Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 40 Trap
According to the complacency she felt when she condensed the sword last time, Yan Xiaotang should have her nostrils turned upside down this time, but the more she knows about the divine sense, the more she understands what kind of opportunity Zhao Nan gave her. Thinking that her master is still unconscious, Yan Xiaotang couldn't be happier.

Coming out of the sea of ​​consciousness, she tried to use her spiritual consciousness to draw the sword, but only peeled off a layer of moss on the stone surface, she was not satisfied.

"Hey, am I not coagulating enough? How can this hurt people?"

The dumbfounded Moonrise said angrily: "Of course it is someone else's spiritual sense that hurts you with your spiritual sense! Ordinary people who don't have divine sense may become idiots after being hit by you! You want to use your spiritual sense to scalp your scalp!? "

Yan Xiaotang suddenly realized, and quickly thought about the effect of "scalping", and felt cold, so she hurriedly asked Bo Xi: "Brother, is this enough to deal with Luoxia Palace?"

Yuechu didn't even reach the realm of "external vision", and his experience was zero, so he looked at Boxi.

The other party's consciousness is naturally not a dead thing, and she will not be a target for Yan Xiaotang, but she is protected by the Zifu, and her life is safe, Bo Xi nodded - she can give it a try.

The risk of exposure is still very high, but they can't afford to wait, Zhao Nan won't fall asleep or speak for a whole day, they must get the elixir, otherwise Zhao Nan's only chance of life may be missed.

In the Weng's dock, the number of Wupao people has changed from one or two two days ago to 24, and there are more than a dozen Haimin outside the door who are huddled in the alley and peeking at them.

The weather has improved in the past few days. Every evening, you can see the sun for a while, dyeing an orange sky, and the dilapidated and dirty houses on the sandbar have also been painted with a layer of bright paint, which looks good.

A black-robed disciple raised his eyes and looked around for a while. The stone street outside the dock was empty. There were no coolies dragging heavy loads, and no dock clerks walking sideways with their arms stretched. The appearance of the legs running quickly, clearly looks like the afterglow of the setting sun, but it just makes people feel the atmosphere of a storm.

This morning was no different from the past, even the Luoxia Palace disciples were getting used to the sewage and stench of the sandbar, but just after noon, people from a shipyard came to these Wupao disciples with a dead body on their shoulders.

The corpse was a teenage boy, dressed just like a sandbar seaman, short brown, with a cloth turban, but his skin was fairer and tenderer than that of the aunt of the Fucheng family.The cause of death of this young man is unknown, his body is still soft, but he has lost his breath and pulse, and he died not long ago.

It is very common for a person to die on the sandbar, but the investigation has been very strict in the past two days, and it was found that the corpse would naturally be sent to the Wupao disciples. Terrified.

It looks very similar to one of the most wanted in the jade slip, it seems to be an inner disciple called "Yuechu", but the picture reflected in the jade slip, that Yuechu is dressed in red and black armor, at a glance, he is not an ordinary person , Under Haimin's rough clothes, the whole person is very different, besides, that Yuechu is a real fairy, the direct disciple of the real master of teaching!The traitor couldn't have died like this, right?
In fact, the death is not so ugly, but there is a big gap with the image in Yu Jianli.

So all the Luoxia Palace disciples who came down to the sandbank gathered to identify each one. Everyone had only seen the picture in the jade slip once, but everyone said it looked like it, and the matter was serious.

Then I want to ask the Haimin who found the body. At that time, the streets were full of people watching the excitement, and they didn't pay attention to who carried it. When I asked, they all ran away, lest they have anything to do with them. There was only one child. He kept saying that he saw the boy killed by a ray of light.

The Wupao disciples didn't dare to delay any longer, they hurriedly put the corpse into the dock and guarded it, the child also took it down, and hurriedly sent the news back to Luoxia Palace.

Many of these outer sect disciples of the Taiwei Immortal Sect have learned the basics of qi refining, kung fu without spiritual roots, and spiritual qi refining with inferior spiritual roots by luck, and their health is better than ordinary people. The best one, it takes up to four hours to go back and forth, and it's time to come back.

There were nearly forty Wupao disciples guarding the young man's body, but such a large number of people did not give the slightest sense of appropriateness. They were usually not easy to mess with, but during the afternoon's waiting, none of them had anything to say. It can be said that just standing quietly, it looks imposing, but my heart is very disturbed...

If this dead boy is really an inner sect disciple, who killed him?What about the other two inner disciples who were with him?
Although the disciples of Luoxia Palace are the lowest group of people in Xianzong, and they don't even have the qualifications to meet people from the inner sect, they also know that the two elders, Yutong and Yanze, are domineering over them. He is not worthy of carrying shoes for an inner sect disciple. The true inner sect disciples are not yet able to use spells. There are so many of them that they are probably not enough to kill each other back and forth.

In particular, the most dangerous one has only left various clues to show that he once appeared on the sandbar.Ask these sea people about his appearance, and they all say that they have never seen him.If the murderer was a casual cultivator, why did the young man who died by such a coincidence look so much like one of the inner disciples?If the murderer wasn't a casual cultivator... where is this person?
Under the sun, in the crowd, this group of Wupao disciples felt chills down their backs, hoping that the elder's order would come down soon, even if they wanted to move the corpse, it was better than waiting on the sandbar.

The sun fell into the sea in a blink of an eye, and several torches were lit inside and outside the Weng family's dock. Finally, the disciple who stretched his neck to look at it saw the one who reported the letter, and hurriedly greeted everyone.

"Here we come!" He tiptoed and shouted, "Ah! The elders are here too!"

"What? Did the Second Elder come down in person?"

"Big, Great Elder!"

"The Great Elder is here too?"

All Wupao disciples ran out of the dock at once, they were so surprised, before even Yanze could only go to Guazimen at most, and would never take a step down, not only Yanze, but also Yutong down!

All of a sudden, only Weng Chuandeng, his son and his fellows were left in the dock—and the corpse lying on the wooden table. At this moment, the corpse's hand moved, as if it scratched the outside of its leg.Weng Chuandeng just saw it, and his face turned blue and white.

Weng Chuandeng didn't understand how things turned out like this?Shang Judong bumped into someone on the stone bridge with his wickedness and smoke, what a big deal! ?After a few days, why did the people of the tide get involved with the Luoxia Palace?Although they all have the word "Luo", it is too far to use this to build a relationship. If a good relationship is really desirable, but... no matter how you look at it, they are setting a trap for the Luoxia Palace, which is bigger than the sky!

Thinking of it, Weng Chuandeng's eyes darkened, and he said silently: "...Next year today is my memorial day... No, it is the memorial day of all the low tide people." When gods fight, mortals suffer!
A loud voice outside the door, "First Elder, Second Elder, please! Be careful of the sewage, the corpse is inside." It shocked Weng Chuandeng back.

The corpse that was scratching its legs also immediately stopped moving, still looking dead without breathing.

A large group of Wupao disciples came in, surrounded by two people, the young one was the First Elder Yutong, and the old one was the Second Elder Yan Ze, usually when they appeared together outside the Luoxia Palace, even the Prime Minister of the Zhaolai Mansion would grab them The one who trotted forward with robes and feet was a figure who was three points heavier than King Yong in Zhaolai!

It's really here... Weng Chuandeng's facial features, which he knew in advance, have become numb, and he can't even make an expression.

The matter is very serious, no matter how noble Yutong and Yanze are, they don't dare to delay the things ordered by the inner sect. The wealth, power, and even life may be taken in for a lifetime. How can they remember that the sandbar is a dirty place they never want to set foot on? place.

When the two entered the dock, they saw the boy's body at a glance, secretly changed their eyes, and approached one after the other, leaning over to observe the boy's appearance without any nonsense.

A disciple pushed out a child.

"First Elder, Second Elder, this child said that he saw this person killed by a ray of light with his own eyes."

Yutong and Yanze turned around, and saw a short and dirty child standing aside. It was the first time they saw a fairy and they were frightened to the ground, or there was something wrong with their brains, and their eyes looked at him numbly. Yu Tong.

"Kneel down!" A disciple pushed the child, and the child fell to the ground, stood up quickly, and looked at Yutong again.

The disciple got angry and raised his hand to hit him, but was stopped by Yutong: "It's okay." This child seems to have a brain problem, no matter whether what he said is true or not, they have to prove it themselves, so say it or not, or It doesn't matter if it's true or not.

They just watched the picture a few times more than other disciples, and they were startled when they saw the boy's appearance, which looked like a moonrise, but if they said yes, it was always difficult to make a decision. Yes, can they afford the punishment from above?

"Let's take a look at the jade slip again? It's a bit specious." Yan Ze suggested in a low voice.

Naturally, Yutong didn't dare to push it too far, so he quickly took out a piece of jade slip from his sleeve, poured it with real energy, the jade slip lit up dimly, and cast a white light, and clouds rolled across the white light. Purple crown and black clothes, the sword is burning like a fire, and his appearance is dusty-this is the first traitor disciple in the wanted list: Bo Xi, every time I look at the jade slips, his picture must be the first to appear.

Just as Yutong was about to scroll down, Yuechu, who was very similar to the boy's corpse, was in the third place, but Boxi, who was looking at the picture in the picture, suddenly couldn't move his fingers.

Yanze waited for a while, but did not see the two people behind Huaying, and then turned his gaze back from Huaying in doubt, and saw Yutong staring at Huaying with his mouth open in a daze.

This scene looked very weird, as if Yutong was fascinated by...The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more times he has experienced the washing of the marrow and cutting the veins, the more thorough the muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and even completely reborn when he reached a very high level. It was only later that he broke through the lifespan of destiny, just like Yanze himself, although he has built a foundation, he is already an old man.Yutong came from the inner door, and used to think that he had seen too many young and beautiful fairies in the past, so he wouldn't look straight at a picture that he saw so often these days, right?This is still a man!
"Great Elder?" Yan Ze called softly, but Yu Tong turned a deaf ear.

Yanze was helpless, he couldn't remind too clearly in front of so many disciples, if he was embarrassed, he would definitely be blamed by Yutong, so just pretend he didn't see it, besides, he was also a little strange, this picture appeared every day Look, why didn't I see that Yutong was a little...

Thinking of this, Yan Ze also took a closer look at the painting, but also stayed there.

Of course, the picture in the jade slip will not change, because the first one is Bo Xi, not the moonrise that needs to be compared, so Yanze didn’t look carefully at the beginning, but when he noticed it, he found that behind the picture was by the wall of the dock In the row of guys standing there, there was a guy who happened to stand in front of and behind the picture presented by the jade slip, a guy in short brown coarse cloth, and a guy in a star crown feather coat.One is lifeless, the other is high-spirited—but the eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and even the shape of the face, chin, body, and posture are all modeled in the same mold, like!so similar!

Shocked, Yan Ze hurriedly glanced at the corpse of the young man on the table. This one resembled it too, even the squinting eyes. If one resembled it, it might be a coincidence, but two couldn't be a coincidence... Eh?Did the corpse have its eyes open?

Yutong stared blankly at Huaying, Yanze stared blankly at the corpse, the disciples felt very strange at this moment, as expected, this sandbar is an evil place.

This weird scene made many people feel chills in their hearts.

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(End of this chapter)