So did Seinfeld do it?

Hard to say.

The Grand Master’s actions cannot be based on common sense. Normal people think that Sein Feiqiong does not have the same understanding as him and are too lazy to talk to him. But the world’s understanding of Sein Feiqiong is too little.

Every great master has a unique personality and acts as he pleases. The restraints of the world are weak to them. The only things that can restrain them are the emperor and their own principles. "Where is the doctor?"

"The doctor didn't come because he had something to do, so he insisted on seeing Yuan Wailang." "Just say I'm not here," Chu Zhiyuan said.

"..Yes." Gao Lingfeng said helplessly: "If you don't send them away, they will keep waiting and will never give up." "We need to see the investigation results of the Zhenwu Division first." Chu Zhiyuan said: "The results are out. Before, what can I say?"

"Yes." Gao Lingfeng sighed: "I think he is sure that the murderer is Grand Master Song and wants to force us to capture Grand Master Song." "They should also know that if it is really Grand Master Song, there is nothing they can do, right?"

"I must know." Gao Lingfeng looked helpless. This situation of Zhenyijiao also made people sympathize.

The elders of the First Religion will kill when asked. If the True Religion does not take revenge, how can it unite people's hearts and stand in the world? This is trampling the True Religion into the mud!

Chu Zhiyuan thoughtfully said: "If they were smart, they shouldn't insist on the Song Grandmaster...are the people of Zhenyi Sect not so stupid?" The disciples of these sects may be naive and reckless, but if the leader is like this, the sect will have long ago It has declined and it is impossible to establish a foothold in the inner city. "Your Excellency is wise!" Gao Lingfeng sneered: "But Your Excellency, don't forget the people behind Zhenyi Sect."

"Invite the Moon Palace!" Chu Zhiyuan said slowly.

"It's Yaoyue Palace!" Gao Lingfeng sneered: "That's why he was so confident that he dared to bite the Great Grandmaster of Song Dynasty... The elder who died was Bai Jingmang, and the one waiting outside was his younger brother Bai Jingrong." "And. Let's look at the investigation results of the Zhenwu Division." Chu Zhiyuan said, "I'm leaving first."

He got up and walked out.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the house, he saw two people jumping out from beside him and stopping at the foot of the steps. Chu Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at the two clerks who ran over behind them.

They looked frightened and stepped forward, clasping their fists and bending down to salute: "My lord, please forgive me, they..."

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and looked at the two people at the bottom of the steps.

A burly and majestic old man with a swarthy complexion and thick eyebrows and big eyes was glaring over at him angrily without any fear.

Behind him was a slender young man with fine eyebrows and eyes, fair skin and delicate skin. He looked over sheepishly with a smile on his face. Gao Lingfeng frowned and said, "Elder Bai, what are you doing!"

"Master Qingtian, please make the decision for the common people!" The burly and swarthy old man shouted with his fists clasped. This shout was like a thunderous explosion.

Chu Zhiyuan waved: "Come in and talk." He knew at a glance that Elder Bai was difficult to deal with.

Ordinary people, and even martial arts masters, are often three inches shorter when they enter the Yamen, their aura is suppressed to a low level, and they dare not act arrogantly. The Yamen represents the imperial court and represents the most powerful force.

Elder Bai of Zhenyi Sect shows no fear. It can be judged that he is either an old man, or he is naturally courageous, reckless and fearless. Neither of them is so easy to deal with.

It’s hard to just think of a few words and then dismiss them.

But before you have investigated clearly, if you say too much, it will be wrong. It is best not to say anything. This is the way to be an official. Even if you are the prince, you must follow this rule. After entering the room, Chu Zhiyuan sat back down, condescending. He looked over and said warmly: "Elder Bai, please speak up."

"ah--!"

Bai Jingrong suddenly burst into tears, and the roof beams rustled with dust. Chu Zhiyuan looked at him calmly.

Gao Lingfeng frowned and said, "If you have something to say, just say it properly, why are you crying!"

A burly, majestic and dark-skinned man, with tears streaming down his face in the blink of an eye. He looked miserable and disgusted. Chu Zhiyuan watched calmly, with his super sense gaining insight.

Although Bai Jingrong cried loudly and burst into tears, his emotions did not change and he was just pretending. The fair-skinned and handsome young man next to him was a little embarrassed and looked restless.

Bai Jingrong burst into tears.

Chu Zhiyuan seemed not to hear, and just watched quietly without speaking. Gao Lingfeng's brows furrowed, becoming more and more annoyed.

He originally wanted to step forward to stop him, but seeing Chu Zhiyuan's expression, he closed his mouth, stared at Bai Jingrong coldly, and let him cry bitterly.

Bai Jingrong cried for a cup of tea. When two servants came in to serve tea, Gao Lingfeng handed him a cup of tea: "Drink it! Moisten your throat so you can continue crying!" "Thank you, sir." Bai Jingrong took the cup of tea. , drank it all in one gulp, and handed the tea cup back to Gao Lingfeng.

Chu Zhiyuan took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said calmly: "Elder Bai, just say it when you have cried enough."

"Please make the decision, sir!" Bai Jingrong said and started to cry again and again: "My eldest brother died so tragically!" "Tragic? Didn't he die in his sleep?" Chu Zhiyuan said, "Did he die peacefully?"

"..But he died in an unclear and confused way!" Bai Jingrong blew his nose and threw it to the ground. Chu Zhiyuan's eyebrows jumped.

This action made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he decided to ask Xiao Geng to wipe the floor ten or eight times later. But his expression was calm: "The Zhenwu Division is investigating, right? They will try their best to track down the murderer."

"I don't dare to pursue her even if I'm afraid of being found out!" Bai Jingrong snorted, "Do you dare to pursue Song Feiqiong?" Chu Zhiyuan said nothing and glanced at Gao Lingfeng.

Gao Lingfeng saw his eyes and hurriedly said: "Elder Bai, the matter has not been investigated clearly. It is too early to say who the murderer is!"

"What are you looking for? It's Song Feiqiong!" Bai Jingrong stared at her big tearful eyes and said bitterly: "Except Song Feiqiong, who would kill my eldest brother, who dares to kill my eldest brother!" "Who saw it with his own eyes? If he didn't see it, then You can't talk nonsense." Gao Lingfeng shook his head.

"The only one who can kill my eldest brother silently is the Grand Master, and among the Grand Masters we have offended, Seinfeld is the only one. The result is obvious, isn't there anything else to investigate?" "And the Grand Master does things. How can you leave clues and loopholes? The investigation will be in vain, delaying time and perfunctory us!"

"Elder Bai!" Gao Lingfeng shouted.

Bai Jingrong glared at him, shook his head and said, "Is it true that we can't tell the truth anymore? Or do you think that the Ministry of Rites and the Zhenwu Department also want to favor Song Feiqiong?" "You——!" Gao Lingfeng was furious.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand to stop what he was saying, turned to look at Bai Jingrong, and said warmly: "Elder Bai, as an elder of a sect, you should act according to rules. You can't talk nonsense about things you haven't seen with your own eyes. Only a great master can kill your elder brother silently. This is simply not true."

What's wrong? Bai Jingrong said: "Sir, you are a noble youth of Tianhuang, so you should be fair and fair in your speech! The Grand Master is important, but ordinary people like Tan Dao are not important?! Chu Zhiyuan smiled: " Elder Bai, compared with your elder brother, who is stronger in martial arts?"

"Absolutely." Bai Jingrong said. His martial arts is even better.

Chu Zhiyuan disappeared in a flash, and appeared on his back the next moment, his palms already pressed on his vest. Bai Jingrong froze, then his face quickly turned red as if he was drunk, and his eyes were a little blurred.

"Master?!" The fair-skinned and delicate young man felt something was wrong and hurriedly reached out to help him.

Chu Zhiyuan disappeared from the spot in a flash, and the next moment he sat back to his original seat and said warmly: "I'm still in the innate realm." "Master? Master?" Fang Haiyang, a fair-skinned and handsome young man, shouted several times in succession, no. If you dare to push Bai Jingrong hard, you can only call out.

"Hiss——!" Bai Jingrong took a long breath, and his chest swelled like half a ball.

"Hoo——!" Bai Jingrong let out another long breath, his chest sank, and the blush on his face quickly dissipated, returning to normal. He stared at Chu Zhiyuan, who was as heavy as water behind the case, with wide eyes, and opened his mouth, but could not speak. .

"Master?" Fang Haiyang asked hurriedly.

"Shut up, you're so annoying!" Bai Jingrong turned his head and shouted. Fang Haiyang suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Bai Jingrong looked at Chu Zhiyuan again, clasping his fists: "Sir, you are so good at martial arts! I wonder if this is...?"

"It's just a miraculous skill." Chu Zhiyuan said: "So the murderer may not be a great master. Don't be blinded by emotions. Let's take a look." A backyard of the Zhenyi Sect's altar.

More than a dozen people from the Zhenwu Division surrounded the small courtyard to prevent outsiders from intruding.

A skinny old man in a black robe was washing his hands by the well in the courtyard. He was meditating while washing his hands, with a serious look on his face. It was Wan Yang, the expert in solving crimes of the Zhenwu Division.

Two middle-aged men in golden clothes were waiting aside. One of the middle-aged men couldn't help but said: "Lao Wan, can you find the murderer?" Wan Yang shook his head.

"No clues at all?" "It's perfect."

"What about the injuries? Can you always tell what kind of martial arts caused them?"

"The heart pulse was severed, and there is no residue left. It should be some kind of unique and miraculous skill, but unfortunately I have no impression." "That."

"I'm afraid it will become an unsolved case."

"This is really troublesome..."

"Lao Wan, if you can't do it, which one can?"
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