Chapter 61 Where It All Started (Part )
Feng Dali said quickly: "But... where can he go? His wife and children are here? He doesn't care about them?!"

"wrong!"

Su Liuyue said in a deep voice: "He can't run away. In his opinion, he is doing something to save the people. How could he run away? If he runs away, doesn't it prove that everything he did was wrong?"

Everyone: "..."

Oh, yes, I almost forgot that their prisoner is a lunatic who thinks he is a Bodhisattva!

Sun Zhaoan asked quickly: "Where is he going now? He just killed someone, it's impossible for him to do it again so soon. The only possibility is that he went to the Ghost Market again? Could it be that... he is still in the Ghost Market?"

"Wait a minute, let me think about it."

Su Liuyue closed her eyes and frowned. After a moment, she opened her eyes again. With a clear and bright light in her eyes, she stared at the frightened peasant woman and said, "Is there a temple dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva nearby? Or rather, where is the temple where your mother-in-law committed suicide before?"

The peasant woman was shocked and said in disbelief: "How...how did you know that my mother-in-law committed suicide? And...you also knew that she committed suicide in the Guanyin Temple?!"

Su Liuyue did not explain, but asked coldly: "Is the Guanyin Temple near here?"

The peasant woman stared at her in a daze for a long time, then she spoke subconsciously, "Yes... that's right. It is said that our ancestors in Qingshi Village had received the grace of Guanyin Bodhisattva, so the people in our village have always believed in Guanyin Bodhisattva. There are two Guanyin temples in the village, one is abandoned, and the other was newly built a few years ago.

My mother-in-law hanged herself in the abandoned Guanyin Temple..."

The villager who brought them here said angrily, “It was because Ma Cheng’s mother hanged herself in the temple that the villagers thought it was unlucky, so they gradually abandoned the Guanyin Temple and raised money to build a new one in the village.

Ma Cheng's mother often went to the Guanyin Temple to worship when she was alive. No one expected that she would commit suicide there..."

Upon hearing this, Su Liuyue immediately said firmly: "Please trouble this gentleman to take us to the abandoned Guanyin Temple!"

After a pause, she said word by word: "Ma Cheng... is right there."

Although everyone had guessed it, they still didn't understand how Su Liuyue deduced it. Looking at everyone's confused and curious eyes, Su Liuyue said calmly on the way to the Guanyin Temple: "Ma Cheng should have gone to the ghost market tonight, and when he saw us looking for him, he immediately knew that what he had done had been exposed.

However, he was unwilling to admit that what he did was illegal and immoral. Although he knew intellectually that we were here to arrest him, he could not accept it emotionally.

At this time, the place he is most likely to go is the place that directly shaped his twisted psychology, that is, the place where he killed his mother with his own hands! "

Everyone was shocked. Feng Dali couldn't help but gasp, "Damn it! He actually killed his mother too!"

"That's right. Ma Cheng's mother... is the first victim in this case. His mother lives a miserable life. Every time she is wronged, she goes to pray to the Bodhisattva Guanyin, whom she believes in the most. However, no matter how pious her attitude is, she still cannot escape from this kind of life."

Su Liuyue's voice was slightly cold, "Little Ma Cheng had always been by his mother's side, and witnessed her pain and despair with his own eyes. This gradually distorted his ideas, and in the end... he killed his mother with his own hands."

The Guanyin Temple was not far from Ma Cheng's home, and they arrived there while Su Liuyue was talking.

The Guanyin Temple in the village could not compare to those big temples with great popularity. It was just a small temple. In the main hall, which should have been empty, there was a faint candlelight spreading out.

Everyone was delighted and quickened their pace, quickly surrounding the temple door. Inside the temple, a man was kneeling devoutly in front of the Guanyin statue, which was covered with spider silk and dust and had half of its head missing. The weak candlelight was emitted by the oil lamp he placed beside him.

Feng Dali shouted, "Ma Cheng, right? You are so bold that you even dare to attack the soldiers in the army! We already have evidence of your murder. You can deny it, so just surrender!"

After he delivered these powerful words, the man in the temple remained kneeling like a mountain, as if he had not heard his words at all.

Feng Dali frowned, and couldn't help but rush in to grab the man, "You bastard..."

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

Suddenly, the man in the temple slowly straightened up, turned his head slightly, and looked at the row of yamen runners outside with a confused look on his face.

But he was very fair-skinned, with a pair of gentle and harmless eyes and a look of compassion on his face. He didn't look like a murderer who brutally killed six people!

He stared at them without blinking, his eyes slightly reddened, "Don't you think they shouldn't die? Don't you see how much pain they are in? I just listened to their stories, and I felt so distressed, not to mention them themselves! You - can you just stand by and watch?!"

Everyone was stunned by his words for a moment, but Su Liuyue could not help but sneer. Just as she was about to say something, a black shadow suddenly walked past her. In front of everyone's shocked gaze, he quickly drew out the sword from his waist and stabbed Ma Cheng fiercely!

Feng Yang's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Your Highness!"

Everyone present forgot to breathe for a moment, and watched as the sword in Zhou Yunke's hand, which was shining with cold light and could cut through iron like mud, pierced through Ma Cheng's right shoulder with a shocking force.

Then, before Ma Ben himself could react, he pulled out the sword neatly and quickly. Bright red blood instantly splattered like sparks, soaking the man's clothes and his knife-like face.

"Ahhhh!"

The next moment, in the temple where you could hear a pin drop, a man's heart-wrenching howl suddenly rang out. He fell to the ground, curled up like a worm, and kept squirming. The miserable cry sounded as if he was going to die from the pain.

Even Su Liuyue had not expected this. She looked at the man in front of her with his back to her in a daze and said with a light breath, "You..."

Zhou Yunke stood there for a while, and suddenly threw the bloody sword in his hand to the ground. He turned around, with a cold and vicious look in his eyes, and with the blood on his fair face, he looked as creepy as the devil from hell.

He didn't look at the stunned people, and walked out without saying a word. When he passed Feng Yang, he said coldly: "Clean my sword and give it to me. It's too dirty."

Su Liuyue: “…”

She turned her head to look at the man who was slowly walking into the darkness. She had originally thought that after spending some time together, she would have some understanding of this superior.

Now it seems that her understanding of him is still only superficial.

Just as Zhou Yunke was about to leave the crowd, his ears suddenly caught a sound. His eyes instantly became cold and sharp. He turned his head abruptly and saw a sharp arrow piercing through the window of the abandoned temple and straight through Ma Cheng, who was still wriggling and wailing on the ground the moment before!

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