The night is dark and everything is silent.

The Black and White Temple bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the day and became extremely calm.

But in this calm, there were turbulent undercurrents, one by one, the disciples who were patrolling at night were hiding in the dark, staring at all the suspicious people with wide eyes.

The poisoning incident a few days ago made everyone nervous. The number of people inspected at night doubled, especially the warehouse was protected by multiple formations, for fear of being poisoned again.

But this time, the warehouse is no longer the one who suffers.

"It's a fire! The Supervision Hall is on fire!"

Accompanied by a fire, it was the shouts of countless disciples.

The fire rose very quickly, and in a very short moment, the entire palace was filled with an instant.

At this moment, an angry hum suddenly came from the sky, followed by a big hand that poured the sky in the air.

With this hand pressed, the flames disappeared, but the beam of the Supervision Hall was smashed by this palm and collapsed, turning into ruins.

The next moment, a person appeared in front of the ruins of the Supervision Hall, which was Yue Xinchan.

Yue Xinchan stood with his hands behind his back, and was not angry and threatened: "Where is Fu Dongliu?"

"I'm here!"

As a black light flew over, Fu Dongliu had already arrived. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as Yue Xinchan.

The black light had not yet condensed and formed, and Yue Xinchan had grabbed it. The black light jumped in his hand, barely squeezed out Fu Dongliu's face: "The head of the hall, subordinate..."

"Your lair was burned." Yue Xinchan said sinisterly: "The poisoning has not been resolved yet, and such a thing happened again. What are your supervisors' faces me?"

"Dragon head is angry!" Fu Dongliu shouted: "I have found some of my eyes."

Yue Xinchan relaxed his hand, and the black light fell, turning into Fu Dongliu himself.

He knelt in front of Yue Xinchan. This time he did not dare to hide it and told him what had happened before.

Yue Xinchan was so angry that he slapped Fu Dongliu in the face: "Damn it, how dare you hide it and not report it!"

"I know my mistake!"

"Where is Luo Qiuzhen?"

"Subordinate is here."

Yue Xinchan said, "What do you think about this?"

Luo Qiuzhen knelt down and replied: "When he returned to the head of the hall, his disciples suspected that this matter was related to the Mupu Sect."

"reason."

"A person who acts in secret is good at wood-type magic. In addition, the one he uses to sneak into the warehouse should also be some kind of small puppet. As we all know, the Wood Puppet Sect is best at wood-type and control puppets, and has been incompatible with the Divine Palace for a long time. The disciples suspect that it was the people of the Wood Puppet Sect who sneaked into the destruction secretly."

Yue Xinchan nodded repeatedly when he heard this. The Black and White Divine Palace and the Wood Puppet Sect have never been able to deal with each other, and it is even more common for the two factions to arrange each other in detail.

Luo Qiuzhen's statement makes a lot of sense.

But what he wanted was not a rough idea, and he said directly: "Find out the person."

Luo Qiuzhen said: "There is already a general scope."

"Oh? Say it."

Luo Qiuzhen said: "This time, the other party's purpose should be to burn the file and prevent me from chasing him. This also means that the target is likely to be in the previous suspect."

"But the file has been burned now."

Luo Qiuzhen replied: "The file was burned, but the 126 suspects were still in the minds of his subordinates and could not be stolen."

"Hmm? Have you remembered it all?" Yue Xinchan was slightly surprised.

Even monks find it difficult to remember everything. Luo Qiuzhen only checked the file for a few days and actually recorded all the suspected targets.

Luo Qiuzhen said, "Yes, I have all the disciples recorded."

Yue Xinchan looked at Luo Qiuzhen with satisfaction, then looked at Fu Dongliu, and his face sank: "You are a good assistant, but you are too stupid. Give you three days to find out the real murderer!"

As he said that, he left.

Fu Dongliu was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed by Yue Xinchan that he was not grateful to Luo Qiuzhen. Instead, he felt a little malicious in his eyes when he looked at him.

Seeing him like this, Luo Qiuzhen knew that he had been jealous of Fu Dongliu, but his face remained silent.

Looking at this scene from afar, Ning Ye smiled slightly.

Unlike before, he watched the show himself this time. In this era, there is no condition for people to retreat during the trial of the case, so whenever something happens, everyone will rush forward. Since the incident involves Yue Xinchan, Ning Ye cannot see through the Kunlun Mirror, so he can only come here in person. Fortunately, Fu Dongliu did not go crazy again and arrested everyone again. After all, most of the people came to put out the fire, although they actually did nothing.

The harvest was pretty good, but I didn't expect Luo Qiuzhen to think that it was done by the Mu Kuang Sect, which was a good thing. Another additional gain was that Fu Dongliu was actually jealous of Luo Qiuzhen, which was very good. Luo Qiuzhen was meticulous and difficult to deal with, and it was very likely that it would become a stumbling block for Ning Ye's future plan, but now it seems that he may not need to take action by himself to deal with him.

At this moment, as everyone retreated, Fu Dongliu looked at the dilapidated supervisory hall and said, "Xijiang, find some people to rebuild the supervisory hall, and give you two days."

The disciple named Xijiang hurriedly agreed, Fu Dongliu left, and Xijiang said loudly: "The supervision hall is rebuilt. Those who have good civil engineering methods can come and register. It will be completed within two days, and the reward will vary depending on the contribution!"

Ning Ye had already passed by: "Disciple is willing to join."

"You know the art of civil engineering?"

"Disciple won't."

"Then why are you joining in the fun?"

"But the disciples can use the art of talismans."

Using the Talismanship to perform the art of civil and wood? This is cost-effective.

Xijiang looked at Ning Ye in surprise, and Ning Ye said, "I was a person who was poisoned before and his health has not been cured yet. This fire in the Supervision Hall was mostly caused by the poisoned person. The disciple was so distressed that he was a human being, and he just wanted to do his best to make up for the shortcomings, and he no longer had the intention to care about capital."

"So that's the case, then, I'll count you." Xijiang understood Ning Ye's thoughts a little.

Sometimes doing things is not necessarily for the sake of profit, but more emotionally driven.

Because they are all cultivators, everyone was very fast, and they cleaned up all the ruins overnight. Some disciples used the technique of transporting and moving, transporting giant trees, building houses, and some disciples set up formations to consolidate the hall and defending the surrounding areas.

Because Ning Ye is good at talismans, he can participate in anything. Although he is sick and weak, he does his best to attract the favor of all the disciples of the Supervision Council.

No one noticed that as Ning Ye went, there would always be some blue stars falling into the foundation, hall pillars, beams, and tiles, and quickly disappeared.

Two days later, the supervision hall was rebuilt.

Supervision Hall.

Fu Dongliu sat on his head with a gloomy face: "Tomorrow is the third day. Have you not gained anything yet?"

There are hundreds of goals, and so many goals means there is no one.

Especially many of them still have masters, and if they make mistakes, they will offend a large number of people.

But Yue Xinchan’s mission must be completed!

A group of people were silent, and no one dared to answer.

Fu Dongliu's eyes had already fallen on Luo Qiuzhen: "Qiuzhen, what about you? What have you gained?"

Luo Qiuzhen looked calm: "The subordinate already has a target of doubt."

"explain."

Luo Qiuzhen took out a file he made and put it on the case: "This person is named Wang Sen, a native of Tianzhou. He is good at wood-type magic, proficient in Qihuang, and has also learned the method of stealth and hiding. Now it is the middle stage of Zangxiang, and the basic mental method has reached the sixth level. Eighty days ago, he had been to Huaiyin Mountain. His whereabouts were mysterious. After coming out, his strength suddenly increased. Some people suspected that he had an adventure in the mountains."

"Tianzhou?" Fu Dongliu's eyes narrowed: "Where is the Mupu Sect?"

“That’s right.”

"Why did I come to my Black and White God Palace?"

"According to his words, Mu Kuang Sect killed his family to avenge him."

Fu Dongliu: "But it may also be the illusion made by Mu Kuang Sect on purpose, a detailed work sent by him?"

“That’s right.”

"Can there be a teacher?"

"No, ordinary outer disciple."

“Is there any evidence?”

Luo Qiuzhen shook his head gently.

Looking at Luo Qiuzhen's face, Fu Dongliu suddenly understood something.

After thinking about it, he said, "If you look it up carefully, you will always find evidence, right? You must give the head of the hall a satisfactory explanation before tomorrow night."
Chapter completed!