Thinking about it this way, there is really such a possibility. Before that, I had always wanted to find out who the person behind the scenes of Wu Quantum and termites were, and now I finally got a little frowning.

I haven’t heard of the Black Face Teaching before, but it seems that I will investigate it more in the future.

"Wang Cheng, what are you thinking about? This black face sect is not as easy to deal with as you imagined. Don't have any impulsive thoughts." Shi Zilong was stunned when he saw me, raised his hand and shook it in front of me.

I withdrew my thoughts and said to Shi Zilong:

"Team leader Shi, no matter whether Meichuan Kuzi is the descendant of the Black-faced Sect or not, I have to go to him tonight. Because I promised the wronged soul in this porcelain bottle, I must do it."

On the first day of his reverence as his master, Master told me: Before learning to make ceramics, you must first learn to be a human being. This must be honest and do what you say. Either you don’t agree or you have to do what you promise others.

Although Master doesn't know where he is now, every word he said to me is deeply engraved into my heart.

After hearing what I said, Shi Zilong immediately spoke up and advised:

"Wang Cheng, don't be impulsive about this matter, consider it more for yourself. With our current strength, we can't afford to offend the Black-faced Sect at all. Not to mention us, even the people above are three taboos to them."

I stood up, looked at Shi Zilong and said seriously:

"Captain Shi, is it possible that we can't afford to offend, so we have to let them do whatever they want? Watch them take lives as a mustard? I don't know how you turned a blind eye to it, anyway, I can't do it. Today I have to find that Meichuan Kuzi and give the dead Li Jia an explanation."

"You have to do this? Don't you think about the consequences?" Shi Zilong was also excited and stood up from the table.

I shook my head, for some reason, and the decision in my heart was extremely firm at this time:

"Either go or die." I said as I put away the porcelain jar containing Li Jia and walked out of the room.

After passing through the reporting hall, I walked to the duty room and called Bald Qiang, intending to go with him to find Meichuan Kuzi. As soon as I walked to the yard of the police station, Bald Qiang, who was following me, suddenly "thumped" and knelt down for me.

I turned around and saw his actions and was stunned:

"Bald Qiang, what are you doing? What are you doing suddenly? What's wrong with me?" I turned around and asked.

Bald man raised his head slowly, his eyes were different from usual, and he was a little distracted:

"Brother, I'll borrow your friend's body. I'm Li Jia." The voice was a little sharp and there was an echo.

After hearing Li Jia's words, I realized that it was Li Jia's injustice who took advantage of the night to come out of the porcelain bottle and attached it to Bald Qiang's body.

"Thank you, I heard what you said just now. Really, I have never thought in my life that a stranger would treat me like this. I... I, Li Jia, really have no way to repay you. In the next life, even if I am a cow or a horse, I will repay my brother's kindness today." Li Jia said and kowtowed to me.

I rushed over and pulled him up:

"Okay, okay, you don't need to thank me. The reason why I decided to do this is not entirely because of you, I have to avenge my sister. That black face teaching has something to do with my sister's death." I told the truth to Li Jia.

But Li Jia didn't listen at all and kept thanking me for being very grateful.

Seeing that this continues, it is not a solution, so I will shift the topic:

"By the way, Li Jia, I happened to be thinking of calling you out, I have something to ask you."

"Just ask, as long as I know, I will tell you." Li Jia looked at me and said.

"I want to go under the bridge when you died and see if I can find clues left by the murderer." I said.

"Okay, I know the place is not far from this. Let's go, I'll take you there now, come with me." Li Jia said as he quickly walked out of the police station and led the way in front.

I followed Li Jia and ran quickly. It was about five or six hundred meters away. He turned into a narrow alley and started running in the alley with me.

He ran out of the alley in one breath and came to a riverside. Li Jia walked west along the riverside.

I continued to follow Li Jia, walked for about ten minutes, and finally saw a stone bridge in front of me. Before I got closer, I saw Bald Qiang's body stopping and began to tremble slightly.

It seemed that Li Jia, who was attached to him, recalled the scene before he was beaten to death, and then at the scene, he couldn't help but feel fear.

"Li Jia, don't be afraid. If I'm fine, go." I walked behind Li Jia and gently patted his shoulder to let him relax a little.

"Yeah." He took a breath and raised his feet and continued to walk forward.

I walked down the stone bridge with Li Jia, and then I saw clearly that the stone bridge had been scrapped and was covered with weeds. Under the stone bridge, there was a long-destroyed wooden boat, which was extremely dilapidated.

"Li Jia, is it here?" I looked down at the stone bridge and asked Li Jia behind me.

Li Jia nodded, pointed to the ground next to the stone bridge, and said tremblingly:

"Just... it's there."

I walked along the place where Li Jia pointed, walked closer, grabbed a handful of dry soil from my backpack, sprinkled it slowly, and said in my mouth:

"Using porcelain clay as a guide, summon the porcelain soul to show its spirit, use the earth eyes to distinguish life, old age, sickness and death."

After the vision became blurred, black footprints suddenly appeared on the ground covered with dry soil. These footprints looked very messy, but looking at the footprint patterns, they were at least left by three or four people.

I looked at these footprints carefully and found no abnormalities. After a while, the footprints disappeared. I thought I could not see anything else this time, but in the blink of an eye, I found that in the middle of the dry soil, the big black word "Yu" appeared.

What does the word "英" mean? Is it implying something? I stared at it for a long time, but couldn't come up with any clues.

The word "英" began to disappear gradually. In the blink of an eye, a black pot and a scraper slowly appeared in the dry soil.

When I saw this familiar clay pot and scraper, I immediately thought of someone, that is, my master: Jiuyan.

When I think of him and think of the word "英" I saw before, I seem to understand the clue that the porcelain soul in the dry soil wants to tell me.

Among the people who killed Li Jia, there was a murderer, my master Jiuyan!!

Because porcelain jars and scrapers are commonly used by him in his art, they can be said to be his signature tool. The word "Yi" is another name of my master: Jiuluo Yi.

There is a word "中" in this name.

Does Li Jia’s death have something to do with my master? If this is the case, it can only be explained one thing, that is, my master also joined the Blackface Sect!

Thinking of this, I felt that my previous persistence seemed to be in vain. I suddenly felt confused and didn't know how to continue.

A cold wind suddenly blew from the water, and my body couldn't help but shivered.

I looked at the water surface that was rippled by the night wind, and my heart gradually calmed down. After thinking about it carefully, with my master's character, I would never join these cults that harmed human lives everywhere. I believe him.

Yes! There must be a misunderstanding among them. Either the Black-faced scholar deliberately framed him, or there was another person who looked exactly the same as my master, or there was a deliberately imitating him.

And that person should be the masked man who wanted to kill me in Yunshan Temple last time.

"Brother, have you seen something?" Li Jia walked over and asked me in a low voice.
Chapter completed!