In a quiet courtyard.
Shen Yi fetched some water from the well, wrung out the rag, and walked up to the rude man with his head hung down.
Looking at the other person's panic-stricken and confused expression, and the funny ink on his face.
"You know what, they really look alike."
The corners of his lips slightly raised, and a hint of mischief flashed across his clear eyes. After teasing him, he reached out and ripped off the pig's mouth and ears on Zhang the butcher's face, and handed the rag over. His voice was gentle and reassuringly steady: "Wipe it first."
"I..."
Butcher Zhang had his pig demon decoration taken off and was clutching a rag, his rough face shaking constantly.
Then, as if to vent his anger, he rubbed the ink on his face with a rag, as if he was trying to rub off a layer of skin.
Seeing this, Shen Yi turned around and went into the house: "Start now, explain everything word by word from beginning to end."
He glanced sideways, his eyes turning calm again: "Don't be hypocritical, and don't think about me. You just need to explain it clearly, and leave the rest to me."
As soon as these words came out.
Butcher Zhang, who had been trying to hold on, finally squatted down helplessly. His fat and strong body, as tall and strong as a hill, trembled like a child and cried out, "I didn't break the rules! I didn't break the rules! I didn't take her body. They did it on purpose! They forced her to hit her head against the door and die."
Although his speech was disordered and his emotions collapsed.
Shen Yi continued to listen quietly and took off his outer shirt: "Does the Vajra Sect have rules?"
"There was no such rule before, and there is no such rule now. It is only for direct disciples. I am a direct disciple...but I did not break the rules! The child is not mine!"
Butcher Zhang looked up angrily, his cloudy eyes full of despair.
Shen Yi put on the brand new Yin-Yang Fish Ink Shirt, and suddenly remembered that the other party had mentioned that he was also a genius when he first joined the sect and was accepted as a personal disciple. However, he later offended someone and had not been able to obtain the martial arts of the Jade Liquid Realm. He was suppressed for all these years and could only study half of the Golden Yang Eight Treasures Mysterious Body by himself.
"Yuan Gang and his brother joined the Vajra Sect together. His elder brother died outside Qingzhou City, so he suspected me who was also nearby at the time. However, there was no evidence. Yuan Zhi and I have always been good friends. We have no grudges or conflicts of interest... He was the only one who kept bewitching his master and secretly targeting me."
Butcher Zhang seemed to be lost in reminiscence and stood up from the ground with unsteady steps.
"So they wronged you?"
Shen Yi put on the Yin-Yang fish gown and took out the Ferocious Wolf Swallowing the Moon cloak.
"No, I was the one who killed Yuan Zhi."
Butcher Zhang looked numb, and his two large hands clenched into fists in an instant: "I didn't want to bother with any Buddhist scriptures at the beginning. I was just drunk and bored. I heard that Yuanzhi was taking a group of good people to cultivate their moral character, so I chased him out to make fun of him."
"I saw... he kept more than a dozen people in captivity, tying them up like pigs. They all looked filthy and lost their souls. He took the male's yang essence and the female's filthy yin blood and bathed them in it... He practiced evil body-hardening skills behind the back of the Vajra Sect!"
"I discovered this and he chased me out... I was very panicked at the time. I never thought that someone I had been with day and night could show such a cold and ferocious expression. I was so angry that I killed him in a fit of rage. I almost died there."
"Most of the captives have lost their minds due to drug torture. There was only one woman who was pregnant and could not have her blood taken. She was just imprisoned for Yuanzhi's indulgence. She was relatively conscious, so I quietly brought her out and placed her in a remote village some distance away from Qingzhou City."
As soon as he finished speaking, two bean-sized tears slid down the corners of Zhang the Butcher's eyes, and he had lost all his energy.
Because he wanted to find a teacher to teach the child how to read and write, he accidentally exposed the matter.
"Yuang Gang had just made some progress in martial arts and had just come out of retreat. They knew I was back and followed me secretly. When they saw me asking about the tuition, they followed the clues and found the village. They planned to kill me for breaking my vows."
"She refused to betray me, and refused to tarnish my reputation, so she just ran into a wall and died..."
"When I got there, it was already dead."
"The baby is still in their hands."
The voice was slightly sad and hopeless, subtle but lingering for a long time.
"Have you wiped it clean? Come with me."
Shen Yi stepped out of the house and headed towards the courtyard gate.
Compared to Zhang the butcher who was squeezed out to Baiyun County, he may know more.
A martial arts sect that rose inexplicably after its decline, suddenly erected Buddha statues and built pagodas. In the eyes of bystanders, it was to please the newly appointed prefect. Now it seems that there may be other tricks.
Butcher Zhang looked at it in amazement.
The young man had a straight silhouette, and the yin-yang fish was very eye-catching. He had a precious jade belt around his waist, a black scabbard with gold patterns, and a wolf cloak that fluttered in the wind! Shen Yi pulled at his collar, and there was an indelible coldness on his handsome face.
"Where are you going?"
"Help those who really deserve to die, and help them finish what they should do."
The young man's palm rested casually on the hilt of the knife, his steps were steady, and his figure gradually blended into the endless night.
…
Vajra Gate.
Faced with thousands of indifferent Demon Suppression Officers who almost blocked the area, many disciples subconsciously threw all their weapons on the ground.
"We are not colluding with monsters!"
"Your Excellency is very observant!"
In the crowd, looking at this group of martial artists dressed in different styles, Hong Lei frowned slightly. They didn't look like they were looking for trouble.
However, none of the fake monks in the pagoda had shown up so far.
What is he feeling guilty about?
"My Lord, please be wise!"
Many disciples looked terrified, and many of the cowardly ones had collapsed to the ground with weak legs, their faces covered with tears and snot.
Those with high cultivation among them are only at the initial stage. Most of them are ordinary martial artists in the mortal stage. They join the Vajra Sect to learn martial arts, hoping that one day they will be noticed by the monks, be ordained, and be taught the profound body-strengthening methods. They have never seen such a grand scene before.
At this moment, a figure was suddenly kicked flying over.
With a bang, he crashed into the red-painted and nailed door. The wide white cloth was stained with blood. His bones were broken and he lay on the ground listlessly.
When they saw his face clearly, many Vajra disciples even held back their tears and held their breath together.
AverMedia Master?!
Before they could react, they saw a figure slowly walking out from the captain's office.
The night wind was bleak and the cloak was swaying.
The golden Moon-Swallowing Wolf passed through the eyes of many captains, attracting everyone's attention.
They clenched their hands around the Demon-Suppressing Chains and exerted more force, memorizing the young face in their minds, and stood straighter.
Some things spread really fast, for example, a few Golden Eagle Captains, still frightened after drinking, talked about the deeds of killing a crocodile with a flip of their hands and killing the Angry Sword Elder with a flip of their hands.
Coupled with the honor of riding a horse in Qingzhou City and being promoted three levels in a row, this drunken remark added a lot of authenticity.
Butcher Zhang walked cautiously among these important people, not even daring to raise his head. After a moment, he found that this group of people seemed to be as nervous as he was.
"If one day, I will be like this..."
Li Xinhan stared at the slightly thin figure and felt inexplicably emotional.
Then he turned to look at his sister, wanting to seek her encouragement, but found that the charming girl was staring blankly ahead, her red lips slightly parted, and her breathing a little hurried.
"…"
Shen Yi walked calmly to the door, reached out and grabbed Yuan Gang's clothes, and dragged him step by step towards the long steps.
Dark red bloodstains stained the bluestone steps as he walked.
After about 10 or 20 steps.
He threw away Yuan Gang, strode and sat on the stairs, his arms casually resting on his knees, his clothes fluttering.
Shen Yi turned his back to the closed pagoda, stretched out his other hand and raised his slender index finger.
There was no trace of threat on his fair face, and his voice was as calm as his expression.
"One stick of incense."
"If you don't see the person I want, there will be no more Vajra Sect in Qingzhou."
(End of this chapter)