The devil is below, I am the master

Chapter 55 Leave

The murderer surrendered himself.

This is something Wen Ran never thought of.

In fact, the current clues basically point to the same person, who has a close relationship with the victim every time, even the person who saw the victim last.

At this time, a large number of students gathered in an open space in front of the Academy's Yushu Pavilion.

The Academy originally planned to take care of it, but seeing that people gathered more and more and couldn't control it, they let it go.

Everyone wanted to see the murderer's true face.

But when Wen Ran saw the murderer's face, he suddenly fell silent. He silently stared at Wu Fan who was held down by the yamen servant and had to bend his waist to walk forward. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Amidst the discussion among the students, Wu Fan walked slowly towards the main entrance of the academy with his arms bound.

His expression was calm and calm, as if it was as simple as going outside the academy again.

But obviously committing a murder case, this way, there is no turning back.

Wen Ran and Bai Zhe stood on the side of the road and watched until Wu Fan was escorted past them.

Wu Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Ran.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Wen Ran didn't know why the other party looked at him suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Fan smiled.

But it was just a face smiling, and there was clearly no real smile in those eyes.

At this moment, Wen Ran even had goosebumps.

He really didn't understand the meaning of the smile.

why is he looking at me?

Why are you smiling at me?

Soon, Wu Fan who was being held was forced to turn his head away.

Only Wen Ran was left with a gradually receding figure from the back.

The masters of the academy began to clear the venue, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

As if realizing something was wrong with Wen Ran's expression, Bai Zhe took advantage of the chaos and said, "Go to Wen Wu first."

Wen Ran didn't wake up until he was reminded, but when he turned around, he froze.

Because Wen Wu was standing behind them.

"Mr. Wenwu..." Wen Ran was taken aback by him.

Wen Wu's complexion became even worse, Wen Ran wondered if he was about to fall when the wind blew, and now he was completely different from the person who hit him first.

"Aren't you looking for me?" Wen Wu suddenly said, "...Come with me."

Wen Wu took them directly to his residence.

Wen Ran has been to this place more than once, and every time I come here, I can't help feeling the depth of the house owner's obsession with calligraphy and painting.

The placement of every item and every furnishing reveals the elegant and unconventional thoughts of the owner.

"Sit." Wen Wu simply left this word and went to the back room alone.

Wen Ran knew that there was that painting in the back room.

In fact, Wen Wu did take that painting.

Originally, I was struggling with how to get Wen Wu to hand over the painting, but I didn't expect him to take it on his own initiative.

"Sir..." Wen Ran started the conversation.

Wen Wu put the scroll on the table, but didn't unfold it, but stroked the position of the scroll with his fingers.

"You are looking for me because of this painting," he said.

After Wen Ran glanced at Bai Zhe, she nodded and said, "Yes."

"How are you going to deal with it?" Wen Wu asked again.

"We're going to take it away." Wen Ran's voice was firm.

Wen Wu is a person who loves painting, Wen Ran has predicted many conditions in his heart, but Wen Wu disrupted them all.

"Okay, this painting is taken away by you."

Wen Ran looked at the other party in surprise, she didn't expect the other party to be so happy.

Wen Wu suddenly chuckled: "You too, take this painting and leave the academy. This is not the place you should come to."

From the first day Wen Ran and the others were admitted to the hospital, Wen Wu had noticed them.

He knew that these two people were not ordinary people, at least they were different from those hard-working students in the academy, but he was blind and couldn't see their true identities, he just had such a feeling.

"How did you get this painting?" Seeing Wen Wu's attitude, Bai Zhe asked directly, no longer pretending to be a student.

Wen Wu: "Someone sent it to me."

"send to you?"

"Yes. I received this scroll and said it was a gift from an old friend, but... I don't have any old friends in this world." These words were full of self-deprecation.

For some reason, Wen Ran looked at Wen Wu calmly talking about the origin of this painting, and felt that his eyebrows were full of vicissitudes.

People who can express this kind of sigh must have experienced many things in the world.

"Why did you bring the students over to see the paintings?" Wen Ran recalled what they were most confused about before.

Wen Wu sighed when he heard the words: "The people I asked to see the painting were either from a family of calligraphers and painters, or they themselves had extremely high attainments in calligraphy and painting. I want to find out the origin of this painting, and I want to know more about the painting. Who is the man, I vaguely feel that this painting may not be that simple."

"But one of the students who came to see the painting died suddenly." Wen Wu's words were full of death.

"One is crazy."

Could this be a coincidence?

Wen Wu suddenly realized that there might be something really wrong with this painting, and he began to think of a way to throw it away.

The road down the mountain was already blocked, so he threw the painting off the cliff at night and mixed it into the mud below the mountain.

He thought he got rid of the painting in this way.

However, the next morning.

The painting is back.

Just lay quietly on his pillow.

It was as if something had been there last night.

It was like a poisonous snake, entwining him endlessly.

"Since you are here." Wen Wu closed his eyes, not knowing what to think, "Then take this painting away."

This is the best way he can think of right now.

——Before more weird things happen in the Academy.

He thought of more than one possibility and its possible consequences.

But no matter what the possibility is, Wen Ran and Bai Zhe need to take the painting away.

"Of course we will take it away." After Wen Ran said that, she got up and went to pick up the painting.

Bai Zhe held down his hand, but got up by himself, and took the painting from Wen Wu.

The picture scroll unfolded "唰", and the man in white in the painting was still playing the piano alone.

Wen Ran looks at the man in the painting, it's really strange, every time I look at this painting, I feel different...

He always felt that something was wrong.

This painting, this academy...

Just as she fell into her own thoughts, Wen Ran was suddenly awakened by something.

When I touched it, it turned out to be a messenger talisman issued by the inner court of the fairy world.

Without opening it, the messenger talisman secretly conveyed the information in it to Wen Ran.

[Quick back to the inner court, quick back!Order of the Queen Mother of the West. 】

The command talisman passed down by the mother of the Queen of the West.

Wen Ran was shocked.

In my impression, the Queen Mother of the West is a very serious and old-fashioned fairy, who is always unsmiling on weekdays, and she lives in a secluded place, and has long been seldom concerned about the affairs of the inner court.

This time the order talisman was sent suddenly, and the tone was so urgent, could something have happened in the inner court?

Seeing that Bai Zhe had put away the scroll, Wen Ran turned around and saluted Wen Wu.

In the human world, there is a saying that one day is a teacher and one is a father for life.

After Wen Ran saluted solemnly: "Sir, thank you for the sunshine these days, let's go."

Before leaving, he returned the books that Wen Wu had lent to him one by one.

Wen Wu was a little dazed.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Wen Ran and Bai Zhe left directly.

When they left, it happened to be sunset.

The sky gradually darkened.

Before leaving, Wen Ran suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute."

Bai Zhe didn't know what he was going to do, but just followed him.

In the end, Wen Ran went back to the dormitory.

The window of the room was half-closed, and through the gap, one could see Wu Fenghua who was sitting by the window reading something at the moment.

Wen Ran looked at the other party's shaking head, and couldn't help laughing.

He gently leaned over and took out something from his body.

The breeze is coming.

One side of the window was blown open by the wind.

Wu Fenghua finally put down the book, he reached out to reach the edge of the window, glanced out of the window by the way, and then a section of red rope slipped past his eyes.

It was a length of red braided rope with a very small bell on it.

Wu Fenghua picked up the seemingly unowned bell and shook it.

Unfortunately it won't ring.

The window was completely shut this time.

There was a smile in Wen Ran's eyes.

It can be regarded as the end of this trip to the academy.

……

The sun is fully down.

The earth ushered in darkness again.

In the night sky above the academy, a large black cloud gathered again, as if it was going to rain again.

The wooden door of Wenwu courtyard was creaked by the wind.

"Wen Wu, an old friend is visiting."

A very gentle voice sounded in his ear.

Wen Wu, who was sitting quietly in front of the table, woke up instantly.

Where did my old friend come from...?

my old friend-

It has been dead for thousands of years.

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