Wanbao Lady

Chapter 276 Careful thinking

After his father's death, Song Qing embarked on a journey alone to seek immortality and enlightenment.

He was just a mortal, a child at that. To reach places that the monks could easily reach, he had to climb over mountains and cross rivers.

Use small footprints to measure the land under your feet.

He wanted to find Qianhua Gate, the number one immortal palace in Qingzhou mentioned by his father, but Qianhua Gate was too far away.

The second immortal residence, Lingxu Temple, is also a secluded mountain gate, and no one knows where it is.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to go to Huyang Prefecture, which was next to Qinghe Prefecture.

There is a sect there, I heard it is called Feihong Sect, and it is also a powerful sect.

However, he met an unexpected person on the way.

That day, because he had walked for too long, he was really tired and thirsty. When he looked around, he saw two Taoists coming with him.

A thin Taoist priest and a fat Taoist priest, both wearing green cloth shirts, were walking and talking and laughing.

The most peculiar thing was that the fat Taoist was clearly wearing a very luxurious dress under his clothes! Just a small piece of fabric was exposed from his neck, which was shining with gold and extraordinary.

What's more, the Taoist was wearing it close to his body, so it must be something the other person loved very much.

When the two of them passed by him, Song Qing deliberately praised the fat Taoist: "Sir, your clothes are so beautiful!"

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

During his wanderings, he had already mastered this skill, which enabled him to earn a living.

Upon hearing this, the two stopped immediately.

"You are a child with poor eyesight. What's so good about my blue shirt?"

The fat Taoist asked in confusion.

The child pointed at a piece of clothing protruding from his neck and said innocently, "Sir, I am talking about your clothing. It is glittering with gold and must be very valuable. You must be a great man!"

Hearing this, the two of them laughed.

"Brother, this piece of clothing is made of golden silk, which is a priceless treasure! You, kid, have good taste!" The thin Taoist complimented himself.

The fat Taoist took out a few taels of silver from somewhere, handed it to Song Qing, and said with a smile: "Come, take the money and go to the town ahead to buy something to eat!"

But the child just hung his head and didn't reach out for the money.

Upon closer inspection, the child's shoulders were trembling slightly.

The two thought that the child was excited to see the money, but not long after, the child said that he did not want the money and was willing to stay with the fat Taoist and be a servant boy at his command.

The fat Taoist saw that Song was young, handsome and smart.

After some investigation, I found that the child had good physique and was a good candidate for cultivation.

So Song Qing stayed with the fat Taoist priest.

Since then, he successfully gained the trust of Yueban Taoist with his intelligence.

Not only did he teach him martial arts, but he also asked him to maintain the Golden Cicada Robe.

During an intentional or unintentional inquiry, Taoist Yueban told him that the golden silk used to make the precious robe was obtained by him by chance thirty years ago. Later, he relied on this precious robe to steal the limelight at the cultivator conferences time and time again.

But it was also thirty years ago that the entire Song family was massacred!

How could such a coincidence happen in the world!

What kind of accidental gain? It's clearly a murder and a treasure!

Since then, Song Qing began his revenge plan.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy. After gaining Yueban Taoist's trust, he gradually learned more about Yueban Taoist.

Through the daily maintenance of the treasure clothes, I have a clear understanding of all the structures of the treasure clothes.

They were even more certain that this person was the enemy that they, father and son, had been looking for with so much difficulty!

He wanted to kill the other person, but he didn't have the ability to do so.

It was not until three years ago, during a grand event on earth, that Taoist Yueban accidentally met a wandering cultivator who also stayed in the city to watch the event.

The man called himself the Wandering Man.

Song Qing knew that his chance had come!

"Master, I heard that Wuzong Sanren has a special cultivation method. He comes and goes without a trace. Such a person is rare. Why don't you give him a gift and make friends with him? As the saying goes, more friends mean more paths. Even if you have no friends, it is beneficial to leave a good impression on a cultivator with special abilities like this!"

Taoist Yueban thought what he said made a lot of sense, so he ordered Song Qing to take the gift to give to Wuzong Sanren.

In this way, Song Qing confessed his life story to Wuzong Sanren under the pretext of giving gifts, and the two successfully recognized each other.

When he learned that Yueban Taoist was the murderer, Wuzong Sanren was excited and angry.

For so many years, he has been looking for the murderer who killed his sister's family, but he didn't expect to find the result without any effort.

Song Qing originally wanted to ask his uncle to steal the precious clothes and then kill the other party. The two of them working together should be successful.

But his uncle told him that his ability was not suitable for killing. Moreover, he heard at the cultivator conference that Taoist Yueban was an abandoned disciple of Guangming Palace, and some said that he left Guangming Palace on his own initiative.

But no matter what, as a disciple of the Guangming Palace, the third largest immortal palace in Qingzhou, even if he doesn't have precious clothes, he still has some skills.

It will be even more impossible to succeed.

The two of them discussed it and finally came up with a good plan.

Over the years, Song Qing not only knew the treasure clothes very well, but also secretly drew the blueprints.

The two agreed that three years later, at the cultivators' conference, they would work together inside and outside to replace the real treasure robe with the fake one. In this way, Taoist Yueban would surely die in the treasure battle!

Wuzong Sanren was very confident in his abilities. Besides, there would be no evidence when he died, and he would not put the stolen precious clothes on his body. What's more, there were Feihong Gate, Wuyun Pavilion and other places to confuse people.

Who would have guessed that the one who killed Yueban Taoist was the inconspicuous little boy beside him and the unrelated Wuzong Sanren?

The conference only lasts for nine days, and after those nine days are over, the two of them will fly away!

No one can find their whereabouts.

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In the law enforcement hall.

Not only Song Qing was brought here, but Wuzong Sanren was also here.

However, the two were separated and interrogated separately.

"Now that I have been captured by you, you can kill me or chop me up as you wish! I just beg you not to make things difficult for this child. He has endured too much in his life, and it has been too painful."

As he spoke, Wuzong Sanren burst into tears.

As for why not go to the Demon Suppression Division and let them administer justice?

There is an unwritten rule in the cultivation world that if there is a conflict between cultivators and mortals, such as evil cultivators harming mortals, it is fine to let the Demon Suppression Division resolve it.

The Demon Suppression Division investigated the case because the Song family was a small family of immortal cultivators. Except for a few low-level cultivators, most of the family members were mortals.

But if it is a personal grudge between monks, especially such famous monks, they usually solve the conflict by themselves.

Although Wuzong Sanren could ask the Demon Suppression Division for help in arresting the murderer, if the news got out, he would definitely be ridiculed by other cultivators.

It would be better to wait for three years, when no one will know about it.

After summoning Taoist Yueban to the Law Enforcement Hall, the two sides confronted each other. After judging through the Mirror of Truth, it was confirmed that the man was indeed the murderer of that year.

For his own selfish desires, he slaughtered low-level cultivators and a large number of mortals. Overnight, Taoist Yueban was labeled an "evil cultivator" and his reputation plummeted.

He was temporarily detained in Qianhuamen Prison, waiting for the end of the event and then sent to the Demon Suppression Division for punishment.

Even Elder Li, who was related to Taoist Yueban in Guangming Palace, could only accept the irrefutable evidence. He even took the initiative to distance himself from the relationship in order to avoid getting into trouble.

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"What happened next? What did Wuzong Sanren and that boy do?"

"Although they were seeking revenge, it was understandable, but they did cause harm to the conference and Qianhua Sect. They suffered a lot and were driven out!"

"What about the precious clothes?"

"The precious clothes? Of course they were brought by the two of them to make amends to Qianhua Sect! Otherwise, how could they just let them go so easily after causing trouble at such a grand event and making Qianhua Sect so busy?"

"Alas, perhaps this is the best outcome for all parties!"