Chapter 909

In the Elite-gathering Sect's meeting hall, six chairs were placed at the head of the table. Six Fan School's Governor Arrester Wang, Hero Lin Baozhi, Sha Family's Elder Sha Wanhao, Dou Wutong, Ranking List of Young Masters masters, "Killing Blade" Su Meng, and Huanhua Swords Sect's disciple, Qi Zhengyan.

Elite-gathering Sect's Elders and disciples stood below. They were divided into two groups, led by Eldest Senior Brother Xiao Liang and the Sect Leader's son, Huang Huafeng. They were glaring at the young man in the middle.

This young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was full of hatred. Although he looked fearless, there was a hint of nervousness and helplessness. It was obvious that he was a young man with little experience.

"You're Duan Rui, a Shaolin hunter?" Mengqi was the first to speak, asking for the young man's name and background.

Mengqi's identity had already been introduced by Sha Wanhao and confirmed by Arrester Wang. The young man replied agitatedly, "Young Master Su, I'm Duan Rui, a Shaolin hunter. They accused me of killing my master!"

"Accused?" Huang Huafeng interrupted angrily. He then looked at Mengqi. "Young Master Su, my father's study is an important place in the sect. It's always been a place for secret meetings. That day, he summoned that bastard Duan Rui. There were only the two of them inside. A few Elders and Senior Brothers were guarding outside, so no one could sneak in. After that, this bastard rushed out of the study and ran wildly. Elder Gu saw that something was wrong and poked his head out to take a look. My father was already lying on the chair, bleeding from his mouth and his chest caved in. He was dead!"

"You call that an accusation?"

Mengqi listened without showing any emotion. He thought to himself that Duan Rui and Huang Huafeng were both agitated and sincere. They didn't look like they were lying. Could it be that the murderer was hiding in the study and waited for Duan Rui to draw everyone's attention before leaving?

His Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth had improved and he was more sensitive to the emotional changes of others. Of course, if the other party was good at disguising their emotions, there was nothing he could do.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me!" Duan Rui said agitatedly. "My master asked me about my progress in martial arts and praised me for being a rare genius. He said that if I succeed in martial arts in the future, I could take over the position. I knew I was inexperienced and dared not dream. I was about it. Master suddenly fell on the chair. His chest caved in and vomited blood. Soon, he stopped breathing …"

"Ridiculous!" Eldest Senior Brother Xiao Liang interrupted them with a face full of grief and indignation. "Young Master Su, Young Master Qi, seniors, have you ever heard of such a ridiculous thing? "Duan Rui, Dur.

"No …" Duan Rui was angry and annoyed, but he answered honestly.

Xiao Liang gritted his teeth and said, "After you escaped from the study, half of us chased after you, while the other half searched the study. There were no windows there, and other than the front door, no one could enter or leave. However, there was no one inside other than Master's corpse! Master. "

Arrester Wang thought for a moment and said, "Duan Rui, why did you run away at that time?"

Duan Rui took a deep breath and said, "I was born in the countryside and have little experience. When I suddenly saw my Master's inexplicable death and there was no one else in the study, I was shocked and frightened. I couldn't control myself and ran away. I was afraid that the ghost would come after me, but I was also worried that my Senior Brothers would accuse me."

His experience in the Elite-gathering Sect allowed him to speak without being vulgar.

Mengqi listened quietly and analyzed all the possibilities in his mind.

Lin Baozhi said in a low voice, "Then why did you come back now?"

"Master gave me a new lease on life. How could I miss the seventh day of his death? And I've already figured out the whole thing! "Duan Rui held his head high.

Sha Wanhao was still angry like he was when he faced Black Butterfly yesterday. "Then tell me what happened!"

Duan Rui gritted his teeth. "Seniors, Young Masters, I didn't search carefully in a hurry to see if there was someone hiding in the study. But the people who came later should have found it, unless they were accomplices!"

"Master favored me and wanted to pass the position of Sect Leader to me. That's why someone was dissatisfied and did such a disgraceful thing!"

Huang Huafeng was shaking with anger. "You're slandering me! You've been in the sect for less than two years. How are you qualified to be the Sect Leader? My father only casually praised you a little, and you've already forgotten yourself? "

"Less than two years in the sect …" Mengqi suddenly thought of something.

Xiao Liang was so angry that he laughed. "Junior Brother Duan, your words are based on one thing. You're not the murderer."

"You were delusional and wanted the position of Sect Leader. So you suddenly went crazy and killed Master. After you calmed down, you came back and slandered me. Isn't this more reasonable than your story?"

"It's not me. It's definitely not me!" Duan Rui's eyes were bloodshot. "It's all because of your greed and insanity!"

Huang Huafeng calmed down a little and looked at Mengqi and the others. "He might not have done it for the position of Sect Leader. My father once told me in private that Duan Rui's Kung Fu was very strange and there might be something wrong with his background. Maybe my father found out about your secret and asked you about it. That's why you killed him!"

After saying that, he glared at Duan Rui again.

"I don't have any strange Kung Fu. It's just some methods to strengthen the body. It's not even a move!" Duan Rui hurriedly explained.

Mengqi looked at Duan Rui thoughtfully. "You went south from Shaolin about two years ago?"

"Yes, Master Su," Duan Rui answered honestly.

"The timing matches. It's right after Zhen Chang stole the scriptures …" Meng Qi asked calmly, "Why are you heading south?"

"My family lived near Shaolin and hunted in the forest for a living. Because my Kung Fu was weak, I didn't dare to go deep into the back mountain. But one day, a demon beast rushed out of the back mountain. The Shaolin monks couldn't save it in time and the whole village was razed to the ground. I happened to be talking to my adoptive father outside the village that day, so I survived."

"Later, I followed my adoptive father to the south. As soon as we entered River East, he went crazy and left me. I was unfamiliar with the place and became a beggar. I became the target of the Beggar Sect. Fortunately, my master valued me and I escaped from the abyss of suffering and was reborn."

As Duan Rui spoke, he was filled with gratitude towards his master.

The Beggar Sect in this world was different from the Kung Fu novels that Mengqi had read. It was not a righteous sect, but somewhere between black and white. There were good people and bad people. In fact, it was normal. How many people could stick to their morals when they were reduced to beggars? Except for those who became beggars because of the special requirements of their Kung Fu.

It could be said that two-thirds of the people in the Beggar Sect had committed all kinds of crimes, except that they were not evil. Plus, there were good men in the sect and some heroic people, so they didn't become evil and be hated by everyone.

"It was about that time when the demon beast went out of control … right?" Mengqi gave a time frame.

With the Shaolin Temple guarding the back mountain, it was impossible for the demon beast and poisonous insects to go out of control. Anyway, when Mengqi entered the sect, it was said that nothing like this had happened for more than a hundred years.

He was from the Shaolin Temple, so when talking about this, no one could interrupt.

Duan Rui said without hesitation, "Yes. I dare not forget the anniversary of my parents' death."

Young Master Su was indeed a Shaolin abandoned disciple. He really knew about this matter!

"I'll take it as true." Meng Qi made a firm judgment.

"Young Master Su's background is true, but his Kung Fu is also strange. Maybe he was taught by some devil when he became a beggar?" Huang Huafeng emphasized.

Mengqi wanted to ask this question, "What's so strange about his Kung Fu?"

Huang Huafeng was about to answer when he heard Dou Wutong say, "Whether he's the murderer or not, we'll know after examining the body."

"That makes sense." Arrester Wang agreed.

So the questioning was temporarily stopped, and a few disciples carried the Elite-gathering Sect leader's body in. The fatal wound was a punch to the chest. All his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were ruptured.

Huang Huafeng untied his father's shirt, revealing his skin. There was a deep fist mark on it.

"Seniors and Young Masters, whether he's the murderer or not, we'll know after examining the fist mark."

As he spoke, he tested his left and right hands, but they obviously didn't match.

Mengqi looked at Duan Rui. "You try."

Duan Rui took a deep breath and walked to the body. He kowtowed three times, then clenched his right fist and extended it.

The fist mark fit perfectly!

"Impossible, impossible …" Duan Rui's body swayed, his face pale and his eyes lifeless.

Suddenly, he shouted and pointed at Huang Huafeng and Xiao Liang. "It's you? You're the ones who forged the fist mark! "

Seeing this, Mengqi was puzzled. All the questions pointed to Duan Rui as the murderer, but he was sincere and didn't seem to be faking it. Could he be a wild "Best Actor"?

"How dare you deny it! All the clues point to you! Where are we going to find a fake fist imprint? " Huang Huafeng turned to look at Mengqi and the others. "Seniors and Young Masters, you've seen who the murderer is, haven't you? Please allow me to avenge my father and take him down! "

Sha Wanhao and the others nodded slightly. The matter was already very clear.

Duan Rui's face was full of hatred and anger. "You've all wrongly accused me! You've all wrongly accused me!"

Mengqi said in a low voice, "I have a way to prove your innocence, but you have to let your guard down."

Mengqi's Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth wasn't very effective against someone who didn't have many holes in their heart. He was willing to use it on the spot to confirm something.

"Master Su, I know you're a good person!" Duan Rui said excitedly. "How should I let my guard down?"

With Mengqi's reputation, the others couldn't stop him if he said he had a way. They all looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, waiting for him to teach Duan Rui how to cooperate.

Suddenly, in their eyes, Su Meng's temperament changed. He was lofty and ancient, like a deity overlooking the vicissitudes of life.

"He really lives up to his reputation …" Sha Wanhao and the others couldn't help but sigh.

Duan Rui's heart opened up. Waves of golden light appeared in front of Mengqi's "eyes".

"Rui 'er, you're my last disciple. I see you as my own son and want to hand Elite-gathering Sect to you. But I have a question that I hope you can answer honestly. Where did you learn your martial arts? Why are you always so strange? "

"Strange …" The young man with his head lowered muttered these two words. Suddenly, his right fist punched out. It was extremely heavy and as fast as lightning, hitting the Sect Leader's chest.

He raised his head. His eyes were pitch-black and his expression was distorted as if he had gone crazy. Then, he looked at Mengqi who was "spying" on him!

Mengqi took a step back. Although he didn't suffer any backlash, he could no longer sense Duan Rui's memory.

Could it be that he was also schizophrenic?

Why did he look like he practiced demonic arts?