The slopes of the mountains several meters high are very gentle, full of yellowing dead grass, Lu Jingwei followed the picture in his memory and found the place where the man-eating grass was, but it was densely packed with dead grass, and it looked exactly the same, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was the man-eating grass.

Lu Jingwei frowned slightly, squatted down, and was about to use the fire palm to burn the surroundings into ashes, so that the man-eating grass would be exposed, but after thinking about it, Lu Jingwei still let go of this thought, and stretched out his hand to touch it carefully in this piece of dead grass.

While touching it, he gently tugged and carefully observed the situation of the grass.

With an intelligence of up to 43 and a strong internal force, Lu Jingwei was able to search this grassland everywhere, and at the same time see the anomalies of this grassland.

A piece of grass, a piece of grass, a piece of grass...... Lu Jingwei slowly dragged it over, and gradually this piece of grass was about to be dragged and touched by Lu Jingwei.

Suddenly, the three dead leaves of a dead grass in front of Lu Jingwei shook a few times, and in Lu Jingwei's surprised gaze, these three dead leaves expanded into a huge green curtain at a lightning speed, sweeping towards Lu Jingwei.

This strange grass actually sensed Lu Jingwei's malice, and in order to avoid being dragged off the rhizome by Lu Jingwei, he simply attacked first and swept towards Lu Jingwei.

The originally thin three small leaves suddenly swelled into a curtain several meters square, this scene made Lu Jingwei stunned, but he had already prepared for this, his body moved, and he used it in eight steps, and easily avoided the attack of this strange grass.

With the strength of Lu Jingwei's provincial realm, not to mention that this strange grass only has three thousand years of fire, even if it accumulates for thousands of years, it is not Lu Jingwei's opponent.

The green curtain returned in vain, and soon turned into three small dead leaves, as if they had never been extended. Lu Jingwei looked at the dead grass from a distance, which was not at all different from the surrounding grass, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, it was the strange grass that I had speculated.

Poisonous Blood Grass, three leaves that can turn into a green curtain, means that this is a poisonous blood grass that has been burned for 3,000 years.

Poisonous blood grass is a strange grass famous in the world, and it is also a highly poisonous grass, as long as you take one and a half stars. The whole person will turn into black blood and there is no way to save it, even if Lu Jingwei once got the bezoar antidote from the Mad God List, it can't withstand the poison of the poisonous blood grass.

For ordinary martial artists, they don't feel that the poisonous blood grass is very useful, but for some poison masters, the poisonous blood grass is a life-saving herb and a weapon to kill the enemy at critical moments.

Lu Jingwei didn't know much about using poison, although he knew the preciousness of the poisonous blood weed, but this poisonous weed was useless to him.

Looking at this three-thousand-year-old poisonous blood grass, a smile crossed the corner of Lu Jingwei's mouth. thought of a way to complete the convulsion task 44, if the operation is done properly, maybe more than ninety percent of Lu Jingwei may use this poisonous weed to complete the convulsion task 44.

After observing this three-thousand-year-old poisonous blood grass for a while, and learning about its situation, Lu Jingwei left the hillside, and the three-thousand-year-old poisonous blood grass with some wisdom behind him realized that something was wrong, and the three dead leaves shook slightly, swaying like a small head. It seems that he is considering a way to get out.

It's just that even if it has some wisdom, it's just a plant after all. In the face of a strong man like Lu Jingwei, if you can't kill people and can't kill your mouth, what awaits you is the disaster of killing.

A day later, Lu Jingwei wore a press card and stood in front of Funiuzhuang with a serious expression: "Hello audience friends, I am Murong Tingfeng, an intern reporter. Now let me reveal the truth about the disappearance of Funiuzhuang for you, and now let's first ask the old man Wang Yuan, who was closest to the hillside where the eight children played. ”

As he spoke, Lu Jingwei's version of Murong Tingfeng, surrounded by a large number of senior photographers with superb photography skills, walked towards the old man Wang Yuan's home, and began to interview in a pretended manner.

After interviewing the old man Wang Yuan. The result was naturally no gain, and then the rest of the villagers still had no gain, and finally Lu Jingwei came to the cave of the second fool's house.

At this moment, there were already many villagers in Funiuzhuang who were attracted by the huge formation of Lu Jingwei and his party, and they all surrounded and pointed at Lu Jingwei and others.

"What's the use of these people doing this, a few years ago, so many policemen turned around our barberry village for dozens of miles, and they didn't find anything, just this one broken reporter, a group of photographers, it's strange that they can find out the truth of the matter."

"I heard that intern reporter is a hero Murong Tingfeng, who can fly eaves and walk on walls, and can jump nine feet high, very powerful, don't underestimate others, maybe people will find out the truth of the matter later."

"What are you talking about, you think this is a martial arts novel, I think they are here to put on a show, otherwise why bring so many photographers, it feels like acting in a movie, where are they here to investigate the case."

"These people really have no conscience, especially this Murong Tingfeng, so many years have passed, the truth of the case can't be found at all, and they have to come here to turn over the things of the year, which makes us feel uncomfortable, if he doesn't look like a big man, I have to break his two legs today." Woo, my poor root baby, what a good baby, it was gone a few years ago. ”

"It's really not authentic for the boss to do this, this is not investigating the case at all, but for show, what's the point, the disappearance of Funiuzhuang is the first strange case in China, how much manpower and material resources were used back then did not find out the truth of the matter, how can our boss be able to find out so casually, it's a joke."

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Not to mention these villagers of Funiuzhuang, even a group of senior photographers hired by Lu Jingwei didn't believe that Lu Jingwei was so engaged in finding out the truth of the year and solving this first strange case that once moved China.

But how did they know that Lu Jingwei was confident, and he had already found out the truth of this case before.

And at this time, Lu Jingwei also asked about the second fool back then: "Second fool, what were you doing when the eight children disappeared, and what did you see?" ”

"In the trees, in the birds, in the clouds, in the meadows, in the streams, in the sheep...... I like clouds so much, clouds are like marshmallows. The second fool drooled and shouted in front of Lu Jingwei and the others, and his stupid appearance was the same as when he was asked by many experienced old policemen a few years ago, and he didn't say anything valuable.

Lu Jingwei's eyes flashed, and he asked with a faint smile: "Second fool, tell me that you were on a tree at the time, so you can see so many things?" (To be continued......)