Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In the next moment, everyone followed his gaze.

Before he saw anything, Xiao Yihe kicked the stool away, turned over and jumped out of the window, running towards the "Scholar in Daiyi" who was passing by the corner of the street.Nan Rongke and the two only saw a blur from the corner of their eyes, and they hadn't had time to react.

Another trance, followed by a figure in black, chasing after him.

The teacup on the table swayed slightly, indicating that someone was holding it at the last moment.

Tuliu Nan Rongke and Chao Wendao were in a daze.

The scholar in black kept moving forward, all the way out of Fengning City Gate, his movements were so fast that Xiao Yihe wondered if what he saw was just a phantom.

He chased after him closely, glanced back and saw that no one was following him, so he quickly wiped the bamboo handle of the folding fan with his thumb, and at the same time as the fan leaf unfolded, several blood-colored spiritual blades emerged from the fan bone, ready to go .

His spiritual energy was empty, so he used the blood seal technique that Xue Xuanwei hated most.

Xiao Yihe's pupils dimmed, and his eyes turned red. In an instant, the sounds of forest, wind, and panting gradually faded away, the swaying of branches and leaves in the mountains seemed to be slowed down forcibly, and the dust rising on the dirt road became slower and slower, as if Freeze in mid-air.

Only the footsteps of the scholar in Dai Yi, step by step, were stepping on his heartbeat, clearly visible.

Xiao Yihe's heart surged with excitement, and he felt that the energy in his body was continuously being drawn away, turning into surging spiritual power from his fingertips. His lungs and heart hurt so badly that he almost vomited a mouthful of fishy sweetness. Read softly: "... Feng Ying Ding!"

In an instant, a series of eight blood blades flew out, sweeping the cold wind and coldness, each of them seemed to have pupils, piercing the wind and roaring through the forest, and accurately and flawlessly tracked the black robe, several of them seemed to contain lightning bolts. He brushed the opponent's shoulders and waist tightly several times, but the opponent deftly dodged them.

Seeing the narrow path, he couldn't avoid the remaining few, but suddenly——

A statue rose from the ground, like a giant Buddha with benevolent brows, and blocked the road with a smile. It also swallowed the remaining blood blade coefficients into its mud belly and dissolved them invisible.

The moment he saw this clay Buddha, Xiao Yihe was overwhelmed with astonishment, and slowed down uncontrollably.After a few breaths of hesitation, the scholar in black clothes disappeared behind the clay Buddha without a trace.

He stopped in front of the clay Buddha puppet, heard rustling in the forest, and knew someone was coming, so he closed his fan and observed the puppet.He stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch the tearful and smiling eyes of the Buddha, but just as his fingertips reached in front of him, the clay Buddha shattered into pieces with a bang, and scattered into clods all over the ground.

——Dai Yi, holding a sword, wearing a fan, puppetry.

Even if he didn't want to believe it, the addition of these suspicious clues made Xiao Yihe have to suspect that the person who escaped was really an old friend?

There was a person falling on the branch beside him, no need to look, it was Xue Xuanwei, he lit a cluster of leaves in the air, looked at the collapsed clay Buddha in the road with a pair of clear phoenix eyes, and frowned slightly.

Xiao Yihe picked up a clod and said, "Sect Master Xue, I want to ask you something."

Xue Xuan didn't answer, but turned his gaze to him to show his acquiescence.

Xiao Yihe was still thinking about how to ask so as not to make him doubt his identity, although he didn't know that he was wasting his efforts in vain, he said for a while: "Ah... Could this be the legendary puppet technique?"

"..." He sighed so plainly, Xue Xuan endured it slightly, and did not expose his futile efforts, "That's right."

"Sect Master Xue." The last time he mentioned the Puppet Sect, he was fooled by Xue Xuanwei with Ning Wushuang, and he forgot to continue asking.This time Xiao Yihe looked up at him, inquiring about the current situation of the old man.

"As far as I know, the master of puppetry in this sect is not Ning Wushuang, isn't he? It's from the Ning family of the puppet sect... What's the matter with Ning Ningning?"

This time Xue Xuanwei seemed to know that he couldn't get around it, and he couldn't hide it no matter how hard he kept it, so he gave face: "Ning Wuzhi."

Xiao Yihe nodded, and pulled out a tone of sudden realization: "Oh—then this Ning Wuzhi..."

Xue Xuanwei said lightly: "It is said that he is dead."

Xiao Yihe stared suddenly as if struck by lightning. If Xue Xuanwei stood closer, he might be able to see the slight tremor between his pupils.But Sect Master Xue did not go any further, still standing quietly in midair.

His thin lips twitched a little, but he still couldn't bear to ask—Ning Wu died, who did it?

But Xue Xuanwei mercilessly answered the question in his heart for him, slamming every word: "Xiao Yihe."

At first he thought he was calling his name, but then he realized that he was saying that the person who killed Ning Wuzhi was "Xiao Yihe".

The suspicion and fear in his heart reached its peak in an instant, Xiao Yihe stared into his eyes, unbelievable.

Ning Wu died, did he kill him?

how can that be!

Not to mention that when he died on the cliff of testing swords, Ning Wuzhi was still in seclusion; even if he really lost consciousness at a certain moment, and he would kill everyone on sight, he would never rush all the way to the puppet sect to punish him. Kill close relatives and friends.

No, Xiao Yihe suddenly realized that just now Xue Xuanwei said another word - "it is said".

This word is very subtle, Xiao Yihe said suspiciously: "If you die, you are dead, if you are not dead, you are not dead, what is 'said to be dead'?"

Xue Xuan touched his toes slightly, and the black sleeves of the Daoist robe rolled up and fell in front of him. Looking at his glazed eyes, which had just recovered, he said lightly, "65 years ago, on a rainy night, a traveler in coir raincoat went to Danyangze Phoenix Garden to avoid the rain, and tortured and killed him." Ning Wu sent more than [-] relatives, friends, disciples and servants, the entire family was wiped out, and the elite of the puppet sect went to seven or eight, causing a sensation in the Xuanmen's "Phoenix murder case"—"

Xiao Yihe was horrified when he heard that the entire puppet sect was almost wiped out overnight?

Moreover, the word "torture" is too vicious, but even people like Xue Xuanwei, who are Mu Ruoqingfeng, don't hesitate to use this most vicious word to describe that rainy night, I am afraid that the facts are more terrifying than these few words.

Ning Wuzhi is kind and gentle by nature, it is absolutely impossible to make enemies outside, who would come to the door in the middle of the night and slaughter him to close the door?

Just one "traveler in coir raincoat" can kill the entire puppet sect helplessly. How powerful is this person?

Xue Xuan lowered his eyes slightly and said: "If you are Ning Wuzhi, what should you do?"

All the Taoists say that Ning Wuzhi is gentle and honest, gentle and elegant, and his behavior is correct and courteous. He can be a model for the disciples of the aristocratic family, but in fact, he and Nan Rongqi are very clear that senior brother Ning is stubborn and clumsy in his bones, and he is extremely stubborn. Friends and relatives.

Back then when he was traveling abroad, someone insulted him face to face, but he didn't feel anything wrong, but Senior Brother Ning felt uncomfortable all night, and in the early morning, he was still so angry that he summoned more than a dozen puppets to leave through the window, beating him black and blue.

When Xiao Yihe arrived, Senior Brother Ning was holding the jade bone fan, his eyes were red, his appearance...as if he was the one being scolded.

In the end, Xiao Yihe had to pat him on the shoulder to coax him.

If someone really tortured and killed Ning Wuzhi's family, he would have drawn his sword and become furious on the spot. Even if he was powerless, even if he wanted to throw his head and blood, he would never give in to the enemy.

Xiao Yihe suddenly understood what Xue Xuanwei meant.

——Ning Wuzhi is not the kind of character who flees with hatred, so the Daoists all agree that after this rainy night of extermination, he "should have died fighting to the last moment", but the body is nowhere to be found.

"Then what does this have to do with Xiao Yihe?" Xiao Yihe felt suspicious, "70 years ago, he died on the cliff of trying swords. You should know this best, Sect Master Xue."

Of course Xue Xuanwei knew that the "Sword of Cun Xin Bu Mei" can break the soul of life, not to mention that he stabbed Xiao Yihe more than once with his own sword.On that cloudy and glowing evening, he watched with his own eyes this former Taoist genius disintegrate his body and soul, and turned into thousands of fireflies on the spot, crumbling and untouchable.

It is absolutely impossible to live.

not to mention……

In short, it is naturally impossible for him to do this matter.

Even if Xiao Yihe murdered his teachers and killed the city, he is heinous, but he is unwilling to bear the crime of killing his relatives and friends. He said angrily: "Who said it was me... Xiao Yihe did it?"

I almost slipped my mouth, but fortunately I stopped in time.

He stared at Xue Xuanwei embarrassingly, seeing that his face was normal, he probably didn't notice it.

Xue Xuan flicked his sleeves slightly, waved aside the mud block in the middle of the road, and mocked as if watching a play: "Ning Wushuang said that. During the Phoenix massacre, Ning Wushuang and some of his disciples were traveling outside and were not in the Phoenix Garden, so they were lucky to escape a robbery."

"After Ning Wu's death, he will be the successor of the puppet sect. He vowed to declare to all the sects that Xiao Yihe faked his death and escaped from life, and he is looking for Xiao Yihe all over the world to pay for his elder brother's life."

Xiao Yihe muttered, so this is the reason why Nan Rongqi said that "he ran around the world" in the spiritual light that day.

Why did Ning Wushuang believe that he must be responsible for the massacre?

Ning Wushuang greatly admired his brother, and wished he could follow Ning Wuzhi's back as a follower.

But Ning Wuzhi worried that he was young, and he would never take him with him when traveling, but hang out with Xiao Yihe and Nan Rongqi every day, disturbing the Taoist sect's restlessness every night, and Ning Wushuang has been dissatisfied with him for a long time.

If his sight could be condensed like a knife, Xiao Yihe would have been tied into a kicking hedgehog by him long ago.

——That is also a grievance and a debtor. You can't just dump this cauldron of murder and family destruction on the head of a dead man!

"Since he is so sure, he must have some evidence in his hands, but he refuses to show it to others easily." Xue Xuanwei fixed his eyes on him, and said slowly, "What do you think?"

Xiao Yihe: "..."

what do i think !

I think I died pretty well in those years, and I never cheated on a corpse.

Besides, you don't know what kind of shreds my flesh and body have been chopped into by you, don't you know how I can cheat and kill people!

Regardless of why that bastard Ning Wushuang blamed him, Xiao Yihe pointed to the direction where the Daiyi scholar disappeared: "You said that Ning Wu was killed, so what about that...?"

Xue Xuan nodded slightly and said: "The legs and feet are flexible, and the puppet technique can be used freely, not like a corpse."

It's not a fake corpse, could it really be the missing Ning Wuzhi himself.

Even if Senior Brother Ning has some unspeakable secrets and can't show himself in front of outsiders, wouldn't he even refuse to see himself, who has the closest relationship with him?Xiao Yihe suddenly remembered that he was no longer his original appearance, and he might not be able to recognize him.

Xue Xuan turned his gaze slightly, and saw a spot of mud splashed on the edge of Xiao Yihe's left ear, his heart moved, and he raised his hand to brush it away.

Because his movement was too sudden, Xiao Yihe was contemplating, and was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his cheeks sideways——as a result, the finger that should have landed on the ear bone accidentally landed on the small earlobe. mole.

The newborn blood mole is full of scorching blood, like a bone red on the earlobe of micro powder. It is not only a sensitive place that Xiao Yihe has not yet known, but also a sensitive spiritual vein left by Xue Xuanwei.

The moment their fingers brushed over the bloody mole, both of their hearts trembled at the same time.

"Don't touch me, it's itchy..." Xiao Yihe blurted out, his voice was soft, sweet and soft.

Xue Xuan retracted his fingers slightly, letting the coolness dissipate from his fingertips: "Sorry..."

Only then did Xiao Yihe realize what he had said just now, and an unconcealable annoyance suddenly appeared in the depths of his face.

The two faced each other in dead silence, two dots, one green and one white, appeared far away at the end of the road, Nan Rongke and Chao Wendao who had finally caught up.The two chased after him, but they were still holding the pile of rags they bought in the afternoon, no wonder it took so long to catch up.

Nan Rongke gasped like an old bellows: "Song Yao, do you have wheels on your feet?"

Chao Wendao next to him only had rosy cheeks and was still handsome, but it seemed that he really ran over with his legs: "Suzerain, Junior Brother Song...you, have you caught up?"

Xiao Yihe glanced at the sky, then looked into the distance, and said speechlessly: "Chasing? He is afraid that we won't be able to find it, so he came here to show us the way." He clapped his hands, and followed when he came.

There is no reason not to go if someone invites you warmly!