When they arrived, many onlookers had gathered around, some with complicated expressions or excited gossips, pointing towards the room.
The confinement of the small room where Tang Wen'an was kept had been touched, the door opened, and Xu Liang stood at the door, his back turned to them, his expression unclear.
The restriction had been opened, and the people inside made no sound, and Xu Liang did not go in. He stood there stiffly, not knowing what he was doing.
All the young monks felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts, for unknown reasons, as if something terrible was waiting for them ahead. They also stood stiffly behind, not daring to move forward.
All I know is that more and more people are gathering around here. There was a large, dense area, buzzing with whispers, and no one knew what they were talking about.
In the chaos, I don't know how long it took, the crowd separated into a channel, and a group of monks with serious expressions walked in. The greedy disciple arrived, probably attracted by the big movement.
Xu Liang turned around, and then the young monks saw their senior brother's pale and tired look, his face was horribly gloomy, and he looked haggard mentally and physically.
After seeing them, Xu Liang's expression softened slightly, and he waved to them, motioning for them to come over and get out of the way to let the greedy people come in.
The young disciples moved behind Xu Liang and discovered that the disciple who took turns guarding the small room, the round-faced male cultivator, was still there. But he was leaning against the railing and was blocked by Xu Liang, so they didn't see him.
They immediately acted as if they had seen the truth and wanted to pull someone over to ask for details.
But after seeing the appearance of the round-faced male cultivator, they seemed to be blocked and couldn't ask.
I saw that this usually gentle and gentle male cultivator's face was pale, his eyes were blank, and his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat. His eyes were still wide open as if he had seen something terrible, even though he was facing them now, he was still so blank and blank.
There were still a few brown stains on his face and clothes, which had dried completely and looked... like blood stains.
If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, they would have thought that the other person was dead. But this look shows that he was very frightened and was stunned.
What did he see that would turn into this? The young monks who were accompanying him looked at each other in confusion, and hurriedly pulled the person over to comfort him. Then, one checks the situation, and the other clicks on the sleeping point, so that the other party can temporarily stay away from nightmares.
It's a pity that they were too well-behaved. At first, they didn't dare to step forward and look. Then they stood behind Xu Liang and were blocked. Even now, they don't know what happened.
I only saw that the greedy man came and drove straight in. He passed Xu Liang and probably entered the small room.
Has Tang Wen'an caused any big trouble again?
Everyone in the Huyang faction looked at each other in surprise. But this time it was different. He had been causing trouble for several days before, and no one cared about him. It was only his unlucky fellows who took care of him.
But now the trouble has reached the point where even the greedy and powerful have come forward. It seems like it won't be a simple matter.
Thinking of this possibility, the young monk suppressed the strong uneasiness in his heart and was extremely angry at Tang Wen'an's carelessness. He suppressed his thoughts and waited for the next situation.
This guy won't bring shame to their Huyang sect again, right? They murmured to themselves.
However, no one expected that what happened next was completely beyond their imagination. It tore a bloody hole in their hearts and became a lingering shadow on their young minds.
The people who had been greedy for a long time came out, and the leader seemed to be the monk codenamed Wolf Five.
They brought out a person, or rather a corpse, and placed it on a stretcher. Broken and bloody, his face captured the extremely ferocious moment before his death, staining the entire stretcher red.
Tang Wen'an, the dead man on the stretcher is Tang Wen'an, their senior brother Tang.
The man they were complaining about a moment ago now showed them his extremely miserable death state.
Several little minds went blank on the spot, and a female cultivator sat on the ground with a look of horror on her face.
how come? Tang Wen'an is dead! ! ! This sentence echoed over and over in their minds.
Will not. not like this. They never thought he would die. He was still fine in the morning, full of energy and pretending to be dead in the small room. Why did he die? And died so miserably.
The more sentimental female cultivator burst into tears on the spot. They hate Tang Wen'an, hate him for being mean, hate him for being careless, hate him for being... disloyal.
But...but I never wanted him to die.
He is also their senior brother. How could they feel better after seeing him die so miserably? !
Who can tell them...what happened?
At this moment, they understood why the round-faced male cultivator looked like this. It would probably be no better for any of them. I'm afraid the dried blood on his face and clothes must be Tang Wen'an's.
Just imagining the situation that the round-faced male cultivator might face at that time, they all felt chilled in their hearts.
The group of juniors and juniors led by Xu Liang are all younger generations of the Huyang sect. They are young and have little cultivation. They either haven't been in the school for a long time, or they are the delicate girls in the sect. Have you ever seen anything like this?
Lang Wu signaled for people to carry Tang Wen'an's body away, and then nodded to Xu Liang: "Fellow Daoist Xu, I'm sorry, we have to take away Taoist Tang's body for the time being. When the matter becomes clear, we will personally send him back. I hope you understand. "
Also, no matter what, it is a very unkind thing to take away the body of his junior brother for investigation. Especially Xu Liang and others have special status, so it is more difficult to explain this.
However, something happened suddenly and the matter was full of doubts, so they had to do this. In urgent matters, they can only be rude once.
Xu Liang seemed to be trying to squeeze out a polite smile from his stiff face, but he couldn't. He said in a hoarse voice: "I have a special status and will leave Fuyun Island soon. What if the sword competition ends that day? We still can’t find out, so please just ignore this matter.”
"At least... we have to take him home." As he said this, Xu Liang's eyes stared blankly at Tang Wen'an's bloody face. Finally, he couldn't hold it back, and a tear fell from his eyes.
"good."
Until now, at this moment standing in the semi-finals, Xu Liang's mind is still reflecting on that desperate, blood-soaked face.
His junior brother is dead. Died inexplicably on this island. Die with eyes open——
How could he bear to continue participating in today's competition as if nothing had happened?
As soon as he closed his eyes, he could hear the man's desperate howl, his dying cry. He was asking him, why didn't he save him? !
Xu Liang felt like he was going crazy.
Just before the hourglass ends.
Xu Liang, who was as pale as a dead man, spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, dramatically ending the first competition of the day.
