The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The more Ye Zhibing and the senior brother talked, the more they got their appetites, until the disciples from the Qingyun faction outside came in to remind them that it was getting late, the senior brother got up and sent Ye Zhibing back to his room to rest.

Back in the room, Ye Zhibing made some calculations in his mind, and felt that the matter this time could basically be settled.

One is the matter of Paul's death. He is dead and the murderer has been found out. When the police arrive tomorrow, just hand over all the evidence to the police.

This Paul is not his friend, but his enemy.

When you die, you die, and when you die, you have fewer things to do, more relaxed and happy.

The second is the things to be done in Qingyun Mountain this time. I talked about it with the senior brother just now. The senior brother also understood the cause and effect, and gave himself an explanation.

In other words, I have completed the purpose of going up the mountain, and I can return to the East China Sea.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhibing let go of the past few days and fell asleep comfortably.

Nothing happened all night, Ye Zhibing got up early the next morning.

As soon as he went out, he saw the elder brother punching in the open space in front of the main hall.

Ye Zhibing stopped in his tracks and watched with interest for a while.

It has to be said that the big brother's boxing method is completely different from those fancy boxing and embroidered legs. It is very powerful and skillful.

The senior brother practiced very seriously. Although he knew that Ye Zhibing was watching, he stopped his hands and feet after a set of punches. He smiled at Ye Zhibing and said, "Good morning, fellow Daoist Ye."

Ye Zhibing also smiled kindly, "Master Yin, good morning."

The elder brother continued: "You Daoist Ye, come and have breakfast with me. After breakfast, I'm going up the mountain. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ye is interested in visiting our Qingyun Palace?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Of course. Since I have come to the foot of Qingyun Mountain, if I don't go up the mountain, it will be a waste of time."

After hearing this, the senior brother laughed, "You Daoist Ye is right, it's a pity that you didn't enter the door."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "That's right, that's the truth."

After the two of them talked and laughed, the elder brother brought Ye Zhibing to the dining hall of the Taoist temple, and they had a good time together.

Breakfast is porridge cooked with white rice, and the only dishes are sauerkraut and radish.

Although it is not very rich, but fortunately, it is Taoist local dishes, with original taste, and coupled with the stomach that was hungry all night last night, Ye Zhibing ate with a big appetite and ate many bowls in a row.

After eating, Ye Zhibing smiled embarrassedly, "Daozhang Yin, I look like a starving ghost, right?"

The elder brother smiled slightly, "You Daoist Ye, being able to eat it means that you are in good health. Although our Qingyun Sect is not rich, we can still afford to treat you Daoist Ye to a few bowls of porridge."

The words were very funny, Ye Zhibing couldn't help being amused, and laughed haha.

Before the laughter was over, a young Taoist priest hurried in at the door and reported to the elder brother: "Master, it's not good, it's not good."

The elder brother reprimanded the Taoist priest angrily: "Why are you in a hurry? What's the matter, can't you speak slowly?"

The Taoist priest took a deep breath and said slowly, "Master, there are many policemen outside."

The elder brother frowned, "What's going on?"

Ye Zhibing knew the situation, so he said, "Daoist Yin, it's like this. After the foreigner died, someone called the police, so the police came."

The eldest brother was thinking about this matter, and Master Huo came in at the door.

Master Huo obviously knew the purpose of the police coming, so he persuaded the elder brother: "Eldest brother, Qingsongzi is a member of our Qingyun faction, even if it is a murderer, we should deal with it, and absolutely cannot be handed over to outsiders."

Ye Zhibing disagreed with Master Huo's opinion, and said to the elder brother: "Daoist Yin, your faction has rules, but there are national laws on top of it. The murderer is handed over to the police. One is not breaking the law, and the other is to clear the scum of the Qingyun faction. It is beneficial and harmless to your faction."

Master Huo glared at Ye Zhibing, "You young man, you don't know a thing, why do we Qingyun sect members hand it over to outsiders?"

Ye Zhibing retorted: "Master Huo, if you want to keep a murderer in your hands, what good do you think it will benefit the Qingyun sect? Don't deal with it, the dead will die with peace; deal with it, Daoist Yin is also very embarrassed."

This word went to the heart of the big brother.

After all, it is not ancient times now, and confronting the national law is not what the Qingyun faction should choose.

Besides, the murderer is a member of the same family, although it is a last resort to deal with him personally, but after all, there are some pimples in my heart, which is unavoidable.

Handing over to the police to deal with according to law is to avoid these worries.

The only problem is that the publicity of family ugliness is afraid of affecting the reputation of the Qingyun School.

After listening to the opinions of Ye Zhibing and Master Huo, the elder brother weighed them carefully in his heart, and leaned towards Ye Zhibing's opinion.

Master Huo stared at the elder brother's face, and tried his best to persuade the elder brother: "Eldest brother, for the sake of the Qingyun sect, you can't hand over people!"

But the senior brother already had some calculations in his heart, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I've already decided on this matter, so don't talk about it."

Master Huo hurriedly asked: "Brother, have you decided not to hand over people?"

"No, our Qingyun faction wants to cooperate with the police and hand over people."

"But……"

The senior brother looked at Master Huo and sighed slightly, "Brother, I know you are worried about the impact on the reputation of our Qingyun sect, but do you understand what I mean?"

Master Huo knows the personality of the senior brother, and there is absolutely no possibility of changing the decision, "Senior brother, then I will persuade you here, and I will not speak."

The elder brother said: "Okay, you don't talk about this matter. But what happened when you went to Donghai and Daoist Ye, you will give me an account when you go up the mountain."

Master Huo's forehead was sweating, and his heart was burning. He gave Ye Zhibing a sneaky look, and said in a low voice, "Yes, senior brother."

After finishing dealing with Master Huo, the elder brother said to Ye Zhibing: "You Daoyou Ye, you are from outside the mountain and know the rules outside the mountain. You can accompany me to see the police."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Okay, Daoist Yin."

So Ye Zhibing accompanied the elder brother to see the police, and cooperated with the police to handle all matters, and all the witnesses and material evidence were explained.

After the matter was over, the elder brother also breathed a sigh of relief, "You Daoist Ye, let's go back to the mountain."

Ye Zhibing said: "Okay, Daoist Yin, I will accompany you up the mountain to appreciate the magnificence of Qingyun Mountain."

Except for the necessary left-behind personnel, all the disciples of the Qingyun sect surrounded the elder brother and started to climb up the mountain in the afternoon.

Along the way, Ye Zhibing saw the majesty and magnificence of Qingyun Mountain, and it really is a place with strange mountains and strange waters.

After watching it for a long time, I didn't feel tired. This reminded Ye Zhibing of a saying that since ancient times, famous mountain monks accounted for most of them.

Taoist monks found these beautiful mountains and rivers very early, and it is also a good choice to cultivate one's morality in this fairyland.