At midnight that day, I looked at Mu Qing, who was sleeping peacefully on my arm, and couldn't help but gently stretched out my hand and slid it on her face.
Mu Qing's little face was white and smooth, but at the same time a little cold.
I looked at the face that was close at hand with a hint of satisfaction and happiness, and then thought about the way I was frightened by her when we first met, I couldn't help but smile.
"Good fortune plays tricks on people..." I said to myself secretly.
I carefully put Mu Qing from my arms onto the soft bed, then got dressed and got off the boat.
Mu Qing was still sleeping soundly, and I slowly walked out of the head palace. After closing the door, I came to the much brighter corridor not far away.
In the corridor not far away, Ichimatsu and several core disciples were keeping vigil for me.
As soon as Yisong saw me, he quickly came over.
"Master, it's so late, what's wrong?" Yisong asked.
"It's okay, come out for a walk, thank you for your hard work..." I said to Yisong.
In fact, there is no need to keep vigil in the head palace at all, but Yunyue and Yunshan, the two mountain guardian elders, have repeatedly insisted, saying that the civil strife in Maoshan was put down just today, and Maoshan is not 100% safe now, so be more prepared.
It's also good.
So in desperation, I could only listen to their advice and let Yisong lead a few trustworthy disciples to keep vigil on the road that must pass through the sect leader's palace.
As midnight falls, Maoshan Mountain looks a little cold.
Several Maoshan disciples made a small bonfire to keep warm together. Yisong and I sat there for a while. After chatting for a while, we immediately called him and said, "Yisong, take me somewhere."
"Where do you want to go, Master?"
"The place where Yuntian is imprisoned..."
Ten minutes later, under the leadership of Yisong, I arrived at the strictest forbidden underground prison on Maoshan Mountain.
The iron prison was empty, but in the innermost part, there was an old figure imprisoned. If not Yuntian, who was the fox?
Yisong was holding a torch next to him. This forbidden underground prison was extremely cold and damp, so holding a torch would help to keep him warm.
"Master, the person is inside, be careful." Yisong told me next to me.
I nodded.
I looked around and saw at a glance that in the innermost iron cell, Yun Tian was sitting on the ground covered with hay, staring blankly at the window of the iron cell. A ray of moonlight came in and fell on his face.
Above, at this moment, he actually looks extremely old.
I walked over and stood outside the iron prison.
This iron prison has many mechanisms, making it difficult for outsiders to enter. However, it was only under the leadership of Yisong that I was able to appear in front of Yuntian so easily.
So once Yuntian is locked up here, even if he has wings, it will be difficult for him to fly out...
"Elder Yuntian, are you okay?" I stood outside the iron prison and said calmly.
Yuntian in the iron prison glanced back, and when he saw it was me, he turned back with an expressionless face.
"Excuse me, Master. I'm fine."
"It's dark and cold in the middle of the night. I brought you some wine."
I conveniently put the bottle of wine I had just brought in, and Yuntian was unequivocal. He opened the lid without saying anything and took a sip!
"Isn't Elder Yuntian afraid of me poisoning you?" I asked.
"If you become a king, you lose a bandit, or you are about to die, how can you be afraid of poisonous wine?"
Yuntian seemed to see clearly. From his calm eyes, I could feel that he probably knew that he was being used by the Xitian Sect. Even if he regretted it now, it was too late.
Because of him, Elder Yunhai died tragically.
Because of him, the corpses of many Maoshan disciples are still cold, and there are even more disciples who have turned against each other and fought hand to hand...
Now, he has seen clearly, but there is no regret in selling medicine in this world. According to Maoshan's sect rules, there is only death waiting for him.
I signaled Yisong to wait aside, while I squatted down, faced Yisong at close range, and asked, "Since Elder Yuntian drank my wine, can I ask you a question?"
"You want to ask me a question? Haha, you can ask me. I drank wine, but whether I want to answer or not depends on my mood..."
"What I want to ask is, where did the blood stains on your iron sword come from during the day..." I asked calmly.
During the day, Yuntian, an old fox, took out the iron sword that old man Chen Mie used in public, and the iron sword was stained with blood. Then Yuntian released a blood-seeking insect to find the owner of the blood on the iron sword, and
The blood-seeking bug finally found me and determined that I was the owner of the blood stains on the iron sword...
I can confirm that the iron sword belongs to old man Chen Mie. He was holding this iron sword in his hand when he entered the nine-layer iron prison and perished with that evil creature.
But I am absolutely certain that the blood stains on that iron sword are not mine!
After I finished speaking, Yuntian suddenly stopped and looked directly at me without saying a word.
I didn't say anything and watched Yun Tian's reaction quietly.
After a while, the calm Yun Tian suddenly burst into a strange smile.
His old eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a strange tone: "You came here in the middle of the night just to ask me this question?"
"good!"
"Haha, I thought it was some kind of problem..." Yun Tian suddenly changed the subject and said, "Whoever the blood-seeking bugs identify is the owner of the blood stains, isn't that who it is? Leader, why do you have to pretend anymore?"
"Pretending?" I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly!
Things have come to this point, why should I pretend?
I saw with my own eyes the old man Chen Mie who entered the nine-layered iron prison and died with the evil thing. I was not the one who killed him at all. What can I pretend to do!
What I don’t understand is, why did the blood-seeking insect identify me as the owner of the blood stains on the iron sword?
I glanced at Yuntian and said, "How did you discover the iron sword?"
"Why should I tell you? Leader!"
"Isn't the secret passage sealed? How did you find it?" I asked again.
Yuntian shook his head with a sneer on his lips. In response to my question, he just shook his head and refused to say more.
Anger gradually rose in my heart. This old fox was so stubborn even when he was about to die...
Seeing that I couldn't find anything out from the old fox Yuntian, I sighed in my heart and thought that I could only go to the small black room to have a look in person.
I called Yisong, and we walked out of the underground prison together.
As soon as I got out of the dungeon, I took Yisong directly to the small dark room where the photo albums of past Maoshan leaders were stored.
"Yisong, wait for me outside." I said.
"Yes, Master."
Yisong was waiting outside the small dark room, and I walked straight in.
In this small dark room, there is actually a secret passage leading to the bottom of Maoshan Mountain. At the end of the secret passage is a cave hollowed out inside Maoshan Mountain.
Now, as soon as I entered the small dark room, I quickly opened the switch of the secret passage.
I took a closer look at the switch of the secret passage and found that there were some more footprints on it. Obviously, during the time I left, other people should have entered and exited this secret passage...