different paths

"How do you know that the one who escaped was a child?" After the two returned to the villa, Jia Wu pretended not to leave Yue Chentan's room and insisted on discussing it with him.Yue Chentan didn't chase him away, and sat cross-legged on the arhat chair, quietly listening to his questions.

"I see." Jia Wujue had a flash of inspiration, asked himself and answered, "The murderer thinks that there are no threats but the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. However, since they are from a family of martial arts, everyone should know some kung fu, with the only exception. It might be the child."

"This is just one of them." Yue Chentan said.

"Then the second thing is..." Jia Wujue thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "Brothhouse!" He sat down beside Yue Chentan, a little excited, "Bu Shuanzi said that the man was sold to a brothel, and the four sword sects The scars of the head of the sect came from Wanxiu again. Miss Yiming said that Wanxiu was a boy's work, if those four people died at the hands of Yongqingmen, then the vengeful person must have been a little girl 20 years ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Chentan shook his head slightly.

"No?" Jia Wujue still felt that his deduction was perfect.

"Only one point remains to be discussed." Yue Chentan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had already entered the country.

"Which point?"

"little girl."

The three words lightly echoed in Jia Wukai's mind like Hong Zhong Dalu.After he was dazed for a while, he murmured: "Could it be that the one who was sold was not a girl..."

"You should have noticed it a long time ago." Yue Chentan said lightly, as if he had seen through him long ago, "Are you sure now?"

Jia Wuhai opened his mouth and said dryly, "How do you know it's not a little girl's?"

"What you weren't sure about before is exactly what I suspected."

Saying is tantamount to not saying.Jia Wuchai curled his lips.He wanted to say something more, but there were already messy footsteps outside the house.

Yue Chentan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and slowly opened his eyes: "The murderous intention cannot be removed, and the dust cannot be released. If you are bound in a cocoon, why should you struggle so hard?" His tone was flat, without the slightest emotion, and his face was neither sad nor happy. There is no compassion and no resentment.

At this moment, people outside the house knocked on the door and entered.The person who came was Su Zhejian.

"Brother Su, what's the matter?" Seeing that his face was pale and bloodless, Jia Wuchai immediately stepped forward to meet him.

Su Zhejian tried his best to restrain his emotions, but his body was still trembling slightly: "The owner of the village has an accident, please follow me to Zangfeng Hall."

Not long after the two of them met Jia Wuyu and Zhu Jiehui, something happened to Zhu Jiehui.Could it be that Zhu Jiehui has the eyeliner of the vengeful people around him, or maybe they were being followed by the Yongqing Sect without knowing it?

No matter what the situation is, the ability of the two of them to be unaware cannot be underestimated.Thinking of this, Jia Wujue felt a chill behind him.

Zangfengtang, which once welcomed and sent countless knights, has now sent away its current owner, Zhu Jiehui.Above the lobby, Zhu Jiehui was still sitting in the center with a big horse and a golden knife, but there was an extra sword on his chest.

Haoli's sword, the fly in the ointment, was stuck in the chest.

It's a pity that all his handsome skills are used to kill people.

Jia Wuhai examined the wound carefully, with a strange look on his face: "This sword wound is..."

"Fuye Panhua Sword." The person who spoke was Ye Zanghua, the person who created this sword technique.He came lightly from the door, his voice was clear and his eyes were fixed.

Su Zhejian explained to the two of them: "Master Ye is a distinguished guest in the village. After the owner of the villa had an accident, I asked Mr. Ye for help and asked him to help make up his mind."

"I didn't expect that when I saw this wound, I would become the most suspicious person." Ye Zanghua's tone was relaxed, without the slightest awareness of being the object of suspicion.As he said that, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at Jia Wuju and the two, "Brother Jia, Brother Yue, are you here all right?"

"Very ill." Jia Wujue said solemnly, "Brother Yue and I are comparable to black and white impermanence."

"How do you say that?" Ye Zanghua smiled.

"An accident happened wherever you went, and people died wherever you went." After Jia Wujue finished speaking, he slightly apologized and said to Su Zhejian, "I didn't intend to offend, please forgive me."

Su Zhejian waved his hand: "Brother Jia speaks quickly, there is no need to be formal."

Ye Zanghua looked at Yue Chentan when he heard the words: "This is black and white, brother Jia is willing to be it, but brother Yue may not agree."

"Follow the fate." Yue Chentan said indifferently, and then changed the subject, "Master Ye has already confirmed that Zhu Zhu's wound was caused by Fu Ye's Panhua sword, what is the clue to this case?"

Ye Zanghua sighed: "I don't have any clues, the only thing is that this murderer must have trouble with my Taichong Sword Sect."

Although the Fuye Panhua Sword was created by Ye Zanghua, since Ye Zanghua took over as the head of the sect, all disciples of the sect can learn it.In the rivers and lakes, there are many people who steal their teachers to learn the art, Ye Zanghua is famous outside, it is unknown how many outside disciples will learn the Fuye Panhua Sword.Trying to find the murderer from this clue is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"In my opinion, the murderer who killed Zhuzhuang Zhu and the heads of the four major sword sects may be the same person." Jia Wujue leaned in front of Zhu Jiehui's body, looking up and down. Leading it to Mei Dulin, if one plan fails, another plan will be used, and now the suspicion of murder has been brought to the entire Taichong Sword Sect." He looked at Ye Zanghua and said with sympathy, "You, the head of the sect, will get rid of it no matter what. It doesn't matter."

"I don't kill Boren, Boren died because of me." Ye Zanghua looked at Zhu Jiehui's body, and smiled slightly, "I cannot escape the responsibility for Zhu Jiehui's death."

"Master Ye is high-spirited and upright, and his chivalrous reputation spreads far and wide. He is a close friend of the owner, so how could he be a murderer?" Su Zhejian said immediately after hearing the words, "Although we want to avenge the owner as soon as possible, but the filthy man is innocent and ruined." The matter of people's reputation, I, Lifeng Villa, will never be able to do it."

"Brother Su is so kind." Jia Wujue admired him a little bit, "We have just arrived here, and the owner has treated us warmly. I would like to help Brother Su to find the murderer as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Su Zhejian thanked him sincerely.

Jia Wujue then continued: "Don't dare to say anything else, but I can help in identifying the traces. If Brother Su can trust you, can you leave me alone with the owner for a while, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Zhejian heard the string song and understood the elegant meaning: "Brother Jia is willing to help, that would be great. I wonder if Brother Jia needs to save more people to help?"

Jia Wuchai scanned all kinds of people in the lobby and cleared his throat: "It's enough for Brother Yue to stay."

Su Zhejian nodded and left Zangfeng Hall with a group of people without asking any further questions.Ye Zanghua Shi Shiran walked last, turned around at the end, and said to Jia Wu: "Wait for the good news."

Jia Wuchai grinned at him and gave him a thumbs up.

When the door of Zangfeng Hall closed again, Jia Wujue immediately rushed to Yue Chentan's side and said in a low voice: "Okay, everyone has left. What should we do now?"

Before the two of them came here, Yue Chentan had mentioned to Jia Wukai that he might as well fight for the chance to have a private autopsy.Jia Wuchai won, but he was not alone, he was the only one.

Yue Chentan sighed lightly: "Let you stay alone, why did you..."

Jia Wuchao's tone was a little aggrieved: "I'm only twenty-eight years old."