Chapter 450

Chapter 450: 450

Hearing Zhen pinger’s words, Muyi just shook his head gently. Naturally, he easily let the other party leave.

“In fact, although you have this trace of resentment, it is not very strong, and you have no trace of raising ghosts.”

Just as Zhen Ping’er was about to turn around and leave, Muyi suddenly said that his words stopped Zhen Ping’er’s steps and even trembled slightly.

“You already know?” Zhen Ping’er couldn’t help asking.

“Nature.” Mu Yi nodded. In fact, he found it when he first met.

“Then why do you… Zhen Ping’er couldn’t help but speak. However, she didn’t know how to question. Since Mu Yi knew clearly, she took her away. If there was no purpose, it would be impossible.

“Why should I take you away?” Mu Yi smiled gently and his eyes fell on the mountain again. “I came to catch you naturally to find someone. As for whether you are the real murderer, it has nothing to do with me. As long as you are the original bamboo rhyme, it’s enough.”

Zhen Ping’er looked at Muyi, as if she didn’t know what to say. In the room, Yan Wushuang gently covered her mouth, and a trace of disbelief appeared in her eyes.

After determining that Zhen Ping’er was Zhuyun, even she thought Zhen Ping’er was the murderer, otherwise it was difficult to explain the original thing. Unexpectedly, she knew from Mu Yi’s mouth that he had already known that there was another murderer, or that Zhen Ping’er was just an accomplice and an insider.

However, Yan Wushuang was unable to question Mu Yi at this time, and even a terrible idea flashed in her mind. Since Zhen pinger was not the real murderer, who would it be? Who can know the access control technique of Hehuan sect?

Who can let Zhen Ping’er bear all this willingly for her?

And at the moment, Yan Wushuang finally understood why Zhen Ping’er didn’t defend himself for more than half along the way, and even didn’t want to say a word regardless of how he asked his master.

Zhen Ping’er is a bamboo rhyme. There is no doubt about this. What is Zhu Qing’er’s identity? And Shifu’s younger martial sister Zhu?

Yan Wushuang didn’t dare to continue to think about it. Even now she had an impulse to go back to daozong immediately and tell the truth to Shifu, but her impulse didn’t turn into reality after all.

“Well, let’s have a rest early. We’ll go up the mountain early tomorrow morning. As for your fate, it has nothing to do with me.” Mu Yi said and left. Zhen pinger was left standing alone in the yard. At the moment, there were no outsiders. She finally stopped hiding herself and showed a loss on her face.

“Really have nothing to do with you?” Zhen pinger murmured.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Muyi took a group of people up the mountain. He had known the route from the village population before, so there was no need to worry about getting lost. This time, even Wu Xiaosi was pulled up by insect a and B. during this time, Wu Xiaosi has completely worshipped insect a and B as his teacher, but insect a and B are very strict with Wu Xiaosi. It seems that Muyi is the object of comparison, So as long as Wu Xiaosi dares to be lazy, it must be a crutch to meet him.

The road up the mountain is a little rugged, but the scenery is very good. Even in autumn, it is still green. Especially in the morning, the clouds on the top of the mountain and the fog in the mountains seem to cover Guifeng with a mysterious veil. Especially when you go halfway up the mountain, it begins to rain. People can’t help but think of Yunfeng misty rain.

Again and again, I finally saw a blue stone step winding up, and the people walked towards the top of the mountain.

After a long time, a magnificent Taoist temple finally appeared in the sight of everyone. On the gatehouse, there was a horizontal plaque with three characters of Qingyue temple, such as thunder snake, vigorous and powerful, and with an indescribable elegance.

“Qing Yue Guan.” Mu Yi looked up at the words on the horizontal board and said softly.

“Squeak!”

Just as Muyi’s voice fell, two tall doors slowly opened, and then a middle-aged Taoist came out. When he saw Muyi, the middle-aged Taoist gently saluted, “welcome your guests!”

“I can’t talk about distinguished guests. I just hope I won’t be regarded as evil guests.” Mu Yi said with a slight smile.

“The distinguished guest joked. Shifu has been waiting for him for a long time, but Shifu told you that you were only allowed to go in with her.” the middle-aged Taoist said and pointed to niannu.

In fact, this result was also expected by Muyi, so after nodding to the others, she took the little girl in. In fact, at the moment, the little girl seemed to feel something. She pulled Muyi’s hand nervously and was unwilling to let go.

At the door, the first is the main hall. The top is dedicated to the three statues of Shangqing Dynasty. The incense in the censer is constantly smoking.

Mu Yi saluted the statues of the three heavenly masters, and then took the little girl to walk in, across a porch, behind which was the residence of the Taoist temple. There were several houses, which looked obviously old.

“Come in.”

As soon as Muyi arrived at the door, a voice came from inside. The voice was vaguely familiar. It was the old beggar.

Mu Yi pushed the door directly into the yard. In the yard, an old man in Taoist robes was pruning a tea tree with a very serious look. At the moment, the old beggar had changed his ragged clothes and was wearing a neat Taoist robe.

“I’ve seen you, master.”

Muyi’s respectful gift was not arrogant because of his identity and strength, and at this time, Muyi found that he still couldn’t see through each other’s depth.

The little girl seemed to be very familiar, snuggled up to Muyi, and even let Muyi cover most of her body and secretly looked at the old man opposite.

“Although I asked you to call me Lao Jiao Hua at the beginning, I also received your call today.” Lao Jiao Hua put down her scissors and turned to look at Mu Yi. More accurately, his eyes fell on niannu’er.

“This is a slave? In a twinkling of an eye, the little girl has grown up.” Lao Jiaohua smiled and said with some disappointment. It seems that time is really just a twinkling of an eye in his eyes.

Because Mu Yi told him the name of the little girl last time, obviously he hasn’t forgotten it.

“Elder, do I know the truth now?” Muyi asked looking at old beggar.

“Five life wheels, with the help of magic weapons, can barely reach the level of perfection. Such strength is said to be a sword sweeping the city. Although it is reluctantly, it is rare for your age. At first, I thought it would take you at least five years to reach this step, but I didn’t expect you to do it in only one year, but I always call Hua and punch holes.” Lao Jiaohua shook his head and said, Mu Yi on the other side was secretly shocked. He could see at a glance that he had only opened five life wheels, but he didn’t even notice it at the beginning.

“I’m joking, sir. If I want to reach the perfection level with my own strength, maybe five years will not be enough. Now I’m just making tricks.” Mu Yi said modestly.

Mu Yi couldn’t help asking. After all, the Dharma catastrophe is like a sharp blade hanging overhead. If you don’t pay attention, it may fall one day. At that time, it will inevitably end in death.

“The end of the law catastrophe is just an inevitable result. Even if those people tried their best to delay the arrival of the end of the law catastrophe, they don’t know that the more the disaster is delayed, the more ferocious it will be when it breaks out next time.” Lao Jiaohua shook her head and said.

“Maybe they knew this at the beginning, but at that time, there might be a glimmer of vitality. If you don’t do anything, I’m afraid there will be no vitality.” Muyi couldn’t help saying that practice is to surpass yourself and kill against the sky. The important thing is to argue for a word. If you don’t fight, there will be nothing. If you fight, you will naturally have the hope of success.

Hearing Muyi’s words, Lao Jiaohua looked at him stunned and speechless for a long time. His look seemed to recall something, and Muyi didn’t urge, but waited quietly.

Finally, the old screamer sighed, “you know? When I told him this, he reacted the same as you and refused to admit defeat.”

“Really?” Mu Yi couldn’t help being more curious about niannuer’s father. He remembered that when Lao Jiaohua evaluated nianyi, he used a strange man to describe it. The so-called strange man naturally has strange things.

“Then what happened to him later is related to this?” Mu Yi couldn’t help asking again.

“Yes, if I hadn’t told him this, maybe he wouldn’t have died.” Lao Jiaohua’s face showed a look of pain. At this time, Mu Yi suddenly understood why he liked to pretend to be crazy. When an old Jiaohua, and the more he was, the more he explained the pain in his heart, hoping to paralyze himself.

“Senior, I believe he didn’t regret even when he died.” Muyi hesitated and comforted, because he felt that he would never regret even if he died. Maybe there were some regrets in his heart, but he wouldn’t regret.

And Mu Yi thought of this and couldn’t help looking at the little girl around him. He just didn’t know whether the things of that year were also related to her?

“Yes, he really won’t regret his character, but I regret it,” said old beggar.

At this time, Mu Yi doesn’t know how to comfort each other, and what Lao Jiaohua needs is definitely not comfort. Now, he just needs to be a listener and understand the truth of that year. Especially niannu has grown up and has the right to know this.

In those years, niannu’er’s mother didn’t wait for niannu’er’s father to come back even if she died. Perhaps this was one of her obsessions that she was unwilling to let go.

“Please tell me the truth of that year, and I also need to know how her father died.” Muyi obviously felt the little girl trembling around her, but these were all things she had to experience.