it should be more than enough to deal with a few assassins. But he didn't expect that today's killer's methods were meticulous and cruel, and he was not so much smarter than the two people on Yinfeng Mountain last time, so that he underestimated the enemy and was hindered, and even nearly killed Mu Xiyun's life, and he himself had lingering fears.
Huang Zelin sighed, as if he was ten years older all of a sudden. Under the dim light, his silver beard and white hair made people realize that he was a nearly 100-year-old old man.
Huang Zelin said: "I didn't notice the child abduction case at first. What caught my attention was the Jinxiu Village that Li Yao visited during the battle of Linmoyuan."
Huang Zelin raised his eyes and looked at Mu Xiyuan: "I told you before that in the battle of Linmoyuan, in a village near the desert, everyone was slaughtered inexplicably overnight."
"Yes," Mu Xiyuan said, "you said that the residents of the village have traces of being drugged, and in the ancestral hall where the villagers died, the master's blue dragon pendant was found."
"Yeah," a tear flashed in Huang Zelin's eyes, "the entire village of 300 people is in the ancestral hall, their souls are captured, and they can't rest their eyes. Jinxiu Village is only a small village on the border of the Central Plains, but it used to be my hometown. , is the place where I was born and grew up before I went to Mount Moyun."
"This..." The two of them were shocked.
Looking up to force back the tears, Huang Zelin said sadly: "Among those three hundred people, there are more than fifty members of my Huang family. Most of the people in the village are my elders, relatives, and companions when I was a teenager. How could I do this? Such a thing that is inferior to beasts? At that time, I swore that I will find out this matter in my entire life, otherwise, how can I face my family and villagers who have been unjustly killed in the future."
"You, what did you find?" Mu Xiyun approached Elder Huang, held his hand, and asked quietly.
Huang Zelin patted his head lovingly, "I just doubt that someone did something with the souls of these 300 people, and your master was involved in it. Thinking back to Li Yao's time, a generation of rangers and arrogance, there were only a few people in the world. Can you use him? Even if you want to trick him, you have to get close to him. First, you have to overwhelm him in practice, and second, you have to make him unsuspecting. To be able to do this, and How many are there?"
"You suspect..." Gu Qingqiao said in surprise, "Zheng Yanran, the head of Moyunshan?"
As soon as these words came out, the three of them were silent for a while. Zheng Jinran is the head of Moyun Mountain, a senior in the cultivation world who has become famous for nearly a hundred years, the leader who led everyone to victory in the battle of Linmoyuan, and the leader who rebuilt the order of the cultivation world after the war.
This doubt, just thinking about it in my heart, will make people wonder if I am crazy.
"Why?" Mu Xiyun asked.
"This should start from the time when he was injured."