Chapter 77 The real murderer (more updates with monthly tickets)
In the commotion, only Ye Chuxiao, a 'ghost' who does not belong to the current time and space, saw the crisis coming quietly.
Tiny threads spread quietly along the lines of the wooden floor.
The highly poisonous juice quietly seeped into the wine consumed by some officials and monks, gradually paralyzing their sense of the energy of heaven and earth.
The air began to fill with an even more indulgent fragrance.
The officials, who had previously restrained themselves from playing around, became more and more unscrupulous in throwing up their clothes.
The dancers and singers, who were only wearing gauze skirts, screamed and fled in the flower hall, half sincerely, half falsely.
The musicians were blindfolded, but they beat the drums more rapidly and played the rhythm of the orchestral instruments more intensely.
There are also some people who vaguely feel that something is not good, but they either choose to remain silent or speak softly. They can only choose to sit on the sidelines and watch. At most, they do not participate and just hide in the corner and drink.
Above the river, heavy fog shrouded the area.
The guards on the ship first noticed something was wrong with the heavy fog.
They activated the formations on the ship and began to shout warnings.
But the thick fog seemed to have a consciousness. It rolled up for a while and turned into invisible hands in the fog, dragging these guards into it and then crushing them into pulp.
Some will be thrown directly into the cold river water and dragged deeper into the river bottom.
As for the formation on the building ship, it was more like paper and didn't have much effect at all.
From the beginning, it has been penetrated and destroyed like a sieve.
This was a premeditated massacre.
Perhaps, someone had tampered with the ship in advance.
In the flower hall of the building, the killing has officially begun.
Bloody threads in the darkness began to jump from everywhere, ejecting and then quickly strangling every life in the flower hall.
No matter whether they were high-ranking officials or so-called lowly people, they were all turned into a pile of rotten flesh under the strangulation of this thread.
There are also people who want to resist, but it is too late. Their bodies are paralyzed by toxins, and their perception and utilization of the energy of heaven and earth have been weakened to the extreme.
Without the increase in the energy of heaven and earth, the power stored in the body alone is simply not enough to withstand this weird and evil thread and carry out ruthless strangulation.
After a while, the entire flower hall became completely quiet.
The entire ship became a dead ship.
Thick fog enveloped it, wandering above the river, and slowly drove into a hidden corner of the mountain stream on one side.
Apart from the murderer, only Ye Chuxiao, a 'ghost' who does not belong to this time and space, witnessed all this happening with his own eyes.
With a slight jolt of energy, Ye Chuxiao returned from the past to the present.
Ye Chuxiao, who lowered his head, restrained his emotions and did not reveal anything unusual.
"The murderer who massacred a boatload of people was Old Man Xibi!" Ye Chuxiao made a judgment.
The criss-crossing, inexhaustible bloody threads were so similar to the method used by Old Man Shibi to sew up corpses.
Having similar means is not uncommon in the world of spiritual practice, but just above the Han River, in the land east of the river, with such means and such powerful monks, other than old man Shibi, can it really happen that he suddenly appears?
Doesn’t the second one work?
With this kind of thinking foundation, Ye Chuxiao then reversed what he had experienced before and everything that happened could not help but become even more horrifying.
"He took advantage of Jin Sanniang's thinking errors, and I was also led astray."
"When you connect the current ship massacre with the same type of case eight years ago, you can't help but think of the fundamentalist religion. I subconsciously feel that such a tragedy is inseparable from the fundamentalist religion. And the old man Shibi is related to the fundamentalist religion.
The Five Poisons of the Fundamentalist Cult have a history with each other, so it stands to reason that Old Man Shibi will not be acquainted with the Fundamentalist Cult.”
"The building boat slid in the thick fog and crashed into Old Man Shibi's alchemy cauldron. We also killed a large number of Old Man Shibi's corpses. This made such an 'accident' look more like a plan to kill with a borrowed knife.
It makes people feel as if there is someone behind the scenes who deliberately wants to bring us into conflict with Old Man Sibi, and then kill us with the help of Old Man Sibi."
"When Jin Sanniang cooperated with Cui Yu to 'persuade' the old man Shibi, we had already fallen into a trap. Under the coercion of danger, people often do not question the results they have achieved in turning danger around, because overturning the results is tantamount to
It goes against the survival instinct."
"I don't know what the purpose of Old Man Shibi is, but he definitely wants to contact us through this incident and have a deeper connection with us."
"Debt... is a pretty good excuse."
"Actually, we are just 'in this mountain', so we are misled and confused. Faced with various events and information, our judgment is blurred."
"According to the rules of basic deduction, the first person to appear after the crime is most likely the murderer. I can barely be considered a screenwriter who has written detective scripts. How could I ignore such important information."
The photo stone in Ye Chuxiao's hand recorded all the scenes around him.
Ye Chuxiao, who had completely hidden his good intentions, returned to behind Jin Sanniang, stood at the side and rear, and focused his attention on Jin Sanniang's advantages.
If not, Ye Chuxiao was worried that he would involuntarily look at Old Man Shibi a few more times.
The sensitivity of an old monster like Old Man Shibi to sight must not be ignored.
Jin Sanniang also felt Ye Chuxiao's direct gaze.
If it had been in the past, she wouldn't have cared.
However, a tragedy occurred here, and it was an extremely bloody and brutal murder scene. At this time, Ye Chuxiao also had such interest?
Could it be that he developed some terrible hobby in the dungeon of the Ministry of Punishment?
Jin Sanniang was confused.
But he turned to Cui Yu very naturally and asked: "Has your identity been determined?"
Cui Yu said: "I'm sure, the governor is Ma Bao, the governor of Xichuan. He is an old acquaintance with Xue Ding'an, the Sima of Hedong. Coincidentally, just eight years ago, Ma Bao was the chief governor of Hedong. It was after the annihilation of the Bai family that he was
He was transferred to Xichuan and served as governor."
"Ma Bao, the governor of Xichuan...
?" Jin Sanniang asked doubtfully.
Ye Chuxiao also wanted to know this question.
Unfortunately, his Taoist aura did not come from Ma Bao or Xue Ding'an, but from an assistant officer present.
It was the last trace left by his violent resistance before his death.
Therefore, when Ye Chuxiao used Daoyun's aura to look back in time, he only saw the contents of the space where the assistant officer was before his death.
A large number of shouts came from the river.
The firelight illuminated the dark river, and the noisy voices seemed to dispel the coldness of the night and the river.
Old Man Shibi said at this moment: "Your reinforcements are here, and now I want to take away my reward."
"No! He wants to destroy the traces."
"If the corpse fragments were taken away by Old Man Shibi, then no matter how experienced the corpse cultivator came to examine it, he would not be able to find any clues related to Old Man Shibi."
Ye Chuxiao didn't say anything to stop it.
Instead, he used the trick of stealing the moon and changing the sky to quietly hide a small piece of minced meat.
As the head of a prison in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, it makes sense that he would know how to break into a door.
Regarding the question of whether to change the title of the book, the one with the highest number of likes right now is "The Great Way Is Deficient, You Are Lack of Mind and I am Not Virtuous" by Wan Shiti, and the second most liked one is "Mending the Sky" by Yingzhu.
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Among them, there is also a simplified version of "The Great Road Is Missing" from the first title.