The short man lowered his head, looking terrified and thinking a lot.
This passage confirmed what he had guessed that night.
The secret treasure is a conspiracy.
After you get out, you must take people out of here as soon as possible.
It has been a long time since I felt this kind of uneasiness, like grass and grass, swaying in the wind and rain.
No, not as soon as possible, but immediately.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Chen Jing.
Now that there is such a big commotion in Subei Town, it's time to... let the two of them go, right?
Chen Jing frowned and thought. He had no time to pay attention to the two people: "Have you seen the secret treasure?"
"No." Yu Huanzhen shook his head decisively.
"Has the person you arrested and questioned seen the secret treasure?" Chen Jing asked again.
Yu Huanzhen thought for a while: "I really didn't ask, but judging from his appearance, he should have never seen him before."
never seen it......
These three words made Chen Jing frown even more.
"Are you doubting that this is fake news?" Yu Huan raised her eyebrows and asked.
Chen Jing nodded and said "hmm" softly.
Yu Tonghui couldn't hold back and shouted: "Let's go there first, wait until they are almost killed, and then reap the benefits."
"Even if there are six or seven levels of monks, we can take it down once they both lose."
He didn't know what Brother Tyrannosaurus was hesitating about.
In his eyes, this was the perfect time.
There's an internal fight!
Such a good opportunity, why not make a sneak attack?
What happened to the fake news.
After all the enemies have been dealt with and the things are in hand, no one cares whether the news is true or false?
Chen Jing turned to look at him with kind eyes: "Xiaoyu, is there anyone smarter among the Thirteen Gods?"
Yu Tonghui was startled and nodded subconsciously: "Of course there is."
"This time is over, go back and practice to become wiser first." Chen Jing said earnestly.
Yu Tonghui frowned and thought about it.
Does this mean you are calling yourself stupid?
probably......
"I was wondering, did the secret treasure really appear in Subei Town?" Before Xiaoyu could attack, Chen Jing spoke first, diverting their thoughts, "If it's just that everyone is here, use this reason to let them fight among themselves. Woolen cloth?"
"Sister Yu, who is the first to die? The one from the Qingniu Cult?"
Yu Huanzhen nodded and confirmed with "Yeah".
Chen Jing was thoughtful: "Azhi, Que'er and I are going to Subei, you two stay here."
Yu Huan was really puzzled.
Yu Tonghui rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you take me with you? I'm capable of more than just being beaten."
"I know you are very strong." Chen Jing said softly, "You and Sister Yu are the two strongest among us, that's why I keep you here."
Ji Baizhi curled his lips.
He could tell that this was a deliberate attempt to coax Yu Tonghui.
But I feel uncomfortable because I am the second strongest.
Yu Tonghui grinned and laughed.
"Are you still suspicious of this?" Yu Huan really didn't understand why.
Chen Jing nodded: "Well, no reason to doubt, intuition."
Yu Huanzhen stopped asking questions.
The intuition of feeling nineteen points has more credibility than the reasoning analyzed by Yu Tonghui's brain.
Chen Jing waved his hand.
Ji Baizhi and Que'er went to pack up their things, including tents and coats. They needed to bring them. Chen Jing didn't need to tell them. They knew very well that if the battle in the town hadn't been completed yet, they would definitely have to live there. Outside, there is absolutely no chance of getting involved in the muddy water in the town.
He was about to clean up too.
His eyes turned and fell on the tied up Hejian Erhu, and his footsteps stopped.
The short man had a look of anticipation on his face.
Chen Jing and Yu Huanzhen just looked at each other.
She nodded.
He turned and left.
When the use value of things is over, you have to figure out how to deal with them. Some things take up space and get in the way at home. If you just throw them away, the privacy inside is easy to be leaked, so you can only format them.
The camel bell rang again.
The three people neatly packed their things and hit the road without stopping.
After they left.
The sword light turned cold, and two heads fell to the ground.
Until death.
It took the short man to figure it out.
Damn it, this thief said "I".
Isn’t it fun to play this kind of word game at this time?
Several people rushed the camels and rushed back to Subei in a day and a half.
The town went crazy.
Looking from a distance, there was a thick layer of blood on the sand, which could be smelled four or five miles away.
They pitched their tent on a sand dune nearby.
Leave the bird to watch.
The two of them were high-minded and rushed to the town.
A day and a half later, the sound of fighting has not subsided. As soon as they entered the town, they encountered four or five people fighting. Some of them were aggressive and even attacked the two of them regardless of their concerns.
He was knocked down by Chen Jing with a bottle.
They turned and left, and the group did not catch up.
"What are we going to do, look for the secret treasure?" Ji Baizhi held his sword and was wary of his surroundings.
"No, we're looking for corpses." Chen Jing shook his head.
"The one from the Qingniu Cult?" Ji Baizhi was startled, thinking of his question yesterday, "Do you doubt the cause of his death?"
Chen Jing nodded: "Something is not normal."
"Do you still remember what those two people said about the Green Ox Cult?"
Ji Baizhi recalled: "It is a large sect in Zhongzhou, with a first-class reputation. If it were in our world, the reputation and status would be higher than that of my Yizijianmen. It would have to be someone from the Mengshan lineage or Nestorian... ....”
Speaking of this, he frowned.
It's really weird.
If there were any rare treasures that could be obtained by a disciple from a top sect, who would be so decisive in taking action?
Kill as soon as you get it?
At least they have to work together, unite, and show the ability to compete with the sect behind him before they dare to attack him.
and......
Interior view The third floor is nothing in their eyes, but in this world, being able to be called a "little grandmaster" and being able to kill a little grandmaster... is not considered a common skill.
In a few words.
They arrived at the inn.
The facade, which was not very luxurious to begin with, was now even more tattered, with bones and flesh flying everywhere and blood stains congealed.
The first wave of fighting started here and ended here.
As for people...
From the outside, they all disappeared.
"Are you looking for that Mr. Su?" Ji Baizhi kicked him, and a few pieces of gravel flew through the wooden door and broken wall.
Dang-dang landed.
At this moment, the two men forced their way in.
The sword was unsheathed.
The green bottle was thrown out.
There is an ambush behind the door.
But obviously he didn't expect that the two people who broke in would be so decisive.
The two men on the left and right were killed immediately and died behind the door.
"The spirituality is not high and the true energy is not obvious. It should only be at the first level. There should be some similar people in the inn, so be careful." Chen Jing took a look and shook his head, "As for Mr. Su, you don't need to look for him, just meet him when you meet him. Catch them alive, if you can’t catch them, kill them.”
Ji Baizhi was surprised: "Kill?"
Kill them all like this?
"He shouldn't be able to escape the involvement." Chen Jing whispered and went upstairs.
They went from room to room.
There are people hiding upstairs as well.
But they are all at the inner level, with poor cultivation, poor boxing and kicking skills, and no knowledge of any clever techniques.
After asking around, he quickly found the room of the Qingniu Sect's chief disciple.
In the upper room on the third floor.
They went straight for it.
Pushing the door open, there was a creak.
There was a corpse lying in the middle of the room, and the smell was so pervasive that Chen Jing frowned and walked out. After taking a few breaths, he walked back in again.
Ji Baizhi's body was not so pretentious. He had already looked at the entire room: "There are no signs of fighting."
"He had a penetrating wound to his heart, which is probably where he died."
"It looked like a gunshot wound."
The gun he mentioned was not a hot weapon.
But that kind of long-handled weapon.
Chen Jing poked his head and took one look at his face, his brows furrowed even more: "Sister Yu rushed back to tell us the news. How long did it take for us to come back?"
"Two and a half days, what happened?" Ji Baizhi replied immediately.
"This man has been dead for more than two days." Chen Jing shook his head, "It should be four or five days, but it should be less than eight days."
"Huh?" Ji Baizhi also looked at his face, but after thinking about it, he couldn't see where the information was revealed. "How did senior brother see it?"
Chen Jing whispered: "Did you see the blood stains on his face?"
Ji Baizhi nodded.
There were circles of hollow dried blood stains on his mouth and nose.
Chen Jing stared at the corpse and explained: "This is a desert. I don't know exactly what will happen."
"But normally, three to five days after death, the body begins to decay, and blood will flow out of the mouth and nose in the form of foam."
"After eight or nine days, the body will begin to transform into a giant. At that time, the body will begin to swell and the tongue will pour out of the mouth."
Ji Baizhi nodded thoughtfully.
The man's mouth was still intact, his tongue was not squeezed out, and there was only foamy blood stains.
So, can the time of his death be confirmed?
"So he died a long time ago."
"The body was placed here only two and a half days ago?"
Chen Jing nodded: "Yes, one of them will make them fight..."
at this time.
His senses changed, and an inexplicable danger surged from behind.
He quickly turned his head and looked in that direction.
When the true energy is raised, spirituality flickers under the mysterious vision.
This spirituality was no stranger to him.
I had seen it the night I first came to the inn.
Ji Baizhi was a little less perceptive and reacted a little slower, turning his head to look.
"Come out, Mr. Su." Chen Jing said softly.
The sound of gentle footsteps came together with a gentle male voice: "You are quite keen, and I want to give you some surprises."
Mr. Su walked out from behind the door. He was not dressed like the shopkeeper Lingluo Satin that he had seen that day. Instead, he had changed into a clean and smart outfit. He had a short broad knife in his hand, which was menacing.
"This is already a surprise." Chen Jing showed no expression, pointing to the corpse on the ground.
"This is the surprise you gave me." Mr. Su shook his head, "I have been keeping an eye on this place for the past few days, and no one thought of coming to check on his body."
"The disciples of the Qingniu Sect were busy avenging their senior brother, and they never came to collect the body."
"I thought..."
"I didn't expect you to come."
Chen Jing looked at him: "Is the secret treasure in your hands?"
"At this point, do you still believe that there is such a thing as a secret treasure?" Mr. Su smiled half-heartedly and looked at him meaningfully, "Your brain should be able to react..."
"Who are you?" Chen Jing asked him.
Mr. Su tilted his head: "Why does a dying person have so many questions?"
"Daxu? Dazhao Kingdom? Tianfang Kingdom, or which other country?" Chen Jing continued to ask in an aggressive tone.
Mr. Su's face changed slightly: "I should praise you, you are indeed smart."
"But what's the use?"
He swung the knife, and his true energy surged wildly.
Above the blade, spiritual light shines.
At least a cultivation level above the fourth floor of the interior scene.
"It's just a pity that you are so young and so talented."
Ji Baizhi turned his head and looked at Chen Jing: "Caught alive?"
"Kill the guy who doesn't know the truth." Chen Jing shook his head.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking.
Mr. Su rushed at him with a knife.
The true energy is rolling, and the sword is ruthless.
Ji Baizhi greeted him.
Killing sword, Jin Ge style!
Thousands of troops are sharp and mad.
Knives and swords clashed.
