Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 571: Fu Hong's Death, Wuxin's Arrival
"Fu Hong is dead?"

In Tianqi City, Xueluo Villa, Xiao Se frowned after hearing Tang Lian's words. In fact, not only Tang Lian was a little surprised by this situation, but he was also confused.

Lei Wujie stood aside holding the Heart Sword. When he heard Tang Lian talking about this matter before, an idea came to his mind - sacrifice the pawn to save the king.

Now seeing Xiao Se's reaction, he added a sentence.

"Xiao Se, I suspect they are sacrificing the pawn to save the king."

Ye Ruoyi pinched her chin and nodded slightly.

"What Lei Wujie said is not without reason. This possibility is very high, especially in the officialdom. Abandoning the pawn to save the king is a common method they use. As long as their foundation is not damaged, they will definitely be able to make a comeback in the future."

Xiao Se stood there, his thoughts began to churn, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including alertness, coldness, and even a hint of emotion.

At this moment, Tang Lian suddenly spoke up, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"There is another possibility. What if the people who killed people in the Imperial Academy and Jixia Academy were not Wu Jingqi and Li Dangxin?"

The others were shocked. Indeed, what Tang Lian said was possible.

"Brother, are you saying that the murderer is still in Tianqi?"

At this point, the eyes of everyone present suddenly turned cold.

"There is so much injustice in the world, blood leads to thunder!!"

If that person is still in Tianqi, then the students who have left the Jixia Academy and the ministers who are in charge of the examinations will probably become fish on the chopping board of the other party.

"What Senior Brother said is not impossible. Let's wait and see!"

"If the real murderer is still in Tianqi, then he would definitely not kill only one person..."

Tang Lian and the others nodded. Judging from the current situation, the person who took action was definitely not a merciful person.

If that person is really still in Apocalypse, then Fu Hong’s death is definitely not the end, but a new beginning.

"This letter was written by Fu Hong to the Minister of Works, Sun Jingxuan, saying that the Wenxian Pavilion built by my father will be completed soon, but some of the materials are still insufficient, and he wants to know what to do with it."

In Xiao Se's hand was the letter that Tang Lian had searched out from Fu Hong's house before. Tang Lian had actually read the contents of the letter. At that time, he was really afraid that it was a secret letter, and the murderer would follow the clues and kill Sun Jingxuan, and things would become increasingly out of control.

"We had already visited Sun Jingxuan before he came back, and there was nothing unusual there."

Tang Lian shook her head, thinking that she had been too sensitive before. If Sun Jingxuan was really involved with Fu Hong and others, the murderer would not have left the letter behind. After all, the letter was in a conspicuous place on the table.

"It won't be long before Fu Hong's death is discovered. Tang Lian and the others have been to the scene. Do we need to use it?"

Ye Ruoyi thought of something. As the situation in Tianqi was tense and everyone was on the alert, the fact that Tang Lian and her companions had been to Fu Hong's house might not be hidden from the Dali Temple. If those people in the court tried to add insult to injury, they would be in a very passive position.

A qualified strategist can often think one or even two steps ahead. Ye Ruoyi is calm and sharp, and well versed in the art of power. When things developed to this point, she saw the hidden dangers at a glance.

Xiao Se frowned. What Ye Ruoyi said made sense. They had to take precautions early.

"Humph, they dare!!"

When Sikong Qianluo heard this, the spear in his hand shook, and his tone was somewhat unfriendly. They didn't do it in the first place, but they still wanted to frame them. Did they really think that they didn't dare to kill people when they were in the mysterious realm? Or that they couldn't kill people?

"Amitabha~~"

At this moment, a Buddhist verse came over.

Wuxin, dressed in white, walked over. Seeing that the other party was still bald, Lei Wujie couldn't help but tease him.

"Wuxin, I think you've become addicted to being a monk. You've even become the leader of the Tianwaitian Sect, but you don't even grow your hair."

Wuxin smiled softly.

"Three thousand hairs are not as good as having a heart without anything. Having hair is heartless, and not having hair is also heartless. So what is the difference between having hair and not having hair?"

Lei Wujie was stunned. When it came to Zen and Taoism, how could he be Wuxin's opponent? After the other party's sermon, he didn't know what to say.

"You are such a good monk. You just came here and started talking nonsense. We don't have anyone here who can discuss with you. If you want to discuss, there is a master in the backyard. Don't come here to bother us!" A hint of interest appeared in Wuxin's eyes.

"Miss Qianluo, are you talking about the master facing the wall in Hanshan Temple?"

There is only one character difference between Hanshan and Hanshui, so he felt close to them. What's more, the other party was also a monk and learned from Master Dabei, so he became even more interested.

"Yeah~~ Do you dare to go?"

Sikong Qianluo had a smile in his eyes.

Wuxin's eyes moved slightly, and then he shook his head helplessly.

"Let it go! Lei Wujie is right. I am now the leader of Tianwai Tian. If that master really wants to subdue demons, I won't be able to resist."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se smiled and shook his head.

"How come you have time to come to my place today?"

Wuxin took three or two steps to Xiao Se and looked him up and down.

"Before I could congratulate him, the genius from back then finally came back and traveled to the mysterious realm. Not bad, not bad."

Xiao Se's mouth twitched. For some reason, he didn't hear much congratulations from this monk and his tone.

"Looking for a fight?"

Wuxin smiled awkwardly.

"How could that be?? I can't beat you now. Even though I'm bald, my head hasn't been kicked by a donkey. How can I be so careless as to ask for a beating?"

Xiao Se withdrew his gaze, raised his head and looked towards the yard. The rain outside had not stopped yet.

"Monk, what do you think about Fu Hong's matter?"

Wu Xin pinched his chin, his eyes became somewhat distant, and a little light bloomed in the depths of his calm eyes.

"Wuxin??"

Seeing that Wuxin didn't move for a long time, Lei Wujie couldn't help but call him again.

"Ok??"

Wu Xin turned and looked at Lei Wujie with a hint of doubt.

Lei Wujie's mouth twitched.

"Isn't Xiao Se asking you what you think about this matter?"

Wuxin seemed to suddenly understand.

"Look with your eyes!!"

When everyone heard this answer, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You are so good, Wuxin, I think you are just itching for trouble."

Lei Wujie's face turned dark, and he was about to take action.

Wuxin quickly reached out to stop him.

"No, no, no, you reckless man. If I hadn't reached the Mysterious Realm yet, I would have to teach you a lesson. A gentleman uses words instead of fists. Do you know that?"

As he was talking, Wuxin's eyes suddenly became somewhat resentful. Before, the realms of these two people were not as good as his own. After not seeing each other for just a few days, the two of them seemed to be injected with chicken blood and became trance-like.

"However, I find this matter a little strange. I might as well tell you something. The old ancestor of Tianwaitian seems to be happy to see this happen."

(End of this chapter)