Chapter 253 Class A selection (Happy National Day!)

Baoguangfang, Baoguang Temple.

There are many pilgrims in the front yard.

Baoguang Temple is a long-established power in Huaiping City that has lasted for hundreds of years. In addition to being a place to burn incense and worship Buddha, it also sells some special elixirs and is very popular.

At this time, in the backyard, a little novice monk was walking hurriedly.

I even bumped into a few senior brothers inadvertently along the way.

Finally, after apologizing profusely, he bowed and walked into the house of an extremely senior elder.

There are still strange murals, and it is still a palace with only a few cigarettes.

Under the glass dome, the sun shines down, and the old monk is sitting cross-legged.

He was wearing a cassock that was as red as blood, as if he were bathed in blood. He had a solemn look on his face, holding a jade bowl and lowering his head to sip it.

If you look closely, you will see that the old monk's lips are bright red and he is actually drinking blood.

Xue Shen put down the bowl in his hand, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked at the panicked little novice monk, and raised his eyelids slightly:

"What? Wanhua is so rude, could something big happen?"

"This." The expression on Wan Huajun's face changed as he knelt on the ground, and finally whispered:

"Elder, according to reports and multiple confirmations, this evening, Junior Brother Mu Xin was beaten and murdered by unknown assailants on the long street when he went out to have dinner at Lingxi Villa. No body remains."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the room suddenly became suffocated, and the whirring air flow rolled back and forth, making the sound of birds and animals whimpering.

"What did you say?" an old voice sounded from above.

Wanhua raised her head and saw that the old monk had arrived in front of him at some point, leaning over and standing, staring at him with his eyes, and their faces were almost touching.

"Elder, Junior Brother Mu Xin, is dead."

He resisted the tremendous pressure and explained.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, he felt a strong force coming from him, and his whole body flew backwards in an instant, and finally hit the wall full of paintings.

He was vomiting blood, and the air around him seemed to be falling apart, but he did not dare to say anything. He just got up and continued to kneel on the ground, as if he was very afraid of the old man in front of him.

"Dead, just like that?"

A low and hollow voice came out of the old monk's mouth.

"You spent so much money to concoct your identity, and even spent resources to eradicate your opponents at all costs, and finally died like this?"

Wanhua didn't say anything, just knocked his head on the ground.

He naturally knew how much their faction spent on Mu Xin, that is, Jiang Jing.

Generally speaking, if you want to plant a secret agent in a big force, just having a transparent background is enough to make people go to great lengths, let alone a big sect like Lingtai Sect.

For example, Jiang Jing, whose apparent identity is the son of Mr. Kuang Yu, a big figure in the literary world of Huiyin County, Wang Yutao, was created by the black Buddhist method of exchanging a civet cat for a prince.

For this reason, two masters were dispatched to kill Wang Yutao. The expense alone and the major case of the tragedy of the literary world involved were enough to frighten the average person.

What's more, Black Buddhism was continuously and carefully cultivated during this period.

And now it seems that something will be harvested soon, but...

The more Wanhua thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she dared not speak out.

"Who is the murderer?" The old monk calmed down at this time.

"A strong man over three meters tall. The weakest is a master of the Six Fu Realm, or even stronger. He should be a physical practitioner. With just one palm, he knocked off Junior Brother Mu Xin's head, causing his heart to be broken and his body to collapse.

What he said was to avenge his friends." Wan Hua whispered.

"It's just that as far as I know, as Junior Brother Mu Xin, he has always practiced at home and has never had any enemies."

The bloody body didn't speak.

He naturally knew this, because he chose this identity himself, and what he wanted was to be innocent. How could he do such a ridiculous thing as murdering an entire family.

There is only one reason. Someone is deliberately committing murder. The so-called revenge for a friend is just a pretense.

His usual enemies in their lineage, and even their friends in the cult, immediately came to mind.

It's okay if I just don't want to. When I think about it, everyone has a motive.

"This matter must be investigated clearly. Killing must be punished with life." Finally, he slowly uttered a sentence.

It can be said that he is fully responsible for the placement of two large secret agents. If successful, he will have a lot of upper hand in the subsequent series of plans.

It’s just that after putting so much effort into it, in the end

For a moment, the blood body felt a little weak.

"By the way, elder, there is one more thing. There is news that Lan Xi and others disappeared during the transfer of news yesterday. Afterwards, people were sent to the stronghold to search, but no one was found. It is suspected that they are also dead." Wan Hua said quickly.

"You said Lan Xi and the others are also dead?" The bloody body came back to consciousness and frowned.

"It's very possible, otherwise no matter how big the matter is, it's impossible for him not to reply to the message.

I have a guess, maybe that person discovered the surveillance of Lan Xi and others, and then got angry and took the initiative and beat Junior Brother Mu Xin to death!" Wan Hua said.

"It's just that according to the informant's investigation, this person had an alibi at the time, so it doesn't seem like he was the one who did it."

"You mean, Lan Xi and the others died, and then Mu Xin also died." Xue Shen interrupted,

"In this case, what evidence do you need to talk about? Since Jiang Jing is dead, the Lingtai Sect's plan has come to an end. Let's get rid of all the tails as soon as possible.

As for this person, you urge Roshan to deal with it as soon as possible."

"It's just that Junior Brother Jiang Jing is dead, will it be okay if we do this again?"

"The people who deserve to live are dead, but the people who deserve to die are still alive. Keeping them will only be an eyesore." Xue Shen said lightly.

the other side.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Zhengyang, Lin Mo walked to his residence.

Obviously, the matter of filming the dead river scene has begun to ferment.

There were many sergeants patrolling the streets, and there were even many gang members cooperating. It could be said that the black and white teams started searching at the same time.

Along the way, there was a tall and muscular ranger wearing a black hat. He was stopped and interrogated. It can be said that there was a lot of movement.

He had naturally expected this, after all, killing was strictly prohibited in Huaiping City.

Moreover, the deceased was not an ordinary person, but an official student of Lingxi Academy.

What's more, it was a public killing on the street. The impact was so bad that it was destined to be immediately put on the line to maintain the dignity of the court. Coupled with the pressure from Lingxi Courtyard, it was impossible not to investigate carefully.

However, Lin Mo deliberately created an alibi and used all his strength to beat Jiang Jing into a pulp before leaving, which made the search difficult.

After carefully recalling it and finding that there were no omissions, Lin Mo returned home happily and disposed of the used black hats one by one, destroying the last evidence.

Although it is still not entirely certain that Baoguang Temple and the black Buddhist people are related to Jiang Jing, a series of troubles have arisen since he beat the two people, which is enough to explain the problem.

There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hate without reason.

Even if Lin Mo guessed wrong, he would not regret it.

The two had a feud, and he originally planned to find time to deal with it, but now that he was being monitored and tracked, he only accelerated the process.

Next, let’s see how the other party reacts.

The fact that the other party was willing to risk offending Lingxi Courtyard and deal cruel blows to Jiang Jing meant that Jiang Jing's status was somewhat special.

Now that people are gone all of a sudden, you can either hold back and attack hard, or come directly to the door. In short, you can change from passive to active.

Of course, if you really can't hold your breath, that's for the best.

Now Lin Mo works in Si Ma Fang Yamen, with Lingxi Courtyard as his back, so he can be regarded as someone above him.

What's more, there is Blue Split Whale Trading Company as a secret ally.

He doesn't mind making a big deal out of things and using his power to overwhelm others.

In his opinion, extending the timeline will only be more beneficial to him.

The practice of Arhat Ti is done step by step and steadily, and the cracking of the Blood-grinding Pill formula is also progressing at a rapid pace. It won't be long before you can try to refine a sample pill.

If the plan is good, it will mean that the realm of long-lasting immobility can be quickly broken through.

What's more, from Xiao Zhengyang, the channel for Yuan Shi has been opened.

No matter how much the price is, as long as the goods are available, everything is fine!

Lin Mo was confident that after developing the formula of the Blood-Mooning Pill, he would be able to earn enough money and obtain enough Yuan Stones to awaken the third or even fourth talent!

Then no matter what situation you encounter, you will be more confident.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stopped thinking about it.

Practice the Arhat body by using the mindless sandalwood as usual.

By the time the incense was gone, it was already about two o'clock in the morning, but I felt no sleepiness at all, so I continued to take out the medicine book, practice, and perfect the experimental plan.
To be continued...