"Sure enough, I have something on my mind, so I can't sleep well."
Li Mu, who was sitting cross-legged on the chair, slowly opened his eyes. The horizon outside the window had just turned white. The snores in the carriage were heard one after another. It was obvious that most people were still immersed in their own dreams.
This is the carriage with the lowest fares on the entire train. There are three chairs with cushions on each side of the long aisle. During the day, there are not many chairs. At night, everyone shows off their special skills. Some people put wooden boxes containing luggage on the A makeshift bed was formed in the corridor, and some people pulled up a thick blanket between the chairs on both sides to serve as a soft hammock.
With Li Mu's wealth, it's not that he can't afford to live in a box, but a three-day journey is just a blink of an eye for him, a monk in the Infinite Realm. Instead of spending it in an empty room, staying with the lowest level of the people is obviously More interesting.
"Are you awake? Come on, these are brown sugar steamed buns made by my family. Take one and try it. It's very fragrant."
The person speaking was Tubai, the fur merchant who had a good chat with Li Mu before. He was still wearing the gray hat and holding a bulging paper bag in his hand, which indeed contained four or five white-faced steamed buns that exuded an alluring aroma.
"It's so early to pay homage to Brother Tu, and I happen to be hungry, so it's better to be respectful than to obey."
Li Mu always chose to give in to his appetite. As a result, Tubai blew on the steamed buns heated by Tubai, then put them into his mouth and bit them down.
The extremely soft texture, the charming sweetness of brown sugar, and the aroma that goes straight to the forehead through the nose. Even Li Mu, who has eaten so many delicacies from the mountains and seas, can't help but applaud this homemade steamed bun.
"Hahaha, it's delicious. Let me tell you, my mother-in-law doesn't have much else but her cooking skills. Back then, she caught my stomach with her special dishes. Just a few decades.”
Tubai laughed heartily while chewing the steamed buns. His face was filled with happiness. Even Li Mu was infected by it and suddenly felt that the breakfast in his hand was even more delicious.
"By the way, what happened when you hurried to the back of the car yesterday? I heard someone said that someone died in the car, and she was a very beautiful woman. Could it be that you went to check on this matter yesterday? Bar?"
Li Mu, who was feasting, froze when he heard Tubai's words, but soon returned to normal. It seemed that it was an extremely unreliable decision to let the helpers keep the secret, but he didn't know how far the news had spread.
"Well, that's right, a lady at the back of the car had a heart attack. I have learned some medical skills before, so I went to help yesterday. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do in the end."
Li Mu's answer was half true and half false, because if he directly denied the rumors, it would make people think the matter was more mysterious. It would be better to openly admit that there was an accident in the car.
"Really or not? I told you that what they spread is really weird. They said that the deceased has turned into a mummy, and even the eyeballs have fallen out. Gee, I don't know what kind of disease can cause such a tragic situation. Is it right? Could it be some kind of infectious disease?"
Tubai is a middle-aged man with a passion for gossip. Keywords such as corpse, beauty, tragic death, mystery, etc. have completely aroused his curiosity. Seeing that Li Mu was a party involved in the accident scene, how could he be willing to do so? He let it go and began to ask for details non-stop. The look on his face was full of excitement, and he probably wanted to get "inside information" before asking other people.
After finally dealing with Tubai, the sky was completely bright, and the carriage gradually regained its popularity. All kinds of passengers were shuttled back and forth, and they were not affected by the rumors of Jin Fenghua's death at all. This also made Li Mu breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that everyone They all just listened to the rumors as stories, and few people really believed them.
After arriving alone in the landscape car located in the middle of the train, Li Mu directly activated the Tiansheng Jue, covering the entire train instantly.
"There are only three monks in the car, and they are all at the level of the alchemy realm. It seems that either the murderer's cultivation level is much higher than mine and can avoid the perception of the natural art, or 'he' is not a cultivator at all."
After confirming the first doubt, Li Mu came to the box of Mo Shang at the end of the car again. It happened that the husband who had just lost his wife was about to go out. The two greeted each other and stood at the door to talk.
"Li Shaoxia, do you have any clues about the case? When I went to the dining car in the morning, I heard a lot of people talking about Fenghua. I'm afraid it was the helpers who leaked the news yesterday. Do you think the murderer has escaped from here? It’s time for a train.”
The feeling Mo Shang gave Li Mu today has changed significantly from last night. Not only was his face less cold, but he would even occasionally smile once or twice during the conversation.
"I have also heard those rumors, but they are only used as conversation pieces after dinner, and there are all kinds of versions. Apart from us, I am afraid that only the murderer will care about those stories."
Li Mu did not raise his suspicion level because of Mo Shang's change in attitude. Instead, he became more and more convinced that the businessman in front of him was really innocent, because from a psychological point of view, when the external factors that have been suppressed for a long time disappear, people will Becoming cheerful is a matter of course. Jin Fenghua crazily cuckolded Mo Shang. If he pretends to be sad now, it would be unreasonable.
"Li...Master Li, no good, another person died. Thank you, Master, for letting me take you there quickly."
Just as the two were exchanging the latest situation, Lao Ping stumbled over and shouted something that made Li Mu's expression change, and Mo Shang's face also showed a look of surprise.
He rushed to the scene of the incident and found that it was not a box area, but an ordinary hard-seat carriage. However, the corridor was now full of people, and Xie An's roars trying to maintain order could be heard through the many figures behind him. .
After using some "tricks", Li Mu finally squeezed to the crime scene and saw a body lying in the luggage storage area at the junction of the two carriages.
Because there were metal shelves and luggage of different sizes on both sides, the body seemed very hidden. You had to squat down to see the whole thing. As expected, the woman who fell on the ground looked surprisingly consistent with Jin Fenghua’s death state. Her skin was shriveled all over. The facial features were distorted, and Li Mu knew that he must have been drained of blood and died without any further investigation.
"Li... Mr. Li, what should we do with this? This is the second one. If this continues, will it..."
Xie An was anxious, angry and scared. Before Jin Fenghua's case was investigated clearly, a new victim appeared immediately. No matter what the truth was, his position as a train conductor was definitely not guaranteed. He just didn't know that after he returned, the empire would Will the Ministry of Transportation charge him with dereliction of duty? He will be jailed.
"Let everyone disperse first, and then go to appease the other agitated passengers. Leave this to me."
