"What's more, what does benevolence and righteousness have to do with me?"
Mu Yi's last words were as thunderous as usual, leaving the three women in the room stunned. They seemed to have never expected that the gentle and elegant Mu Yi would say such words. Don't Taoist priests these days pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality?
Even if you do bad things, you still put a layer of hypocrisy on yourself under the guise of benevolence and righteousness. How could you ever be so direct?
"Originally, even if you practice forbidden arts, it has nothing to do with me. After all, the world is so big, there are countless bad guys, and there are also demons that are a thousand times worse than you. Although I am a Taoist priest, I have never thought about killing demons.
Exterminating demons and putting an end to injustices in the world has nothing to do with me, so what does it have to do with me? But unfortunately, someone made a deal with me, and the price is to hand you over, so don't blame me, I can only blame your luck.
Not good." Mu Yi ignored the expressions of the three women and just said lightly.
"Haha, this thing has nothing to do with me. What does it have to do with me? It's indeed my bad luck that you found me. Even if I don't admit it, you still want to arrest me and hand me over to someone else?" Zhen Ping'er
He sneered and said slowly.
"Not bad." Mu Yi nodded.
"This little lady has seen a lot about the majestic Vermillion Bird Commander, but that's all." Zhen Ping'er said. Obviously, she knew Mu Yi's identity.
"Okay, you can be eloquent, but now that you are here, don't even think about leaving. I'm just telling you this to let you know that you don't need to show off your words with me, let alone ask me for evidence. I always do things from my heart.
"Mu Yi said calmly. Although his tone was calm, it was full of domineering.
Of course, domineering things also depend on the person. If a powerless ordinary person says this, it is not domineering, it is an idiot. Domineering requires sufficient strength and confidence.
"Ping'er, tell uncle, did you do those things?" Yan Feifei couldn't help but say at this time. Originally she shouldn't have said this, but looking at Zhen Ping'er's stubborn look, she couldn't help but say
Thinking of Junior Sister Zhu, she had almost the same expression and the same stubbornness.
"Isn't it useful?" Zhen Ping'er looked at Yan Feifei lightly.
"Flagbearer..." Yan Feifei looked at Mu Yi and wanted to ask for mercy, but as soon as she said the words, Mu Yi planned it.
"Elder Yan, if I were you, I would not say the next words. As for the reason, I think you should know it." Although Mu Yi's voice was calm, Yan Feifei felt a chill. Of course she knew it.
If she didn't know clearly, she wouldn't have come to handle the matter personally.
Yan Feifei's expression suddenly froze, and her words were stuck. Although she sympathized with Zhen Ping'er, she was not a fool. She could not make fun of her own family, life, or the entire Hehuan Sect.
The reason why she dared to speak just now was mainly because of the time they spent together. Mu Yi's calmness made her subconsciously ignore the other party's identity. Now that there was a sudden sound, she broke out in a cold sweat, and she understood even more that the young man in front of her was not only the Suzaku flag-bearer.
The envoy had the title of Demon Dao at the beginning, and along the way, his hands were stained with an unknown amount of blood.
"I've troubled Elder Yan for a while, so I won't send you off anymore." Mu Yi continued, and even directly issued an order to expel the guest.
Although Yan Feifei was a little scared in her heart, she was more angry. Since her debut, she had never been driven away like this, especially when she had just used it and then abandoned it like worn out shoes. However, even though she had the intention to stay,
, but did not dare to offend Mu Yi. Then he looked at Zhen Ping'er on the side. He couldn't help but think of the desperate expression on his junior sister's face when she left. Do you think Zhen Ping'er is in the same mood now?
Now that her junior sister is dead, should she abandon her only apprentice? On the one hand, she is condemned by her conscience, and on the other hand, she is loyal to the sect, so how should she choose?
Mu Yi did not urge her, but just looked at Yan Feifei's face turning green and red, as if she had opened a dyeing workshop, but this also showed that she was having a fierce conflict in her heart.
"Wow!"
Finally, Yan Feifei trembled all over, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her originally shiny face instantly dimmed, but her eyes became even brighter.
Before, Yan Feifei was poisoned by the incense. Although Mu Yi later activated the magic weapon bell to drive away the poison for her, this overbearing method made her mentally unstable. This kind of instability was not normal at ordinary times.
No matter what, she only needed to meditate for three to five days and she would be fine. However, because of her master and junior sister, her mood was disturbed. The two choices made her unable to control herself, her mind was trembling, and she eventually spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although her breath became sluggish, her eyes became firmer than before.
Mu Yi did not speak, and sat there with an expressionless face. It was difficult for others to guess his thoughts, but in the eyes of a few people, he was like a cold stone, and stones have no emotions.
Zhu Qing'er sat crookedly on the ground, but never got up. Her mind was injured by Mu Yi's bell before, and she couldn't use her strength at the moment.
But Zhen Ping'er's eyes couldn't find the focus. She seemed to be looking at Mu Yi or Yan Feifei, or even more like she wasn't looking at anyone.
"I beg the flag bearer to give my nephew a chance to explain. I believe she is not this kind of person." Yan Feifei bowed towards Mu Yi and said slowly but firmly.
"Oh, in what capacity are you begging me?" Mu Yi said calmly.
"As for me, this matter has nothing to do with the Hehuan Sect." Yan Feifei's face turned pale, but she still said.
"Then why do you think I should give you this face? Just because of your mere four-wheel strength? Or do you think you are extraordinary?" Mu Yi raised the corners of his mouth and revealed an evil smile, which made people unable to help but look at it.
My heart trembled.
"Uncle, there is no need to plead for me. This person seems gentle, but in fact he is cruel and cruel. He does not tolerate disobedience from others. Since he wants to arrest me, let him arrest me." Zhen Ping'er said next to her at this time, but
Her words were more like a heavy blow to Yan Feifei.
"Ping'er, you..." Yan Feifei looked at Zhen Ping'er, speechless.
"Thank you very much, uncle, for speaking out. However, it's better for uncle not to get involved in this matter, so as not to harm innocent people." Zhen Ping'er said again.
"What a touching scene. Unfortunately, I have a heart made of stone." Mu Yi stood up and said calmly. Before the two of them could say anything else, he opened the door and left.
"Miss, please." Chong Ayi walked in and looked at Zhen Ping'er and said. Obviously, he was responsible for taking care of Zhen Ping'er.
Zhen Ping'er had no expression on her face and turned to leave without saying a word. Behind her, Yan Feifei was shaking.
"Miss, you can't go." On the ground, Zhu Qing'er cried out urgently, but there was nothing she could do.
When Mu Yi returned to the inn, Nian Nuer and others had not returned yet. Zhen Ping'er followed all the way and did not choose to escape. Perhaps she herself understood that facing Mu Yi, she could not escape at all, even if she could.
For a while, he was eventually found.
Mu Yi didn't care whether Zhen Ping'er had any difficulties. He only needed to hand over the person to the old beggar. As long as he was sure that she was responsible for what happened in Foshan.
As for whether Zhen Ping'er was wronged, Mu Yi was confident that his eyes would not be able to see this. Mu Yi clearly felt a trace of deep resentment on Zhen Ping'er.
Enough.
When Nian Nuer came back, Yan Wushuang was nowhere to be seen. The little girl said that Yan Wushuang was called away by someone on the way, and Mu Yi didn't even have to think about it to know who the person who called her away was.
In fact, Mu Yi had no prejudice against Elder Yan. The fact that the other party came forward was a sign of friendship. However, this kind of friendship conflicted with him. Mu Yi couldn't just fulfill her friendship.
If Zhen Ping'er is released, who will help him?
Therefore, instead of being entangled by the other party, it is better to cut the knot quickly and cut off her thoughts to avoid any further twists and turns.
At least for now, the effect is pretty good. Next, Mu Yi only needs to take people back to Foshan. I believe that by then, the old beggar will show up.
Zhen Ping'er was very honest and never made any move to escape. However, not long after dinner, someone came to the door. The other person was a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe. Zhu Qing'er was following behind him.
, obviously the reinforcements she moved in.
With just one glance, Mu Yi's face became more solemn, and he looked directly at the middle-aged man. Although the man looked like a middle-aged man, in fact, his real age was undoubtedly older.
Moreover, the other party just stood there, giving people a calm and calm feeling, not arrogant, not showy, looking like an ordinary person, but an ordinary person cannot make Mu Yi look so solemn.
"I've seen the Vermillion Bird Bearer." After the other party saw Mu Yi, he gave a slight salute, which was a typical etiquette in the world, and from the other party, Mu Yi felt a sense of chivalry!
"I assume you are not some unknown person, right?" Mu Yi looked at the other party and said.
"My dear Bao Zhilin Huang Feihong," the middle-aged man said.
"Huang Feihong? Your Excellency, are you here for Zhen Ping'er?" Mu Yi continued to ask.
"Exactly, Ping'er is my adopted daughter. Although I don't know how to offend the flag bearer, I think it must be a misunderstanding. I am willing to apologize to the flag bearer on behalf of Ping'er." Huang Feihong said directly.
"So no matter what mistake she made, you will take her away?" Mu Yi looked at Huang Feihong and said.
"Please forgive me." Huang Feihong did not defend himself, but sighed. His attitude undoubtedly showed that he would not hesitate to fight Mu Yi.
"Okay, you and I will fight. If you win, I will hand him over to you." Mu Yi suddenly felt a sense of fighting spirit. It seemed that he hadn't had a happy fight for a long time, especially at his level.
The effect of closed-door meditation is not very great. Sometimes, the effect will be better if you fight with others.
More importantly, the Huang Feihong in front of him gave him a different feeling. The most important thing was that he could not figure out the opponent's strength.
(Huang Feihong was born in 1847, so he was already quite old at this time. Although the movies all talk about Huang Feihong in Foshan, in fact, Huang Feihong spent most of his life in Guangzhou, and Bao Zhilin was also in Ren'an, Guangzhou.
As for writing Huang Feihong, it’s just because I have a heroic plot in my heart.) (To be continued)