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Volume 1 Chapter 351: Hiding the truth

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    "What is it, so light?" The woman took the small cloth bag, weighed it, murmured, and was about to open it.  Wang Songzhi said quickly: "Master, please don't open it yet. Master has told me that this thing cannot be exposed to light and must be opened in the room. Master also specifically told you to open it with the young master." The woman said suspiciously:  "Why is it so mysterious that Cheng'er and I need to open it together?" Wang Songzhi shook his head and said, "I don't know about that, but that's what Master ordered." "Oh, come in then and have a drink first.  "Cha, wait until I see this thing before you go back." The woman opened the door and walked in. Wang Songzhi gently closed the door after entering.  The woman walked into the house, served a cup of tea, asked Wang Songzhi to sit down, called her son, and went to the room to unpack the cloth bag.  This woman's son is similar in shape and weight to Wang Songzhi. He is about ten years old. He has a handsome appearance, but the corners of his eyes are particularly slender. However, his eyes look a little dull when he turns. He is clearly a mentally retarded boy.  .  Wang Songzhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Then he put down the tea cup and heard two "thump, thump" sounds in the room.  Wang Songzhi put down the tea cup, stood up and smiled slightly. Shi Shiran walked into the room and saw the woman and child lying on the ground, unconscious.  Wang Songzhi knelt down, took a look, and said softly: "The effect of this poison is really good." He stood up, picked up the candlestick on the table, and with a strong movement of his hands, the tip of the candlestick pierced the woman's heart.  After letting go of the candlestick, Wang Songzhi pulled the child to the wall and placed him in a semi-sitting position. He took out a knife, cut his own hands and the child's hands, held each other's hands, and closed them gently.  With his eyes, he could see the blood veins on their hands bulging and trembling slightly. It was clear that blood was surging rapidly in the blood veins, which was the blood-passing technique in the Demon Sect's Blood Refining Technique.  Half an hour later, Wang Songzhi opened his eyes and looked at the child. His whole body had turned black and there was no breath left.  Wang Songzhi looked at the child, closed his eyes, raised the knife, and gently cut the corner of his eye, but not a drop of blood flowed out.  When he opened his eyes again, the corners of his eyes had become long and thin, and when he glanced sideways with a smile, he looked particularly enchanting.  At noon the next day, five people suddenly descended from the sky at the small Taoist temple that had been burned into ruins. Three of them were wielding swords and two were riding clouds. They were obviously a group of monks.  The leading monk was riding a green and yellow Dharma cloud at his feet.  After landing, he looked at it silently for a while. The leading man pursed his lips towards the ruins and let out a soft hum.  Several monks with swords behind them immediately rushed into the ruins, showing off their magical powers, and cleared the ruins in a short time.  A monk found a jade box, quickly ran over with it, and said: "Brother Liu, I found a box, please take a look." The leader, Brother Liu, nodded and opened the box in the monk's hand.  In addition to a few pieces of jade and some papers, there was actually a sachet inside.  When he opened the sachet, he saw two streaks of black hair. Brother Liu sighed, threw the sachet back into the box, and began to look through the papers.  He flipped through the pages one by one, picked out a few, read them carefully twice, thought for a moment with his head behind his hands, closed the box, and called several brothers together.  Shaking the paper in his hand, he said: "Junior Brother Zhou and the four of them must have been killed." Everyone was surprised and started talking about it.  "Who? So vicious?" "How could anyone in this world kill Junior Brother Zhou and the others? There are four of them here, Junior Brother Zhou?" Senior Brother Liu coughed, and everyone suddenly fell silent. They turned to the two junior brothers next to them and said:  "You two go into the city and find the address on this note. If there is a woman named Meier and a child named Zhou Lin, bring them here.  "As he spoke, he took out one of the papers and handed it over. The two sword-wielding monks responded: "Yes.  "One of them took the letter, looked at it, put it in his arms, and turned around. Not long after, the two monks entered Dayun City. After asking for directions, they found the house that Wang Songzhi had entered yesterday.  After pushing the door open and entering, they smelled a faint smell of blood. The two brothers looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. They slowly approached the room and kicked open the ajar door of the inner room.  , I saw blood everywhere on the ground, a woman lying on her back in the room, with a candlestick stuck in her chest. Judging from the dried blood, she had obviously been dead for a long time. The two walked around the room and found no one else.  Seeing something suspicious, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and a monk said: "Didn't Senior Brother say that there is a child?  Why didn't you see me?  " Another monk was about to speak when he suddenly heard something coming from under the bed. He waved his hand and a flying sword hung out of the air. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the bottom of the bed and shouted: "Who is it?  come out?  ¡± The voice from under the bed suddenlyLost, the monk pointed his sword, and the flying sword hit the carved wooden bed with a "bang", and the wooden bed immediately fell into pieces.  Under the cracked bed, a ten-year-old child was seen, his white clothes covered in bloodstains and his hair disheveled. He was huddled against the wall and shivering at the head of the bed.  The monk strode over and asked, "Little doll, who are you?" The child didn't speak, but was shivering. His eyes were full of fear and panic. The monk knelt down and asked kindly: "Little baby,  "Don't be afraid, we are here to help you. Tell your uncle, is this your home? Is your name Zhou Lin?" The child looked at the monk, mumbling, and just shook his head.  The monk stood up, sighed, and shook his head: "This woman is dead, and this child seems to have a bad mind. We can't be sure if it is the child that senior brother asked us to find. Fourth senior brother, what should we do?  Huh?" The fourth senior brother looked at the child carefully, waved to the junior brother, and said in a low voice: "Look at the child's eyes, they look very similar to those of Master and Senior Brother Zhou." Junior Brother also looked carefully.  He looked at it and said, "Hey, it's true, it looks quite similar, isn't it?" Suddenly he fell silent and looked at his senior brother.  The senior brother nodded, and said softly: "Let's go out first, and then take a look." The junior brother nodded, and the two quietly exited the room, hiding on the left and right at the door of the room.  After a while, the child in the room crawled to the body, shook the body, and said vaguely: "Mom, get up, don't sleep, Lin'er is very hungry, very hungry."
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