Chapter 511： : Great change of mind

Caomiao Village is located not far from the foot of Qingyun Mountain. Naturally, the tragedy of Caomiao Village at that time was like it happened at the entrance of Qingyunmen's house. Qingyunmen also attached great importance to this matter.

Today, I suddenly heard that the black hands behind the murder case might be found out. After learning this news, the real person of Dao Xuan also became more serious, and then took the initiative and walked in the direction of Uncle Wang.

"Overseas monk? Brother Shi Tian has long said that his food and clothing, and even the Taoist magical powers and the Central Plains are very different. Today, we will also see where the other party is sacred."

Not only was the mastermind of the murderous case taken seriously in the same year, Dao Xuan's heart was also curious about Wu Yan.

In recent days, I have only heard of his name, but I haven't seen him.

Two sword lights crossed in the air, Tian Buyi and Su Ru and his wife quickly came over. Then, after asking about where Uncle Wang was, they also hurried over.

After all, this matter is related to the disciples under the door. Of course, as masters and mother-in-laws, they should of course care about them.

"Senior Wu Yan, what are you going to do next?" Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's eyes fell on Wu Yan, asking curiously.

Wu Yan had no nonsense. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched Wang Ershu's eyebrow. He directly opened his F disk and entered his memory system.

After asking about the time period of the Caomiao Village tragedy that year, soon, from the second disk of Wang Ershu, I found relevant memories.

"You put your palm on my back, and I take you into the memory of Uncle Wang, and show the memory he saw in front of you," Wu Yan said after finding what he wanted.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were a bit surprised, but they could directly check the memory?

However, neither of them spoke, and silently stretched out his palm and stuck it to the back of Wu Yan. Then, a copy of the memory about the original Caomiao Village tragedy was copied towards the disks of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. past.

The memory files are not very large, just one of them, and the copying is more rapid. It does not need one minute. The two related files are directly copied into the minds of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.

For Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, as if someone with amnesia suddenly remembered it, a memory suddenly appeared in their minds ...

In Caomiao Village, screaming again and again, screaming in horror, a monk with fierce eyes, could not show the slightest compassion.

Staring at a pair of scarlet **** eyes, as if demon-like, mass murder in Caomiao Village, dark clouds, flames, sky, ordinary people in Caomiao Village, where is the opponent? All of them have been slaughtered.

At that time, the scene of Caomiao Village was re-viewed from the perspective of Uncle Wang. Both Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu looked like their own memories. They looked at the peaceful and peaceful Caomiao Village with their own eyes, and turned into a nose under Pu Zhi hell.

The killing in Caomiao Village continued. The explosion of the attack was accompanied by a stone hitting the head of Uncle Wang. However, the specific events of that year, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, were both clear.

"It turned out to be him! It was the monk at the time!" Lin Jingyu stared at the murderer in the memory of Wang Ershu's memory and said with a grudge.

When they were young, they both met Master Puzhi. Lin Jingyu remembered him naturally, but he did not expect that the monk who looked kind and purposeful at the time was actually the black hand behind Caomiao Village. Why did he want to Killed Caomiao Village?

"No, this is impossible, this is not possible ..." But, compared to Lin Jingyu's hatred, Zhang Xiaofan looked dumbfounded, standing still like a chicken, whispering in his mouth.

For Zhang Xiaofan, Master Puzhi was the first practitioner to contact him. At that time, he also worshiped him as a teacher. The so-called Heaven and Earth Master Teacher, Zhang Xiaofan has always regarded Master Puzhi as a relative, otherwise , Will not deliberately keep bloodthirsty beads as thoughts.

However, I did not expect that the murderer who directly killed Caomiao Village at first was a master of wisdom who always respected himself.

At this time, Dao Xuan and the couple Tian Tianyi had already rushed over, looking at Lin Jingyu's face full of hatred, and Zhang Xiaofan's disappointed look. They were all secretly shocked.

Just come back and forth, and look like they already know the true identity of the black hand behind the tragedy of the Caomiao Village?

"Xiao Fan, you ..." Tian couldn't say easily, and wanted to directly ask what the truth was about the tragedy in Caomiao Village.

However, Su Ru next to him grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.

In the end, it's a woman, so be more careful. Su Ru can see that Zhang Xiaofan's look is not right, not just pure hatred.

"Xiao Fan, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Su Ru came over, and said to Zhang Xiaofan with a look of concern in her expression.

Tian, ​​who was not easy to see the appearance of his wife, also reacted. Xiao Fan's appearance was indeed a bit wrong.

"Impossible, this is impossible ...", for Su Ru's words, Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer, just whispered in his mouth, the appearance of distraction, apparently the truth of this matter is too great for Zhang Xiaofan. .

"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, how are you? Rest assured, as long as the two of us work hard to cultivate, we can get revenge in the future!" Lin Jingyu next to this time also saw that Zhang Xiaofan was wrong, and thought he was Frightened by the monk's cultivation in his memory, he said with a strong hatred on his face.

"Lin Jingyu, who is the black hand behind the scenes?", Dao Xuan next to him, only then interposed, and asked Lin Jingyu.

"Qi's head, the black hand behind the scenes is a monk. I had met him when I was in Caomiao Village." I heard Daoxuan's inquiries. Although Lin Jingyu hated the sky, she didn't lose sight. , Replied.

"Monk?", Hearing Lin Jingyu's words, Dao Xuan frowned slightly.

With so many monks in the world, who are they? The person who can come to the conclusion of the slaughter of the entire village must be a man in the magic road, but is there any monk in the magic road?

"Well, do you still remember the appearance of that monk? If you remember, draw a portrait of him", after thinking about it, Dao Xuan said to Lin Jingyu.

"Okay, head", Lin Yuyu nodded heavily after hearing these words.

Indeed, having painted the portrait, and letting the power of Qingyunmen investigate, this is the fastest way to get rid of the murderer behind the scenes.

"No, no need, head, me, I know who the killer is ...".

However, when Lin Jingyu and Dao Xuanzheng were going to paint a portrait of the monk Puzhi, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly opened his mouth. Zhang Xiaofan looked calm, his temperament had changed, and a cold air came from his body.

"Xiao Fan, what's the matter with you?" Although Zhang Xiaofan's appearance has not changed, the breath on his body and his indifferent eyes made Lin Jingyu feel strange for the first time. Lin Jingyu's face was full of worry, staring at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Xiao Fan ...", Su Ru He Tian, ​​who was next to him, was even more frightened.

At the same time, Su Ru's eyes fell on Wu Yan's body, his eyes filled with the look of inquiry. Obviously he was asking Wu Yan about all these reasons. Why did Zhang Xiaofan become like this? Does this have anything to do with the Taoism he has performed before?

"Let him tell you about Zhang Xiaofan," Wu Yan said, shaking his head in the face of Su Ru's questioning look.

Although I knew the truth, it was most appropriate for Zhang Xiaofan to tell them.

"Master, mother-in-law, head", Zhang Xiaofan looked indifferent, as if he had become a person. After looking around at a few of them, the words were astonishingly endless: "The monk's identity is the master of wisdom in Tianyin Temple ".

"What !?", Zhang Xiaofan's words made it difficult for Dao Xuan and Tian to change their faces.

Tianyin Temple, which is one of the four main schools of Zhengdao, and Puzhi is the most respected monk in Tianyin Temple. The weight of Tianyin Temple is no less than Qingyunmen's first seat.

All the people who slaughtered Caomiao Village thought that they should be in the magic road, but in fact, they turned out to be masters of general wisdom? how can that be?

"Did you make a mistake? The relationship is not small, and Master Puzhi has passed away several years ago, and everyone in the world knows it ...", Dao Xuan's face was more dignified and he stared seriously. Zhang Xiaofan asked a few of them.

As the head of Qingyunmen, if it is possible, it is naturally unwilling to oppose Tianyin Temple, especially when this magic road is increasingly rampant.

"Just now we personally saw the memory of Uncle Wang ~ www.novelhall.com ~ There is absolutely nothing wrong, and Master Puzhi at the time was indeed in Caomiao Village," said Zhang Xiaofan, calmly saying, It exudes a sense of death, as if these words did not matter to him.

"Xiao Fan, you call him Master Puzhi? What's going on?" Su Ru was more careful and noticed Zhang Xiaofan's addressing problem, then suddenly interposed and asked.

In fact, relative to the truth of the matter, at this time Su Ru was more worried about Zhang Xiaofan's situation. She could feel that Zhang Xiaofan's change was very large, and she was also very worried.

"Yes, he is indeed my master. I actually worshiped him as a teacher before I went up the mountain ..." Zhang Xiaofan didn't hesitate to ask Su Ru, nodding.

"What? You turned out to be an art investment teacher? You voted for both Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen!".

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's confession, Tian Yiyi and Dao Xuan could not help but change their faces, looked at him angrily, and devoted themselves to two martial arts at the same time.

"Cough, in fact, I know a few things about the truth of this matter ..." Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's anger about Tian Yiyi and Dao Xuan's anger, Wu Yan coughed and interjected.