Red Heart Survey

Really looking at the outside, Jiang Wang opened his eyes in front of the new grave.

The little silver moon fell into the palm of his right hand, turned into a silver moon mark and branded on it, and then disappeared.

But Jiang Wang can still clearly perceive its existence, it does not have any power, it just reappears when Jiang Wang thinks about it, connects with the lunar star, and brings his spiritual consciousness into that mysterious and unpredictable illusory realm .

He hadn't explored too long in the illusory realm, and the countryside he was in was not a place where he could explore with peace of mind.

Not to mention whether there will be any cultivators from Fenglin City rushing over to check after the aftermath of the battle between the powerful cultivators has dissipated. For Jiang Wang himself, he also has more urgent matters.

If I remember the time correctly, three days later, it will be the time for the selection of students in the inner courtyard of Fenglin Daoist Academy.

Once he missed this point in time, it would be difficult for him to find a chance—a chance for revenge.

Because the students of the inner court are the disciples of the Taoist school who are truly recognized by Zhuang Guo, and the disciples of the Taoist school should not be insulted lightly, let alone killed!

Looking back at the dilapidated Taoist temple that had been lingering for many days with a strong and sick body, Jiang Wang stepped on the moonlight and strode away.

Weeds are overgrown in front of Poguan Gate, and a gust of wind blows, allowing the moonlight to shine on the old plaque that has been lying on the ground for many years. The handwriting on it is blurry, but the word "really" can be vaguely outlined.

The moon shines through the new grave, and the wind rustles through the leaves.

As if someone sighed.

...

Fenglin City is actually not too small. For many people who have lived here for generations, this is even the whole world.

In addition to the city lord who represents the will of the Zhuang Kingdom, the three surnames Zhang, Fang, and Wang are the masters of this land boundary.

The night was dark, and the back door of Yicui Building was pushed open. Amidst the coquettish laughter of a plump girl, a man wearing a gown with a collar and side slits staggered out, reeking of alcohol all the more complacent.

His name is Fang Decai.

The word "Fang" is not easy, since his grandfather had served in Fang's family for three generations, he was given this surname just now. It is precisely because of Fang's family that he can rely on him as a confidant, so that he can have such ample money, and he can enter the ecstasy cave like Yicui Tower once a month.

Then he squeezed his good friend again violently, and then he laughed and left.

The plump girl looked at him in embarrassment, and said a few words reluctantly. It wasn't until his back was far away in the alley that he spat out: "It's a dog that relies on people's power." He closed the small door heavily.

Therefore, she didn't notice that a man in ragged clothes was approaching behind Fang Decai.

Fang Decai had some martial arts skills, and when he felt something was wrong, he suddenly raised his fist and turned around, but the opponent only slapped him casually, and his fist was broken.

Immediately afterwards, his throat was strangled, and the whole person rose into the air, and was pressed heavily against the wall again.

Compared with the rapidly swelling pain on his face and the gradually difficult breathing, what frightened him more was that face.

Gentle and peaceful, Jiang Wang's face.

"Jiang...Jiang..." Fang Decai hissed in horror and struggled with his strangled throat.

"Who instigated you, the Fang family, or Fang Pengju? Who else was involved in this matter? What kind of poison was in the wine? How did you contact the Xishan remnant bandits?"

Jiang Wang asked these questions slowly, and just before Fang Decai suffocated, Shi Shiran let go: "Now, tell me slowly."

He looked up at the moonlight, "We have a lot of time."

The evening wind gently pushes the clouds away, slightly covering the moonlight, and the whispered conversations in this alley are as soft as the whispers of evil spirits.

This night, the bright moon blows the wind in the sky, and the surviving people have returned to the city.

...

When the sky was bright, Jiang Wang stood at the gate of Fenglin City Taoist Temple.

Zhuangguo regards Taoism as the state religion, and the most powerful extraordinary power naturally comes from Taoism, as evidenced by the Taoist temples all over the country's three counties and cities.

The Daoist Academy is not only the first choice for young people in the Zhuang Kingdom to practice, even officials at all levels must have the experience of studying in the Daoist Academy in order to convince the public.

Therefore, as far as the entire Fenglin City is concerned, the most expensive place may not be the City Lord's Mansion, nor the gate of the three surnames, but the Fenglin City Taoist Temple.

The Taoism inherited by Zhuangguo belongs to the Yujingshan family, and the most important rituals. Therefore, the entire monastery is also magnificently built. Among other things, the pair of jade lions squatting on both sides of the gate are extremely majestic and noble.

Jiang Wang's clothes were still worn out, and there was even a sour smell when he smelled it carefully. He simply washed his face and tied his messy hair back.

He stood in front of the opened gate of the Taoist monastery, with his head held high and his chest upright like a green pine.

The outer disciple on duty rubbed his eyes again and again, then shouted in disbelief: "Jiang...Senior Brother Jiang!?"

Jiang Wang nodded, "Hello, Junior Brother Wu."

As the most willing outer disciple in the Fenglin City Taoist Academy, he has participated in countless missions in the Taoist Academy. As long as he has been in the Taoist Academy for more than one year, basically there is no one who does not know him.

Brother Wu turned around and ran into the monastery, shouting excitedly: "Senior Brother Jiang Wang is back! Brother Jiang Wang is back!"

Not long after, many outer disciples flocked to the gate of the Taoist monastery, and the brothers and sisters yelled incessantly. It can be seen that Jiang Wang is usually popular among the outer disciples.

Among the dozens of outer disciples, there are a few who are particularly eye-catching. Even in the crowd, the crowd subconsciously made way for them.

"You bastard surnamed Jiang! Where have you been hiding these days? I fucking thought you were dead!"

The one who started yelling from afar was Du Yehu. When he was running, the muscle mass on his body seemed to explode the training suit at any time. His face is also different, with a full beard and beard. At that stop, just by looking at his face, he was two or three rounds older than the surrounding outer sect disciples, and some people believed where the King of the Mountain came from, but he didn't look like an eighteen-year-old boy.

Because the development is too anxious, it is called Yingnianzaohu.

Like a bear squeezed out of the crowd, he hugged Jiang Wang, ignoring the faint sour smell on his body, and kept saying, "Damn! Damn!"

"Just come back!"

Said it would be good to come back, but the eyes were bloodshot, but the lips were trembling, it was Ling He.

His face is upright, the sky is full, and he seems to be a calm and calm person. At this moment, standing behind Du Yehu in a white-washed exercise uniform, he just looked at Jiang Wang steadily.

Only a handsome young man leaned over to look Jiang Wang up and down, then pointed at his tattered clothes and said with a smile, "Why do you look like this?"

His name is Zhao Rucheng. He has the most outstanding appearance, and the smile on his face seems slightly frivolous. But only those who are really familiar with him can see the faint tears from his charming smiling eyes.

These people have different appearances and personalities, but they have a lifelong friendship with Jiang Wang,

In many trials and missions in the outer sect, they have worked together to overcome countless difficulties and dangers, and have already forged a deep friendship.

But Jiang Wang looked past them, and only looked at the handsome young man in the crowd whose eyes seemed to be red.

He didn't speak or move anything, but just standing there, he was faintly the center of the crowd.

"Pengju, it's been fifty-seven days." Jiang Wang almost stuttered, "I miss you every day."

"I only want Pengju, don't you want my second brother?" Du Yehu grabbed Jiang Wang's shoulder and shook it, screaming.

Ling He and Zhao Rucheng were both silent.

Fifty-seven days is a very specific and sensitive time, exactly fifty-seven days since Jiang Wang disappeared.

Fang Pengju, who was dressed in rich and brocade clothes, stepped forward with a smile: "It's good to be back, everyone is worried about you these days."

"Yeah." Jiang Wang also laughed, "If you don't see the body, why aren't you worried?"

Fang Pengju's expression changed: "What do you mean by that? After your accident, I was so anxious! Send people everywhere to look for you!"

Jiang Wang said quietly: "That's why I didn't dare to show up until today."

"Jiang Wang! You are attacked by the remnants of bandits from the Western Mountains. Everyone knows about it! Do you even suspect me?" Fang Pengju's face turned red and he was shocked, "We Fenglin Five Heroes are as close as brothers! Are you Didn't you hear some rumors by mistake?"

Ling He, Du Yehu, Jiang Wang, Fang Pengju, and Zhao Rucheng, these five people are the most outstanding figures among the disciples of the outer courtyard of Fenglin City Daoist Academy. Lin Wuxia.

Feeling the tense atmosphere, the disciples from the outer courtyard who came to greet Jiang Wang began to feel a little uneasy.

"Did Fang Pengju harm Jiang Wang?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Fang Pengju has always been righteous, how could he do such a thing? It must be a misunderstanding!"

"I don't see it...Senior brother Jiang is not a fool to be fooled by others."

The crowd murmured.

"They're all my brothers, don't talk nonsense!" Du Yehu stared at Jiang Wang with an anxious expression on his face. His instincts were bad, but there was nothing he could do to stop what happened next.

Ling He thought for a while, and persuaded: "Third son, you must have experienced a lot of things and suffered a lot during this period. It's better to settle down first, and the inner court will select students in a few days. This is the relationship. The major events in your life must be treated with caution. The bandits in Xishan have been killed by our joint efforts. If there is any hidden truth in it, you can sort it out slowly. If you have grievances and hatred, our brothers will definitely help you, even if it is If you make trouble to the County Daoyuan and the National Daoyuan, you will not hesitate!

Ke Pengju is the brother we swore together, I believe there must be some misunderstanding. Maybe someone provoked it..."

"Brother." Jiang Wang interrupted him, "When did I say anything out of words? I cherish this brotherhood no less than you. So since I said that today, it means that this is indeed the case."

"Fang Pengju!" Jiang Wang turned his head to look at the young man in brocade clothes, and pointed out, "I hope you can still be so confident after opening this box!"

Only then did everyone notice that there was a big box behind Jiang Wang.

"No matter what happens, I, Fang Pengju, will never hurt my friends!" Fang Pengju was only stunned for a moment, and then said with emotion: "I'll see for myself, what kind of evidence is it that makes the third brother doubt his brother!"

He strode out of the courtyard, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and opened the lid of the box with one sword!

A heavily tied man was exposed inside the box, with a rag stuffed in his mouth. After seeing Fang Pengju, his expression was extremely anxious, and he whimpered desperately.

Du Yehu and Ling He were also silent, they all recognized that Fang Decai was Fang Pengju's close servant.

"That day, your slave sent a post saying that you invited me to drink at Moon Tower. You were not here when I went, and he advised me to drink a few glasses first and try the fine wine you specially sent. The poison in the wine ...It is the separation of yin and yang.

As soon as the poison took hold, bandits broke through the door... I personally suppressed the bandits from West Mountain, but I didn't expect that I was almost killed by a group of remnants in Fenglin City! "

Jiang Wang's voice sounded faintly: "So the first thing I did when I recovered was to find Fang Decai."

Fang Pengju was only silent for a moment, and the next moment he rushed to send his long sword!

"Bastard! My Fang family treats you well. How dare you collude with bandits, forge letters, and harm my third brother!"

The sword was fast and accurate, and blood spattered. Fang Decai twitched violently, whimpered a few times in his throat, and finally remained motionless like a dead dog. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even have time to say a word to defend himself.

"Fang Pengju!" No one present was a fool. Although Du Yehu was rough and bold, it didn't mean he was stupid. His eyes would widen and his anger would surge.

"Second brother." Fang Peng held up his long sword dripping with blood, his face full of shame, "I...was so angry at the moment, I just wanted to kill this bastard to vent my anger for third brother!"

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Wang watched Fang Pengju's performance, and then shook out a piece of paper from his arms, with dense handwriting on it, "Here is Fang Decai's confession and affidavit, do you want Pengju to see it?"

"Boom!"

Fang Pengju discarded the long sword casually, and knelt down, "I don't know what is written on it, I can only say that the Xishan bandits and bandits will kill me. I don't know what price I paid to make this beast so desperate But third brother, you believe in me. I have always been open-minded. How have I ever acted like a villain? No matter what the antecedents of this matter are, my Fang family will definitely give you an explanation. , to wash away the hatred in the third brother's heart!"

A disciple from the outer court also said in the crowd: "Yes, Senior Brother Jiang, you Fenglin Five Heroes are all heroes, and you are the pride of the outer court of my Fenglin City Dao Academy. Don't be provoked by villains!"

"My mother was seriously ill once, and it was brother Fang who generously donated money. I believe he is not such a person."

There are also those who spit on Fang Decai's corpse, "It is not a pity for such evil servants to die, but they also tarnish the reputation of senior brother Fang and the brotherhood of the five heroes of Fenglin. If he is still alive, I can't wait to kill him ten thousand times." cut!"

"You guys don't need to talk too much!" Fang Peng waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion, and took a few steps on his knees to look at Jiang Wang sincerely: "After the third brother disappeared, I led people to search around, and I couldn't cry a few times! My love for the third brother is beyond words. You know, there is a lesson to be learned from heaven and earth! But even though I have a clear conscience, if I didn’t trust Decai, and my third brother trusted me, how could this beast take advantage of it? I am responsible for all the crimes, and I am willing to bear them all!”

"I am willing to pay all the property in my private treasury to repay the pain of the third brother; I am willing to be whipped to make up for the fallacies of false beliefs; I am willing to wander alone and swear to wipe out the remaining evils of Xishan.

"I'm willing to do this, not for compensation. The third brother almost died, and the hatred is hard to pay! It's just our brother, I can't forgive myself!"

"If..." Fang Pengju almost burst into tears at the end, gritted his teeth and said, "If the third brother still hates it, then pick up this long sword and kill me with one sword! Pengju has no complaints!"

All eyes were cast on the blood-stained long sword that threw the ground.

"Brother Fang, you can't do this!"

"I believe it's not your fault, how can a man say death so easily?"

With this situation, the viewers were all moved, and they all voiced their dissuasion.

Even Ling He spoke again after being silent for a while: "Third and fourth, this matter..."

Jiang Wang waved his sleeves and straightened his spine: "Pengju, I have suffered many injuries for you, and you have stood up for me. We five brothers have lived together and died together."

No matter Ling He, Du Yehu or Zhao Rucheng, they were all deeply touched. The blood and tears they experienced together, the days of hard work, the joy they spent together...Only they know it.

How can the friendship of living together and dying together be described in a few words?

"Third Brother..." Fang Pengju lowered his head, tears streaming down his face for a while, and he couldn't make a sound: "Thousands of mistakes, it's all my younger brother's fault, I shouldn't have mistrusted evil servants, it almost caused a catastrophe!"

"But since you said that, Pengju..." I heard Jiang Wang say slowly: "Then third brother, respect is worse than obedience!"

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