Wang Daoren continued to add: "Remember, you haven't seen Zhang Zhenren since class today, let alone with him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhoever asks you about it, say that. Got it?"

Sun Changkong nodded, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"It would be nice if you really killed Liu Daoren. A teacher of our level is not as good as some core disciples, and his life will not be noticed at all. Even if he disappears suddenly, he should have traveled all the time, and he can't say where he died. But Zhang Zhenren is different, he is in a high position, comparable to an elder protector, even if it is Shen Wanqiu, they have to be in awe. Once such a person disappears, it will inevitably attract the attention of everyone, including the head. If you want to see people in life, you have to see corpses in death, and if you can't find the real murderer for a day, you won't stop for a day. Changkong, this owes you a real trouble. ”

Sun Changkong cried with a sad face and said softly: "That...... So what should I do?"

Wang Daodao: "It's hard to say it's hard to do, and it's easy to say it's easy to do." If you are flexible, you can blame someone else for this capital crime. In that case, you'll be able to retire in peace. ”

Sun Changkong's eyes lit up and said, "You mean to say, let me find a substitute for the dead ghost?"

Wang Daoren nodded slightly, but did not speak.

"No, no, no, I've already hurt one person, how can I hurt a second person. ”

Wang Daoren said angrily: "Concealing lies often requires one lie after another to fulfill the lie." Now we're in this cycle, and we can't extricate ourselves. Either you will go to the head of the house now and confess your sin, or you will do as I say. You choose what to do, and I won't stop you. ”

At this time, Sun Changkong didn't say anything at all. He looked at Wang Daoren, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Zhenren, who was lying on the ground and was already cold, and the anxiety in his heart was even more uncomfortable than being in a volcano. Suddenly, he remembered his elderly parents, Fang Rou who had not yet recovered, Liu Ruyin in the distance, Sanfat who didn't know what was being prescribed by him, and the royal Taoist in front of him. The already faint, barely visible light of hope was burning again. He doesn't live for himself, he lives for others. For their sake, I have to live strongly.

Sometimes in order to survive, you have to use some unacceptable means.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. ”

Wang Daoren smiled faintly, and then said, "Then have you thought of a good candidate? At least, you should target those who don't agree with you." In this way, you can kill two birds with one stone, and it is not too much of a loss. ”

Sun Changkong nodded and said, "Originally, there was such a suitable candidate, but unfortunately he is no longer alive." ”

What Sun Changkong said was, of course, Zhang Wangyuan. If Liu Daoren is the thorn in Zhang Zhenren's side, then Zhang Wangyuan is Sun Changkong's thorn in the flesh. With him, he couldn't be at peace for a while. However, God seems to have had a foresight, and let Zhang Wangyuan suffer the consequences of his own evil and die at the hands of his master, the Blood Bat King, which can be regarded as the biggest punishment for him. It's just that in this way, Sun Changkong had to change the target again.

"Shen Wanqiu, it's Shen Wanqiu!"

Wang Daoren's face was shocked, and then he said, "Are you sure? In my opinion, the relationship between you and Zhang Wangyuan should be even more tense!"

Sun Changkong sneered: "Hehe, that's nature. However, someone has already cleaned him up for me. I don't think you'll ever be that person again in your life. ”

Wang Daoren suddenly felt a cool breeze rising behind him, and he found that the young man in front of him was becoming more and more unable to see through it. At his age, of course he knows what to say and what not to say in this situation. No matter how curious he was about Zhang Wangyuan, he couldn't continue to ask. People who know too much will never end well, and everything must be done to a certain degree.

It's like drinking and it's like making friends.

Although the general plan was determined, the immediate problem was that if he implemented his own plan, Shen Wanqiu would automatically fall into the trap. Thanks to the fact that it is the cold winter season and the temperature is not high, Zhang Zhenren's body will not decay too quickly. But it didn't look like it was just like that, so the bodies of the two were put in the firewood room at the back of the classroom, and then they made plans.

The night had soon fallen, and the blood in the classroom had been almost cleaned, but the blood had already permeated the entire room, and it could not be dissipated in a short time. In order not to make sure that nothing went wrong, Sun Changkong decided to order some sandalwood to dilute the bloody gas here. And at the moment when Sun Changkong lit the fire, his eyes couldn't help but look back, and a tall black shadow suddenly rose from behind him, plus he had always had something on his mind, so he couldn't help but be startled when he saw this situation.

When he found out that it was just his own shadow, Sun Changkong patted his chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in his head.

In the middle of the night, most of the people had already fallen asleep, and only a few hard-working disciples still lit oil lamps and kept looking at what they had learned during the day in order to deepen their memories. Shen Wanqiu is one of them.

The lamp in his room is much higher than the others, this is a lamp made of corpse oil from the body of the South China Sea Jiaoren, it burns very slowly, but it is as bright as a star, the key is that it will not cause any damage to the eyes, and it is an excellent thing to stay up all night. He couldn't get this kind of good thing, but who let him have a good master who loved him? This kind of treasure, even if you look at the entire Immortal Garden, is not more than a hand, and he is one of the lucky ones. But what he didn't expect was that it was this item that he regarded as a treasure that became his nemesis.

"Knock knock!"

Just as Shen Wanqiu was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, there was a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly. He didn't sleep in his room in the middle of the night, what was he doing here? After taking off his coat, he had to put on his robe again, and walked towards the door with his shoes on.

"I'm going to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

"Knock knock!"

The other party did not reply, and continued to knock on the door. However, unlike just now, this time the voice was obviously a little faster than before, and even the strength was a little heavier. Shen Wanqiu thought to himself, maybe there was something important to inform him, so he didn't think much about it. So he walked straight over, reached out and pulled the deadbolt, and found the door open. But somehow, as soon as he opened the door, a ghostly shadow had already rushed towards him, without any hesitation. If he hadn't had a miraculous body protector, I'm afraid he would have been smashed by the other party.

Seeing this situation, Shen Wanqiu did not hesitate, raised his hand with a heavy palm, and went straight to the other party's door. He thought that the other party would dodge because of this, so that he would have time to breathe. But who would have thought that man was not afraid of death, and he had already resisted his killing palm with his flesh and blood. You must know that what he is facing is Shen Wanqiu, who is known as the leader of the younger generation of Xianyuan in the census, and this kind of honor is certainly not groundless. He used not only ordinary palm techniques, but the psychic three palms taught by Fang Xishi. His attainment of this technique is far from being comparable to Sun Changkong's method of stealing teachers. is also a cloud palm, but he can turn his palm power into a cloud in the sky, invincible. One of the man's heads was shattered by his palm, but the only thing that puzzled him was that there was no blood splattered in the man's body.

Before he could comprehend the situation in front of him, the man had already fallen to the ground like a big tree. Shen Wanqiu didn't even need to look to determine that the other party would definitely die.

Although the crisis was resolved, he couldn't figure out what happened next. Did this man come here in the middle of the night just to seek death? If not, then did he come to attack him? He had seen people who had killed people with poisoned wine and poison, and he had stabbed people with a sword in his sleeve, but he had never seen a person who knocked on the door in a grand manner and came up and threw himself at someone. Either he's a fool, or he's extremely confident in his skills. But no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that the dead man in his eyes looked like a killer. I also feel that the other party is like an acquaintance. A person who knows him very well, so familiar that he can almost recognize the person in the other person just by looking at what he is wearing.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

The thought was terrible, and he was so frightened that he forgot that the other party was dead, and he refused to give up, and pulled the other person from the ground. But by the time the brains ran down his right hand, he knew it was too late.

He actually killed Zhang Zhenren.

"You, you don't sleep at night, come to me here and pretend to be something. You deserve it!"

Shen Wanqiu stood up suddenly, scolding and scolding while pacing, like a madman. His energy had been all focused on Zhang Zhenren in front of him, and he didn't notice that there was still a person lying on his stomach on the ridge in the distance.

This person is Sun Changkong.

"Murder!"

He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and seeing Shen Wanqiu's helpless madness, this was exactly what he wanted. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he hurriedly shouted loudly, and from time to time the lights in several surrounding rooms were already lit up one after another. By the time Shen Wanqiu came back to his senses, several senior brothers had already appeared outside the door, and a few of them were barebacked.

"Senior Brother Shen, what's going on?"

The person walking in front rubbed his eyes and was about to enter the door when he found the body lying on the ground. Especially when he saw the tragic situation of the other party's dead body, he was even more panicked and almost tripped over the threshold. At this step, he was less than a foot away from the corpse, and when he looked closely, he recognized that the deceased was Zhang Zhenren.

Seeing this, Shen Wanqiu hurriedly shook his hand, and was about to speak, but the other party took the lead and said, "You! ”

Preconceived habits usually blind a person's judgment of the facts, which person says the rule of death, whose house the deceased appears in, who is the murderer? But there are some things that have no reason to be said, Sun Changkong looked at the human tragedy planned by himself in front of him, and couldn't help but show a ghost-like hideous smile. He seemed to be able to foresee that above the main hall tomorrow, Shen Wanqiu would be embarrassed.