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Chi Xiaochi didn't dare to turn his head back. He heard that his tone was empty, and he was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't care much. He looked back: "Master ..."

In front of the eyes, he gently squeezed his right cheek with one hand and shook it gently.

Wen Yujing said nothing and smiled at him.

I'm here, I'm fine, and I can touch your face.

Where did the disciples see these scenes?

If Duan Shu was really the conspiracy and the bad-hearted generation, how could the uncle who returned from the calamity treat him like this?

Ren Tingfeng stepped down from the high position and held Wen Yujing's arm. "When did the younger brother return ?! Why wasn't anyone notified?"

"When the public trial started, I entered the mountain." Wen Yujing frowned as he spoke with his brother, and resumed his self-confident Swen tone. "My name is Shoushan disciple Mo Yaotong, but I just want to listen to Listen to the trial. I am annoying you brothers. "

If it weren't for Chi Yunzi still remembering the majesty of the Lord of the Mountain, I am afraid that he would have to stand up as eagerly as the other masters.

He leaned forward and ordered: "Listen to the wind, take care of the business first! How is the writer's injury?"

Ren listened to the wind and tried it, both shocked and angry: "How did this hurt?"

Wen Yujing turned his head, and his eyes fell on Yan Jinhua, who was horrified by the monster's head: "Yan Shi's nephew, Uncle San Shi asked you, why didn't you answer?"

Yan Jinhua couldn't say a word.

All the words rolled back and forth in his mouth, his mouth burned so hot that his throat tightened and he couldn't say a word.

Why can Wen Yujing come back?

Why did his system disappear?

He had a terrible hunch that wrapped him up so that he couldn't breathe. The fresh head on the ground didn't even dare to look at it again, and he hurriedly said, "Master, disciple doesn't know what the uncle meant by this Uncle is injured, what do you do with me? If I wait for this, can I still hurt Uncle? "

Wen Yujing withdrew his hand from Renren Fengfeng: "Your skills really don't stop there. You slandish the books and trespass, do you still do little?"

"This is even more nonsense!" Yan Jinhua Zhenzhen said, "You are definitely biased when you treat Duan Shu, who in the mountains doesn't know? Even if Duan Shu really makes mistakes, it is hard to say that Master Shu will not hide!"

Yan Jinhua was anxious to get rid of his crime, so he naturally questioned Wen Yujing's stand for Duan Shujue.

Unexpectedly, Chi Yunzi was stunned by these rumors a few days ago, and he hated such unfounded words most.

Such words that ruined the reputation of the people were uttered from his mouth, and passed into the ears of the disciples present, asking Yujing how to be a human in the future!

Wen Yujing did not change color, and even the speed of speech was as mild as usual: "Neither the master of the banquet knows what I mean, I will ask someone to explain it to you."

Yan Jinhua's heart burst out and she turned her head and looked.

When he saw the painter he had hired to paint a small yellow picture of the same person and the "blind old man" who stole his money bag, he was escorted by two disciples of Moriyama and came forward. past.

Su Yun, who was standing next to Chiyunzi, immediately recognized that the person below was a weird old man he met in the city when he went to Fugui.

Now seeing his eyes twitching, but not half blind, he opened his heart and shouted to Chi Yunzi: "Master, this is the person I mentioned that I met in the city. He When Lu Yu's disciples were by his side, his mouth was ominous. The disciples asked him what he meant, but he didn't know what to say and fled. This ... "

Chi Yunzi waved his hand and stopped Su Yun's words: "Master, these two?"

The two men were surrounded by Wuyang Wuyang's sword-bearing priests. Where they could not stand, they knelt down and threw them all in 151.

The painter also had some ethics, and actually explained the creation of the book. He only said that he didn't know that he was two immortals when he was painting, but he was just trying to make a fool of the valley. He was really apologetic. The bottom line is almost equal to nothing. He was frightened when Wen Yujing was covered with blood. In order to get rid of the crime, he simply pushed all the charges onto Yan Jinhua's head and said that he didn't know anything. Instructed, and took the "Tianlei Split Mountain" rumor that was rumbling in the city afterwards, and bite the feast Jinhua is the disaster star, and Tianlei should split on his head.

...... I have to say, it's the truth.

The feast Jinhua was severely punished in public, and his body was as sad as an ant.

After the two had finished speaking, Wen Yujing took out a silver bag depicting gold and red embroidery, and said, "Nie Yan, do you know this thing well?"

When looking at Yan Jinhua, he felt that he was about to have a stroke.

That was the money bag he was snatched by the blind old man!

His heart was irritable, and was called by Wen Yujing's "Yanshi nephew". Yan Jinhua's blood pressure kept rising, her brain buzzed, and her shoulders and neck became numb.

His first reaction was to deny: "I haven't seen it, it's not my thing!"

The purse is a personal thing. He refused to acknowledge it. What can Wen Yujing do?

"Do you really don't know?"

"Joke, there are thousands of money in the world. How can Uncle Shi be sure this is my thing?"

The broken-down household snatched in at this moment: "It is obviously your reward for me, and I plan to seal it!"

Yan Jinhua can't wait to pounce and tear the old man's mouth.

Can I choke you without talking? !!

Besides, **** bounty! Obviously you stole it!

However, how dare he make a fight in front of Chiyunzi, and had to endure a bite of old blood, and said lightly: "The word of slander is not enough to believe."

Wen Yujing glanced at him and smiled, and said to Chiyunzi: "The other day my brother went down the mountain and wanted to buy some books and wine, but he accidentally saw this person in a wine shop holding a money bag to buy wine. The teacher felt The workmanship of this thing is a little familiar, but I didn't think about it. But after being imprisoned for a few days, the teacher has an answer in his heart. "

In other words, he threw up the money bag, pointed it into a sword with one hand, and swept away with a sword, the money bag shattered in the air, and the few remaining coins rolled to the ground casually.

Wen Yujing grasped a fragment flying in the air and handed it to Ren Tingfeng beside him.

The word "Yan Jinhua" painted by hook silver is in the lower left corner of the inside of the purse.

Bunyukyo: "... this is my answer."

Although the development has far exceeded the expectations of Chi Xiaochi, this does not prevent him from improvising a hit dog.

He pinpointed the timing and tone of the interjection, his voice trembling, and whispered softly: "This silver bag is the disciple embroidered with Brother Yan to thank the past for his life-saving grace. The bag is embroidered with the prayer blessing and brother Yan Name of the character. I also did some needlework for Master, so that Master can recognize this thing out of my hands ... "

Yan Jinhua: "..." Cao Mu Ma.

This is almost like a hooded stocking to rob, and the real address and phone number of his online shopping are stuck behind the stockings.

"Grace of life?"

Wen Yujing smiled coldly, pushed away Ren Renfeng, who helped him, walked slowly to Yan Jinhua, grabbed his back collar, and forced him to face the monster's head: "You talk to it once , What can you do to save your life? "

Yan Jinhua is really being dried up now.

He really doesn't know which monster on this hill?

He struggled fiercely, shouting injustice: "I really don't know! I'm wrong!"

"You're wrong?"

Wen Yujing's breathing was a bit heavy, and one-handed pressure on the waist and abdomen should be a mild injury.

He released his hand to control Yanhua Jin, stepped back slightly in two steps, and raised his voice a lot: "At first, Shushu parents were slaughtered by monster hunters, why? You dare say you don't recognize this monster? In order to win the contest, poisoning harmed me, and I learned that the method is similar to the demon repair, you dare to say that you haven't done it? I took the book in the Moxie array to advance, and suddenly I was sent to the demon cave In the magic cave, all the demons are entrusted by the "Dong Master and Friends", how dare you say that you are totally unaware? "

Having said so much in one breath, emotionally, Wen Yujing's forced depression broke out instantly. After a few coughs, a dizziness suddenly struck, and Wen Yujing fluttered to the side.

Chi Xiaochi has been watching him quietly, seeing the situation is not good, immediately got up and grabbed Wen Yujing's waist in front of everyone.

Wen Yujing also locked his waist with his backhand, and pulled his arms into his arms. Chi Xiaochi lay on his shoulders, and seemed to have voluntarily crashed into his arms.

Wen Yujing's **** black hair slid down on Chi Xiaochi's shoulder, with a violent and holy strange beauty.

He raised his hand, pulled his hair away, and whispered, "Sorry, it worried you."

...... Where is there just the aggressiveness in the voice?

After doing this, he leaned on Chi Xiaochi's body and lost consciousness.

In the midst of a horrible tragedy, Yan Jinhuamu knelt on his knees, his body was hot and cold all over.

He did the first half of everything Wen Yujing said.

But what's in the second half? !!

After thinking about it carefully, the insidiousness of the words made the scalp banquet in Yan Jinhua!

After Wen Yujing spoke, he first threw the monster's head to deter the audience, and then sat down to spread the horror of the heavens and frame the master and apprentice. After that, no matter what kind of accusations he made, Will be considered true.

And he just fainted before explaining it in detail. In this way, it gave the audience a lot of room for imagination!

Lies are easy to break down, but what about half-truths?

Seeing that Wen Yujing was going to be held down, Yan Jinhua was shocked. If the public trial ended like this, his fame, his plan, his protagonist's dream would be completely over!

The surname is obviously taken away by the system. Where is the "monster cave"?

At first, he just handed a secret letter. Those who were afraid of Xiu Xiu who did not know the name of the person who sent the news had their first names, what they looked like, and where did the allegations come from?

This man apparently relied on his own knowledge of the storyline to make up for his own brain!

Yan Jinhua knelt down sincerely, stepped forward on her knees, and cried aloud, "Master! Disciples are wronged! Really wronged!"

This time he was crying without any acting skills, tears were flowing like tears, and Sasi was flowing, but this was not enough to impress Chiyunzi.

He faintly commanded: "The book must be."

Ikkoike: "Yes."

Chi Yunzi: "Quickly take your master back to the peak and take good care of him. Listen to the wind and get the best healing medicine, I will check the situation later. As for the banquet Jinhua ..."

Chi Yunzi didn't even want to give him another look. He paused and said, "Should take the Moon Tower and choose a public trial on another day."

Yan Jinhua saw several disciples quickly approaching himself, terrified, and had to seize the last vitality, trying his best to argue: "Master! Do not listen to the words of Wen Yujing! Please listen to the disciple, this person ... Yujing claims that others are monsters, in fact he is a monster! This person is not the one in this life! He is-- "

After Yan Jinhua said this, the people present were not yet able to discuss it, and the superiors changed their looks.

... how did he know?

Ren Yuwen, who had already sent Wen Yujing away a few dozen steps away, listened to the news and looked back at him.

He swept away the past wandering, his eyes were very cold, and he said, "Your nephew, you are probably sick."

In other words, he reached out and recruited his disciples.

The two insiders disciples received by Ren Tingfeng were very alert. They were ordered to step forward, gag their gags, and drag their arms. The gag disciple did not forget to put a hemp into his mouth.

Yan Jinhua's tongue swelled immediately, paralyzed, and painful.

He covered his mouth, drooling and couldn't help spitting down, and he couldn't say a word of slang, still yelling, "He really is--"

But those who have heard enough of his falsehood have no one willing to listen to the truth of his.

...

Wen Yujing's injuries were weird and the whip marks were clear. It seemed that he had suffered severe torture, internal organs burned, and the internal injuries were very serious.

The words before his coma were enough for Chi Yunzi, Ren Tingfeng and others to piece together a "truth."

Yan Jinhua and the demon Xiu had long been in collusion, because the literary master knew his secret, and Yan Jinhua was in a state of despair.

He broke away from the team while in the Valley of the Butterflies, took advantage of the opportunity to perform surgery, cooperated with the demon monks internally and externally, and caused the writer and brother to be imprisoned. Duan Shu was absolutely unjust. Master Wen was banned in the mountains for three days, and suffered torture. He finally escaped, and beheaded a demon head, raised his head, and used it as a basis to return to the mountain to find the feast Jinhua.

It can be said that apart from some differences in some details, the overall direction of several people's reasoning is not a problem.

Taking a few pills, Wen Yujing woke up and got better.

It was just that he was too badly injured, and at first glance he was shocked.

The brothers couldn't rest assured, while telling him to take care of his wounds, don't leave Shen Yu, while calling Duan Shujue, so that he could take good care of Wen Yujing, and there were many apologies for misunderstanding him.

Duan Shu seemed to be indifferent to this matter, bowed, took the elixir, and went to cook.

When the companion left, Chi Yunzi took a look at Chi Xiaochi who turned around and boiled the medicine: "Ren Shidi, when he just talked to Duan Shujue, he seemed to be absent-minded. I wonder if he could listen to our orders."

"The book must be done properly, so don't worry about it." Ren Tingfeng said, "Besides, before today, he was afraid he didn't know about his parents being killed by the feast Jinhua. It is not surprising that the benevolent became bloody, and his heart was bewildered."

Chi Yunzi thinks about it, and thinks that it is true, so he no longer thinks about it: "block off Yuguangtan and save everything inside."

Ren Tingfeng: "Maybe a public trial?"

Chi Yunzi's voice also brought tiredness: "Public trial? Then let him say those crazy words in front of everyone? Be better with the writer and brother, let's ask him what the specific situation is, and then decide to take it."

Chi Xiaochi, who had gone to the decoction, had spent several hours and was still slow to get started. Wen Yujing could only crouch on the couch, loose his hair, took a book, read it, and spent time.

After waiting a long time, there were two knocks outside the door.

Dang, Dang, cautious, like knocking on a human heart, but also on Chi Xiaochi's own heart.

It was a soft heart.

Inside the door, without seeing that person, Wen Yujing laughed unconsciously.

He hid the book in the quilt and cleared his throat, but the voice at the exit was still dumb: "Come in."

Chi Xiaochi came in, and in the mahogany tray in his hand, he held a small bowl of medicine that he had tossed out after taking a long time and a plate of hill-like preserves.

He walked over to the bed: "Master, drink medicine."

Wen Yujing gathered his hands in the quilt, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking over the bowl: "I have no strength on my hand."

Chi Xiaochi didn't say much, took the jade spoon and simmered the medicinal soup, blown the temperature, took a spoon on his lips to check the temperature, and then fed it to his mouth. Use the spoon to carefully scrape off a few drops of liquid from the corner of his lips. Then, he took another small piece of honey-stained apricot and brought it to his mouth.

Wen Yujing shook his head and rejected the little dessert.

"I have heard from Brother Three." Wen Yujing looked at him and applauded, "The evil spirits of the Midi Valley were removed, and your credit is great. Without your cymbal, Ye Jiming would never win. Because he was too busy looking for I, the corpse of the viper was brought into the quiet peak, and it has been too late to deal with it. I have asked the master for the treasures of the viper, snake dandelion, snake bone, snake gall, all of which are unique to you. Cultivation is good. "

Chi Xiaochi exhausted his energy and acting skills, only enough to support him to say four words calmly: "Thank you, Master."

Next, the two sides fell into a long silence.

Chi Xiaochi thought slowly and thoughtfully about his thoughts, thinking that he hadn't thought about anything just now.

But he still remembers one thing: "Ye Jiming ..."

Wen Yujing knows everything he cares about: "I have told my brother that in Shi Yushan, I have seen Ye Jieming, a reckless and good boy. It was justified to be there Yuan. With me as a guarantee, he will be fine. "

Chi Xiaochi: "Yes. Thank you, Master."

The two sides were silent again.

The bitter scent of the medicine became clearer with each touch of the jade spoon and the bottom of the bowl. Wen Yujing was choked with a tickle in his throat and coughed twice.

Ji Xiaochi was anxious, put down the medicine bowl, and rubbed his chest: "What's wrong?"

Raising one hand, he pressed his hand to his left heart.

He was watching him, his fingertips clasped to his fingertips.

Chi Xiaochi only felt that the hand was soft and cold, and the gentle and persistent gaze distracted all his touches.

All his conditioned reflexes were declared invalid on this person.

Wen Yujing asked him softly, "Anything else you want to ask me?"