MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 988 Suspect

   Chapter 988 Doubt

   "I can't sense it means..."

"The ghosts are equivalent to the eyes and ears of the gods. The gods can know the dynamics of life and death at any time by sensing the state of the ghosts and lings. As long as the ghosts still exist, in theory, this kind of induction will not stop. Ling Luo's face has long since lost the smile. "This sense disappears, or it means that the ghost has entered a place where the rules of life and death can even be isolated, where the power of the gods is completely invalid, or it means..."

   "What does it mean?" Xiaolan felt that her face, like Ling Luo, slowly lost its blood.

   Lingluo frowned and looked at them fixedly, "It means that the ghostly messenger Lingxi is gone."

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  Luo Jiutian looked at the expressions of the others, and suddenly, he thought he had heard it wrong.

   Am I the only one surprised?

   The man's body shuddered heavily, and he simply buried his head between his arms, refusing to make eye contact with others.

   But his reaction said it all.

   "This...what the **** is going on here?" Luo Jiutian finally couldn't help it, "The Qiao Moqin you mentioned is the one I know..."

  Xia Hua looked at the Taoist priest faintly.

   "Since when did you start doubting him?"

   "When Miaozhen was injured?" Li Muyuan asked.

"The fact that Miaozhen was injured adds to my suspicions," the Taoist priest raised his eyes, pretending to look at Luo Jiutian, but in fact staring at Lao Luo who was standing behind Luo Jiutian, "Actually... when Director Ba Liang Shui Luo had an accident, I started to doubt him."

   Luo Jiutian's words suddenly choked in his throat, he stared at the Taoist priest, speechless.

  Lao Luo stood on the spot with a spirit flag in his hand, his back a little hunched.

   "The death of the old dog...helped Qiao Moqin break through the sky..." Xia Hua said silently, "Is it because of this that you suspected him?"

   "But wasn't that an accident?" Li Muyuan said.

   "So I just felt a little bit of doubt at the time and didn't say anything," said the Taoist priest, "but Qiao Moqin was the only one who profited from Lao Luo's death. This is undeniable."

  Luo Jiutian seemed to be drained of all his strength. He threw himself on the bed and looked very suspicious of life. Lao Luo walked over to him and reached out and pressed his shoulder.

   "Then..." The Taoist priest lowered his eyebrows and looked at Miaozhen, who was in a coma, "It's about Miaozhen."

   "Do you think that the person who hurt Miaozhen like this is also Qiao Moqin?" Xia Hua asked, "Miaozhen is an old disciple of Qiao, why did he hurt his own disciple?"

   "In the days before we separated, did you think that Miaozhen was in a strange state?" asked the Taoist priest.

   "Before we separated..." Li Muyuan recalled, "Miaozhen was really not in the state in those days, but that was because the scarred eye under his care disappeared for no reason, and Miaozhen felt guilty for it..."

"No," Xia Hua said firmly, "I know Miaozhen, he will not fall into that kind of meaningless emotional internal struggle, I also feel something wrong with Miaozhen's appearance at that time, he is like... …It's just like……"

   "It's like I know something, but I'm not sure," the Taoist priest said for Xia Hua, "I want to say something, but I can't."

   "Yes! That's the state," Xia Hua said. "Your description is very accurate."

   "Because this is my state these days," the Taoist priest continued, "I suspected at the time that he must have learned something from the disappearance of the scarred eye."

   "He lied to us?" Li Muyuan asked.

   "Miaozhen won't lie." Xia Hua said.

"Miaozhen really didn't lie, and if he lied, he would be able to see it," said the Taoist priest, "so I realized that Miaozhen thought of something through the known clues... Now think about it, How did the scarred eye disappear?"

   "Miaozhen said..." Luo Jiutian finally regained his ability to speak. He stared blankly at the nothingness in the air, and his voice was full of nothingness, "As soon as he wakes up...the scarred eye is gone..."

   "To be exact," said the Taoist priest, "it was that after Miaozhen had cast the spell on the scarred eye, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sleepiness. After he woke up, the scarred eye disappeared silently."

"what do you mean……"

   "Miaozhen at that time should have thought of his master in an instant, that's why he showed such a haunted look," said the Taoist priest.

   "So, Scareye was rescued by Qiao Moqin?" Li Muyuan said.

   "No..." Xia Hua shook her head and said, "Do you remember what Miaozhen said at the time?"

   "What did he say?"

   "He said," said the Taoist priest, "that he felt that the man neither ran away nor hid."

   "I remember," Li Muyuan's face turned slightly blue, "that is to say..."

"That Scar Eye was killed by Qiao Moqin," said the Taoist priest, "Qiao Moqin has reached the imperial sky. During the first battle of Jiutan, he was in Wangluan City, and he could also stop Fuxuan's battle from a distance. It should be one of Yutian's abilities."

   Daoist priest looked at Xia Hua, Xia Hua nodded, "It is not difficult for Yutian to take people's lives thousands of miles away."

"That's right," said the Taoist priest, "the person who killed Scareye must have strong attacking ability on the one hand, and on the other hand, the magic that Miaozhen left on Scareye is not a problem for him, after all. Miaozhen's spells are all inherited from his master, and combining these two points, Miaozhen naturally thinks of Qiao Moqin."

   "This is terrible..." Luo Jiutian muttered to himself.

   "Did you also think of Qiao Moqin then?" Li Muyuan said, "You should have told us."

"What do you ask the Taoist priest to say?" Xia Hua said, "After all, these are all his guesses. With our trust in Laoqiao, even if he said it at the time, we would not doubt Laoqiao, but only him. "

   "Thank you, Patriarch Xiahua for your understanding," the Taoist priest clasped his fists and thanked him, "It was after Miaozhen was injured that I really made sure of my thoughts."

"It's not just you..." Xia Hua sat weakly on the wet bed, and didn't care whether the mount was clean or not, "Actually, after Miaozhen was injured, I also had some doubts, but Lao Luo and I... We have had a relationship with Laoqiao for many years, so... I am also resisting this idea subconsciously..."

   "But you quickly accepted what I said, and you were not surprised," said the Taoist priest, "Maybe Xia Hua's head has already made up his mind, but he just doesn't want to face it."

   "You're right..." Xia Hua murmured, "This is really too difficult to face..."

   "I still don't understand," Luo Jiutian's eyes were red, "Why must Grandpa Qiao hurt Miaozhen? I don't understand..."

   (end of this chapter)