He only had to pass through Chang'an Forest and walk three miles west to reach the Qingdai River. Bai Xiu made a quick decision and only a few of them went to investigate the situation, while the rest stayed at the scene to continue searching for clues.
Jiang Yu held her hands and walked quietly behind Bai Xiu. The wind blew in the forest, mixed with fine snow. She shrank her neck, feeling a little cold.
There are no mountains around Chang'an Forest, it is empty and has no shelter, and the wind is blowing fiercely, like a knife, and it also carries a slight smell of putrefaction, which is not very good.
Bai Xiu suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Yu with blank eyes and asked.
"Jiang Yu, what kind of person do you think the murderer will be?"
Jiang Yu thought for a while and said: "Eight died and four were injured. To say that he is an extremely cruel person, but he did not take the lives of the other four people, I can only say that he should be a very troublesome murderer."
"Master Jiang, what you said is wrong. If you ask me, this murderer must be an extremely evil person with a high level of spiritual practice."
Lin Ditang, who was following him, chuckled, stuck his head out, and blew out a lot of white smoke: "When we sent the four injured people to the hospital, there was still one of them who didn't faint. That person had a sword in his hand. There was blood on them, and he didn't look like he was with these people. Xu was a knight who drew his sword to help when he saw injustice, and drove away the vicious person, and then protected the other three people."
Li Tianqing added in a deep voice: "It's just that this person fainted when he saw us arriving, and he didn't have time to ask questions. After he was sent to the hospital, there has been no news until now. I think he was seriously injured and did not wake up. .”
Jiang Yu was a little surprised and frowned: "What about the eight people who died? Didn't they all die without resisting?"
The young yamen servant scratched his head and his tone was a little low.
"We checked their meridians as soon as we arrived. Among the eight people, there were two practitioners. Their meridians were narrow and their cultivation level was not high. When we encountered such a cruel murderer, we couldn't resist it. That's how bad things happened. These are the two people who lost their hearts."
Bai Xiu suddenly interrupted them: "What are the injuries of the four injured?"
Lin Titang recalled: "The injuries...the other three injuries were not too many. Two of them were hit on the head. We checked the scene. It should have been caused by hitting rocks and trees when the carriage overturned. There were also One person had laceration wounds on his arms and chest, and he fainted from excessive bleeding."
"The last one who fell, when we arrived, we saw that he was covered in blood, but except for the injury on his leg, there were no obvious wounds on his body. I think he fainted because his spiritual energy was exhausted. .”
A tearing wound?
Jiang Yu suddenly thought of the Rakshasa bird. If it were a wild beast or a demon spirit transformed from resentment, it could have such infinite power.
Such demon spirits all have one characteristic. They are born out of resentment and naturally prefer to eat things full of resentment.
But when she cast the spell, there was no trace of resentment at all. Let alone resentment, the energy in that place was mixed, more like the result of a battle between the two sides.
But this speculation was far from what she had thought before.
Could it be that she had gone astray? …
Bai Xiu suddenly said: "There is no evidence to prove that it was caused by demon spirits. There is also the possibility of man-made things. We can't let down our guard. After a while, we have to explore the Qingdai River carefully."
The two young Yamen officials clasped their fists and replied, "Yes, sir."
Jiang Yu looked up at her and saw Bai Xiu turning his head to look at him. The two looked at each other and turned back as well.
Yes, this cannot be ruled out as having nothing to do with Mr. Xiao's disappearance.
His disappearance was too close to the incident. If it was man-made, there were only a few practitioners in Lin'an City who could kill so many people in one night, and they could do it so cleanly that no trace could be found.
Mr. Xiao is very suspicious.
Bai Xiu said before that in the Yuling Mansion Demon Prison in Pingjiang County, only August caught the black dragon during the Tide Watching Festival. There was no need for her to lie, so the master must be in the hands of the Xiao family.
Although she didn't know if there was news from the other four families, Mr. Xiao's line was now the clue she could easily access.
If we can follow the clues and find Mr. Xiao, we can basically find out the whereabouts of the master.
The two of them understood each other tacitly and had their own thoughts. Bai Xiuhan's face dropped and she felt very anxious.
To be honest, she didn't want to find out that the murderer was Mr. Xiao.
If Mr. Xiao is really the murderer, it means that their illness will definitely make people crazy in the end. What about the second uncle? What will happen to the second uncle?
What happens to the other people in the five families who have the same condition?
If it were him, the grasshoppers on the rope of the five families in Pingjiang County would be destined to capsize after this incident was revealed.
Then people who fit the layout will be happy!
But if it was really Mr. Xiao, could she really let him go?
Then why has she been determined to drive the evil spirits out of Daqi and seal them outside the territory since she was a child? What can you do to keep the people safe?
One is the interests of the family, and the other is the people of Pingjiang County.
It is really……
Jiang Yu suddenly stopped and Bai Xiu turned around and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
"Didn't you notice? Three miles is not a long journey. We have been walking for a long time."
She sighed and reached out to touch the luan tree beside the road: "This is the third time I have seen this tree."
Bai Xiu looked around blankly, and then realized that the forest that was originally covered with fine snow had stopped snowing, and white mist was floating in the blue sky during the day.
The two young government servants leaned together and each took out their weapons: "Master Jiang, is this a ghost attacking the wall?"
"This is a formation arranged by someone. It is correct to say that it is a ghost hitting the wall."
Jiang Yu knelt down and stretched out his hand to twist the soil beside the road, then picked it up and smelled the soil.
"There is the same smell in the soil as the water plants under the car beam just now. The murderer should have passed by this place, but there are traces of tampering with the spirit energy here. Maybe... someone deliberately arranged it to prevent us from going out."
Bai Xiu's face darkened, and he raised his hand and struck a water blade towards the foggy place, but found that there was no response for a long time, not even the sound of hitting trees and rocks.
"It takes time to set up the formation. He must be a master if he can trap us."
Jiang Yu nodded and thought: "Maybe someone who is in the same group as the murderer can hold us back so that he can find a chance to escape."
Bai Xiu took out a dagger and carved a white character on the Luan tree that Jiang Yu had just photographed.
"I don't feel murderous intent here. The other party probably just wants to trap us. Why don't we move forward and look for ways to break the formation."
Jiang Yu nodded, stretched out his hand and slapped the red gourd, spitting out six flying knives that circled around the four people, guarding against possible sudden attacks.
She quietly took a look at Bai Xiu's expression, and when she saw the serious look on his face, she lowered her guard.
Bai Xiu probably didn't know about the Flying Blade of Clouds...
The four of them gathered together and walked forward. The fog in the forest became thicker and thicker, making it difficult to see the way forward.
Bai Xiu raised her hand and took out a small orange lamp from somewhere. It had a willow-like handle and a white candle burning inside the hollowed-out orange shell. As soon as it appeared, the white mist retreated three feet.
Jiang Yu pinched the sword and glanced at the small lamp in her hand. The spiritual energy escaping from it was pure. It was obvious that it was a magic weapon of high quality.
After Bai Xiu took out the small lamp, the four of them walked forward for about two cups of tea before she stopped.
Under the illumination of the small orange lamp, the white mist at hand dissipated, and Jiang Yu saw an almost gray word "白" carved on the luan tree.
They returned to this place again.
