The moonlight is like water, washing away the darkness of the night, but making people feel more gloomy.
A scream made everyone present come back to their senses from Duan Changbiao's story. Pei Yuanbo turned around, looked at the scribe in green at the door, and couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Old Pei Yuanbo, I have met Mr. Han."
"I've met Mr. Han."
For a time, several leaders in the square bowed to Han Yifei one after another.
Pei Yuanbo and the other leaders were not as rude as they were before. Instead, they were like scholars, bowing to the visitors.
"Clan Master Pei is a late-born child, please get up quickly."
At this moment, Han Yifei, who was outside the door, came to the square in a few steps and helped Pei Yuanbo up. He turned to face his leader with a look of shame on his face and said softly.
"Chiefs, it's polite to be late, please get up quickly."
He looked back at the dying and pale Duan Changbiao lying there. Han Yifei frowned slightly and asked:
"Clan Master Pei, Brother Duan, what's going on?"
In Pei Yuanbo's study, Pei Yuanbo looked at the blue-shirted scribe in front of him. Pei Yuanbo let out a long sigh and told everything about what happened in Zhaojiacun. Then he looked at Han Yifei and couldn't help but ask:
"Mr. Han, do you think this is really the work of the so-called evil spirit?"
Hearing this, Han Yifei couldn't help but groan in silence. After a while, he clasped his fists and said:
"Master Pei, Wansheng read the books of saints and sages, and what he learned is that 'The Master does not speak strange words, but has strange power and confuses the gods'. It is really difficult for Wansheng to answer your question."
"However, Wan Sheng believes that the dead are the most important. The most urgent task now is to recover the bodies of the brothers, and at the same time collect the bones of the entire Zhaojia Village and bury them in peace."
Han Yifei pondered for a moment and then continued.
"As for the evil thing, I would like to ask Master Pei, has anything similar happened within a thousand miles of Shaanzhou?"
Pei Yuanbo pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly and said:
"I've never heard of this."
"Then the Divine Sword Sect hasn't received any similar news in recent times?"
"No."
Pei Yuanbo affirmed.
Looking at the frowning Han Yifei in front of him, Pei Yuanbo's heart moved and he asked tentatively:
"Mr. Han, have you thought of anything?"
Han Yifei looked at Pei Yuanbo who was standing above him, a light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly:
"Master Pei, may I ask, is Shendao Sect the only martial arts sect in Shaanxi Province?"
Hearing this, Pei Yuanbo stroked his beard and shook his head:
"That's not true. Mr. Han doesn't know something. In today's world, martial arts are prosperous, and there are countless Jianghu sects."
"However, within a thousand miles of Shaanzhou, my Shen Dao Sect is the only one. As for the specific number of those small sects, I don't know."
Han Yifei nodded slightly and continued:
"Then I'd like to ask you another question."
"Mr. Han, please speak."
"I would like to ask Master Pei, are people in the martial arts different from ordinary people? Are their Qi and blood better than ordinary people?"
Pei Yuanbo looked at the Tsing Yi scribe in front of him, stroked his beard and laughed:
"Mr. Han, we and other martial arts practitioners have been training their bodies since childhood, enduring cold and heat, so that we can achieve some success in martial arts. Therefore, the energy and blood of martial artists are far superior to ordinary people."
When Han Yifei heard this, he also nodded and said nothing, and his brows furrowed deeply.
Pei Yuanbo glanced at Han Yifei, saw his serious expression, his heart skipped a beat, and asked:
"Could it be that Mr. Han thinks there is something wrong in this matter?"
"Master Pei, Wan Sheng thinks that this matter is a little unusual."
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Han Yifei said calmly:
"If this matter is really the work of evil spirits, there are only two possibilities."
When Pei Yuanbo heard this, his eyes flashed, he looked at Han Yifei, and asked impatiently:
"I would like to hear the details and ask Mr. Han to clarify my doubts."
Seeing Pei Yuanbo so anxious, Han Yifei also laughed.
"Clan Master Pei, Wan Sheng, believes that the first possibility is that a demon passed by Zhaojia Village. For some reason, it became ferocious, so it massacred all the people in Zhaojia Village and sucked the essence, blood and energy of the human race."
Pei Yuanbo, who was behind the desk, nodded slightly when he heard this. This was not much different from what he was thinking. He glanced at Han Yifei and then asked:
"Then, what about the second possibility?"
Hearing this, Han Yifei also looked slightly solemn and said in a deep voice:
"As for the second possibility, that is, there is an evil spirit who deliberately did this, and then..."
"Then what?"
Han Yifei saw Pei Yuanbo's anxious face and whispered:
"This evil spirit is most likely in..."
Han Yifei paused slightly.
"fishing."
"fishing?"
Pei Yuanbo looked at the Tsing Yi scholar in shock. If he hadn't had great confidence in the scholar's intelligence and character, Pei Yuanbo would have shown off his martial arts habits and greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.
Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Pei Yuanbo considered his words:
"Haha, Mr. Han, I wonder what the basis is for such a guess?"
Glancing at Pei Yuanbo behind the desk, he seemed to see what he was thinking. Han Yifei didn't care, smiled and asked lightly:
"Master Pei, as far as Wansheng knows, the leader of the Ba Sword is probably the top three master in the Shen Sword Sect."
"Mr. Han is right. Ba Dao is the person with the most profound martial arts training in the Shen Dao Sect except for the old man. Otherwise, I would not have sent Ba Dao to Zhaojiacun to investigate."
Pei Yuanbo gently stroked his beard and replied calmly.
"How does the martial arts cultivation of Brother Changbiao compare with that of Chief Ba Dao?"
Han Yifei smiled slightly and continued to ask.
"Ha, then of course Ba Dao is countless times better than that kid."
"Um?"
After saying this, Pei Yuanbo was stunned, and his whole person was suddenly stunned.
Seeing Pei Yuanbo like this, Han Yifei smiled faintly, picked up the tea cup, sipped lightly, and waited for Pei Yuanbo quietly.
Suddenly, an angry shout exploded in the study room.
"The bold and monstrous evildoer actually resorted to such a vicious strategy. It is truly abominable."
Pei Yuanbo finally figured out the joints and couldn't help but hit the desk in front of him with his fist.
Bang~~
In an instant, a fine rosewood bookcase was shattered into pieces under that iron fist.
At this time, Pei Yuanbo came to Han Yifei without even looking at him, bowed and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Han, for your advice. I almost made a big mistake."
"Master Pei, you are so polite. I also considered it carefully for the late student. I don't deserve such a great gift from the master."
Han Yifei helped Pei Yuanbo up and said with a smile.
"Besides, it is a great kindness to Wansheng that the sect master can accommodate Wansheng to live temporarily in Shendao Sect. Now, it is Wansheng's duty to make plans for Shendao Sect."
"Mr. Han's words are serious. It is our blessing to be able to stay in the Shen Dao Sect and teach our brothers, women and children to read, read and understand. Mr. Han, in the future, please don't say such things to people's lives again."
That’s it.”
"Mr. Han, what do you think the current situation will be like for the old man?"
Han Yifei fell into silence after hearing this. After a long time, he said:
"From Wansheng's point of view, in this case, it is best to report it to the city lord's palace first."
"If it is really the work of evil spirits, then they are obviously coming for the Shen Dao Sect, or in other words, they are coming for this Shaanxi Martial Arts practitioner. The sect leader has no choice but to report it to the City Lord's Mansion. Maybe the City Lord can do something about it.
.”
Pei Yuanbo pondered for a long time, nodded slightly and said:
“It seems that’s the only way it can be.”
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The red sun rises in the east, and the sky is filled with glow. The brilliant glow reflects on the rows of houses and the streets paved with bluestones. Everything seems to be covered with a layer of dreamy color. Not far away, the faint sound of hawking adds to the
A bit of human warmth.
However, in the signing room of the City Lord's Mansion, the atmosphere was somewhat solemn and quiet. Pei Yuanbo and Han Yifei, who were sitting at the bottom, could almost hear Master Yang's heavy breathing.
For a long time, the slightly hoarse voice of Yang Zhubo, who looked like a Confucian scholar, sounded in the signing room.
"Sect Leader Pei, Mr. Han, what you said is really unbelievable."
Looking at Han Yifei with a calm expression, Master Yang thought about it over and over and said softly.
"I can't tell whether the incident in Zhaojia Village was caused by evil spirits or not. This matter needs to be reported to the city lord."
"I also ask Master Pei to come with me."
Master Yang paused slightly and continued.
"Mr. Han, please come with me."
"What the Lord Registrar said makes sense, but the City Lord still needs to make a decision on this matter."