The mountain wind was so strong that it was like the roar of a wild animal. The already harsh wind at the top of the mountain made the mountain wind even more violent and unpredictable because of the silence of everyone present.
Let's not mention who the bloody gourd is. Just because Feng Jueyu dared to come to the meeting alone, the heroes of Xilu were shocked. You must know that the top of the mountain is all from Xilvlin, and Feng Jueyu couldn't understand even half of a sentence.
He understood that it would be as difficult for him to climb down the mountain as it was to ascend to the sky.
I don’t know whether this kid is stupid or really arrogant. Could he really be evidence to prove that the murderer of Elder Huangfu Fanyi was Hen Wuji?
Everyone began to waver, and even the hall masters and the helmsman standing next to Hen Wuji looked suspicious.
The Supreme Sword Chi's failure meant that he hated Wuji who could only confront Feng Jueyu in Wangqiu Mountain, but no matter what, he couldn't let this young boy destroy everything he had worked hard to build for decades so blatantly.
Take it away. For this reason, Hen Wuji also prepared a follow-up move.
There is really no way to take back the West Green Forest by force. In any case, the owner of the Green Forest must be I, Hate Wuji.
Determined to take over the position of leader of the alliance, Xin Wuji waved away the unhappiness and fear in his heart, walked out calmly, and said in a cold voice: "Feng Jueyu, you are very courageous. After killing the elder, you still dare to go up the mountain?"
"Haha." Feng Jueyu has already mastered sufficient evidence that Hen Wuji murdered his adoptive father and usurped power. Unfortunately, he didn't know that what he did had been recorded in blood by the dead Huangfu Fanyi. Now that a disaster is approaching, he actually
It's really ridiculous that you are still pretending to be a villain.
Feng Jueyu laughed sarcastically, and sat on a big rock with his horse drawn horizontally. He waved his sleeves wildly and said loudly: "Hen Wuji, Feng really admires your calmness. You have committed such heinous crimes, yet you are still able to do so."
Are you really treating the brothers of the Green Forest Alliance as idiots and useless trash when you are just talking nonsense? No matter what, it is useless to say more. Since you said that Feng killed Elder Huangfu, let the evidence speak for itself."
He spread out his hands and laid out the carriages and horses...
Yan Chong and Xiong Mao were all filled with righteous indignation. They pointed at Feng Jueyu's nose and cursed: "You have Mr. Jin's personal testimony, but you still don't plead guilty. What are your intentions for messing around like this?"
As they spoke, everyone let Jin Zixuan out. This Jin Zixuan was originally trying to turn a deer into a horse under the intimidation of Hen Wuji, but when he saw Feng Jueyu, he had already lost his confidence, but he still said timidly: "Yes,
It was Feng Jueyu who killed grandpa..."
Qiu Xiaotang and other old village leaders saw Feng Jueyu's will and inspired him. Qiu Xiaotang said: "Master Jin, you insist that Feng Jueyu killed the elder. How did he kill him and how he did it. Master Jin
, you were the only one present at that time, and you must have seen clearly what Feng Jueyu did, so please ask Mr. Jin to explain everything that happened that day in detail in front of everyone."
Jin Zixuan spoke coldly, sweating like rain, and said solemnly: "Feng Jueyu used Xian Qing to wait for the letter of fire, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed grandpa..."
"Where did you stab the elder?" Qiu Xiaotang asked immediately before Jin Zixuan finished speaking.
"It's...the abdomen..."
"Abdomen? Can you tell me more clearly where the abdomen is?"
Seeing that Jin Zixuan was speaking incoherently, several old men realized that something was wrong, and one by one they shouted and forced Jin Zixuan to speak out immediately.
Jin Zixuan looked at Hen Wuji from time to time. In fact, his confession had been corrected a long time ago, but when Feng Jueyu went up the mountain, he lost all confidence and was so frightened that he even forgot about what he had said before.
With his rhetoric, he is asking for help from Hen Wuji.
Yuan Santu glanced at Jin Zixuan with squinted eyes, cursed something useless in his mind, and immediately continued: "The elder was stabbed in the Dantian of the abdomen. The force of the knife split violently and injured..."
"Yuan Santa, you weren't there at the time. It's not your turn to speak here." Qiu Xiaotang is a mature and accomplished person regardless of his cultivation. How could he let Yuan Santa help Jin Zixuan smooth things over?
Yuan Santu was not an easy character to deal with either. He was not sulky when he was rebuked, and said unhurriedly: "The facts are the facts. The young master is the only descendant of the elder. How can he casually frame others? The murderer is armed with a sharp blade.
The elder's Dantian Qi veins were cut off. The elder had been suffering from chronic illness for many years. He suffered from miscalculation and was outnumbered. He did not call for help in time and died on the spot. This matter has been proved by the autopsy of the doctor in the villa, and there is no falsehood. "
These words were flawless, and they covered up Jin Zixuan's embarrassment. Feng Jueyu looked on coldly, knowing that it would be the same if he continued to ask questions after Yuan Santu's reminder. They had a witness, and if he had no other evidence, he would tell the truth.
No one in heaven would believe it.
It's a pity that Xin Wuji made a mistake. Not only did he have evidence, but it was also ironclad evidence written by the victim himself. Moreover, there was also the witness of Mr. Tu at the foot of the mountain. In addition, the matter of Hen Wuji's collusion with the Gold and Silver Society would also come to light, and all three parties had ironclad evidence.
So, I'm not afraid that he will hate Wuji and refuse to admit it.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu waved his hand to interrupt Qiu Xiaotang and laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, okay, since Hall Master Hate has evidence in hand, Feng will also bring out a piece of evidence for everyone to identify."
"Evidence, what evidence will he have?"
Feng Jueyu's confidence stunned all the heroes present. Speaking of evidence, is there any more powerful evidence than Huangfu Fanyi's grandson Jin Zixuan?
"Evidence?" Xiong Gao grinned and didn't believe Feng Jueyu's absurd words at all. He waved his big hand twice like a cattail leaf fan and said with disdain from the bottom of his heart: "Take a look at it, take it...
…”
"take it out."
Everyone behind Hen Wuji shouted at the same time, depending on what he meant, if Feng Jueyu couldn't produce the evidence he said, he would probably be cut to pieces by these people in the next moment.
Qiu Xiaotang and others' eyes were like lights, but they didn't say a word. However, looking at the expectant looks in their eyes, they were probably more eager than the people around Xian Wuji.
It's no wonder that they are rebellious and hateful Shui regardless of their own considerations. If there is no evidence, it will determine that they will face a tragic fate in the future.
Feng Jueyu calmly took out the blood book that Master Tu had given him. The dirty scraps were blown up by the wind and emitted a foul smell. He shook it full of joking and ridicule and said:
"This is the proof."
When Yan Chong and others saw it, they burst into laughter: "Haha, Feng Jueyu, your brain is broken, is this a piece of rag the evidence? It's not as good as my mother-in-law's foot-binding cloth."
Yan Chong's words caused everyone to laugh, and several old men around Qiu Xiaotang sighed helplessly when they saw this.
Only Qiu Xiaotang understood that Feng Jueyu would never treat the entire West Green Forest as a fool at this juncture. The old man couldn't wait and ran over to grab the rag. When he opened it, his whole body was shaking with anger.
stand up.
Feng Jueyu patted his butt and stood up, and said loudly: "This blood book was written by Elder Huangfu during his lifetime. It records in detail how Hall Master Hatred mixed the elder's food with poison, causing the elder to become extremely poisonous.
He attacked his mind, lost all his cultivation, and eventually passed away unfortunately. If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself whether it is the handwriting of Elder Huangfu."
After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, the entire audience fell silent...
Huangfu Fanyi’s handwritten blood letter...
Is there any irrefutable evidence that Xen Wuji poisoned himself?
The writings written during one's lifetime must have ended with anger, and the person writing the writings must have shed blood and tears every word, and every sentence was desolate...
After hearing what Feng Jueyu said, several old men behind Qiu Xiaotang rushed away and surrounded Qiu Xiaotang. Several pairs of slender pupils gathered on the dirty blood-written rags, and wrote blood inscriptions on the cloth.
It immediately made several old men burst into tears.
The handwriting on the blood book was written by Huangfu Fanyi. Every word is bitter, and every sentence is full of blood and tears, as if Huangfu Fanyi's experience is vividly visible in front of his eyes. It can't help but make people feel sad and angry.
"Snapped!"
Qiu Xiaotang was furious and threw the blood book at Hen Wuji's feet. He pointed at the blood book with trembling fingers and burst into tears, cursing: "Hen Wuji, you beast, shameless, ungrateful beast, you
Show it to me. Pick it up and look at it with your eyes wide open. This is the elder’s handwritten blood letter. It is his resentment and anger towards you. You beast..."
Although Qiu Xiaotang had some selfish motives for protecting his position, his respect for Huangfu Fanyi was long-standing and indelible. When he saw that Huangfu Fanyi's words were all about accusing Henwuji of being placed under house arrest, he issued a decree
Poisoned and assassinated, Qiu Xiaotang wished he could tear Hen Wuji into pieces immediately to relieve the hatred in his heart.
The five old men behind him had the same idea, and they kept yelling at each other like beasts.
All the hall masters behind Hen Wuji were dumbfounded. Speaking of his plot to assassinate Huangfu Fanyi, only Yuan Santu, Yan Chong and Jin Zixuan knew about it. As for the Xiong Manuscript, they didn't know the secret at all. When they saw the blood book this time, they immediately picked it up.
He stood up and said in disbelief after reading it: "Impossible, this is impossible, this blood book must have been forged by someone."
Xin Wuji's voice was silent, and his eyes were as if they wanted to spit out fire.
Unexpectedly, never expected that Huangfu Fan would leave himself a big trouble before his death. How did he get this blood book?
Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and said: "Wuyun Villa has always been famous for its black black armor, but no one knows that Elder Huangfu, who is famous for making armor, has a helper, and this helper has been imprisoned in the underground palace.
I’m afraid Hall Master Hate is very aware of this matter, should I find Jia Mu and confront Hall Master Hate?”
"Wow!"
There was an uproar again on the top of Wangqiu Mountain. Almost all the heroes present looked sideways at Hen Wuji. What surprised them was that Hen Wuji didn't show any surprise at all. He didn't even have the thought of refuting. Did Feng Jueyu say that?
Is it all true?
Feng Jueyu laughed happily, his playful gaze swept across the audience, and said without surprising: "It seems that everyone still doesn't want to believe it, so let me tell you something that others don't know. Everyone, Hate Hall
Lord, the adopted son of Elder Huangfu and the pioneer of benevolence and righteousness of Zhonghou Hall, has actually been colluding with the assassin organization Gold and Silver Society. I’m afraid everyone still doesn’t know about this, right?”