C12

Lu Xiaoyang rushed to Sun Xiaoxiao's pub. He was just about to tell her some bad news when he saw the teary Sun Xiaoxiao sitting at the tavern entrance. His heart skipped a beat and he tentatively asked, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Sun Xiaoxiao ignored Lu Xiaoyang and continued to wipe away her tears.

Seeing Sun Xiaoxiao ignoring him, Lu Xiaoyang felt uneasy. He quickly stuck his head into the tavern to look around, looking for the familiar figure as he shouted anxiously, "Ye, run! Chang Huan is dead in jail!"

Lu Xiaoyang's heart sank to the bottom after not seeing Li Ye for a long time.

Lu Xiaoyang turned around to look at the crouching Sun Xiaoxiao with a gloomy face. Although Lu Xiaoyang knew that Li Ye would most likely be caught, there was still a voice in his heart telling him that it was impossible.

Lu Xiaoyang patted Sun Xiaoxiao on the shoulder. Sun Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Xiaoyang with a blank and lifeless expression. Looking at Sun Xiaoxiao's red eyes, Lu Xiaoyang's heart sank to the bottom of his heart. Seeing Sun Xiaoxiao's red eyes, Lu Xiaoyang also knew the whereabouts of Li Ye.

The wind was still blowing hard, causing the wine flags in front of the tavern to whistle. Lu Xiaoyang's heart turned cold from the wind.

"Xiaoxiao, tell me where Ye Zi went." Lu Xiaoyang already knew the outcome, but he still didn't believe it. How could that smiling Ye Zi have ended up in jail? He kept asking Xiaoxiao about it, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Sun Xiaoxiao pointed in the direction of the prison and said in a hoarse voice, "Ye Zi has been captured."

When Lu Xiaoyang heard the news, he immediately fell to the ground, paralyzed. Remembering the smiling teenager, Lu Xiaoyang could not believe that Li Ye would kill him. He knew that Li Ye would not kill him no matter what.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyang immediately stood up. He excitedly said to Sun Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, do you believe that Ye Xiu killed the person?"

Sun Xiaoxiao had also regained her vitality. Her voice was still hoarse as she replied, "Ye Zi had clearly only sustained some superficial wounds. How could Chang Huan die from internal injuries?"

Lu Xiaoyang asked slowly, one question after another, "Ye Zi only caused superficial wounds, Chang Huan died of internal injuries, Chang Huan died in prison, and only one person in Xishui could do anything in prison. Besides, Sun Xiaoxiao and Li Ye have recently offended him."

One question after another, no matter how foolish Sun Xiaoxiao was, she knew that only one person could cause Chang Huan's death.

Shen Family's Master Shen!

Sun Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. After all, she knew who was plotting against Li Ye, but when she thought carefully, she let out a sigh.

Lu Xiaoyang saw the disappointment in Sun Xiaoxiao's eyes and encouraged her. "Don't be discouraged. We have clues that Ye Zi is not the culprit. Even if we don't bring down Master Shen, Ye Zi will still be safe."

Sun Xiaoxiao nodded and reignited Qian Jin. Lu Xiaoyang saw that Sun Xiaoxiao reignited Qian Jin and smiled in satisfaction. However, he couldn't help smiling wryly as he thought about how to find the clues. "I'll have to rely on it again."

Lu Xiaoyang glanced at the extremely upset Sun Xiaoxiao and comforted her with a smile, "You can rest assured that I will definitely bring Ye-zi back safely."

With that, Lu Xiaoyang hurriedly ran away, leaving Sun Xiaoxiao behind.

In a dilapidated yard on the west side of the city, there were holes in the walls and weeds on the east side. The house was in ruins and it was drizzling outside when it was raining.

However, after a smelly Daoist came here, he gradually became a smelly Daoist's private house.

Lu Xiaoyang hastily ran to his shitty house and rummaged through the broken things inside.

Lu Xiaoyang found a dusty box in the corner after rummaging for a while. Lu Xiaoyang blew the dust off the box and coughed.

He placed the box on the lame table and carefully opened it. There was nothing valuable inside the box, including a sword, a white robe, and a cloth. Lu Xiaoyang looked at the sword in front of him with a gentle expression. His fingers caressed the sword and his eyes were filled with memories.

"Master, when can I leave the mountain?" a tender voice asked.

The middle-aged Daoist smiled as he looked at his disciple. He gently stroked his disciple's head and gently said, "When you know the sword, you can go down the mountain."

"You can leave, I'll just pretend I don't have a disciple like you."

His words were like a clap of thunder, clearing Lu Xiaoyang's mind. He gently took out his sword and clothes and put them on.

The broken door was still creaking, as if it was expressing its dissatisfaction with its master for not being able to fix it. Who knew that its owner had already completely changed?

Her messy hair was tied up into a bun, and she gently put on her hair bun. The smelly Daoist attire on her body was tossed to the side, and she wore a white daoist robe. On her back, there was a three feet long green snake.

Lu Xiaoyang used some clear water to clean the filth off his face. After dressing himself, he stepped out of the door.

His appearance made people's eyes light up. They couldn't help but praise the handsome youth that was even whiter than snow.

Lu Xiaoyang carried his sword and headed straight for the West Water Yamen. He looked at the gatekeeper and said in a clear voice, "The 23rd generation disciple, Lu Yunhao, is currently wandering around. I hope the county magistrate can receive him."

The bailiff didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly ran to the back to inform the county magistrate.

After a while, the fat county magistrate rushed to the yamen's door and politely invited Lu Xiaoyang into the yamen. After Lu Xiaoyang sat down, he poured Lu Xiaoyang a cup of tea and said in a flattering tone, "I wonder why Immortal Wu Dang is here."

Lu Xiaoyang put down the tea in his hand and stood up to look at the county magistrate. He whispered in his ear, "Master, I know that a human life has been taken in your county. I want to see the corpse."

The county magistrate also knew that this Daoist priest before him wasn't wandering around, but had intentionally come to knock on the door.

He revealed a troubled expression. On one hand, it was Master Shen. On the other hand, it was Immortal Wudang. It was truly a difficult choice to make.

Lu Xiaoyang purposely revealed his identity token when he saw the magistrate's troubled expression. Two large golden characters were written on the token, 'Of course'. The magistrate was slightly flustered when he saw this.

Gritting his teeth, he agreed to take Lu Xiaoyang to see the corpse. The Grand Master hastily ran over from behind, handing over a silk bag to the County Magistrate. He then approached the Magistrate and started whispering in his ear.

When the magistrate heard this, his face turned white. He dared not say that he had brought Lu Xiaoyang to see Chang Huan's corpse. He only handed Lu Xiaoyang a brocade sack and said helplessly, "Because there are no family members to claim. Also, Master Shen especially admires immortals like you, and specifically asked me to pass this embroidered bag to you. "

Lu Xiaoyang's expression was a little ugly, but he had no choice but to give up. He took the bag and thanked Lu Xiaoyang and left the yamen gloomily. The magistrate wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and watched Lu Xiaoyang leave.

Seeing Lu Xiaoyang's back disappearing, the magistrate spat on the ground. It was unknown whether he spat on this Immortal Wu Dang or on Shen Jian, who was ordering him around like a dog.