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Chapter 1929 Missing (2)

 The small courtyard was as quiet as death.

Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen stood outside the courtyard gate, looking at each other, and their eyes became serious at the same time.

Both of them have come out of the mountains of swords and seas of fire, so they naturally know how to judge the smell of blood.

Even if you haven't opened the courtyard door and seen the scene inside, you can tell just from the smell of blood in the air that several people have died in the courtyard!

Yun Luo said nothing and quickly looked around.

This small courtyard was purchased privately by Mrs. Yun and used as a hiding place for Butler Qin.

In order to hide it from detection, the small courtyard is located in a very remote location, surrounded by trees, making it difficult to spot even a little further away.

Therefore, the small courtyard is independent and deserted nearby. The nearest farmhouse is at the foot of the mountain, and it takes at least half an hour to walk.

Yun Luo withdrew his gaze and nodded towards Jun Wuchen.

Jun Wuchen raised his hand, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of "Bang!". The ajar door was knocked open by spiritual power, and the door panel smashed directly into the courtyard.

Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen stepped into the courtyard at the same time and took a closer look.

The small courtyard was in a mess, with traces of fighting everywhere.

There were no bricks on the ground, and large and small pits were opened in the dirt. The vegetables planted on both sides were also destroyed, and sporadic blood was sprinkled on the ground.

"No one?" Yun Luo looked around, but there was no body.

But the smell of blood in the air is very pungent, setting off the deathly silence of the small courtyard. In the afterglow of the setting sun, with the shadows of the trees dancing in the distance, it feels a bit scary.

"Come into the house and take a look." Jun Wuchen whispered.

"Let's go." Yun Luo didn't hesitate and immediately walked to the main room with him.

The layout of the small courtyard is very simple. In addition to the main house, there are partitions on both sides, small yards in the front and back, and the kitchen, woodshed, etc. are placed in the backyard.

The scene inside the house is a murder scene.

Blood splashed on the ground, and six corpses lay scattered everywhere.

There are four men and two women, and five of them are ordinary people.

Yun Luo looked at these people carefully and found that they fell to the ground in different postures. Two of them even made escape gestures and fell at the door of the room one after the other.

There are two women, one is a middle-aged woman with a headscarf on her head, and the clothes on her body still smell of oil smoke. She seems to be a cook.

The other one was only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a sarong and a wooden hairpin on his head. There were still tears on his delicate face, and his eyes were wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.

Yun Luo sighed softly, squatted down, reached out and closed the girl's eyes.

"This should be a mother and daughter. The cook is the mother and the girl is her daughter."

Yun Luo said softly, "It's probably due to bad luck that I happened to bump into him and was killed and silenced."

Jun Wuchen nodded and looked at the other four men: "Do you know any of them?"

Yun Luo raised his eyes and quickly locked his eyes on a middle-aged man lying dead by the window. He pointed out: "That's the steward Qin I'm looking for."

Butler Qin was also killed, and his death was exactly the same as the others in the house.

"They were all fatal in one blow." Jun Wuchen glanced at them and quickly made a judgment, "It was obviously the hands of a warrior."

"And this warrior is not low in strength." Yun Luo's eyes were cold.

The six corpses at the scene had exactly the same cause of death.

He was not killed by a sword, but his head was penetrated by a blow. There was only a small bloody hole between his eyebrows, as if a bullet had passed through.


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