Fang Family.

Lord Fang took care of everything, stopped, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and breathed slowly.

It’s late at night, but the heart is not calm.

Su Ting's words always echoed in his ears, and he couldn't calm down even when he was just handling official duties.

"How can people kill people in prison?"

Fang Qing looked outside, full of confusion.

In his eyes, although a cultivator is extraordinary, he can determine Feng Shui, measure good and bad luck, and change his fortune, and should be respected, but he has never been such a terrifying person.

But Su Ting's words made him feel very uneasy.

Is this really the case?

Fang Qing thought so.

Suddenly, a knock came from outside the door, followed by an urgent sound.

"Sir, I have important things to report to you."

"Come in."

Fang Qing felt a stern.

I saw that the study was pushed open. The master hurriedly approached and handed a piece of tissue paper, which recorded the events tonight.

Fang Qing took the tissue paper, glanced at it, was stunned on the spot, speechless for a while.

"Sir?" the master called out one after another, saying, "Sir?"

"It's okay." Fang Qing looked complicated and his eyes were dazed. He put down the thin paper in his hand, and a storm was stirring up in his heart. He was respectful to Su Ting, and he added a hint of fear.

It was said on paper, as he thought.

The night patrol constable killed the son of the Wang family.

Zhao Wo was arrested on the spot and someone immediately interrogated, but the detective Zhao Wo was confused and incoherent, saying that it was a monster that was at work, which was not enough to be true.

On-site investigation, dust was everywhere, but no trace of a third person was found!

This news came out that night.

"this……"

Fang Qing looked at the thin paper with a complicated expression and was silent for a long time.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, the master couldn't help calling again.

Fang Qing waved his hand and said, "You go down first, I want to be quiet."

When the master heard this, he did not dare to bother him and immediately stepped down.

When the master left, Fang Qingcai slowly breathed out, as if he was breathing out a very complicated smell in his heart.

At this moment, he couldn't help but remember the words that Su Ting said in prison that day.

"After that being said, I was imprisoned here tonight. If there was a murder case outside, I wouldn't have found it on my head?"

The young man's tender face, his calm and happy tone, and his calm and leisurely voice appeared in front of him again at this moment.

However, this time, Fang Qing felt more direct and more shocking.

Su Ting was in jail.

So he ordered Zhao Wo to kill the Wang family’s son?

Is this a confusion technique?

Or is it a murder of ghosts and gods?

The dust in the sky was covered with all traces.

Or in other words, under the dust all over the sky, the third person still had no trace of residual traces, which proved that there were Zhao Wo and the Prince of the Wang family on the scene.

If it was really Su Ting's actions, this move would be considered invisible!

Is this a cultivator who can use magical powers?

This is the extremely mysterious magic of a cultivator?

I don’t know how long it took to see the master sighing and whisper: “The magical methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and they are as if they are punished by heaven.”

...

Yuan Gui’s mansion.

The warrior, known as the iron-faced captain, looked at the news coming from his subordinates and his face was extremely gloomy.

Why did Zhao Wo kill the Wang family’s son for no reason?

What is the reason?

He always felt that there must be hidden information.

Thinking of the "hidden information", he couldn't help but think of the young man who was cheated by the Wang family's son and captured by Zhao Wo himself yesterday.

Zhao Wo, who killed someone, and the prince who was killed, were all connected with Su Ting yesterday.

If it weren't for Lord Fang's abnormality, he would definitely not have thought of Su Ting.

But after hearing Lord Fang's words, he was displeased with Su Ting, a young man who was playing with ghosts and evil magic. At this moment, the boy with a strange smile naturally appeared in his mind.

"A man in the practice of Taoism?"

Yuan Gui said in a low voice: "Is this his magical magic?"

At this moment, he almost wanted to interrogate Su Ting and ask everything.

But he also knew that Su Ting was imprisoned and no matter how this matter was investigated, it would be impossible to find Su Ting's head.

Today's Great Zhou Dynasty has been passed down for hundreds of years, and has improved laws and regulations. It is necessary to convict everything. If there is no evidence, it is tantamount to taking human life. Even if he is the head of the government, he cannot do anything arbitrarily.

Before, Su Ting was imprisoned, he had such considerations. Yuan Gui vaguely felt that there was something else, but he felt it was difficult to find out the evidence that the Wang family’s son framed him. In addition, the matter was not serious, so he did not go to check it carefully.

But the murder of Prince Wang involved a murder case, and theft was different in his eyes.

"Killing people with evil magic is very vicious!"

Yuan Gui was angry, but he didn't know how to do it.

This move is most likely done by the young man named Su Ting, but no evidence was left. According to the law, without the "spell", he could not be convicted of "evil art" at all, and he could not be cured of Su Ting's crime.

This made Yuan Gui extremely angry.

He was a martial arts practitioner and had followed a civil servant in the court in his early years.

This civil servant was also from a Confucian scholar, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, and criticized superstition. Yuan Gui was influenced by him and was displeased with those who practice Taoism. During this period, he followed this adult to handle the case and killed some evil Taoism practitioners.

The so-called gods are just tricks, how can they compete with him in martial arts?

However, today's emperors believed in the theory of ghosts and gods and valued Taoism, which led to the imitation of the people from all over the government and the people of the Taoism, while Taoism and Buddhists were mostly treated preferentially.

Not only Fang Qing, but even Yuan Gui's teacher and a master with great internal strength also believed in gods and Buddhas, praying for blessings and longevity. He has always been courteous to Feng Shui sorcerers and Taoists in the martial arts world.

In the end, his mentor even abandoned his martial arts, abandoned his family business, and sought immortals and visited the Tao.

It is precisely because of this that Yuan Gui was full of bad habits to the monks.

"Pretending to be a god and hitting my hand, I will slash you sooner or later!"

Yuan Gui exhaled and slapped the paper in his hand on the table.

According to the records on the paper, there was no trace around it, only Zhao Wo killed the Wang family’s son.

But Yuan Gui probably understood that if the other party really used evil techniques, it would be no difficult to erase the traces.

The surrounding area of ​​the scene is full of dust, which is a means to cover up the traces.

Even when taking action, there was no trace of ghosts and gods left behind.

Yuan Gui gritted his teeth slightly and said to himself: "The laws and regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty have not been able to supervise such demons, but it is actually not perfect."

...

Temple.

Old Song holds a broom in his hand and is cleaning the dust.

Qingping stood behind him and finished speaking and heard last night.

For a moment, silent.

"Constable Zhao Wo, kill the Wang family's son." After a moment, Qingping continued: "This matter is mostly unrelated to Su Ting, but he has not yet been able to cast a spell for the first time in this sect. Moreover, if the person is in prison, how can he do this?"

"The first real energy can prolong life, but it cannot touch the body, so you cannot cast magic. However, there are thousands of magical sects between heaven and earth, and there are always exceptions." Old Song glanced at Qingping and said in a deep voice: "This kind of method has been passed down in our temple, which allows those who enter the sect to cast spells with seldom."

"Her senior Song taught him this method?" Qingping said in surprise.

"I borrowed him to read the inheritance brochure, and it was also said to me." Old Song paused his hand and said, "He has not yet cultivated into the second level of heaven, but after all, he has a wisp of true energy. I am afraid that he will use the Five Elements Armor according to the method I gave him. However, the price of using the Five Elements Armor is to cut off one of his true energy and reduce his wisp of blood."

"The price is so heavy?" Qingping couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. He took a breath and said, "He first entered this sect and his Taoism was shallow. How dare he harm his Taoism?"
To be continued...