Mojun Restaurant

At this time, the snow had stopped, and the warm afterglow of the setting sun fell on the eerie and terrifying corpse, like a veil of rosy clouds, making the scene in front of me a little unreal.

Meng Haiping squinted his eyes and was in a trance for a while before waking up, everything in front of him was really happening.

This is the sixth year of his time travel. To be honest, he really didn't adapt to this world in the early days. No matter how beautiful the time travel in the novel is, in fact, there is no Internet, no mobile phone, no entertainment, and almost no food or clothing. Where it was going to be a problem, Meng Haiping even considered whether to give up directly, maybe he would be able to go back after he died.

But people are always tougher than I imagined. After a long time, Meng Haiping gradually got used to it, and life will always go on.

As for the "ambition" of being a time traveler, to be honest, Meng Haiping had completely given up on it since his first "startup failure".

There is no Golden Finger martial arts so bad, no. 1 fear of death, Meng Haiping really has no special expectations.

So now, standing in the other courtyard of this luxurious manor, looking at the shocking corpse on the snow, feeling the cold inhumane attack on his not thick coarse clothes, if it wasn't for the wind that cut him like a knife , almost made him feel like he was dreaming.

"It's a little...overexciting."

Whether it was the sudden snowfall, the sudden clear sky, or the corpses of Wang's father and son who were so miserable that they couldn't bear to look at them for a second time, they were all too dramatic.

"No, in fact, since we entered Los Angeles and I was inexplicably chased for a treasure map, it was very dramatic." Meng Haiping frowned, and looked at the Jianghu people surrounded by twos and threes.

Among this group of people, only one group stands out, the noble young man holding a hand stove standing not far away, followed by a maid and servant, not only does not show fear in this scene, but has a kind of An eerie calm and indifference.

As if aware of his gaze, he turned his head and showed a slight smile.

Meng Haiping was startled for a moment, and quickly dared not look at it again.

If my previous guess is true, this snow really has human factors, and this world is really not such a low-level world of martial arts, then the most "immortal cultivator" temperament among the people present is undoubtedly this noble son , and at most the monk from the Baoen Temple.

...Although this noble young master is not of the spirit of immortality, Meng Haiping thinks that other Jianghu people are a little too rough, and they are too far away from "cultivating immortals".

And if this noble young man is really powerless, how could he be so calm when he saw old man Wang and the horrific corpse of Wang Zhi County one after another?

That kind of indifference actually has an obvious dissociated taste.

The faces of the surrounding people in the rivers and lakes still had a little anxiety and fear on their faces, but this powerful young man didn't show it at all. Although he was also standing here, he was out of tune with the surroundings. It seemed that no matter what happened, he always looked so elegant and leisurely. .

It was a kind of calmness without fear of anything.

At this moment, Meng Haiping believed in his intuition that the so-called descendants of the Gao family and visitors from the capital were definitely not just a powerful son!

Moreover, if the snow is really a problem, why did he let the snow cover the mountain?Does the death of the Wang family father and son have anything to do with him?

Meng Haiping didn't know, so even if he had doubts in his heart, he just kept it in his heart, cowardly daring not to say or do anything.

"That person has problems too, right?" Cang Yuan noticed Jair Fei's smile at Meng Haiping, and said softly.

Jairfei answered him casually, "Did you find any brand on his body?"

"No, but your attitude towards him is different from other people, and you pay special attention to him." When Cang Yuan said this, he tried his best not to change his tone.

In fact, Jairfei did not notice his emotions, but laughed instead, "Yes, he is a little special."

After all...he's from my hometown.

Cang Yuan stared at him for a while, then slowly lowered his head again.

"Is it as special as Huixu?"

Jair Fei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Of course it's different." In fact, now, Huixu is not as good as Meng Haiping in his heart.

Without thinking about it at all, Jairfei looked around the crowd, only to find that Huixu was standing closest to Wang Chongren's body, about to recite scriptures again, and next to him was the regretful Martial Arts League advocate Chaochun.

"This is the Heart-eating Gu. Back then, there was a demon girl in the Demon Cult who was the best at using the Gu. Several heroes in the world were killed by the Heart-eating Gu. Once caught by this Gu, it only takes a short period of time if you don't take the medicine to suppress the Gu. In daylight, the Gu worms will break out of their shells and reproduce countless heart-eating Gu worms, causing people to die after experiencing the pain of heart-gnawing pain. However, these Gu worms will live shortly after leaving the mother's body, and I like the heat and fear the cold, so don't worry too much." Zhang Chaochun said.

The martial arts leader was almost a living martial arts encyclopedia, and he quickly recognized the cause of Wang Chongren's death.

"Magic?"

Immediately, everyone was buzzing with discussions. It seems that any Jianghu must have a Demon Cult. No matter what the Demon Cult is, it is an essential element of a complete Jianghu.

"But the devil's religion has been destroyed for many years, and I have never heard of any members of the devil's religion walking around in the rivers and lakes."

"Yes, that demon girl who was good at using voodoo has been dead for a long time."

"I haven't heard that she has any heirs, have I?"

"When she died, I heard that she still looked like a girl. Where did the disciple come from..."

"Maybe it's just this witch who has a good face?"

"..."

Someone immediately asked Zhang Chaochun, "Did Mr. Wang also die from a Gu technique?"

"That's not true." Zhang Chaochun said, "Grandpa Wang died of a strange martial art called Nine Locks, which I have only read about in books, and I heard it has been lost for many years. "

"Is this martial art related to the Demon Sect?"

"No, the one who knew this martial art back then was Lord Ye Yan Luo Yan Qi."

"Hiss, it's such a murderous person!"

Although it has nothing to do with the Demon Sect, this Ye Yanluo is obviously not a righteous person.

At this moment, Wang Chongzhi stared at Hui Xu unkindly, "I would like to ask this master from Bao'en Temple to explain why he was not in the banquet hall just now."

Huixu was neither happy nor angry, and said lightly, "The food in the banquet hall is really not suitable for monks to eat. Ever since I found out that Mr. Wang passed away, I have always had some questions that I couldn't answer, so I went out of the banquet hall and asked Wang Magistrate some questions. .When I saw him, he was not missing, and nothing happened."

Indeed, almost all the dishes on the Wang family's birthday banquet were big fish and big meat. There might have been some vegetarian dishes at first, but in the end they were all "big dishes" that were randomly served on the table, or they used meat oil, which was really not suitable for Hui Such a monk who strictly abides by the precepts.

In fact, many monks who walk in the rivers and lakes do not have a big taboo on meat. If martial arts practitioners only eat vegetarian food, it is basically difficult to maintain their physical strength.

Even a sect as poor as the Lake Sword Sect, in order for its disciples to practice martial arts, they often have to buy some cheap offal to eat.

...It was in this era, when there were not so many condiments and cooking methods, and the handling was extremely rough and casual, when Meng Haiping thought of the smell of the sewage, he wanted to wipe away his bitter tears.

But in Huguo Temple, which is very rich, this is not a problem. Although they have strict disciplines and do not touch meat, monks are only more physically strong than ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Yafei knew that the monks in Huguo Temple had been taking Yangshen Pills since childhood, which can replenish energy and strengthen the body. It is said that the prescription of this Yangshen Pills is very powerful. The price of one pill is worth several tables of big fish and meat. up.

"Doubt? Do you have any doubts?" It was Jair Fei who spoke.

Wang Chongzhi frowned and looked at Yafei. He knew that Huixu also came from the capital, and so did Yafei. The two seemed to be old acquaintances.

Huixu said softly: "I was standing next to Mr. Wang and recited the Sutra of Rebirth. Beside his chair, I found a broken pen with a little blood on it. Not only that, there was also a hairpin behind the chair. Crumpled paper, but there is no writing on the paper, it seems to be thrown there casually."

"So?" Wang Chongzhi was a little skeptical about Hui Xu, so his tone was naturally not good.

Huixu looked at him calmly, "I think old man Wang was not deliberately tortured to death for revenge, but was forced to confess. I wanted him to write something down, but until he died, old man Wang still didn't write a single word!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

To be honest, when everyone first saw Mr. Wang's body, their first reaction was to seek revenge from him. After all, he died too badly. If there was no deep hatred, how could they kill him in such a cruel way?

But now it is said that it is a forced confession... It may not be impossible, because he died miserably because he did not tell.

It makes sense to understand it this way.

"Wang Wuye don't need to doubt me anymore, not to mention that when I arrived here, President Zhang was already here, and we all watched Wang Zhixian swallow his last breath with our own eyes. Let's just say that this Gu worm needs a day's cure. I will break out. I just went to Baoen Temple yesterday evening. I didn’t go out of the temple until today to celebrate my birthday. You will know when you go to ask. There is a monk who has never known me before and has no friendship with me in the temple. , I don't have the time and opportunity to lay a spell on Wangzhi County."

"And when the old man died, I just entered the villa from the mountain road, and I have been in the banquet hall since then, and everyone in the hall can also testify for me." Huixu sighed, "I am not the murderer who killed them, nor did I kill them reason."

Wang Chongzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he thought it was true, this monk... is unlikely to be the murderer.

Huixu's defense was clear, his words were clear, his speech was very slow and calm, and he was already very persuasive.

After these words, almost all the Jianghu people present felt that this monk was the least likely to kill someone.

Besides, this young monk just stood there with the demeanor of an eminent monk, with a handsome face and a compassionate expression, no matter how you look at it, he has absolutely nothing to do with murder.

Jairfei looked at Huixu carefully, and after a while he couldn't help but said to Cang Yuan, "Is there something wrong with this Huixu?"

If he is just an ordinary mortal, his temperament is really a bit too superior.

It's no wonder that I regarded him as Cang Yuan's "stand-in" before the memory was unsealed, Hui Xu did have a unique temperament.

Even if it is a pirated version of Cang Yuan, but who is Cang Yuan? The youngest and most handsome fairy in Jiuchongtian, he can be called the popular idol of the fairy clan, with the best face and temperament.

Jair Fei asked himself, although he always felt that he was dizzy before, but if he did it all over again, he would probably still be dizzy... He did it countless times, and the ending was the same.

This level of temptation, if you don't hit the south wall hard, no one will look back.

Cang Yuan said indifferently: "I thought you already knew who he was, maybe you recognized him subconsciously before your memory recovered."

These words were inexplicably sour, Cang Yuan didn't want to admit it, but his voice was really astringent when he said these words.

Jair Fei widened his eyes in surprise, "Who?"

"He is Miyin, Miyin who was punished for his failure to guard the boundary between immortals and demons."

Miyin is the only true immortal in the fairy world who is recognized by Yafei as a friend. Miyin, who once guarded the border between immortals and demons, secretly let Jairfei into the fairyland many times.

Cang Yuan admitted that since a long time ago, he hated Mi Yin very much.

Jair Fei: "..."

Wait, who do you say he is?

The author has something to say: Jair Fei: I'm sorry, friend, I really didn't recognize you, and I used you as Cang Yuan's stand-in. After all, you two are both immortals, so it's not my fault that you have a similar temperament.

Miyin: I don’t want this plastic friendship anymore.

Jair Fei: ...