Chapter 317 The Great Scholar Died Tragically and Was Poisoned by the Devil

Qinghuan and Shitou were talking there, and the old man's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know if it was because of the death of his favorite disciple, or because of the theft of Wen Sheng's Seal.

Or perhaps both.

Qinghuan and Shitou said again that because such a big thing happened, the whole Jixia was sealed off.

The people from the Criminal Department and Zhantian Division checked everyone present before letting them go.

Before leaving, looking at their faces, Qing Huan guessed that they had no direction or reason.

"But what I can't figure out is, wasn't that Ji Daru the supreme power of the Divine Sword Perfection? Why was he killed so silently?"

Shitou scratched his head, expressing confusion. In his limited mind, a spiritual master in the divine realm should at least be as physically powerful as him.

"Wen Zhidao's Qi masters are different from you."

The old man of Literary Saint shook his head and said: "The weakness of the physical body is the fatal weakness of the Literary Qi practitioner. Even if he has entered the realm of Taoism, his body may not be that strong. But even so, in my opinion, Zi Ji should be The people around me have plotted against him.

Otherwise, if other people want to harm him, they won't have a chance to get close at all. "

——People around you.

He is still a very trustworthy person.

Only in this way can a great Confucian who has attained the perfection of God be killed silently.

After a conversation, it was already late at night.

After dinner, everyone went to do their own thing.

In Yu Chen's room, the old man Wen Sheng's face was solemn.

Yu Chen comforted him.

But the old man shook his head and said that his student died, which naturally made people sad.

But what worries him even more is the Holy Seal.

As one of the Three Saints, the Holy Seal is a part of the center that opens the Three Mountains and Nine Meridians National Destiny Formation. The whereabouts of this thing are really worrying.

In the hands of ordinary people, the Holy Seal is just a solid lump of iron, but if it passes the test of the Holy Seal and recognizes its owner through bloodshed, it is a terrifying thing that can control 20% of the national destiny.

"If according to what you said, the death of Zi Ji Daru was caused by someone close to him, then the Holy Seal should still be in Jixia Academy." Yu Chen frowned and said.

"I hope so." The old man of Literary Saint sighed and returned to the underworld.

In this way, things were calm at Bugui Mausoleum.

But there was an explosion underneath the capital.

——Whether it is the death of Ziji Daru or the loss of the Holy Seal, it is a matter of great importance to the imperial court.

After turning the entire Jixia Academy upside down, the entire capital was sealed off. Countless people from Jixia Academy, alchemists from Zhantiansi and officials from the Ministry of Punishment walked through the streets and alleys. Track down the murderer.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that what they care more about is the Holy Seal.

All in all, the whole capital was in a state of turmoil.

At this time, it was midnight.

Guests were welcomed at the Tomb of No Return.

A man in his thirties with a hairless face walked up from the bottom of the mountain.

His face was haggard, and he seemed to be enduring great pain. There was an insect-shaped black air wrapped around his body, gnawing at his body, and staggered over.

At that moment, all the creatures on the No Return Tomb woke up from their dreams and raised their heads.

——At this moment, even the dullest stone can tell the difference between humans and ghosts.

And this guy is not a living person.

Yu Chen frowned and walked out of the room.

He saw Yu Xiaoyu already at the door, staring closely at the person coming, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he had seen something incredible.

Under Yu Chen's gaze, the man cupped his hands and revealed his intention: "Zi Ji Nai Ji's disciple was framed by others, and he should have returned to heaven and earth, but he had an obsession that he could not forget, and he had a strange feeling. I came to the mountain to seek help.”

Obviously, unlike ordinary ghosts, he clearly understood his current situation, and was attracted by the Book of Saviors, so he came up the mountain.

It was none other than the Jixia scholar who was killed in full view of the public yesterday, a disciple of Wen Sheng and the next Wen Sheng, Zi Ji.

After his death, his obsession remained and turned into his last wish. He searched for the guidance in the Book of Saviors and went up the mountain.

Before Yu Chen could say anything, Yu Youyu frowned and asked, "Scholar, did your body bleed from all the orifices, have the skin fester, and finally turn into a pool of black and red flesh?"

Ziji Daru was stunned and raised his hands: "Exactly!"

"Yes, that's it." Yu Xiaoyu stared at the black fog bugs that were eating Ziji Daru's soul, and then looked at Yu Chen: "Gravekeepers, there is a big problem."

Yu Chen was stunned.

Then the demon girl continued: "There is a kind of poison in the Yama Holy Land, called Heavenly Demonic Gu. Hundreds of thousands of highly poisonous Heavenly Demonic Insects fight and devour each other, and finally they are refined into up to three poisonous poisons.

This poisonous poison is soluble in water, colorless and odorless, dissolves bones, turns into flesh, and eats souls. Once taken, no matter how strong the body is and cannot resist the poison, the spirit and soul will be bitten by the poison - just like this scholar. . "

After that, with a wave of his hand, he summoned the black fog bugs on Ji Daru's body, hovered in his hand, and turned into a ball of black mist.

Ziji Daru suddenly felt relaxed all over, and he cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you very much, girl, and may I ask which Taoist temple this Yama Holy Land is from? Why has Ziji never heard of it?"

"Taoist temple?" Yu Youyu waved his hand, "You don't need to know what the Holy Land of Yama is, but I can tell you - there are only two people in this world who can cultivate and refine this kind of poison, and one is I ,There is still one……"

Speaking of this, under Zi Ji Daru's curious gaze, she took a deep breath and said, "The other one is the overseas qi alchemist who brought the heaven-capturing formation chart to refine your entire capital."

At that moment, the entire Mausoleum of No Return was filled with deathly silence.

"I remember... he should be dead." Yu Chen frowned. He had seen with his own eyes from the old man's revolving lantern that the overseas evil cultivator was torn into pieces, with no trace left.

"Who knows?" Yu Youyu spread his hands, "Either he is still alive, or his methods have been copied by others. No matter which way it is, it is not good news - those methods have been spread in the Yama Holy Land , enough to make your whole life in Great Xia miserable."

silence.

After a long silence, Yu Chen took out the Sutra of Saviors and showed it.

The golden light shines brightly.

A revolving lantern, running before my eyes.

Zi Ji, surnamed Zhu, was a disciple of Wen Sheng and a genius in literature and Taoism. He was thirty-six years old, perfect in spirit, upright and upright. He was the one who satisfied him the most among the five disciples of Wen Sheng in Jixia.

At the same time, he is also the successor of the next Wen Sheng.

Judging from his revolving door, nothing unusual was found.

A few months ago, when the five disciples of Literary Saints began to discuss Taoism and decide on the next successor, Zi Ji and his second senior brother were locked in a fierce battle. After several months of literary, martial, and poetic battles, Zi Ji weakly With his advantages, he came out on top and became the candidate to be the next literary saint.

Then, everything was normal.

During this period, he had no contact with anyone outside Jixia Academy.

This further strengthened the old man's guess.

——The death of Ziji Daru was caused by the people around him.

What is a little surprising is that Zi Ji Daru is quite tolerant of his own death.

He bluntly said that if he had died alone, he would not have left such a profound last wish.

What really made him unable to rest in peace was the Holy Seal.

As one of the five great scholars in Jixia, he knew exactly what the Holy Seal represented.

——That is the supreme thing that has been passed down in Jixia Academy since the founding of Daxia. It is one of the centers of the Three Mountains and Nine Nations Destiny Formation, and it is the responsibility and symbol of the entire Shushan.

Such an important thing was lost during his own inheritance ceremony.

How could he be willing to die?

This turned into a last wish and stayed.

——Find the lost Holy Seal!

"Although a gentleman does not make doubts without evidence."

Ziji Daru sighed, "But if you want to say who will kill me, the second senior brother is the most suspicious - he and I were evenly matched in the competition for the holy position, but in the end he lost. In the test of the Holy Seal, it was said that he failed the test because of insufficient character. From then on, I could clearly feel his indifferent attitude.

But the day before the Succession Ceremony, he uncharacteristically invited me to drink wine and compose poems. If I was poisoned, it would have been only that one chance. "

Second senior brother?

Yu Chen found this guy's information from the memory of the old man Literary Saint.

This person is called Zigui, he is in his forties, and he is also a genius of Wen Zhidao.

But he has always been competitive and likes to be the first in everything. Apart from that, there is nothing else to criticize.

Yu Chen nodded, with understanding in his mind, and stood up, "Then let's go and have a look, this man is a great scholar."

At the same time, in the capital, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Song Xiang and He Ziqiu were in the study, also busy with cases at Jixia Academy.

——Although this matter is not under the control of Prime Minister Song, at this time he is nominally in charge of Gejixia Academy in Shushan, and it is related to the Holy Seal. How can this prime minister, who is under one person, sit still?

An old man who looked like a housekeeper at the bottom reported respectfully: "Reporting to the Master, news from the Ministry of Punishment - firstly, Zi Ji Daru died of an unknown poison. Secondly, the time of death of Wen Sheng, who guarded the Holy Seal, was at the Succession of Saints Ceremony. early morning."

Prime Minister Song nodded and looked at He Ziqiu, "What do you think?"

The latter frowned and talked eloquently: "Since the scholar who guarded the holy seal died early in the morning, and at that time the common people and the three religions and nine streams had not yet entered, and Jixia had not yet been opened to the public, it is enough to explain that if Zi Ji Daru was killed, The murderer and the person who stole the Holy Seal were the same person, so he could only talk about people from Jixia Academy.

Moreover, after the incident, Jixia Academy has been sealed off to this day, and the Holy Seal cannot be stored in the mustard bag, which is enough to explain two things - first, the murderer was someone trusted by Ziji Daru, so he could kill quietly. A perfect Qi practitioner died; secondly, the Holy Seal... is still in the academy, but it was hidden. "

After a pause, he frowned: "In addition, students have heard that Ziji is very cautious on weekdays. To poison him under such circumstances must be someone he trusts, such as... the other four great scholars.

So we only need to keep an eye on the other four great scholars, and we can probably find the murderer! "

Song Xiang listened and nodded with satisfaction.