Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 57: Shocking Change [Part 2]
Zhao Rang reached out and patted Shen Liushu's back gently, trying to calm his cough.
Although this action is useless, basically everyone does it. Just like picking your throat after drinking too much is not good for your health, but everyone still does it.
As soon as Zhao Rang took two pats, Shen Liushu covered his mouth, as if he wanted to stifle his cough.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Rang wanted to laugh inexplicably...because in his understanding, coughs and sneezes were absolutely uncontrollable.
Unexpectedly, Shen Liushu actually suppressed his cough... Not only did he suppress his cough, he also suppressed his tears!
In an instant, he returned to his previous appearance, and the paleness and weirdness on his face were gone.
If the color on his face hadn't fully recovered, Zhao Rang would have really doubted his eyes and head. Did he see it wrong, or was he overthinking it?
"Master Zhao, Master Ximen..."
Shen Liushu spoke with great difficulty, and his voice was extremely hoarse, which was caused by excessive congestion.
"What's wrong? You looked so weird just now. Why hasn't the Zhong family class started performing yet?"
Ximen Dazhuang couldn't bear it for a long time. Now seeing Shen Liushu coughing and crying again, he felt even more upset. He slapped the table with his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, making the table shake violently. , almost broke.
"You two gentlemen, can you...can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Chen Liushu said hesitantly.
Ximen Dazhuang was about to get angry, but Zhao Rang waved his hand at him.
He knew that Shen Liushu must have encountered something extremely difficult, otherwise his temperament would not have changed so drastically in such a short period of time.
From the moment the four of them arrived at Tongbao Bank, although Shen Liushu was respectful, he spoke and acted very neatly without any delay.
Zhao Rang held Shen Liushu's arm, walked with him to a secluded corner, and asked:
"Shop Manager Shen, what happened?"
Chen Liushu pursed his lips, as if he didn't know how to speak. After struggling for a long time, he finally choked out a sentence and said:
"You two gentlemen, you'd better go and see it for yourself. I really don't know how to describe it..."
Shen Liushu had been calling himself "little" in front of Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang. Now he suddenly said "I", which proved from the side that he was already in a state of chaos.
"Okay, let's go!"
Zhao Rang nodded calmly, followed closely by Ximen Dazhuang. As for Yuan Kexin and Ye Sanniang, they did not leave the table.
Chen Liushu led the two of them from a narrow passage on the far right side of the open space to a separate courtyard.
"You two gentlemen, this is my own private courtyard."
Zhao Rang saw that the gate was tightly closed and the courtyard wall was intact, with no signs of climbing.
Chen Liushu gently pushed open the courtyard door, and a strong smell of blood rushed out from inside! It made Zhao Rang frown.
But there were no lights in the yard and it was pitch dark, so he couldn't see clearly what was going on.
Chen Liushu took out the fire seal he carried with him, lit a torch, handed it to Zhao Rang, and said:
"Mr. Zhao, look..."
Zhao Rang took the torch, looked at his feet, and found that bright red blood had flowed to the threshold. If it hadn't been caught by the threshold stone, it would have spilled out of the house.
"How fucking disgusting! What kind of blood is this!"
Ximen Dazhuang saw that his feet were stepping on a pool of sticky blood. He kept cursing and scratching the soles of his shoes on the stone threshold.
Zhao Rang ignored him and walked in with the torch.
With just one glance, I saw more than a dozen corpses lying scattered in the yard!
These corpses were all lying on their backs on the ground, and they were all wearing uniform clothes.
Zhao Rang bent down and took a closer look, and found that their clothes all had the word "clock" embroidered on their left chests.
"Manager Shen, are they all from the Zhong family class?"
Chen Liushu slowly walked forward and said:
"Exactly. After the Zhong family arrived, the younger one vacated this courtyard for them to live."
"But just now, just now..."
Seeing that Shen Liushu was about to take a breath again, Zhao Rang quickly took over and said:
"Just now you came to ask them to prepare for a performance, and then this place became like this, right?"
Shen Liushu's mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, and he could only nod his head fiercely.
"okay, I get it."
Zhao Rang patted Shen Liushu's shoulder gently to comfort him, and then continued to walk inside holding the torch.
"A master kills and leaves no chicken or dog alive..."
These eight words came to Zhao Rang's mind.
The Zhong Family Class is a traveling juggling troupe. In addition to the unique skills of strange people, it also trains monkeys, pigs, dogs and other animals. But at this moment, these animals, like the owners who tamed them, have turned into cold corpses, quietly lie on the floor.
When we walked into the main hall, there was only one corpse.
"This is the wrestling king, one of the Eight Wonders!"
Ximen Dazhuang said in surprise!
Zhao Rang took a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the blood he had sucked into his chest.
"Yes, that's him."
The wrestling king once defeated the wrestling masters in eighteen cities in succession in the northern and southern areas of Dawei. Later, he traveled to Yangguan, Qingpingguan, and Hailingguan to compete with the athletes in the border army, but he was still undefeated. Hence it was given such names.
But now the wrestling king is slumped limply on the main seat of the main hall, like a catfish with its spine ripped out.
His eyes were closed tightly, but what flowed out from under his eyelids was not blood, but a yellow-white mucus.
"Brother Rang, how did he die?"
Ximen Dazhuang did not see any injuries on the body of this wrestling king, but thought that the appearance of his death was quite strange and inconsistent with common sense.
Zhao Rang used his toes to pick up one of the wrestling king's legs that was hanging on the ground and said:
"did you see it?"
Ximen Dazhuang looked at it carefully for a while and replied:
"Saw!"
"But I didn't understand..."
Zhao Rang explained:
"The reason why the King of Wrestling is undefeated all year round is precisely because his lower body skills are extremely solid and stable. It is like taking root when it lands on the ground. As long as you put your feet on the ground, no one can pull it out!"
"But when you look at his legs now, what do they look like?"
Ximen Dazhuang blurted out:
"Like noodles! And like earthworms! Anyway, it's that kind of boneless thing."
Zhao Rang nodded.
This time Ximen Dazhuang was right, and it was exactly what he thought.
But it wasn't just the Wrestling King's legs that had become like this. In fact, his whole body, except for his head, had become like a snail that had lost its shell.
This is because all the bones in his body were broken!
It broke into pieces smaller than the bones of a vase that fell to the ground!
In addition, the wrestling king's solid muscles loosened under repeated beatings.
If the skin hadn't been tight on the outermost layer, his whole body would have turned into a puddle of flesh!
"It's impossible, Brother Rang!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Ximen Dazhuang has always believed in Zhao Rang's words, but this time he directly questioned it twice.
Zhao Rang asked calmly:
"What's impossible?"
Ximen Dazhuang said impatiently:
"If all the bones and flesh in the wrestling king's body have been smashed into dregs and mud, then why is his skin still so intact?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"This is the genius of a killer."
The young man in the former court once summed up a set of methods for making boards.
As long as the prisoner paid enough money, the seemingly stormy boards would come down again and again, but in the end, the tofu that was separated by a layer of sacks was not even broken!
But if he was not given this job, he would be beaten with a few muffled sounds and his bones would be broken, and he would have to spend the rest of his life eating, drinking, and defecating in bed.
This is also true for the strange death of the wrestling king.
The person who beat him had very good control over his strength.
Each time, it was within the tolerance of his skin, but it used dark force to smash all the muscles and bones in his body, even his eyeballs.
"This... Brother Rang, can anyone really do this?"
Ximen Dazhuang's voice was slightly trembling.
To be able to scare someone as fearless as him is a very rare thing.
Zhao Rang shook his head and said:
"Before I saw it, I didn't think it was there. But now that it's right in front of me, what else can I do?"
Ximen Dazhuang hid behind Zhao Rang and whispered:
"Could it be..."
As he spoke, he pointed to the ground with his finger.
Zhao Rang frowned and replied:
"You want to say it's haunted?"
As soon as the last word was spoken, Ximen Dazhuang jumped out of the main hall.
"Brother Rang, it's late at night...don't say this word! People don't like to hear it, but that thing does!"
Zhao Rang glanced at him expressionlessly, thinking that it was time for this brother to go out, otherwise if he stayed with his grandma any longer, he would become one of those swindlers who stalked the streets!
"If you're scared, go out and drink. Drinking will make you daring!"
After hearing this, Ximen Dazhuang was unconvinced again!
He straightened his chest, raised his chin, wiped the cold sweat from the back of his neck, and said:
"Whoever is scared, I just said it casually!"
Zhao Rang didn't argue with him. He looked at the rooms on both sides and walked to the left first.
Of course there were bodies in the room too.
Everyone in this courtyard was slaughtered!
This room was divided into front and back parts by a six-sided screen. Therefore, the two corpses, one in front of the screen and one behind the screen, were the Arrow King and the Zhongban King among the Eight Wonderful People respectively.
As the name of the Divine Arrow King implies, this man has extremely superb shooting skills. He has reached the point of "controlling arrows with Qi". He can chase the soul with one arrow without missing any arrows. He is evenly matched with Lian Gongzi, the rebel general of the armored army.
But there was a terrifying blood hole on his forehead at this moment.
Zhao Rang knew at a glance that it was left behind by an arrow.
The King of Divine Arrow still holds the precious eagle bow in his hand. I don’t know if he shot an arrow before he died, but he did die under someone else’s arrow. The word "Arrow" has become a joke.
!
Zhao Rang suddenly thought that there was more than one killer who attacked the Zhong family class! They should be the same eight people as the eight strange people in the Zhong family class.
And the martial arts that each person practices corresponds exactly to it.
The wrestling king was beaten to death repeatedly, and the arrow king was pierced in the head by an arrow.
But King Zhongban, his most proud arms were pinched off inch by inch!