What?
This sentence rang in everyone's ears, like a bolt from the blue, and everyone was stunned on the spot for a while.
After a while, the noise suddenly overturned the old house and broke the tranquility.
"What did you say?! Tell me clearly!" Jiang Huai, as the leader of the alliance, had the ugliest expression on his face. With just one step, he arrived in front of the messenger, almost picking up his collar and asking.
The disciple who reported the news looked anxious and stammered:
"That's right, the leader of the Tianzhan Sect was recuperating in the station house, but suddenly there was the sound of fighting. Someone went in to check and found that the person had been killed. Then someone came to report that the person is still outside..."
The rest of the words were inaudible to everyone.
The leader of the Tianzhan Sect was actually taken advantage of by someone to be slaughtered... This was undoubtedly a bomb-like news that made everyone present feel dizzy.
He even doubted whether he really got rid of the "illusion" and left the underground palace.
"The leader... was killed..." Suddenly, the one-eyed deputy leader in the crowd, representing the Tianzhan sect to participate in today's alliance, felt as if he had been struck by lightning, with many complex emotions appearing on his face.
There was shock, confusion, and a hint of joy, and then all turned into raging anger:
"Who is it?! Who did it?"
The messenger turned pale as he stared at him with one eye, and he waved his hands hurriedly and said:
"I don't know, the murderer ran away after killing..."
The old doctor frowned and said:
"With only such a short time, how can the other party succeed? It's full of calculations. It hasn't been long since the masters of the Tianzhan Sect left their base and came here. Besides, there are so many heroes gathered together, who is so bold?"
The messenger was stunned for a moment and said cautiously:
"It's not a short time, everyone has been here for two hours. The people from the Tianzhan sect also went to eat at noon, so their guard was relaxed, which gave the murderer an opportunity."
Two hours? !
After hearing these words, everyone was startled for a moment, then raised their heads and looked at the sun, their expressions changing with horror.
Master Wuxin said in a deep voice:
"We were trapped in the underground palace for longer than we thought. It should be an illusion caused by the formation."
In their perception, only one stick of incense entered.
But in fact, it is not the case.
And the murder happened at this time... Suddenly, Ding Huan, a "famous figure in the world" in the crowd, suddenly turned his head and looked at Ji Pingan, his eyes as sharp as an eagle:
"Master Li, you should explain this matter."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's attention was attracted, and some people looked surprised, not knowing what to make of these words.
Ding Huan narrowed his eyes and said:
"Although Ding is not a police officer, he also knows a simple truth, which is to find a motive when chasing a murderer. The leader of the Tianzhan sect is the pillar of the 'Xinwu' sect. He was seriously injured the day before yesterday and was assassinated today. It is obvious that the old weapon obtained The greatest benefit...and it just so happens that we were led into the underground palace by you just now, this is too much of a coincidence."
As soon as these words were thrown out, it caused an uproar.
Obviously, in the context of the competition between the old and new martial arts, the person who has the most "motivation" to assassinate the leader of the Tiancan Sect is the strong man of the old martial arts.
And Ji Ping'an helped Chen Qingsheng, but he was branded as an old martial artist, and he happened to be the one who opened the underground palace, which aroused suspicion.
Suddenly, the eyes of a large group of people from the Xinwu sect, including the Tiancan sect, changed, and they stared at Ji Ping'an with vigilance and suspicion.
"You're talking nonsense!" An old man in the old school suddenly yelled:
"Old thief Ding Huan is good at stirring up trouble. After walking in the world for a long time, who is not a group of enemies? In the fight the day before yesterday, our old martial arts had a great victory, why should we use such despicable methods? Besides, Mr. Li has always been with us, how can we tolerate it? Are you slandering?"
The one who spoke was a well-known boxer among the old school martial arts.
He is a good friend of Chen Qingsheng and has formed an alliance today. He is also a representative of the old school. He was also one of the older martial artists who commented in the crowd during the battle in the martial arts arena the day before yesterday.
"Mr. Xu is right!"
"Old thief Ding is really shameless and throws dirty water around."
"I'm afraid it's not you, Xinwu, who directs and acts on your own, to frame people!"
Immediately, a group of old-school warriors responded and cursed endlessly.
Ding Huan was scolded in public, his face turned ugly, and he said:
"Always together? Are you sure? After entering the maze of the underground palace just now, if my guess is correct, everyone present must have fallen into the illusion alone. During this period, if someone took the opportunity to leave to kill and then return, wouldn't it be perfect? And Mr. Li Since you have the ability to open the underground palace, you must also have a good understanding of the maze in it."
The old man named Xu Ming choked and found it difficult to refute.
Lu Qing next to him suppressed his anger and said:
"Mr. Ding's words are wrong. If you intend to kill people, why use this method to create an escape opportunity? Wouldn't it just make people suspicious? Master Li opened the underground palace in public, but it proves that he has a magnanimous mind."
Everyone in Jiuwu applauded and thought it was reasonable.
The new martial arts faction was furious and seemed to point its finger at the old martial arts faction headed by Ji Ping'an.
"enough!"
Suddenly, Jiang Huai shouted loudly, suppressing the arrogance of both parties. The middle-aged alliance leader in purple had protruding veins on his forehead and was quite troubled by this accident.
He was silent for a moment and looked at Ji Ping'an with a deep look:
"Master Li, what do you have to say?"
At this time, people remembered that Ji Ping'an had been watching with cold eyes from beginning to end and had not yet spoken.
"Me?" Ji Ping'an was named, thought for a while, shook his head and said:
"This matter has nothing to do with me. The underground palace formation can trap even Alliance Leader Jiang. Do you think I can avoid it?"
After a pause, he said again:
"In addition, when the murderer struck, it was noon when the defenses were lax. I want to ask, if this underground palace had not been opened, where would we be at this time?"
Jiang Huai hesitated and said:
"According to the agenda, matters will be discussed in the hall."
Ji Ping'an nodded gently, thoughtfully:
"In other words, the murderer originally planned to pick me and wait until they were discussing important matters."
Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then lowered his head to think.
At this time, seeing that the two of them couldn't come up with anything in their conversation, the deputy head of the Tiancan Sect said angrily:
"Leader Jiang, this happened in Qixia Town, and the Martial Arts Alliance must give an explanation!"
Jiang Huai came back to his senses, faced the gazes of a large group of people, and said with a stiff head:
"As the leader of the alliance, I must give you an explanation! It's just that this matter is complicated and confusing. In the absence of conclusive evidence, I hope you can temporarily suppress your anger and don't let your emotions get carried away and fight with each other to avoid the pain of your loved ones and hatred. The quickest."
With some righteous and awe-inspiring words, Jiang Huai calmed down the emotions of all parties. Jiang Huai looked at the collapsed entrance to the underground palace with some regret and said:
"It's meaningless to talk here. It's better to go to the scene first."
Everyone looked at each other and had no choice but to agree.
…
…
The alliance was forced to be suspended, and a large group of people left the former residence of the old alliance leader, ran along the streets of the town, and soon arrived at the headquarters of the "Tiancan Sect".
Outside a separate courtyard.
At this moment, a large number of Jianghu people who came after hearing the news had gathered outside the hospital, making it look particularly chaotic.
Jiang Huai took the lead and tore through the crowd. When he walked into the courtyard, he saw a group of Tiancan Sect disciples waiting anxiously. He couldn't help crying when the deputy leader returned.
I don’t know how much true feeling or how much performance.
"Where is the body?" Jiang Huai comforted him for a moment and asked.
"It's in the back house."
A martial artist with a broken arm led a group of people into the courtyard. They saw the door of the house wide open, and inside was the master of Tiancan Sect lying on his back.
The thick robes on the middle-aged man's shoulders were piled on the ground, revealing his upper body covered with steel plates.
Two arms with tangled muscles and shimmering gray-white luster hung limply on the ground, tied with blood-stained white bandages.
One hand is still holding the iron chain, and at the end of the iron chain is a heavy hammer placed in the corner.
At this moment, there was a scarlet and ferocious wound on his neck, which was almost severed. The eyes on his head were wide open, as if he was still in disbelief before he died.
"There are simple traces of fighting, but not much. It should have been sneaked in while recovering from injuries. After discovering it, he wanted to fight back, but he was a step too late."
Under Jiang Xiaotang's slit cheongsam, she stretched out her long legs and took a few steps in the room to make a judgment.
Immediately, the proprietress of the intelligence agency walked over to the body, squatted down, gently touched the neck wound with two slender fingers, and said:
"It's a sword wound. The murderer should be a master of using swords. His technique is very clean and neat. Different weapons cut the skin and the shapes of the wounds are different."
She raised her gooseneck and looked at everyone with a serious expression:
"I'm not a tycoon, so I can only roughly see this."
Sword wound...
Hearing this, everyone at the door turned their attention to the sword scabbard on Ji Ping'an's waist.
He also recalled the scene when he drew his sword and killed members of the Heaven and Earth Society at the end of the fight in the martial arts arena that day.
His eyes suddenly became ambiguous.
Jiang Huai turned to look at the old doctor and said:
"What do you think of Medicine King?"
The sloppy Medicine King in a gray robe shook his head and said:
"I only know how to cure diseases, but I don't know how to kill people."
After a pause, he sniffed the air gently and added:
"But if the old man is right, in addition to the smell of wound medicine, there is also a smell of poison in this room. The murderer may have used poisonous smoke to numb the human brain."
Master Wuxin, who wore a crown and dressed as a monk, had a cold expression:
"The leader of the Tiancan Sect was seriously injured. He inhaled the poisonous smoke due to lack of precautions. His spiritual sense became more and more sluggish. He did calculations in his head but not intentionally. He died unjustly."
There was a Tianzan sect disciple in the courtyard with an angry look on his face. He felt that these words were too harsh, but he remembered Master Wuxin's reputation as being too ruthless, so he endured it:
The Tiancan sect originally relied on new weapons to rise, and its strength was relatively weak. Now that the sect leader was killed, they were not willing to provoke strong enemies.
Jiang Huai pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the crowd, cupped his hands and said:
"Which Qi Sect master is familiar with the method of summoning spirits? Maybe he can give it a try."
Yu Yu in the crowd sniffed and was eager to give it a try, but he gave Ji Ping'an a look and held back.
"I'll do it." A Qimen monk in his forties or fifties, dressed as a Taoist, sighed and walked out.
No one stopped him, it was obvious that this was someone with some reputation in the world.
The old Taoist priest stepped forward, took out the incense candles from his bag, spread them on the ground, and lit them.
He then took out a peach wood sword with a burnt black end, made seals with one hand, and muttered words.
Yu Yu's disdain was even worse:
The method of asking spirits is a basic skill that orthodox Taoist monks must master.
But in this wild world, the steps mastered by the so-called "Qi Sect" monks are much more complicated.
Finally, after the old Taoist priest finished casting the spell and reciting the incantation, he picked up the mahogany sword and pointed at the corpse:
"The soul is back!"
Covered with steel plates, in Ji Ping'an's aesthetic, the corpse of the leader of the Tiancan Sect is motionless in a somewhat "martial arts cyber" style.
"..." The old Taoist priest pointed out the second sword:
"The soul is back!"
"Return!"
"Come!"
After struggling for a long time, some traces of illusory and broken shadows floated out from the corpse, opened its mouth, and dispersed when the wind blew.
The old Taoist priest bitterly handed over his hand:
"The leader of the alliance is laughing. The murderer used some means to almost destroy the remnant soul of Tiancan Sect Master and cannot summon it out."
Ji Ping watched the whole process, and now he also frowned and came up with the same answer as the other party.
Can't summon the spirit!
The expressions of many people present changed. Different from the orthodox cultivation world, the martial arts community occupies the vast majority and they are not proficient in magic. Therefore, killing each other will hardly deal with the "soul".
"It seems that the murderer is not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also knows how to use poison, and also knows some strange methods." Jiang Huai sighed, "It seems that it is not a temporary move, but has been planned for a long time."
After holding it in for a long time, Pei Qian finally found an opportunity and plucked up the courage to speak:
"You have seen it, it has been planned for a long time! We were invited to visit the former residence, and it was an invitation given the night before!"
The third young master was indignant and stood firmly with Ji Ping'an.
A warrior at Hell Gate said quietly:
"Who knows if you have been planning this for a long time? Otherwise, why would you suddenly intervene in our fight? Are you going to side with Longhu Mountain?"
Another person also said:
"He has extraordinary swordsmanship and masters strange techniques. Oh, I heard that Mr. Li claims to be a hexagram master. He knows both martial arts and strange hexagram techniques. Isn't it a perfect fit?"
The warriors of the old school retorted:
"Can you say one more thing?"
"Practice new martial arts and you've damaged your brain!"
"If you have the guts to challenge me in a one-on-one fight, if you ask me, you can kill well..."
Seeing the quarrel started again, Jiang Huai frowned, spoke out to suppress it, and then said:
"No matter how injured the leader of the Tiancan Sect is, he is definitely not someone who can be plotted by ordinary young people. The murderer is most likely to be someone who has broken through the nine realms, and there is a high probability that he is not among us. Compared with the so-called taking advantage of the opportunity to assassinate, and then return It’s a bit far-fetched to say... In my opinion, it’s better to investigate first.”
He turned around and ordered the members of the Martial Arts Alliance:
"Send my order to immediately block the entrance and exit of Qixia Town and check whether anyone has gone out during this period."
"Second, refer to the list and invite the strong sword wielders in the town who have broken through the nine realms one by one. If anyone resists, capture them immediately!"
"Third, order someone to investigate whether there are any suspicious people near the Tianzhan Sect from last night to now."
Several orders were issued in succession, and each of the martial arts alliance disciples followed the order, highlighting one who acted vigorously and resolutely.
For a time, the entire Qixia Town seemed to be filled with a sense of solemnity.
Everyone was shocked, realizing that Jiang Huai was serious.
With so many people watching, if he, the alliance leader, could not thoroughly investigate the matter and give an explanation, the Wulin Alliance would exist in name only, and the originally planned suppression of the "Four Holy Religions" would also be aborted.
"As for everyone present," Jiang Huai looked around everyone and said:
"Although the suspicion is minimal, in order to convince the heroes in the town, please bear with me a little and go to the 'White Tiger Hall' with Jiang to have a test!"
White Tiger Hall!
Upon hearing this term, the martial artist present changed his color slightly, while Tingxue Louzhu and others suddenly remembered something and their eyes lit up.
"White Tiger?" Yu Yu looked confused. The information she collected did not include this: "What is that?"
It's an exclusive noun... Ji Pingan muttered in his heart, only to hear Pei Qian explain:
"It is said to be a magic weapon. Well, it can intimidate people. Under the deterrence of the white tiger, if you lie, you will be easily seen. On the contrary, if you have no evil intentions in your heart, you don't have to be afraid...
It is said that it was originally a magic weapon to intimidate the souls, but as a result, it was not very effective in killing enemies. Instead, it had great 'lie detection' ability, and it was almost completely defenseless when sitting in a well. "
Lie detector... Yu Yu shrank her neck. As a drama queen, she didn't like this thing.
"It has nothing to do with you, why are you panicking?" Ji Pingan glanced at her helplessly.
Yu Yu blinked his big eyes and lowered his voice:
"You really didn't do this?"
"..." Ji Pingan resisted the urge to pull her face and said expressionlessly:
"Am I like that kind of person?"
Yu Yu nodded subconsciously.
Ji Ping'an sighed:
"Would I care about the life and death of such a small person, or even bother to target him?"
Yu Yu shook his head, then looked suspicious: "Then who is the murderer?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"There are so many people in this town and there are too many suspects. Just wait patiently."
While several people were muttering, other sects also nodded in agreement to show their innocence.
…
Baihu Hall is located on the north side of the town, in an independent courtyard inside the Jiang family residence.
When Ji Ping'an and others arrived, they saw a huge plaque with white characters on a black background hanging above the ancient hall, with the three words "White Tiger Hall" flying on it.
An old copper-colored wind chime hangs beneath it.
Jiang Huai said:
"This object is a magic weapon inherited by my Jiang family. It can not only protect the house from evil, but also detect the authenticity of words. Later, please stand in front of the hall one by one and answer my question. If there is no ghost in your heart, what? None of it will happen, but if what you say is untrue, the wind chimes will shake."
After a pause, he added:
"In addition, people who are suppressed by White Tiger will be afraid and instinctively reveal the truth. Therefore, during the verification period, please be quiet and do not disturb others by saying irrelevant things."
After hearing the narration, many people looked a little scared.
It's not that there is a ghost, it's just people's instinct to be wary of exposing their innermost feelings.
"Is this thing really so amazing? None of our sects can detect lies." Yu Yu whispered, his big eyes blinking curiously.
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"People in the world are just spreading rumors. In fact, this magic weapon is a kind of suppression of spiritual consciousness. It covers you with spiritual consciousness and makes people fear. When people tell the truth and tell lies, their souls often fluctuate differently. Si Jing The monks can use their spiritual consciousness to resist, so it is basically useless, but most of them here are in the Pojiu and Qi-nourishing realms, so it is still somewhat useful."
Yu Yu said "Oh" and hummed:
"Thanks to these people's boasting, I still thought that it was so good, so I let it be snatched away by them. I'm sorry that even this martial arts alliance wouldn't dare to resist."
Ji Ping'an glanced at her.
Pei Qian shrank his neck.
"As the leader of the alliance, I would like to test it first out of respect."
Jiang Huai said, walked up to the White Tiger Hall, raised his hand to hit the spirit element, activated the plaque, and said loudly:
"The death of Tiancan Sect Master has nothing to do with me."
On the ancient plaque, an illusory tiger head appeared, looking down ferociously, and it took a long time to close its eyes.
The wind chime remained motionless.
Everyone present was not surprised: it was a magical weapon of the Jiang family, and of course it would not "eat its owner". What Jiang Huai did was just a formality.
Sure enough, he then looked around at everyone: "Who comes first?"
Ding Huan looked at Ji Pingan, suddenly raised his hand and said:
"Master Li, please."
Gazes came one after another. Some looked expectant, some looked worried, and some showed no expression of joy or anger.
"Young Master..." Lu Qing suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes slightly worried.
Obviously, this disciple of Longhu Mountain was not as sure as he said, and was somewhat doubtful in his heart. However, considering that Ji Ping'an was on the same side as him, he did not help his relatives.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and walked out happily. He came to the front of the hall in full view of everyone and looked up at the plaque and magical artifact that had been weathered for many years.
The next moment, a beautiful tiger appeared, stretching the heaven and earth, looking down at him majestically like an infinity. A strong pressure rushed towards him, making him feel his shoulders sinking.
If it were an ordinary monk, his mouth would be dry, his heart would be filled with strong fear, and he would not dare to hide anything.
Even monks who sit in the well will feel dull and depressed, feel uncomfortable all over, and develop resistance.
However, he did not waver at all, his eyes were as calm as a deep pool.
Jiang Huai was about to speak.
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"The death of Tiancan Sect Master has nothing to do with me, and I never left the underground palace during the opening."
In an instant, everyone was staring at the ancient wind chime.
The wind chime remained motionless.
"Huh——" Lu Qing, and the representative of the old school named "Xu Ming" who had spoken upright before, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
He loosened his clenched fists: If Ji Ping'an really did it, then out of repayment, the old faction must speak out, but at this time, it is really powerless to start a war with the entire world.
Pei Qian said loudly: "Did you see it? Are you still doubtful? Bah!"
The third young master was proud. As a member of a large family, he couldn't bear to be misunderstood and slandered.
Jiang Xiaotang also breathed a sigh of relief. She also did not want to conflict with the "Dark Net". This Jianghu organization was too mysterious, and the Wulin Alliance was not willing to provoke it rashly.
The other new martial artists were dejected and disappointed, feeling that they had lost a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to force the martial arts alliance to eradicate the enemy.
Ji Ping'an looked calm. For him, this was just a formality.
However, just as he was about to leave, Ding Huan, standing in the crowd, suddenly asked loudly:
"How do you know how to open the underground palace? What exactly is in the underground palace?"
Buzz!
The crowd fell silent instantly. The old doctor and others looked at Ding Huan in surprise, surprised by what he said.
You must know that Jiang Huai has already hinted that people under the White Tiger Hall will have a tendency to reveal the truth if their souls are suppressed.
That's why he emphasized that he should be quiet during the verification, because he was worried that someone would ask random questions.
After all, we are all Jianghu people present, and each of them has secrets.
It would be understandable if Leng Touqing couldn't understand, but it was impossible for Ding Huan not to understand.
But he still asked, and after Jiang Huai heard it, he hesitated and did not interrupt immediately, because these two questions were also of great concern to him.
Ji Ping'an was under the suppression of the white tiger, so he had to force his will to hold on. This was difficult, but some stronger Pojiu could do it, at the cost of his soul being attacked by the white tiger.
Or, lie to avoid being attacked, but lying in front of the crowd will undoubtedly increase your own suspicion.
At this time, everyone present instinctively looked at Ji Pingan, wanting to hear how he would respond.
Ji Ping'an stood in the hall, slightly startled, and then left as if no one else was around.
And as if sensing his "refuse to answer", in the field of vision, the colorful tiger that covered the sky and looked down at him majestically had blood-red beams of light piercing its pupils, its beard and hair spread out, and it roared fiercely.
Circles of air waves spurted out from the tiger's mouth, and the majestic spiritual power crushed the tiny Ji Ping'an.
However, facing the shock in the spiritual world, Ji Pingan just turned his head, glanced at the plaque lightly, and whispered silently:
"roll."
boom!
The spiritual world was shattered, and the tiger covering the sky showed a look of extreme horror, shrinking into a kitten, shivering, and everything in the field of vision returned to normal.
All these changes only occurred within Ji Ping'an's consciousness, and outsiders had no way of knowing.
Therefore, from the perspective of others, Ji Ping'an just refused to answer, and the tiger shadow on the plaque roared, and as Ji Ping'an stepped out of the "magic weapon coverage area", the white tiger shadow slowly disappeared.
refuse to answer!
When Jiang Huai saw this result, his eyes moved:
"What a strong soul. Faced with the intimidation of the white tiger, he was able to withstand it completely, and his injuries seemed to be very minor."
He sighed in his heart, a little disappointed, but not surprised.
If he was a dignified "sword-wielding man", he would be despised by him if he got caught so easily.
When this scene fell in the eyes of the others, they couldn't hide their surprise. You must know that the martial arts path is already weak in soul, and only after advancing to the well will it be strengthened at the epic level.
"What did you ask me just now?" Ji Ping'an took two steps and then looked at Ding Huan calmly, as if he had realized it in hindsight.
Do not know why.
As a "famous person in the world", Ding Huan, who was used to seeing big storms, suddenly felt a sudden thought for no reason and couldn't help but avoid his sight.
Jiang Huai also had an ugly face: "Ding Huan, I invite you here because of your reputation and prestige, but don't push yourself too far."
Naming people by name... This undoubtedly expresses an attitude.
As the leader of the alliance, Jiang Huai appears to be polite and gentle, but in fact, he has never been a soft-hearted person.
Ding Huan was silent, facing the eyes one after another, lowered his head and said:
"Ding is just curious, Mr. Li just doesn't want to talk about it."
Jiang Huai snorted coldly and said, "Then you will be the next one."
Ding Huan stepped forward and said: "The death of Tiancan Sect Master has nothing to do with me, I know nothing about it."
The wind chime remained motionless and unresponsive.
…
Next, people in the courtyard came forward one after another to conduct verification.
Ji Ping'an walked back to the crowd and was immediately encouraged by Yu Yu:
"That old man Ding is absolutely disgusting. Do you want me to help you kill him to vent your anger? How about you do it yourself?"
Under the lovely appearance of the saint, there lives a little devil with two horns on his head, holding a steel fork, and an arrow on his tail.
Ji Ping'an glanced at the guy and whispered, "There's something wrong."
"What?" Yu Yu was confused.
Ji Ping'an used Lingsu to condense the sounds into threads and put them into her ears and eyes:
"Ding Huan's behavior was a bit weird and he was too targeted towards me."
From the very beginning, when he heard the death of the leader of the Tiancan Sect, he started to set the pace for him, and then he interfered again. He had bad intentions and the intention was too obvious.
Yu Yu snorted and also transmitted the sound into the secret passage:
"What's the matter? Who asked you to help Chen Qingsheng and slap Xinwu in the face? This old man Ding obviously put his whole life's credibility on Xinwu's ship, but you ruined it. Of course he hates you. Isn’t it normal to seize the opportunity and spare no effort to cause trouble for you?”
The saint's eyes looked disdainful, feeling that Ji Ping'an had become stupid.
Not as smart as her.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"Ding Huan is not the kind of person who acts on impulse and gets emotional. Indeed, according to normal logic, he has sufficient motives to target me, and others may think so too.
Even, I can find a better reason, for example, as a member of the Xinwu sect, he hopes to lead the Wulin Alliance to conflict with me, so as to kill people with a borrowed knife, which is beneficial to the Xinwu..."
After a pause, he added:
"But again, Ding Huan is a very cautious person. Just like the old and new martial arts have been competing for so many years, he did not take sides and did not completely bet on it until the last battle. This person is very good at reading the situation. Now we give this group The image of Jianghu people is that they have mysterious origins, extraordinary backgrounds, and are unpredictable...
In this case, a smart person, even if he can't try to make friends and turn hostility into friendship, there is no need to jump like this without knowing our heel and depth. "
Yu Yu looked at him with a silly look on his face, feeling that it made sense, but he couldn't let go of the saint's pride and muttered:
"You speak eloquently, as if you know this old man Ding very well."
Ji Ping'an did not respond.
Of course he knew Ding Huan very well, at least Ding Huan when he was young.
As the saying goes, you know how old you are at the age of three, but he didn't think that after a few years, the former "Xiao Ding" would change his temperament and become reckless and brainless.
Yu Yu looked at him and suddenly said:
"Okay, even if you are right, he is deliberately targeting you, but what is the purpose? You can't say that he directed and acted in this scene, and he sent people to kill people, right? Killing his own people just for the sake of Framing you in a far-fetched way? And he also took the test in front of the White Tiger Hall, eh, but maybe he has a strong soul and can bear it."
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"Based on the current clues, I can't make a conclusion yet, I just have suspicions. Anyway, let's take a look."
Yu Yu said "yes", and now it was her turn. The saint stepped forward calmly and completed the verification.
She even deliberately delayed it for a while, hoping to see if anyone was looking for trouble, so as to give her a chance to use the topic to her advantage.
Unfortunately, after Jiang Huai's warning, a group of thoughtful Jianghu people became honest.
After a while, everyone present checked and everyone was innocent.
"Huh, it seems that the murderer is indeed not among us. Those outside are more suspicious." Jiang Xiaotang smiled and took the initiative to use his gender advantage to ease the tense atmosphere.
Ji Pingan thought: The premise is that the murderer has no way to deal with the "lie detector".
However, although everyone still has doubts, at least after this process, the atmosphere on the surface has relaxed a lot.
Jiang Huai also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and was about to say something. Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps outside, and a member of the Wulin Alliance came over and clasped his fists:
"Report to the Alliance Leader! Something has been discovered!"
"Say!" Jiang Huai was shocked.
The latter said:
"Following your order, we went to intercept people who were going out, but we happened to encounter someone who was sneaking around and trying to escape around the checkpoint. Now he has been captured and brought to justice."
"Oh?" Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to gain something so quickly.
The others also became excited, surprised that the "murderer" surrendered himself so quickly.
But Ji Ping'an felt something was wrong.
It sounds too simple. Besides, would someone who could kill the leader of the Tiancan Sect be captured so easily?
While thinking about it, Jiang Huai had ordered the person to be interrogated, and it happened to be tested with the Baihutang magic weapon.
Not long after, a group of warriors dragged a tied-up figure in and kicked him roughly to the ground.
"Ouch." The latter cried out in pain and rolled on the ground.
Everyone looked carefully and saw that this was a young man wearing a linen robe. While the rope was binding his body, a wooden flag with the word "reading fortune" written on it was also tied to his body.
It is obvious that this is a young "phraseologist".
"Why are you arresting me? The Martial Arts Alliance is amazing, can you arrest anyone at will?" The young fortune teller with disheveled hair cursed loudly.
In the crowd, Ji Ping'an looked at the other party's rogue appearance and was stunned.
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