Bang!
The foreign sniper didn't believe it and fired another shot at Wan Yunting, but he dodged it with ease.
"What's that sound?"
The deafening sound of the sniper rifle shattered the tranquility of Wudang Mountain's night. Disciples at the foot of the main peak could clearly hear the gunshots coming from Chunmu Mountain. Many disciples rushed out, holding flashlights and gazing in the direction of Chunmu Mountain. Some disciples shouted, "Is that mischievous fellow setting off firecrackers on the mountain?"
"That sound doesn't seem like firecrackers, does it?"
"I don't know, I feel like it's gunshots, just like in the movies!"
"Impossible, how can there be gunshots here?"
The disciples of the Wudang Sect were full of confusion. At this moment, the senior and second senior brothers from the Sect Leader's residence also rushed out. Sect Leader Zhong Yulong also came out. His brow furrowed. With his attainment as a Grandmaster of martial arts, his senses surpassed those of ordinary people. He could clearly hear three gunshots coming from Chunmu Peak. Although when the first shot rang out, Zhong Yulong thought it was a disciple setting off firecrackers, he no longer thought so after the second shot.
"What's going on?"
Xian Yun, the senior brother, looked at the disciples gathered at the entrance. They all shook their heads, "We don't know, Senior Brother..."
"Second Senior Brother, hurry and take everyone to see," Xu Yuxin said.
"Alright."
Xiu Qi nodded, waved his hand, and called a group of disciples to run quickly towards Chunmu Peak...
On the main peak opposite Chunmu Peak, Wan Yunting's sharp eyes flickered with a faint green light, like a pair of snake eyes, staring at Chunmu Peak in the distance. He saw the figure holding the sniper rifle, after missing him with the third shot, immediately hugged the gun and ran down the mountain, disappearing. After confirming the surroundings were safe, Wan Yunting walked out from the stone wall. He looked down at the fresh blood and chunks of white brain matter on his chest. Wan Yunting's brows furrowed, and his face turned extremely grim. He knew that the person behind the instigation of Tan Zhiyuan was trying to silence him by killing him!
"Ou...!"
At this moment, Tan Zhiyuan uttered his last word before being shot in the head. Wan Yunting's eyes were sinister and cold. His first thought was Ouyang Liqun!
However, Wan Yunting could not be so arbitrarily certain, as Tan Zhiyuan had only said "Ou," which might not even be the surname Ouyang!
Thinking of something, Wan Yunting immediately squatted down and looked at Tan Zhiyuan, who had been shot in the head and died tragically. He searched his body and found a mobile phone and a wallet, along with a few other items...
He slid open the phone screen and used Tan Zhiyuan's increasingly cold left hand to unlock the fingerprint screen. He began to check his recent call log, and a number without a name appeared in the first position!
Their call time was around 4 PM. Wan Yunting's heart stirred, and he immediately dialed the number. But to his disappointment, the number displayed as invalid.
Wan Yunting sighed in disappointment and put down the phone, looking at Tan Zhiyuan's corpse, which had been shot in the head. He wondered what conditions the person who instigated him had offered to make him do this...
"Ah...!"
Suddenly, a scream came from behind. It was Duan Yingying, who had come to find Wan Yunting. Upon seeing the tragic scene of Tan Zhiyuan being shot in the head, she screamed in terror, her face filled with fright. Wan Yunting stood up and looked at her. Duan Yingying saw the blood all over him and was immediately startled, backing away in panic, trembling, "You... don't come over here..."
"Be careful, don't fall..."
Seeing Duan Yingying backing away in fright, with steps behind her, Wan Yunting was worried she would fall. He stepped forward to grab her arm, but Duan Yingying frantically batted him away and screamed, "Ah, don't touch me..."
Wan Yunting was speechless. He pulled her to a safe place before letting go and said, "Alright, I didn't kill him. What are you so scared of?"
Duan Yingying moved to a corner and glanced at Tan Zhiyuan's body on the ground. Frightened, she quickly shifted her gaze to Wan Yunting, pointing at the bloodstains on his chest, "There were only the two of you here. If you didn't kill him, did a ghost do it?"
Wan Yunting waved his hand, too lazy to argue with her. He said, "Hurry down and call someone to come up. It's best if they call the police to arrest me."
Duan Yingying, who had calmed down a bit, looked at Wan Yunting with a strange expression and asked tentatively, "It really wasn't you?"
"Nonsense, why would I kill Senior Brother Tan?"
Wan Yunting glanced at her, then frowned and squatted down again to search Tan Zhiyuan's body, saying, "Hurry down and call someone."
"Oh..."
Duan Yingying finally reacted and ran down in a panic to call for people...
Wan Yunting couldn't find any useful clues on Tan Zhiyuan, which made him frown. He stood up, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and took a puff, looking at Tan Zhiyuan's body on the ground, which was getting colder. He didn't know what to say about him.
"Senior Brother Tan...!"
Qin Yuan, Yang Xuan, Huo Fei, and others led a group of disciples running up. Upon seeing Tan Zhiyuan lying on the ground, his head blown open and his appearance unrecognizable, everyone's faces turned pale. Some felt their stomachs churning and turned to squat down and vomit...
"Wan Yunting, what, what is going on here?"
Qin Yuan's face was pale, his eyes wide open, staring at Wan Yunting, who was leaning against the stone railing, frowning and smoking. He pointed at Tan Zhiyuan's corpse, "You must give us a reasonable explanation!"
The disciples behind Qin Yuan, each holding a sword and a saber, all stared vigilantly at Wan Yunting. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it to extinguish it, and turned to Qin Yuan and the others, saying, "Didn't you hear three gunshots just now? Senior Brother Tan was shot in the head!"
Qin Yuan, Yang Xuan, and Huo Fei were stunned. Looking at Tan Zhiyuan's blown-open head and bloody, mangled brain, such a tragic sight, it didn't seem like it was done by a human. Combined with the three gunshots that had sounded from Chunmu Peak earlier, it could now be proven that they were not firecrackers.
"Senior Brother..."
Yao Xin and Xiao Chuanzi pushed through the crowd and came in. Upon seeing Tan Zhiyuan's corpse, the junior and senior siblings were also shocked. Xiao Chuanzi's eyes were filled with terror, and he trembled all over...
"Hurry and call the police to come up the mountain. I'll be here and not leave. Don't move the body. Wait for the police to arrive."
Wan Yunting said expressionlessly and very calmly to Qin Yuan, Yang Xuan, and the others. Someone behind them had already gone down the mountain to inform the Sect Leader and Zhang Yansong.
Soon, Sect Leader Zhong Yulong and Zuo Qi, along with Wang Zhengyi, and Elder Zhang Yansong also arrived. Xian Yun, Xiu Qi, Xu Yuxin, Zi Qing, and Chong Ling'er also followed. Upon seeing Tan Zhiyuan's unrecognizable corpse on the ground, Sect Leader Zhong Yulong's old face darkened.
"Zhiyuan..."
Upon seeing his senior disciple in such a tragic state, Zhang Yansong's old body trembled. If not for Xian Yun and Zuo Qi supporting him, Zhang Yansong would have collapsed to the ground.
"Master, Senior Brother Tan was definitely killed by him!"
Yang Xuan pointed at Wan Yunting, who was standing alone. Facing everyone in the Wudang Sect, it was as if he was about to be put on trial. Everyone's gaze fell on Wan Yunting with suspicion.
Zhong Yulong, Zuo Qi, and Wang Zhengyi also looked at Wan Yunting strangely. They stopped disciple Yang Xuan from speaking and asked, "Abbot Wan, can you tell us what happened?"
Wan Yunting ignored Yang Xuan's words and looked at Sect Leader Zhong and the others, calmly recounting how Tan Zhiyuan was shot in the head...
This made Zhong Yulong and the others frown. According to the three gunshots they had heard earlier, and when Xiu Qi and the others were on Chunmu Peak, they saw a black figure running down the mountain, disappearing into the dark mountain forest.
Now Xiu Qi and the others were still pursuing the killer...
"No, you and our Senior Brother Tan aren't familiar with each other. Why did you ask him to come up the mountain to talk?" Yang Xuan's eyes widened, seizing the key point and asking Wan Yunting sternly.
Zhong Yulong, Zhang Yansong, and Zuo Qi also stared intently at Wan Yunting. This was a question!
But before Wan Yunting could speak, Zi Qing, who was standing beside Zhong Yulong, said, "Abbot Wan asking Senior Brother Tan should be to find the mastermind who killed him!"
Zi Qing's sudden speech caused everyone in the Wudang Sect to turn their heads in surprise and look at him. Zhong Yulong and Zhang Yansong also turned to look at Zi Qing and asked, "Zi Qing, explain it clearly?"
"Let me say it,"
Wan Yunting spoke, drawing everyone's gaze back to himself and said, "The swordsman I encountered at Sword Cliff this afternoon was secretly sent by Tan Zhiyuan!"
As soon as this was said, everyone present was instantly ignited. Yang Xuan was the first to exclaim, "Impossible! Senior Brother Tan had no enmity with you, why would he send someone to kill you? You must be talking nonsense."
Zhang Yansong's old face, filled with grief, also showed confusion, saying, "Abbot Wan, we only know you from the capital. How could Zhiyuan have a grudge against you and send someone to kill you?"
Wan Yunting's expression was very calm and composed. He looked at Elder Zhang and said, "Daoist Zhang, Senior Brother Tan indeed had no enmity with me. In fact, he was also instigated to do this!"
"Instigated, by whom?"
Yang Xuan blurted out the question first. Zhong Yulong glared at him, and Yang Xuan immediately lowered his head...
Wan Yunting shook his head, his brows furrowed, and said, "I also know who it is. Earlier, Senior Brother Tan was about to tell me, but he was silenced!"
Xian Yun said, "Abbot Wan, as the person involved, you should have guessed who wanted to kill you?"
Wan Yunting glanced at him, then at Sect Leader Zhong and the others, and said with a serious expression, "Sect Leader Zhong, although I don't know who it is yet, regarding Senior Brother Tan's matter, I, Wan Yunting, will definitely give you an explanation in the future!"
Zhong Yulong's half-white eyebrows slightly furrowed. His gaze met Wan Yunting's, and he saw that he was not lying!
Furthermore, Tan Zhiyuan was not killed by him. The matter was complicated, and everyone could not come to a conclusion for the moment.
However, soon the police from the police station arrived. After a brief understanding with Wan Yunting, they began to tidy up Tan Zhiyuan's corpse. Wan Yunting naturally went down the mountain with the police to the police station at the foot of the mountain for investigation.
Ou Yang Shen and immediately called back to the capital, asking Ouyang Zhixin to start pulling strings.
However, this was not necessary at all. As soon as Wan Yunting arrived at the Wudang Mountain police station, Pang Yuan personally called the station chief...