The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Ji Siye patted the dirt off his body, frowned and said: "So what should we do next?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm looking for the truth."

Wen Youqing patted her chest and said, "Silly junior sister, I'm here to help you solve the case!"

Chapter 263: Ji Siye, you are also a big fool

"Detective, huh, just you?"

Ji Siye sneered and said, "Big Sister, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but I really sincerely hope that you can position yourself more accurately. Do you think you are playing some detective game?"

"Shut up, don't interrupt when Senior Sister is talking, listen to what Senior Sister says."

Wen Youqing took advantage of being slightly taller than Ji Siye and knocked her on the head. Perhaps Ji Siye was used to a life of luxury in Nanposo Continent, so she stood there in a daze after being hit.

In her previous life, Wen Youqing liked to educate her like this. Relying on her status as a senior sister, she always said some outrageous things.

For example, "Never fight with the wind. No matter how high your cultivation is, if the wind doesn't hurt you, you will catch a cold." "You can't use long-range magic to attack foxes, because if the opponent is a reflective fox, the attack will be reflected back."

The young Wen Youqing looked so serious, as if what she said was the truth.

And Ji Siye......

She actually believed it when she was a child!

It was not until later when Wen Youqing explained these theories to his master and his master shook his head and smiled bitterly that Ji Siye understood one thing.

It’s bad, I feel like I’ve been cheated.

"Good good."

Ji Siye smiled and asked, "So, Senior Sister, how are you going to solve the case now?"

"That's easy to say."

Wen Youqing crossed his arms and said, "First, we need to verify whether the Pope is dead or not. If you ask me, this is probably all a play by that bad woman. She won't die that easily."

"Oh?"

Ji Siye was stunned. She didn't expect that her senior sister could actually foresee such a thing. This was obviously not proportional to her walnut-sized brain. Could it be that her senior sister had grown a brain?

So she asked in confusion: "Why do you think so?"

Wen Youqing gritted her teeth and said, "Of course there is a basis for that. As the saying goes, a bastard who lives for a thousand years lives like a tortoise who lives for ten thousand years. That bad woman even cheated me of my candied haws. She is at least a bastard. There is no problem for her to live for a thousand years!"

Ji Siye was stunned: "But the Pope has lived for a thousand years. Don't you know that the ceremony you are attending is her Millennium Ceremony?"

Wen Youqing: “?”

Her expression suddenly changed, and she said in fear: "Is the Pope really dead?"

Ji Siye: “….”

The girl was silent for a moment, then said, "Forget it, I'll take you to investigate the case. I'm afraid you'll take me to some remote mountain valley."

"Although but..." Wen Youqing wanted to refute, but couldn't say it, so he could only sigh: "Okay."

Ji Siye, who had gained the power to make decisions, began to think.

She didn't believe that the Pope had died.

The first thing that needs to be confirmed now is whether the corpse with the sword piercing the chest is the Pope.

After all, she had only made a simple confirmation last night before rushing out to capture the criminal. Although at first glance it seemed that the dead person was the Pope, there were thousands of ways to fake it, and it was relatively easy to temporarily deceive Ji Siye.

She needed to reconfirm whether the dead person was Ji Qixue.

However, the Demon Palace is now heavily guarded, and the banquet venue is also surrounded by heavy troops. If you want to rush in rashly, you will be asking for death.

What should I do?

"Speaking of which, Si Ye, I am just saying that there is a hypothesis, but it may not be correct. Is it possible that the person who died was not the Pope himself?"

Just as Ji Siye was thinking, Wen Youqing asked a question.

Ji Siye thought about it and replied:

"It's hard to explain, but I once saw a technique book in the Pope's room. That technique can create a mortal body that looks the same as the original body, but cannot inherit any of the original body's abilities. It is just an ordinary person. The practitioner's soul can flow back and forth between the two bodies, controlling the original body and the mortal body."

"That's it!"

Wen Youqing clapped her hands: "Is there a possibility that the dead pope was just the pope's mortal body, not her real body?"

"How do I know this?"

Ji Siye sighed: "I have thought about this guess a long time ago, but there is one thing I can't explain clearly."

"what?"

"Why did the Pope want to frame you?"

Ji Siye said seriously: "You have nothing to do with Nanposozhou, what's the point of framing you? Wen Youqing, tell me the truth, did you do something particularly excessive to cause the Pope's resentment?"

"Uh..." Wen Youqing thought for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Will attacking a bad woman with words cause her resentment?"

"This... Never mind. It's hard to say."

Ji Siye sighed again: "So, our most important goal now is to confirm whether the dead pope is Ji Qixue himself."

"You mean, if the corpse doesn't have any cultivation, then it means it wasn't the Pope who died, but her mortal body, and that bad woman is still planning everything behind the scenes?"

"That's right, Senior Sister, you have become smarter."

"But what if this corpse has some cultivation?"

Wen Youqing asked anxiously.

"Then... things are getting serious."

Ji Siye said solemnly: "If it were you, would you abandon your body that has been cultivated to the Mahayana level just to frame a little devil who called you a bad woman?"

Wen Youqing shook his head: "Of course not, you said I was stupid, but you can't treat me as stupid."

"This is the end."

Ji Siye spread his hands: "That means our guesses are all false. Ji Qixue is probably really dead."

"Oh."

Wen Youqing cleared his mind for a moment, then asked, "You and Ji Qixue had a good relationship, didn't you? Why aren't you sad at all when you heard that she died?"

"Because I don't believe she's dead."

Ji Siye pursed his lips and said, "At least that's what I think. She can't die so easily... She told me many of her wishes, such as peace and prosperity in the sea and rivers, and a peaceful country... She still has a lot of things to accomplish, and she won't die so easily."

"Definitely not."

......

......

"So, our goal now is to sneak into the Demon Palace and confirm the Pope's body?"

"Well, that's exactly it."

"So Si Ye, how can we sneak in? Do you have any special secret methods?"

"Of course."

"What? Tell me now!"

"The method is also very simple. It is roughly the same as the way you, stupid senior sister, came to the prison to save me."

"Huh? You mean we need to dig a tunnel?"

"No, I mean, we're going to go down the sewer."

"So they are roughly the same!"

"Doesn't this have the word 'Tao' in it?"

Wen Youqing: “???”

"Ji Siye, you are also a big fool."

264. There are three people

"I never thought that I, Wen Youqing, would have to crawl down the sewer one day."

"Stop talking, I, Siming, am still crawling with you, what do you have to be disgusted with?"

Ji Siye poked Wen Youqing's thigh fiercely: "Climb faster, you should have known I was ahead."

"Climb, climb, climb. I'm the best at climbing."

Wen Youqing muttered to himself as he quickened his pace.

This sewer has been abandoned for a long time, and the other end leading to the palace is blocked by stone bricks.

Although it is a sewer, there is actually no water in it. This was the exclusive passage that Ji Siye used to skip etiquette classes. She often escaped from the Demon Palace from here and went to the Holy City to play for a whole day.

As for the stone bricks at the other end, Ji Siye also blocked them with her own hands. After she completely succeeded Siming, no one could control her anymore, and there was no need for her to waste her time trying to escape and play.

I just didn’t expect that after so long, I would have the opportunity to climb again.

The previously spacious passage became narrow, and Ji Siye had to move forward almost by leaning his head.

"Snapped."

Wen Youqing pushed away the bricks and stones that blocked the exit, timidly poked his head out and looked around.

After seeing that the surroundings were empty and there were no guards, she felt relieved and sighed.

"Go away."

Ji Siye pushed Wen Youqing away unceremoniously from behind, emerged from the passage, straightened his dusty clothes, and muttered, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that the guards are only at the gate of the Demon Palace. Even they are not qualified to see the scene inside. Only the purple-robed bishops are qualified to deal with it, so there is no one patrolling inside."

"I'm just worried..."

Wen Youqing scratched his head and said to Ji Siye, "After all, we didn't follow the rules and sneaked in. We are thieves. What's wrong with feeling a little guilty?!"

"......Then you can be a thief. Is there a possibility that Sima Ming's duty is to wear the purple robe? I am just doing my job and have a clear conscience."

"Wow, Ji Siye, when did you learn to speak normal nonsense? If I hadn't rescued you from prison, you would probably still be crying right now."

"Tsk."

Ji Siye was too lazy to debate with Wen Youqing, she just waved her hand.

"follow me."

......

Ji Qixue was assassinated in the banquet hall.

Ji Siye couldn't be more familiar with it.

When she was young, she had three meals a day in the banquet hall. In addition to the delicacies from the imperial chef, Ji Qixue would occasionally cook a bowl of noodles for her when she felt like it.

As for the taste...

All I can say is that no one is perfect. Ji Qixue might be a good Pope, but he is definitely a bad cook.

But in order not to undermine her self-confidence, Ji Siye would always eat bit by bit with a frown on his face, and then take a big gulp of water.

At this time, Ji Qixue always reveals...a slightly happy smile?

Ji Si was getting closer and closer to the banquet hall at night.

She could even smell the pungent smell of blood.

Ji Siye was trembling all over.

She also knew that in order to deduce the murderer, the Archbishop would not be able to move any objects in the venue.

In other words, at this moment, she can stay at the original crime scene and observe carefully to see if there is anything strange.

She didn't believe that Ji Qixue was dead, she absolutely didn't believe it.

But when everything came into her eyes, Ji Siye's originally resolute inner defense seemed to collapse little by little.