Mu Yu and others rushed over after hearing the sound, and were quite surprised when they saw this.
Yin Wushuang turned around and saw her father, cried "wow", and threw himself into Yin Cangshan's arms: "Daddy, they are dead! There is a lot of blood!"
Yin Cangshan comforted her while looking at Xie Zhiwei: "What's going on?"
Before Xie Zhiwei opened his mouth, Mu Yu continued: "The big furniture has just arrived, so it's not appropriate for Prince Yin to ask such questions?"
"This..." Yin Cangshan was surprised to see Mu Kuh protecting someone so abnormally, while Xie Zhiwei just stared at the bed, not paying attention to the conversation between him and Mu Kui.
Mu Yu stepped forward to thank Zhiwei: "Master, it's too noisy here, let's eat somewhere else."
But Xie Zhiwei didn't move, and Mu Kui realized that his face was a little pale. He couldn't help but lower his voice a bit: "Master, don't look at it, people can't be resurrected after death."
Xie Zhiwei then closed his eyes and looked at him: "Is that you?"
Mu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Master suspects that I killed it?"
Xie Zhiwei grabbed his upper arm and said firmly, "As long as you say no, you will believe me as a teacher."
Mu Yu looked at Xie Zhiwei with deep eyes, and after a while, he said word by word: "I'm not a disciple."
"Okay, then it's not you." After getting this answer, Xie Zhiwei felt relieved for a moment, and then became even more tense.
Mao Zi and Lao Du had some friendship with him. Although the two came from poor and humble backgrounds, and they did the dirty job of stealing graves, they were not bad people. Especially Maozi, this kid was still in love a few days ago, even if he was humble, he would not give up pursuing the girl he liked, which made Xie Zhiwei very fond of him.
More importantly, these are two living lives. Instead of a few insignificant words in the book, just cross them out.
It's not that Xie Zhiwei has never seen dead people in this world. Four years ago, Xuanyun Mountain Shenyou killed those two disciples, and the Demon Sect's human world was torn to pieces by "dogs", etc. But at that time, they were treated as group performers and props, but now their mood has changed a long time ago.
Chu Zhi's arm was broken, and Mu Ku's spiritual power was weak, so he couldn't bear to watch, let alone two big living people lying in a pool of blood and becoming stiff.
... who would it be
Whose path are these two inconspicuous little people blocking? Do you have to get rid of them quickly
"Master really believes that the disciple didn't do anything this time?" Mu Kui leaned over and asked in a low voice, Xie Zhiwei could clearly see that his eyelashes were trembling.
Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but want to hit him on the head with this aggrieved and unbelievable look. But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yin Cangshan and Yin Wushuang looking here, so he lowered his voice and said, "Why, you don't like it?"
"No no." Mu Yu said quickly, "The disciple is so happy."
Although he has done a lot of hard work on the outside and is very good at buying people's hearts, it is not as solid as the trust of the master. The master is so kind-hearted, after witnessing all kinds of misdeeds of him, he still chooses to believe him without hesitation. This feeling is more exciting than getting the whole world.
"Wait a minute." Yin Cangshan interjected, "If I heard correctly, did Nephew Mu Yu call him Master just now?"
Yin Wushuang wiped away his tears, sobbed and said, "I heard that too, he was called Master."
Yin Cangshan was astonished and said: "No, as far as I know, isn't Nephew Mu Yu's master Xie Zhiwei, real Bixu? He, he has passed away long ago? How could..."
"This..." Xie Zhiwei hesitated a little, under the watchful eyes of everyone, could he explain the "flying ascension" again? Too loud, right
No, why are you afraid of being high-profile after five stars
"This matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with Lord Yin." Mu Yu made it clear that he didn't hide it, and didn't intend to explain it. He pulled Xie Zhiwei up, "Master, let's go."
That's right, there was a murder case here, and it has become a place of right and wrong. The male protagonist didn't kill anyone, but the person died, indicating that the plot may have gotten out of control, and who knows what troubles will come if it stays.
Xie Zhi said in a low voice: "Then let's bury the two of them respectfully."
Mu Yu was waiting to agree, when a sudden inquiry came: "This matter has nothing to do with Prince Yin, so it must have something to do with being a father, right?"
Xie Zhiwei's complexion changed, and when he looked up, the King of Kyushu appeared in front of the door with a sullen expression, followed by several personal guards. Wuyan is his trump card, and he usually doesn't appear in front of people, so he didn't bring it with him.
Mu Yu frowned, nodded and said, "Father."
The King of Kyushu walked in slowly: "My lord, where have you been these few days? I am very worried about my father."
Mu Yu's face remained unchanged: "It's just wandering around, father don't have to worry about it."
Xie Zhiwei noticed that the King of Kyushu's attitude towards Mu Yu today was different from what he saw last time. At that time, in front of the other courtyard, Mu Kui frowned, and he had to ask about his health for a long time. Without Mu Kuo opening his mouth, he rushed to send the soldier talisman to show him off.
But today... why did he become inexplicably serious, as if Mu Kui had done something outrageous.
The same goes for Mu Yu, the atmosphere is not right, why don't you hurry up and coax your father a little bit
Yin Cangshan bowed his hands to the King of Kyushu, and smoothed things over with a smile: "It's all my fault. The prince doesn't have to be nervous. Nephew Mu Yu is young and promising, and he has long been able to take charge of his own affairs. Right and wrong, he has his own discretion."
"Really?" The King of Nine Provinces looked at Xie Zhiwei, with a smirk on his face: "But in front of me, can Wang Er tell the difference between right and wrong
Xie Zhiwei's heart trembled when he saw the needle hidden in his eyes.
What's the situation
Four years ago, the king of Kyushu could not understand all kinds of things, but it was only Mu Yu who kept a distance from him. But now, this hostile attitude is undisguised.
Mu Yu took a step forward and blocked Xie Zhiwei behind him: "My father's words are too profound, please forgive me for not being able to understand."
"Don't understand?" King Jiuzhou squinted his eyes and stepped forward, "Then I will explain it to you more clearly as a father."
Damn it, why did the two most harmonious and nasty father and son in the original novel suddenly have a wrong style of painting
Xie Zhiwei was still muttering in his heart, when he saw the King of Nine Provinces pointing his finger: "You really are not dead. Not only did you abduct Wang'er, but you even committed murder in the capital, you are truly a heinous crime!"
Xie Zhiwei almost choked on his saliva, abduction
Who am I going to abduct whom? Big brother, you have to know, but the illusion set up by your precious son, your precious son is the overlord, and your precious son has fucked people for three days and three nights to death!
... Forget it, you still don't know.
Xie Zhiwei could almost complain about the word "abduction" all day long, but right now he doesn't have time to care about the inappropriate wording, what he cares about is the second half of the sentence.
Xie Zhiwei raised his eyes, and greeted the King of Kyushu with neither humble nor overbearing: "Is there any evidence for saying that I killed someone?"
The King of Kyushu sneered and said, "There will be, come and find him for an autopsy."
Mu Yu finally frowned: "Father is a bit too much."
The King of Nine Provinces sighed, and frowned, "Wang'er never spoke to his father like this in the past. You must have been led astray by this person."
Just as Mu He was about to refute, Xie Zhiwei tugged him: "Don't argue with your father, there are too many disputes here, why don't I leave first."
The King of Jiuzhou said coldly: "Xie Zhiwei, you are guilty and want to leave. You guys, stop him."
The guards behind him drew their swords and blocked the door aggressively.
Yin Cangshan and Yin Wushuang were stunned a long time ago, they stood aside and stared blankly, not quite understanding why these people were suddenly at war.
Xie Zhiwei was also at a loss.
Maybe he shouldn't come back to this inn today, the death of Mao Zi and Lao Du may have his own reasons, but it is also very likely that someone wants to blame Xie Zhiwei on him and set a trap.
who is it? Was it made by the King of Kyushu? Why did he target himself everywhere, even Tao Zong
Xie Zhiwei was full of doubts, and felt that it was necessary to discuss it with the grass python hero.
At this time, Mu Yu slowly opened his mouth: "No one here can stop Master, why should father be like this?"
The King of Kyushu's eyes sank: "My lord, stop him for my father."
Mu Yu's face was calm: "Father knows that this is impossible."
"Okay! What an impossibility!" Kyushu King suddenly became furious, the veins on his forehead were clearly visible, he flicked his sleeves, "Xie Zhiwei, do you dare to meet someone?"
Nonsense, it's so obvious, who would be so stupid as to take the initiative.
Xie Zhiwei said sincerely: "Xie has very few acquaintances in his life. I'm afraid I don't know each other. It's better not to see each other."
Xie Zhiwei pulled out the gripped sleeve from Mu Yu's hand, and walked towards the door, he wanted to force his way in.
The guard at the gate got the order, and if he was willing to let it go, he would block it with his sword. The martial strength of these people is at the level of no face, Xie Zhiwei didn't even draw the Qingping sword, he just blocked it with his palm, and he was out of the room in the blink of an eye.
Then he stopped.
There was a group of people standing in the hall downstairs, and it was still a large group.
The King of Kyushu said calmly behind him: "You definitely know each other, right?"
He went to the corridor, and shouted down to the headed man in the plain robe through the railing: "Master Yan, can you see clearly?"
Xie Zhiwei was shocked, what the hell is going on
Yan Zhifei looked at Xie Zhiwei without blinking. He slowly walked out of the crowd, tipped his toes, and suddenly flew up to the second floor, landing directly in front of Xie Zhiwei.
It was only then that Xie Zhiwei discovered that there were a large group of people he didn't know. There is also a small group of Taoist disciples, and even Xia Zhiqi is here this time.
Xie Zhiwei shifted his gaze to Yan Zhifei. To be honest, Yan Zhifei is a serious person, and he is always strict with others. He was a little apprehensive, he didn't fake his death, let alone hide his resurrection from death on purpose, but even so, he was very guilty of Chu Zhishi's questioning.
Not to mention that today we have to face Yan Zhifei and Xia Zhiqi—the two most difficult people in Taoism.
It's no wonder that the king of Jiuzhou called him by his name so confidently today, and he was not afraid of admitting the wrong person. Who knows, what happened to the King of Kyushu behind his back during the three days he and Mu Yu were in the illusion, and what kind of changes happened in places they couldn't see.
Mu Ku came over and gave a salute: "The disciple sees the Master Master."
Yan Zhifei gave him a cold look and ignored him.
Xie Zhiwei bit the bullet and said, "Master..."
Before the word "Brother" could be called out, Yan Zhifei suddenly interrupted: "Who are you!"
Xie Zhiwei was taken aback.
Yan Zhifei summoned the Taisu sword and drew out half of it, the light of the sword lingered between the two of them like ice. He sternly said to Xie Zhiwei: "How dare you impersonate Zhiwei, get out!"