txolops Chapter 370 The Zhang family was put on trial for the third time.
Chapter 370 The Zhang family was put on trial for the third time.
When Mo Chengyue returned to Qingquan Peak, the sunset glow on the horizon had already been scattered by the mountain wind, the shadows of pines were spread on the stone steps, and even the chirping of insects seemed to have a bit of a spectator's spirit.
He stood outside his cave dwelling, still clutching the jade token he had returned from the Sutra Repository, but he didn't move forward.
Three people were sitting at a stone table in front of the iron tree pavilion next door.
Qin Wanzhuang was dressed in a black outfit, her long hair tied up high, a thin sword at her waist resting against the edge of the stone bench, and a teacup steaming beside her.
Jin Qiaoqiao changed into a peacock blue dress, her hair shimmering with iridescent light, her phoenix eyes half-closed, her fingers casually flicking the tea lid.
Lin Miaoyin stood barefoot on the soft cushion, her purple gauze skirt spread out, holding a white jade pipa in her arms, her fingertips lightly touching the strings, producing a soft, out-of-tune sound.
Looking at this scene, Mo Chengyue silently offered himself three sticks of incense.
When I got home from get off work, I found the audit team sitting at my door.
Moreover, the entire audit team consisted of acquaintances.
They know each other so well that they can arrange his life into an accident scene on their own.
Jin Qiaoqiao was the first to look up.
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"Mo Lang, you're back?"
Upon hearing this address, Mo Chengyue's shoulders and back immediately tensed.
"Miss Jin, please be normal, I'm scared."
Lin Miaoyin lazily plucked a string from the pipa.
"He was scared."
Qin Wanzhuang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then put it back.
"It's acceptable."
Mo Chengyue cupped his hands in greeting.
"Second Senior Sister, what's acceptable?"
Qin Wanzhuang looked at the hem of his clothes.
"Still alive, that's alright."
Mo Chengyue looked down at his patched outer robe.
"Senior sister, this evaluation doesn't sound very auspicious."
Jin Qiaoqiao tapped the tea lid against the rim of the cup.
Stop playing the victim.
Lin Miaoyin raised her snow-white instep and gently touched the table leg.
"First, explain why you returned on the same boat as that person from Ice Soul Peak?"
Mo Chengyue took half a step back.
"Sect External Affairs".
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Tell me in detail."
Mo Chengyue said, "The mine is unstable, and Elder Leng needs someone who understands formations."
Jin Qiaoqiao sneered.
"Are all the disciples of the Hehuan Sect who understand formations dead?"
Mo Chengyue pondered for a moment.
"These words should not be spread within the sect, as they could easily cause panic."
Lin Miaoyin narrowed her eyes.
"Don't change the subject."
Mo Chengyue looked at Qin Wanzhuang.
"Second Senior Sister, Master can be our witness."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Master, please accept the wine."
Mo Chengyue's face was filled with grief.
"Did this news spread so quickly?"
Jin Qiaoqiao said, "Peak Master Yan said it himself."
Mo Chengyue felt a chill in his heart.
Master, you're drinking, why do you need an invoice?
Lin Miaoyin plucked the string, and it made a tinkling sound.
"Peak Master Yan said that Leng Yuexin gave two jars of Ice Soul Spirit Wine in exchange for your trip for a few days, which is a good deal."
Mo Chengyue rubbed his forehead.
"Master's exact words?"
Qin Wanzhuang said, "More or less."
Mo Chengyue remained silent for a while.
"Could my pricing at Clear Spring Peak be settled in spirit stones from now on?"
Jin Qiaoqiao patted the stone table.
"Mo Chengyue!"
Mo Chengyue immediately stood up straight.
"exist."
Jin Qiaoqiao stared at him.
"Don't try to fool me with your glib tongue."
Mo Chengyue said, "I'm not trying to fool you; I'm just trying to calm you down in a lighthearted way."
Lin Miaoyin chuckled softly.
"Has it been reduced?"
Mo Chengyue looked around.
"At present, the results are limited."
Qin Wanzhuang raised her hand and pointed to the stone bench.
"sit."
Mo Chengyue hesitated.
"Where should we sit?"
Jin Qiaoqiao pointed to the empty space in the middle of the three people.
"here."
Mo Chengyue looked at that spot, a warning of danger ringing in his mind.
That's not a seat.
That's a cutting board.
Lin Miaoyin smiled and said, "What, you don't dare?"
Mo Chengyue sighed and slowly walked over to sit down.
"My lords, may the wounded man have some tea first?"
Qin Wanzhuang pushed the teacup over.
"drink."
Just as Mo Chengyue reached out, Jin Qiaoqiao pressed down on the cup lid again.
"Tell the truth after you finish drinking."
Mo Chengyue withdrew his hand.
"Then I'd better not drink it."
Lin Miaoyin rested her chin on her hand.
"You've been recuperating at Ice Soul Peak?"
Mo Chengyue said, "It's just a short stay."
Qin Wanzhuang asked, "Did she touch your meridians?"
Mo Chengyue coughed.
"Medical examination."
Jin Qiaoqiao's eyes darkened.
"To what extent has the examination progressed?"
Mo Chengyue looked up at the sky.
"The privacy of doctors and patients in the cultivation world should be respected."
Lin Miaoyin slowed down her strumming.
"Does she know about your Yin-Yang True Essence?"
Mo Chengyue remained silent for a moment.
Qin Wanzhuang put down her teacup.
"answer."
Mo Chengyue replied, "I know."
Jin Qiaoqiao's eyes were upturned at the corners.
"They knew even before we did?"
Mo Chengyue said, "The chronological order is not important."
Lin Miaoyin said, "It's important."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "It's important."
Jin Qiaoqiao said, "It's extremely important."
Mo Chengyue looked down at the tea noodles.
The joint trial has entered a critical stage.
The defendant attempted to request a recess.
The judge rejected the application.
Mo Chengyue gave up struggling.
"She suffered from the backlash of the cold energy before, and I helped her heal."
Jin Qiaoqiao snorted.
"Does it mean you have to go every month?"
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
How did you know?
Jin Qiaoqiao crossed her arms.
"The female disciples of Ice Soul Peak are not discreet."
Lin Miaoyin's smile became even more dangerous.
"They say that every time you enter and leave the palace, your cultivation level has stabilized."
Mo Chengyue touched the bridge of his nose.
"Misunderstand."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Explain."
Mo Chengyue said, "Elder Leng's Ice Soul Profound Technique is too cold, and my technique can balance it. She lends me hers to suppress the cold, and I lend her mys to stabilize my meridians. We each get what we need."
Jin Qiaoqiao said, "So, we each get what we need?"
Mo Chengyue immediately added.
"On the level of cultivation, there is absolutely nothing else."
Lin Miaoyin gently plucked the strings.
Why are you so nervous?
Mo Chengyue said, "Because none of the three of you seem to believe it."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Indeed."
Jin Qiaoqiao said, "I believe your words, but not your deeds."
Lin Miaoyin said, "I don't even believe your words."
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
"Miss Lin, that's a very hurtful comment."
Lin Miaoyin wiggled her toes.
"Who are you calling Miss Lin?"
Mo Chengyue changed his tune.
"Senior Sister Miaoyin."
Lin Miaoyin was somewhat satisfied.
"continue."
Mo Chengyue said, "When the mine had this accident, Elder Leng took me to investigate. We encountered people from Xuan Shuang Valley tampering with the mine. There was a clash between cold and fire below the mine. I was in charge of repairing the formation, and she was in charge of killing people."
Qin Wanzhuang asked, "Where did the injury come from?"
Mo Chengyue said, "The formation is reacting."
Jin Qiaoqiao asked, "Who's targeting you?"
Mo Chengyue looked up.
"You even know this?"
Lin Miaoyin put the pipa aside.
"When you returned to the sect, the direction of the Punishment Hall was filled with a chilling aura, and half of Ice Soul Peak was sealed off."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Master Yan said that you have offended an external enemy."
Mo Chengyue smiled bitterly.
"Master is talking a lot today."
Jin Qiaoqiao asked, "Who?"
Mo Chengyue pondered.
"Qin Suyi of Xuanshuang Valley".
The area around the stone table quieted down.
A nightingale darted across the bamboo tips in the distance, its wings rustling so softly it was barely audible.
Lin Miaoyin's languid expression faded somewhat.
"Qin Suying?"
Qin Wanzhuang's brows furrowed.
"The previous Frost-Clad Elder of Xuanshuang Valley?"
Jin Qiaoqiao's fingertips rested on the rim of the cup.
"This seems like a serious threat. Did you kill her?"
Looking at the three people's reactions, Mo Chengyue felt even more exhausted.
"Looks like he's no nobody."