The restless Sanqingshan ushered in a peaceful night.
That night, Sanqing Mountain was silent but filled with a solemn atmosphere. Many Sanqing Temple disciples were wandering among the mountains and forests, especially outside the residences of Xiang Que and Yang Zhuqing, which were tightly guarded and airtight.
Two people in the same situation have different mentality. Yang Zhuqing leaned against the bamboo bed and closed his eyes to rest, as if he was turning a blind eye to everything happening outside. Xiang Que stayed awake for a long time, looking at Sanqing who had blocked the entire back hall with complicated thoughts.
Looking at his disciples, he feels that he is too passive and has always been led by others. This style really does not belong to him.
After one night, Xiang Que was still awake and unable to sleep. He was always thinking about why Yang Qingzhu risked losing both sides and had Zhao Jiamuqing killed.
After the morning light began to shine on the horizon, dawn was approaching. Xiang Que shook his head suddenly and finally figured it out.
"Does she want to kill two birds with one stone..." Xiang Que pursed his lips, and finally guessed what Yang Qingzhu was thinking: "Qingzhu snake mouth, Huang Feng tail needle, neither of them.
Poison is the most poisonous to a woman's heart..."
Xiang Que clenched his fists, and Gaba thought, after all, this woman still couldn't believe that he confided the secret about mining to Sanqing Temple at the critical moment.
Previously, Yang Qingzhu had told Xiang Que categorically that she did not believe that he would not reveal the secrets of mining to Sanqing Guan after he sought the protection of Sanqing Guan. She believed that Xiang Que, who was unwilling to stay in Baidi City, would definitely not reveal his secrets to Sanqing Guan.
Xiang Que mistakenly thought that Yang Qingzhu believed this inference at the time, but he never expected that this thoughtful woman would eventually ignore him. She may have felt that Xiang Que had no idea about Sanqing Temple.
The possibility of keeping it secret only accounts for 50%, and the remaining 50% can be completely thrown into the embrace of Sanqing Guan.
Therefore, as soon as he arrived at Sanqing Mountain yesterday, Yang Qingzhu saw the opportunity and secretly killed Zhao Jiamuqing. In this way, regardless of whether he was the person killed by Xiang Que or not, Sanqingguan would regard him as a suspect.
He then left him here, and no matter what he said to Zhao Qingfeng, he would not believe it.
In the end, Xiang Que's only way out is to be forced to leave Sanqing Temple. In this way, Baidi City will have another chance to capture Xiang Que. At the same time, as soon as he leaves Sanqing Temple, his murder charge will be fulfilled.
, whether Zhao Qingfeng believes it or not, he has to blame Xiang Que for the murder of his son, and there is no need for Baidi City to pay any price for the three people from Sanqingguan, and he can save a lot of benefits.
inside.
"Hey..." Xiang Que sighed faintly and rubbed his aching head. His head was so big. Yang Qingzhu, Yang Qingzhu, what a green bamboo snake, this woman is simply too poisonous.
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"Uh-huh" Xiang Que let go of his hands, turned around and went back to the bed, lay down on it, and simply turned a blind eye to what was going on outside.
On this day, Sanqingguan was still investigating intensively. There were only two suspects in the death of Zhao Jiamuqing. The investigation was difficult or simple.
Zhao Qingfeng came to meet Xiang Que in person, and the two were alone together.
"I can basically confirm that Mu Qing's death was not caused by you." Zhao Qingfeng said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Although I am not a very capable dog, I have taught you carefully for almost thirty years, and my cultivation has improved."
You are still very accomplished. You are just a Taoist. Even if you were able to kill the cavalry of Baidi City, I think it was only after a chaotic battle, right? Mu Qing's death was silent. He was killed with a single blow.
I'm afraid you can't do it so neatly. I guess it's only possible to ask God to take action, so of course you won't be the one to kill, unless..."
Xiang Que smiled bitterly and said, "Unless I have helpers?"
"If you really have someone from the God-Asking Realm here to help you, I guess you don't need to hide in our Sanqing Temple, right?" Zhao Qingfeng asked.
"Guanzhu Zhao, will you let me go?" Xiang Que said.
Zhao Qingfeng shook his head and said: "You didn't kill Quan Zi, but he died because of you. Even if I know that you are not the murderer of Mu Qing, I still can't let go of the hatred in my heart. Xiang Que, please stay here in the back hall first."
Just stay there and wait until I find the person who did it in Baidi City."
After Zhao Qingfeng left, Xiang Que sighed helplessly, watched him leave, and said softly: "I want peace and quiet, but the strong wind always blows by me?"
Yang Qingzhu, who was separated from Xiang Que by a mountain, looked towards the back hall: "I just want to see how long you can last."
Xiang Que really can't survive much longer. If Zhao Qingfeng can't find any evidence of murder for one day, why should I be imprisoned here for one day?
That night, Sanqing Temple was still under martial law, but the news was a little worse than the previous day. Especially when Zhao Qingfeng came to the back hall and had a chat with Xiang Que, the person responsible for guarding him also noticed.
A little bit of fame has come.
On the contrary, the precautions on Yang Qingzhu's side have been tightened a lot.
At midnight.
Xiang Que, who had been lying on the bed since dark, suddenly sat upright, walked quietly to the door, and frowned slightly as he looked at the looming figure on the top of the apse.
Xiang Que's figure was like a ghost, floating gently behind a person, putting his palm on his back, and asked softly: "If you don't say anything, I can promise not to kill you. If you say anything,
Then I can only really say sorry to you Sanqingguan."
Xiang Que was forced to have no choice but to finally follow Yang Qingzhu's ideas and had to escape from Sanqing Temple.
The other person stiffened, then nodded.
"Tell me the way down the mountain"
"You have to go to the front hall..."
Xiang Que interrupted him directly and said: "Don't make trouble. You and the entire Sanqing Temple know that your highness went down the mountain before. Are you kidding me? Is there only one way down the mountain for such a big Sanqingsan Temple? Cooperate.
Is it OK, otherwise I really don’t mind sending you to see your white-haired young master?”
"On the right, there are fewer people there, and it leads to the back door of Sanqing Temple at the foot of the mountain."
"Shh," Xiang Que whispered, "You have to be quiet, let's go."
As soon as the two of them turned around, the man Xiang Que was holding hostage suddenly slammed into Xiang Que, who had just turned around. The man fell directly forward, and then rolled several times on the ground.
"Pfft" What Xiang Que didn't expect was that just as the other party was about to stand up and before he could speak, a sword suddenly flew out of nowhere and penetrated his head directly, nailing him to the ground.
"Huh!" Xiang Que looked at the jungle in the distance in shock.
A slight abnormal noise alerted several other people on the top of the mountain, and all the Sanqingguan disciples turned to look at Xiang Que.