The next day, noon.
Several waves of heroes not far from Qingcheng Mountain had arrived at Shangqing Palace in advance. After worshiping in front of the soul, they were arranged by Qingcheng Sixiu's senior brother Wei Qingshu to stay in a guest room near Xiaoding and the others.
Xiao Ding and the others live in the east wing, while Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu live in the west wing, but there are already some more nuns from the Emei sect.
When Xiao Ding walked out of the room, he already saw some martial arts people in the yard. Fortunately, he didn't recognize any of them, so unnecessary greetings were omitted.
He was so dizzy from sleeping that he was going to sit in the pavilion last night and enjoy the cold air.
When he was approaching the pavilion, he saw Zhou Ziheng sitting in the pavilion from a distance, blowing smoke leisurely from his mouth.
There was another person sitting opposite Zhou Ziheng, a Taoist priest in Qingyi.
Liu Changfeng, Changfeng swordsman Liu Changfeng.
Xiao Ding never expected that he would meet Liu Changfeng here. It seemed that Xiao Yezi didn't know that Liu Changfeng had arrived. He had known that he had just asked her to come with him.
"Liu Daxia, what kind of wind brought you here? You're fine!" Before Xiao Ding arrived, the voice arrived first.
Liu Changfeng did not look back and said with a smile: "Thank you, Young Master Laoding is in my heart."
While they were talking, Xiao Ding's men walked into the pavilion and sat down.
Xiao Ding picked up a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect it was you."
Liu Changfeng looked a little sad: "Wudang and Qingcheng are not far away, and I am a close friend of Master Zhao, so I should come to see him off on his last journey."
Xiao Ding suddenly understood that this was the case.
The Wudang Sect and the Qingcheng Sect were both cultivators, and Zhao Wuji and Liu Changfeng were both masters of swordsmanship. Naturally, they were in constant contact with each other. No wonder Liu Changfeng looked a little miserable when he saw Zhao Wuji's body.
"Uncle Feng! It's really you." Ye Rongqiu had already rushed over, so excited that he couldn't speak.
"Well, it's me, are you okay?" Liu Changfeng's voice was also a little excited.
"I'm okay, no, not good. You left me without saying goodbye that day, which made me very sad." Ye Rongqiu showed her daughterlike attitude at this time.
It's no wonder that Liu Changfeng has been by her side since she was only eight or nine years old. Although Liu Changfeng is usually stern, in Ye Rongqiu's heart, his feelings for Liu Changfeng are better than those of his relatives.
"Hey!" A voice of anger broke the warmth of the reunion.
A figure swooped into the pavilion, snatched the tea from Xiao Ding's hand, tilted her neck, and drank it all in one gulp. She glared at Xiao Ding and said angrily: "Are you still in the mood to drink tea here?"
Xiao Ding pinched his brows helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Miss Tang, why are you so crazy?"
Tang Qingqing shouted: "Crazy, you actually said that I am crazy, hum, I am not crazy, but everyone in the Qingcheng faction is going crazy."
Xiao Ding smiled and said: "Why are they going crazy? Are they jumping up and down all day doing nothing like you and are going crazy?"
Tang Qingqing sneered: "Not just jumping up and down, those Taoist priests of the Qingcheng Sect are about to explode."
Xiao Ding frowned and asked, "Oh, you should tell me."
Tang Qingqing blinked and said with a smile: "The more you want to know, the more I won't tell you, who made you be so cruel to me just now, huh."
Xiao Ding sighed deliberately and said slowly: "Well, since you won't tell me, I have no choice but to stop asking. I don't want to know anyway. I'm dizzy from sleeping. It would be nice to drink tea here."
After saying that, he ignored Tang Qingqing, poured another cup of tea in his hand, blew it gently, and sipped it leisurely.
Tang Qingqing also poured herself a cup of tea angrily, drank it all in one gulp, turned around and looked into the distance, ignoring Xiao Ding.
Tea in winter gets cold quickly, and she is not afraid of getting burned.
She was sure that Xiao Ding would be unable to bear it first, and she wanted Xiao Ding to beg her to speak.
It's a pity that Xiao Ding seems to have forgotten about it. No one mentioned it at all. He just chatted with Zhou Ziheng and the others.
No one seemed interested in what she just said.
Tang Qingqing almost cried in anger, but then she thought about it, you guys obviously want to bet with me to see who can keep calm. Okay, I will show you that I, Miss Tang, am not someone to be trifled with.
"I heard that the uncle of the Four Great Masters in Qingcheng has disappeared. It's the old Taoist named Yue Wuhua. At this time, he should have been in charge of the abbot's affairs in the palace, but who knew that he had disappeared all day." Tang Qingqing said slowly and leisurely, Talk to yourself.
Xiao Ding poured another cup of tea without saying a word. He knew in his heart that if he asked now, Tang Qingqing would stop talking.
Sure enough, when no one answered, Tang Qingqing continued: "Others thought he might have been overworked and overslept. The people who went to ask him to eat during lunch time found that he was not in the room. It was really strange."
This matter is indeed a bit strange. There are rituals in the Shangqing Palace, and he has to preside over all important affairs and receive visiting guests. At this time, Yue Wuhua will never go out for no reason.
No one dared to answer Tang Qingqing's words. Everyone knew Miss Tang's temper. She had been annoyed by Xiao Ding just now. The more they wanted to know now, the less likely she would say it.
"How could such a good person think of jumping off a cliff to commit suicide? I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out." Tang Qingqing shook her head deliberately and sighed.
Jump off a cliff and commit suicide?
Xiao Ding really couldn't bear it anymore.
He smiled and said: "You win. I apologize to you, Miss Tang. I shouldn't have been harsh on you just now. Please clarify the matter quickly."
Tang Qingqing turned back and stared at him, blinked and smiled: "What did you call me? When did your memory become so bad? Do you want me to remind you?"
Xiao Ding had a smile on his face and said in a low voice: "Okay, Qingqing, that's it. Please explain this clearly quickly. This is not a joke."
Tang Qingqing knew that she couldn't joke about this, and Ye Rongqiu also knew that, otherwise she would have left in anger. The way Xiao Ding and Tang Qingqing flirted in front of her just now really made her very angry.
Tang Qingqing said seriously: "I just heard from some nuns in the west wing courtyard that the Taoist priests of the Qingcheng Sect have been searching for several hours but still can't find Yue Wuhua. I was also curious, so I went to find a young Taoist priest to inquire. After a while, he said that the men arranged by Qingcheng Sixiu found a scabbard on a cliff at Pengzu Peak, and that scabbard belonged to Yue Wuhua."
Xiao Ding stood up and said: "You go to the main hall first, I will come back when I go."
After saying that, he spread his body skills and disappeared in a flash.
Tang Qingqing was so angry that she stamped her feet. Xiao Ding left her alone and ran away again, but there was nothing she could do about it. Although she had almost recovered from the trauma on her chest, she still couldn't chase Xiao Ding. That boy His qinggong skills are not something that ordinary people can catch up with.
Xiao Ding walked around several cliffs and finally stopped on a cliff near the top of the mountain. Although it was a cliff, the terrain on the cliff was flat and there were no weeds or trees on the ground. It seemed that people often meditated and practiced here. sword.
I could faintly hear voices coming from under the cliff. Someone must have gone down to search for Yue Wuhua. The place where Yue Wuhua's sword scabbard was found should undoubtedly be here.
Xiao Ding carefully checked the ground and confirmed that there were no traces of fighting. There were some dry and hard footprints on the ground, which were obviously left by people who came to the mountain to practice martial arts on weekdays. However, there was a set of strange footprints.
That set of footprints was deeper than other places. The footprints were walking towards the cliff step by step. Xiao Ding reached out and took out a small amount of soil on the footprints and pinched it with his fingers. Yes, it was not dry and hard. Obviously They are fresh footprints.
He pondered, could it be that Yue Wuhua was still carrying something heavy when he jumped from here? Otherwise, how could he have made such deep footprints.
He put his head over the cliff and looked into the abyss. With the naked eye, he could only see a patch of green and a thick forest at the bottom of the cliff.
Shangqing Palace, outside the main hall.
The Taoist priests of the Qingcheng Sect all looked sad and angry.
Yue Wuhua has been found, and of course all he found was a body.
To be precise, this can no longer be counted as a corpse.
Yue Wuhua fell from a high altitude. His clothes were torn by branches and rocks and were in tatters. There was no intact skin all over his body, his limbs were broken and twisted, and his internal organs were damaged beyond recognition.
The corpse was placed on a white cloth, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Tang Qingqing and Ye Rongqiu couldn't bear to look anymore and turned their heads to the side.
Qingcheng Sixiu knelt on the ground, both eyes were red.
At such a sad moment, Xiao Ding remained unmoved. He walked step by step towards the body on the ground, leaned down and squatted on the ground.
He turned Yue Wuhua's head straight, and sure enough he found a wound on his throat.
Sword wound, one sword pierced the throat.
This is the second person to die from this sword technique.
Both of them are very prestigious people in the martial arts world, and both of them are from the Qingcheng sect.
Zhou Ziheng sighed: "Another sword pierced the throat. Who is this person?"
Liu Changfeng said coldly: "No matter who it is, I only know that there are not many people in the world who have this kind of swordsmanship."
Xiao Ding said calmly: "You are wrong. There are many people with this kind of swordsmanship."
Liu Changfeng frowned and said, "Am I wrong again?"
Xiao Ding chuckled, looked at Liu Changfeng and said, "Yes, you guessed wrong again."
"Oh? Please tell me where I went wrong." Liu Changfeng said calmly. He was not as excited this time as he was in Shaolin Temple.
Xiao Ding stood up, wiped his hands, and said, "Because Taoist Yue also died at the hands of an acquaintance!"
"Why do you see it?" Liu Changfeng asked.
Everyone looked at Xiao Ding. Liu Changfeng's question was exactly what they wanted to ask.
Xiao Ding took a few steps and said solemnly: "The martial arts between Master Zhao and Taoist Yue should be between equals, but this time, Taoist Yue drew his sword. Judging from the scabbard found at the scene, at that time Taoist priest Yue must have been very angry. After he pulled out the sword, he dropped the scabbard on the ground. This was a sign of his murderous intention and preparation for a fight to the death, rather than a competition with others. "
Liu Changfeng asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"
Xiao Ding said calmly: "Because I have already been to the cliff in the back mountain, where Daoist Yue fell off the cliff. There were no signs of fighting at the scene. It can be seen that when Daoist Yue drew his sword, the murderer did not fight with him. But what method was used to stabilize him so that Taoist Yue felt that he was not in danger, and then he took action unexpectedly and pierced his throat with a sword. "
Liu Changfeng said: "There were no signs of a fight at the scene. Doesn't it mean that the murderer acted very quickly and Taoist Yue had no time to react?"
Xiao Ding looked at him and said: "Do you remember Master Zhao? He was the first one to chase him out. He also had a sword in his hand, but he didn't draw it out, but Daochang Yue's sword was drawn out. This This proves that the murderer did not dare to formally fight with them. Maybe he chose the unexpected sneak attack just because he did not want to alarm others, which does not mean that his sword skills are not good. But when others were not alert, he struck with the tip of the sword three points into the throat. , Sword Qi seals the throat, I believe there are many people who can do this. "
Liu Changfeng said coldly: "It's a pity that all this is just your guess."
Xiao Ding smiled and said, "I also hope that all this is just speculation."
On Qingcheng Mountain, the wind roared and the cranes roared, and the grass and trees were all covered with soldiers.
Everyone has felt that there are murderous intentions in the darkness.
