Wen Jun didn't care to find out if Zhou Xiaolei was injured, so he took three steps and made two steps, quickly swept to the interrogation table, and pulled over the white and red words on the table.

A line of eye-catching handwriting immediately jumped into his eyes - "To the Chinese martial arts colleagues". The handwriting is bright red, strong and powerful, revealing a stream of blood and murderous intent.

Wen Jun was stunned, and then couldn't wait to look down.

"Colleagues of Huaxia Martial Arts: You don't seem to have forgotten the 'killing knife' of the mighty martial arts five hundred years ago. That's right, what you're seeing today is indeed a 'killing knife'! The 'killing knife' that stirred up the Chinese martial arts five hundred years ago has now reappeared in the rivers and lakes! ”

"Five hundred years ago, despite the most despicable means of your predecessors, they were not able to kill me. This cannot but be said to be a miracle. Ha ha...... You read that right, I'm the owner of the 'Killing Knife' - Shunji Nakamura, I'm not dead! ”

"Haha...... I seem to see your unbelievable gaze, this ...... How is this possible? A person from 500 years ago, even if he hadn't been killed at that time and survived by luck, would not have survived until now! ”

"Do you think I'm playing tricks? Ha ha...... In fact, I still have half a doubt, thinking that all this is not only incredible, it is simply a fantasy! But that's just the way it is. When the time comes, I'll explain to you the ins and outs. ”

"Participating in this martial arts competition, I originally wanted to win the championship and announce my return to Huaxia martial arts. I never thought that the stars would change, and there were many talents, Huaxia martial arts is no longer the martial arts of five hundred years ago, and I am still the same Nakamura Shunji five hundred years ago. ”

"I accidentally fell into the hands of an unknown junior, you probably thought that I would be disheartened and collapsed, right? No, never! I'm not going to stop there! Let me tell you, my current strength has not yet recovered to fifty percent of its peak, haha...... 'Killing Knife', please keep it for me for a while, and I will naturally come to fetch it then." ”

"Boy, although your technique of pointing points is a must, it can't help me. You know why? It doesn't hurt to tell you, I've moved the acupuncture points a few millimeters before you do anything to me, haha...... I come and go freely, I come and go when I want, who can stop me? The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever. Boy, the day we meet again will be your time of death! ”

Zhou Xiaolei saw Wen Jun holding a piece of paper, motionless and deep in thought, she couldn't help but walk over and asked with concern: "Xiaojun, what is written on it?" ”

Wen Jun frowned, silently handed the white paper and red letters in his hand into her hand, and then slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, a trace of ominous premonition wrapped around her heart.

Da Da ...... A burst of urgent footsteps came from outside the door, and then Qin Haoran, Zhuge Feiyang, and Zhuge Qingyao appeared at the door of the interrogation room.

Seeing Wen Jun's deep appearance, Qin Haoran couldn't help asking, "Jun'er, why are you in a daze?" What about Wang Shuming? ”

Wen Jun looked up at the three people standing at the door, and said with a wry smile: "He has already fled." ”

Zhuge Feiyang's body shook suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Escape...... Fled? ”

Qin Haoran said in a deep voice: "Xiaolei, what's going on? How did he escape? ”

Wen Jun sighed and said, "Master, Master Zhuge , you better take a look at the letter he left first." ”

Qin Haoran was surprised: "Letter? Where is it? ”

Zhou Xiaolei quickly walked up to Qin Haoran, her fingers trembled, and she handed the white paper and red letters to Qin Haoran, and the pretty face like a peach blossom was cloudy and sunny.

Qin Haoran hurriedly spread out the letter in front of him with both hands, and the eyes of Zhuge Feiyang, father and daughter, who were standing on his left and right, fell on it in unison.

When he saw the shocking dark red handwriting, Zhuge Feiyang exclaimed: "What a murderous aura, it turned out to be a blood letter!" ”

Zhou Xiaolei can also be regarded as a female man who does not let her eyebrows go, when she heard the word "blood book", Hua Rong was suddenly eclipsed, and her body couldn't help but lean towards Wen Jun.

Wen Jun was silent, a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes glanced at Zhuge Feiyang and Qin Haoran's faces, quietly observing their reactions.

Zhuge Feiyang and Qin Haoran's faces changed from surprise to gloom, and when they read the entire sealed blood book, they finally turned into panic!

The interrogation room was quiet, eerily quiet.

Qin Haoran's palms were covered with cold sweat, and the blood book in his hand was slowly soaked.

After a long time, Zhuge Feiyang said in a trembling voice: "This ...... How is this possible? Even if Shunji Nakamura hadn't been killed at the time and had survived, he wouldn't have survived to the present day...... Now. ”

Today's science shows that some groups of human beings do have longevity genes in their bodies, but the lifespan is only about 100 years old. Even if Shunji Nakamura is a special case, his lifespan will not reach more than 500 years old!

Qin Haoran said categorically: "I think this person is just pretending to be a ghost and trying to scare us." Do you look at his face, like a man in his five hundreds? ”

Zhou Xiaolei didn't know what to do, and suddenly said: "Could it be a rejuvenation?" ”

Qin Haoran glanced at her and said sarcastically: "Have you read too much gossip news, you can say this." ”

Zhou Xiaolei smashed her lips and closed her mouth obediently.

Zhuge Qingyao suddenly said: "This person's words are not completely groundless. ”

Zhuge Qingyao looked at his daughter in amazement and said, "Yao'er, do you believe this?" ”

Zhuge Qingyao blinked his eyes and said softly: "It is said that when a person dies, if his soul is not dispersed, by chance, it is very likely to attach to other people and be reincarnated. ”

Zhuge Feiyang was surprised: "Possessed? Yao'er, how did you have this strange idea? ”

Zhuge Qing looked at Wen Jun from afar, and stopped talking.

Qin Haoran suddenly said: "Buddhism also has the word 'soul reincarnation', but it must be a high-ranking monk. Shunji Nakamura is an out-and-out executioner, and his hands are covered in blood. ”

Wen Jun pondered for a long time, sighed, and said: "There is another situation, when a person is wronged and dies, his unjust spirit may also linger, become a lonely ghost and wander in the wilderness, and when someone happens to pass by, it will attach to this person, which is called 'ghost upper body'. ”

Zhou Xiaolei, who was leaning next to Wen Jun, trembled violently and said in horror: "Ah! Ghost upper body? Is this really possible? ”

Zhuge Feiyang's brows became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly said, "No matter what the situation is, first check Wang Shuming's identity." ”

Zhou Xiaolei said: "How do you want to check?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang groaned: "He participated in this martial arts competition as a folk person, and the organizing committee must have registered his ID card, but I'm afraid I can't find his home address?" ”