Chapter 216: Wake

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On the charred ruins, Difference, wearing black gold-rimmed uniforms, was rummaging around and searching.

From time to time, someone would dig up a charred and disfigured corpse, drag it out from the ruins, drag it aside and cover it with a white cloth. Occasionally there was the sound of a guard vomiting.

"Based on the traces left at the scene, it is inferred that the fire started seven days ago, and the fire burned for three days, covering the entire Su Clan Temple."

A young man wearing a blue Taoist robe with stars dotted on the pattern was talking about something. He was a member of Dayu Supervisor Tiansi and a practitioner in Dayu official circles.

"However, the strange thing is that the nearby villages seemed to be unaware of it during those days, and subconsciously did not approach this place.

Of course, there are exceptions. According to police investigations, three people have disappeared in nearby villages in the past few days, and the search has yielded no results. It is speculated that he accidentally broke into the boundary of Su's ancestral temple and was swallowed up by the fire.

After the fire was extinguished, some villagers discovered something unusual about the place and reported it to the government.

At this time, there was no one left alive in the three major villages of Su's Temple, with a population of several thousand. "

The young Jian Tiansi glanced at the young man in front of him. He had an ordinary appearance but an outstanding temperament. Surprisingly, the other party's expression was much calmer than he expected.

There seemed to be no inclination to even pretend to be sad.

Considering the opponent's identity as a disciple of the Purple Jade Sect, the young Supervisor Tiansi did not say anything and continued to say dutifully:

"Such a strange situation can almost be concluded to be the work of evil cultivators. Therefore, the government immediately reported it to the Supervisor Tiansi.

We investigated for several days and even used a mirror, but the ghosts revealed were all those who died accidentally in the fire - we can only speculate that the formation or some other means covered it all up.

As for the rest, with all due respect, the perpetrators’ methods were weird and it’s hard to tell which sect they were responsible for. The evil cultivator wanted by Dayu didn't have such weird methods.

Supervisor Tiansi will continue to investigate. If you are willing, you can investigate by yourself or ask for help from your sect. But honestly, there's little hope. "

After hesitating for a moment, the young Jian Tiansi asked:

"Have you ever offended anyone in the sect?"

Su Xing was silent for a moment, Xuan Kui taught? True Self? Bailing Mountain?

There is no doubt that each of them can do this silently, but the point is, why?

If it was really because of him, instead of wasting so much energy on killing a village, why not just ambush him himself?

If it hadn't been because of him, then who would the Su clan's temple offend and bring about the annihilation of the clan?

The young Supervisor Tiansi left without waiting for Su Xing's answer and continued to handle matters. He realized his recklessness.

If it really involves the Purple Jade Sect, then this matter will undoubtedly become difficult. After all, practitioners at this level are almost beyond the range that ordinary Supervisors can handle.

Dayu has been a country for thousands of years, and the sect has been above the Dayu regime for almost most of the time.

Perhaps Supervisor Tiansi had already realized this, so he allowed himself, an inexperienced official, to negotiate with the other party.

After watching the young Supervisor Tiansi go away, Su Xing stood there, expressionlessly looking at the officers searching on the black ruins.

There was not much white cloth on the ground not far away. First, some of the recovered corpses had been sent to Yizhuang for resettlement. Second, most of the corpses were burned in the fire that lasted for three days.

To be honest, there was no extreme sadness or sadness in his heart. In fact, he has no feelings for the people named Su in Su's Temple, they just have similar blood flowing through them.

However, an indescribable emotion still vaguely echoed in my heart.

He just stood there until the moon was in the middle of the sky.

Supervisor Tiansi and the guards temporarily left the place, and the surrounding area was sealed off, leaving only Su Xing alone.

The wind was blowing all around, and a corner of the white cloth not far from his feet was lifted, revealing a small, twisted arm.

Through the outline of the white cloth, you can vaguely see the figure of an adult, seemingly hugging his child tightly, and they were buried together in the sea of ​​fire.

Su Xing's brows trembled and he muttered softly:

"Gods and fairies..."

The wind whistled, but there was no response.

An inexplicable anger suddenly poured into his heart, and Su Xing roared at the dark and twisted ruins:

"cherry!!!"

A tall figure slowly gathered in front of her. She had a bit of anger in her eyes, but after taking a look at Su Xing who was a bit rude, she still endured it and said coldly:

"I have checked, and there are some traces of formations around, but they are very faint. The fire destroyed many, and it seems to be intentional.

Searching is not my strong point. I will report this matter to the sect. If something like this happened on the way back home, it may not be because he was acting against our Purple Jade Sect.

I will give you the news as soon as the investigation results are available.

I shouldn't have been there, but...sorry. "

"Thank you, senior sister." Su Xing's voice was uncontrollably cold.

Sighing, the anger on the divine fairy's face had faded. In fact, after several years of interaction with Su Xing, and some fate created by Master, I don't know when I felt like a friend with the young man in front of me.

She was not good at comforting people. After saying these words, she slowly disappeared from the spot.

After the god and fairy disappeared, the inexplicable anger in Su Xing's heart slowly faded away, and he realized the gaffe he had just made.

After calming down, he stood under the faint moonlight for a while. The surroundings were empty and silent, except for the sound of the wind.

He spoke calmly and in a calm voice:

"There are too many things in the world that I can't handle. Although I'm not close to the Su family, my parents were born in the Su family. Regardless of whether this happened because of me, I still have to take care of my own affairs."

After a moment of silence, Su Xing continued:

"Su Xing makes an oath here, I will kill anyone who participates in the destruction of the Su family.

This hatred will last until death! "

There seemed to be something extra in my heart. Su Xing knew that this was proof of the existence of Dao Oath.

There are many kinds of vows taken by monks. Taoist vows are vows made from the heart by monks, and the binding force is found in the monks themselves.

Some people may have their path to immortality cut off due to the Taoist oaths they have sworn, while some people may have repeatedly broken the Taoist oaths without any harm.

However, when monks cultivate their minds, few will easily break their Tao oath to avoid damaging their Tao mind.

After making the oath, Su Xingling Platform gradually became clear, and he stood quietly in the night.

Tonight, he will keep vigil here for the souls of many dead.

He won't stay here long until daybreak. Ziyu Sect and Supervisor Tiansi will be more professional than him in investigation, not to mention the pressure exerted by gods and fairies.

What he has to do is to continue practicing and polish the sword in his hand until the day comes when he can hand over the sword.

On that day, no matter who the opponent is, he will hand out his fastest sword without hesitation.

The whistling sound of the cold wind in the air seems to be a little quieter, as if the innocent souls here are also looking forward to that day.