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Chapter 122 The White Moonlight Monk Who Criticizes Wolfhounds 23

Shi Qing arrived downstairs at the inn, turned around and said, "Xingchen, you can go back. You don't have to see me off."

Jiang Xingchen hesitated: "Qingqing, I'll go with you, so I can take care of you."

Although we know that Shi Qing has profound spiritual power, the murderer is obviously vicious and cruel, so there is no guarantee that Shi Qing will not suffer.

Shi Qing shook her head and rejected the idea. "I am sure you don't have to accompany me. Besides, Madam Jiang is worried about you taking risks."

Although the Jiang family is on good terms with the Yue family, Mrs. Jiang is a mother after all. No matter how much she loves and cares for Shi Qing, she cannot bear to see her son risk his own life for others.

Jiang Xingchen said righteously: "But now I am grown up, I can decide whether to stay or go. If I want to go, my mother can't stop me!"

Just then, a cold sound interrupted.

“What can’t be stopped when you grow up?” Wu Ji walked over slowly, holding a bag of cakes in his hand.

"Could it be that, Jiang Xingchen, you want to elope with your sister?"

Shi Qing said disapprovingly: "Wu Ji, don't talk nonsense."

"We should leave now. Xingchen, go back and don't make things difficult for me."

After saying that, she gestured to Wu Ji who was watching the fun and left.

"Qingqing!"

Wu Ji squinted at him, smiling: "Mr. Jiang also heard it. Sister asked you to leave. Don't make things difficult for her."

After saying that, he ignored Jiang Xingchen's dark face and followed Shi Qing.

Wu Ji naturally handed over a wrapped pear blossom cake.

"Didn't my sister say she would stay in Bixi for a few days? Why are you leaving today?"

Shi Qing took the pastry from his hand as usual and weighed it in the palm of his hand.

"I thought the maid would have some clues, but she didn't know the murderer."

Wu Ji rolled his eyes, "What do you mean? Didn't my sister's maid see the murderer's appearance?"

He was sure that he had killed everyone who saw him.

However, we cannot rule out the possibility that some fish slip through the net.

I had to try it step by step.

Shi Qing shook her head regretfully, "She was not at the scene at the time and did not see the murderer's face."

Wu Ji still held his breath and asked worriedly, "Is there no other discovery?"

"This is it," Shi Qing pulled out a piece of black rag from her sleeve, "She said she found it at the scene, and she doesn't know if it belongs to the murderer."

Wu Ji took it and took a look.

As they were also black, he couldn't confirm whether they were his clothes.

He also gave Shi Qing, "With just a piece of cloth, sister is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, it is extremely difficult."

Shi Qing put it away carefully and said, "I guess we still need to find Master for help."

Wu Ji looked at her steadily, without any sign of abnormality.

The two walked to the outskirts of Bixi.

Wu Ji held the sword in one hand, dangling the bag of peach blossom pastries between his fingertips, and humming an unknown tune happily.

His high ponytail fluttered freely behind him. Suddenly, he said in surprise, "Sister, wait a minute."

He quickly climbed up to a fruit tree, and in a moment, jumped down with a bunch of red apples in his clothes.

After picking and choosing, she picked out the most beautiful and colorful fruit and handed it to Shi Qing: "Sister, here!"

Shi Qing glanced at it calmly and said, "Dirty."

Wu Ji was slightly startled, then suddenly realized: "Yes. Sister, wait a minute, I'll go wash up."

He looked around, tied up the apples in his pocket, ran quickly to a stream, squatted down, and washed his hands carefully.

The sun was shining and the river water was crystal clear, clearly reflecting the smile on his face.

The breeze blew, the waves sparkled, and a tall figure appeared on the water.

He shook it, stood up, and handed the apple to her with a smile: "Sister, it's washed!"

The boy's bright red lips curled up, outlining his handsome face. His pair of fox eyes with excellent arcs were curved, filled with the light of the river, like a pool of spring water, rippling with layers of ripples.

Shi Qingsu stretched out her hand.

Wu Ji handed it over joyfully, and when their hands touched, the freshly washed apple suddenly fell to the ground and rolled into the mud.

Wu Ji was surprised for a moment, held the remaining apples in one hand, and bent down, "It's okay, I'll wash them again for you."

There was a flash of white light at the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, his fingertips froze when they touched the apple, the smile on his face faded a little, and he stood up straight.

He held the dusty apple in his hand, and looked at the Fuxue Sword against his neck with his silver-gray eyes, and said in surprise:

"What are you doing, sister?"

Shi Qing held the sword in one hand, his body straight, his brows and eyes frosty: "Wu Ji, is it interesting?"

Wu Ji let go of the apple in his hand, and it fell to the ground. He wiped the apple in his hand with his clothes without caring.

He handed it to her again, “Sister, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

"Are you the one who killed my whole family?"

Shi Qing questioned in a cold voice, and his men exerted some force. The snow-white sword tip quickly penetrated, oozing out bright red blood.

Wu Ji seemed to feel no pain at all, still holding the apple in his hand with an innocent look.

"Sister, you misunderstood. How could I be the murderer..."

Shi Qing's eyes flashed with disgust. She slapped the fruit out of the boy's hand and said sternly:

"You are still acting even now! The Scarlet Sky Sword in your hand has caused the deaths of more than a dozen people in my Yue Family!"

Wu Ji lowered his eyebrows, his eyes following the bright red apple around and around.

He looked at Shi Qing, and the smile on his lips completely disappeared.

"Sister finally found out. If I had known, I shouldn't have pretended to be sick and stayed in Bixi."

He looked regretful and carefully analyzed his mistakes.

Shi Qing frowned. Although the sun was shining brightly, she felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. A chill from the soles of her feet swept through her whole body.

She gritted her teeth and said, "From the beginning, you deliberately approached me, right?"

Wu Ji casually admitted, "Yes."

Shi Qing took a deep breath, the hatred in his eyes was as real as substance.

"Wu Ji, you really are..."

She hesitated for a long time, but ultimately failed to utter that vicious word.

Wu Ji's eyes flashed, and he took half a step forward, the sword blade at his neck going deeper.

He paused and sneered.

"Sister, you don't know anything, so how can you blame me? Why do you think your blood can suppress evil spirits? Do you think your Yue family is innocent?"

"As early as four years ago, I arrived at the extremely cold land. I endured the cold and hunger there, using my spiritual power to stimulate the birth of the thousand-year-old snow lotus every day. I worked hard to cultivate it and waited for a whole year! In the end, your Yue family, your father, Yue Mingfeng! He snatched it away directly!"

He sneered, his silver-gray eyes full of hatred.

"Not only did they steal Xuelian, they even took advantage of my weakness and tried to kill me."

"Tell me, shouldn't I hate and take revenge?"

His questions became louder and louder, and his emotions became more and more agitated.

He ignored the sword at his neck and stepped closer to Shi Qing, his voice filled with deep anger.

"Sister, if it were you, what would you do?"

Shi Qing was deeply shocked that her beloved father had snatched away the thousand-year-old snow lotus that was used to treat Wu Ji.

The hand holding the sword trembled constantly, her jaw was tense, and she bit her lower lip tightly. "If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being rude."

Wu Ji raised his head, stared at her with his dark eyes, stepped forward, and asked again: "Sister, if it were you, what would you do?"