The man in black seemed to have completely ignored Lin Qingyao's words and was convinced that Lin Qingyao was the person he was looking for.

  Lin Qingyao was lamenting in her heart, wondering which god she had offended to be mysteriously controlled by someone. Her life was now at risk, but thinking back to the present, even she herself couldn't understand the cause and effect of it all.

  The man in black clothes gazed at Lin Qingyao with a cold eye, his gaze seemed to want to swallow her whole.

  It feels like if it weren't for being on a train, with so many ordinary people around, he would have finished off Lin Qingyao just like that.

  Song Hezi, who was standing beside him, spoke up. Obviously, when facing a high-ranking cultivator, he was also very afraid, but after all, he was older than Lin Qingyao and more stable in the face of things.

  Song Hezi smiled respectfully and said, "Senior, is there something you need us to help with? If it's really something that needs to be done, just say so, I'm willing to lend a hand."

  In Song Hezi's view, this high-ranking cultivator coming to them was definitely not a case of mistaken identity, but must have had other purposes and intentions.

  After all, a master is not an ordinary person. Even if he were an ordinary person, it's impossible to mistake someone like this and not listen to anyone's explanation. A master knows people, and should be much better at it than an ordinary person.

  Song Hezi thought that since the high-ranking cultivators had set their sights on them, no matter what the reason was, they would just have to submit. Who made their cultivation low anyway? It was a time when they couldn't help but lower their heads!

  But at this time, Song Hezi was thinking that Lin Qingyao had not seen through him, and he did not think that the people in front of them were actually foundation-building cultivators or even higher-level cultivators. If they really had any intentions, there would be no need to use any tricks, just give them direct orders, and they wouldn't be able to resist.

  Now it seems that Song Hezi is steady and mature, but she can't compare with Lin Qingyao's cleverness.

  The man in black simply glanced at Song Hezi with a faint expression, and it was clear that he still didn't take Song Hezi's words to heart.

  Lin Qingyao looked at this monk, wanting to open her mouth to explain again, but didn't know where to start.

  Lin Qingyao bit her lip, staring at the black-robed monk as if he was intentionally putting pressure on her, and said: "Senior, since you think you haven't mistaken me for someone else, then I should know what offense I've committed against you?"

  Knowing all this, I thought there might still be a glimmer of hope and maybe I could still clear myself of suspicion.

  The black-robed monk let out a cold snort and his sharp eyes turned towards Lin Qingyao: "You're so obstinate!"

  Those sharp eyes, like a knife, swept across Lin Qingyao's body and finally landed on her pocket.

  Lin Qingyao felt the gaze of the black-robed monk lingering around her and put her hands into her own pockets.

  Lin Qingyao's expression changed slightly as she took out something from within.

  But it was a small black bag embroidered with a small skull, like cloth but not cloth, not big, only half the size of a palm.

  Lin Qingyao looked at the black cloth bag, her face turned pale. Heaven knows who put this thing here! This storage bag was not hers at all!

  When Lin Qingyao saw the storage bag, she suddenly understood why the black-robed monk had been staring at her without blinking. It turned out that she was carrying something like this on her body. Many times, monks would engrave divine marks on their belongings, so finding someone wasn't about appearance, but rather sensing the divine mark.

  She is now a nun after all, yet someone has unknowingly put something in her pocket! This left her momentarily stunned.

  Lin Qingyao hesitated for a moment and didn't look inside. She directly stretched out her hand and handed it over to the black-robed monk.

  "Senior, is this the thing you're looking for?" Lin Qingyao didn't dare to look at what was inside, although she didn't know why this thing had ended up in her pocket, but one thing she could be certain of was that it absolutely wasn't anything good!

  She is someone who doesn't get involved if she can help it!

  Lin Qingyao analyzed in her heart that the cause of this matter was likely because she had been used as a scapegoat by someone.

  Perhaps someone snatched the black-robed monk's storage bag and was discovered, so they happened to be passing by and put the things on their own body to attract the attention of the black-robed monk!

  Only a monk can do such a thing to attract the attention of the Black Cloak Monks! If this loot were casually placed on an ordinary person, I suppose the Black Cloak Monks wouldn't bother chasing after them either?

  Lin Qingyao thought back, had she ever met anyone on this road who could frame her without her knowing?

  It seems like I still have some impression of it after thinking about it for a while.

  When getting on the train, people were crowded together. A woman seemed to have pushed her a bit, but she didn't take it seriously at the time. After all, such situations are quite normal when checking tickets.

  But now thinking about it, Lin Qingyao seems to have grasped something.

  That woman was not very old, probably just over twenty years old. At that time, she turned her head and took a glance, but now, only remembered that she was a woman, and roughly her age, without remembering her face!

  Now she can't say that she remembers nothing, but it's not like she doesn't remember anything about this woman's appearance. The only possibility is that this woman was a nun and somehow hid her appearance, so she didn't remember!

  Lin Qingyao felt a bit resentful in her heart, which was actually her own fault. She thought that as a cultivator, she would be walking on the basic paths of ordinary people and wouldn't encounter any danger, so she lowered her guard. But now, she had been ambushed!

  Lin Qingyao's thoughts were in disarray as she thought of how to escape.

  The black-robed monk looked at the thing Lin Qingyao was holding out, his face turned dark, but he didn't reach out to take it. Lin Qingyao felt her whole body tense up! The air from all directions seemed to be pressing in on her from all sides, making it hard for her to breathe.

  Lin Qingyao also knew that the black-robed monk opposite her had made a move against herself, intending to punish herself.

  Lin Qingyao's hand that was not stretched out had clenched into a fist, pinching several deep crescent moons on her palm, and endured the punishment of the black-robed monk.

  She felt a sense of powerlessness... with some bitterness in her heart, was this the difference in strength? Her cultivation was low, and she didn't even have the most basic right to explain!

  What if today's cultivation was exchanged with that of the Black Clothes Monk? Would the Black Clothes Monk not listen to his own explanation at all and torture himself like this?

  Lin Qingyao had a strong desire for power, she thought that as a cultivator, she was much stronger than the many people in the Zhao family and could punish those who had wronged her at any time and place. Now, thinking back, all of this was not enough, it was still not enough! There is a heaven beyond the sky, there are people beyond humans, she is still not strong enough! She wants to become even stronger!

  It can be said that the appearance of Hei Yi Shi solidified Lin Qingyao's determination to become a strong cultivator!

  Lin Qingyao had also wanted to become stronger before, but today, under the oppression of the black-robed cultivator, Lin Qingyao's heart that yearned to become a strong practitioner was even more resolute!

  The black-robed monk seemed to just want to punish her a bit, the pressure all over her body was uncomfortable, but it didn't have to take her life.

  Lin Qingyao felt her bones being squeezed, as if they were going to be crushed into powder. She gritted her teeth and endured it, putting the storage bag away. She smiled self-mockingly, thinking that the monk who wanted to frame her should have taken the things in the storage bag long ago.

  Now returning this storage bag by myself, isn't it self-incriminating?

  Lin Qingyao's whole body ached unbearably, but at this moment, she was exceptionally clear-headed. She couldn't help but think about the female cultivator who had framed her - who was she and what kind of cultivation did she have that allowed her to obtain something from the black-robed male cultivator?

  Lin Qingyao gritted her teeth. This person would be better off not letting himself know! If he could escape alive today, sooner or later, she would personally take revenge!

  "Sister, what's wrong?" Xiaoxiang looked at Lin Qingyao with concern, who was covered in sweat.

  Lin Qingyao just shook her head and didn't speak, in her heart still had the last hope, no matter what happened to herself, she must protect Xiao Xiang.

  Xiao Xiang may be young, but she's not foolish. She looked up at the black-robed monk and asked in a clear, childish voice: "Big brother, what did you do to Lin sister?"

  Lin Qingyao was startled again and broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that Hei Yisheng would get angry with Xiao Xiang.

  Unexpectedly, the black-clad man was very gentle with Xiao Xiang, although his tone was still cold and icy, but his attitude was much better than when he was with Lin Qingyao.

  "She's dead! Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you. Where did your master come from? Once this matter is settled, I'll send you back." The black-clothed man said a few more words, seemingly without any hostility towards Xiaoxiang.

  Lin Qingyao let out a breath of relief, realizing that the black-clad man had spared Xiao Xiang.

  The little fox looked at the black-clad man with a suspicious gaze, then said: "My sister and I are from the same sect. Where my sister is, that's where I'll be."

  Ling Qingyao hastily said: "Xiao Xiang, shut up! You and I are not from the same sect!"

  The man in black looked at Lin Qingyao with a playful gaze, then said: "Such a small cultivator has actually entered the demonic gate, I'm afraid you're mistaken. I didn't expect that you would still have a hint of protective feelings towards this little cultivator..."

  The man in black said, his tone suddenly turning cold again: "But even so, I won't let you off easily! You must pay for the lives of those eighty-two people!"

  Lin Qingyao knew that no matter how she explained herself now, it would be useless. However, she still didn't want to be framed for this crime and made a last-ditch effort. At first, she thought it was just theft, but now it had escalated to murder...

  "Senior, why are you refusing to listen to my explanation? I don't know why you're targeting me, but I can definitely say that I, Lin Qingyao, have absolutely not done anything that goes against my conscience!" Lin Qingyao's voice was clear and forceful.