Looking around the casino, the lights are woven and red. Every face is reflected in greed, but some are excited, some are excited, some are lost, some are painful, dice, nine cards, horse hanging sounds, and the sounds are in your ears, and there is no difference from before. ~

This made Meng Qi feel like he had a dream, dreaming of assassination, but he woke up without any trace and was still in the casino.

The assassin's ability to hide his breath and hide his murderous intent was only seen in Meng Qi's life. When he did not make any move, he was no different from ordinary people, and in the true sense.

"I was discovered by Qiu Fei and deliberately led me to a crowded place like the casino to assassinate?"

"It is better to be more confident that he can take me to a place outside the city without anyone else, right?"

"Or whom he wants to meet, sending an assassin gang to find and remove the stalkers?"

Meng Qi thoughts came to his mind, holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, slowly crossing the crowd of people one after another, and reaching the entrance of the private room.

The place is much more purified, with many courtyards, each one being one, making it convenient for people with identity to have fun. Meng Qi lost the trace of Qiu Fei, and he could not inquire about every private room. It would be easy to provoke people who should not be provoked, so he had to hide at the entrance of the private room courtyard, waiting for the dealer and maid to come out, and ask with a little illusion mixed with "changing the sky and hitting the earth".

"I haven't seen this person before..."

"There is no private room I am responsible for..."

“No new guests came in just now…”

The answers made Meng Qi confused. He clearly saw Qiu Fei walking towards the clan, where did he go?

After searching for a while, Meng Qi finally confirmed that he was lost. He was more inclined to the assassin's purpose was to obstruct or eliminate the people who followed Qiu Fei.

"But it's not like using such a strong assassin to do chores..." With such doubts, Meng Qi left Tianzi No. 1 Casino and returned to the rented courtyard.

Because of the assassin just now, he was mentally relaxed and opened the door carefully to prevent ambush and assassination.

The courtyard door opened with a creak, but Meng Qi's pupils shrank violently.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a thing that I didn't have before I left.

This is a coffin!

This is a dark coffin!

The dim moonlight shines, flowing through the black coffin, bringing endless gloom.

Someone gave me a coffin... Meng Qi was shocked and angry. The "Sheng Sword" was directly unsheathed. His steps alternated and he slowly approached the coffin.

He suppressed his emotions and reflected the surrounding scenes. There was no life in the coffin. There was no sense of flesh and blood. It was not like someone was ambushing.

The wounded sky was lifted. The lid of the coffin fell to the side, and the inside was empty, with a small wooden carving lying.

It was carved into a human shape. The size of a palm is full of pain. A note on the lower lip covered the body.

There are four words written on the note:

"Mad Sword Su Meng."

What a good man to pretend to be a ghost? Meng Qi was not scared and snorted coldly. Is this a death letter or a deliberate act to disturb his mood?

He believed that Qingyu would not be so despicable, because it would only ruin the reputation of Xuantian Sect if he poked it out. How could the Emperor of Heaven be so fucked?

So, I was targeted?

Who and which force did it?

What goal do you want to achieve?

Meng Qi is not a good man who is bullied but makes money. After carefully searching for the yard, he found no clues, put away the wood carvings and notes, and knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

After a while, the neighbor next door walked out in his coat, drowsy eyes, yawned, and looked outside through the gaps in the door to prevent the robbers from cheating.

"Brother-in-law, I have something to ask about." Meng Qi said bluntly. He had already eliminated the changes in the mysterious skill and cleaned up the things on his face.

The old man was startled at first, then opened the door and asked half curiously and half worriedly: "Young Master Su, are you asking about the coffin in the courtyard?"

"That's right." Meng Qi nodded and replied.

The old man stuttered a few times: "Young Master Su, not long after you left, someone gave you a coffin. Because you were not at home, you still asked Lao Ye to open the door and said you bought it yourself. Lao Ye thought you wanted to challenge a master and prepared a coffin for yourself first to cut off the way out, so he opened the door and let them in."

Lao Ye is the landlord.

"Do you know who gave it?" Meng Qi asked with a frown.

The neighbor shook his head: "It's two strangers. He looks like a guy in a coffin shop, but he's definitely not from nearby."

Coffin shop... This should be entrusted by someone? Meng Qi is very confident in his spiritual skills. As long as he finds that coffin shop, he can ask the appearance characteristics of the person who bought the coffin from the client and the shopkeeper.

"What are their appearance special?" Meng Qi asked.

The neighbor thought about it carefully and suddenly said "ah": "One of the guys has a black mole on the corner of his mouth, which is very conspicuous."

After asking a few more questions, Meng Qi sincerely thanked him, turned around and left the door, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

"The coffin was carried by the market in the middle of the night, and Maoling was not a curfew place. Many drunkards and gambling ghosts returned at night, and the merchants should have seen it!" Without further ado, Meng Qi decided to investigate immediately.

After calculating the time, Meng Qi decided to find the group of anti-commercials nearby first.

Without much trouble, he found his target by asking other updates.

"I remember that coffin very clearly. Who is not afraid of seeing it in the middle of the night?" Before thinking about it, the old antique was still a little trembling. Even though it was far away, it impressed him and thought it had been a corpse.

Meng Qi was delighted, and there were clues!

"Brother-in-law, where did they come from? Which coffin shop do they recognize?" He suppressed his joy.

The other updater thought about the memories and said in an uncertain tone: "I came from North Street, and there seems to be only one coffin shop nearby."

Meng Qi was excited and asked the specific location of the coffin shop and rushed there at night.

There are few pedestrians and the night is heavy. The coffin door is closed and hidden in the darkness.

Meng Qi did not delay and directly climbed over the wall and fell into the yard, intending to "inquire" one by one.

Suddenly, a bloody smell came from his nose, his heart tightened, and followed the smell and walked towards the back door of the store.

The door was not closed, half covered, and Meng Qi pushed it gently and it turned to the wall.

When you step in carefully, the first thing that catches your eye is a black coffin. They are neatly placed there, strange and gloomy.

Take a deep breath, filter the odor through your nose and distinguish the source of the bloody smell.

Meng Qi walked step by step toward a coffin, and the "Sheng Sword" was ready to rise. "Ziwu" stretched out and picked the lid of the coffin open.

The lid slides down, revealing the condition inside the coffin.

There was a man with wide eyes and a dead man with a terrified face lying inside!

There was a visible black mole on the corner of his mouth!

Cause of death: Sword in the middle of the eyebrows.

"I was silenced..." Meng Qi frowned slightly, feeling that the matter became more and more confusing.

According to the source of the bloody smell, Meng Qi opened two more coffins, and there were two dead people lying inside. One was dressed as a friend and the other was dressed well. He was considered the shopkeeper, and they were all swords in his eyebrows.

"The sword is sharp and the wound is deep and narrow. It should be a good swordsman..." Meng Qi judged the murderer's martial arts characteristics from the wound, but there was no trace except the wound on his eyebrows.

He turned around and searched the counter and found that the books had been burned to ashes and no purchase record was left.

"The clue is broken?" Meng Qi gritted his teeth, squatted down again to check the body, and made his last effort.

Huh? Meng Qi suddenly realized something was wrong. Both of them were half open and their faces were full of fear. Only the shopkeeper had a terror on his face, but his lips were closed.

With a gentle force, Meng Qi pulled open the shopkeeper's mouth and found that he was holding a ball of paper!

The surface of the paper was soaked with saliva. Meng Qi spent a lot of effort to unfold it. He found that it was part of the account book. It seemed that it was the first time when he was doing the account, he remembered the amount of silver incorrectly and was too lazy to modify it. He tore it off and threw it away. Later, somehow he picked it up again and stuffed it into his mouth.

Meng Qi could imagine the scene in his mind. A guy was killed, and the only one left was trying to escape and call for help. The shopkeeper saw that the other party was very powerful and could not escape at all. He was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and fell next to the dustpan. He saw the paper ball. So he held his heart that he had died together and quietly stuffed the paper ball into his mouth and closed it tightly.

The records on the paper ball have become blurred, and Meng Qi can barely recognize some of the content:

"…Guan Jinyuan…Jiang Tabo…Dingnan’s wooden coffin is delivered to…"

Guanjinyuan... Jiang Tabo... Meng Qi repeated it again, took back the paper ball, wiped away his traces, left the shop, and went straight to Guanjinyuan, which is a relatively famous inn in Maoling.

Not long after, Meng Qi sneaked into Guanjinyuan and, by "asking" the guy, he knew that Jiang Tabo was in Hefeng Xiaozhu and came alone a few days ago, but martial arts people often visited him.

Meng Qiyi is brave and has a spirit of overturning her body. She turns into a illusion demon and directly turns into Hefeng Xiaozhu.

In his senses, there was no breath in the wing room.

Could it be that Jiang Tapo has escaped?

He carefully opened the window and Meng Qi jumped in. Before he could land, he could see the scene in the room clearly.

A young man half-sitted on the ground, with his back against the bed, his eyes wide open, his expression of fear was frozen, and there were long knife marks between his chest and abdomen!

He has the iconic horn-shaped eyes and broom eyebrows, which is exactly in line with what the guy said about Jiang Tabo’s image!

"He was killed too?" Meng Qi noticed an abnormality.

The knife marks were charred, as if they were struck by lightning, thus erasing the blood, so Meng Qi did not smell the smell outside.

"This, if you look rough, it seems like I did it!"

Meng Qi's heart moved, turned his head and jumped out of the window, intending to leave the place first.

At this moment, with a crisp sound, a stone flew out of the yard and hit the steps. The sound was not loud, but it swung far away in the quiet night.

Meng Qi's spirit instantly climbed to the peak, trying to swing a knife to the place where the stone was emitted.

A figure rushed from outside. After seeing a stranger, he immediately blocked Meng Qi's way.

He was not old, with dark skin, thick eyebrows, and ordinary clothes, like a farmer, and his every move complemented the surrounding environment.

The young man had a strong eye. Through the open window, he saw the corpse beside the bed. His expression suddenly became gloomy, with uncontrollable anger and hatred. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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