Cypress Boat Floating

"How do you want to talk?" Murong Zhixu took a sip of the tea that Chi Yu handed to him. Although he couldn't see with his eyes, he was still facing Ye Jianqing.

"Would you like to talk about your so-called martial arts world? I have never been there, so I don't know what the so-called world of martial arts is like." Ye Jianqing looked eager to learn, but it was a pity that Murong Zhixu couldn't see it.

"I don't know either." Speaking of the martial arts world, Murong Zhixu was very confused. The so-called martial arts world seemed different from the one he heard in the storybooks. As soon as he entered the martial arts world, he was labeled as a devil, hunted down, and murdered. He didn't know anything about the so-called martial arts world.

"I have no idea what the so-called Jianghu is like. I was hunted down when I first entered it. This kind of Jianghu is not the one I wanted when I was young." Murong Zhixu said with a wry smile. He had a really bad impression of the Jianghu and those people.

"Jianghu... Wulin..." Ye Jianqing whispered softly.

For someone who grew up reading the works of Mr. Jin Yong, I am extremely yearning for the so-called martial arts world in his books, but when I am really about to come into contact with it, I begin to shrink back.

In front of him is a hurt person. Those who hurt him claim to be martial artists. But aren’t martial artists supposed to help the weak and fight against the strong, and uphold justice for the world?

Now, they are obeying the call of the God Religion.

Ye Jianqing thought about it and said it out loud. She was angry at these people's behavior. These people destroyed the martial arts world and the rivers and lakes that she had imagined.

However, Murong Zhixu just smiled after hearing what she said. He always spoke softly, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might miss something. But every word he said could fall into your ears accurately: "In fact, they are just human beings. Human beings have the five poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt. Now they say that they are deceived by the shrine and think that I am harmful and come to kill me, but in fact, they are just a group of people who are afraid of my existence. Even if I have never done anything, they are afraid of my master and think that I am the same as my master, so they want to kill me."

Murong Zhixu did not forgive them, but he had to forgive them. Over the years, he never gave up on avenging his master, but his ability was limited and he could not do it.

He regretted, he hated, hated them to the bone, hated them so much that he wanted to tear their tendons and peel their bones. But he didn't want to hate them anymore. He had been with Chi Yu for so many years, and Chi Yu had helped and comforted him infinitely. For him, Chi Yu had paid a lot. When he thought of this, he wanted to let go of the hatred, but he couldn't do it.

For so many years, he has been living in this state of repeated entanglement and confusion.

It seemed like everything was going well, but every night when the residual toxins invaded his body and caused him headaches, he hated it so much. It seemed that only with this kind of hatred could he continue to live and endure this kind of pain.

Everyone feared the Spiritual Religion, and no one in the martial arts world dared to resist them. Was it true or false? Were they truly unwilling to resist and obey from the bottom of their hearts, or were they forced to obey? Ye Jianqing thought that this question was probably only known to them, but at least she knew that some people were suspicious of the Spiritual Religion, and these people could not be controlled even if the Spiritual Religion used poisonous insects.

Ye Jianqing was puzzled by Murong Zhixu's nonchalant attitude. She could only follow his words and said, "Yes, they are also human beings. They have their own emotions. How can a shrine alone control them?"

Murong Zhixu chuckled, and instead of replying to Ye Jianqing's question, he asked another question: "Xiaoqing, you probably came here today to talk to me about more than just this, right? Did something happen?"

Ye Jianqing held his face with his hands and stared at him. This behavior was a bit impolite. Murong Zhixu could also feel Ye Jianqing's gaze on his face, but he didn't say anything. He just continued to drink his tea slowly, one sip at a time. He waited for Ye Jianqing to speak.

"Shenwu, can you remember anything else?" After watching for a while, Ye Jianqing couldn't see the change in his expression and felt bored.

Murong Zhixu paused for a moment while holding the tea, but soon realized what was happening and just shook his head gently: "I told you everything I should have said last time. I really don't have any memory of what happened after I entered the shrine. But I think it must be a very remarkable memory, otherwise why would it force them to attack me."

Ye Jianqing pursed her lips, finding it hard not to agree with his words. She also felt that Murong Zhixu must have seen something very important in there, otherwise why would Shenwu mobilize so many people to fight him and portray him as a murderous demon.

"This matter must be very important, but I don't know how much you can remember. In addition to that secret, do you know any other information about the God's House?"

Murong Zhixu thought about it and it seemed that there really wasn’t one.

"Then do you know the Divine Spirit Religion?" While asking this question, Ye Jianqing kept staring at Murong Zhixu, wanting to see if he had any reaction.

However, he was still as calm as ever, but this time he didn't shake his head, but nodded: "I know. Master always told me to avoid the Divine Spirit Cult when I encounter it, and not to get involved. The Divine House seems to be a branch of the Divine Spirit Cult. It seems that no one knows the real base of the Divine Spirit Cult."

This surprised Ye Jianqing. She thought Murong Zhixu didn't know about the Cult of the Gods, but she didn't expect that he not only knew it, but also knew that the God House was a branch of the Cult of the Gods. Then why didn't he tell her before?

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you knew." Murong Zhixu touched his nose. He really didn't know that Ye Jianqing didn't know. But it was true. The Cult of the Gods had not appeared for many years. It was normal for Ye Jianqing, at his age, not to know that the Shenwu was a branch of the Cult of the Gods.

"You don't always think that the Shrine is the Shrine and the Divine Spirit Religion is the Divine Spirit Religion, right?" Murong Zhixu asked tentatively.

Ye Jianqing rolled his eyes at him, and when he realized that he couldn't see it, he felt his eyes rolling again. His tone was still a little sarcastic: "Thanks to you, I'm not that stupid. Even if I don't know their true relationship, the names of these two organizations are so similar, there should be some connection between them."

Murong Zhixu didn't take the child's temper to heart and just smiled silently. He thought that Ye Jianqing was a very mature adult. Ever since Chi Yu told him that day that he was just a child, Ye Jianqing's image in his mind became that of a child, and he was not as defensive as when they first met.

"This Shenling Cult existed a long time ago, but it has been active in the martial arts world for so many years. However, there seem to be very few people who really know it. Everyone talks about the Shenwu, and rarely mentions the Shenling Cult." Murong Zhixu remembered that all he had heard about was the Shenwu. If his master hadn't told him, he really wouldn't have known about the existence of the Shenling Cult. This was also a point that puzzled him.

"That's because everyone assumes that the Shrine is the Cult of the Gods." Chi Yu divided the things Ye Jianqing bought on a plate, brought it over, and even tore the roast chicken.

"Oh, it seems Chi Yu knows some inside information." Ye Jianqing looked at him excitedly. It seems that Chi Yu is really not a simple storyteller. In fact, Ye Jianqing knew that this man was not simple from the very beginning when he was able to rescue Murong Zhixu from outside the Great Wall.

Chi Yu glared at her and said, "The Divine Spirit Cult has always been active in the martial arts world, but they are relatively low-key and don't gather too many believers each time. But for some reason, every believer is loyal to them. Some sorcerers with bad intentions would also be proud to be able to enter the Divine House. Their magic is really useful in the Divine House."

"Magic? Isn't the Shenling Cult a witchcraft religion? How come there is magic?" Ye Jianqing didn't understand, and his clear big eyes revealed confusion.

"A powerful sorcerer knows everything about astronomy and geography and is omnipotent. Their role is much more powerful than that of a simple martial arts master. The people chosen by the Gods Religion are not ordinary people. Those who can join the Gods Religion are all talented and capable people who can contribute to the Gods Religion. Some people who have a good reputation outside can only be the caretakers of the God's house in the Gods Religion, but people still talk about them with relish." Chi Yu became more and more disdainful as he spoke.

"So powerful, then aren't all the people in the Divine Spirit Cult magicians?" Ye Jianqing's eyes widened as he listened. So many people practicing magic, what are they doing? Could it be that there are really magicians in this world who can cast spells? Mages can attack others remotely?

Chi Yu took a bite of the apple in his hand and thought it was pretty good, so he stuffed it into Murong Zhixu's hand for him to eat. Seeing that Ye Jianqing was still thinking, he asked, "Has the God's House made a move? Otherwise, you would never come to find us suddenly."

Ye Jianqing nodded habitually, and only realized that he had been tricked when he reacted. He glared at Chi Yu, and quickly looked around. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he lowered his voice and said to them, "A man died in the city recently. He had no wounds on his body, but his body suddenly turned blue three days after his death. It was very strange. And it is said that his enemies went to the shrine before he died and made a wish to the shrine."

Upon hearing the news, Chi Yu and Murong Zhixu both frowned, especially Murong Zhixu, whose entire face changed.

"What's going on?" Ye Jianqing, who was unaware of the inside story, saw that his mood had dropped and the air pressure around him was very low. He was a little scared and moved his chair back.

"Apart from the blue color, are there any other characteristics of the corpse? How many days has the person been dead?" Murong Zhixu asked, suppressing his emotions.

Ye Jianqing counted on his fingers, "It's the fourth or fifth day now, and the only thing we've found so far is that the body is blue."

Murong Zhixu kindly reminded him, "There is something inside the body. When you go back, open it and take a look. Otherwise, the body will turn into bones after seven days, and the things inside will soon melt along with the bones. By then, you won't be able to find any evidence you want."

"What! Is there really something inside?" Ye Jianqing didn't expect that he actually guessed it right. There really is something inside. Could it be a poisonous insect?

She asked tentatively: "Is it a Gu worm?"

"I'm not sure. I don't recognize that thing either. But it's very strange. Don't touch it. If you touch it, it will come alive and will get into your body."

This frightened Ye Jianqing. She suddenly remembered that Master Zhang was going to perform an autopsy on the body today. Master Zhang...