Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Feeling the pull on his chin, the boy couldn't help but frown and twitch his mouth.

"Master...Uncle, how dare I hide anything? You can check it yourself and you will know whether what I said is true or not. There has never been such a smell in the hall last time. And since this smell appears on the wound, it is either from the murder weapon or poison or powder. I beg Master Uncle to investigate thoroughly and not let the real murderer go."

The boy's words were sincere and the sincerity in his eyes was unquestionable.

The middle-aged man looked at him, put his hand down, walked past the coughing boy indifferently, went straight to the corpse, examined it carefully, and waved to his disciples to take the corpses down for inspection.

Then he picked up the dagger on the ground, unsheathed it, scanned it, sniffed it carefully, scratched his hand with the knife, put his palm under his nose and sniffed it, and his eyebrows frowned instantly.

When the people on the stairs saw him like this, they hurriedly reached out to stop him, but when they saw the middle-aged man had already cut his hand and put it under his nose to smell it, they knew what was going on. When they saw his eyebrows furrowed, they couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Ahem...Uncle Master, what the kid said was correct, right?"

The middle-aged man did not speak, but only looked deeply at the young man, then threw the dagger on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the

Seeing this, no one said anything else, but just waited silently for the result.

After a while, footsteps were heard, and a panicked man walked in from the gate. After entering the hall, he bowed to everyone and spoke slowly.

"Master, I, along with other disciples from the Jiexun Palace, carefully examined the corpses and found that each person had a pinhole-sized hole between the back of their heads and their necks. It is not easy to see if you don't look carefully. We also found some white powder near their necks, which smelled exactly the same as the scent on their wounds. According to my judgment, it was the pollen of the Nianxi flower, which grows in the deepest part of the Demon Realm. This flower usually grows in the most harsh environment in the Demon Realm, and is nourished by powerful demonic energy all around, and does not see the light all year round..."

"So... you mean their cause of death was not just knife wounds."

"Yes, in fact, the knife wound is not the most important thing. According to the disciples' further inspection, the knife did not directly stab into the vital part of the body, but was slightly off by two inches. So the most important thing is the poison of the pollen, and..."

The disciple kneeling on the ground carefully glanced at the middle-aged man standing and slowly said, "In fact, the disciple guarding the tower was stabbed in the chest from behind. He didn't have any wounds at first. It was probably before 9:00 pm, but no more than half an hour later."

"That means someone else came after I left..."

The middle-aged man looked at the person kneeling on the ground seriously, his tone full of sternness.

The man kneeling on the ground nodded and said, "Master, I found a shallow footprint inside and outside the tower before. At that time, I thought it was... Now it seems that it should be the person who came back to finish off the enemy."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and even the people standing on the stairs looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Uncle Master, now I can prove my innocence, right?"

“No…”

Someone standing on the stairs jumped out again, clasped his hands and said in panic: "Uncle Master, even if this is the case, you saw it with your own eyes, and you can't guarantee that he might have accomplices or..."

"Are you trying to say that this kid has the ability to surpass the master and shrink his steps to an inch?"

The young man slowly turned his body towards the stairs and asked faintly:

"Who knows? Maybe your master is biased in teaching you..."

The man curled his lips and looked at the boy with displeasure.

"Everyone knows that I don't have any friends. Even if I do, they are all from Zixiao Peak. I don't have any friends at all. To be more precise, no one else can look up to me. Besides, the last time was only one night away from this time. So how could I make everyone so hypocritical with me in just one night that it was worth killing people to consolidate the friendship? And you said that it was the master who taught me. But you are right. According to the master's favoritism towards me, it is not impossible, but..."

The young man paused for a moment, smiled mysteriously, and slowly said: "If I can prove that I stay somewhere all day and cannot split myself, and the master cannot show up, then would you be willing to explain what you said?"

After saying that, the young man bowed deeply to the middle-aged man, and then pointed to one of the people.

"Brother, please testify for me."

Following the direction of the young man's finger, everyone's eyes turned to a young man standing tall and graceful on the stairs.

The middle-aged man also looked over. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he bowed slightly and said, "Disciple Zixiao Peak Chengyuan greets Master Uncle."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and looked at him eagerly.

Cheng Yuan stood up straight, put his hands back into his wide sleeves, and then shook his head, "Junior brother, I'm very sorry, I can't testify for you."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the people standing beside him immediately laughed out loud: "Let's see what else you have to say now, let alone your weak and feeble excuses..."

The man was about to continue speaking with a sneer, but Cheng Yuan, who had just spoken, bowed again and said, "My disciple follows the teachings of the immortals, so I naturally cannot talk about things I haven't seen..."

"Of course..."

"Although I didn't see it, someone must have seen it. Master Uncle can tell the disciples Yuyuan and Li'an downstairs to come to the palace and they will know."

He said, smiling slightly as he looked at the middle-aged man

The man standing aside subconsciously showed a little panic, but quickly calmed down. "Uncle Master, you can't do that. Those two are disciples of Zixiao Peak, and this man is also a disciple of Zixiao Peak. I think these two people are more or less biased, which is unfair to the deceased."

The middle-aged man did not speak, but just stared at the elegant young man on the stairs.

"Then please ask Uncle Master to use the power of retrospection to explore their memories through the water mirror. The power of retrospection is beyond doubt. In this way, Uncle Master will not accuse us of favoring any one person at Zixiao Peak."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man did not wait for the man to speak. He first asked his disciples to call the two men up, and then asked them to come to the water mirror. The middle-aged man made a gesture with his fingers, and a picture appeared on the water mirror in a moment. This picture started from the boy secretly going to the back mountain, and continued until everyone surrounded the boy at the entrance of the cave. During this period, the two of them never left the entrance of the cave.

After the matter was over, the middle-aged man put away the mirror and looked at the man.

The man continued with an unconvinced look on his face, "That doesn't prove anything, does it? And maybe he went out from another cave entrance and came back, and maybe everyone in Zixiao Peak colluded..."

"Uncle Master, be careful with your words. You should know that what you said is putting the outer sect and Zixiao Peak in opposition to each other. Is this okay?"

The young man slowly stood up and bowed to the middle-aged man.