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Meng Fuyuan gently closed the door of the meditation hall, leaving only Xu Min and a few night watchmen in the eerie meditation hall, suffering through the long night without a word, and then he looked up at the A glimpse of the endless night sky.

Bright moon and stars, everything is silent, it is the dead of night.

The whistling cold wind lingered around him for a long time. Meng Fuyuan grasped his wide cuffs tightly with four fingers, trying to block the night wind that was biting every inch of it. The problem of chills would get worse every late autumn. Meng Fuyuan walked quickly under the frosty moonlight, and his vision suddenly He bumped into a bright yellow square lantern, and he looked up along the light, "Yan Yuanbai?"

The bright flames reflected the four walls of paper lanterns and covered the cold silver flowers all over the ground. Meng Fuyuan walked a few more steps towards the thick light, and when he got closer, the flames filled his clothes. The robe was smudged with a layer of warm bright yellow. He stretched out his right hand, and without asking the owner of the lamp for his opinion in advance, he took the wooden stick from the other party's hand. A light layer of blood.

Huo Yi moved half a step, and happened to be standing in the direction of the wind, barely blocking part of the cold wind. He looked down at Meng Fuyuan, and asked in a low voice, "Did you talk to Master Xu just now?"

Meng Fuyuan switched the positions of his left and right hands, and used the residual heat of the fire to warm his other hand, "You are really smart, you can guess my whereabouts."

During the pause, he turned his right hand over with the palm facing up, trying to use the same method to dispel the coldness on the back of his hand, "The reason why I am willing to spend the past few days to accompany the Ling Zhaobei Alliance to Zhaoyuan Temple is to be able to get along with you. Head Xu Min has a good talk. After all, the mysteries left by this grand trial are really confusing and confusing."

Huo Yi asked: "So before you came, you went to find Master Jueming alone?"

Meng Fuyuan raised his head slightly, and said with a light smile, "Naturally, I don't do things that I'm not sure about."

Huo Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then followed Meng Fuyuan with a very shallow smile.

Meng Fuyuan hated Huo Yi the most - he was honest and honest, with a vivid expression that was beyond the rigid rules.The itchy Zhuang Zhuang decided to take action and make progress, so he naturally took Huo Yi's hand, skin to skin, enjoying the fresh touch brought by the thin calluses on his tiger's mouth and finger bones, "I got it Only with Master Jueming’s approval can I enter the Jingxin Hall, and only I have this privilege in Wuwei Villa, you can’t enter, you can only stand outside and wait foolishly.”

"So, how long have you been standing here waiting?"

Hearing that Yan Daxia, who was called "stupid" by others, was stiff as if he was uncomfortable, especially the hand held by Meng Fuyuan seemed to have turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, unable to move, he said in a daze: " Not long."

Meng Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and insisted on asking an answer, "How long is not long?"

In fact, the time will not be short, Meng Fuyuan thought in his heart, after all, when he first entered the meditation hall, the genius would be covered with a layer of dark gray, and now it is as thick as a pile of ink, Meng Fuyuan couldn't help but bow his head and laugh a few times, and at the same time the middle fingertips Gently circling on the back of the opponent's hand, secretly admiring Huo Yi's expected rigidity.

Very good, there is progress, at least I didn't let go of my hand, Meng Fuyuan thought.

Huo Yi: "... about half an hour?"

Being content and always happy, accepting what you see is one of Zhuang Master Meng's principles of dealing with people, so Meng Fuyuan didn't intend to spend too much time on this trivial matter. He didn't forget that there are more important things to be discussed at the moment, so he used Only the two of them could hear the voice clearly, and said to Huo Yi while pacing: "Just now I went to find out what Master Xu said, but I asked many unexpected and reasonable things."

Relying on his amazing memory, Meng Fuyuan repeated the conversation he had with Xu Min in prison, almost without missing any suspicious details.

After finishing speaking, Meng Fuyuan raised his head and asked Huo Yi, "Do you think it's credible?"

No names were named. In the eyes of ordinary people, Huo Yi's next sentence should be to ask who the protagonist in Meng Fuyuan's words is, but Huo Yi didn't. He seemed to see through Meng Fuyuan's intentions, so he took the protagonists in this grand trial one by one. Analyzed it again——

"Xu Min is in charge, I think it is [-]% credible."

Meng Fuyuan frowned, and asked with interest: "Oh? Why did you say that?"

"Just like the conversation between the owner of the villa and the head of Xu Min in the Jingxin Hall, the head of Xu said too much. From a purely logical analysis, if he is lying, there are only two possibilities for giving such a long list of words."

"One, he is lying, but he has prepared ahead of time and is well prepared. In fact, he has long been aware of the other party's actions, and combined with the other party's schemes, he will use his tricks to make up this set of lies that seems to be flawless and flawless."

Huo Yi solemnly said: "But I actually prefer to believe that Master Xu is not lying. If you think about it from another angle, you will find that this assumption is unreasonable. If he has seen through all the opponent's actions, then Master Xu can completely adopt it." A more complete countermeasure, at least he should not, and will not pretend to fall into the opponent's serial scheme unintentionally, and get involved in this turmoil when he understands the opponent's strategy. The situation is changing rapidly, in case the person behind the scenes has a trick , as long as he takes a step in the head of Xu, it is very likely that he will fall into the prison he is in today. It is obviously a wiser choice to find a way to completely remove himself. The performance does not seem to be fake."

Meng Fuyuan echoed, "You think the same as I do, and I also think that Xu Min is trustworthy."

Because Xu Min can find corresponding clues in the instructions Bian Qingyu gave him before.There is also the prophecy that the Demon Sect will reappear in the [-]th year of Lingyuan. These two points made Meng Fuyuan more firm in his conjecture.

But the secret letter written by Bian Qingyu to himself, as well as the secrets of the Celestial and Human Race, even the shadow guards of Wuwei Villa don't know, and Meng Fuyuan has no intention of explaining to Huo Yi, anyway, although Huo Yi has few clues , but the conclusions are consistent with their own.

Then Meng Fuyuan asked again: "What about Su Shaoxia from the Chiyan Gang? Do you think what he said is true or false?"

"Five percent." Huo Yi continued, "Who knows if Su Shaoxia is superb in acting or from the bottom of his heart? Who knows whether he is bloody and tearful, or is he instigated by others to threaten his life? The door says he has been cured, who knows if he is cured or not?"

"So I can't say for sure."

Obviously, the situation is getting more and more like looking through the fog, Meng Fuyuan is actually a little relieved when he heard the words, at least Huo Yi agrees with his own ideas, which shows that he has jumped out of the situation of the person behind the scenes, and has not been caught by the "floating cloud" for the time being. "Cover your eyes, follow what others say, and go with the flow.

"Then what about the soul and the building master Yu Lan?"

Huo Yi frowned, and said slowly: "I don't think it's credible."

Huo Yi, who had never spoken too decisively before, suddenly changed his attitude when he came to Yu Qiran. After Meng Fuyuan heard about it, the first thing he did was not to ask him why, but to gradually stretch his brows and raise the corners of his lips, " I also find it unbelievable."

"We really coincide with each other and have a tacit understanding."

Meng Fuyuan turned his head, his eyes met, his gaze directly hit the bottom of the other's deep but open eyes, his smile became brighter, and half of his face was soaked in the warm yellow firelight, making it look more bright and eye-catching, "You said , shouldn't we have a heart-to-heart connection again—even the reasons why we think he can't be trusted are exactly the same?"