You rascal, stop right there!

The news of Master Xuanli's disappearance spread quickly.

Even the body of Master Gu Yang himself could not be found!

Countless Beijing guards did not go out to search for people until the next day, but they only found countless guards who were knocked unconscious by the datura grass, and monks and assassins from Shanhua Temple who were knocked unconscious or injured by the explosion.

The whole country was in an uproar.

There were blood-red words on the rock wall of Wenqing Mountain, and the "Heavenly Punishment" spell was written on it with cinnabar.

Weird, ferocious...

It is said that the painting is of a blood-red yaksha, a lifelike portrait, with the words "heavenly punishment" added.

Within just half a month, Shanhua Temple was destroyed and the imperial master disappeared.

There are occasional rumors on the streets that Master Gu Yang killed people because he ignored Han Miaoran's "Picture of Hell".

This action brought disaster upon himself, causing him to suffer repeated setbacks on the way to the sacrifice and eventually lose his life.

During this period, rumors spread in the tabloids of Xuanli and Daqing, accompanied by immersive drawings.

It is said that Master Gu Yang was the result of karma from his previous life and the law of reincarnation.

I don’t know which nosy guy came up with the idea of “the theory of divine will and destiny”.

It even states that anyone who pursues his evil deeds must burn incense and "confess" their sins every year, and this will take ten years to be fulfilled.

The people of Xuanli were in panic.

All of a sudden, more butchers, fishermen and executioners gave up their jobs.

Those who committed murder and robbery threw away their knives and changed their careers.

A rare scene of "no fish or meat for sale, and no meat seen" appeared in the market and restaurant stalls.

The influence of "Pictures of Hell" has become unprecedentedly great, which is amazing.

Moreover, some people have decided to abolish the tradition of killing animals and taking lives during sacrifices.

Xuanli had lost both the person who held the imperial power and the person who held the religious power, and was in danger of falling into an imminent civil strife.

now……

While Guo Yuanmin was telling all this, Chen Xingyi said nothing.

He and Luo Wenqi beside him almost imitated each other, holding their chins and sighing, with serious expressions.

When Bai Wan and Ling Shumo discussed this plan together, everyone stood up and agreed.

Now, I am very worried about the results.

"Brother Guo, are you saying that you didn't even see Gu Yang's body?"

Guo Yuanmin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but say, "At that time, Ji Li and he jumped into the turbulent underground river in the cave. It was a dangerous place..."

Chen Xingyi couldn't help but remain silent.

Who is Gu Yang?

A man who lost his treasure but still had great martial arts skills, trained secret assassins, and stirred up trouble in Daying for decades.

His adopted son hadn't been able to kill him so many times, so how could he be killed so easily this time?

However, they considered every step.

Bai Wan destroyed Shanhua Temple, lured the tiger away from the mountain and brought tens of thousands of prisoners across the river. He displayed the "Diagram of Hell" to convey the law of cause and effect and explain the fate of good and evil.

At the same time, Master Guyang had to change the worship site to Wenqing Mountain.

From avoiding killing innocent people, cutting off the ceremonial guard step by step, to setting up a mountain route for them to escape, everything from poisonous smoke to hidden weapons and explosives was prepared.

Public opinion on the aftermath, the theories of cause and effect, and destiny have also been spread sufficiently.

However, I always feel uncomfortable if I don’t see the body.

After all, they tried their best!

Everything is connected to each other, and if you are not careful, you will either die or be injured.

Bai Wan believed in his own talent, just as he believed that Ling Shumo on the other side would be able to receive and arrange all the prisoners of war.

He believed that Chen Xingyi and others could perfectly set up all the secret outposts and agencies in Wenqing Mountain.

The only unexpected thing is whether this national teacher has a hard life or is just lucky?

"Ahem! Ahem! Anyway, you've all done a great job over the past nine days, so the result isn't bad, is it?"

Bai Wan patted the person's shoulder approvingly, smiling as brightly as the moon melting the snow.

"Brother Guo's Kung Fu is so secretive that no one can detect it. Chen Er is proficient in the strange mountain art of teleportation and illusion. Not to mention Xiao Luoluo's strength, which can move mountains by himself, and the death row beggar who helped us hide is also working hard!"

"This is unprecedented. If you can get the gold, you will be rich!"

After saying that, he placed a whole bottle of ointment next to Luo Wenqi.

Because of his immense strength, Luo Wenqi had previously managed to control a 40-jin sword and crossbow, and even now he still can't lift his arms.

He took the medicine and turned his head: "Hey, but! What if the Imperial Master is still alive?"

"He's already lost power." Bai Wan looked at Chen Xingyi earnestly, "Chen Er, do you think he's paid off the debt he owes you?"

Everything else is subsidiary; the most important thing is the thoughts of Chen Xingyi, who is suffering from the pain of patricide.

The person being questioned closed his eyes slightly.

"Boss, how did you deal with the situation when you killed your mentor, Li Simeng, with your own hands?"

Chen Xingyi looked at the crescent moon outside the window from afar, watching the stars move by.

Few people know the truth about Li Simeng's death. It is rumored that he died in the fire or drowning during the negotiation shipwreck.

No one doubted that it was Bai Wan who did it.

The past gradually disappeared in the dark clouds.

Looking at the man who had a similar experience as himself, Bai Wan's expression changed slightly and he sighed:

"I don't deny that I'm a sinner who murdered my master. But I'm definitely not a good person either."

"There's nothing to regret about what I've done. However, the bond between us as master and disciple must be acknowledged, even if it was ill-fated!"

Finally, he added.

"I have no regrets!"

It was true that Li Simeng raised him for nine years, taught him to paint, and it was even more true that he harmed and killed him.

Chen Xingyi seemed to be touched, his chest ached, and he felt an indescribable sense of self-mockery.

"Boss...that's the boss..."

In an instant, my heart was broken.

However, Luo Wenqi's fingertips quietly brushed across the back of his hand.

Every detail is meticulous…

One person didn't struggle, and the other didn't let go.

Chen Xingyi suddenly realized what this person said to him: "Well, actually you are different from Xiaobai."

"You're not just angry because he treated you badly and wanted to kill you. More importantly, he made you an accomplice of the country. He only used you as a spy tool! He made you feel sorry for your original Da Ying parents."

"He doesn't deserve your recognition of bad fate, because you think he is not even a fate."

"Unless you see his body with your own eyes, you will never be able to let go of this debt!"

Chen Xingyi looked at him solemnly, with a faint and lonely smile on his face.

The past events reappeared in my mind one by one...

Everything from childhood to adulthood is engraved in my mind and is still vivid.

Their eyes met...

Very light, very soft...

Luo Wenqi's face is so warm, elegant and calm, and his eyes are sincere.

He understands me so well... I actually... want to listen to him talk to me more?

Those who realized something were stunned.

"You! You are so self-righteous. That's...that's not what you said!"

Chen Xingyi glared at the man fiercely, but still refuted without thinking.

He discovered to his horror that—

How come every word from the person opposite me hits the nail on the head now?