Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Chapter 383

'boom! '

'pound……'

The murderer must be afraid of being entangled by Mo Shenggu, so he wants to leave this place as soon as possible.

But Mo Shenggu refused to give in and used the Seventy-Two Moves of the Soft Sword to capture his opponent.

Forcing the knife-wielding murderer to retreat again and again.

The sounds of their fighting also attracted the attention of other disciples in the Wudang base.

"Who dares to trespass into the Wudang garrison?"

Before the person arrived, Song Qingshu's coquettish screams reached the murderer's ears first.

Because of this, the panicked murderer no longer hid his skills.

First, he changed the hand holding the knife to his dominant left hand, and then, the sword energy drove the blade, immediately stabbing at Mo Shenggu who was already injured.

'bass! ’

'Sizzle.'

Although Mo Shenggu was stronger than the opponent, his internal injuries had not yet healed, and his hands and feet were broken, so he was still cut in the neck by the opponent's sword energy.

‘Poof! ’

The moment he fell to the ground, Mo Shenggu's eyes widened and he muttered with all his might, "Emei Sword Technique?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, the murderer, with only his eyes exposed, was obviously a little panicked.

But because some Wudang disciples had already rushed over, the murderer quickly jumped over the wall and disappeared into the night in an instant.

"Uncle Mo Qi, Uncle Mo Qi, what's wrong with you?"

"Go catch the murderer."

Song Qingshu, who arrived late, hugged Mo Shenggu tightly and screamed hysterically.

'Sizzle.'

Mo Shenggu, holding his arm tightly, wanted to say something, but could no longer utter a complete sentence.

In his dying moments, he could only mutter a single word like a mosquito bite: Female!

"Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle, what did you say?"

"Uncle Seven..."

At this point, the spiritual communication ends!

Mo Shenggu, the last word "female" should be to tell Song Qingshu the gender of the murderer.

Among all the sects, only Emei is composed entirely of women.

This is a very obvious hint.

Song Qingshu, did you hear it at that time, or did you pretend not to hear it?

'Ding dong! '

Just as Xu Shan was thinking about this question, the system prompt sound suddenly rang.

"The system is issuing tasks..."

[Release limited-time mission - Mo Shenggu's last wish! ]

[Mission: Capture the murderer and kill him. Currently, there are two hours left!]

【Task progress: 0/1.】

[Quest Reward: Great Shift of the Universe, Fifty Years of Cultivation.]

Within two hours, find the murderer hiding in Emei?

Xu Shan knew that he had to take an unconventional approach!

Collect evidence?

The Jinyiwei don’t need evidence to arrest people.

Thinking of this, Xu Shan stood up suddenly and said, "Wang Qinian!"

"To!"

"Order your men to surround the Emei garrison."

"Ah? Yes!"

'Wow.'

Seeing Xu Shan pretending to examine his uncle's body, Song Qingshu, who was standing on the periphery with his fellow apprentices, deliberately provoked him, saying, "There are so many of us in Wudang, and we can't figure out what's going on."

"I think his surname is Xu, and he's just pretending."

"That's right! Senior Brother Qingshu, our leader shouldn't have let the Jinyiwei get involved in this matter."

"You don't know how this is spreading outside."

"They say that we, Wudang, are afraid of these imperial lackeys. This is a disgrace to Master's reputation!"

Hearing his fellow junior brothers complaining, Song Qingshu showed a cold smile on his face.

He just wanted to make the Wudang disciples stand against the Jinyiwei.

Only in this way, when the other party thoroughly investigates the case and understands the truth, will the disciples hide clues and refuse to cooperate.

'Shuh! '

Just as Song Qingshu was calculating in his mind, Xu Shan, who was squatting in front of the corpse, suddenly stood up.

"Wang Qinian!"

"To!"

"Order your men to surround the Emei garrison."

"Ah? Yes!"

After Xu Shan gave this order, the whole scene was in an uproar!

Upon hearing this, the cold smile on Song Qingshu's face froze in an instant.

"Is this related to Emei?"

"That's impossible! Wudang and Emei are old friends."

"Could it be that the Jinyiwei is trying to use this incident to deliberately sow discord between us and Emei?"

When the conspiracy-theorizing disciple said this, Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted at the top of his voice, "Father, be careful, there's a trap!"