Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 352 Old Voice
"That's what Dai Shangyu is like." Xu Chang raised a pair of red eyes and said dumbly, "Disciples who have no value are abandoned like worn out shoes. This has been the case since his master. If Xiao Feng is around How many more people can look after Kaijie?"

Pei Ye remained silent.

The Soul Reaver appeared in Kongtong seven years ago.

Just a few days ago, they were still thinking in Bowang City that Huansilou did not dare to attack such a large sect, so they could only ambush some lone warriors and direct descendants of small sects.

However, it now seems that when they attack Kongtong disciples, they are not taking risks at all, but they are doing it with ease.

Or even after Kongtong had been killed, the poison flowed out.

And now new talents are growing up.

"After Ji Feng's defeat, weren't there many people who went to visit him?"

"That's the etiquette of the peaks." Xu Chang said, "On that day, no one except Mei Qing would go to trouble Dai Shanyu. But after being left out in the cold on the second day, many disciples of the same generation went, and these representatives of the peaks visited Everyone also left greetings.”

"Could the murderer be among these people?"

"Ji Zhuowu, the direct descendant of Yueshi Peak, stayed on the peak for the longest time that day. But he was only five years old, and he was only fourteen years old, and he was not tall enough."

Pei Ye lowered his head.

Third.

"Male, seven to eight feet tall, young, dark-colored clothes, over six years old, wielding a sword, the Kongtongmen must have at least five of the seven!"

"Jiang Yitong, the direct descendant of Yuanwu Peak, this person is cold and confident, which is quite consistent with the inference. But it was he who knocked the Xiaofeng sword off the cliff. In order to avoid irritation, he did not come at all that day, but replaced him with Nian Fang Shishi’s Xi Tianji.”

"If I could have gone there earlier that day, and if I could have discovered all this earlier." The man finally couldn't help writing, "Maybe I wouldn't have given them the chance to erase their traces."

"Liao Hongxian, nineteen, a disciple of Candle Peak. But he was dressed in white that day, and he left after just two sentences. He was still sitting on the iron pine lotus platform until the incident."

This line was cut off here, and until the end, he could not find these two hated murderers, and all traces were completely lost in Xianqiao Peak seven years ago.

"Nothing unusual was found."

“I looked up every name on every post.”

The next item is the man's efforts from other directions.

Xu Chang was startled for a moment: "Those are the young people of the previous generation. At that time, Tiesong was discussing swordsmanship, and there were all disciples in every peak. If they could seriously injure Xiaofeng with one palm, there were indeed quite a few of them."

"But what will happen if it's illuminated? People will always recover, and nothing will be left behind when the sword is illuminated."

"I remember seeing people injured by [Kenshin Teru]."

"I knew this day." The woman suddenly said from the side, "He came back very late. I asked him where he went, and he said he spent a day at Xianqiao Peak. I thought he was just remembering Xiaofeng."

But obviously not. The man lingered at the place where the crime occurred for ten hours that day, and he didn't know what kind of methods and efforts he used to get these descriptions from clues.

"Within three days, I felt dizzy and confused. It was just such a pair of lifeless eyes."

Fourth.

But this ominous shadow was clearly in front of him, but the man could not penetrate the last layer of fog.

"However, none of the disciples who came to visit that day fit the criteria."

"."

"No, of course. Because the Kenshin Teru was originally designed to try not to hurt the swordsman who uses it."

"It's not the only use of amber."

The following is a sentence excerpted by Xu Chang. It was originally printed in the Book of Qi Dao and was heavily outlined by Zhang Meiqing in extremely bright handwriting. [The use of the mature heart amber is called the mirror of the sword courtyard that reflects the heart, and the only way the sword mirror reflects the heart is through 'transparency'. If there is a cover in the front, it will only hinder the entry of the mind and spirit, which will waste precious materials and make the mirror useless; if there is a cover in the back, it will prevent the mind and spirit from coming out, and the person will lose his spirit and be close to half-death. Be careful, be careful! 】

Pei Ye suddenly remembered what Sui Zaihua said to him in Bowang Mansion.

"Yes, there is only one mirror hoop in the sword's heart. It is transparent on both sides, and the mind can come and go freely in the heart. But this bead is half-transparent and half-real. It must be half 'illuminating' and half 'retaining'. Keeping the mind, That’s a dangerous effect.”

"What can you do if you leave your mind in the heart?" The man continued to write, "That's not a complete consciousness, it's just a fragmented and dead memory."

But there is no answer recorded under this question. The greater possibility is that the man has not been able to find it either. After reaching the end of Xinpo's road, he once again grasped a clue.

Fifth.

"Hold the sword and fall off the cliff."

"Why did they put the sword into Xiao Feng's arms before dumping the body? Is it just to look like a suicide?"

Pei Ye no longer had to rely on the man's records for this. He clearly remembered that when he just looked through the file, everything about the sword was clearly recorded in it.

[Kongtong disciple sword, unsheathed, no traces of new fighting. The evidence in the case is kept in the Law Enforcement Hall and can be retrieved after ten years. 】

Zhang Meiqing must have seen this line of writing, but there is no record of him checking the sword again in the case file. Because this time he came in secret.

"What would have happened if this sword had not been thrown off the cliff?"

"The two destinations may be returned to Dai Shanyu, but there is a greater chance that they will be taken away by me."

"Don't they want it to fall into the hands of two Grandmasters?"

"But it's just an ordinary sword."

The following is the response of a man who has been studying the art of instrument for ten years.

A small, crystal-clear piece, as thin as a cicada's wing, about the size of a thumb, is something newly experimented by the great master of Shaolong Yangyi Tower. Every time the man goes to Fucheng, he always visits and talks, and this time he got such a deal.

【Voice writing paper】

Stick it on any entity, and as long as the sound can make it vibrate, no matter how subtle it is, it will be faithfully recorded on it.

It was originally a double layer, attached to another slightly thicker sheet, and recorded on it was a pattern of sending ripples back, allowing the owner of the device to hear the sound received by the sound-writing paper at the same time.

But after Zhang Meiqing hesitated, she still took off this layer.

"If you can carve the heart amulet, the enemy's weapons should be of high quality. If you can only record without firing, and without the disturbance of profound energy, it should be enough to conceal it."

The thing about the sword was something Pei Ye had not thought of, because unlike the man who was trapped in the fog, he clearly knew that the thing was called the "soul-stealing bead", and the purpose of killing people in Huansilou was to steal the sword skill, and The sword itself doesn't matter.

Sure enough, the next page of the note didn't mention anything about this magic weapon anymore. These stories had come to an end.

But just when Pei Ye thought that the man was in vain again, the woman suddenly pointed out an unclear phrase to him.

"The mist is misty in the dusk, and the tired birds return to their nests."

"This is his habit." The woman also entered a state of speaking very fast, and immediately left her seat and turned around, "When drafting, when I feel that there is something that needs to be recorded clearly in the middle of my thoughts, I will take a clean long paper. Note, write it down carefully and store it in a drawer, then leave a mark indicating the location on this page.”

Pei Ye had just seen a similar index in the Jingzhu Tie Shulou, but now this secret language-like thing obviously only serves Zhang Meiqing personally. Pei Ye held his breath and watched the woman search carefully. After a long time, she pulled out a piece of paper with dense ink characters.

Pei Ye stood up suddenly.

Huansilou really took the sword out of the Law Enforcement Hall, and this piece of writing paper really recorded everything it went through.

From seven years ago to now, this should be the deepest time they have ever entered the heart of the Huansi Tower.

(End of this chapter)