"..." Everyone knows how to calculate, and they have already stepped forward to calculate.
There are eight quarters of an hour in one hour, which is actually a long time, and the shadow will move a little bit, but the stone wall is also relatively wide, not far from where Wei Linguan is standing, and considering the angle...
After calculating for a while, everyone had to admit that Li Yuebai was right.
The place where Wei Linguan was standing was indeed in the shadows.
At the same time, everyone was secretly amazed, wondering why Master Mu could calculate the result so quickly, such a speed can be called a magic calculation...Master Mu is indeed worthy of being a master of formations, even his calculations are beyond ordinary people.
I'm sorry, I turned it on and used the system's program to calculate. Li Yuebai answered silently in his heart, but on the surface he still had to act calmly.
This alone can prove that Wei Qianqian is lying.
After all, Wei Qianqian is not a classic villain, she won't stalk and struggle to death, and she doesn't bother to talk about a long series of mental journeys. She just bit her lip, turned her head and left the crowded crowd.
Her figure was hidden among the rocks, and soon she was out of sight.
The crowd fell into an awkward silence.
Just now, the monks thought that what Wei Qianqian said was true. Now that it was exposed so quickly, they couldn't react for a while, and they all stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.
"Everyone, I can't say that I'm guilty now, can I?" Yu Tianji sighed and spoke leisurely.
Wei Jingyao's face was livid and he didn't say a word.
His move failed, but the next situation is not yet clear, maybe Yu Tianji will be convicted by everyone soon, so he didn't immediately stand up and apologize for his daughter.
"This... why does Miss Wei Jia abandon her self-cultivation to slander Lord Tianji?" Someone sighed, "Why bother?"
Maybe Mr. Tianji molested Miss Wei, does she intend to take revenge? Many people secretly guessed in their hearts.
"This murder happened in the realm of Kunlun, so I am duty-bound." Yu Tianji said seriously: "The real murderer will be found out next, and justice will be given to Juling Xianshan. As for Miss Wei...she may have been bewitched by the thief, If I can't think about it for a while, I will immediately send someone to chase her back and ask her carefully."
"Wait." There was another sharp voice from the crowd: "Has Mr. Tianji cleared his suspicion?"
Li Yuebai looked in that direction, and as expected, it was Yu Tianliu's loyal subordinate Ge Huai again.
It seems that today I will break everything down in one breath.
"Miss Wei's family is obviously lying, what's the question?" someone answered for Yu Tianji.
"I'm talking about the collusion with the Demon Sect." Ge Huai said relentlessly: "Just now, the elders said that human life is at stake. Whether or not Mr. Tianji colluded with the Demon Sect can be discussed later. Now, since Da Wei The young master's injury is no longer a problem, and the matter has come to an end, so can we ask Tianji-jun again about his collusion with the Demon Cult?"
"Noisy old thief!" A monk behind Yu Tianji couldn't bear to scold: "What do you want to do?"
"My purpose is very simple. As long as Lord Tianji surrenders the position of Immortal Lord and pleads guilty to Kunlun and the other immortal sects, maybe he can get some kindness from outside the law." Ge Huai sneered, "Otherwise, don't blame the Lord for disregarding brotherhood." Affection."
"System, I find it a bit annoying." Li Yuebai rubbed his temples, telling the truth.
Since time travel, he seems to have played all the worlds into the famous Detective Conan, and every day he stretches out his hand and suddenly points forward: So, the criminal is you!
Either there is a problem with him, or the main god who created the world only knows Detective Conan, and has no idea what the real world of cultivating immortals should be like.
"It's useless to be annoyed, you have to face it." The system replied empathetically, "It's better to be annoyed than hopeless."
"Let me explain it for you." Li Yuebai stood up and said, "The letter to the Demon Cult's Guardian Zuo has the name and seal of the Immortal Master at the end of the letter..."
"That's right." Ge Huai said: "The handwriting is clear and clear, it is the handwriting of Lord Tianji."
"The Immortal Lord has never written any letter to the Demon Sect Guardian Zuo!" Li Yuebai said sharply, "The letter was forged by Yu Tianliu!"
"Forged letters?" Yu Tianliu immediately showed an unbelievable smile when he heard the accusation: "I didn't expect that Master Mu would be so bloody, it's really impressive."
"Everyone knows that it is extremely difficult to forge letters." Ge Huai said angrily: "Handwriting is difficult to imitate, and seals are even more difficult to copy..."
"Yu Tianliu and the Immortal Lord are brothers, and they face each other day and night in Kunlun. Isn't it easy for him to imitate the Immortal Lord's handwriting?"
"The imitated handwriting is not written by me after all, and the written words may be different." Ge Huai said: "If Master Mu doesn't believe it, why don't you ask Tianji-jun to rewrite the letter himself to see if it is the same? "
"Why not?" Li Yuebai was fearless.
"Hey... Mu Meiren, don't be so confident, I'm a little scared!" Yu Tianji couldn't laugh or cry.
"What are you afraid of?" Li Yuebai stared.
"Because that handwriting...is exactly the same as mine!" Yu Tianji whispered in his ear with a bitter face, "I don't know what brother did, that letter...was clearly written by me!"
"Didn't you say that you haven't written a letter to the Demon Sect?" Li Yuebai hated that iron cannot be made into steel.
"I never wrote it! I swear!" Yu Tianji looked innocent.
"That's nothing to be afraid of."
"No, the problem is that my brother's imitation is too similar." Yu Tianji kept rubbing against Li Yuebai: "At the beginning of transmigrating, Yu Tianliu and I were brothers after all, communication is a common thing... he He must have collected the letterheads I wrote to him, and imitated them day and night until they became perfect."
"..." Li Yuebai smiled: "Not necessarily."
"What's the meaning?"
"I'll tell you later." Li Yuebai sent someone to offer a pen and paper: "Now, please ask the fairy master to write."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two finally finished their private conversation, the paper was spread out on the desk, the Langhao brush was dipped in thick ink, and everyone was staring at Yu Tianji, watching him write.
Yu Tianliu had a calm smile all over his face, while Ge Huai stared fixedly at Yu Tianji's pen, ready to find fault with him at any time.
"Then how should I write it?" Yu Tianji nodded the paper helplessly: "Write it differently on purpose?"
"No." Li Yuebai said: "Just follow your original handwriting."
"Okay, just listen to Mu Meiren." Yu Tianji began to write.
In fact, what Li Yuebai said is correct. All the immortal masters present have received Yu Tianji's handwritten letters, and they all know Yu Tianji's handwriting. I can tell.
If this is the case, it will be unreasonable all at once, it is better to write according to my original handwriting in a fair manner.
The monks under Yu Tianliu had already recorded the content of the letter, and now they sent a person to read the content word by word, in name for the convenience of Yu Tianji's writing, but in fact, the person read it in a good way, With a long tone, it seemed that he was deliberately insulting the other party.
Yu Tianji is used to being lazy, and doesn't care about the other party's provocation, but just holds the pen seriously and writes out every word.
The letter is not too long, and when it is finished, it only fills up a small piece of paper.
Li Yuebai took the letter paper, let the ink dry slightly, and then presented it to several respected elders present.
On Yu Tianliu's side, someone has also sent someone to take out the ashes again and restore them.
One is a restoration letter and the other is a new letter. The old immortal elders resorted to spells, holding two pieces of paper in the air, overlapping each other, and placing them side by side for repeated comparisons.
Everyone could also see the handwriting on the two pieces of paper, and they were all making judgments silently.
After an incomparably long time, an old fairy sighed, stroked his beard, and said: "In my opinion, these two letters... are indeed written by the same person."
Several other people also agreed: "Yes, although the handwriting is slightly different, but the way of writing... is obviously from the same person!"
"It's just that the handwriting of the recovery letter is relatively naive, and the handwriting of the new letter is a little older." The old fairy said: "Mr. Tianji, although I have no grievances or hatred with you, I have to tell the truth... otherwise I will live up to everyone's trust. gone."
"Yes..." Everyone echoed, with different expressions.
"As expected." Ge Huai laughed loudly: "These old gentlemen have high morals and prestige, and they usually have their own opinions on things, but here, they all say the same handwriting! Mr. Tianji, you still Have something to say!"
"Yes, we looked at it, and it's the same handwriting." The young monks also echoed in agreement: "I didn't expect..."
"Impossible." Li Yuebai's eyes widened suddenly, his face pale: "The Immortal Lord will never do such a thing!"
"Master Mu, maybe you entrusted someone wrong? Why are you still unwilling to admit that you have misjudged someone?" Yu Tianliu laughed.
"Mister, please return the letter to me, and I will compare it carefully!" Li Yuebai pleaded with all his might.
"It's useless, it's just a dying struggle." Ge Huai shook his head and sneered: "With so many eyes watching, can Immortal Mu still reverse the case?"
Seeing him like this, several old immortal elders shook their heads one after another, and used magic to push the two pieces of paper floating in the air.
Because everyone used magic to maintain it, the letter paper recovered from the ashes still barely maintained the form of the letter paper, and did not turn into powder again.
Li Yuebai looked at the two pieces of paper quietly for a long time.
"Master Mu, don't delay any longer. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to see the handwriting as different." Ge Huai shouted impatiently: "You should hurry up and make your master confess!"
"This handwriting..." When Li Yuebai spoke again, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This handwriting is indeed the same."
"Then what else do you have to say!"
"These words were indeed written by the Immortal Master." Li Yuebai said slowly: "However, the letter to the Demon Sect was not written by the Immortal Master."
"What are you talking about?" Ge Huai said angrily, "Isn't this contradictory? He wrote the words, but he didn't write the letter? How is it possible?"
"Of course it is possible." Li Yuebai said: "Because this letter was not written, but pieced together!"
"Collection?" Everyone was surprised.
"The Immortal Lord and Yu Tianliu are brothers. When they were in Kunlun, they often exchanged letters." Li Yuebai said: "As time goes by, Yu Tianliu must have a lot of letterheads from the Immortal Lord...he only needs to write the Immortal Lord's The words are cut out from the letter and put together to form this letter!"
"..." I have to say that this method is very effective.
"Ridiculous!" Yu Tianliu frowned, and reprimanded: "Master Mu said so, what evidence is there?"
As expected of Yu Tianliu, even if the solution was exposed by others, she still insisted on not showing the slightest cowardice.