The sparse rain is like silk, the fragrance is overflowing, and the tens of thousands of acres of lotus ponds outside the sparse rain pavilion are churning with green waves in the rain and mist. The water droplets rolling on the lotus leaves refracted the luster like broken gold, the red and white lotus cups stood tall, condensing with pearls, and occasionally koi jumped out of the water, shattering the clouds and skylight. In the distance, the mountains are like eyebrows, with clouds and mist, as if a long scroll of ink is slowly unfolding between heaven and earth.
Li Xiangyi, dressed in red, leaned against the vermilion pavilion pillar in the pavilion, his ink hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his eyes were as calm as a deep pool. His fingertips unconsciously tapped the hilt of the young master's sword, and Lei Yaoyang paced back and forth anxiously, constantly telling the murder case in Lianjing.
Chi Xiaozi sat opposite Li Xiangyi, raised his hand and poured a cup of fragrant tea for the young man: "Looking at the whole world, except for you, only Xiao Zijin's swordsmanship can reach such an unfathomable state."
Lei Yaoyang on the side stopped when he heard this, and sat down. "Xiao Daxia, the second place in the 10,000-person book." Saying that, he pointed to the young man, "Even if you admire Ah Chao, you have to seek truth from facts!"
Chi Xiaozi rolled his eyes at Lei Yaoyang and pushed the tea cup in front of him: "You should drink some tea."
The raindrops slid down the eaves of the pavilion, and the sound of ding dong made the pavilion more and more silent, only Li Xiangyi's red clothes were like fire, in this elegant ink painting, like the strongest cinnabar. He suddenly chuckled, his eyes swept over the continuous lotus pond outside the pavilion, and said lightly: "Purple collar....... "
Presumably, he could never have imagined that the rain pavilion that the three of them had just stayed in during the day would be completely destroyed by someone at night.
This rain pavilion is built next to the Moon Pond, which is one of the most iconic sights in the Lotus Realm. The century-old lotus in the pool was densely connected, and the petals were as white as jade, as if they were carved from mutton fat and white jade. Whenever night falls, the moonlight shines on the surface of the pool, and these lotus flowers are like stars falling into the pool, which is beautiful and intoxicating.
The lotus flowers here are not only numerous, but also bloom continuously throughout the year, making it impossible to find a scenery that can only be enjoyed in the world. The Rain Pavilion happens to be located in the best viewing position of this lotus pond, allowing people to have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of this pond.
However, this pavilion is located inside the mountain gate of the Lotus Gate, and under normal circumstances, only the disciples inside the gate will come here.
The next morning, before the morning mist of the Lotus Realm dissipated, the exclamation by the Qinglian Pool pierced the tranquility.
Several Lotus Sect disciples who were responsible for taking care of the lotus pond froze on the edge of the pool, the wooden spoon in their hands fell to the ground, and the splashing water mixed with the stumps swirled. The pink and white lotus flowers that used to be full of jade pink and white lotus flowers have now become a mess all over the ground - I saw that all the white lotuses in the pond were brutally cut off, and broken petals and broken branches and stems floated on the water. A large piece of lotus leaf was cut off at the waist, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been swept by a fast sword; The white petals were shattered all over the place, and even the lotus stems buried deep in the water were cut off and floated on the water, like layers of broken jade.
Looking closely, the cuts on those stems turned out to be unusually smooth, as if they had been cut by an extremely sharp fast sword. What is even more strange is that on the bluestone slab by the pool, there is actually a three-inch-deep sword mark. This sword mark moved sharply, as if it was left behind in an instant, and at the end, there was also a faint "return", which was obviously done by a master of the sword.
When they arrived, they saw that the pool was already surrounded by disciples of the Lotus Gate, and everyone was talking to each other. Yang Yunzhun squeezed through the crowd and came to the edge of the pool, and saw the shocking sword mark at a glance. "This ......" Yang Yunchun pointed to the sword mark and said with a suspicious face, "Isn't the sword posture of this sword mark the backward sword used by the Xiao Sect Master of the Sigu Sect?" 」
When Mo Qingxuan heard this, his heart moved, he quickly walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and carefully examined the sword mark to see the broken part of the lotus leaf, the cut was neat, as if it was cut by an extremely sharp sword in an instant. Mo Qingxuan stretched out his finger and gently stroked the broken mouth of the lotus leaf, only to feel a cold air coming from his fingertips, obviously the cold air on this sword mark had not yet dissipated - this sword speed was too fast, and the strength was stable, it was by no means something that ordinary swordsmen could do. Looking at the sword marks on the bluestone slab, the three traces were evenly spaced and the angles were tricky, indeed like the handwriting of Xiao Zijin, the master of the Sigu Sect.
"And the murderer is not only fast with a sword, but also has excellent light skills, and he didn't leave any clues." Mo Qingxuan's face became more and more gloomy.
And the sword mark deeply imprinted on the bluestone slab was like an indelible imprint, deeply engraved in everyone's hearts, faintly pointing to the four doors.
The news spread throughout the lotus realm within half a day, like wings.
In the Listening Lotus Pavilion in the west of Lianjing City, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Xiao Zijin's face was full of anger, he suddenly threw the tea cup in his hand out fiercely, only to hear a "bang", the tea cup shattered and fragments splashed everywhere. This sudden move frightened the young disciples present, they knelt on the ground in horror, looking at Xiao Zijin tremblingly, not daring to breathe.
He originally thought that after he killed several people in a row, the Lotus Sect didn't seem to make any major moves except for closing the Lotus Realm. So he calculated that if he had to do a big job tonight, he would make the Lotus Realm restless no matter what, so that the Lotus Sect Establishment Ceremony in a few days would not be held smoothly! Also, the Lotus Sect Master who has not yet appeared! However, before his plan could be implemented, he was inexplicably framed.
Xiao Zijin trembled with anger, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out of anger, as if they were about to burst. He roared angrily: "Who dares to be so bold and blame me!"
Just when everyone was surprised by Xiao Zijin's actions and speculated about his intentions in doing so, something even stranger happened.
There are three disciples of the Lotus Sect who are on duty at night. When they got up in the morning, they suddenly found that the sword on their waist was missing! These three swords are not ordinary weapons, they are all specially made by the Lotus Gate, and the scabbard is engraved with exquisite lotus patterns, which is unique. But now, although the scabbard is still there, the sword body is missing, which is really incredible.
The sword was stolen by the three of them while resting at the Qingfeng Pavilion. When Mo Qingxuan arrived, he saw that there were several traces of sword sharpening on the pavilion pillars: the corner of the pavilion eaves was cut off in unison, and there was actually a fragment of half a lotus sword scabbard embedded in the falling piece of wood - obviously when the murderer stole the sword, he deliberately used the sword to cut off the sheath piece, leaving evidence that "the lotus gate sword was taken away".