The green jade crumbs scattered in the silt by the lake are finely ground one by one, but they still show large and small irregular grains. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Jun knew that the nameplate of the Xuantianmen disciple was not ordinary, and it was difficult to crush it, even if it was ground into the current corn ballast, he didn't know how much work it took.

He compared the jade shavings with the material of the green jade nameplate in his hand, which was exactly the same.

The nameplate of the Xuantianmen disciple has several major functions such as identity and communication, and never leaves the body, who will grind the nameplate and sprinkle it into the water?

Yang Jun remembered the blue-green jade belt like the Milky Way that he had just seen underwater, and knew that there was something wrong with this, so he took a breath and dived under the water again.

The jade chips are either sparsely or densely and irregularly scattered in the silt at the bottom of the lake, hidden in the dense purple reed grass.

Yang Jun swam nearly ten zhang along this jade belt in the water, and the blue-green jade brilliance disappeared completely.

Fished out some jade shavings from the mud, pinching the jade shavings in his palm, Yang Jun's face became a little heavy.

Being ground into jade shavings can sprinkle such a large area, there must be more than ten or eight nameplates.

And the nameplates are shattered, and the owners of these nameplates are definitely dead.

He picked up a jade shavings and looked at it carefully, and it looked like the section was still very new.

Yang Jun couldn't help but scratch his head.

Wouldn't this be a murder that killed people and threw corpses, oh no, it's a murder case of destroying corpses?

He looked around, but there was no movement except for the iron-clad green-maned beasts grazing on the shore.

Don't really throw a corpse, right?

Thinking of the news that he had seen before about killing people and dismembering corpses and then throwing corpses, Yang Jun's face was not very good-looking.

Feeling a little suspicious, he dived into the water and swam around, but found no traces. Only then did he return to the area where the jade chips were scattered, and fished out a large handful of jade chips from the mud.

Yang Jun held the jade shavings in his hand, and he hesitated.

I came to Xuantianmen to upgrade my experience in fighting monsters, and I didn't want to open a copy of the detective case at all. Also, forget it, right?

Yang Jun frowned slightly, and his hand was loosened, wanting to spill the jade shavings in his hand back.

Thinking about it again, maybe Xuantianmen will investigate, and he doesn't care about it, but he can reveal it through Jiang Linxian or others.

pinched his earlobe, but it was still put away.

Summoning the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and stepping up, Yang Jun returned along the same path.

It was still dusk when I hunted the Iron Bully Bluemane Beast just now, and the sun was still setting, and now the sun had set, and there was only a trace of afterglow left in the sky.

Yang Jun thought about the pile of jade crumbs just now, and his mood was not very good.

Xuantianmen is not a safe realm.

It seemed that for the first time he realized that his life was also in danger here.

Perhaps, the road of upgrading and fighting monsters by yourself is not as easy as imagined.

Yang Jun was preoccupied with things, and his feet jumped quickly, rushing back to the cave at a much faster speed than when he came. 、

The real people of Gangshan had already lit a bonfire in the cave and set up a cauldron to boil water.

Seeing him come back, he couldn't help but chatter: "Stinky boy, the movement is so slow, I am almost starving to death of mountain people!" ”

Yang Jun rushed into the cave in one breath, his hanging heart finally landed, and his tense face along the way eased a little.

He sighed quietly.

What a real person in the mountain.

He swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out, and squinted at Yang Jun with his head tilted: "Dead boy, where is the ghost behind you?" ”

Yang Jun saw the pile of jade shavings, and thought a little too much along the way, and his nerves were tense all the time. Hearing the familiar tone of the real person of Yushan, he couldn't help but retort: "If you don't run faster, I'm afraid that there will be a starving ghost waiting for me when I come back!" ”

The real person of Gangshan laughed twice, but he was not angry.

Yang Jun looked at him in surprise.

Seeing that the old man's face was still smiling at the last moment, his face immediately changed, and he raised his eyebrows and shouted at him: "Take out the Qiankun bag quickly!" I'm a hungry ghost, and if I don't have meat to eat, I'll eat you and other disobedient stinky boys! ”

This intimidation ...... After a few words with the real person of Gangshan, Yang Jun still couldn't raise any interest, and handed over the Qiankun bag with a look of arrogance.

Seeing that he was depressed, he didn't have much difficulty for him, he did it himself, and dismantled an iron bully blue-maned beast in a few clicks.

The barbed leather armor was stripped off and tossed aside, flesh and bone separated, and all thrown into the cauldron where the corner was missing.

Yang Jun was stunned from the sidelines.

Ignoring the thoughts in his mind, he leaned over and asked, "Are you...... How do you do it? ”

I didn't see the real person of Gangshan take out a knife or sword, and just dismantle the thousand-pound giant beast wrapped in tough leather armor with his bare hands? Cow!

Yushan Zhenren squinted at him and flicked his nails: "Yo, where is the envy?" Insect carving skills! ”

"Hey, hey, hey, you're amazing!" Yang Jun laughed cooperatively.

Yang Jun brought it back by himself, so he naturally knew it. This iron-clad blue-maned beast weighs nearly 1,200 catties even with its belt bones, and even if it is peeled off, it still weighs 1,000 catties.

Thousands of pounds of bones and pieces of meat were thrown into the pot, and it looked like less than half of them.

This tattered cauldron is not even ordinary.

Yang Jun was looking into the pot with his head tilted, and he heard the real person of Yushan ask him, "What happened when you went out today?" ”

"Huh?"

"Shh Seeing his pretended to be dazed, the real person of Yushan shook the eye knife contemptuously, "When the mountain man I am blind?" In a hurry, your pants are almost gone, right? ”

Yang Jun's face turned red.

Seeing so many jade plate crumbs, he was a little worried that he would encounter a murderer and be destroyed.

Thinking of this ancestor's actions, it is not that he has nothing to do in his heart.

After thinking about it, Yang Jun was not ready to hide it, so he took out a handful of jade plate crumbs and handed them to the real person of Yushan.

"Found in the silt at the bottom of Lake Phantom Thunder."

The real person of Yushan stared at the meat in the pot, and glanced at Yang Jun's hand when he heard the words.

"Just lost." He said.

Yang Jun carefully observed the expression of the real person in Yushan, but saw that the old man's eyes fell into the pot again, and his expression did not change.

"The owners of these nameplates, all of them, are dead?"

The real person of Gangshan did not answer.

Yang Jun sighed and put away the jade crumbs.

Just listen to the true humanity of Gangshan: "Dead people, what's the big deal." ”

Yang Jun was surprised.

It's not strange to be dead, but aren't you an elder of Xuantianmen, but it's your old junior who died?

At the same time, I felt that the tone of the real person in the mountain was a little cold, which was different from the usual laughing and scolding.

Yang Jun lowered his head and looked at the jumping flames without speaking.

The real person of Yushan laughed and said, "You kid, you haven't seen your situation clearly!" What do you think Xuantianmen is? Can you sit back and relax when you enter the Xuantian Gate? ”

"Fart!" A thin branch in the hand of the real person of Yushan knocked on Yang Jun's head with a "snap", "I don't have any ability, I don't know how to die!" ”

"Are these scum optimistic? If you're not careful, you'll be next! ”

Yang Jun is not unable to accept dead people. Last time, he dragged Cheng Xu's bastard into the Dajin River, and the first time he killed someone, he didn't have any psychological burden.

Cause and effect, he had a grudge against Cheng Xu, and Cheng Xu did not have good intentions. If you can't keep your life busy, how can you care about the life and death of the culprit's mortal enemy?

Seeing these jade plate crumbs today, Yang Jun roughly calculated, I am afraid that there will be no less than sixty, which means that sixty people died at one time.

He didn't know what could happen in the Xuantian Sect that could kill so many disciples. What is the mentality of a murderer?

On the way back, he had already thought about what he would encounter on the road in the future, whether one day, he would also be killed like this, there would be no corpse, and the only identification certificate would be shattered into powder.

Yang Jun lowered his eyelids, and his voice was a little dull: "Old Ancestor, in the Xuantian Gate, what can make people such a killer?" ”

Seeing that this kid was gone, he pouted and didn't slow down his tone at all.

"What's so strange about this!" He threw the branch in his hand into the fire, "Boy, you are just too young and naïve!" ”

Yang Jun was trained by him and couldn't raise his head a little.

Staring at the bonfire and thinking for a moment, feeling that it seemed difficult to achieve the path of cultivating immortals to upgrade and fight monsters alone, he asked the real person of Chaoshan Mountain: "Old Ancestor, today's blood cultivation, you have already seen it?" Interested in exposing him? Does this matter have anything to do with these jade shavings? ”

The color of the beast's flesh had gradually turned white, and the blood of the Iron Li's blue-maned beast melted into the boiling water, slowly turning a pot of boiling water into a milky white soup, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

This time, the real person of Gangshan avoided answering.

"Hey, stinky boy, do you smell it? Let me tell you, this time it's a mountain man, I'm so hungry that I can't stand it, I can't wait for you, a stinky boy who grinds and chirps. You can see it, I won't do it next time, you have to cook it yourself! ”

Yang Jun sighed, and the topic shifted.

He scratched his head in confusion.

This old ancestor, wasn't he quite serious when he spoke just now, why did he turn his head and talk about him left and right. This number of roads is not confusing at all.

The meat of the Tieli green-maned beast is fresh and tender, and the soup boiled out by adding a body of hundreds of pounds of bones is even more fragrant, rich and fragrant, and extremely attractive.

Yang Jun, who was originally in a low mood and had no appetite, was also hooked out of the gluttony.

Since the real person of Yushan doesn't talk to him about serious things now, Yang Jun doesn't ask either.

He always had a thought, and the future would be long.

pondering, this old ancestor seems to be unreliable, but in fact, it is not without purpose, and everything he does should have a deep meaning.

Since witnessing what happened on the platform today, Yang Jun classified the real people of Yushan as a "unfathomable" type of people.

He brought himself here, certainly not as he had shown in the Temple of the Ascending Clouds.

At that time, he seemed to be playing with his nephew, and he seemed to take a fancy to his ten thousand butcher knife.

But how is this possible?

Before you find out, you should have reservations.

Since this old ancestor refused to say, Yang Jun stopped asking.

Looking at the increasingly rich soup in the pot, Yang Jun's eyes moved up and down the steaming water vapor in the pot and the beating flame under the pot, but his heart was full of thoughts. (To be continued.) )