Chapter 820 Isn’t this a martial arts game??

Author: Darwin Zoo

Chapter 820 Isn’t this a martial arts game??

Apart from anything else, the internal environment of Jiaofangsi is undoubtedly first-class exquisite and luxurious.

After all, it is an official territory, and all the people who receive it are high-society officials. Official prostitutes are not only beautiful, exquisitely dressed, and of high quality, they are often proficient in music, good at singing and dancing, and they also have a miserable life experience, which makes them a bit more attractive.

Loving temperament.

"This doesn't look like a place for punishing prisoners!" Ivan didn't understand.

"Does it mean that they don't get paid for working here?" He tried to understand, "In that case, it is indeed a cruel punishment."

"Of course not." The uncle immediately shook his head and denied his idea, "The Jiaofang Department is managed by the Jiaofang envoys sent from the palace, and the imperial court distributes the monthly reports uniformly every month. There are very few cases of deductions."

"Ah?" Ivan was surprised again, "Are they still civil servants?"

Ivan struggled with logic and came to a very outrageous conclusion——

In ancient China, as long as a family member committed a crime, they could become a civil servant?

His intuition told him that there must be something wrong with this conclusion!

But in which part of the reasoning there was a problem, he still couldn't figure it out even though his head was itching thinking about it.

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This reflects the value of higher education.

Unlike Ivan Ivanov, whose muscles are far more powerful than his brain, Turner followed the NPC's introduction and Yunmeng's explanation, and successfully understood the logic and figured out what Jiaofangsi was.

But precisely because of his relatively rich knowledge reserve, he received a stronger "cognitive impact" from another perspective!

This impact is——

In front of you are these exquisite buildings, moving dances, wonderful music, and even this entire city...

All were born more than 1,300 years ago!

What was the situation in North America at that time?

The aboriginal tribes were fighting each other with simple stone and bone weapons, but couldn't the entire tribe find a few iron weapons?

But wasn't that what he learned about what happened in this land 4,600 years ago during the [Battle for Monster Tavern] a few days ago?

The difference is a full 3300 years???

This astonishing time span left Turner so shocked that he was almost speechless.

So much so that he followed the NPC into the Jiaofang Division and walked around without noticing any clues about the case. It was not until his "uncle" handed him a temporary nameplate and asked him to look for clues on his own that he came back to his senses and found that he was

In a women's boudoir.

This is the place where the missing person disappeared.

Although Turner felt he had no idea where to start, he still patiently searched the scene.

But this kind of place has undoubtedly been searched over and over again by previous investigators. If there are any clues, they will not be left to the players to discover.

Turner searched and searched, even tearing open the brocade quilt on the bed and searching all over, but still found nothing.

Unwilling to give up, he squatted on the ground and checked the ground bit by bit, trying to find if there were any blood spots or anything like that - he had watched some criminal investigation TV series.

He searched and searched until his back hurt and his eyes started to ache, but he didn't find any trace.

When he reached the southwest corner of the room, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

When I looked at it again, I found that my fingers were stained blood red!

What just fell down was actually a drop of blood!

Turner suddenly raised his head to look at the roof, and found a black figure hanging there, whose body was as black as ink. His facial features could not be seen clearly, except for his mouth, which was dripping with blood.

And the moment Turner raised his head, the black shadow suddenly opened its ferocious bloody mouth and rushed towards him!

"Fuck!"

Turner was caught off guard and fell to the ground suddenly. He subconsciously raised his arms to block it!

But the next moment, there was no unexpected pain in my arm.

Turner slowly lowered his arm with lingering fear, only to find that the unknown black figure had disappeared.

He suppressed his racing heart and looked around the entire room, trying to find traces of the black figure, but found nothing, and even the blood on his hands disappeared.

It was as if the scene just now was just because he had been squatting for too long and was dizzy and had an illusion.

But as long as you take a look at the live broadcast room, the screen is full of "fuck!" "wtf!" "wocao!" and you will know that it is not an illusion.

"What is that?!" Turner was shocked and confused, "Isn't this a martial arts game about cold weapon combat?!"

It took him a lot of effort to basically understand the meaning of [Martial Arts].

In the blink of an eye, Yunmeng was doing this with him??

When he was concentrating on looking for clues without any distractions... he was simply scared to death!

At this moment, the system prompt popped up again——

[Players trigger special events, talent skills are awakening...]

[Awakening completed, you have obtained the talent skill——Spiritual Vision]

"Spiritual vision?" Turner opened the character panel, and sure enough, he saw this special skill under the [Martial Arts] category——

[Spiritual Vision]: Concentrate your mind and enter a state of high concentration, and you can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

"???"

Turner is even more suspicious of the background of this game!

But this did not prevent him from immediately taking a deep breath to calm down, then concentrate and try to enter the [spiritual vision] state.

It didn't go well at first, but after 5 minutes, he successfully entered this state, and immediately felt that the "pixels" of everything in the room were reduced.

A bit similar to... the dream at the beginning of the game!

And from this realistic perspective, where he was squatting just now, there was now a bloody lung lying on it!

"Waterfa!"

Turner was startled and took three steps back.

He turned to look at other parts of the room, and immediately noticed a new scene appeared on the other side of the window - a black shadow penetrated the window, jumped into the room, and crouched on the floor.

Then in the center of the room, a third scene appeared again: a black shadow threw the man down, pulled off his clothes, opened his chest, and pulled out his bloody lungs, and then——

He actually carefully held the lungs and walked to the north of the room to put them down. Then he returned to the dead man's body and lay on his chest to gnaw at it crazily!

"Fuck!"

"The missing person...was eaten?" Turner couldn't believe it.

The NPC uncle had just told him that they suspected that the missing man had eloped with an official prostitute from the Jiaofang Division.

This made him think for a while that this was a romantic love story that happened to the hard-luck mandarin ducks in the Tang Dynasty, who broke away from the shackles of their families and the government and pursued freedom together.

The result actually turned into a thrilling horror movie in seconds!

Eaten by the shadow??

What about that woman?

Wouldn’t he be eaten too??

Turner's scalp was numb.

The direction of this story was so outrageous that it was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

And...how do I tell the NPC this?

"Could it be..." He looked at the pair of lungs in the southwest corner of the house and had a terrible idea.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he walked over, controlled his arm with great willpower, stretched out his right hand and tried to touch the lung to see if he could hold it up.

If so, maybe we can do business?

But he didn't know whether to feel regretful or fortunate: his hand passed through the lung image and didn't touch anything.

At this moment, [Spiritual Vision] finally reached its limit, and Turner felt the veins on his forehead pulsing, his brain was dizzy, and he could no longer continue.

The next second, this special sense disappeared, and the room once again returned to its previous calm and tranquility.

Turner was left standing there stunned, his mind a mess:

"What's going on with this case?"

"Perverted murderer commits a crime? A ghoul from the Tang Dynasty? Then why don't you eat lungs?"

"Is it because it doesn't taste good?"
Chapter completed!