Xi Chi frowned and kicked something in front of him with his toes.
The blood and oil formed a hard shell, reflecting the colored luster like gemstones.
Break the hard shell and you can see the pale skin underneath.
The joints are thick, the bones are slender, and the nails are sharp.
This is a mermaid arm, or...
Long hands.
Wang Jin had a guess when he saw that some mermaids had no arms.
The long hand is just a by-product of the plan, but it just happens to connect the clues.
Wei Shanhe forced the village chief to make the villagers eat something.
When villagers eat food and turn into mermaids, their arms will be cut off to make long hands.
Wang Jin didn't see any long hands in Chenjiaweizi...which means they come out in full force every year and go up the river with the Mud Dragon King.
The Mud Dragon King kills a platoon leader every year, and the long-hand target is the villagers.
After Paitou dies, he will enter the underground river and become a sample of the Nanyang Master.
"Tsk."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and shook his head slowly.
There are not enough clues, and the reasoning can only go so far.
However, he was certain that Wei Shanhe and Master Nanyang were in a cooperative relationship.
Since cooperation can be discussed, there must be common interests.
"mutual benefit…"
Wang Jin clasped his hands together and breathed a sigh of relief.
The answer is obvious.
dragon.
Although this thing is not displayed openly, it runs through the entire layout secretly.
The samples formed after Paitou's death, as well as the piles of bones in the underground river.
This is all because those big-headed Nanyang magicians want to create a dragon out of nowhere.
"Both groups are competing against the dragon. There must be a reason."
Wang Jin rubbed his temples.
Wei Shanhe stayed here for seventeen years but failed to take away Xiaobai's tomb.
In order to create a dragon, the Nanyang Master did not hesitate to destroy lives and violate human ethics.
Two things are connected...
"Do wonders have anything to do with dragons? It's interesting."
Wang Jin grinned.
He didn't hate the feeling of peeling back the cocoon to find out the truth.
However, he was a little surprised that the drama fanatic could actually discover this.
"Look, this arm is giving the middle finger."
The drama idiot picked up his arm and showed it to Wang Jin, showing a wise smile.
“…”
Wang Jin was speechless for a while.
"Wait, this is..."
The severed hand passed in front of him, Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and grabbed it.
He found a slightly childish handwriting carved on his arm.
The crooked "Su", and the equally crooked "Hua".
Behind the word Su is a horizontal bar, and behind the flower is a checkmark that means everything is normal.
"Carved with little flowers."
Wang Jin also made a checkmark on the severed hand and threw it back.
Although he knew clearly that it was Hu Xiaobei who asked Xiaohua to do this.
But how many years old children dare to carve words directly on corpses? Many adults may not have the courage to do so.
He became more and more curious about what kind of person Song Paitou was, who could teach a child like Xiaohua.
Unfortunately, this question will never have an answer.
"Is Su Xi still alive?"
The drama fanatic looked at the horizontal bar behind the character Su, and his expression suddenly fell.
"Alive."
Wang Jin nodded.
"It's okay until the horizontal bar turns into a cross."
Wow...
The tree behind him swayed back and forth, and the bark fell off.
Soon, the scratches form patterns.
It's a little fox.
——
A little further away from Chen's house, there is a small thatched cottage.
Although the house is very dilapidated, it is kept very clean.
There are flowers and plants planted at the door, as well as a few asparagus trees.
There are white cranes on the other side of the yard, and there are mandarin ducks playing in the water in the deep Tan at the door.
Occasionally, mist rises, making everything appear dreamlike, like the residence of a fairy.
From time to time, pleasant string music could be heard in the thatched cottage, as if someone was playing the piano.
Snapped!
The sound of breaking porcelain was accompanied by yelling.
Let this all become no longer peaceful.
"Damn it... look no evil and die."
The man gritted his teeth and growled.
He poured the contents of the teapot onto the gramophone in front of him.
So the sound of the strings became intermittent.
"It's a good death."
A faint shadow walked out of the deep pool, scaring away the mandarin ducks wandering inside.
The shadow walked into the thatched cottage and sat next to the man generously, holding the tea cup in his hand.
"You still have the fucking nerve to come out?"
The man gritted his teeth and looked at the shadow, his eyes red.
"I'm asking you, who are Wang Jin and the others..."
"Shh."
Shadow slowly put the tea cup to his mouth and raised his head slightly.
Then the tea passed through the shadow and fell on the wicker chair.
"look."
Shadow shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"The limit is to pick up the tea cup, what else do you expect me to do?"
"I have been imprisoned for seventeen years, do you still need to remind me of this kind of thing?"
"Huh...huh."
The man took a deep breath, then snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the thatched cottage.
——
Chenjiaweizi.
The two of them hugged the thick dead wood, and now there was no good place left.
Fortunately, Wang Jin took this opportunity to exchange information with Hu Xiaobei.
Although the results of both surveys are generally the same, there are still subtle differences.
For example, Hu Xiaobei didn't know the map, and Wang Jin didn't know the connection between Song Paitou and Chen Jiaweizi.
"Looking at the timeline, it was a little more than half a year after they left the reincarnation."
"At this time, Chang Tianqing was already suffering from cramps, but it took a while for the chaos in the Northeast to stop."
"Wei Shanhe appeared in Huajiang Village at this time and became the leader of the second platoon."
"He met the Nanyang Master after that, and then came to Chenjiaweizi."
"In other words, the Mud Dragon King was not released by Wei Shanhe, and it has little to do with Master Nanyang."
"Is it something unique to Chenjiaweizi itself..."
Wang Jin rubbed his temples.
"After Wei Shanhe left Huajiang Village, Song Paitou seemed to have discovered something and traveled back and forth between the two places all year round."
"He took back Liu Shuisheng and Xiaohua from the old lady at the head of the village, then disappeared inexplicably some time ago, and finally became the Mud Dragon King."
"specific situation…"
Wang Jin looked at Song He and sighed again.
The latter was still unconscious and couldn't ask even if he wanted to.
"cough…"
"Um?"
The moment he looked away, Wang Jin suddenly noticed that Song He's fingers twitched twice.
"Wake up!"
Xi Chi whispered, reaching out to touch the golden flag.
Wang Jin was unambiguous and put his finger on the remote control.
Song He had not woken up before, so they could still take him with them without worrying about risks.
But now Song He is awake...
Then you have to think carefully about whether he is the real person or not.
"Ahem...Wang Jin..."
The bald man woke up leisurely and saw the playboy with an unkind expression.
"Bah! Traitor."
Before the drama fanatic could react, Song He suddenly turned over and held him down, then performed a standard naked choke with his backhand.
Go smoothly, show no mercy.
"without…"
The playboy's face quickly turned rosy.
Naked strangulation can block the carotid artery and cut off the blood supply.
Even as strong as a cow, he will lose consciousness in just a few seconds.
"Oh shit…"
The playboy's face was gloomy, and the golden flag flashed.
He didn't think he would suffer at the hands of the fisherman.
"Stop."
Wang Jin's voice came, and Song He and Xi Chi let go of each other without hesitation.
The shotgun flashed in front of him, Wang Jin patted the drama fanatic, then turned to look at Song He.
Poker face.
"Is the injury healed?"
The young man spoke slowly, his voice cold.
"alright."
Song He nodded, then took off his shirt, revealing his strong body.
The horrific wound disappeared, leaving only scaly scars near the shoulder and spine.
"call…"
Song He took a deep breath and walked twice in the mist.
The scar hardened rapidly, as if scales were growing out of his flesh.
Almost at the same time, a faint dragon aura began to rise from Song He's body.
This happens only when the Immortal family and its disciples are highly compatible. Wang Jin has seen this with Chang Ye and She Yin.
named…
"Borrow immortal bones."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
The immortal bones that the immortal family could only borrow once in a lifetime appeared in the body of an ordinary person like Song He.
This thing is quite strange...but if you think about it carefully, many things make sense.
"Um."
Song He smiled bitterly, nodded, and opened his mouth to explain.
"Brother, it's not that he fainted just now, or that he really can't wake up."
"In my dream...I saw something so big."
Song He stretched out his hand and gestured.
"I see."
Wang Jin nodded and took his hand out of his pocket.
From the moment he jumped down from the dragon gate, he felt something was wrong.
Song He, an ordinary person, could ask for help from an immortal family he didn't know at all.
Or twice.
No disciple can do it so often, unless the Immortal Family surrounds him all day long.
When being chased by a mermaid, Song He made rapid progress and was able to get help without losing consciousness.
It wasn't until he found that the dragon's aura looked familiar... that Wang Jin relaxed slightly.
He knew that this man was probably dragged into a dream by the huge creature.
Although I don't know whether it was Song He or that thing who woke up... but judging from the current situation, it should be the former.
"Let me save that thing."
Song He looked at Xi Ji, then lowered his voice and spoke.
"You still let me take you with you...but I didn't let you take me with you."
"Hey? Looking down on my brother?"
Xi Chi's hearing was very sensitive, and he stared, quite dissatisfied.
"fine."
Wang Jin shook his head and didn't care.
Although the playboy is not very smart, he resists beatings and is obedient, and his own strength is not weak.
The most important thing is that he will not be affected by [pollution] factors.
This special point is enough for Wang Jin to take him with him.
At that time, it can also depend on the situation, and you can abandon it if you need to.
"You see, eldest brother can't bear to leave me."
The drama fanatic looked at Wang Jin inexplicably shy.
"Where's the little flower?"
Song He did not follow him, but scanned the surroundings, looking for companions.
"You are safer with the fox than we are."
Wang Jin responded casually and then patted Song He on the shoulder.
"I need to know about your father, as much as you want."
After knocking on the tree trunk twice, Wang Jin took out the map and walked to another location.