Jing Sanchao had many thoughts in his mind, including Feng Rugu's suicide in public in Haoran Pavilion in the past, which became traceable.

He suddenly shivered.

...When Feng Rugu committed suicide, was he really forced to the end of the world by those people, or was there still a trick?

"Are you guys slut enough?" He was eager to verify his thoughts, so he rudely interrupted the closeness of a person and a soul, "Feng Rugu, tell me honestly-"

However, the weather did not go as expected. In the early morning, the copper bell in front of the Qianjiyuan of Jing Sanchai rang "Ding".

...The visitor is here.

Jing Sanchai's Qianji Academy welcomes visitors from all directions, day and night, black and white, or Taoist demons. As long as the price can be paid, Jing Sanchai will accept him.

However, the voice of the visitor made both of them shocked: "Senior Jing, Luofuchun, Sang Luo has been here for a long time."

In contrast, Feng Rugu was calm and looked at Ruyi with a smile.

Ruyi whispered a few words in his ear, Feng Rugu turned around unwillingly and stuffed himself back into the cat.

Jing Sanchai saw them moving into the inner courtyard before he felt relieved and went to answer the door.

Two years later, Luo Fuchun's figure rushed up again, looking like a little poplar standing tall.

All his anger and frigidity were washed away by two years, and he was still holding a sword in his arms, almost becoming a bit dignified.

Jing Sanchai vaguely remembered that this sword was cast as usual and presented to them.

He greeted, "...it's you guys, come in."

When greeting the two, Jing Sanchai only glanced at the yard, and then he heard Sang Luojiu, who was following Luo Fuchun, ask gently: "Senior Jing has any guests?"

Jing Sanchai had known Sang Luojiu to be smart, but she didn't expect that she would almost reveal the secret just by just one glance, and she was shocked.

He calmed down and he invited them to the hospital.

He didn't know whether he should tell his two apprentices that Feng Rugu was still alive, so he pretended to be nothing for the time being and kept silent.

And these two young men also entered the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble.

They brought a body.

"This is the body of a Taoist." Sang Luojiu said.

Luo Fuchun took over the words: "It was my hand that I took."

He pointed to the body: "This man is obviously a Taoist, but he has a faint demonic aura. I was about to come forward to interrogate me, but when he saw me, he was about to escape. I drew my sword to warn him, so he resisted to death. Later, he even made a killer move against Luo Jiu. I failed to stop the sword and cut off his throat with one sword..."

Sang Luojiu glanced at him, and he bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "...it's my fault."

Jing Sanchai squatted down to check. When he saw the remaining sword energy on the wound, his face calmed down and he looked up at Luo Fuchun.

Luo Fuchun knew the meaning of his eyes and nodded: "Yes. Senior, I have achieved some success in Guixu's sword technique."

Jing Sanchai was surprised: "How are you?..."

Luo Fuchun rubbed the sword body and replied softly: "At the beginning, I returned the sword given to me by my master. When the master returned the sword to me, he hid the sword score of Guixu sword technique in the scabbard."

Luo Fuchun only talked about the beginning and did not elaborate on what happened next.

He did not say that he was unable to think about it for a moment and threw the sword into Fengling Lake.

He didn't say that he had been behind the master, searching day and night, and finally recovered the sword.

He didn't say anything, when he pulled out the sword body, when he saw a roll of silk brocade wrapped around the sword inside, his heart was also split from it, and the pain almost fainted.

Finally, Luo Fuchun practiced Guixu Sword.

The master cares about most is Feng Ling. As his disciple, he should have swung his sword to protect Feng Ling.

Luo Fuchun didn't say more, but just explained briefly, and made a gesture with his eyes to let Sang Luojiu continue to speak.

Sang Luojiu understood and said, "...After he died, my senior brother and I searched out everything on him and found that the only suspicious thing was a dagger."

Jing Sanchai: "What's suspicious?"

Sang Luojiu said: "This dagger is a thing of the Demon Sect."

Jing Sanchai raised his eyebrows: "What's so strange about this?"

"Yes, it is because it is strange." Sang Luojiu said, "He can say that this thing was seized from the demonic disciples. It is not uncommon. Why should you run away in panic and act inappropriate?"

"This dagger isn't simple?"

"Yes." Sang Luojiu replied, "At the beginning, my senior brother and I went to see Hai Jing's body. I carefully recorded the shape of the wound. The opening, length, including the pattern of the blade, was very close to the wound on his neck, and it just fits well."

Jing Sanchai now understood: "What can I do?"

Sang Luojiu said: "This person has no identity documents, family tokens, and clothes, and can't tell which Taoist sect it is. He only learned through veins that he is a Taoist sect, not a demon. We came to find Senior Jing in order to help us secretly investigate the identity of this person... Master was wronged when he was wronged in Hanshan Temple, and someone deliberately designed him to expose his demonic energy, but after careful investigation, he could tell that Master did not have weapons, time, and the purpose of killing. All signs can prove that Hai Jing was not harmed by him. This matter is also related to Master, and I hope Senior Jing will provide more help."

After saying that, he waved to Luo Fuchun.

Luo Fuchun also understood a lot of things, so he untied the silver bag from his waist and handed it into Jing Sanchao's hand.

Jing Sanchai weighed the weight and realized: "Okay, I'll take it."

Luo Fuchun hugged the sword again and said briefly: "Luo long, let's go."

Sang Luojiu bowed to Jing Sanchai and looked around the backyard as if he was unintentionally.

... From the time they entered the door, including during his remarks, Senior Jing looked at the backyard for seven glances.

Are you a very important guest?

In the backyard, the wind brought the conversation between several people.

Just like holding Feng Rugu's hand, the cold sweat in the palm gradually dried up, and the mood gradually calmed down.

Feng Rugu remained silent until the copper bell rang at the door and the two left. Feng Rugu said suddenly: "...It's so coincidental."

Perhaps because he came out and ran out today, Feng Rugu's thoughts became clearer: "I understand. The person they were looking for, carrying something they wanted, ran into them on the road. Is there such a coincidence in this world?"

Ru recalled that when I was guided by the "Man Pillar", I found Feng Rugu's scene from a soul gathering formation in front of Qingzhu Palace. I used my thumb to describe the curve of Feng Rugu's palm and said softly: "...It's like I just happened to pick you up, right?"

Feng Rugu threw himself into his arms, and his neck bell swung, Ruyi met a pair of bright eyes that seemed to gather all the spiritual energy in the world.
Chapter completed!