On the birthday of Old Master Cheng today, all the elites of the Cheng family returned to their old houses. Now most of the Cheng family's combat power is in that yard. If a family massacre is caused, who will be responsible?

Jin Yide thought that he would never take this responsibility, and he thought that Su Yin would not be involved in it. This situation that affects the whole body is the best way to observe quietly from the side. When will the state of the qi change, when will the change again and wait for the opportunity to move.

But now seeing Su Yin's meaning, Jin Yide suddenly became suspicious of his previous judgment, and then he couldn't help asking.

Su Yin didn't fight him. She raised her hand and pointed to the big red banner. Her eyes shot out the unique wise light of a dead primary school student: "Do you think the word "wait" is very well written?"

Jin Yide was stunned and looked at the banner in the direction she pointed.

Very clean characters and paper, without any energy on it, just a very ordinary character.

What's the problem with this?

A confused expression appeared on Jin Yide's face, and Mu Qingyun's wooden head next to him was even more indifferent. He stretched his neck and looked at the banner for a while, and his beautiful eyes wrote a big "I'm very confused".

After biting her lip, she turned her head and looked at Jin Yide with a very small range, and winked at him.

Did you see Senior Jin?

Jin Yide shook his head.

The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you. In the end, Jin Yide gritted his teeth and took a step forward and whispered: "Well, I think this word is indeed well written."

Mu Qingyun was also busy supporting the role: "This is very true. I also feel that the writing of this character is like a golden sword, and the turn is full of smoke and smoke. Although there is only one word, it has a faint momentum, which has a bit of the charm of the ancestors."

She was well-read in poetry and literature, and her words were full of flowers and flowers, which was much more beautiful than Jin Yide's dry evaluation.

Su Yin raised her hand and held the glasses that did not exist on her face, and looked at them with a serious expression: "Well, I heard from fellow Taoist Mu say this, the better I see this word, but have you ever thought about a question?"

She suddenly waved her hand and pulled the whole yard in: "Look at the appearance of the juniors in the yard, it is obvious that the incident happened suddenly, and everyone was inexplicably settled before they could react.

This includes not only a talented girl like Cheng Ziwei, but also an experienced person like the patriarch Cheng Ziying. Cheng Zu is the only one among them who responded and warned in time. I am right to say that."

Jin Yide and Qingyun immediately nodded in agreement.

They had all observed the Siheyuan with spiritual vision and knew that Cheng Ziwei and others were indeed in the room, so they probably didn't even have time to run out, which shows how urgent the situation was at that time.

Su Yin's calm voice rang again: "Old Master Cheng has a high level of cultivation and has been holding on for a while longer than all his juniors. I can understand this, but I can't figure out one thing--"

She suddenly turned around, leaving the two with an unfathomable back, and said lightly:

"In such an emergency, why is the word "Wait" written by Old Master Cheng so... Zhou Zheng? He was calm and composed, and he couldn't see any hurried meaning at all. Don't you find it strange?"

Jin Yide's expression stagnated, and Mu Qingyun also showed a thoughtful expression

Su Yin's voice has not stopped yet, and he still slowly outputs his views:

"You guys, why is Old Master Cheng so sure that he can finish writing before being stationary before walking here to block the door and warn everyone not to go in? He is not afraid that time will not be too late? Since he is so sure that he will do something wrong, isn't he going to smash the messaging talisman faster than this?"

After asking three questions in a row, Jin Yide had already realized something, and his face was slightly dark, and Mu Qingyun finally had the confidence of "I know this question".

As Su Yin said, if Master Cheng wrote this word in a hurry, the handwriting would never be so perfect, and there would always be traces of panic. The method of leaving words to warn is too obscure, and it is far less concise than sending the message directly.

"Miss said this, I feel that the ink color is indeed not right now." Mu Qingyun said for many years, and soon found a new doubt in his handwriting:

"This character is in the middle dou side. If it is done in one go, the ink color will definitely be uneven, but now the ink is full of ink and the strokes are deep and thick, which does not seem to be done in one stroke."

Halfway through the writing, I stopped and dipped it ink again, which was completely contrary to the emergency situation at that time.

"...Is this the word "Zheng Lao Zu prepared in advance?" But why? How did he know that there will be a change today? Could it be..."

Mu Qingyun murmured here, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and said in a lost voice: "Can it be that the Cheng family did this from beginning to end..."

"Cough cough cough..." Jin Yide suddenly coughed loudly, interrupting Mu Qingyun's words.

Among the monks in the special group, there are children of the Cheng family. Although Mu Qingyun's voice is not high, he cannot keep his ears safe.

He made a silence to Mu Qingyun, turned around and saw that the monks were standing far away, and he seemed to be afraid to disturb the private chats of the seniors. The words just now should not be able to reach them.

Jin Yide felt relieved, and when he looked back, Su Yin had already stepped slowly onto the stone steps.

It was snowing heavily, and the sky and the earth were covered with white mourning. At this moment, the pale stone steps and brick walls seemed to emit a faint sense of death, which made the resoluteness and loneliness of the back.

A trance suddenly came, and Jin Yi felt that the scene of Baolong Mountain seemed to appear in front of him.

That was the most unforgettable memory in his long life, and it is still as fresh as it is today.

Mu Qingyun was also a little lost at this time, and subconsciously remembered the empty and determined image of Su Yin when she walked into the Gusu courtyard.

Silence enveloped the gate of the Siheyuan. Both of the big monsters were shocked by an invisible aura, and no one could speak.

Fortunately, Su Yin's voice sounded at this time, which also covered up their brief strangeness.

"You Dharma Protectors, I'll do it."

As she finished speaking, her figure had disappeared, while the courtyard still remained the same.

"Pooh—" A very slight sound came from the darkness, like a small bubble breaking on the water surface.

Su Yin stepped into the threshold, pulled out a long sword with her backhand, and without saying a word, she slashed it directly.

"Buzz--"

The deafening string sounds wrapped around the green spirit and star mist, like a ray of dawn that had just begun to bloom in the sky and the earth. A huge black vortex condensed from the blade, and a dazzling bright yellow beam of light circled deep in the vortex, illuminating the front of you in an instant...

Dream.

Yes, dream.

A courtyard house with an area of ​​about a thousand square meters square without overflowing dreams.

“There is only one truth.”
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