Chapter 6: : Blurry

"Be assured of teaching, I will do my best to find out the true murderer, and I will return to the innocent Zhiping. Look at 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network" Zhao Zhijing said solemnly in the wooden house.
"Tough work for you." Qiu Chuji nodded his head and looked up at Su Jin: "Zhi Ping, you follow me."
Su Jin nodded slightly, followed behind him, walked out of the bamboo forest, and came to a cliff edge.
"Do you have nothing to say?" Qiu Chuji waited for a long time, but found that his disciple was calmer than him, and was a little speechless for a while.
"I didn't kill people, and some were too coincident." Su Jin said.
"I believe that you did not kill someone, but others may not believe it. If this is a conspiracy, the other party has succeeded."
"Even if Ma Ju is a pig, he should know that something given by strangers cannot be eaten." Su Jin groaned for a moment, then turned suddenly: "I need to look at the corpse again to confirm what poison he has."
"Hey ..." Qiu Chuji raised his hand and shouted, thinking for a while, then put his hand down again.
In fact, in his heart, why didn't he hope Yin Zhiping could get rid of the suspicion?
"Is it the two of you, Ma Jucai?" After a long turn in the mountains, Su Jin finally found the two relatively familiar faces.
"It's us, Brother Yin, what else do you have?"
"Where is his body?" Su Jin asked.
"The ashes have been burned, and the ground is safe." A disciple said.
"So fast?" Su Jin's eyes flashed lightly: "It seems you want to settle this matter!"
"Brother Yin said cautiously." The two disciples were discolored at the same time, and she said in a loud voice.
Su Jin said: "Take me to Ma Jucai's cemetery. I want to hang him again."
"The deceased is big, Brother Yin, do you have to do anything extraordinary?" A disciple warned.
Su Jin said faintly: "Less nonsense, hurry me up."
The two disciples were forced to helplessly, and had to take him to the grave forest, pointing to a grave bag full of new soil and saying, "This is it. Brother Yin, I don't trust you, we have to remind you again, Don't be disrespectful to the dead, otherwise your reputation will be completely gone. "
"What are you worrying about? Or are you deliberately trying to seduce me to dig a grave?" Su Jin asked directly.
"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable." The two disciples were apparently frustrated by him, and turned and left, not even monitoring his behavior.
Su Jin retracted her eyes, stood in front of Ma Jucai's grave, closed her eyes, and felt the surrounding atmosphere. Look.hair.line.chinese.text.net
He was about to leave, and even the position of teaching was handed out, but some people still refused to let him go, dragged him into this vortex, and sent him to hell.
Hehe ... it's so interesting!
After a moment, Su Jin slowly opened her eyes, suppressed her desire to dig a grave, and turned away from here.
Although he didn't feel the presence of other people here, he still had to avoid possible risks.
In case he was discovered while he was digging the grave, then he really has a mouth and cannot tell!
"It's a beautiful set of boxing punches. From the beginning to the present, it's always like the flow of peers." On the way back to the bamboo forest cabin, watching the distant colleagues pointing to himself, Su Jin laughed: "But you guys Thought this was the end? "
The words didn't end, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the mountain road.
"Brother Yin is slow." After a while, the two disciples standing guard at the downhill crossing reached out and stopped him.
"Why, what do the two masters mean?" Su Jin asked.
"Brother Yin is still carrying some suspicions. Before Brother Zhao can find out the truth, let's stay on the mountain first."
"Oh, are you afraid of my absconding?"
"We are also here for Brother." The two Taoists said in unison.
"Who is your master?" Su Jin pursed her lips and asked.
The two priests looked at each other and said in unison: "Quiet and quiet."
Quietly scattered Sun Fuer? Actually, it ’s not Zhao Zhijing ’s master Wang Chuyi? Su Jin was a bit surprised, not sure if the two parties were colluding together, or if she was simply falling into the ground and pushing the wall down.
"Brother Yin, it's okay, I will do my best to prove your innocence." Zhao Zhijing did not know when he came over, his expression was serious and serious.
"Then please come to Brother Zhao." Su Jin smiled coldly, turned and walked back towards the direction of the bamboo forest.
"Huh, a little good reputation has almost been defeated, and there is nothing to be proud of." A disciple glanced at Zhao Zhijing, and said so intentionally.
"Don't arrange your brothers at will," Zhao Zhijing said lightly. "Did you forget why Ma Ju died?"
The disciple was suddenly cold, and shrank his neck, and he dared not say anything more.
Su Jin is not an easy person to give up. These people can stop him, but they can't stop Qiu Chuji. In order to find out the truth, he can only move him out to deter Xiao Xiao, and overcome all difficulties.
As the leaves fluttered and ran along, Su Jin quickly returned to the Manshou Palace and said in a loud voice, "Master, my disciples have something to ask for."
"Come in directly." Inside Wanshou Palace, sitting on the futon, Qiu closed the scripture in his hand and looked up at the main door.
"Meet me, Master." Stepping into the palace, Su Jin saluted the rules.
Qiu Chuji waved his hand: "You said something important, but what new evidence did you find?"
"I'm here to ask Master for help." Su Jin looked at his eyes and said frankly, "There are too many questions about Ma Jucai's death, but these questions can't be answered on the mountain, so you need to leave the mountain to find ..."
Qiu Chuji frowned slightly: "Pinger, you also have to understand the difficulties of being a teacher. At this point, it is really difficult to order you to go down the mountain."
"The disciples do not want to go down the mountain alone, but they want to invite the master together. If possible, it is best to bring a few masters and uncles together." Su Jin said.
Qiu Chuji's eyes flickered and he understood what he meant: "First talk about your thoughts, where do you want to start?"
"Ma Jucai's hometown, Majiazhuang." Su Jin said: "I remember Majiazhuang is not far from Zhongnan Mountain. Even if Ma Jucai doesn't pay much attention to family relationships, he will go home at least every month to see, so maybe from his family Some breakthroughs can be found. "
"How confident are you?" Qiu Chuji asked.
"Do your best."
"Also, I will help you again this time as a teacher, I hope your luck will not be too bad." Qiu Chuji was silent for a long time and said slowly.
"Thank you very much, Master." Su Jin really felt Qiu Chuji's love for Yin Zhiping, so he gave him a big gift through this body.
Soon after, except the retreat Ma Yu, the seven sons of Quanzhen were all invited by Qiu Chuji, followed secretly behind Su Jin and him, and quickly descended the mountain, all the way to the outside of Majiazhuang.
"Hello old man, may I ask Ma Jucai's house in Lane No. 1?" Su Jin turned around Zhuangtou and stopped an old farmer holding a ox cart.
"You are the priests on Zhongnan Mountain." The old farmer looked up and down the two, and the old robes removed the caution and alert in his eyes: "The seventh lane, the ninth household, is Ma Jucai's home."
"Thank you old man." Su Jin thanked him sincerely, quickened her pace, and went straight to the door of Qihu Jiuhu. Her nose faintly smelled a scent of meat.
"Is there any happy event in their family? This is not a festive occasion, but there is actually meat to eat." Qiu Chuji casually said.
Su Jin's heart was a move, silently remembering this sentence in her heart.
"Well, wow ..." The disciples acted together, and the disciples were obedient. Su Jin couldn't wait for a few steps to step forward, knocking on the Ma's tightly closed door.
"Who!" Surprisingly, the two faintly listened to someone coming out of the inner hall, standing behind the gate, but asking cautiously.
In their own village, it is not deeper than midnight. Why should their family be so careful? Su Jin frowned, feeling that things were getting more and more unusual.
"Hello grandma, I am Yin Zhiping, a Taoist priest of Quannanshan Quanzheng, and Ma Jucai's brother. I'm sorry to ask you to open the door. I have something to ask you." Su Jin chanted.
"See, don't see, hurry away." Granny behind the door said: "Just a little Taoist priest named Zhao Zhijing came to your forefoot. He pulled me to ask Dong Wenxi. He was annoying and let me kick out. You want to come. He is the same as him. "
Has Zhao Zhijing been here? Su Jin narrowed her eyes and thought about Zhao Zhijing's motives in her heart, but she couldn't figure out: "Ma, open the door, we and Zhao Zhijing's disgusting guy are not the same."
Qiu Chuji: "..."
Wang Chuyi: "..."
"If you don't open, you won't open, don't entangle us again." Granny behind the door said.
Su Jin keenly felt something, and suddenly said, "I don't want to conceal your grandmother. We are here to report your mourning. Brother Ma Jucai was unfortunately killed during the practice and has already gone."
"Nonsense, get out of the way, don't stop in front of my house to say these obscene words." Granny said angrily behind the door.
"Grandma, offended." Su Jin pursed her lips, and she was so angry that she blasted the door directly, and saw the old woman dressed in coarse cloth behind the door.
"What are you doing?" The old woman was frightened and screamed in astonishment.
Su Jin stepped on the seven-star step and came to her in an instant. She nodded to her acupoints and dumb points, and turned and closed the door again.
"Pinger, what are you doing?" Qiu Chuji frowned.
Su Jin waved his hand at him and went into the room to check it, but I saw the cold meat on the table. There was no one in the whole family except the old woman.
Su Jin looked at the two pairs of chopsticks on the table, her heart suddenly beat a half-beat, turned around in the other rooms in the courtyard, and saw a second scattered but not outdated quilt in a side lying.
"Pinger, what the are you doing?" Qiu Chuji had to ask again because he was afraid of the thoughts of the other teachers and brothers.
Su Jin picked up half a bowl of tea on the table, came to the courtyard, unlocked the old woman's dumb point and asked, "Master Ma Caicai, are you back today?"