The stone room was quiet, no one answered the bandit leader, and no one could solve the doubts in Tao Ziming's heart.
Even though he had a keen eye, he still didn't notice any abnormalities in the stone chamber. What was going on?
Tao Ziming raised his feet and walked forward. He quickly came to the front of the bandit leader and frowned.
"He's actually dead."
This was just a breath of time. How did this bandit leader get killed without anyone noticing?
On the bandit leader's neck, there is a purple bruise, and the marks of four fingers can be barely seen.
However, compared to ordinary people, the fingerprints appear a little short and thick.
Normal human fingers have three knuckles per finger, except for the thumb.
However, the finger mark left on the bandit leader's neck was only the tip of one finger, and the knuckles of the fingers were fat and swollen, and the center of the knuckles seemed a little thin.
There seems to be a thin film between the four finger marks, which is glued together.
Tao Ziming frowned, squatted in front of the bandit leader, opened his eyes, and began to examine his wounds.
The bandit leader was strangled to death.
But since Tao Ziming chased up the mountain, the bandit leader ducked and hid in the stone room, and then he entered the stone room between him.
The time the front and rear feet are staggered is only one breath at most.
How could a person be strangled to death in just one breath?
Even an ordinary person would not be suffocated to death immediately if he stayed underwater for forty breaths.
What's more, this bandit leader also has martial arts skills.
This makes it even more impossible for it to directly enter the death stage within a breath.
But when his eyes moved to the wound, he suddenly discovered that there was a thin layer of mucus hidden on the purple wound.
This layer of silvery, shiny mucus reminded Tao Ziming of two animals.
One of them is a fish and the other one is a frog.
Looking at the wound on the bandit leader's neck and the strange finger marks, Tao Ziming became more and more determined that this should be the mark left by a huge frog.
After careful inspection, although he found nothing, when he stood up, he inadvertently discovered a blood hole as thin as a gossamer in the center of the opponent's Tianling Cap.
The wound is very small and shallow, and you may not find it if you don't pay attention.
I see.
The wound on the neck is just a disguise, used to attract attention and make people make mistakes in judgment.
The real reason why the bandit leader died instantly was the bloody hole in the center of his Tianling Cap, which was about the size of an embroidery needle.
Tao Ziming slowly turned his head and looked at the scroll on the stone wall.
When he moved his gaze, he found that the young man on the scroll was also looking at him.
And the people in this scroll seem to have undergone some changes.
When he first entered the stone chamber, Tao Ziming remembered that the man in the scroll had a folding fan in his right hand, and that the fan was pointing to the northeast.
But now the angle of the folding fan has changed somewhat, pointing to the northwest, and the folding fan has landed on his left hand.
Tao Ziming nodded and quickly closed his eyes to feel it carefully. It turned out that there was actually a life force flowing in this picture. This was no ordinary picture.
Either this picture scroll was transformed by a monster, or this picture scroll has gradually become humanized over time.
Tao Ziming frowned. He looked at the scroll and said calmly: "Please show up. If you keep hiding, don't blame me for using extraordinary means."
The stone room was quiet, no one responded to his words.
Tao Ziming shook his head. He came to the picture scroll, reached out and took out two flints from his arms: "Since you like playing so much, I will continue playing with you."
As he spoke, Tao Ziming moved towards the corner of the scroll, wanting to click on it directly.
At this moment, the door of the stone room that had been peaceful before suddenly opened suddenly, and a strong wind blew in. In an instant, the room was filled with dust and sand.
"Response!"
Tao Ziming nodded. It was exactly as he suspected.
The real problem appears in this picture.
After a while, the dust dispersed, and when the room returned to calm, Tao Ziming turned around and saw that the original scroll on the wall had disappeared.
Tao Ziming frowned slightly and ran out of the stone room, searching everywhere on the mountain top for any trace of the scroll.
"Running pretty fast."
On the top of this mountain, there are about dozens of houses, large and small, built in the mountains.
This stone house is far away from the group of houses and looks out of place. However, in the center of the house, there is a line of smoke rising high into the sky.
Tao Ziming hesitated for a moment, then ducked into the group of houses.
He wanted to see what the scroll was doing today.
Is the other party a monster turned into a frog?
With these two doubts, Tao Ziming ducked to the center of the house.
He closed his eyes and examined them carefully.
In his mind's eye, among these many houses, several of the buildings contained some scantily clad women.
In several other houses, a group of bandits from the mountains were gathering together to drink and eat meat, making a lot of noise.
In addition, at the edge of this group of houses, a rooster-sized frog with a golden bell hanging around its neck was beating slowly in the distance.
A smile appeared on Tao Ziming's lips, and he ducked and flew away in the direction of the frog. When he stopped, he was already in front of the huge frog.
The huge frog was stunned for a moment.
Looking at Tao Ziming, he turned around and jumped quickly in the other direction.
Tao Ziming didn't give him this chance. He picked off a branch from a tree next to him, raised his hand and threw it forward. The branch blocked the frog.
"Stop pretending, I've seen through your identity, show up."
"Quack...Quack..."
The huge frog flapped its cheeks and called twice.
An ordinary frog is only half the size of a fist, but this frog is amazing, actually bigger than an adult rooster.
The huge frog turned around and looked at Tao Ziming. Not long after, a burst of black smoke dispersed in front of Tao Ziming, and a handsome young man in white clothes appeared in front of him. He held a white folding fan in his right hand, his face With a weird smile: "You and I have no grievances, so why do you need to force each other so hard?"
Tao Ziming smiled faintly: "If it weren't for you, how could the bandits on Shenmu Castle have been active for so long?"
The man in white smiled faintly: "Do you really think so?
Even without me, the bandits on Shenmu Castle will never be able to be killed or eliminated.
It's just that in this world, some people don't have enough to eat. In order to survive, they will naturally take risks and do things that ordinary people dare not do.
Could it be that in this world, there are only robbers on sacred wooden treasures?
Why don't you think about it? Why do they come to be robbers instead of staying at home and enjoying the so-called blessings of strange people and family happiness? "
The handsome young man's words immediately stopped Tao Ziming.
As a born deformed child, Tao Ziming has been discriminated against since he was a child, no less than others.
The life he lived was definitely not sunny.
He also understands how difficult it is for a person to survive.
So from the bottom of his heart, Tao Ziming believed that what this handsome young man said was not wrong.
"It's just that I never hold grudges overnight. If someone offends me, I, Tao Ziming, will definitely retaliate in kind."
The handsome young man laughed and said, "Haha, that's interesting. It can be seen from this that you are much scarier than the robbers on the Shenmu Castle.
It's unlucky for them to be so blind that they have provoked a big shot like you.
That's all, since you insist on pursuing it to the end, I won't care about this Shenmu Castle.
I also hope that you will be a good person so that we can meet again in the future. Maybe one day in the future, you will be of use to me. "
As the handsome young man spoke, he gently shook the white paper fan in his hand. He seemed confident and sure that Tao Ziming would not hurt him.
Since Tao Ziming practiced the Heart Sword, he has developed the special skill of Mind Eye.
Through the eyes of his mind, Tao Ziming still couldn't clearly see the heart of this handsome young man.
This young man was both good and evil. Even Tao Ziming himself couldn't tell which side he was on.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not a robber. The evil deeds done by these strong men in Shenmu Castle have nothing to do with me.
I have never enjoyed the property they robbed, and I have no interest in the women they robbed.
Only last time, one of the bandit leaders asked me for help when Shenmu Fort was about to be destroyed, and I saved him out of boredom.
Over the years, these strong men have done more and more bad things. As the saying goes, God is watching when people do it. Maybe this is their retribution.
When I leave, the Shenmu Castle will be left to you. As for the lives of these strong men, whether they live or die is entirely up to you. I believe that no one in Shenmu Castle can stop you except me. "
As the handsome young man spoke, the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and the next moment, a burst of white smoke rose in front of him.
In mid-air, purple auspicious clouds shrouded the sky. Tao Ziming looked up and saw several cranes circling and flying around the white smoke.
When the white smoke dissipated, the handsome young man had disappeared.
Looking at the Shenmu Castle that had lost its handsome young man, Tao Ziming couldn't arouse the slightest interest in his heart.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to leave this matter to Lu Beihai, the lord of Shizhou City.
Thinking of this, Tao Ziming went down the mountain with his sword. On the mountain road, more than fifty bandits were all killed by the combined attacks of the coachman and Li Wuyou...
