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It was already past the fifth watch, but the sky was still not bright. Low-hanging dark clouds pressed down on the top of one's head, making one feel indescribably depressed. After a simple wash, Sun Changji dressed neatly and walked out of the room, he saw Mu Zixuan standing in the courtyard with her hands behind her back. Her hair was still stained with morning dew, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Sun Changji turned a blind eye to her and was about to walk in front of Mu Zixuan when Mu Zixuan stretched out her hand to block in front of her and said: "Master Sun, Master Sima has already passed away. Taoist priest does not need to serve him to wash anymore. Why are you still up so early?"
"Years of habit, how can it be changed so easily? Mr Mu even wants to ask about this?" Sun Changji frowned.
"How would I dare? It's just that since I no longer need to serve Master Sima, can Master Sun spare some time for me to ask a few questions?"
"If I say no, what will happen?"
Mu Zixuan's eyes turned cold and said: "Master Sun, why must you reject me a thousand miles away? If you feel that this place is inconvenient to speak, I can reserve a private room for Taoist priest in Si Tiantai's secret dungeon. You can also speak there."
"Humph, if you want to capture me in Shangqing school, you also need to have that ability." Sun Changji was impatient and pressed down with his left hand, pressing down Mu Zixuan's hand that was blocking in front of him. Who knew that Mu Zixuan's hand was like a boneless hand, wrapping around Sun Changji's left shoulder. Sun Changji did not expect that Mu Zixuan would really make a move. He immediately twisted his shoulder and used the 'Unlocking Buckle' movement to get rid of the restraint. At the same time, he raised his right palm to hit towards Mu Zixuan's chest to get out of the situation.
Unfortunately, Sun Changji was an expert in talismans and sorcery, his close combat skill was inferior to Mu Zixuan's. He saw that Mu Zixuan's palm turned into a claw, like a dragon exploring the river, grasping, locking, buckling and entangling were used simultaneously, each move was intended to subdue the enemy. Sun Changji was unwilling to use his weakness to counter the enemy's strength, so he hastily tried to pull away and put some distance between them. Who would have thought that Mu Zixuan was like a sticky candy, sticking close to Sun Changji without letting go. Not only did Sun Changji fail to escape, he was also restrained by Mu Zixuan's single hand.
Mu Zixuan grabbed Sun Changji and said with a smile: "Now Taoist priest is willing to talk."
Sun Changji said: "Since Mister Mu insists on listening to me, then I'll talk." As he said that, his lips moved slightly to say something.
Mu Zixuan did not hear it clearly, her body leaned forward slightly. Suddenly she saw Sun Changji's locked hands made two Taoist gestures, immediately a mirror appeared on top of his head, from the mirror a big hand as thick as a small tree's wrist stretched out and struck the top of Mu Zixuan's head. Mu Zixuan raised her palm to meet it. "Bam!" Both palms collided, unexpectedly Mu Zixuan was forced to retreat a few steps.
Sun Changji also borrowed the force to leap out of the courtyard, he said: "You're injured, yet you still dare to come and pick a fight, you're really overestimating yourself." During the exchange of blows, Sun Changji felt that his opponent's inner Qi was fluctuating, sure enough, it was an internal injury from the exchange of palms with the giant Buddha yesterday.
Just as Sun Changji was feeling pleased with himself, he suddenly heard an almost undetectable sound of wind breaking behind him. "There's someone else here?" Sun Changji wanted to dodge, but his body was in the air and it was difficult to turn around, he was just a moment too slow, a few sword auras entered the acupuncture points on his back. His body stiffened, and he fell from the sky.
"Since ancient times, there's a saying about waiting for a hare to come to you by a stump, only today did I realize that my old friend did not deceive me. I'm just standing outside, and there's a stupid rabbit that's going to collide with the tip of my sword." Ying Feiyang walked in from outside, a proud and mocking expression on his face.
The veins on Sun Changji's handsome face were bulging, he said: "This is Shangqing school's territory, the two of you are guests, is this how you behave as a guest?"
Ying Feiyang smiled and pointed to Mu Zixuan, he said: "I'm a guest, he's an officer, and an officer is in charge. Since there's a murder case in Shangqing school, naturally he's in charge. If Taoist Priest can answer my questions properly, that's fine, but if not, I'll take advantage of the fact that the market hasn't opened yet, I'll strip you naked and hang you at the entrance of the Eastern market, so that the people of the world can admire Master Sun's elegant demeanor. Baidu Search → Love Yo Go Yo Little Talk ★ Net wwW.AiQuXs.cOM "
Ying Feiyang had been disgusted by Sun Changji several times, so he was not happy about it. Today he finally had the upper hand, so his arrogance soared. While talking, he had already reached out to untie Sun Changji's clothes. But as soon as he took off his outer robe, Ying Feiyang was stunned.
He saw the dark red flesh on Sun Changji's body was exposed, it looked very ferocious. Ugly scars were intertwined like tree roots, there was not a single piece of flesh on his body that was not injured. Ying Feiyang was alarmed to see this, and then his heart was filled with pity. He thought, "Sure enough, a hateful person must have a pitiful side. After suffering this kind of torture, no wonder his temperament is so hateful." Thinking of this, Ying Feiyang was no longer in the mood to tease him. He pulled Sun Changji's clothes and silently pushed him to the side.
Sun Changji stared venomously at Ying Feiyang for a while, but there was nothing he could do about it. In the end he gave in and said, "If you want to ask, go in and ask."
The three of them sat down in the room. As soon as Sun Changji's acupoints were unsealed, he regained some of his master's demeanor. Raising his face, he said, "What do you want to ask? Ask away. "
Mu Zixuan said, "Yesterday Duanfa said that Master Sima was killed by Blood Rakshasa. Do Master Sun believe it?"
Sun Changji sneered coldly, "Without any proof, why should I believe it? After Duanfa killed his Shifu, he was able to shirk his responsibility cleanly, yet all of you actually believed his lies."
Ying Feiyang said, "Speaking of no proof, Duanfa's suspicions are also without any proof."
Sun Changji slammed the table and said, "How is there no proof? Isn't the Mahakala Palm Power the proof? Other than him, who else in the Shangqing school would have such a sinister and ruthless move?"
Mu Zixuan did not want to dwell on this topic. She said, "Then from Master Sun's point of view, what happened twenty-three years ago that Duanfa said, is there any discrepancy between it and Master Sun's memory?"
Sun Changji snorted and unwillingly admitted, "This is the brilliance of that monk. Nine truths and one falsehood. Only when there is truth within falsehood is it the best way to confuse people."
Mu Zixuan said, "But if that's the case, there are two suspicious points in the story back then that are thought-provoking. One is that Master Sun was trapped in the Withering Blood Prison for twenty days. What did he encounter in the prison? Just by looking at the scars on Master Sun's body, one can tell that they were left behind at that time. But if they were only physical torture, it would be too inferior. I once heard an interrogation expert from the Ministry of Justice say that mental torture is far stronger than physical torture. For example, forcing someone to pee and sh * t, or castrating someone. Hmm, someone as handsome and refined as Master Sun might even be called a lover of dragons … "
"Bang!" Sun Changji smashed the table with his palm. His face was twisted and horrifying. He said, "Mu Zixuan, what are you trying to say?"
Mu Zixuan stopped talking and said, "Forget it. This involves your privacy, so I won't delve into it. But the next question is quite important. I hope you can answer me. What method did Hu Bugui use to resurrect the dying Master Sima?"
"I don't know!" Sun Changji almost roared. But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, making his heart cold.
Mu Zixuan narrowed her eyes and said, "So it turns out that Duanfa said that the person who rescued Master Sima from the front line was Hu Bugui."
Who rescued Sima Chengzhen from the front line? How did Sima Chengzhen recover from his dying injuries? These were originally two questions. But Mu Zixuan embedded the answer to the first question into the second, combining the two questions into one. Sun Changji was only prepared for the question he asked. He blurted out "I don't know" as an answer, but he did not suspect the words "Hu Bugui" that suddenly appeared in the question. This indirectly confirmed Mu Zixuan's conjecture.
If it was in the past, with Sun Zhangji's meticulous mind, he might not have fallen for it. However, the two martial brothers had deliberately humiliated and provoked him in preparation for this moment. Sun Zhangji had been careless and had fallen into their trap.
But Sun Changji immediately reacted and played dumb. "What are you talking about? I don't know."
Ying Feiyang and Mu Zixuan looked at each other, then said, "Master Sun, why do you need to mend the pen after the sheep is lost? There is nobody else here, and the conversation here will not be heard by a fourth person. Master Sima did me a favor. I only want to find out the truth of his death. As for the things that will hurt his reputation, I will not tell anyone else. "
Sun Changji gnashed his teeth and said, "It is not an unspeakable secret. It's true that Hu Bugui was master's old friend. The two of them knew each other before master became a Cultivator and before Hu Bugui became one of the Three Venerables of the Pantheon of Demons. Although Hu Bugui was a demon, master never made friends based on identity. They were both talented people. Therefore, they hit it off the moment they met and became bosom friends. Later, when master traveled the world, one of them became a Daoist priest, and the other a pillar of the demon race, they never forgot each other. When master went to the West Regions, Hu Bugui accompanied master all the way."
Although they had predicted it, Ying Feiyang and Mu Zixuan still felt that it was absurd after Sun Changji admitted it. Sun Changji went on. "Human beings and demons have been at peace for a hundred years. They are no longer incompatible with each other. Also, although the old tortoise of the Confucian School is getting along well with those sour people, my master and Hu Bugui are friends, but they have never abandoned their work for personal reasons. If you want to make a fuss about it, you don't have to. Besides, after we walk out of this door, I will never admit what I said. "
Ying Feiyang and Mu Zixuan's speculation was confirmed. Then, they tried to ask about Sima Chengzhen's recovery method in one night, but Sun Changji did not know whether it was true or not and insisted that he did not know. The two of them failed to get any information out of him in the end. When the morning bell rang, they were kicked out by Sun Changji.
On the way, the two of them deliberated.
Mu Zixuan said, "Now there is only one question left. After Master Sima was seriously injured by the Blood Rakshasa, how did he quickly recover? I have a feeling that the answer to this question will be the key to the case."
Ying Feiyang followed his train of thought and continued, "Is Sun Changji really unaware or pretending not to know? If he really doesn't know, then it's fine. But if he is pretending not to know, then what is he hiding behind this? He can even admit that Master Sima is friends with Hu Bugui, but he still continues to hide this matter?"
"It's useless to guess blindly. It's better to find someone and ask."
Ying Feiyang glanced at him and said, "Duanfa doesn't know, Sun Changji doesn't want to say, and Hu Bugui and Sima Chengzhen are both dead. Are you going to go to the Western Region and find someone in the Santi palace to ask clearly?"
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