When Long Mang saw the two people reacting so strongly, he was somewhat stunned. He thought for a while and then said: "The letter also said that if the results of the investigation are false or difficult to deal with, Qingkun must obey the provisions of the agreement between the seven factions. After the Golden Jib Fengjian is over, everyone will Let’s move together.”
It is obvious that Zhaizhu's letter also tries to take into account both sides, and is more balanced than the method he proposed yesterday. As a result, Sect Leader Qing and Deputy Sect Leader Qing naturally couldn't say anything.
But this letter also showed his attitude, that is, he agreed with Qingkun's behavior. Considering the aggressive posture of the ghost leader yesterday, it seems that the Zhai Master can be so decisive, and it seems that there is indeed a warrior's persistence.
"That's it..." Fu Yunge lowered his head. Now he felt a little admired by the owner.
Dongfang Shiming's thoughts became more complicated. He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was still some kind of hidden danger hidden somewhere.
After bidding farewell to Long Mang, the two walked around and chatted.
The whole day was very uneventful. Since the leader and others had decided to unite with the leaders of the seven factions to visit the master again tomorrow, he had nothing to worry about. Everyone else was busy on their own, and it seemed that they didn't need to intervene in the affairs of the sect at all.
At night, Fu Yunge returned to his courtyard alone. He turned around and closed the wooden door, standing in the yard, the dim moonlight slowly shining through the clouds.
The starry sky was obscured by drifting clouds, and the colors of the night were different shades due to the accumulation of dark clouds. In the forest behind the house, there are intermittent chirping of cicadas, one after another, like the summer wind blowing through the forest.
Fu Yunge stood in the yard for a long time without entering the house. He walked to the wall and leaned against it. The cool air from the wall penetrated his skin, which was very refreshing.
Now, Dongfang Shiming is not the only one who feels uneasy.
Although Fu Yunge was not as sensitive as Dongfang Shiming, during the day of meditation, his subconscious gradually noticed something was wrong. I couldn't say it was anything obvious, but it just made me uneasy.
Just like the calm before the tsunami, Fu Yunge also began to feel that everything in front of him would definitely not go so smoothly.
"This time's Golden Halberd Fengjian is not as simple as you think."
The mysterious girl's words came to his mind again at this moment.
What did you mean at the beginning? Fu Yunge frowned and thought.
The whirling wind blew through the patio, picking up a little dust, which caught Fu Yunge's eyes.
His eyes felt a little uncomfortable. He squeezed his eyes and tears flowed from his eyes, catching the gravel that flew in by the way.
He was about to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, but suddenly, his hand raised in the air was slightly startled.
He suddenly recalled the night at Cima Village. That night when the tears had dried up, it was like a knife that once again stabbed his nerves deeply.
"Golden Halberd Fengjian..." He turned around blankly and looked at the main hall of the Dragon Halberd on the mountain.
The main hall was still lit with lights, like sparse stars.
What went wrong...? Fu Yunge carefully reviewed his memories of the past few days, trying not to miss every detail.
In such troubled times, every flaw that can be ignored may become a channel for evil forces to sneak in.
He first thought of the second disciple Long Xiao. He was indeed suspicious, but it seemed that there was more to it than that. Because that sense of weirdness permeates everything related to Jinji Fengjian, this undercurrent must not be underestimated.
Gradually, sleepiness came over me. He forcibly picked up his spirits and forced himself to find out the clues to the problem.
Finally, he seemed to have his thoughts. It seems that starting from the contact with the Phoenix Halberd, that feeling gradually began to become apparent.
For example, in the original seven-sect agreement, Fengji was supposed to gather the opinions of all the factions. Since Qing Kun and other Fengji disciples were so opposed to it, they could have abstained from the vote. Why did Head Qing vote in favor of it when he insisted on going his own way?
He should have known that things would evolve to this point, why did he come to Longji to seek support after he made the decision?
In addition, why did the ghost leader of the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd so fiercely stop Qing Kun's actions? It would be better to say that the ghost leader and the Feng Ji Qing leader seemed to have discussed it beforehand, and every move they made now seemed like they were playing a well-prepared chess game step by step.
But, what is their purpose? What good would it do them if they held the Golden Halberd Review Conference first and tried their best to eradicate their comrades?
All of this was just the obvious part of what he felt. Furthermore, what is the attitude of the head of Rulong towards the Jade-faced Rakshasa Halberd? What is their history like?
And the owner of the restaurant that he couldn't figure out.
After thinking about this, he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids. He simply sat on the ground along the wall, closed his eyes and continued to think.
Yes, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the owner seemed to be hiding something. For some reason, he can't reveal it yet, and what he has been carefully guarding is probably the truth of this strange situation.
After a while, the sound of scattered breathing came from the courtyard.
Fu Yunge fell into a deep sleep, but his fists were still clenched tightly.
The sound of the night crows in the mountains is far and near, and accompanied by the flow of spring water in the forest, it seems that this misty night has been shrouded in a mysterious veil.
A cool breeze blows. I don't know how long I slept for, but Fu Yunge woke up from the ground while rubbing his sleepy eyes.
He looked at the sky above his head. The night had not completely faded away yet, and the stars were scattered widely in the night sky. The east has turned white, and it seems that it is not early before dawn.
He got up from the ground with his arms and patted the dust on his clothes. The surrounding fields are still extremely quiet, and the earth is still sleeping.
However, he had no intention of sleeping anymore. The situation before him was like a volcano that was about to erupt. He must extinguish it completely before tragedy happened again.
That's right, I'm afraid, the person you should look for most now is... the Zhaizhu.
