The sorrow and joy of the world

The speed of the spirit bird was very fast, going back and forth every two days, but this time the speed of the spirit bird was three days slower, because Luo Qiufeng sent him three letters in one go, so the spirit bird was naturally slower.

The first letter was a letter exchanged between Shang Wanchu and its leader, which Luo Qiufeng sent someone to Lianyun Sect to steal back.

Lin Kongzhi glanced briefly, and sure enough, it was Shang Wanchu who ordered Beiyin to be killed.

The leader probably left the letter because he was afraid that Shang Wanchu would regret it when he arrived, but he didn't expect that before he could use the letter, he would be beaten into a dementia by Lin Kongzhi.

All of this was instigated by Shang Wanchu, and as for Lian Yunjiao and Yushuozhuang, they were only doing some small things secretly under the nose of the master, which is not worth mentioning.

Beiyin, a generation of heroes died indirectly in the hands of Shang Wanchu. Is the Zeling in his hand building a pagoda, or violating the precept of killing?

Lin Kongzhi felt a little uncomfortable, and then opened the second letter: Why don't you start to investigate the cause of death of my sacred guardian Wen Chongyue Wen.

Just this one sentence, you need to use a piece of letter paper?

Do you want to use a mailbox alone?

Lin Kongzhi severely condemned this person for his waste.

Lin Kongzhi opened the third letter again: I will send you the Helong Seal, and when the time comes, you will take these two stones to sense whether there is the last piece of Helong Seal in Shang Wanchu's room. If so, you have to return it. I have only one favor, you go and steal it back for me.

I owe you a favor?You still owe me seven glasses of wine!

Lin Kongzhi held the three letters with his fingertips and flicked them, and crystal blue flames shot out, burning the letters to ashes.

"Wen Yi." Lin Kongzhi called out Wen Yi who was pretending to be asleep and turned into real sleep, "Wake up, I'll ask you a few questions."

Wen Yi woke up in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"When you saw Shang Wanchu, you insisted that he was the murderer of your family. Can you tell me why you are so sure?"

"Because he was hiding in a pile of branches and didn't dare to see anyone, so I'm sure he must be the murderer." A trace of cruelty flashed in Wen Yi's eyes.

This weird logic...

Lin Kongzhi then asked: "Then do you know why your father died?"

Because the existence of Shengjiao is also one of the three giants in the world of martial arts, it is impossible for a decent family to kill you and kill the people of Shengjiao, let alone the guardian of Shengjiao.

"Isn't that the reason?" Wen Yi asked back.

"what reason?"

"Because you are a member of the Holy Church."

What Shang Wanchu said that night wandered over and over in his mind, and it was already deeply ingrained.

"Apart from this?"

"He said that my father killed their Fengjiazhuang family, but my father was at home at all on the night of the incident and didn't go anywhere." Wen Yi's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

"Fengjiazhuang..." Lin Kongzhi had heard about it, but he didn't want to ask more about these things at that time, so he didn't think about it further, and he didn't expect that this matter would become a bargaining chip for Wen Chongyue's death.

Lin Kongzhi planned to go to Fengjiazhuang.

"You clean up tomorrow, let's go to Fengjiazhuang."

"Don't you bring senior brother and them?"

"No, this time the action is going to be a deception."

"it is good."

"By the way, help me go to Elder Qing to borrow something, the backtracking mirror."

"Okay." Wen Yi agreed without even asking, got up and left.

I don't know when Luo Qiufeng sent He Longxi. Unless he himself holds such an important thing and delivers it with both hands, he won't let him go.

In Lin Kongzhi's eyes, this is Wen Yi's life-saving treasure.

Sitting in the house for a while, Lin Kongzhi heard a knock on the door, and then heard Fan Ziqi's voice: "Little Master, are you there?"

Lin Kongzhi got up and opened the door: "Here, what's the matter?"

"Little master, we thought of something in Nanmang domain that time, and I want to tell you about it."

"whats the matter?"

"It's about the Blood Clothes Sect."

"Blood Clothes Cult?"

Fan Ziqi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Kongzhi: "Wait a minute."

Lin Kongzhi put his spiritual power seeds in the small corner of Wen Yi's waist, so that no matter where Wen Yi was, he could sense where he was and know what he was doing now.

This time, Lin Kongzhi obviously sensed something different.

Ying Moli: "What's wrong?"

"Wen Yi is in danger."

"what?!"

Lin Kongzhi: "I'll talk about what you want to tell me later, I'll go first."

Before the words fell, they didn't even see the afterimage, and Lin Kongzhi disappeared in place.

"Shall we follow and have a look?" Xu Yifeng suggested.

Fan Ziqi: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

Shen Yuyi and Bai Dian were cooking, and they were also called by Fan Ziqi.

Xu Yifeng and Ying Moli are still stiff, but on the surface it is reasonable. Ying Moli was not very angry at first, but Xu Yifeng's attitude towards the matter made him very sad.Xu Yifeng wasn't angry with Li Li at all, and now he's still debating whether to apologize.

Shen Yuyi, a good old man, thought about whether to help, but was stopped by Fan Ziqi.

It's better not to interfere in this kind of thing.

"Hello, senior brothers. Elder Lin wanted to borrow something from Master Ling, so he specially sent me here. I also hope that senior brothers can make it easier for you." Wen Yi tried his best to make his words not so abrupt.

"Who are you?" A gatekeeper pointed at Wen Yi with a stick.

"A disciple of Yukong's sect, Wen Yi."

"Where did the little guy want to see our master? No way! See off!"

Immediately, the two gatekeeper disciples looked at each other and laughed loudly, as if they were playing tricks on someone, and they seemed very happy.

Wen Yi smiled, but he was not in a hurry or angry: "As we all know, there are only seven disciples under Yukong's sect, and the other six disciples are all top figures in various sects. What?"

"I'm talking about you, what are you talking about other people?" The man was furious, rushed up to shoulder and pushed Wen Yi, Wen Yi naturally remained still, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter, "If I don't remember Wrong, this senior brother was defeated by my sword in less than ten moves, so he was sent to guard the gate."

"You're looking for a beating!" These words poked the man's sore spot, and he was about to hit Wen Yi with a flick of the long stick.

Wen Yi nimbly dodged sideways, tapped his toes, and ran towards the gate as fast as a ghost.

"Stop!" The man chased after him wildly.

Wen Yi's current skills are beyond comparison in the past, so that person naturally couldn't catch up, instead he was exhausted enough, cursing and swearing.

Wen Yi walked around: "Elder Qing!"

He also didn't care about etiquette and impoliteness, he just yelled as he walked, not to mention how chic it was, he almost called him by his first name.

Lin Kongzhi hid in the treetops in the distance and watched the whole process, silently holding his forehead.

This kid really wants to go his own way.

Just when he was about to take this kid back, he suddenly saw a person, Jiang Xiyue.

This Jiang Xiyue was only one step away from being the only female disciple under her sect.

Lin Kongzhi silently took back the steps he had stepped out.

Wen Yi made such a big noise, which naturally attracted onlookers.

Wen Yi is young and handsome now, and has already attracted many girls to fall in love with at first sight.

Lin Kongzhi stepped forward silently again, this is not good, what should I do if I have been raised for several years and was abducted by others?

"So handsome, who is he?"

"It seems to be Elder Lin's disciple, Wen Yi."

"That's it, no wonder you're so arrogant."

"..."

"This little junior, please stop. Excuse me, but are you looking for a tutor?" Jiang Xiyue grabbed Wen Yi's wrist.

"Well, do you know where he is?" Wen Yi's eyes were full of smiles, not to mention how attractive he was.

Lin Kongzhi took back his steps silently, he couldn't see it.

Qing Weiran silently floated to Lin Kongzhi's side: "Is Elder Lin practicing some kind of footwork? This step is taken in and out."

Lin Kongzhi was so embarrassed that he didn't notice anyone beside him: "Huh? No..."

"Why don't you go down?"

"I want to see how he will handle this matter." Lin Kongzhi said very calmly.

"Oh~"

Qing Weiran gave a meaningful oh, and didn't know what he was thinking, so Lin Kongzhi didn't ask, watching the farce under his nose, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

"Now that the teacher is not in the sect, you can tell me first if you have anything to do." Jiang Xiyue is very polite, and she is indeed the person who can entrust important matters to the master in the absence of the inner sect leader, but Wen Yi doesn't buy it: "Since Your master is not here, so I won't bother you, and I will leave."

Jiang Xiyue disagreed: "Little brother, what do you mean, do you think I can't afford you?"

Wen Yi took back the steps he had just stepped out: "You really can't afford it."

The atmosphere was tense for a while.

Lin Kongzhi glanced at Qing Weiran: "That's how you discipline your disciples? Why are you so arrogant?"

Qing Weiran coughed twice in embarrassment: "Xiyue has this problem, she doesn't like others to say she can't do it, and she is very proud, what can I do?"

Jiang Xiyue's chest was filled with smoldering fire, and she was about to erupt, but a man who couldn't beat her came over to join in the fun: "Sister Xiyue, don't be angry, I'll beat him up for you!"

Lin Kongzhi: "..."

Qing Weiran: "..." The old face was completely lost.

Wen Yi raised the corner of his mouth lightly: "You hit me?"

"What's the matter with beating you?" As she said that, she grabbed Wen Yi's sleeve. At the very moment, Jiang Xiyue made a stop. She didn't want this idiot to embarrass her, so she also grabbed the man's sleeve, but The man refused to let go, he went back and forth, the sleeve was originally the junction of two pieces of cloth, if he pulled it like this, the two forces overlapped and one piece would not be torn apart.

Wen Yi's face was a little dark.

The man barely withdrew his hand, but what was more frightening was behind him. The man took a step back sharply, pointing at Wen Yi's trembling hand, and nothing came out of you after a long time.

Jiang Xiyue asked: "What's wrong?"

"His arm..." The fear in the man's eyes was about to solidify.

Jiang Xiyue took a closer look: "Shengjiao's centipede?"

The onlookers were in an uproar, and the expressions that looked at Wen Yi all changed to fear, disgust and hatred.

Wen Yi glanced at a scar on the inner side of his arm. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but he didn't expect it to be the exclusive mark on all the saints.

"Come here! Take him down!" Jiang Xiyue gave an order without hesitation.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Kong flashed into the crowd and said, "Stop."

The tense situation of the crowd was forced back again. After all, Lin Kongzhi's coercion was there, and no one dared to act rashly.

Lin Kongzhi grabbed Wen Yi's arm: "What kind of centipede from the holy religion? Who is spouting blood?" He said and passed Wen Yi's arm in front of everyone.

There was nothing on that arm.

Jiang Xiyue and the man just now were both stunned, it was obvious that there was still more to see.

Lin Kongzhi pointed at the man and asked him to come over: "Is it because you played tricks when you touched his arm just now, and deceived Miss Xiyue?"

The man was so frightened that his legs kept shaking, Lin Kongzhi's threatening eyes clearly wanted him to answer yes, otherwise his fate can be imagined.

The man trembled and said: "...Yes."

Jiang Xiyue looked puzzled, and Lin Kongzhi smiled apologetically at her: "It's not Wen Yi's fault that Miss Xiyue was shocked, right?"

What a smart person Jiang Xiyue was, she immediately understood Lin Kongzhi's meaning: "Come here, drag him down and beat him to [-] punishments as an example to others."

"That's right." Lin Kongzhi took Wen Yi's hand and left without saying a word.

After leaving Ruoshui Peak, I ran into Qing Weiran: "Good guy, you dragged my disciples down with a few words and rewarded twenty big boards?"

"What do you think?" The blame in Lin Kongzhi's eyes was obvious.

"Well, it's our fault." Qing Weiran paused, "What do you want Wen Yi to come to Ruoshuifeng?"

"Almost forgot the business, borrow your backtracking mirror."

"Okay, I'll pick it up and send it to you later, I see that your little apprentice is too frightened, so hurry up and comfort him." After saying that, he walked away calmly.

Lin Kongzhi looked at Wen Yi: "Are you okay? You were frightened just now?"

Wen Yi raised his hand and looked at the inside of his arm. Sure enough, the centipede was still there. Just now, Lin Kongzhi just used a cover-up to hide it from the past, and it didn't really exist.

"Don't worry about this thing."

Wen Yi was a little dazed: "I know, but sooner or later this thing will be picked up. At that time, one or two people can still hide it from the eyes. There are so many mouths in the world, how can you block it?"

"I'll try my best to take you away before that." Lin Kongzhi squeezed Wen Yi's hot fingertips, and he knew that the day of unblocking was not far away...

Time always becomes extremely precious when it is especially needed.

At the moment Qing Weiran sent the retrospective mirror, Lin Kongzhi immediately set off for Fengjiazhuang.

There is always a lot of fog and confusion on the way to pursue the truth, but when the truth seems to be clear, and then go back to the clues along the way, this process is not a process of uncovering the truth, but a process of gradual collapse of psychological construction.

The concept of a person, the image of justice and kindness that has existed in his heart for a long time, is slowly collapsing, slowly becoming dark, turbid and corrupt. Lin Kong doesn't know how much courage it takes to face it. But he knew that all the courage that made him continue to explore came from Wen Yi.

Fengjiazhuang has now become a ruins burned by fire.

The cause of their death is no longer being sought.

Lin Kongzhi walked into the Patriarch's inner room, activated the retrospective mirror, and wanted to see the replay of the process at that time, although it was only for a short moment, it was enough for Lin Kongzhi to continue to speculate.

There is a letter.

Wen Yi helped open the dark cabinet covered by layers of alder wood, and the envelopes inside were still well preserved.

Lin Kongzhi opened the envelope, and Wen Yi thought it was Wen Chongyue's handwriting at first glance.

But the letter was not signed.

Lin Kongzhi took a closer look at the contents of the letter, and it seemed that they were all shady tricks, Wen Yi took a closer look at the handwriting: "This is not Dad's handwriting, when Dad writes about you, he always writes a little less habitually. "

No matter how much people imitate handwriting, its inner strength of character will not change.

This is obviously...

It is still late and early handwriting.

Lin Kongzhi's fingertips suddenly became a little cold.

He suddenly ran to the backyard where the scorched corpses were everywhere, and activated the retrospective mirror again. In the mirror, a man in night clothes was holding a blunt sword and was killing. Get all the answers in your mind.

In an instant, my heart felt ashamed.

Everything was done by Shang Wanchu, but how would he tell Ying Moli to let his faith collapse for a while?If he knew that the one who killed his whole family was Shang Wanchu, the so-called leader of integrity in the world, would he be able to bear it?

He really didn't dare to think about the consequences of all this.

Thinking about it will only make him unable to sleep at night, his back will feel cold, and it will make his heart uneasy.

"Hey!" Xu Yifeng suddenly jumped to Ying Moli's side, holding a plate of pastries that could no longer be seen in color, "Try it."

Ying Moli turned his head: "Get lost! Do you want to kill me?"

"Hey...is that an exaggeration?" Xu Yifeng pinched a piece and looked at it, "I feel pretty good?"

In fact, Ying Moli is no longer angry at this moment, but the breath in his heart is unwilling to dissipate like this, and he wants to linger on this hard-won warmth for a while longer.

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Just try it." Xu Yifeng ate a piece without fear of death.

Ying Moli watched Xu Yifeng's expression change with interest.

Xu Yifeng's expression changed from light and light to cloudless and light, and then turned into a strong collapse, and then into a collapsed twist, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, and fell on the desk and howled like ghosts and wolves: " Ah - I can't take it anymore, why is it so unpalatable! I obviously followed the steps and learned little by little?"

Ying Moli couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing twice.

Xu Yifeng didn't care about the pain in his mouth, which was as uncomfortable as eating pot ashes, and pointed at Ying Moli: "Hey~ I laughed!"

"Crazy..." Ying Moli couldn't help but laughed again, as if he had become crazy too...

"If you laugh, you forgive me. Don't be angry with me anymore, do you hear me?" Xu Yifeng threatened sternly.

Ying Moli didn't speak, but laughed even harder.

Xu Yifeng slapped Ying Moli on the back: "Don't laugh, don't laugh...hahaha..."

Then the two laughed together inexplicably.

When Lin Kongzhi saw the first scene when he came back, his heart felt a little sour, and he planned to tell Ying Moli later.

However, things backfired, and the news came one after another, whether it was sadness or joy, it was all the same, it was a surprise.

Fan Ziqi rushed into the gate of Yukong Peak: "Where's the fish?"

Xu Yifeng: "It's cooking."

Ying Moli: "What's wrong?"

"His mother is missing."

Lin Kongzhi: "..."

Just as Shen Yuyi came out, a plate of dishes was smashed to pieces on the ground without any warning, and the place was messed up.

The author has something to say: The next chapter preview: "We make a deal."

"Why?"

"Your mother is in my hands."