"Chu Liang, something happened..." It was Lin Bei who broke in.
He rushed in with a hurried look, and when he saw the situation in the room, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Jiaoxi Song is here too, oh, it's quite lively."
Standing and lying down, each of them is enough to form a mahjong table.
"Why are you here, where is Li Jue?" Chu Liang asked.
"Li Jue is lost!" Lin Bei said hurriedly.
"Um?"
"I looked outside, but there was no movement inside for a long time. I was a little surprised. I knocked on the door and saw that the window was open. I don't know where Li Jue ran away!" Lin Beidao: "I'm coming to find you right now."
"Didn't you hear any movement?" Chu Liang asked.
"No." Lin Bei shook his head. "There was no unusual breath or sound at all. I suspect he might have sneaked away on his own, but I don't know why he did it."
"He might have something to hide from us, and Li Jue might be Situ Yan's target..." Chu Liang's mind was racing, his eyebrows furrowed, and he thought, "I don't know where he went, what should I do?"
"I...I can give it a try." Song Qingyi suddenly said.
"Can you find Li Jue?" Lin Bei and Chu Liang both looked at her.
"Yes." Song Qingyi nodded lightly, then raised his hand and took out a half-page old golden paper. It was empty, but there was spiritual flow on it.
She formed a pen with her right hand, and lightly scratched the half page of paper. Suddenly, a cinnabar-colored red light lit up, and words were formed along with her fingertips.
Li...Jue...
After writing the name, Song Qingyi threw the half-page paper into the sky, only to see it spinning three times in the air. Then it seemed to have found its direction, and a bright light fell down and flew forward along the window.
"Follow it." Song Qingyi said, following Qinghui's guidance, and flew out of the window together with the half page of paper.
"Someone has to stay and watch him." Chu Liang pointed at Yan Xiaohu.
"I'll do it." Lin Bei volunteered to stay this time.
Chu Liang nodded and flew out after Song Qingyi.
Only Yan Xiaohu and Lin Beimian were left looking at each other.
After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaohu asked cautiously: "Then... what should we do now?"
Lin Bei thought for a while and said, "Let's order first."
"Ah?" Yan Xiaohu was stunned for a moment.
I saw Lin Beida sitting on a chair, "Then wake them up, and let's continue playing music and dancing!"
"Is this okay?" Yan Xiaohu scratched his head, "I haven't eliminated the danger yet, right?"
"Don't worry, brother is watching you." Lin Bei patted him on the shoulder, "Although the last person I looked at just had an accident... But it was not a pure accident. I also hope to succeed... "
…
The words are divided into two parts.
Chu Liang followed Song Qingyi and the half page of gold paper, riding the wind all the way out of the city. On the way, he even praised: "Song Jiaoxi, this magic weapon of yours is so convenient. As long as you know the name, there is no one in the world who can't be found."
"It's not that bad. My cultivation level is not enough, so I can only track the area inside and outside Yanjiao City." Song Qingyi said.
"That's pretty awesome," Chu Liang said.
Song Qingyi added: "This half-page golden book is a self-defense treasure given to me by my master when I went out to do business this time. It has many wonderful uses, but I haven't fully mastered it yet."
Chu Liang was silent for a moment.
Her master is so kind, hey, why am I sad?
But he also knew that this was not the problem of Emperor Nvfeng alone. In Shushan, unless a disciple is extremely outstanding or has made great achievements, it is very rare for him to be rewarded with magic weapons by his master. Even after leaving the poor Yinjian Peak, this is still the case.
But in fact, in other immortal sects, it is a very common thing.
In the final analysis, it is still the difference in sect philosophy.
Especially among the three religions, Confucian practitioners are slightly different from the other two. In addition to the cultivation of supernatural powers, Confucianism places more emphasis on knowledge and moral character, especially in Junzitang.
With Song Qingyi's cultivation level, he should not receive such attention from other immortal sects. But in the Gentleman Hall, she might be able to win the respect of the elders of her sect by virtue of her excellence in knowledge and moral character.
The half-page golden book flew not too fast, and after a while, it finally arrived at a familiar place.
The mountain behind the academy and by the small lake.
"Li Jue is here."
"Don't be impatient, let's take a look and then talk."
After determining the location from a distance, Song Qingyi put away the magic weapon, and the night sky returned to silence. The two of them moved forward slowly, and soon they saw a slender figure by the lake.
"Why……"
The figure was muttering something to the lake. His voice, shape and appearance were none other than Li Jue.
"Why do you want to kill so many people..." Li Jue's voice was very painful.
"I killed you, why don't you just come and kill me? Why do you keep killing people..."
"Huh?" Chu Liang, who was observing secretly, his eyes lit up.
really.
Li Jue has something to hide.
"That day you tied me up and wanted to scratch my face. I was so scared that I struggled violently... and then accidentally pushed you into the lake. I was really frightened and scared at the time and couldn't care about anything else. , fled all the way back home.”
"It took me a long time to think about whether you would be in danger if you fell into the lake... But when I ran back to see you, I heard the news that someone drowned in the lake..."
"I didn't mean it...but it was me who killed you."
"I have been so scared these days and have been running away...but now I don't want to run away anymore..."
"Situ Yan, if you really become a ghost, come to me and stop killing others."
"..."
His intermittent voice drifted to the ears of Chu Liang and Song Qingyi.
It turns out that it was Li Jue who directly caused Situ Yan's drowning, rather than Situ Yan committing suicide by drowning. No wonder Li Jue is so afraid. These days, he has been suffering from self-blame for wrongful killing and fear of resentful spirits seeking his life, so he has experienced unimaginable psychological torture.
It must be that he finally couldn't bear the torture anymore and came here today.
But he talked there alone for a long time, and nothing unusual happened.
Li Jue raised his head and looked around, "Are you not here, or are you unwilling to show up? Okay... then I will go down and atone for my sins..."
He murmured a few words, stood up and walked towards the lake below.
It looks like he wants to commit suicide!
"Li..." Song Qingyi immediately wanted to stand up and stop her, but Chu Liang grabbed her.
"Wait a moment." Chu Liang said softly.
When I saw Li Jue coming to the shore, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, but it didn't take long before he made up his mind and jumped down!
Just when Song Qingyi was about to take action forcefully, suddenly, the evil wind blew up!
The whistling wind sounded like ripples on the ground, and the strong wind was bone-chilling, sweeping in from all directions, and actually pushed Li Jue, who had jumped halfway, back to the shore.
With a pop, Li Jue fell to the ground and immediately got up: "Situ Yan, is that you?"
The angry wind finally gathered in one place and formed a human shape in front of him. In the blink of an eye, it all dispersed.
Only a faint ghost figure appeared in place.
She is a woman wearing a Confucian shirt with thick scars on half of her face. Apart from the rumored Situ Yan, there will be no one else.
Li Jue saw the ghost he had always been afraid of, but he seemed to have a look of relief, "You finally came to see me."
Chu Liang and Song Qingyi on the side also cheered up.
This strong Yin Qi is definitely not an ordinary resentful spirit, and the solid figure is enough to explain the problem. Although I don’t know what happened to make her have such cultivation...
But it's certain.
Situ Yan is a painted ghost!
