I have a book of salvation

After Yu Chen, Yang Qingfeng and Yang Wei also returned to Jinling.

This time when he went to the offshore area, he said that many accidents caused Yang Wei to be seriously injured, and he even almost died at the hands of the Pinghai Demon King.

But the harvest is not small.

Not only did he kill the Pinghai Demon King who was doing evil in the offshore, but he also dug up the refining formation on the seabed and found out what had taken away the vitality and longevity of the crew of the Xingsheng and the directors of the Land Supervision Department. .

Fairly successful.

After returning to the Prison Division, Yang Wei briefly treated his injuries, then wrote a file and went to the Prefectural Government to meet Wu Yong.

But as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wu Yong walking in from the outside, his face was gloomy and he was walking in a hurry.

Yang Wei was stunned and took out the file of the offshore investigation report, "Master Zhou Mu, the offshore incident has been found out..."

"Yang Siming, you come in first, I have something urgent." Zhou Mu interrupted him and led Yang Wei to the Zhouzhi Mansion.

Yang Wei frowned and thought to himself, what other urgent matters can you do that can make you more anxious than me?

When he arrived at the mansion, Wu Yong sat down on his seat, took a deep breath and said, "Yang Siming, when you went out, something happened in Jinling - Zhao Weixian, Zhao Daru, died."

Yang Wei: "...?"

No, are you really more anxious than me?

"Last night, a teacher from Hede Academy was looking for Zhao Daru because of something and went to his residence."

Wu Yong said solemnly: "But as soon as I entered the door, I saw the Yin Division judge standing inside, covered in blood, and Zhao Daru was already lying on the ground in a pool of blood, soundless.

The teacher was frightened and hurriedly called for help. The judge was frightened, broke the window and fled without a trace - and when our people and the senior officials of Hede Academy arrived, Zhao Daru had already been dead for a long time. "

After Yang Wei heard this, he asked another question.

——The Yin Division Judge?

Wasn't the guy who came up last night still fighting the Siren King offshore?

How could he still be able to return to the offshore area and take Zhao Weixian away?

Are you kidding me?

After a long silence, he sighed:

"Zhao Daru dedicated his life to serving the world's students. It is a pity that he suddenly died suddenly.

But you are wrong about one thing. The one who killed Zhao Daru could not be the Yin Division judge. "

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you see it?"

Yang Wei presented the file in his hand and said, "Because last night, the Yin Division judge was not in Jinling, but in Beihai!"

As soon as Wu Yong took the file of the investigation report and opened it, he took a closer look and his expression suddenly changed!

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At the same time, Yu Chen also felt confused.

——In the tea shop, the waiter probably didn't notice the change in Yu Chen's expression, and he was so speechless!

"Sir, let me tell you! Just yesterday, Zhao Daru, the dean of Hede Academy, was found dead in his residence.

By the way, guess who the murderer is—hey! You won’t believe it when I tell you, it’s the Yin Division Judge who has been making a lot of noise recently!

It's a pity. We admired him quite a lot. You just said that he killed some corrupt officials. This Zhao Weixian, Zhao Daru, was famous for his incorruptibility and taught many Confucian scholars who were famous in Jinling! Then why did the Yin Division judge kill him when he had nothing to do?

Tsk, I can’t understand! "

With that said, the waiter served the tea, went down with the plate and scratched his head.

Yu Chen was left with a pain in his head.

You can't understand?

I still can’t fucking understand it!

My mother, I was in love with a dragon in Beihai a day ago, and you suddenly said that I killed Zhao Weixian, who was far away in Jinling a day ago?

Who can figure this out?

Are you really going to put a shit basin on our heads?

Also, Zhao Weixian died, where is the old man's sacred sprout?

Won't it be lost again?

At this moment, Yu Chen was not in the mood to drink tea, so he paid and hurried out.

Go straight to Hop Tak College.

Not caring about the broad daylight, he directly changed his body shape with Senluo facial makeup and broke into Hede Academy in the heavy snow.

Go straight to Zhao Weixian's house.

At this moment, the simple two-story building was surrounded by teachers and disciples from Hede Academy. They were all kneeling in the snow, their eyes red from crying.

Qing Huan was among them. The little girl's hands were red from the cold, her face was stained with tears, and she was sobbing.

And inside the residence, the deacons of the Criminal Division came and went, and the clerks of the Supervisory Division were busy with their work.

The smell of blood escapes.

Yu Chen did not move forward.

Because the old man, the Literary Saint, said that he could no longer feel the breath of his god here.

It must have been taken away by the murderer who pretended to be himself.

In addition, Yu Chen also saw Zhao Weixian sitting there on the steps at the door, looking at the crowd of students below.

But those students seemed unable to see it, they were just sad.

--ghost.

There is no doubt that Zhao Weixian is already a ghost at this moment. People and ghosts have different paths and can no longer be seen by the world.

But when Yu Chen appeared in the crowd, he seemed to feel something. He stood up almost instinctively and followed Yu Chen.

Returned to Wanjialing.

In the mausoleum guarding room.

Zhao Weixian looked at everything around him blankly, and stared at Yu Chen in front of him with his original appearance.

"It's you……"

The old man didn't seem to know what was going on, muttering to himself.

Yu Chen didn't talk nonsense to him, he directly took out the Book of Saviors and took the ghost of Zhao Weixian into it.

At the same time, the life of this Jinling great scholar flashed before his eyes.

There isn't much worth mentioning. Anyway, Zhao Weixian was in almost the same situation as the literary sage old man Li Huan throughout his life.

Zhao Weixian has been extremely talented since he was young. Compared with the old man who is a literary saint, he is probably inferior to his literary talent.

Although these two brothers often bickered and quarreled, they actually valued each other very much.

Then, comes the main event.

Last night, Zhao Weixian was studying in the house.

Suddenly, a man came, wearing a black and white opera robe and a judge's mask on his face, and walked into the room swaggeringly.

Zhao Weixian was not afraid and asked the judge what his purpose was.

The other party bluntly said that he wanted the divine sprouts of the literary saint old man.

Zhao Weixian was naturally unwilling and scolded him harshly and asked him about his identity.

The judge didn't say anything, but the two had a disagreement and started fighting.

But if you don’t fight, you don’t know. Once they fight, Zhao Weixian is horrified!

——Zhao Weixian, who is a top-grade god, is far from his opponent!

After only a few moves, Zhao Weixian was defeated. After the opponent took away Li Huan's divine sprout, he cut off his head with a sword.

Then Zhao Weixian turned into a ghost and watched countless disciples of Hede Academy kneel down and cry, but he was completely unable to influence them.

At the same time, between heaven and earth, a terrifying force was consuming his soul.

Just when Zhao Weixian had given up his heart and was desperately waiting to be wiped out by heaven and earth.

Yu Chen appeared.

Out of instinct, he followed Yu Chen to Wanjialing, and at the same time he could no longer feel the annihilation of heaven and earth.

That's it.

While Yu Chen was watching his revolving door, Zhao Weixian was informed of the situation at hand by an inexplicable thought because he entered the Book of Saviors.

——To put it simply, this is the underworld, and he has an unfulfilled wish, so he cannot be reincarnated. And Yu Chen, who brought him up, was the one who was about to help him fulfill his last wish.

"I see?"

After realizing everything, Zhao Weixian murmured in disbelief.

Looking at the young and familiar figure in front of me, I was filled with emotions.

Only now did he know that the guardian of Wanjia Mausoleum was such a strange person!

And Yu Chen also handed over, smiled bitterly, and said that he originally planned to find Zhao Weixian when he came back from Beihai, but he didn't want to meet again because of the separation of yin and yang.

Zhao Weixian was silent for a long time, then waved his hand and asked Yu Chen if he could really help him fulfill his last wish.

Yu Chen nodded and said that before that, he had to meet someone...oh no, a ghost.

Under Zhao Weixian's puzzled gaze, the old man Wen Sheng came through the underworld and looked at the junior brother in front of him. He was speechless for a long time, and finally sighed: "Junior brother, you are well."

When the old man Wen Sheng came out, Zhao Weixian was completely confused.

He was so curious that his whole body was stiff, and he was stunned in place.

"Junior brother, you read that right. In fact, senior brother..." The old man Wen Sheng waved his hand in front of Zhao Weixian.

While he was talking, Zhao Weixian came to his senses, picked up the spindle and punched the old man in the face of Literary Saint!

The latter were stunned!

Before the old man of Literary Saint could react, Zhao Weixian raised his fist again and slammed it down!

Yu Chen was stunned when he saw it.

No, in these two memories, although the relationship between the senior brothers often quarreled, it was actually quite good!

Why did they suddenly start fighting after a long separation?

"you are still alive!"

"You're actually alive!"

"Since you are still alive! Why don't you come out and tell the world that you are not a traitor!"

"Since you are still alive! Why did you give that thing to me!"

"Since you are still alive! Why did you let that stupid and incompetent emperor slander you!"

"Li Huan! You stinky old fool!"

"..."

After a long time, Zhao Weixian vented his anger and was panting.

The old man with a bruised nose and swollen face was smiling helplessly on the side.

And Yu Chen also understood now.

Zhao Weixian's current mood was probably the same as that of a parent who finally found his child after he ran away while playing.

——Be beaten first and then talk!

This seemingly angry emotion is actually more of worry.

"Junior brother, senior brother and you are the same." In the midst of Zhao Weixian's endless scolding, the old man Wen Sheng sighed and said.

At that moment, the Jinling scholar was also startled.

react to.

——If the old man Wen Sheng is still alive, he should be like the disciples of Hede Academy and cannot see himself.

In other words...he is also dead.

Zhao Weixian stopped and closed his mouth.

"But it's pretty good like this!"

The old man of Literary Saint patted Zhao Weixian on the shoulder and laughed: "It's not bad to be a ghost after being a human for a long time."

Zhao Weixian didn't speak.

The old man of Literary Saint asked again, "By the way, junior brother, please tell senior brother - senior brother's divine sprouts were in your hands before?"

"Your god?"

Zhao Wei listened first, then gritted his teeth and glanced at him, saying bitterly:

"You still have the nerve to ask?"

"Didn't you hand it into my hands at the beginning?"