"Just put it on..."

Hua Qianqian took the dress and put it on Mo Hua. While pushing, a gentle and angry voice suddenly came from outside the house:

"Qianqian, it's broad daylight, what kind of door are you closing?"

Murong Caiyun, who was holding the token of the cave, opened the door, and what he saw was a mess of clothes, messy hairpins, reddish flowers on his cheeks, and a Baihuagu Taoist robe, with a very red face.

Two people are drawn in ink like apples, pushing each other.

Murong Caiyun was stunned immediately.

The two people in the room also froze.

After a while, Murong Caiyun was so angry that she was shaking all over, "You..."

Hua Qianqian's heart suddenly felt cold.

"Sister Murong, it's not what you think..."

"How dare you quibble?!"

"Sister, please listen to my explanation..."

…

After a commotion, the door of the cave was closed again.

Murong Caiyun sat in the room, her face as sinking as water.

Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua sat side by side, with their heads hanging down, like two children who had done something wrong.

"...Is this really what happened?"

Murong Caiyun asked with a straight face.

"yes……"

Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua whispered.

Murong Caiyun scolded: "Even if you want to find out the cause of sister Jin'er's death, you can't let Mo Hua wear the Taoist robe of Baihua Valley and sneak into Baihua Valley. Once the matter is exposed..."

Hua Qianqian said: "I will shoulder the responsibility."

Murong Caiyun said angrily: "You are still a disciple yourself, and your mind is like that of a child who has not grown up. What can you bear?"

Hua Qianqian muttered: "Junior Brother Mo will not be blamed anyway..."

Murong Caiyun was a little angry and glared at her.

"Also, how can you let Junior Brother Mo wear the female monk's robe from Baihua Valley?"

"Because the clothes look good..." Hua Qianqian said weakly.

Murong Caiyun wanted to pull her ears.

At this moment, Mo Hua also raised his head and whispered: "Senior sister..."

Murong Caiyun turned his head and looked at the ink painting.

Just by looking at it, she couldn't look away for a moment.

When she entered the door just now, she was suddenly shocked. She was too angry to look at the ink painting carefully.

At this moment, I was calm and took another look at the ink painting. I immediately felt astonished and my heart couldn't help but jump.

Even at that moment, she actually had the absurd and unbelievable thought that "Sister Qianqian did the right thing."

Murong Caiyun immediately shook his head and threw this idea away, but he heard Mo Hua say in his ears:

"...Senior Sister, there must be some unknown inside story about the cause of Senior Sister Ye Jin's death."

"Moreover, the way she died was very dangerous..."

Murong Caiyun spent a lot of effort to force herself not to look at Mo Hua's face, but to focus on what Mo Hua said.

"Danger?"

Murong Caiyun was a little confused.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "I don't know what Senior Sister Jin'er went through during her lifetime, but she must have suffered a lot of injustice and pain, and was desperate, so she put the practice into practice."

Resentment turns into evil spirit, and becomes the only way out."

"Turn into a fierce ghost..."

Murong Caiyun's face turned pale.

The flowers are light and pale.

She only knew that Ye Jin had asked questions about whether people would turn into ghosts after death, but she never expected that she would want to commit suicide in order to become a "bad ghost".

He even committed suicide in the form of "tragic death" by self-immolation.

Murong Caiyun also realized the seriousness of the problem.

Although she doesn't understand the ways of gods and ghosts, she also knows that once a person turns into a ghost, he must be extremely vicious and cause endless disasters.

The reason why monks talk about ghosts changing their color is because ghosts are different from people and have invisible thoughts. They are completely different from the monks' practice system of blood and spiritual power. Dealing with them is not only difficult, but also very dangerous.

Some high-level monks have profound spiritual consciousness and are not afraid of ghosts.

But if they lack the means to restrain their sneakiness, there is nothing they can do against these ghosts.

If sister Jin'er really turns into a ghost...

Murong Caiyun glanced at Mo Hua worriedly, "Aren't you also in danger?"

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Just when Murong Caiyun was about to ask why, it could be seen that Mo Hua's expression was calm, his eyes were deep, and he had a calm and reassuring aura.

Whenever there is a big event, be calm.

When we first met, Mo Hua would occasionally have this look when he was in danger.

Now that a few years have passed, my ink painting has grown a bit, and I have been a junior senior brother for a few more years. This aura of having everything under control has become even more obvious.

Murong Caiyun sighed: "Okay..."

Every monk has secrets.

There are some things that you can't ask too much about.

And with Junior Brother Mo's temperament, he usually won't do anything he's not sure about.

Murong Caiyun thought for a moment and then asked: "Why don't you tell the elders of Baihua Valley directly about this matter?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I can't say yet..."

Because it is still unknown whether the top management of Baihua Valley was involved in this matter.

Does Senior Sister Ye Jin's death have anything to do with them?

Murong Caiyun was stunned for a moment, but then he figured it out.

She couldn't help but sigh again, and after thinking for a moment, she solemnly said:

"There are only female disciples in Baihua Valley, and the rules are strict. No male cultivators are allowed to enter."

"If you sneak in, it's fine if everything is safe. If it's exposed, just say that I ordered you to investigate."

Mo Hua was stunned.

Hua Qianqian also looked stunned, "Senior Sister Murong..."

Murong Caiyun shook his head, "I'm also very sorry about sister Jin'er. I can't help with other matters, so I can only take the blame for you."

Hua Qianqian said: "Senior sister, you don't need to take the blame, I..."

Murong Caiyun looked solemn, "You don't understand, behind me is the Murong family, and I have a good relationship with you. You can 'collude' with me about Jin'er, but you can't 'collude' with Mo Hua, otherwise there will be many people in Baihua Valley

Make a fuss about this matter and cause trouble for your Hua family."

Hua Qianqian nodded in understanding.

After Murong Caiyun finished speaking, he told Mo Hua: "Go early and come back early. Don't stay too long. Be careful."

Then she sighed, took a deep look at the ink painting, and said sincerely: "I leave my sister Jin'er's affairs to you."

"Well, don't worry, senior sister." Mo Hua nodded.

It was getting late, so Hua Qianqian took Mo Hua to Baihua Valley.

Murong Caiyun was the only one left in the cave.

She thought about Jin'er and felt emotional.

In the blink of an eye, he saw all kinds of exquisite dresses on the ground again. His expression was startled, and he couldn't help but think in his mind that Mo Hua looked as graceful as a celestial being wearing these dresses.

Murong Caiyun's heart skipped a beat, and then immediately pinched his arm to distract his thoughts, and said helplessly:

"I must have been led astray by that girl Qian Qian..."

…
To be continued...