Lu Qian angrily said, "Which bastard is talking?" That person laughed and said, "You're the one who's talking, why are you asking others? It's a bastard's name, I don't care. "Lu Qian angrily said," If you have guts, don't hide. Get out here! " Just as he finished speaking, someone really 'rolled out'. It was a junior disciple of Kunlun who was guarding the mountain gate. He called out, "Sect Leader! Sect Leader! "Lu Qian scolded," What the hell are you shouting about? " The junior disciple thought, 'I'm calling you, but you're calling me a ghost.' Suppressing his anger, he knelt down on one knee and reported, "Reporting to Sect Leader, Huashan and Kongtong sects have sent invitations to visit the mountain!"
Lu Qian didn't answer. He looked around and saw a group of people majestically walking up the mountain stairs. The one at the front was a slim female disciple with a pretty face. She was Nangong Xue, whom he had been thinking about for a long time. He immediately threw away his unhappiness and stepped forward to hold her hand. He happily said, "Xueer, you're here." A dry cough sounded out at an inappropriate time. Lu Qian looked over her shoulder and saw Meng Anying slowly walking up. Nangong Xue immediately shook off Lu Qian and held her master's arm. Her eyelashes drooped and her eyes were fixed on the limestone pavement. Lu Qian reluctantly nodded to Meng Anying and greeted him, "Brother Meng, you're here too."
Meng Anying didn't have her usual aggressive manner. She smiled and said in a surprisingly gentle tone, "Of course Sect Leader Lu doesn't want to see me, but I can't just leave my disciple alone. That's why I came uninvited. Sorry to disappoint you."
The people Lu Qian didn't want to see the most right now were Meng Anying and the Sect Leader of Kongtong. But he also came out from behind and said with a smile, "Brother Meng, we didn't come at the right time. We're sorry to disturb this young couple. But He Xiong was an old friend of mine. His ambition had not been fulfilled and he had already passed away. If this old man did not come to offer his condolences at the funeral, I would not be able to rest in peace. " Lu Qian saw that the mountain path was already filled with disciples from both sects. It wouldn't be good for them to continue to be in a deadlock. He stepped to the side and waved his hand, coldly saying, "Everyone, please."
The leader of the Kongtong Sect walked up to the coffin, put his palms together and bowed. He sighed and said, "Sigh, such a good person is gone just like that. Life is really like a reed in the wind, fragile and can be broken at any time. There is no more sorrow than this!"
When Lu Qian heard this, he was trying to show that he was not involved in this matter, pretending that he did not know what happened that night. Just as he was wondering whether it was a blessing or a curse, Nangong Xue suddenly took a few steps forward and said to a small Taoist priest standing by the coffin, "Open the coffin lid."
The Emei Pai's Sect Leader swept her horsetail whisk and put it on her sleeve. She said unhappily, "Little Miss, the dead should be respected. How dare you say such a thing? Aren't you afraid of being punished by Heaven?" She stared at Meng Anying with a reproachful expression, implying that she did not know how to discipline her disciples. Meng Anying smiled and said, "Shitai, please don't take offense. Xueer asked for my permission. Please listen to her."
Encouraged by her Shifu, Nangong Xue's confidence was greatly boosted. She continued in a loud voice, "We suspect that there is something fishy about He Zhangmen's death. We have invited several coroner to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy to find out the truth." Lu Qian hastily stood in front of the coffin. He thought, "There is nothing in the coffin. If those people know that they have been praying in front of an empty coffin for half a day, won't they become a joke?" Fortunately, he was on the side of reason. He smiled apologetically and said, "Martial Niece Nangong, this is called blasphemy against the deceased. It is not a joke."
Nangong Xue coldly said, "Letting He Zhangmen lie under the ground for an eternity, that is called 'blasphemy'. Seniors, Niece hereby swears that if there is nothing strange about the corpse, I will commit suicide to express my gratitude. Is that enough? Open the coffin! " The Emei Pai Sect Leader asked suspiciously, "The strange corpse you mentioned a few days ago, were you referring to Mr. He?" "Exactly!" Nangong Xue said.
Lu Qian listened to the discussions around him. His heart, which had just calmed down, was once again in suspense. He kept looking around, listening to the uproar in the crowd. Gradually, the crowd was leaning toward the side that agreed with the proposal. He could not appear too indifferent, as if he did not care about his martial uncle. He made up his mind that when the time came, he would say that the disciple guarding the coffin had neglected his duty and lost the corpse. Perhaps he could earn some sympathy from the crowd. Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "If you want to see it, then go ahead. However, it is my fault for not teaching my disciple properly. You don't have to commit suicide. "
Nangong Xue was determined to protect Meng Anying. She was about to scold him when Meng Anying smiled and said, "Xueer, Lu Zhangmen will not live for long. Whatever he wants to say in his last moments, just let him be. Master will not lose a few pieces of flesh."
Lu Qian glared at Meng Anying. He gestured to his disciple to move to the side. He heard the lid slide open and the coffin creak as it rubbed against the coffin. He felt as if he was being tortured before his execution. Finally, Nangong Xue cried out in a low voice. The crowd sighed again and again. Taking advantage of the time difference, he turned around and scolded his disciple, "What are you doing? Ah? You even lost Martial Uncle's corpse! Tell me, what is your punishment? "
Nangong Xue pursed her lips and sneered, "You were hoping that He Zhangmen's corpse would disappear so that you could escape punishment, wasn't it? Come here. " Lu Qian was standing at an angle so he could not see what was going on inside the coffin. When he heard Nangong Xue calling him, he did not have time to think. He quickly walked forward and waited for her orders with a smile.
Nangong Xue pointed at the coffin and said, "Look for yourself!" Lu Qian only paid attention to her slender finger. He casually glanced at the coffin and was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He saw a headless corpse lying on its back in the coffin. The neck was severed cleanly, as if it had been cut off by a sharp knife. There was no flesh or skin attached. Livor mortis had already appeared on the corpse's hands, which were folded leisurely in front of its chest. Two thumbs were spread out, revealing large bloody holes. The body was also full of holes caused by sharp stakes.
After recovering from his shock, he had no choice but to follow his original plan. He grabbed his disciple and said angrily, "Where did you get this coffin of bad luck?" The disciple was also scared out of his wits. He stammered, "I … I was just following Sect Leader's orders …" Lu Qian twisted his ear and said, "Nonsense! Which ear of yours heard my orders? " The disciple said, "We were following orders … in the coffin shop … we were worried that we wouldn't be able to find anything good. It was Sect Leader who sent people to bring the coffin … He also sent a message saying that you were tripped up and asked us to return to the mountain first …"
Lu Qian let go of the disciple and said loudly, "Who doesn't know how to kill a random person, cut off his head, put on the same clothes, and pretend to be my Martial Uncle? I have already cremated my Martial Uncle and even brought his ashes here. This corpse is fake, it's fake! " Actually, with just one glance, he knew that it was indeed He Zhengxian's body, which he had buried with his own hands. Even though he was very careful, he still fell into the trap. His heart was full of hatred, but he pretended to be calm and composed, trying to mix the real with the fake.
Suddenly he heard someone whistling and mimicking Lu Qian's tone, he laughed and said, "Who doesn't know how to grab a handful of ashes and pass them off as He Shishu's ashes? I have already dug up He Shishu's body and even brought his coffin here. These ashes are fake, they're fake! " Lu Qian quickly turned around and saw that the person was Liang Yue. Right now he was crossing his arms with a mocking expression on his face. "Martial Nephew Liang, you …" he said in surprise.
Another Kunlun disciple raised his chin toward Liang Yue and said, "Sect Leader, it was this Martial Brother Liang who passed on the message." Lu Qian was startled and angry at the same time, but he was quick-witted. After one plan failed, he came up with another. "My Shishu's body is in your hands," he said, "How dare you destroy it?" Before Liang Yue could answer, Nangong Xue said, "Those wounds have already formed scabs and festered, they are not recent injuries. Shifu and I came prepared, we can ask a coroner to verify the date of the injuries and the real cause of death. You still refuse to admit your guilt, do you really want to take this step? "
Lu Qian was still struggling on his deathbed. "Even if my Shishu was really killed," he argued, "I am not the only one who could have come into contact with him. Why are you suspecting me? The demons of the Devil Cult had already infiltrated the Sword Discourse Forest. Perhaps they were the ones who did it, we don't know! " Liang Yue beckoned to a Kunlun disciple and put his arm around his shoulder. "When He Zhangmen passed away, what did this kid say to you? Say it in front of everybody, there's no need to be afraid. "
"Yes," the disciple said, "Lu … Lu Qian …" For a moment he did not know how to address Lu Qian. "He is a traitor of your Kunlun Sect!" Liang Yue sternly said. "Yes … yes," the disciple replied, "This traitor said that Shishu suddenly fell ill and before he died, he was given the position of Sect Leader. Lu … he … until Shishu took his last breath, he was always by his side." After calling him 'traitor' several times, he was not used to it and simply used 'he' instead. Liang Yue did not mind. With a cold laugh he said, "You believe him so easily?"
"This is a serious matter," the disciple said, "We did not expect that he would dare to tell such a big lie. Moreover …" He wanted to say that at that time the Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect was also there to vouch for him and make the decision. But now he saw that Lu Qian's face was gloomy and he was looking at him coldly. He had heard that this Shishu's methods were vicious and he did not show the slightest bit of mercy to his fellow Daoists. Thinking that it was better to avoid trouble, he changed his words and said, "Moreover, Lu Shixiong has always been appreciated by Shishu, and he also holds our humble Sect's token. Our Sect cannot be a group of dragons without a leader. He won the martial arts competition, his martial arts are not bad, so we did not investigate further. "Half of the Sect Leader's mouth hooked up and he slightly nodded his head.
Another Kunlun disciple interrupted, "No, all along, Shizun has always thought highly of Tan Shixiong. His martial arts were superior, his conduct was generous, he never put on the airs of a senior brother in front of us. He had a good reputation. If it were not for his untimely death, he would definitely be our Sect Leader's successor." Liang Yue said, "Tan Lin Shixiong was a straightforward and upright man, a hero. Zaixia has admired him for a long time, too bad we did not have the chance to be friends. Do you know how he died?"
Hearing this, Lu Qian confidently said, "Presumably you have heard about it. A month ago all the major sects ambushed the Devil Cult's pawns in the wilderness, but An Yesun still managed to annihilate them all. It was a tragic scene. Tan Shixiong was seriously injured and was forced into a dead end. But he persisted until the last moment and still stood upright. He was a tough man, he would rather die than be humiliated by the enemy. That was why he committed suicide. I was on the side at the time and saw it with my own eyes. "
A Kunlun Sect disciple agreed, "It's true. At that time Lu Qian Zong, Shifu and Shishu went to reinforce the enemy. The two Seniors also died in this battle." The Kunlun Sect's disciples immediately began to discuss among themselves. They discussed how to stop the internal strife and unite the forces of the Righteous Faction to fight against the Devil Cult's sorcerers. They wanted to avenge the three heroes of Kunlun and find a way out for the common people.
Liang Yue raised his hands and pressed them down. He said, "Quiet down, the problem is here. We all know that no one from the Righteous Faction has survived. May I ask how Lu Qian Zong can escape and save his life?" Another Kunlun disciple saw the situation. Lu Qian was the target of public criticism and his defeat was certain. He might as well find a backer early and perhaps reap some benefits. He said, "This traitor has been friends with Yun Mo for a long time. After he chased us away in the inn, he hurriedly went upstairs to build a relationship with us. He wants to weaken the talents of Kunlun so that we have no choice but to serve him as the Sect Leader. His intentions are clear to all. "
Liang Yue sneered, "Lu Qian Zong, you secretly stabbed me in the arena. Considering that you and I are competing for the position of the Alliance Leader, it's pardonable that we are on opposite sides. Who would have thought that you would even harm your own Shifu! It's a great shame that the Righteous Faction has such a degenerate like you! Brothers of Kunlun Sect, raise the swords in your hands. Kill this traitor and promote the Righteous Faction! "
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