Countless dead flowers and willows were scattered in the corners of the yard, and the fragrance of the flowers mixed with the smell of earth and blood was nauseating.
The stumps and broken arms in the soil stretched out toward the sky, as if they were struggling desperately, which was very scary.
A rough count shows that there are no fewer than forty or fifty people, just like a Shura field.
Ling'er and other girls had never seen such a tragic scene. Her fragile little heart was beating violently, her stomach was twitching, and she wanted to vomit but there was nothing to vomit.
In fact, I don't know whether these women or men also feel waves of discomfort.
At this moment, Wuqing looked towards the direction of the main room and shouted with a pale face.
"Uncle Shi!!"
Ye Yuan's face was just a little pale, but his ears were not yet deaf. He immediately pushed Wu Qing and stamped hard, crossing the Shura field-like courtyard and entering the main room.
Compared with the messy Shura field in the courtyard, everything in the main room is much more orderly.
The tables, chairs and benches in the room were all intact, and there was even no dirt on the ground. They were exactly the same as when everyone left in the morning.
However, Zhuge Zhengwo and Jiao Niang were clinging to each other, looking at each other with happiness in their eyes, motionless.
Qingqing stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the two of them, but he didn't dare, and couldn't help crying.
"Uncle Shi... my dear girl!"
At this time, Cold Blood, Iron Hand, and Zhui Ming had also come in. Looking at this scene, their expressions were moved and their eyes were full of disbelief.
Everyone present was not weak in martial arts, so how could they not see that Zhuge Zhengwo and Jiao Niang were both dead, and their vitality was completely extinct.
The Three Five Gods, the peerless master Zhuge Zhengwo actually died?!
Wu Wuqing murmured with tears in her eyes.
"It was obviously fine in the morning, why..."
Yes, why, who did it?
Ye Yuan sighed, walked forward and knelt down, letting Qing Wu, who was crying, lean on him.
This time, Wu Wuqing didn't refuse and lay on Ye Yuan's shoulder, sobbing silently.
"boom!"
Iron Hand's fists were like iron, and he punched the table, smashing it into pieces.
"who is it!"
Cold-blooded, he clenched his fists even when chasing his life, and a firm look flashed in his eyes: Revenge!
"My dearest lady, Lord God..."
Others outside the house heard the noise and came in.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and the Shenhou Mansion fell into endless darkness.
…
The drizzle was falling, the autumn mood was deep, and a sudden bone-chilling chill made people shiver.
On the top of an unnamed hill near the capital, there is a new small earth bag without a monument.
A group of young men and women stood in the drizzle with sad faces.
Finally, Ye Yuan looked at Ling'er and others and said.
"Let's go!"
Ling'er stubbornly shook her head and said.
"No, we also want to help..."
Ye Yuan waved his hand and interrupted mercilessly.
"The enemy this time is too powerful, there is no point in you staying."
Big Wolf stood up and wanted to refute.
Ye Yuan would not give him a chance and continued.
"On the contrary, as long as you are alive, the Shenhou Mansion will not be destroyed, and you can always visit the graves of Uncle Shi and Jiao Niang. Moreover, only if you are alive, can you have hope!"
"Although we are weak, we can still..."
Ling'er and others are unwilling to accept it, and they also want to help take revenge.
Ye Yuan shook his head and continued to persuade.
"It doesn't matter if you are weak, you can hide your name, get married and have children. If you can't have a son, then you can have a grandson. You can always cultivate a strong person!"
Yes, although this statement sounds a bit strange, there is a sense of... truth to it.
However, Ling'er and others were still unwilling to give in.
Although, they also know that the enemy who can kill Zhuge Zhengyi is definitely not something they can fight against.
But they don't want to live!
Ye Yuan waved his hand and said firmly.
"Go for it!"
Iron Hand sighed.
"Go ahead."
Zhui Ming also followed suit.
"Practice well and don't let the Shenhou Mansion, let alone us, lose our inheritance..."
Yes, inheritance.
Ling'er and others touched the secret book in their arms, and finally turned around and left, looking back every time they took three steps.
Ye Yuan suddenly remembered his original family and shouted to their backs.
"Ling'er, don't forget what I told you!"
Ling'er glanced at Ye Yuan steadily, and finally said with a firm face.
"Brother Ye, I will never forget it, and I will definitely do it well."
After that, the group of them went down the mountain, either in pairs or in groups of three or five, and dispersed.
They...are the last resort.
Of course, there is a high probability that Ye Yuan and others are just worrying unfoundedly.
In the drizzle, Qingqing looked at the little bumpkin and muttered to himself.
"Uncle Shi's body has no internal energy at all. It was obviously sucked dry by external forces. As far as I know, only those two people could have done it!"
Zhui Ming nodded in agreement and continued.
"The first one is Lord Tietan, but he is already dead. We have seen it with our own eyes, and we don't know who his power-absorbing method was passed down to. However, with Mr. Zhuge's skill, let alone the successors of Lord Tietan.
Even if the Tiedan Shenhou himself were alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it."
Lengxue raised questions at the right time and asked.
"What if they threaten me with my little girl?"
This statement...makes sense.
Tie Shou couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Zhuge Zhengwo and Jiao Niang's opposing feelings.
"That's quite possible."
At this time, Ye Yuan analyzed.
"I think the possibility of Tiedan Shenhou being there is very slim. Zhu Wuli is extremely ambitious and will not tolerate anyone who can threaten him. Therefore, he will never spread his power-absorbing skills."
Tie Shou also agreed with Ye Yuan's inference and said.
"Well, then it's most likely An Yunshan! He used martial arts similar to the Absorption Technique."
Everyone nodded, almost convinced that the murderer was An Yunshan.
However, there is still a problem here.
Wu Wuwu murmured.
"But An Yunshan...shouldn't he still be locked up in the prison?"
The five people looked at each other and reached an agreement: to visit the prison at night!
A dark moonlit night with high winds.
"It's a good time!"
Outside the prison, Zhui Ming looked at Ye Yuan and others and took the initiative to ask for help.
"I'm the best at Qinggong, so I'd better go in and investigate alone!"
He refused ruthlessly and firmly.
"No, I have to go too."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately embarrassed.
Wuqing felt anxious and had to get up from the wheelchair.
Ye Yuan suddenly pulled her and said.
"Let's all go together, I'll just carry Yayu on my back."
The next moment, Ye Yuan carried Qing Wu, who was still confused, behind him.
Although the little girl practices martial arts, because she hides too much hatred and pain in her heart, her body is much thinner than that of ordinary people.
Carrying it on his back, Ye Yuan could hardly feel the weight. He held it...weighed it and murmured softly.
"Well, it's only sixty or seventy pounds!"
That position... is taboo!
Also, a woman’s weight…
At this time, Qing Qing actually got over the sadness of the death of his "relative", grabbed Ye Yuan's ears, blushed and almost roared.
"You bastard!"
Ye Yuan quickly changed the topic.
"Stop talking about this, let's go in and take a look."
Exploring the Heavenly Prison is the most important thing now, everything else must come later.