Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 119 Hold your hand and travel to the bottom of the river

Everyone continued down to the seventh floor, and the second victim appeared.

The victim belonged to Xuan Shifeng's lineage and died in a certain area of ​​Jingmen. He originally acted together with his brothers, but he was at the end of the team.

When passing through a forest, someone suddenly found that the junior was missing, so the team returned to search, only to find that the victim had died under a tree, and the surrounding ground was covered with frozen frost.

The dead man was hit by a sword at the front of his neck, and his throat was sealed with a sword, and blood sprayed out from the wound in large swaths.

At the bottom of the tree trunk on which the corpse leaned, a line of small words was engraved with sword energy:

Monster talker, lock your throat and seal your tongue. Su Jian.

The corpse and the bark with the inscriptions were brought back to the hall by Xuan Shifeng's disciples, and real Jing Hua personally identified them.

When Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu came back from Xiumen, they saw the Shushan disciples watching the restored scene and corpses, all of them looked extremely solemn.

Then, Ling Yunpo discovered that the Shushan disciples at the scene seemed to be avoiding his gaze in unison.

Since he and his senior sister would go to Shumen every time under the watchful eyes of the public, and would not return until the lower level was needed, the suspicion could basically be ruled out.

But here comes the question: Who is the murderer?

From the looks of it now, all the clues point to Su Jian - these points are so obvious that they can almost be regarded as framing.

Jindan Daoist kills the foundation-building disciples, but what about a sneak attack?

A sneak attack is a sneak attack, and a signature, what do you mean?

Most of the Shushan disciples actually thought that this must have nothing to do with Su Jian.

Of course, this does not prevent everyone from fearing Qingluofeng, because the only two victims so far have one thing in common:

And Qingluofeng...to be exact, had a grudge with An Zhisu.

One of the victims used to plot against An Zhisu in a sword competition more than ten years ago, and almost injured her.

The cause of death was stabbed in the back, and there was a message at the scene, Those who calculate will be stabbed in the back.

The second victim once connected with each other among the disciples of Zhufeng, inciting hatred and calling for the isolation of Qingluofeng.

The cause of death was a tear in the neck, and there was a message at the scene of the demon talker, lock the tongue and seal the throat.

Even if the murderer wasn't Su Jian, the logic of the murder was very obvious, that is, to target Shushan disciples who had a grudge with Qingluo Peak.

But among the disciples of Mount Shu at the scene, who would dare to say that they have no enmity with Qingluo Peak?

Everyone thinks about themselves, what counts as hatred? If you say bad things, then it is estimated that the whole Shu Mountain will be wiped out...

Therefore, everyone tried their best not to look at Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu.

It's not that he suspects that they are the murderers, but he is afraid that if he makes eye contact with them now, he will be found dead on the spot later, without eyes, and there is a line written next to it: What are you looking at, what are you looking at. Su Jian.

The Shushan disciples had this level of concern, but Master Jinghua had no scruples, and directly called Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu to ask them if they had any clues about the murderer.

Forgive me. Ling Yunpo said bluntly, Since the other party committed the crime under the guise of a teacher, it is clear that he is definitely not a friend of Qingluofeng.

As for the enemies of Qingluo Peak, the real person should know about them too. There are almost too many to count. The reason why the murderer chose Qingluo Peak as a cover must be due to this consideration...

Of course I know. Daoist Jing Hua interrupted him, Tell me, do you have any clues?

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu looked at each other, and said after a long while:

No.

Go! Daoist Jinghua said impatiently.

Next, he disregarded the protests of Xuanshifeng disciples, forcibly confiscated their natal swords, and restricted their freedom of choice, requiring them to stay in the lobby on every floor, accept interrogation, and not allow them to leave.

Everyone continued to go down to the eighth floor, Ling Yunpo went to see Jing Hua, and asked if the two could continue the normal trial.

After all, he always stays at the door with his senior sister to rest, and the lonely man and widow share the same room, which is harmful to the reputation of the senior sister... Of course, the main reason is that Ling Yunpo is afraid that he will not be able to control himself and make mistakes.

The big bed in the Shumen area is really too soft!

Since the murderer committed the crime when you were in the Shumen area, the suspicion on you can basically be ruled out. Jing Hua thought for a moment, and said, Of course, you'd better choose the 'Death Gate', and stagger the area with other disciples, Trial.

No problem. An Zhisu said coldly.

So the two entered the gate of death, walked through a long dark corridor, and finally entered a new area.

This world is in a deep water, but I don't know the rivers, lakes and seas.

The flowing light on the bottom bank is floating, the aquatic plants are swaying and creating waves, and there are countless schools of fish migrating and circling, with silver scales and long tails, and their posture is elegant.

Both of them are marrow-washing monks. Not only can they breathe to avoid consuming oxygen, but they can also withstand the pressure of deep water. In addition, the flying sword is a water system, so it is even more like a fish in water when riding a sword, and moves freely.

After going on for more than ten kilometers, An Zhisu chatted with his younger brother and said:

There should be a cave at the bottom of the river ahead, and there are many river spirit monsters inside.

When you go to the depths, you can meet a water lizard. I failed to kill it last time, so it escaped.

In the cave it occupies, there seem to be some treasures...but I didn't look carefully.

Ling Yunpo was completely overwhelmed when he heard the words.

There seems to be some treasures, but I didn't see them. Senior sister, how did you say these words in a natural tone?

Sigh, my Senior Sister An is too simple, she only has swords in her life, she doesn't pretend to be other foreign things, of course she doesn't like these low-level magic weapons.

But I can't sit idly by!

Ling Yunpo even remembered that before traveling to this world, he had watched a documentary about marine environmental protection.

It is said that human beings dump all kinds of garbage into the ocean. For example, plastic bags will not be decomposed for 10,000 years. They often entangle marine creatures such as dolphins and sea turtles, and eventually cause them to die helplessly.

The senior sister said that there was something deep in the cave at the bottom of the river, and it was probably garbage that was thrown into the water.

These treasures... No, these rubbish are obviously not self-decomposing, and they are likely to be eaten by small fish, shrimps and dragons, thus endangering the safety of these aquatic animals.

I really can't bear it!

For the blue and clean underwater environment, I have to salvage these rubbish!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo sternly said:

Senior Sister! Why don't we explore the cave at the bottom of the river again?

Okay. An Zhisu immediately agreed.

Senior Sister An is really good at this point, no matter what request Ling Yunpo puts forward, she will directly agree to it, and never ask this or that, or ask questions.

It can only be said that it is very pampering.

The two continued to move forward with their swords, and soon arrived at the cave at the bottom of the river.

The entrance of the cave is a gap formed between the rocks at the bottom of the river, which can almost accommodate two people walking side by side.

Due to the narrow passage, he couldn't move around flexibly, so An Zhisu lowered the sword light, and let the Frostfall Sword hang above his head, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

She herself took a few steps to the depths, then turned around and stretched out her hand towards Ling Yunpo, and said with a smile:

Junior brother, there is a lot of wet moss here, it's slippery to step on, so be careful.

Okay Senior Sister. Ling Yunpo stretched out his hand for her to hold.

The two held hands affectionately as they walked through the inner passageway among the rocks at the bottom of the river.

Ling Yunpo suddenly had a subtle sense of déjà vu, recalling Qiu Changtian holding Xu Yinglian's hand and running on the long iron chain bridge above the sea of ​​clouds.

It's just that he was pulling Junior Sister Xu that time, but this time it was Senior Sister An who was pulling him.