When the lanterns first came on, Ying Shaoguang left Jinghong Zhaoying.
Ling Bufei sent him to the photo platform and returned to the courtyard.
In Songtao Pavilion, Ling Yungao looked at the moving dots below and smiled silently.
"Sect Master." Xingzhi came in cautiously to serve tea.
After Qiu Yinong's death, he found that he was the one who missed her the most. The sect master only showed sadness on the day of her death. The Qiu family came to visit and left happily after receiving the benefits promised by the sect master. He was the only one who made tea.
Whenever I serve, I will always think of her.
There was an empty, groundless fear deep in his heart, and for the first time he was deeply confused about the future. If only the autumn weather was strong, even if something happened, he would not be the first.
Ling Yungao responded casually and asked casually: "Xingzhi, you said that Ying Shaoguang gave birth to a baby and went to Jinghong to take a photo first. What does this mean?"
Xingzhi blinked and replied uncertainly: "I heard that the last time Junior Brother Ying went out, he happened to bump into the young sect leader, so they walked together. I guess we have some friendship?"
Ling Yungao nodded lightly and said quietly: "Everyone of them is unreliable!"
He didn't point it out clearly, but Xingzhi knew that he was talking about Yang Xiangtian. In the past, Elder Yang was undoubtedly on the side of the sect leader, but now his disciple is running towards Jinghong Zhaoying. It is obvious who to choose.
Xingzhi didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he bowed and retreated.
There was only one person left in Songtao Pavilion. Ling Yun picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The temperature of the water made him frown. Thinking of the autumn atmosphere that had left him dead without a burial place, he felt a vague pity in his heart.
When it comes to serving him, the autumn weather is the most suitable for him. Xingzhi is also very attentive, but it lacks a little bit of warmth. Maybe this is talent!
However, there is no resurrection after death, so we still have to look forward.
Ling Yungao threw the tea cup away, walked to the desk, and read the file again.
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Early in the morning, Beifeng left the Discipline Hall and moved his hands and feet.
He is the master of the Discipline Hall, responsible for disciplining the disciples and maintaining order. He is mainly responsible for verifying the events in the arena. He has been staying in the Discipline Hall for the past few days, constantly asking for confessions, and is extremely busy.
According to him, this matter is Bai Mengjin's suspicion formation. She is the only demon cultivator in the sect. Who is the most beneficial to the demonic barrier in the ban? Of course it is herself! She is afraid that she arranged this matter deliberately to get herself off the hook.
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But without evidence, the matter was stuck. No matter how many times he checked the process of setting up the arena, there was no doubt.
"How long will this take?" Sad Wind said to himself.
He was a little impatient. If he couldn't find out, the matter couldn't be settled, and he couldn't deal with Bai Mengjin, let alone the dispute between the sect master and the young sect master...
But how do you ask him to investigate? The evidence is too clean!
"Master, it's not good!" The disciple came to report hurriedly.
"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Bei Feng was dissatisfied, "This is the case, what else can happen?"
The disciple reported: "The young sect master is here, and he said that this place belongs to him."
Beifeng was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "This is unreasonable! Even if he is the young sect leader, he can't act so randomly! The sect leader allowed him to investigate on his own, but he didn't say that he could meddle in the Discipline Hall at will!"
The disciple smiled bitterly: "Master, we can't stop you!"
Useless thing! Sad Feng walked back with a grunt, and when he arrived at the front yard, there was indeed a commotion.
"Here, the table is set here!"
"Where are the files? Bring them all to me!"
"Where are the witnesses? Let them come over and question them one by one."
Seeing the commotion in the front yard, Beifeng held back his anger and walked over quickly: "Young Sect Leader!"
Ling Bufei glanced at him: "Oh, Uncle Beifeng, you came just in time! Your Discipline Hall is really a bit shameful. I've been here for a while, and I can't even ask them to do a few small things."
"Hall Master." When the disciples saw him, they felt as if they were being pardoned.
Isn’t that something they can do? They don’t dare! The files of the Discipline Hall cannot be handed over to others casually, but the young sect leader has the sect leader’s order, so he can control them...
Beifeng took a deep breath and asked: "What are you doing here, young master? Don't you not believe us? Do you still want to read our files?"
"Listen and you will understand!" Ling Bufei smiled as if he had no grudges at all, "You have the most complete things here, and it saves me the trouble of looking for them again, right?"
Beifeng was not happy: "Then the young sect master should look for it again. If something goes wrong, the young sect master will accuse me of the Discipline Hall."
"Is there any problem? I'll know after checking it?" Ling Bufei smiled with a smile on his face, but his words were not polite at all, "Or is there something fishy in the Discipline Hall that Master Beifeng doesn't want me to check? "
Beifeng raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Young sect leader, don't be slanderous. We all follow the rules. I dare not say that we have not missed a clue, at least we will not give in to a trick."
"Really?" Ling Bufei took the file and fanned it, "Since my uncle is so confident, let me take a look. Otherwise, I can only go to my uncle and say that your Discipline Hall has violated the orders of the sect master. See it in your eyes."
Beifeng was so angry at him that his chest heaved for a while, and finally he flicked his sleeves and said, "Young Sect Leader, you can take a look if you want! I am right here, and I want to see what the Young Sect Leader finds out!"
Ling Bufei was satisfied and called out: "Axu!"
"Yes." Baili Xu waved, and a group of people cheered in from outside.
They squeezed out the deacons in the Discipline Hall, those who moved tables and chairs, and those who were looking for files. They quickly occupied the magpie's nest and occupied the middle hall.
Then they began to work as if no one was around.
They rehearsed confessions, read directories, and even audited accounts.
Beifeng was confused: "What are you doing with the account books?"
"Of course we need to check if there is any problem in the Discipline Hall." Ling Bufei replied matter-of-factly, "Maybe someone was working inside and outside and wiped out all the evidence?"
The account books of the Discipline Hall must go through him as the head of the hall. Doesn't this mean that he is suspected of colluding with others? He was so sad that he was so angry.
"Young Sect Master, don't go too far! The Sect Master only allowed you to investigate the matter in the arena, but he didn't say..."
Ling Bufei interrupted him: "So, Uncle Beifeng, can you guarantee that your Discipline Hall is clean and there is nothing wrong with it? If you get a little bit of it, you will die as an apology."
Why do you want to die to apologize? He was not the person he killed!
"Young Sect Leader, how can you argue so hard with your words?"
"Master uncle, don't you dare?" Ling Bu smiled half-heartedly, "You didn't let me check, and I thought I felt guilty! How about we go to my uncle to judge the matter?"
I can't talk properly! I went to see the sect leader, and with his nonsense, you can imagine what the final result will be.
After feeling sad for a long time, he could only roll up his sleeves and said: "Check! If you want, young master, check it! But if you can't find anything, you must give an explanation to our Discipline Hall!"
Ling Bufei said curiously: "What Uncle Beifeng said makes no sense. Isn't it natural that we can't find anything? Could it be that you have made meritorious deeds? This kind of mentality is incredible."
"I……"
"Of course, I believe that Uncle Beifeng is innocent. Don't worry, we will help you clear your suspicions and give you justice."
The sadness is incredible.
Hey, what you are saying is that bringing someone to break into the Discipline Hall will actually help him?