Everyone raised their own doubts and then discussed them.
Gu Yunzhou:
"It is obvious and inevitable that as a Confucian scholar, the Second Young Master cannot be completely deceived by evil arts even if he does not know martial arts, so how could he not be aware of the various rituals performed by the Second Young Madam? To sum up,
, even if he had not participated in it, he must have understood Biduo. His depression and fear were just acting and disguising, and he was lying."
"Not necessarily. Confucian people may not be able to withstand the superior magic of Tianli Sect, let alone an ordinary person who is not strong in martial arts and may not be determined."
Jian Qingci shook his head.
"On the other hand, the third young master has been uneasy since he entered the hall and dared not look directly at us. Perhaps this can be understood as the fear of the matter being exposed..."
"You all have a point in what you said, but don't you think that the eldest son and his wife may seem calm? Even though the eldest son has a firm conscience, his wife is just an ordinary woman, and she is not panicked about this matter.
Is there something suspicious?"
Zhang Lie was confused by the opinions of several people and rubbed the back of his head.
"Then based on what you guys think, the Qilian family are all bad guys? Why don't we inform Mr. Qilian and kill them all?"
Meng Yuqi held her forehead and patted Zhang Lie on the shoulder, saying:
"Brother Lie, that's my son..."
"Hahaha, that's right..." Zhang Lie said with a smile.
Everyone was also pulled away from their thinking because of Zhang Lie's remarks.
"The traces at the scene did not give any clues. The only thing we can know is that the amount of bleeding was huge. It seemed that not only one person was bleeding."
Not just one person... Han Feng fell into deep thought...
Guo Qinhan slapped his right hand on the palm of his left hand and decided:
"There are too few clues and there is nothing we can do. We can only wait for the so-called ghost to appear and deal with it directly."
"Well, a good idea is to deal with it directly."
Zhang Lie nodded.
Han Feng looked at Gu Yunzhou, Meng Yuqi and Jian Qingci were all nodding along and felt speechless...
These people are really tough...
After the short discussion, everyone went back to their houses to rest.
It's getting late.
Han Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced "Zixia Secret Book".
After reaching the eighth level, the cultivation speed of "Zixia Secret Book" has also slowed down, and there is still a long way to go before the seventh level.
The true energy flows through the limbs and bones, washing the muscles and bones.
The consciousness gradually becomes immersed in the surrounding environment.
But there is an indescribable feeling of being out of place... It's like you're going to a movie alone, and the lights in the screening room are all turned off, but the people sitting in front of you all turn around and look at you without saying a word... It's really chilling.
Stand up.
Feeling uneasy, Han Feng picked up the knife on the bedside, opened the door and walked out of the wing.
The stars are brilliant, but they cannot shine through the shadows of the trees.
Alone alone, Han Feng suddenly felt like there was a pair of invisible eyes watching in the shadows...
As a former high-ranking official of the imperial court, Qilian Anguo was dismissed from office and returned to his hometown because he cursed the national preceptor [Wu Shengjun] in the court hall, which made him famous for a while.
But how could such a former court official get into trouble with the Tenri Sect?
Even if the Tianli Sect wants to attack court officials, what is the point of dealing with Qilian Anguo, who has lost its power and real power?
Qilian Yutang, Qilian Jinluo, Qilian Silver Ping... Who exactly played what role among these three brothers?
How much does Qilian Yinshuang, a disciple of Qingtian Sword Sect, know about this?
Han Feng was a little confused by these obscure clues, and felt that he was always looking for the wrong idea.
Suddenly, a servant's figure walked past the courtyard door.
It's so late...what's a servant doing here?
Han Feng thought and chased after him, but the guy seemed to move slowly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng searched around and came to the lake in the villa.
The water of the lake is clear, reflecting the sea of stars.
The cool night breeze blew the willow trees by the lake.
Han Feng was independent and looked around, finding nothing.
"Siwei Han came here late at night, why?"
Qilian Yinshuang walked out from the side with a calm expression and a simple long sword in his hand.
The Qingtian Sword Sect is one of the three major sword sects in the Li Kingdom, and Qilian Yinshuang is one of its disciples. Regardless of his temperament, his martial arts skills should not be too bad.
"It turns out to be the fourth young lady. I just noticed that a servant of your mansion was walking in a hurry with a mysterious expression. I followed him all the way here but lost him."
"A domestic servant at the Villa...?"
Qilian Yinshuang frowned, her white clothes with silver patterns swaying slightly in the night wind, and her ink-like hair shimmering in the starlight.
"Did Han Siwei read it correctly?"
"Absolutely not."
The two people stood in front of the lake, not knowing each other's thoughts.
Han Feng thought that he would take the opportunity to learn more information:
"Fourth Miss, when you rescued Mr. Qilian that day, were Mr. Qilian and the Second Young Madam the only ones present?"
"Huh?" Qilian Yinshuang seemed a little surprised by Han Feng's question, but still nodded in response, "Yes...that's right..."
Han Feng asked:
"Then have you examined the bodies of the Second Young Madam and the servant?"
Qilian Yinshuang shook his head:
"No, the situation was urgent at that time, so I had no choice but to use the superior sword moves of the Qingtian Sword Sect. Under the ultimate technique, no corpse was left behind."
Han Feng's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.
Just when Han Feng was about to continue asking questions.
Suddenly, a scream came from the villa.
"ah!!!"
…
"what sound?"
Han Feng and Qilian Yinshuang looked at each other and ran in the direction of the sound.
Torches and lanterns illuminated half of the villa.
Han Feng and the two pursued all the way, but they bumped into an illusory blood-colored shadow all around them.
The shadow looked a bit like the Black Shadow Lord in the Conan animation. His form and face could not be clearly seen, but the blood on his body looked particularly terrifying and bloody.
They collided head-on with Han Feng. The bloody ghost waved its arms and grabbed Han Feng with its claws that smelled of blood.
Han Feng did not dodge and raised the palm of his left hand.
Invisible petals are flying, and one palm reaches into the thousands of flowers.
"Iron Palm Flying Flower" brings the strong Zixia Qi into the bloody ghost shadow.
The ghost took one step back, and Han Feng took three steps back.
But while Han Feng was waving his left hand, his right hand had already pulled out the saber from his waist.
Wisps of faint black energy emitted from the blade, turning into Bagua patterns. The blade was drawn out with lightning speed.
Lightning slashed the bloody ghost's neck with a knife, and the knife splashed a large amount of blood.
However, after leaving a large amount of blood, the ghost seemed to be fine and grabbed Han Feng with both hands.
At this time, Qilian Yinshuang also drew his sword to help fight, forcing the bloody ghost figure back with one strike, but it seemed that he did not show any real skills.
The ghost figure was forced back by the sword, turned around and ran away, running left and right in the rockery garden, and soon lost its trace.
Han Feng raised his knife and wanted to pursue him, but immediately stopped and turned to look at Qilian Yinshuang: