Chapter 89 Unveiling Secrets (2)
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The situation suddenly changed.
Everyone present, except Xue Yan and the little monk Jie Kong, was stunned.
According to Yang Feijie's intelligence, he shouldn't still be unable to understand what those two people were talking about at this point. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been selected as one of the seven disciples under the main seat of the Shenbu Gate at such a young age. But he had been decadent for four years and was no longer the same as before. In a certain sense, intelligence is no different from martial arts and knowledge, all of which can be wasted if not utilized.
So foolish, it must have brought shame to my master and fellow disciples!
With this thought in mind, Yang Feijie suddenly had an inspiration and looked towards the Yuelluan Mountain. "But if you have another helper, you can still perform remote killings even with a disabled leg."
He vaguely remembered that when he first joined the martial arts sect at the age of seven, the senior disciple and the second senior disciple had worked together to solve a similar case.
"Yang Xiaoxia, are you even suspecting that I, Yue Mou, have come?" The words spoken by the disciple of the Divine Capture Sect had a great influence, and Yue Luanshan couldn't believe it. He immediately retorted, "Then, what reason do I have to kill Ayin? She is the servant of my wife, who has been serving her since childhood and followed us all the way from the general's mansion to the Yue family. We have no grudges or disputes..."
"Perhaps, it was because she accidentally saw something she shouldn't have seen that made her a target for elimination," the monk Jiè Kōng mused.
"What shouldn't she have seen?" Qīn'ér asked, raising her watery eyes.
这时，她才发现，她的小念姐姐不知何时不见了，四下翘望了起来。
“比如，岳施主害死岳夫人的全过程。”戒空和尚既是回答了她，也是说给在场众人听。
"The monk does not tell lies!" Yue Luanshan was so angry that he banged the cane on the ground, making a continuous "thump" sound. "What evidence do you have to say that I killed my own wife? At that time, Little Nian and Qin'er were both present, and my knees were...were shot by Lu Shi with a poisoned arrow! I couldn't move a step at all. It was Young Master Shang who helped me back to the room, and I never stepped outside the room again. Xue, my injuries...you personally examined them, right? Where did I have the time, where did I have the energy to commit the crime?"
"Ah, Mr. Yue, how long do you plan on pretending?"
At this moment, Xue Yan's emotions have shifted from furious resentment to a helpless sadness.
"I..."
"Your knee was not actually injured by Mrs. Lu's arrow, otherwise, with the toxicity of the Seven Insects, Seven Flowers, Seven Grass ointment, the poison would have penetrated your bone marrow, and Mr. Yue would have been dead by now." Speaking, Xue Yan walked to Lu Huan's side, took off her hairpin carefully and held it in his hand, and said again, "At that time, the sleeve arrow missed, and you, Mr. Yue, made a fake injury, fooling Xiao Nian and Qin'er. When they helped Mrs. Lu back to the room, it was the opportunity for Young Master Yue to find me to check your injury, and then you returned to your own room and had the chance to kill your own wife. Ah—"
"But my knee clearly..."
Just at that moment, Ren Xiaonian and Shang You returned to the room.
They each held an exquisite rouge box in their hands, with golden peacock patterns on the lid, indicating a valuable worth; the other person carried a net bag of fish and shrimp, dripping wet, as if they had just been caught from the sea. Strangely, the shrimp didn't jump and the fish didn't move, as if they were dead.
Everyone present, except Xue Yan and the little monk Jie Kong, was stunned.
According to Yang Feijie's intelligence, he shouldn't still be unable to understand what those two people were talking about at this point. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been selected as one of the seven disciples under the main seat of the Shenbu Gate at such a young age. But he had been decadent for four years and was no longer the same as before. In a certain sense, intelligence is no different from martial arts and knowledge, all of which can be wasted if not utilized.
So foolish, it must have brought shame to my master and fellow disciples!
With this thought in mind, Yang Feijie suddenly had an inspiration and looked towards the Yuelluan Mountain. "But if you have another helper, you can still perform remote killings even with a disabled leg."
He vaguely remembered that when he first joined the martial arts sect at the age of seven, the senior disciple and the second senior disciple had worked together to solve a similar case.
"Yang Xiaoxia, are you even suspecting that I, Yue Mou, have come?" The words spoken by the disciple of the Divine Capture Sect had a great influence, and Yue Luanshan couldn't believe it. He immediately retorted, "Then, what reason do I have to kill Ayin? She is the servant of my wife, who has been serving her since childhood and followed us all the way from the general's mansion to the Yue family. We have no grudges or disputes..."
"Perhaps, it was because she accidentally saw something she shouldn't have seen that made her a target for elimination," the monk Jiè Kōng mused.
"What shouldn't she have seen?" Qīn'ér asked, raising her watery eyes.
这时，她才发现，她的小念姐姐不知何时不见了，四下翘望了起来。
“比如，岳施主害死岳夫人的全过程。”戒空和尚既是回答了她，也是说给在场众人听。
"The monk does not tell lies!" Yue Luanshan was so angry that he banged the cane on the ground, making a continuous "thump" sound. "What evidence do you have to say that I killed my own wife? At that time, Little Nian and Qin'er were both present, and my knees were...were shot by Lu Shi with a poisoned arrow! I couldn't move a step at all. It was Young Master Shang who helped me back to the room, and I never stepped outside the room again. Xue, my injuries...you personally examined them, right? Where did I have the time, where did I have the energy to commit the crime?"
"Ah, Mr. Yue, how long do you plan on pretending?"
At this moment, Xue Yan's emotions have shifted from furious resentment to a helpless sadness.
"I..."
"Your knee was not actually injured by Mrs. Lu's arrow, otherwise, with the toxicity of the Seven Insects, Seven Flowers, Seven Grass ointment, the poison would have penetrated your bone marrow, and Mr. Yue would have been dead by now." Speaking, Xue Yan walked to Lu Huan's side, took off her hairpin carefully and held it in his hand, and said again, "At that time, the sleeve arrow missed, and you, Mr. Yue, made a fake injury, fooling Xiao Nian and Qin'er. When they helped Mrs. Lu back to the room, it was the opportunity for Young Master Yue to find me to check your injury, and then you returned to your own room and had the chance to kill your own wife. Ah—"
"But my knee clearly..."
Just at that moment, Ren Xiaonian and Shang You returned to the room.
They each held an exquisite rouge box in their hands, with golden peacock patterns on the lid, indicating a valuable worth; the other person carried a net bag of fish and shrimp, dripping wet, as if they had just been caught from the sea. Strangely, the shrimp didn't jump and the fish didn't move, as if they were dead.