Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 31

Song Miaomiao shook her head desperately, tears streaming down like a thread. No, it couldn’t be him. He wouldn’t die!

Yuan Diening wept bitterly next to Yuan Buluo’s body, questioning, “Who killed my father?”

A kneeling disciple cupped his hands and said, “Senior Brother Fang, tell everyone how the traitor Ling Qianyi killed Master and Brother Song.”

The other disciples echoed, “That’s right, Senior Brother Fang. Master praised Ling Qianyi so much; how could he do such a rebellious thing?”

Senior Brother Fang sighed, tears welling in his eyes, “Junior Brothers, at that time, I was sent by Master to lead the attack from the back of Liulin Mountain. The Master, Ling Qianyi, and Junior Brother Song were in the army. I don’t know the specific situation. Junior Brother Xu Lin has been serving Master around; please come and explain clearly to everyone.”

A man with a square face was kneeling in the hall. Hearing it, he stood up and wiped the tears from his face, saying, “Brothers, I have been in charge of serving Master. Ling Qianyi went to the Demon Sect to gather inside information about them. The Master had been with Ling Qianyi during that time.”

“On the 17th day of this month, the Master sent Senior Brother Fang to lead the battle before dawn. He and Ling Qianyi were in charge of the rear, and Senior Brother Song was in charge of the left rear support. As soon as I reached the stairs, I met Ling Qianyi. He said that he happened to be going to the Master’s place, so he helped me deliver the tea. After all, he is a disciple who is very important to the Master.”

“I watched him serve tea and go upstairs. At this time, Senior Brother Song also came. He greeted me and said that he was going to report to the Master immediately, and he would go to support Senior Brother Fang in half an hour. I saw him off. Senior Brother Song went upstairs and went to prepare some refreshments for the Master. After a while, when I arrived at the Master’s room, I found that both the Master and Senior Brother Song had… already…”

Xu Lin continued, “After inspection by our senior brothers, both Master and Senior Brother Song died of poisoning, and the poison was put in the tea.”

Yuan Diening hugged Yuan Buluo’s body and shouted, “Nonsense, you can also be the one who poisoned them. How can you prove that it was Brother Ling who killed Father and Brother Song?”

Xu Lin hastily explained, “I lifted up the fallen Master, and I found him holding a blood-stained book tightly in his hand.” He took out the book and presented it to Yuan Diening, saying “It read: Ling Qianyi is a traitor from the Demon Sect.”

Senior Brother Fang’s left leg seemed to be a little stiff, and he walked to Yuan Diening’s side with somewhat unnatural steps, crying, “Junior Sister Yuan, you are Master’s biological daughter. Is this the Master’s handwriting?”

Yuan Diening was completely disheartened, saying, “It’s true that it’s Father’s handwriting.”

Everyone cursed angrily, accusing Ling Qianyi of being ungrateful.

“Could Ling Qianyi have colluded with the Demon Sect long ago? This trip, the disciples led by Senior Brother Fang suffered heavy losses.”

“But the Demon Sect also suffered heavy losses.”

“That was Senior Brother Fang’s desperate fight. Coupled with the fact that Senior Brother Wang Rui insisted on leading personnel to support Senior Brother Fang after Senior Brother Song’s death, this was a serious setback to the Demon Sect.”

“…”

Song Miaomiao looked at Xu Lin coldly. He was the most suspicious and witnessed the whole process. But what motive did he have for committing the crime? He didn’t benefit from it. Senior Brother Fang had already been sent to lead the battle, and obviously had an alibi. This senior brother Wang Rui was the second suspect. He took the lead of his elder brother to attack the Demon Sect and made meritorious deeds, so he had a motive. If he chose to kill her brother, he would not commit crimes under Yuan Buluo’s nose. Song Miaomiao secretly made up her mind that no matter who it was, she must find him out.

Song Miaomiao: [System Oppa, do you know who the murderer is]

System Oppa: [I don’t know.]

Song Miaomiao: [Why? Are you not a system?]

System Oppa: [The system only knows the content of the chapters written and published by the author, and your novel did not explain related matters.]

Song Miaomiao: […]

Seven days after their death, Yuan Buluo and Song Chaowang were buried.

Master Fang, Wang Rui, and Yuan Diening were nominated by everyone to act as heads and temporarily handle matters within the sect.

Song Miaomiao had been paying close attention to the movements of Xu Lin and Wang Rui, but all her efforts were in vain.

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One night a month later, Song Miaomiao was alone in the hut practicing calligraphy on the copybook left by her brother. Suddenly, the window was blown open by the night wind, and the cold breeze hit her. Song Miaomiao tightened her collar and went to close the window. After securing the window, a figure suddenly appeared in the room, “Miaomiao!”

Ling Qianyi!

The voice of System Oppa sounded again, [Warning: The plot is deviating from the content of the published chapter.]

Ling Qianyi’s hair was slightly disheveled, dusty, and his clothes and shoes were covered with mud. “Miaomiao.”

Song Miaomiao, speaking to the system, asked, [Have we deviated from the plot? How?]

System Oppa replied, [The male lead did not leave the Wanshan Sect according to the published chapters and was not rescued by the Demon Princess.]

Seeing that Song Miaomiao ignored him and her eyes were empty, Ling Qianyi took two steps forward and grabbed Song Miaomiao’s arm. “Miaomiao, do you not believe me?”

Song Miaomiao winced as he held her arm. She raised her head and stared blankly at Ling Qianyi. There were still a few strands of hay in his hair, mud on his face, and heavy dark circles under his eyes. He should have had no time to rest. He didn’t stay with the Demon Princess as per the chapter she published. What should she do?

Ling Qianyi looked earnestly at her. “Miaomiao, I didn’t hurt Senior Brother Song, nor did I hurt the Master. I don’t know why all the blame is directed at me now.”

“Listen to me, that day, I sent tea to the Master’s room, and Senior Brother Song also came. After I poured tea for the two of them, they suddenly fell to the ground and couldn’t get up. While I was there, a man in black suddenly flew down from the beam of the house and stabbed my left shoulder with a sword. There was poison on the sword. His martial arts were not inferior to mine, and I was injured. I had no choice but to escape.”

“I was injured and accidentally fell into the river. The river was cool. Fortunately, the water washed my wound and diluted the poison. When I woke up, I was stranded on the shore. Although most of the poison was gone from the wound, the remaining poison was still there. I still didn’t have much strength, so I found a cave to recuperate. I couldn’t move around until a few days ago. Then I rushed back to the Wanshan Sect, only to see an overwhelming crowd of people trying to capture me. Everyone regarded me as a spy who killed his master and fellow disciples.”

It turns out that the problem lied with the man in black.