Yu Xian tried hard to shake off his absurd thoughts and asked warily, "Who are you?"
The woman in green didn't answer.
After waiting for a while, seeing that Yu Xian didn't refute, he nodded lightly and said, "It seems so."
As he spoke, he handed the sword to his left hand, took out a roll of silk with small characters written on it in his right hand, and unfolded it in front of Yu Xian.
The woman in green had a calm look on her face, "Someone sent a message to our sect, saying that there are many disciples under our sect who have committed many crimes. Is this possible?"
When Yu Xian saw the attitude of raising an army to investigate the crime, he thought he was just like those officials, a righteous man who appeared out of nowhere.
He breathed a sigh of relief and pointed helplessly at his side.
Several lines of small words have already been written there.
"I didn't harm Emperor Ling, I didn't burn Luoyang, I didn't sleep with the eldest princess, and I didn't massacre the city and steal money. Liu Yan's rebellion has nothing to do with me."
"I'm not, I don't. I don't believe in rumors, and I don't spread rumors."
The woman did not expect that Yu Xian would react like this. She looked at the silk book in her hand with confusion, and then at Yu Xian with confusion.
Yu Xian also realized at this time that this beauty seemed to have mentioned the word "our sect" just now.
"My sect?" Yu Xian looked over in astonishment.
The woman in green clothes looked smiling.
She used the hand holding the sword to help open the silk book, and said to Yu Xian seriously, "Someone reported to our sect that a disciple in the sect was filthy and disorderly, and behaved in an unethical manner with his disciples and disciples. I am here.
To ask guilt."
"What?!"
Yu Xian was shocked and hurriedly read the silk book in the hand of the woman in blue.
Upon closer inspection, I feel really fucked up.
Isn’t this what I gave the mountain-moving Taoist to do nothing about?
Did this guy report himself later?
You are a Taoist with thick eyebrows and big eyes. When you heard this, you were very happy. You turned around and reported it to the master.
He is not human!
Yu Xian was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "I was wronged!"
The woman in green clothes was unmoved, "The door has been calculated by Bai Yunzi. The above words are all from your mouth. Bai Yunzi has always practiced the art of mental communication, able to distinguish between right and wrong, understand the real and the false, see through whims and disasters. He
If so, I believe it.”
Yu Xian asked directly with grief and indignation, "Did Master Banshan report it?"
The woman in green frowned slightly and said with some displeasure, "I'm asking you."
Yu Xian insisted, "Just say it, right?"
Oh shit.
What about the good people who promised to have a safe life?
The woman in Tsing Yi was obviously confused about Yu Xian's routine.
She frowned lightly and finally answered.
"That's right. Taoist Banshan has repeatedly violated the commandments, and has always wanted to return to Heming Mountain after being expelled from the master. This time, he was reported through the air in order to atone for his sins."
When Yu Xian heard this, he thought about it, but he still didn't understand.
No wonder Taoist Banshan behaved so strangely.
It was obvious that after he heard that he was a disciple of Heming Mountain, he deliberately sought to take credit for his own mistakes.
It's a pity that I thought I had grasped his preference and wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Who would have thought that every word I said at that time would now become evidence of guilt.
This makes sense.
No wonder Taoist Banshan went to great lengths to keep himself at Hulao Pass. He was the capital for claiming credit.
Yu Xian looked at the woman in green clothes and was about to cry without tears.
He thought for a while, and his tone became much more polite, "You haven't asked for the senior's name yet?"
Yu Xian was the only disciple of Chong Xuanzi, and to be able to come and accuse him, he had to be someone who could treat his head and offer wine as a sacrifice.
The woman in green didn't answer. Yu Xian looked up and saw a trace of confusion flashing across her face.
Then his expression calmed down, and he lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Xian, "I am, Qing Qingzi."
Yu Xian looked at Qing Qingzi's condescending gaze and seemed to be familiar with it.
It seemed like I had seen this scene before.
Then he heard what the woman in Qingyi said and was shocked. Is she Qingqingzi?
Heming Dao Palace’s military responsibility?
Yu Xian still remembered that when he first entered the profession, he was asked several questions by Chong Xuanzi.
At the last moment, Chongxuanzi told Yu Xian that Qingqingzi had asked him the day before yesterday.
"She had beheaded a deer in her dream, and then she went to the back mountain to look for it, and she saw the deer corpse. However, there were no scars on the deer corpse where the sword was. She was a little confused. She didn't know whether she had this dream because the deer was dead, or because the deer was dead.
Because of this dream, the deer died an untimely death."
Yu Xian was unable to answer this question at the time, so he had to resort to tricks.
Later, when Yu Xian and Guo Jia were returning to the mountains together, they passed by a lake. There was a stone beside the lake, which looked murderous.
Yu Xian originally thought it was a rare treasure, but later Bai Yunzi revealed that it was the stone Qing Qingzi used to sharpen his swords.
Yu Xian has never seen this strategic deterrent force in Heming Mountain since he started his career. He didn't expect that when they met for the first time, it was actually used to deter him!
Seeing that Yu Xian was speechless, Qing Qingzi still lowered his eyes and asked, "If you can't prove yourself, I will use the testimony of Taoist Banshan and Bai Yunzi's calculations to punish you."
When Yu Xian heard that there seemed to be a chance of improvement, he quickly explained the cause and effect.
Even in the many situations where there is no necessity, everything is done in every detail.
Of course, when describing Taoist Master Banshan, he is naturally described as sinister, vicious, and extremely vulgar.
Yu Xian talked for a long time, and Qing Qingzi listened carefully.
Then he only asked Yu Xian, "Do you have admiration for that disciple? Do you really have nothing to do with that disciple?"
Yu Xian was startled after hearing this, and his heart was filled with tangles.
How to define this?
Looking at Qing Qingzi's lacquer-like eyes, Yu Xian didn't know how to speak.
Qing Qingzi thought for a while and said, "Well, since you don't accept it, I can't make any judgments. Taoist Bishan and you have different opinions, and Bai Yunzi's calculations are not good for you. If those two women also say that you have coercion,
If you do this, I can only abolish your cultivation and leave it to them."
Hearing this, Yu Xian felt dizzy again.
Yu Xian fell into Mei Lan's scheme and sent Dong Bai into the Gourd of Fame. Although Dong Bai borrowed Mei Lan's power, he also became the carrier of Mei Lan's possession. Speaking of which, he owed her a lot.
Moreover, although he was not directly related to Dong Zhuo's death, he repeatedly changed his position and was suspected of betrayal.
The Xiliang military camp broke up on the spot, which was beautiful online, but with Jia Xu chasing after him, Yu Xian didn't know if it was Dong Bai's own idea.
And that evil disciple, Sun Diaochan, is a demon and has always been an eccentric person. Who knows what bold words he might say.
It's just that the situation is not good for him now, and Yu Xian has no room for bargaining.
Seeing that Yu Xian didn't answer, Qing Qingzi just thought he had approved. With a flick of his thumb, he unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and slowly opened it with both hands, revealing the cold blade inside.
"Let me let you out first."
As soon as Qing Qingzi finished speaking, the formation pattern left by Taoist Mountain Mover seemed to sense something, and it showed its shape on the city wall in a panic, and then receded like a tide.
Qing Qingzi looked at the pattern shrinking into something as black as a fist, and smiled unconsciously, "It turns out to be a small piece of spiritual soil."
The piece of black mud squirmed, turned into a big, flattering smile, and then disappeared into the ground.