As soon as the plan was drawn up, several people immediately set about implementing it.

In order to avoid being lightly spoken, Feng Boliang took the initiative to ask for the official assistance of Tiangongmen, so that the contestants in the fourth group would cooperate with the investigation.

Under the gaze of several people, a group of candidates lined up in a long line, walked into the examination room one by one, and touched the second formation after going out to analyze the spiritual power map.

However, it didn't go as smoothly as they thought.

Each candidate who left successfully analyzed the spiritual power pattern. Every time Meng Chan saw one, she shook her head at the others, indicating that he had indeed touched the potion. There have been many failures, and the initial enthusiasm of the four of them has also been consumed.

At this moment, Feng Qiwu had just touched the formation, while waiting for the map to take shape, and at the same time took the handkerchief handed by Feng Boliang, and slowly wiped his hands.

"Sister Bo Liang, who came up with this idea?"

"It seems that An Tong came up with it based on the stories she has heard. Feng Boliang replied casually, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qiwu lightly spit out a few words: "No wonder it's stupid." ”

"If you want an idea, I'll give you one. He looked up and glanced at the long line of contestants, his eyes cold, as if looking at a herd of lambs to the slaughter.

"Use the same venom to make a large number of finished products, and then release poison all over the scene, which one can't hold on, and the first to come up with an antidote to save themselves, that one is the murderer. ”

"Didn't you kill a thousand by mistake?" Feng Boliang grabbed his hair and rubbed it indiscriminately.

If it is really as they think, then the murderer is only manipulated by the people behind the scenes as an outcast, I am afraid that there will be no antidote to him either. If it is really poisoned, the clue will be completely broken.

What's more, this method is too easy to implicate the innocent. At least Feng Boliang will never accept it.

After a few more people, the tester went to Xu Ziji.

"Are you satisfied with this?" wiped his hands, Xu Ziji shook off the tissue fiercely, and his face was full of disgust that had disturbed his cultivation.

"Even if I, Xu Ziji, want to defeat Gu Mingxu, I will only use dignified and upright means, and I will never put a cold arrow behind my back!"

"Miss Bo Liang, I respect you as a person from the Nine Shadows Palace, and I have cooperated with your investigation, but I hope that in the future, without evidence, you will not casually pull me into this kind of boring trick. ”

Throwing down these words with a cold face, Xu Ziji arched his hand towards Feng Boliang perfunctorily: "Farewell." ”

He had just walked out not far away, and Feng Boliang looked at the spiritual power map that was slowly forming on the cardboard, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Hey, wait a minute. ”

Xu Ziji stopped, half-turned around, and raised his eyebrows mockingly: "What, have you found evidence that I am the murderer?"

Feng Boliang looked at the atlas, looked up at him from time to time, and hesitated: "There is no evidence of the murderer, but judging from the atlas, your spiritual power seems to be different from ordinary people?"

Afterwards, she kindly explained: "The disorder of the spiritual veins is a sign of abnormality in cultivation, and it cannot be ignored. If you don't mind, I don't know what kind of exercises you practice, we can discuss it together. ”

Xu Ziji seemed stunned at first, but soon, his facial lines tightened.

"I practice the special exercises of the City Lord's Mansion, the descendants of the Xu family, each of them has to practice, even if the spiritual power is different, it will only be better than the people in the outside world, and it will never be worse!"

"If you want to ask me about the exercises, this is the secret of our puppet city, and I will not pass it on. ”

Ignoring Feng Boliang's dissuasion, he turned around and strode away, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Shen Antong glared at his back and blurted out, "Look at the way he drags him to the sky, what's the big deal? Our Sister Liang is the eldest lady of the Nine Shadows Palace! Who still knows his breaking technique?" As she spoke, she also quietly glanced at Feng Boliang's reaction.

Obviously, with her method of "not falling short at both ends", if she was asked to face Xu Ziji alone, she would definitely immediately change her expression: "The exercises of the puppet city are really amazing, even the eldest lady of the Nine Shadows Hall will be red-eyed!"

"His spiritual power works slower than everyone else, just like a puppet. Returning to reality, after a few glances at the spiritual power map on the cardboard, Shen Antong sneered disdainfully, "I think it is indeed the secret of their puppet city, and after cultivating a lot, normal people are about to become puppets!"

"However, his clan Xu Miyi, the operation of spiritual power is very normal. Feng Boliang compared the two maps, still puzzled.

Spiritual power works slowly, and it usually happens to old people who are old and have no way to cultivate. At that time, their physical functions began to decay, and the qi and blood in their bodies gradually dried up like ordinary old people. As a result, their spiritual power will gradually slow down. That's because their bodies can't afford to be too full of spiritual energy.

Or, if a person's own physique is weak, and when a normal person is seriously ill, then it is also due to self-regulation, and their spiritual power will be relatively slow and good. But in any case, this kind of situation should not appear in a young and healthy young man!

Feng Boliang thought hard, to say that the spiritual power is slow, it is also divided into two situations. One is that, as mentioned above, the qi and blood decay and the depletion of the spiritual veins. And the other, which is indeed beneficial and harmless, is that some young geniuses are mature in nature, no longer like their peers, and their blood is rigid and straightforward, but they know how to calm their minds and fight steadily. In this case, their spiritual power will be more condensed, and every time they mobilize, their power will also be more powerful.

For example, the two favorites now, Yan Lilin and Mo Gucheng, have already entered this category early. It's a pity that most of the contestants are still stuck in the period of rampage. Killing the Nine Heavens is a representative of this.

The two situations may be similar in terms of maps, but Feng Boliang has read a large number of secret law books since she was a child, and she has been personally taught by the master of the Heavenly Palace, she believes that she will never be mistaken.

Could it be that Xu Ziji made something wrong in his practice, and he didn't know it?

Since Xu Miyi's spiritual power map is not abnormal, it means that the exercises of the puppet city themselves are not harmful to the human body. It's just that Xu Ziji has a cold and arrogant personality, and he is too greedy for merit, and he took the wrong path for a while, which is also very likely.

"Leave him alone. Rong Xiao saw that Feng Boliang was distressed, so he took the initiative to take the atlas in her hand and pressed her shoulder comfortingly, "Since he is not a murderer, then we don't need to ask about his personal situation." If his cultivation really goes wrong in the future, we can help it, and we can help it again. ”

Feng Boliang was still a little worried, but the current situation seemed to be the only way. While a few people were talking, a candidate after the test was looking at the atlas on the table, and every time he met the eyes of others, he would immediately and carefully withdraw his gaze. When the people around him leave, they will pretend to raise their eyebrows inadvertently again. It's a little sneaky.

The man was dressed in a brown coat, the front was casually open, and his hair was simply permed. But maybe his appearance is too ordinary, and his dress as a "vocational college student" is basically unforgettable.

"What's wrong, what's the problem?" His peeking three times had already attracted Rong Xiao's attention. Glancing at him, he asked lightly.

The man was startled, and stammered and replied, "No, no ......" He didn't dare to delay any longer, and finally glanced at the spiritual power map on the table, and then sped up and left.

This person does look a little suspicious. However, some people are timid by nature, and when they encounter a large-scale investigation, even if they really haven't done anything, they will be scared and their legs will go weak. The contestants who lined up just now were more flustered than him. Therefore, this little episode, several people did not take it to heart.

After another quarter of an hour or so, the investigation was finally over. However, just looking at the expressions on the faces of the four people, you know that this time, there is still no actual progress.

"After such a big battle, they all touched the bottle. In the end, I still didn't get anything. Meng Chan looked up to the sky and sighed. Even the formation she carefully carved didn't make a difference.

Shen Antong smiled awkwardly: "Maybe the murderer has also heard this story." ”

Indeed, this is in folklore, a rather old detective story. And Shen Antong almost copied it as it was, no wonder he could be seen through by the murderer at a glance.

"It seems that we still have to investigate what Brother Rong Xiao said, 'unorganized people'. After sighing, Feng Boliang stood up again, and pulled up several people around him.

"Then we have to investigate the entire fourth group!" Shen Antong cried with a sad face, and put his arm on the shoulders of the two of them one by one, "The task is arduous......"

So the men continued to investigate without mentioning it, and said that the boy in the brown coat before left the hall and walked straight with his head down. From time to time, he would quietly raise his gaze and look around, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he sat down in a chair. took out the jade slip, and pressed his fingers on the screen like cramps, sending out one text message after another.

What is displayed on the screen is the session interface of the SMS. The peculiarity of this interface is that instead of displaying messages one by one, they are all listed in a single session window. The first column on the left is the message sent by the other party, and the right is the message sent by the owner of the jade slip.

Nowadays, the specific text on the screen, although subtle and difficult to read, is enough to see at a glance that the large and dense messages are almost all concentrated on the right side.

In other words, the owner of the jade slip has sent a large number of messages, but somehow, the other party has never replied.

After waiting for a while, I saw that there was still a dead silence in the jade slip, and on the candidate's head, I don't know when it was covered with a large area of cold sweat. The green tendons in the forehead burst and throbbed violently. And his whole person also fell into a state of madness, as if he had some kind of sudden illness.

"Reply!" his right hand gripped the jade slip, and his free left hand slammed the table, "Are you trying to let me die?"

I don't know whether it was pain or nervousness, his left hand curled up on the table, struggling for a long time, his five fingers were slightly loose, and a small vial loomed out of it.

The examinee stared at the vial as if it were the most terrifying thing he wanted to throw away at once. But once this thing is out of his sight, the damage it causes seems to be even greater. Therefore, in spite of his exhaustion, he had to continue to hold it in his hand, like holding a poisonous insect that was temporarily stiff, but could wake up at any moment and sting him.

In his most tormented period, the door that had clearly been locked by him suddenly heard the sound of the lock pin turning.

There must be other roommates back! The keys to this dorm room are available to everyone who lives here. Ah, shit. Why do you want to come back at this time?

His desk, facing the door. No matter who comes in, he will be the first to meet the other party.

He had chosen this table only because his bed was on the lower bunk to the right of the door. It is very convenient to sit at the table and read a book for a while at night, and turn over directly to bed when you are tired. He didn't realize it until now...... There is such a big hidden danger in this location!

Reflexively, he slammed open the drawer, threw the vial in, slammed the drawer shut, and then hurriedly looked for the lock and hung it on the drawer.

At the moment when the drawer was just closed, the door was pushed open, and Jian Zhiheng walked in.

"Hey, Shi Ya, are you in the dormitory?" As soon as he saw Shi Ya, Jian Zhiheng seemed to be stunned for a moment.

When he turned the doorknob just now, the door was locked, so he had to pull out the key to open the door. But generally speaking, as long as there are people in the dormitory, the door is usually not locked for the convenience of travel. Jian Zhiheng, who was ready to "the room was empty", was a little surprised when he saw Shi Ya coldly.

But soon, he raised his gaze and saw the lower bunk on the side of the window, Tang Du was sleeping on the bed, the quilt was tightly wrapped, and the coat was clumped, covering his face indiscriminately to block the sun. Seeing this, Jian Zhiheng was also relieved.

Maybe Tang Duan was the only one in the room before, and before going to bed, he locked the door as a matter of course. Later, Shi Ya came back and saw Tang Du sleeping, so in order not to affect him, he also locked the door. Hey, I can't imagine that Shi Ya, this kid, usually looks a little unsociable, but his heart is quite fine when it is critical!

"By the way, you said before, something happened to your family, how is it now?" For Tang Dui, Jian Zhiheng deliberately lowered his voice and asked Shi Ya again.

Shi Ya was a boundless student, and he remembered that at the beginning, in order to prepare for the pre-selection, the candidates from several of their academies were all concentrated in the Heavenly Saint Unified Training. At that time, his impression of Shi Ya was that although he was a little silent, he was still a good boy.

With the precedent of his good friend Guan Lin, Jian Zhiheng naturally will not discriminate against Shi Ya. He still dragged him into the group as usual. Under his enthusiasm, Shi Ya's personality is indeed a little more cheerful.

It's just that one day, he suddenly received a summons, and then his face changed, and he asked everyone everywhere to borrow money. At that time, he only said that something happened at home, but he did not say what it was, and the result, of course, did not borrow much.

Although it has been a long time, Jian Zhiheng still remembers it. It's rare to have an opportunity, so it's natural to care about it.

Who knows, Shi Ya seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and her face turned even redder. Almost rudely, he snapped the lock and shouted, "It's none of your business!

"What happened?" Jian Zhiheng was even more worried when he saw him like this, "I really didn't have much money on me at that time, and now my family has just sent me a living allowance, if you need it, we can help you together......"

"It's all right! Let's go!" Shi Ya yelled,

Although Jian Zhiheng was a little confused, he also nodded respectfully: "Okay, let's talk about it when you want to talk about it." Then, he found a piece of clothing in the closet and left the dormitory.

After he left, Tang Dui, who had been sleeping, suddenly took off the clothes on his face and quietly glanced in the direction of Shi Ya, with a thoughtful expression.

(End of chapter)