The one Ming Shu was talking to was precisely Yang Wan, whose face had paled.
She remembered that the Host also encountered this plot of being framed. No one acted as her witness and the Host defended herself in vain. At last she was punished to kneel and ponder over her mistakes.
But Ming Shu was very lucky. She had a fight yesterday and changed her clothes. So Yang Wan's testimony was full of loopholes.
"I didn't." Yang Wan was frightened and waved her hands. "I indeed gave you the Dan medicines. If you stole them, just hand them over quickly, Xuan Ji, don't get me involved."
Ming Shu wished she could help her. "But you didn't even describe my clothes right. Is it that you lost your memory, or was I sleepwalking?"
She looked at the servant disciples not far away and asked smilingly, "What I was wearing yesterday, you should remember, right?"
The servant disciples shrank back. They were a little afraid of Ming Shu now.
Elder Hong asked, "What did Xuan Ji wear yesterday?"
Since the deacon elder asked, they had to answer. "A cyan dress. Xuan Ji... brawled yesterday and dirtied the Taoist robe."
Ming Shu looked at Yang Wan. "Next time remember to do enough work before you frame others."
Yang Wan didn't expect that Ming Shu would change her clothes coincidentally, so she changed her excuse in a hurry. "I was wrong, yes, she was wearing a cyan dress."
Ming Shu raised her eyebrows. "Oh? Then tell me about the flowers on my dress?"
"I... I don't remember."
Facing such an obvious change, Elder Hong was not stupid enough to believe it, so he waved his hand. "That's enough, Yang Wan, you come to the Discipline Hall with me, I will figure this out."
"What's the problem here?"
A slightly hoarse voice sounded. A man in a dark blue Taoist robe stood under the wall and was looking this way casually.
He was wearing a half-faced silver mask, in a slightly odd shape, only showing his chin and lips.
His entire body was shrouded in a lazy air. He just leaned against the pillar as if he was really weak.
"Master."
Elder Hong and Elder Xu bowed to salute at the same time, and their attitude was extremely respectful.
The other disciples didn't know this man.
But they followed the two elders and said, "Master."
Ming Shu was not one of them, of course. The man also didn't seem to care that someone didn't salute him, and didn't even look at Ming Shu.
He looked at Elder Hong and asked in a casual tone, "I heard you quarrelling from down the hill, what's this about?"
Elder Hong and Elder Xu didn't know why this master who barely showed up suddenly appeared here. They became a bit nervous.
"Master, it's just a little problem." Elder Hong explained the matter to the man.
"Oh, I see." The man's tone was still casual. The others all wondered what he meant by that.
He put his hand on the mask and seemed to think. Elder Hong and Elder Xu didn't dare to disturb him, so the court suddenly became extremely quiet.
After quite a while, the man lifted his hand. A faint glow started overflowing from his fingertips, and a beam of thin light soared to the sky, disappearing into the clouds with a long, dragging tail.
