The Devil is My White Moonlight

Wei Da got up and picked up the pigeon, opened the small letter box on its foot, and couldn't help being surprised.There was still his own letter in the mailbox.This pigeon flew to the south of the Yangtze River, but did not find anyone?

An ominous premonition surged in Wei Da's heart, he called Xiao Cui, prepared some dry food, and the two hurried down the mountain.

Xiao Cui's home is in a village not far away. Wei Da sent Xiao Cui home, tore up the deed of sale in front of her parents, left her some money, and asked her not to return to the hot spring villa, while he himself Went to Jiangnan.

Before arriving at the Jinghu Family, Wei Da had already heard countless rumors.

Some people say that the two sons of the Jinghu family competed for the position of the head of the family, and a fight broke out in the middle of the night, and both sides suffered losses; others said that Wei Chengbi did evil things in his early years, and the enemies he formed came to seek revenge, killing the whole family and bleeding into rivers ; There is also a saying that the Jinghu family provoked the demons, and was drugged and wiped out by the demons... There are countless versions of the legend, but the final ending is: more than a hundred people in the Jinghu family were wiped out overnight, without a trace. One survived...

Wei Da almost crazily felt the Jinghu family, and what greeted him was depression.The old carved beams and painted buildings have long been burned, and the cruelty of the day can still be vaguely recognized under the wreckage.There are dark red and dried blood everywhere, and even occasionally chopped black hair and stumps can be found in dark corners.

Fearing that the rotting corpse would cause a plague, the local government had sent people to confine the corpse. Only the half-mountain tomb of the mass grave remained of the famous family handed down for a time.

The only good thing is that Wei Da took his wife and youngest son back to his wife's natal home because of anger with the owner. Unexpectedly, he escaped, but his two adult sons and a daughter were brutally murdered in the Jinghu family.

Memory ended here, Gu Qingqiao blinked his eyes and woke up.

In front of him was Mu Xiyun's nervous and worried eyes, and his hands had already been held in his hands.Gu Qingqiao smiled and said: "I'm fine, I'm back."

Mu Xiyun obviously breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her eyes, fearing that she was already sore from staring at it for a moment.

"What did you see?" Mu Xiyun asked, her voice still a little hoarse.

Seeing that he was so nervous for himself, Gu Qingqiao was relieved and distressed at the same time, first leaned over and kissed his cheek, and then slowly told him what he saw and heard just now.

When talking about the young man Xiaocui saw on the plank road, Mu Xiyun's eyes darkened, and she looked up at Gu Qingqiao.

Gu Qingqiao smiled bitterly and said: "You guessed it too? That young man is probably invisible."

Mu Xiyun hesitated and said: "According to what Wei Da said, the murderer behaved abnormally, a blue totem appeared on his face, his strength became great, and he was not afraid of pain... This is very similar to Lin Xuewu in Hongye City. We are in Lingshan again I met Wuying, so it was Wuying who laid a Gu on Lin Xuewu? What's his intention in doing this?"

Gu Qingqiao frowned and said, "Wu Ying has been deeply scheming since he was a child, looking innocent and innocent, he can do all kinds of bad things in secret. Could it be that the Jinghu family offended him when, so that they resorted to revenge?"

"Why did he do that back then, don't you, senior brother, know?" Mu Xiyun asked.

Aware of the emotion in this question, Gu Qingqiao looked up at Mu Xiyun, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and said with a smile, "What? Are you jealous?"

Mu Xiyun struggled to take two steps away, "Didn't that little junior brother like being with you the most?"

Gu Qingqiao's expression froze suddenly, and he picked up the manuscript to read it carefully.

Seeing his solemn expression, Mu Xiyun stopped joking and asked, "What's the matter? What did you find?"

Gu Qingqiao looked at him and said slowly: "Wuying really liked being with me before, every time he went down the mountain, he almost always followed me, only once..."

He shook the thin paper in his hand, and pointed to the end of the manuscript, where Wei Da wrote: "It has been ten years since the tragedy of that year, my wife has died, and my son has married. In recent days, I have felt mentally weak several times , my health is deteriorating. The tragedy ten years ago still tortures my heart day and night, and my depression is intractable. For peace of mind, I came back to the villa alone, leaving this memory and manuscript. I hope that someone who is destined can find the truth and return the family of Jinghu A consolation." Behind it, there is the date of the year, day and month.

"Here, what's the matter?" Mu Xiyun read it again with him.

"Look at the date of the year. Going back ten years, it happens to be..."

"It happened to be the time when the battle of Linmoyuan broke out."

The two looked at each other, and this matter was actually related to Linmoyuan!

At this moment, there was a soft noise outside the house, and the two of them were startled and looked out the window quietly.

A figure was quietly walking towards the house where the killer was imprisoned.

Gu Qingqiao patted Mu Xiyun's hand lightly, and the two of them walked out through the window and approached the side room.

The figure entered the room, came to the killer silently, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, unplugged it, and put it under the killer's nose.

To his surprise, the killer remained silent.

The person who came seemed to be in a hurry, and was about to slap the top of the killer's head with his hand, when suddenly there was a gust of wind behind him, and his wrist was firmly grasped.

"Elder Huang," Gu Qingqiao lightly said, "Are you trying to kill someone to silence you?"

That person was none other than Huang Zelin.

Huang Zelin felt a wave of magical power coming from his wrist, and one side of his body became limp and limp. The porcelain bottle in his other hand was also taken away, and he said angrily, "Little devil, let me go!"

With Gu Qingqiao's porcelain vase in hand, he wasn't afraid of what would happen to Huang Zelin, so he let go of his wrist and whispered, "Elder Huang, do you need an explanation!"

Huang Zelin glared at him, turned around and saw Mu Xiyun standing at the door, and sighed, "Come with me."

The two came to Huang Zelin's room, the old man sat down slumped, and pointed to the porcelain bottle in Gu Qingqiao's hand: "It's just ordinary smelling salts, I just want to wake him up and ask a few more questions."

"What do you want to ask? Are you so sure that he will tell you?" Gu Qingqiao stared straight into Huang Zelin's eyes, "Could it be that the elder and the killer have known each other for a long time?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Huang Zelin said angrily. "Don't you suspect that the previous assassination on the plank road was a scene played by me and the killer?"

"Oh? Isn't it?" Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows.

"You...!" Huang Zelin choked with anger, and after a while he said angrily, "Why do you doubt me like this?"

"Why?" Seeing Mu Xiyun walking over hesitant to speak, he patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and asked, "Elder Huang, I asked you by the lake before, how many years have you not been here, You said it was ten years."

"That's right! I haven't been here for a long time." Huang Zelin said.

"Ten years?" Gu Qingqiao said with a sneer, "Elder Huang has been walking in the Central Plains for so many years, and with such a big sect, you know nothing about its movements in the past ten years?"

Huang Zelin looked up at him, and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Gu Qingqiao took two steps closer, and took out the manuscript from his arms: "The Jinghu family was destroyed 50 years ago, your lie is too simple!"

After finishing speaking, he put the porcelain bottle in his hand on the table, "You want to come to this place, this killer is also here to kill you, and..." Gu Qingqiao told him the description of Wenniang in the mountain city Listen, and said again: "Refining medicine, white robe, elder sword, age and identity are all suitable, I have to suspect that you are the one who tricked Wen Niang back then and used the blood of children to refine medicine. Now that your identity has been revealed, find a remote It’s a really good plan to kill people and silence people in places like this!”

I had already discussed with Mu Xiyun to observe slowly, but along the way, Huang Zelin behaved abnormally, and today even endangered Mu Xiyun's life. how he explained.

Huang Zelin was so angry that his eyes were wide open, his white beard and white hair seemed to stand on end, he tremblingly said: "Bold boy, you doubt me so much, I, I..." He panted heavily, pointing his finger at Gu Qingqiao Trembling constantly.Gu Qingqiao looked at him without fear.

After a while, Huang Zelin put down his fingers and said dejectedly, "I did do what happened on purpose."

Even though they had been psychologically prepared, they still felt their hearts sink when they heard him speak out.No matter what, Huang Zelin once helped the two of them sincerely, but now hearing his confession, both of them couldn't bear it.

Huang Zelin stared straight at Gu Qingqiao and said, "I'm just talking about today's assassination, other things have nothing to do with me."

It turned out that Huang Zelin had sensed that someone had been watching him a few days ago, but the other party was clever and disappeared without a trace.There is a large population in the southern region. Along the way, the stalker has always been hidden in the crowd, making it impossible to distinguish.

Passing here, Huang Zelin suddenly remembered this inaccessible place.

That day, when he sensed that the stalker was nearby, he deliberately summoned everyone to say that he wanted to change the route, just to use the strength of a few people to find out the assassin.The few people around him are all elites of the younger generation, and they should be more than enough to deal with a few assassins.But he didn't expect that today's killer's methods are so thorough and cruel, much better than those two on Yinfeng Mountain last time, so that he underestimated the enemy and was blocked, and almost killed Mu Xiyun, and he himself was still in fear.

Huang Zelin sighed, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden. Under the dim light, his silver beard and white hair made one feel shocked. He was already nearly a hundred years old.

Huang Zelin said: "I didn't notice the case of child abduction at first. What caught my attention was the Jinxiu Village that Li Yao went to during the battle against Moyuan."

Huang Zelin raised his eyes to look at Mu Xiyun: "I told you before that during the Battle of Linmoyuan, in a village near the desert, everyone was massacred overnight for no apparent reason."

"Yes," Mu Xiyun said, "You said that the residents of the village had traces of being drugged, and Master's green dragon pendant was found in the ancestral hall where the villagers died."

"Yes," Huang Zelin's eyes flashed with tears, "the three hundred people in the village are all in the ancestral hall, their souls are captured, and they die with unsatisfactory eyes. Jinxiu Village is just a small village on the border of the Central Plains, but it used to be my hometown. , the place where I was born and grew up before I went to Mount Moyun.”

"This..." The two were shocked.

Looking up to force back tears, Huang Zelin said sadly: "Among the 300 people, there are more than 50 members of my Huang family. Most people in the village are my elders, relatives, and companions when I was young. How could I make such a beast? What is worse? At that time, I swore that I must find out this matter in my life, otherwise, how can I face my family members and folks who died unjustly when I go there in the future. "

"You, what did you find?" Mu Xiyun approached Elder Huang, held his hand, and asked in a low voice.

Huang Zelin patted his head lovingly, "I just suspect that someone did something with the souls of these 300 people, and your master was involved in it. Think about Li Yao's time, a generation of knight-errants who were proud of their talents, how many people in the world could Can you use him? Even if you want to cast a Gu on him, you must be close to him. One must overwhelm him in practice, and the other must make him unsuspecting. Those who can do this, and Several people?"

"You suspect..." Gu Qingqiao asked in surprise, "Zheng Ganran, the head of Moyun Mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were silent for a while.Zheng Heran is the head of Moyun Mountain, a senior in the cultivation world who has been famous for nearly a hundred years, the leader who led everyone to victory in the battle against Moyuan, and the leader who re-established the order of the cultivation world after the war.

This doubt, just thinking about it in my heart, will make people doubt whether I am crazy.

"Why?" Mu Xiyun asked.

"It starts with his injury that year."