Seventh elder's face turned difficult, with a mix of astonishment and uncertainty in his eyes, He Worry Tian, however, widened his eyes, filled with a thick network of blood vessels.
"Little disciple, don't hurry to stop. Old Gong, do you have any evidence?" He looked deeply at Old Gong.
"..."
Old Gong's words were as impossible as a dream in the night, and He Worry Tian was still truly honest, and actually believed...
However, how could Old Gong possibly have any evidence?
Indeed, in the next second, Old Gong shook his head and muttered, "I have evidence. I should have brought it out already. How could I wait until now? I would have shouted loudly at the gate of the four guidelines mountain: 'I killed my teacher, it's a disaster, and I turned against heaven and earth!'"
He Worry Tian's brows furrowed.
Just as I had slightly let out a breath of relief, Old Gong changed the subject, asking, "Would you leave evidence if you wanted to kill your master?"
"He's not the first choice of the master to succeed, you are."
"But why, at the crucial moment, the four rules true man will leave the four rules mountain, no one holds the overall situation."
"Why, after you came back from the mountains, why did the great hall end? Why did Zheng Ren come out with the four rules mirror? Could he have left a message if he had taken it out? Why let someone of insufficient strength take on such a great responsibility?"
"Since there are letters and tokens, how could Zheng Ren not know where the four rules true man is going?"
"Either the letter and token are false, or Zheng Ren knows everything, and knows that the four rules true man can no longer return!"
"Of course, there is also a possibility that the four rules true man is unaware of the poison he has ingested, and he left the four rules mountain for some reason. Zheng Ren fabricated everything."
"Are you eavesdropping on my conversation with the little disciple, or did the little disciple tell you?" He Worry Tian's pupil slightly shrank.
"I don't have the habit of snooping around with uncle, you talk about it in front of me, and wait for me to plug my ears? Moreover, ghosts don't rely on ears to listen." Old Gong appeared somewhat indignant.
For a moment, He Worry Tian's expression was as changeable as the weather.
"The four rules mirror cannot be imitated. If that's true, then it must be Zheng Ren who said something and did something..."
"Senior elder, this matter, still Old Gong's guess, can't be completely taken seriously." Fortunately, the seventh elder was much more sober-minded.
He Worry Tian took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his emotions.
"This kind of toxin that causes the entire body to rot should be rare, especially now, the corpse is still moist and decayed, the poison also harms the soul. The master's soul remains in the body, but has become a hollow ghost... After we return to the four rules mountain, we will thoroughly investigate everything and find out all. Senior elder, we cannot cause turmoil in the four rules mountain just because of suspicion and guesswork."
"Little disciple, I hope you understand this as well!"
The seventh elder looked at me, speaking with much greater seriousness.
She walked to the coffin lid and called He Worry Tian again.
He Worry Tian finally realized what was happening, and was about to close the coffin lid.
Suddenly, He Worry Tian uttered a soft exclamation, his hand halted, and his gaze fell to the decomposed corpse's face.
"What's wrong, senior elder?" The seventh elder's face showed surprise.
"There seems to be something on the bones," He Worry Tian pointed to his own forehead, then to the face of the decomposed corpse.
The decomposed skin and muscles looked very dark, and the exposed bones had a faint whitish hue.
In that pale color, I did not see anything else.
The seventh elder also found it peculiar.
"Senior elder, are you sure you're seeing things?"
"There won't be any mistake. We can't take it back to the four rules mountain for a closer look. Although Old Gong doesn't have any evidence, Zheng Ren was the last person to have contact with the master at the four rules mountain. Based on the master's strength, who could have poisoned him?"
"I demand an autopsy!" The words from He Worry Tian were resolute and forceful.
For a moment, I felt that he was obstinate.
However, as the senior elder of the four rules mountain, was he really so careless?
Old Gong's words... though absurd, yet... they seemed to carry a bit of truth?
"The toxicity is too strong, it could cause problems." The seventh elder frowned, but she didn't really try to stop them.
I suppose she also wanted to dispel He Worry Tian's doubts. Otherwise, when they returned to the four rules mountain, it would cause even greater chaos.
"This poison... is indeed a bit troublesome."
"Old Gong, did you see that?" He Worry Tian immediately looked at Old Gong.
Old Gong's head shook like a pendulum, firmly denying it. He muttered, "Old He, you want to lure me into a trap. This poison harms the soul. Old Gong has plenty of wishes yet to fulfill; I don't want to become a ghost."
For a moment, the atmosphere became stagnant and tense.
He Worry Tian was deep in thought, his expression constantly changing.
My phone vibrated again with a buzz, still a call from Yang the Steward. Frowning, I didn't answer and simply turned off the ringer.
My gaze kept returning to He Worry Tian, afraid that he might touch the corpse and contract the poison. If that happened, it would be a big problem.
In the next moment, He Worry Tian suddenly took out two bronze swords, their tips sharp and pointed. His breathing grew heavier.
But for some reason, the sky... seemed to have grown even darker...
That kind of darkness is different from the usual. Although the moon hanging in the sky was gone, it wasn't on an overcast day.
"Strange..." Old Gong reacted, staring blankly at the sky.
"Swoosh..." His eyes widened, giving him an eerie look.
"No good! Ghosts are here!" Old Gong shouted, giving me goosebumps all over.
An eerie scene unfolded as one by one, many people started to enter from the doorway where the courtyard and the room met...
All of them were Taoists!
The Taoists from Changlefeng Temple!
The leader, was none other than Han Qiu.
No, behind them were not only Taoists from Changlefeng Temple, but I also recognized a few familiar faces... weren't they the elders from Tiannian Temple?
How could this be possible?
We had clearly escaped... Even if we were later discovered and in a hurry, all of us were very careful, so it shouldn't have been possible for them to follow us, right?
Han Qiu looked at me with a distant gaze, then suddenly said, "Brother Luo, why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye?"
Then, he bowed his hands and knuckles together, speaking in a deep voice, "I am Han Qiu, the son of Han Cua Zi. I have the honor of paying my respects to the senior elder and the seventh elder."
"Silent..." Sister.
Han Qiu's last word was somber.
The corpse has residual memories. After eating Han Qiu, there must be other ghosts inside Han Qiu. Those other ghosts can also feel that residual memory.
The seventh elder looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy. She held a whisk in one hand and gripped a peachwood sword with the other.
He Worry Tian, on the other hand, appeared to be enraged, as he swept his gaze over those Taoists and showed even more heartache.
"You, that ghost?"
"You, show your true form before speaking!" He Worry Tian coldly rebuked.
Han Qiu suddenly laughed. As he laughed, his mouth seemed to split open, and a person appeared from it...
The person wearing the mask was none other than the ninth elder from Tiannian Temple.
The dark earth's Qi swirled around the ninth elder.
Not only that, but also around the bodies of the other Taoists!
After being discovered, they no longer tried to hide it.
Sweat beads popped out on my forehead. I stared at the crowd but didn't see the plague ghost... He should have purple skin and a bald head. Unless, he had changed his body again.
My heart was in turmoil and suppression. My breathing was very heavy...
Because, I thought of Qi Yoyo...
