Mo Wen heard Concubine Zhao Ling's words, and immediately understood that Jiulong Ding and the Desperate Son had an accident, "Where is the Daoist of the Desperate Son now?"
"Senior Brother Ruthless has already piloted the crane."
Zhao Lingfei looked at Mo with cold eyes and squinted.
"Poor Dao Ziqiao City returned the Nine Dragons Ding to the Ruthless Daoist and left, and never saw the Ruthless Daoist again."
Mo Wen explained that the matter of Jiulong Ding was easy to cause misunderstanding on the other side, and now the ruthless son had an accident, if this matter is not handled well, the Yuqing faction will never give up.
Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to have a prejudice against Mo Wen, and when she heard this, she just snorted coldly and did not answer.
"May I ask Daoist Zhao, when will the Venerable Elder of your sect come here," Mo Wen asked.
"I have long heard that the Shangqing Sect has produced an invincible Prince Mo in the world, and if the prince wants to give advice, he can't ask for it."
Zhao Lingfei's right leg retreated, and she opened the posture of her hands.
Mo Wen sighed helplessly, "Daoist Zhao misunderstood, Poor Dao has important things to do and can't stay for a long time, I just hope that the person in charge of your faction can come as soon as possible, and Poor Dao will explain clearly and go on the road sooner." ” "Don't worry, within a right time, all the Purple Qi Dao people from the Yuqing Sect will arrive."
Zhao Lingfei still did not let her guard down.
"Well, Poor Dao will wait for a day, and after a day, Poor Dao must leave."
Mo Wen looked around, turned around and walked towards the south side of Yanglu.
Seeing this, Concubine Zhao hurriedly flashed forward and stopped Mo Wen's way.
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Concubine Zhao Lingfei, ignored her, found a flat area from Xiangyang and no snow and sat down, opened his baggage and took dry food to eat.
Seeing Mo Wen sit down, Zhao Lingfei's nervous expression eased slightly, and she stood leaning on a bluestone sword held three zhang away.
Mo Wen didn't talk to her again, Concubine Zhao Lingfei was just one of the many people sent by the Yuqing faction to find him, she couldn't be the master, and she couldn't say anything, and when the person in charge arrived, she would explain the cause and effect clearly.
Mo Wen had no shame in his heart, so he was frank and calm, ate the dry food and sat on the plate to recite the scriptures, recited the scriptures and meditated and practiced qi, during this period, several masters of the Yuqing faction arrived, these people were not the people in charge, and after they came, they just talked to Zhao Lingfei and did not ask him questions.
At noon, the temperature rose, Mo Wen leaned down and began to sleep, he had never had a good rest before, and he just took the opportunity to sleep and regain his senses, which was another reason why he was willing to stay here for a day.
The people of the Yuqing faction gradually came, and by the time it was early in the afternoon, there were already six people, and everyone was separated and did not ask about the vigilance and precautions.
The more Mo Wen relaxed, the more nervous they became, lest Mo Wen burst out.
"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, see Senior Uncle Chiyang."
As the time passed, the six people who came first recited the Tao trumpet.
Mo Wen was sleeping soundly under exhaustion, and woke up when he heard the sound.
Standing up straight, I saw a red-faced old Taoist standing not far away, who was around the age of the ancient, with white hair, tall body, old robe, and the style of an elder.
"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, Shangqing Sect Tianshuzi is polite."
Mo Wen saluted the old Taoist who was looking at him.
"Well said, well said."
Chiyangzi nodded at Mo Wen, and turned around to reprimand Zhao Lingfei and the others, "We are looking for Tianshu Daoist friends just to ask for news, what is the reason why you are surrounded by siege like a thief?"
Chiyangzi is not low in the Yuqing faction, and he has deep prestige, and several juniors bow their heads when they hear the words and are trained, and they dare not speak.
"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao is presided over by the Yuqing faction, this trip is led by Poor Dao, the younger generation is rude in front, and Poor Dao has made amends to the little Daoist friends on their behalf."
Chiyangzi Chong Mo asked the chief.
In addition to the head of the Taoist temple, there is also a presiding officer, who is the leader of the sect, usually regardless of mundane affairs, and devotes himself to the study of the mystical spells of his own sect.
Most of the presiding officers are the senior brothers or junior disciples of the master, who are responsible for the affairs of the entire Taoist temple, so that the master can concentrate on participating in the Yin and Yang Enlightenment Dao.
"Chiyang Zhenren is serious, the poor Dao is grateful and frightened, but the poor Dao is a quasi-disciple of the Shangqing Dynasty, and the generations are uncertain, and the poor Dao cannot give the etiquette of the younger generation."
Don't ask for a flat return of the courtesy.
"Presumably, the little Taoist already knows about the ruthless son of our faction, and I also ask the little Taoist to tell us in detail about the cause and effect of this matter, can you?"
Chiyangzi said in a harmonious voice.
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, and said calmly after straightening his thoughts, "This matter is a long story, when starting from the poor Dao Yicheng going down the mountain, the poor Dao is the same as the seven people, Yicheng has a place to go after going down the mountain, the poor Dao went to the wild land in the southwest border of the Jin Kingdom, from the wilderness to find medicine and alchemy, one day from the wilderness in a cave occasionally saw a Kun Dao remains, this person should be around thirty years old, there is no law seal around, the poor Dao found through its remaining Taoist robe fragments that this person was under the Yuqing seat before his death, and the Nine Dragon Ding of your sect was in that cave, When Poor Dao discovered the Nine Dragons Ding, there were still some silver pills in the Ding.
After getting that Danding, Poor Dao has been with him and wants to return the Yuqing Sect, but Poor Dao doesn't know which faction of Yuqing owns this Danding, and there is no way to return it, plus Poor Dao has been busy leading the Zhao army to recover the three northeastern counties in recent years and has no time to withdraw, so he has never returned.
Eleven days ago, the poor road in the city of the encounter with the thief, the Nine Dragons Ding was accidentally passed by the ruthless Taoist to see, the ruthless Taoist said that the Nine Dragons Ding is a noble thing, and the misunderstanding of the poor road has always been willing to steal the house, in fact, the poor road when the Eastern Crusade used the qi tonic pills are from the hands of Tian Xuanzi, I think I live in the military camp, where can I meditate on alchemy.
Poor Dao did not explain much to the ruthless Taoist that day, and wanted to return the Nine Dragon Ding, so he asked the Ruthless Taoist to show the Hammer, and the Ruthless Taoist replied that he was in a hurry when he went out, and he did not bring it with him, and asked the Poor Dao to go with him to your faction to send the Jiulong Ding, this method is naturally the most appropriate, but the Poor Dao has important things to do, and there is no time to withdraw, after thinking about it, I asked the Ruthless Taoist to write a book and stamped the law seal on me, and the Poor Dao handed over the Nine Dragons to the Ruthless Daoist, and then left the city, and since then has not seen the Ruthless Daoist. ” After Mo asked, Chiyangzi's face was solemn and he didn't say anything for a long time, and only after a long time did he speak, "Can you please take the book and take a look?"
"That's nature."
Mo Wen took out the letter from his bosom, stepped forward and handed it to Chiyangzi.
Chiyangzi raised his hand to take it, and when he could spread it out, he frowned, most of the handwriting on the letter had been mottled and peeled off, and only the first few words could still be distinguished.
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"This book collector has been kept close to him, how can this happen" Mo Wen was also shocked when he saw this.
Chiyangzi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Wen, raised his hand and said to the people around him, "Come and see, is this the handwriting of the ruthless son?"
Hearing this, everyone in Yuqing stepped forward to watch, and after a while, they all shook their heads.
"When the poor road was returned to Kowloon, there were guests returning to the wine shop, and the small servant and two diners saw it with their own eyes."
Mo Wen vaguely felt that things were strange, and hurriedly added that he didn't see the ruthless son writing and receiving the book by himself that day, and the ruthless son was written and brought back from outside.
"That liquor store has long since burned to the ground."
Zhao Lingfei snorted coldly.
Chiyangzi raised his hand to signal Concubine Zhao Lingfei to be restless, and then picked up the remaining powder on the paper and sniffed, "It's rice soup." ” "Chiyang Zhenren Mingjian, this letter is by no means a forgery, it is evidenced by the law seal."
Don't ask and shout grievances, the handwriting written by the rice soup ink can't be preserved for long, and the rice soup will fall off from the paper after it dries, making the handwriting disappear.
"You killed the ruthless senior brother and took his seal, what is the difficulty of forging documents," a stout Taoist snorted coldly.
"When will you get rid of this bad habit of guessing and pretending to be smart, you know that the truth is what you think," Chiyangzi mercilessly reprimanded the Taoist who spoke.
Chiyangzi was very majestic in the Yuqing faction, and the Dao man immediately lowered his head when he heard the sound and stopped talking.
Chiyangzi turned his head to look at Concubine Zhao Ling, "Fire." ” Zhao Lingfei hurriedly took out the fire twist from her arms, pulled out the set of wood, shook and burned in the wind, Chiyangzi approached the firelight, and watched through the paper, although the rice soup fell off, it left marks on the paper, because the time was still short, you can clearly see the handwriting.
"Although it is not written by the ruthless son, it is his tone."
Chiyangzi's face was gloomy, "His right hand was once broken, and this seal was slightly offset, so he should have stamped it with his own hands." ” Everyone didn't answer when they heard the words, and the truth had been revealed at this time, Mo Wen had indeed handed over the Jiulong Ding to the ruthless son, and it was the ruthless son who temporarily became greedy and wanted to destroy the evidence to monopolize the Jiulong Ding.
Chiyangzi shrunk and crushed the book, "This bastard thing." ” Mo Wen didn't have an interface, although there was evidence to prove that he handed over Jiulongding to the ruthless son, but the whole thing was still because of him, the ruthless son died, and Jiulongding was naturally lost, and he couldn't get out of it.
"The ruthless son died ten days ago, and his body was found ten miles north of the city, and his soul was also killed, and he should have died at the hands of people in the Daomen."
Chiyangzi turned his head to look at Mo and asked.
"Poor Dao was already in the territory of Yan Country at that time."
Mo Wen said out loud, there are many cultivators in the world like a carp crossing the river, and anyone who sees the Nine Dragons will want to occupy it.
"There are two wounds on the body of the Ruthless Son, which are left by single-edged weapons, and this matter has nothing to do with the Heavenly Pivot Dao Chief."
Chiyangzi glanced at Mo Wen's weapon and shook his head and said.
Mo Wen Wenyan felt a pang in his heart, although his weapon used a scabbard, it was a single-edged black knife, was it a pure coincidence or someone maliciously framed him "The three Qings are the same as the branches, the trail is the leader of the Shangqing, and the Yuqing seat always has to take into account the incense, but the trail has been long in the Kowloon Ding for many years, and it has not been a little unreasonable, and the poor road is not difficult for you, you should be a good student, and meditate on virtue."
Chiyangzi said to Mo Qian.
Mo Wen was greatly aggrieved when he heard this, and the other party's words were obviously dissatisfied, but he didn't know that Jiulong Ding was so important back then, and even if he had the heart to return it, he didn't know who the master was.
"Let's go, let's go back to the city to take a closer look."
Chiyangzi turned around and swept north, and everyone looked at Mo Wen angrily and followed Chiyangzi.
Watching Yuqing and the others leave, Mo Wen was anxious, the reason why Chiyangzi was not embarrassed was because he took care of the face of the incense, and he also thought that his weapon did not match the murder weapon, but the fact was not what Chiyangzi thought, his weapon was a single-edged long knife.
There are not a few people who know that he wears a sword, and the Yuqing faction will know this sooner or later, if he doesn't make it clear today, once the Yuqing faction learns the truth, it will inevitably think that he has the intention to hide it, and he will be speechless at that time.
But once he catches up and takes the initiative to confess, and there is a suspicion of painting a snake to cover up, the other party will inevitably ask him to return to Yicheng in order to verify his words, and even let him go back to the old path, which will take a lot of time.
Say, it takes time.
Don't say it, bury the root of the curse.
After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Wen went south, Ah Jiu was the first, and everything else made way for this matter: