host country

Yu Xian tried his best to shake off his absurd thoughts, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't answer.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yu Xian did not refute, he nodded slightly and said, "It seems so."

As he spoke, he handed over the sword to his left hand, and his right hand took out a roll of silk full of small characters from his bosom, and unfolded it in front of Yu Xian.

The woman in Tsing Yi had a calm expression, "Someone sent a letter to Feixun of our sect, saying that some disciples of our sect committed many crimes, is there such a thing?"

When Yu Xian saw the posture of provoking the teacher to question the crime, he thought that he was just like those officials, a righteous man who came out of nowhere.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to his side helplessly.

There have already been several lines of small characters written there.

"I didn't kill Emperor Ling, I didn't burn Luoyang, I didn't sleep with the eldest princess, and I didn't massacre the city to rob wealth. Liu Yan's rebellion has nothing to do with me."

"I'm not, I don't. Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors."

The woman did not expect Yu Xian to have such a reaction, she looked at the silk book in her hand in doubt, and looked at Yu Xian in doubt.

Yu Xian also realized at this time that this beauty seemed to have mentioned the word "our school" just now.

"Our sect?" Yu Xian looked over in astonishment.

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled.

She helped to open the silk book with her sword-holding hand, and said to Yu Xian seriously, "Someone reported to our sect that some disciples in the sect were in a state of filth and disregarded morals with their disciples and grandchildren. I, am here to guilty."

"what?!"

Yu Xian was taken aback, and hastily carefully read the silk script in the hand of the woman in Tsing Yi.

Upon closer inspection, the mood is very crap.

Isn't this the stuff that I messed up with the Taoist who moved the mountain?

This guy turned around and reported himself?

Well, you are a big-eyed Taoist who moved mountains. He was very happy when he heard it. When he turned around, he reported it to the master through Feixun.

He is not human!

Yu Xian almost vomited blood, "I was wronged!"

The woman in Tsing Yi was unmoved, "Bai Yunzi has already done the calculations in the door, and every sentence above comes from your mouth. Bai Yunzi has always practiced the art of sympathy with the mind, mind, and mind. He can judge right from wrong, clarify false and true, see through whim, and see through calamities. He If so, I believe it."

Yu Xian asked straightforwardly in grief and indignation, "Did the Taoist move the mountain to report it?"

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure, "I am asking you."

Yu Xian insisted, "Just say it, right?"

Oh shit.

What about a good person who was promised to live a safe life?

The woman in Tsing Yi obviously couldn't figure out Yu Xian's routine.

She frowned lightly, and finally answered.

"That's right. Taoist Qianshan has repeatedly violated the precepts. After being expelled from the sect, he has always wanted to return to Heming Mountain. This time he sent a report by flying to report, just to atone for his crime."

When Yu Xian heard this, he thought about it back and forth, but he still didn't understand.

No wonder Taoist Qianshan behaved so strangely.

It is clear that after he heard that he was a disciple of Heming Mountain, he deliberately wanted to find his own faults and claim credit.

It's a pity that I thought I could grasp his preferences and wanted to take the opportunity to get away. Who would have thought that every word and word at that time would become criminal evidence now.

This also makes sense.

It's no wonder that Taoist Qianshan would take great pains to put himself in the prison. He was the capital for his credit.

Yu Xian looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who wanted to cry but had no tears.

He thought for a while, and his tone became more polite, "Haven't you asked the senior's name yet?"

Yu Xian was Chongxuanzi's only disciple, so anyone who could come here to question him had to be of the level of a chief sacrificial wine.

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't answer, Yu Xian raised his head and saw a trace of bewilderment flashing across her face.

Then his expression calmed down, and he looked down at Yu Xian, "I am Qingqingzi."

Yu Xian looked at Qing Qingzi's condescending gaze, which seemed familiar.

As if this scene has been seen before.

Then he heard what the woman in Tsing Yi said, and was startled, she was Qing Qingzi?

The military force of Heming Daoist Palace?

Yu Xian still remembered being asked a few questions by Chong Xuanzi when he was getting started.

At the last moment, Chongxuanzi told Yu Xian that Qingqingzi asked him the day before yesterday.

"In her dream, she cut off a deer, and then went to the back mountain to look for it, and she saw the deer corpse. It was just that the deer corpse had no wounds at all. She was a little confused. She didn't know whether it was because the deer died that she had this dream, or whether it was because of the deer's death. The deer died because of this dream."

Yu Xian couldn't answer this question at the time, so he could only use tricks to pass the test.

Later, when Yu Xian and Guo Jia went back to the mountain together, they passed by a lake, and there was a stone by the lake, which was murderous.

Yu Xian thought it was a strange treasure at first, but later Bai Yunzi revealed that it was the stone that Qingqingzi used to sharpen his sword.

Yu Xian has never seen this strategic deterrent force of Heming Mountain since he first started. He never thought that the first time he met, it was actually used to deter himself!

Seeing that Yu Xian was silent, Qing Qingzi still lowered his eyes and asked, "If you can't prove it yourself, I will use the testimony of Taoist Qianshan and Bai Yunzi's arithmetic as the basis, and give you a canonical punishment."

Yu Xian heard that there seemed to be a turning point, so he quickly explained the cause and effect.

There are even many unavoidable things, and there are no details.

Of course, when describing Taoist Moving Mountain, it is natural to describe him as sinister, vicious, and extremely wretched.

Yu Xian talked for a long time, Qing Qingzi listened carefully.

Then he only asked Yu Xian, "Do you have any love for that disciple, are you really innocent of that disciple?"

Yu Xian was startled when he heard this, and was entangled in every possible way.

How should this be defined?

Looking at Qingqingzi's lacquer eyes, Yu Xian didn't know how to speak.

Qingqingzi thought for a while and said, "Forget it, since you refuse to accept it, I can't judge rashly. Taoist Qianshan and you have different opinions, and Baiyunzi's calculation is not good for you. If the two women also say that you have threatened Then I can only abolish your cultivation and leave it to them to deal with."

Yu Xian felt dizzy again when he heard the words.

Yu Xian was caught in a beautiful scheme and sent Dong Bai to the gourd of fame.Although Dong Bai borrowed the power of beauty in this way, he also became the carrier of beauty's possession.Speaking of which, I owe her a lot.

Moreover, even though he had no direct relationship with Dong Zhuo's death, his position changed repeatedly, and he was suspected of being betrayed.

The on-the-spot breakup in the Xiliang barracks was due to the colorful online, but after Jia Xu chased him down, Yu Xian didn't know if it was Dong Bai's own idea.

And that villain Sun Diaochan is in the body of a monster, and has always been eccentric, who knows what bold words he will say.

It's just that the current situation is not good for him, and Yu Xian has no room to bargain.

Seeing that Yu Xian didn't answer, Qing Qingzi assumed that Yu Xian had agreed, flicked his thumb, and unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and slowly pulled his hands apart, revealing the cold edge inside.

"I'll let you out first."

As soon as Qingqingzi finished speaking, the formation pattern left by the Taoist who moved the mountain seemed to sense something, and it appeared on the city wall in a panic, and then receded like a tide.

Qingqingzi looked at the pattern shrinking into a black thing the size of a fist, and smiled unconsciously, "It turns out that it is a small piece of spiritual soil."

The black mud squirmed, turned into a big flattering smile, then burrowed into the ground and disappeared.