When the lanterns first came on, Ying Shaoguang came to Jinghong Zhaoying.
Ling Bufei sent him to the Zhaoyue Platform and returned to the yard.
In Songtao Pavilion, Ling Yungao looked at the moving dots below and smiled silently.
"Sect Master." Xingzhi cautiously came in to serve tea.
After Qiu Yi Nong died, he found that he was the one who missed her the most. The only time the sect master showed sadness was on his face that day. The Qiu family came to visit him and left happily after receiving the benefits promised by the sect master. Only he would always think of her when making tea or serving her.
There was an empty, groundless fear deep in his heart, and for the first time he was deeply confused about the future. It would be nice if the autumn mood was here. Even if something happened, he wouldn't be the first one.
Ling Yungao responded casually and asked casually: "Xingzhi, you said that after the baby was born, Ying Shaoguang went to Jinghong to take a photo first. What does this mean?"
Xingzhi blinked and replied uncertainly: "I heard that the last time Junior Brother Ying went out, he happened to bump into the young sect leader, so they walked together. I guess we have some friendship?"
Ling Yungao nodded lightly and said softly: "Everyone of them is unreliable!"
He didn't mean it clearly, but Xingzhi knew that he was talking about Yang Xiangtian. In the past, Elder Yang was undoubtedly on the side of the sect leader, but now his disciple is running towards Jinghong Zhaoying. It is self-evident who to choose this time.
Xingzhi didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he bowed and retreated.
There was only one person left in Songtao Pavilion. Ling Yun picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The temperature of the water made him frown. He couldn't help but think of the autumn atmosphere that had already died without a burial place, and there was a vague feeling of regret in his heart.
When it comes to serving him, the autumn atmosphere is the most suitable for him. Xingzhi is also very attentive, but it lacks a little warmth. Maybe this is talent!
However, there is no resurrection after death, so we still have to look forward.
Ling Yungao threw the tea cup away, walked to the desk, and read the file again.
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Early in the morning, Beifeng left the Discipline Hall and moved his hands and feet.
He is the master of the Discipline Hall, responsible for disciplining the disciples and maintaining order. He is mainly responsible for verifying the events in the ring. He has been staying in the Discipline Hall for the past few days, constantly asking for confessions, and is very busy.
According to him, this matter is Bai Mengjin's suspicion array. She is the only demon cultivator in the sect. Who is the most beneficial to the demonic barrier in the restriction? Of course it’s herself! I'm afraid she arranged this deliberately to get herself off the hook.
But without evidence, the matter is stuck. No matter how he turned over and over to check the process of setting up the ring, nothing came of it.
"How long will this take?" Sad Wind asked himself.
He was a little impatient. If he couldn't find out, the matter couldn't be settled, and he couldn't deal with Bai Mengjin, let alone the dispute between the sect master and the young sect master...
But how do you ask him to check it? No means no!
"Hall Master, it's not good!" The disciple hurriedly came to report.
"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Bei Feng was dissatisfied, "What else could be bad?"
The disciple reported: "The young sect master is here, and he said that this place belongs to him."
Beifeng was stunned for a moment, and then got angry: "This is unreasonable! Even if he is the young sect master, he can't act like this! The sect leader allowed him to investigate on his own, but he didn't say that he could meddle in the Discipline Hall at will!"
The disciple smiled bitterly: "Master, we can't stop you!"
Useless things! Sad Feng walked back hummingly, and when he arrived at the front yard, there was indeed a commotion.
"Here, the table is set here!"
"Where are the files? Bring them all to me!"
"Where are the witnesses? Let them come over and question them one by one."
Seeing the commotion in the front yard, Beifeng held back his anger and walked over quickly: "Young Sect Leader!"
Ling Bufei glanced at him: "Oh, Uncle Beifeng, you're here just in time! Your Discipline Hall is really a bit shameful. I've been here for a while, and I can't even ask them to do a few small things."
"Hall Master." When the disciples saw him, they all saluted as if they were being pardoned.
Couldn't they handle that? I don’t dare! Of course, the files of the Discipline Hall cannot be handed over to others casually.
However, the young sect master has the sect master's order in his hand, so he can control them...
Beifeng took a deep breath and asked, "What are you doing here, young master? Don't you distrust us? Do you still want to read our files?"
"Listen and you will understand!" Ling Bufei said with a smile, "You have the most complete things here, and it saves me the trouble of looking for them again, right?"
Beifeng was not happy: "Then the young sect master should look for it again. If something goes wrong, the young sect master will accuse me of the Discipline Hall."
"Is there any problem? I'll know after checking it, right?" Ling Bufei smiled with a smile on his face, but his words were not polite at all, "Or is there something fishy in the Discipline Hall that Master Beifeng doesn't want me to check? "
Beifeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said angrily: "Young Sect Leader, don't be slanderous. We all follow the rules. I dare not say that we have not missed a clue, at least we will not give in."
"Really?" Ling Bufei fanned the file, "Since my uncle is so confident, let me take a look. Otherwise, I can only go to my uncle and say that your Discipline Hall has violated the orders of the sect master. See it in your eyes."
Beifeng was so angry at him that his chest heaved for a while, and finally he flicked his sleeves and said, "Young Sect Master, you can take a look if you want! I'm right here, I want to see what the Young Sect Master finds out!"
Ling Bufei was satisfied and called out: "Axu!"
"Yes." Baili Xu waved, and a group of people cheered in from outside.
They squeezed out the deacons in the Discipline Hall, those who moved tables and chairs, and those who were looking for files. They quickly occupied the magpie's nest and occupied the middle hall.
Then they began to work as if no one was around.
They rehearsed confessions, read directories, and even audited accounts.
Beifeng was confused: "What are you doing with the account book?"
"Of course, we need to check if there is any problem in the Discipline Hall." Ling Bufei replied matter-of-factly, "Maybe someone was working inside and outside and wiped out all the evidence?"
The account books of the Discipline Hall must go through him as the hall master. Doesn't this mean that he is suspected of colluding with others? The feeling of sadness was so intense that smoke came out from all the seven orifices.
"Young Sect Master, don't go too far! The Sect Master only allowed you to investigate the matter in the arena, but he didn't say..."
Ling Bufei interrupted him: "So, Master Beifeng, can you guarantee that your Discipline Hall is clean and there is nothing wrong with it? If you get a little bit of it, you will die as an apology."
Why do you want to die to apologize? He was not the one who killed him!
"Young Sect Leader, how can you argue so hard?"
"Master uncle, don't you dare?" Ling Bu smiled half-heartedly, "You didn't let me check, and I thought I was guilty! How about we go to my uncle to judge the matter?"
I can't speak properly! After going to the sect leader, one can imagine what the final result will be based on his noisy energy.
After feeling sad for a long time, he could only roll up his sleeves and said: "Check! If you want, Young Sect Leader, you can check! But if you can't find anything, you must give an explanation to our Discipline Hall!"
Ling Bufei said curiously: "What Uncle Bei Feng said makes no sense. Isn't it natural that we can't find anything? Could it be that you have made meritorious deeds? This kind of mentality is incredible."
"I……"
"Of course, I believe that Uncle Beifeng is innocent. Don't worry, we will help you clear your suspicions and give you justice."
The sad wind is incredible.
Hey, what you are saying is that bringing people to break into the Discipline Hall will actually help him?
