Chapter 522 To Go or Not to Go, that Is the Question

Failed!

Wu Changhai's soul-calling ritual failed!

Although he summoned the souls of Cui Xianglin and Fu Bo, and showed up in front of Cui Wangzhi, the souls of the two had lost their will and were left with pure resentment. They had no way to communicate. If they had not been trapped by the magic circle, they would have been annihilated long ago.

Or they would have turned into two balls of resentment!

Wu Changhai's strength was not enough to go back in time and reproduce the scene before the two died. Even if he tried his best and consumed all his life, he could not do it.

In addition to the immortal sect cultivators, only a few powerful magicians or sorcerers with talent in this area could do the round light back.

Such existence only exists in the state capital.

There is no such person in Hexi County. There may be such a person in the Sword-asking Sect, but such a big person cannot be touched even by the Cui family.

Even if he was invited by favor, it would be too late.

After seven days, the dead soul will dissipate. Once it dissipates, it will be impossible for the round light to go back.

"Brother Cui, the person who did it may have a secret technique. When Xianglin and Cui Fu were killed, their souls and wills had been wiped out by that guy through the secret technique..."

Wu Changhai shook his head.

"I'm incompetent, sorry..."

Cui Wangzhi looked at Wu Changhai, who had lost a lot of white hair and had a few more wrinkles on his face. He shook his head and sighed.

"Master, you have done your best!"

He turned around and didn't want to talk.

At this time, a guard came over.

"Master, the young master came into the mountains to experiment, and he must have had conflicts with certain people. Otherwise, let's check who went into the mountains in Changlin County during those days..."

"If someone died, maybe it was the target selected by the young master?"

"Those people may be related to the young master's death. Even if they are not the real murderer, they may know who the real murderer is... Maybe we can try from this aspect."

Cui Wangzhi agreed with the guard's suggestion.

The soul summoning and autopsy were not working, so they could only waste manpower and material resources to follow the guards' advice. Although the Cui family had no territory in Changlin County, they had influence.

...

Nie Wushuang followed Cheng Lijun into the yard.

Four brothers died, but there was no mourning hall or funeral. Two days ago, Cheng Nanpeng took them to Mangcang Mountain quietly, collected the four bodies that were already incomplete, burned them into ashes, and put them in the urn.

Among the four people, two were orphans without parents. Like Nie Wushuang, they were adopted by Cheng Nanpeng since childhood. The other two were from Changlin County and had families.

However, they were different from the third brother Lu Guang.

Lu Guang paid to enter the Changlin Sword Sect, while the other two were recruited because of their natural talents and signed a death contract. If something went wrong during the training, such as death, the sect would not be responsible.

There were more than ten disciples in the Changlin Sword Sect, and they were roughly divided into these three types.

For those who spent a lot of money to come in like Lu Guang, only Lu Guang insisted on going with them when they went into the mountains to collect herbs for the trial. The others did not do so.

Born in a wealthy family, well, at least in Changlin County, they are at the top of the pyramid. Naturally, they do not need the income from collecting herbs and hunting. The so-called trial is too dangerous and it is easy to lose your life. Therefore, such disciples do not participate in the trial of the sword sect.

The reason why Lu Guang went with them was because of his own little thoughts.

He liked Cheng Lijun and probably wanted to please Cheng Lijun.

On the stone table in Cheng Nanpeng's yard, there were some bowls and plates with dishes. Only Cheng Nanpeng and his daughter and Nie Wushuang were eating.

After that incident, all the other disciples were sent away by Cheng Nanpeng.

Except for a few servants, there were only three of them left in the entire Changlin Sword Sect. They could eat in the yard and no longer go to the dining hall.

As for the secret funeral, the outside world said that they were sent away to do business elsewhere.

Perhaps it is better to cover one's ears and steal the bell than to do nothing.

The three of them ate together, but no one was in the mood to talk. Cheng Nanpeng did not move his chopsticks, but just drank, occasionally using his hands to pick up some peanuts and put them into his mouth to chew.

"Lijun, have you thought about it?"

Cheng Nanpeng asked after Cheng Lijun and Nie Wushuang put down their chopsticks.

"We can't delay any longer. Although we are keeping the funeral a secret, the truth will come out sooner or later. Sooner or later, the Cui family will know about this!"

"Now, the Cui family is in Changlin County, with Cui Xianglin's father Cui Wangzhi in charge. If they don't leave, I'm worried that they won't be able to leave when the time comes!"

"If you marry Jiang Xunyun, the Cui family will not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, even if you go to the Sword Sect, you won't be at peace. What's more, if you marry Jiang Xunyun, your brother's future will be guaranteed. Your junior brother will most likely be able to enter the Sword Sect as an outer disciple, otherwise, he can only become a errand boy!"

Cheng Nanpeng became more and more excited as he spoke, his face flushed.

"Why?"

Cheng Lijun put her hand on the hilt of the sword.

"It's obviously not our fault. Cui Xianglin was the murderer. He was killed by someone else, but we are being blamed by the Cui family. Is there any justice in this world?"

"Justice?"

Cheng Nanpeng snorted coldly.

"Power is justice!"

"Anyway, we have to go!"

Cheng Nanpeng stood up and supported himself on the table with his shaking hands.

"Let's talk about whether to marry Jiang Xunyun or not. We have to leave Changlin County and go to Wenjian Sect. We have to leave in the name of visiting relatives. This way, we can avoid trouble!"

Cheng Lijun also stood up and said to Cheng Nanpeng.

"Father, we are leaving in such a hurry. Isn't it because we don't have three hundred taels of silver here? Originally, Cui Xianglin's death had nothing to do with us. If we left as if we were running away, the Cui family would probably think that we were guilty of thieves and would put the blame on our Chang Lin." The sword is on the head."

She is not a three-year-old child, but she is also very smart.

Why did my father rush to Wenjian Sect? Let’s talk about the marriage. It was just a delaying tactic. When we really got to Wenjian Sect, it was just fish on the chopping board!

At that time, what else could I do?

Unless he dies, he has no choice but to submit.

"If you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about your junior brother. Are you going to let him die here?"

Cheng Nanpeng was furious and shouted loudly.

"Master, ignore me!"

Nie Wushuang stood up. He had no choice but to express his attitude.

"My life was picked up by Senior Sister. Without Senior Sister and Master, Nie Wushuang would have turned into a withered skeleton on the roadside. I can't let Senior Sister sacrifice for me. I don't want Senior Sister to do anything she doesn't want. As a swordsman, there is nothing to fear about death. It is your wish to die with Senior Sister!"

Nie Wushuang's voice is sonorous and powerful!

"good!"

Cheng Lijun slapped the long sword on the stone table.

"Only death!"

"What's there to be afraid of!"

"you……"

Cheng Nanpeng stretched out his hand and pointed at Cheng Lijun tremblingly. His lips were trembling, but he didn't say anything. He just snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and left.