No one in the world knows you

Ye Qi tried his best to widen his eyes, but there was only a heavy and blurry figure flickering in front of him.

"Master Yuan! What do you mean?!" Liu Nanhong shouted while resisting Yuan Zelin's attack.

Yuan Zhelin didn't speak, and the sword energy was smashing!

Bass!The sword qi hit the pillars, walls, and beams, leaving deep sword marks.

The kung fu of turning swords with bare hands stunned the disciples of the Qingcheng School, thinking that they are also masters of using swords, and their various sword techniques are ever-changing, but without the sword, they can't change.

Yuan Zelin's figure was like a shadow in the dark night, erratic. Suddenly, when he passed by a Qingcheng sect disciple, he pulled out the saber from his waist with a swipe.

Immediately, the sword power poured down like a river, attacking continuously.The sword moves are weird and unpredictable, the sword is like snow, sharpening aura, each move is faster and fiercer than the other.Liu Nanhong was shocked, and he didn't recover until the tip of the sword pointed to the tip of his nose and rushed out of the sword light around him.He turned around and stood aside, pointing at Yuan Zelin with his sword, his lips were trembling for a long time but he couldn't utter a word.

"Go in and search for me! I'll find anyone whose identity is unknown!" Yuan Zelin stared at Liu Nanhong closely and said.

Min Yide and Lou Jinyue rushed in with a large number of believers. Liu Nanhong's expression changed, and he stepped forward immediately.

Liu Nanhong stared at Yuan Zelin with an unpredictable expression, but he didn't take a step forward.

"Who is the original leader looking for? Can you make it clear?" Liu Nanhong finally asked.

Yuan Zhelin stared into his eyes, and said slowly: "Master Liu seems to recognize the moves I just used?"

The sword move that Yuan Zelin used just now was exactly the one that the man in black used that night.

Yuan Zelin rarely met opponents in his life, and when he met, he would remember the opponent's moves, and he could copy them well.Martial arts prodigy, probably so.

Liu Nanhong's eyes flickered, but he said in his mouth: "The original leader has cultivated sword qi, and he can do whatever he wants with his internal strength, but he doesn't want to have special achievements in sword moves. Liu, I admire you."

"Yuan Zelin?" Behind Ye Qi finally couldn't help but speak out.

Ye Qi had just been able to vaguely see the flickering black shadows and feel the fierce sword aura, but now, everything seemed to have stopped.

Yuan Zhelin immediately returned to Ye Qi's side, held his hand, and gently rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb.

Ye Qi touched his fingers and relaxed.

Liu Nanhong looked at Ye Qi with complicated eyes.

"The original leader came because of the poisoning of his wife?"

"That's right, at the beginning, the invitation was sent to Head Liu day and night, but it's a pity that Head Liu didn't appreciate it." Yuan Zelin said to You Dachuan who was beside him.You Dachuan, the master of Yihuomen.Back then, he was the one who led people into the forbidden area of ​​Tianshan faction first.The sound of explosions that everyone heard at the beginning was the sound of You Dachuan ordering his men to blow up a mechanism.

"Since ancient times, there has been no balance between good and evil. I don't think I have any contact with your demon sect." Liu Nanhong said.

"That's right! Head Liu doesn't bother to associate with our Demon Cult, but he likes to collude with well-known despicable people in the Jianghu, hey!" Li Xiyang sarcastically said.

Liu Nanhong's face froze, and he retorted: "Don't talk nonsense! About Luo Kaixiang, I was deceived like the other sects. I didn't know that Luo Kaixiang had such a conspiracy."

"Master Liu wants to be alone now, I'm afraid it will be too late." Yuan Zhelin said coldly.

"Could it be that the original leader suspects that I poisoned you?"

"I recognize your eyes." Yuan Zelin said.Although Yuan Zhelin said that, he knew in his heart that the person was not him. For some reason, those two pairs of eyes were very similar, but they were not the same person.Besides, his hands could not deceive anyone.When the two were fighting just now, Liu Nanhong's right hand was intact and he could move freely.Yuan Zhelin didn't believe in rebirth with a broken arm.Even so, it is good to cheat him.The last few sword moves that Yuan Zhelin used just now were exactly the sword moves of the man in black who was cut into pieces by Yuan Zhelin that night.That sword move was very brilliant and incomparably mysterious, but the expression on Liu Nanhong's face was clearly shocked, as if to say: How did you know these sword moves? !

Therefore, even if it is not him, Yuan Zelin must have a great relationship with him.

"My eyes?" Liu Nanhong smiled, "Does the original leader want to put our Qingcheng faction to death just based on a groundless statement?"

Yuan Ze Linman didn't care, a sneer appeared on his face, "I'm going to kill the family, why bother to explain it."

Liu Nanhong's expression froze, and he was about to speak when Min Yide came out with someone:

"Master, I didn't find it."

Liu Nanhong's eyes moved, and he seemed to relax a little.

Yuan Zelin looked at Liu Nanhong inquiringly.

At this time, Lou Jinyue also came out with a group of people.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Yuan Zhelin stared at Liu Nanhong and asked.

Lou Jinyue thought for a while, then raised his hand, and there was a piece of white paper money sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger on his right hand.

"Master Liu, has your faction held a funeral recently?"

"Here, Tomb-sweeping Day is tomorrow. Prepare some paper money to pay homage to the ancestors. Is there any problem? Maybe it was accidentally dropped."

Lou Jinyue held the paper money in front of his eyes, twirled it, and said: "Master Liu, I found this paper money in the corner of the mourning hall where your ancestors are worshiped. It’s been ten days and a half months. Besides, since tomorrow is the Ching Ming Festival, how could this paper money fall into the mourning hall early?”

A believer suddenly stood up and took out a spiritual card from behind:

"Qingcheng School's No.20 third-generation disciple Zhang Qingzhi's spirit seat"

The date of Zhang Qing's death was exactly one month ago.

Liu Nanhong was furious: "Yuan Zelin!! How dare you touch the tablet of our sect's ancestors! You are too deceitful!!"

After finishing speaking, the sword light was blazing, and the No. 36 Songfeng swordsmanship came out quickly!

Qingcheng's unique technique, the sword style is as strong as a pine, as swift as the wind.

Li Xiyang who was standing in front was forced to retreat again and again.

Lou Jinyue hastily stepped out to meet him, and the sword light was blazing for a while, and the room was filled with silver light.

As soon as Liu Nanhong turned his sword tip, he stabbed towards Lou Jinyue.

The two quickly disassembled hundreds of tricks.

Yuan Zelin shook Ye Qi's hand, his figure flickered, and he passed by the believer holding the tablet on the opposite side. As soon as Lou Jinyue turned around, Yuan Zelin held the tablet and faced Liu Nanhong's sword point.

When Liu Nanhong saw it, he quickly withdrew his sword move, turned around and stabbed from another direction.

Yuan Zelin turned around and pushed the tablet up again.

Liu Nanhong flinched at the mouse, was furious, and lost all his moves at once.

Yuan Zelin clicked on Liu Nanhong's acupuncture points in a calm manner.

"Shameless boy!!! You use—" Liu Nanhong suddenly fell silent.

Yuan Zelin felt that he was noisy, so he clicked on his dumb acupoint.

"Master? What should we do now?" Lou Jinyue asked for instructions.

Yuan Zelin looked down at the date of death recorded in the spirit card, raised the corner of his mouth, "Zhang Qing?"

Yuan Zhelin raised his head, "Go and see their cemetery."

Liu Nanhong's face turned pale with a brush.

In the cemetery of the Qingcheng sect, believers finally found the tomb of a disciple named Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing's tomb is next to the former head of the Qingcheng School, Taoist Songmu.

Li Xiyang carried Liu Nanhong to the tombstone.

"The unfilial disciples of the Qingcheng faction caused disasters. In order to save people, Yuan had to open the coffin for an autopsy. Please don't blame the ghosts and gods." Yuan Zelin bowed his hands and looked at Zhang Qing's tombstone, "Dig it out."

Seven or eight members of the Tianxing Cult started digging the grave with shovels and other tools.

Liu Nanhong's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, trembled all over, and tears leaked from his eyes, which showed the extreme suffering and humiliation in his heart.

After a while, a brand new black coffin was revealed.

Fine wood, exquisite workmanship.

"Open." Yuan Zelin said in a deep voice.

The nails were driven away one by one, and the shovel was inserted into the gap.

Bai Yu took a step forward and walked to the edge of the cemetery.

Creaking, rattling, the coffin was lifted.

A man in Tsing Yi in his sixties appeared in the coffin, with his hands clasped under his navel.

His face was ashen, and some places had even rotted away, emitting an unpleasant smell.

The man's nasolabial folds are deep, and the corners of his mouth are slanted down, as if he has experienced a lot of hardships in his life, and things have gone wrong.

Yuan Zelin took a look, stepped forward, and cut the man's clothes with the tip of his sword.

Seven or eight hideous stitched wounds were exposed.The head, chest, arms, waist, and legs are all stitched together.This man was the second masked man in black that night.

There was a whimper in Liu Nanhong's throat, and tears flowed down his face.

Yuan Zhe raised his hand before hitting him with a force, releasing his acupoints.

Liu Nanhong rushed to the edge of the cemetery, crying and closing the man's torn clothes.

"Master Liu, what happened today is really helpless. My wife is running out of time, so please ask Master Liu to give you an antidote," Yuan Ze said.

After digging someone's ancestral grave, disturbing the rest of the dead, and seeing a big man crying bitterly, Yuan Zelin spoke more politely.

Liu Nanhong cried for a long time, and finally stopped.He covered the man's clothes and put the lid on the coffin.

Yuan Zhelin gave a signal, and the surrounding believers were about to help rebury it, but Liu Nanhong said, "No need."

He stood up, looked at Yuan Zelin and said, "Zhang Qing, it's my uncle. The man in black who attacked you that night was my junior brother Zhang Changsheng. He is Zhang Qing's son. He was kicked out of the school by my uncle."

"Where is he?" Yuan Zelin asked.

Liu Nanhong shook his head, "I don't know."

Yuan Zelin frowned.

"I really don't know. My uncle may know... so I went down the mountain to look for him. One month ago at night, I received a letter with strange handwriting, which seemed to be written with my left hand. I was asked to go to the second place outside Liujiang Town immediately. Go to pick up my uncle in the woods ten miles away. When I led people to rush there, I only saw my uncle's body torn apart..."

Yuan Zelin stared at him, "Master Liu, I'm not interested in the affairs of your sect. My wife is dying, and the poison is called Hei Yan. Do you have an antidote?"

Liu Nanhong shook his head, "My junior brother has been expelled from the sect, and his actions have nothing to do with my Qingcheng faction. I have never heard of this poison, let alone an antidote."

Yuan Zelin frowned, "Then, where is your junior brother Zhang Changsheng?"

Liu Nanhong still shook his head.

Yuan Zhelin stared at him, with black waves surging in his eyes, "Master Liu, if you don't tell the truth, I will have to borrow your uncle's body for a while."

Liu Nanhong was frightened and angry: "Yuan Zelin! Are you a human being! You won't even let the dead go! You have opened the coffin and exhumed the body today, isn't that enough! My uncle is already dead!"

"It's the father's fault if you don't teach me! Your junior brother sneaked into the Kunlun Party and poisoned an infant baby! My wife and I have been poisoned one after another. Now my wife has been poisoned to the heart and lungs. There is no way to get rid of it. We can only cure and save his life." Your junior brother’s despicable means are outrageous! Your senior uncle failed to persuade and instead helped the evil! That night, if your senior uncle hadn’t come out to stop you, I would have already caught your junior brother! Your senior uncle’s coffin was opened today and his body was exhumed. There is no one to blame! If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer today, don’t blame me for taking Zhang Qing’s body and exposing it to the public to force your younger brother to show up!!!” Yuan Ze said angrily.

Liu Nanhong's chest heaved violently, his lips trembled, and he said for a while, as if he was powerless: "I really don't know where my junior brother is. But, I heard that he has had close contacts with the Tang Sect in Central Shu in recent years."

The author says:

The deputy CP is finally meeting~ Are you looking forward to it?