While waiting, time kept passing, and after two days again, the murderer was still nowhere to be seen, even Kong Chenghong himself was a little doubtful of his judgment.

Two days later, another day, Mao Rui, as the murderer, still did not appear, and thick doubts filled the hearts of every member of the Xiufan investigation team.

Where did Mao Rui go, and why didn't he appear in the Bai family?

Time goes back to three days ago, an hour after Mao Rui left Cheng's house.

Mao Rui, who rushed to the Bai family, stopped the method of tracing the bloodline along the way, even if the target deviated from the route of the Bai family, Mao Rui would spend a while more and take a detour to kill.

This is quite consistent with Kong Chenghong's guess.

Could it be that Mao Rui was because of the detour to kill people, so he hadn't arrived at the Bai family for three days in the past?

Of course not, the method of bloodline tracing also has a sensing range, and that range is not very large.

Therefore, even if Mao Rui takes a detour, he will not go too far.

The reason why Mao Rui was really late was caused by a monk.

After making another detour and killing two side clansmen from unknown families, Mao Rui met a monk, to be precise, Mao Rui was approached by a monk.

This is a very young and powerful monk, fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has already cultivated his qi to perfection. This is quite remarkable among the younger generation of the Xiuzhen Realm in Zhejiang Province, excluding Mao Rui, a nine-year-old guy who built a foundation.

"Amitabha, the little monk is evil, and he has seen this benefactor. As soon as the young monk met, he folded his hands and greeted Mao Rui very politely.

Of course, Mao Rui knew that this was the name of the Buddhists, but why did this name sound so twisted.

Mao Rui complained a little in his heart about the other party's law name, made a bow, and replied: "The little master is polite, I don't know what to do with me?"

The other party has no grudges against him, and his attitude is so polite, Mao Rui also politely returned the gift.

"The resentment on the little monk's benefactor is extremely deep, and it has been transformed into a nameless karmic fire. The little monk knew that people who were entangled in karmic fire would have to suffer from burning their bodies at all times, and the little monk wanted to help the benefactor through the suffering. The evil monk said.

"Oh, what is the way for the little master to get in touch with the suffering of this karmic fire?"

This little monk obviously only has a perfect Qi practice, but he can see that he has karmic fire, and this alone makes Mao Rui feel that this monk with a strange name is not bad, and asked with interest.

"It's very simple, if you want to suffer from the fire of the white head karma, you just need to ask the little monk to send the benefactor to the Western Elysium to report. ”

After the little monk finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly, held a demon-slaying pestle taken out of nowhere, and smashed it down on Mao Rui's head.

"!"

Mao Rui was still thinking about the little monk's words, when he saw a black thing constantly enlarging in his eyes, and he subconsciously burst into a foul mouth. Quickly put your hands together, then spread your hands apart and stretch your arms to the limit.

The space in front of him was distorted, and it was the second space secret method that Mao Rui had mastered after the space bag, the space wall.

There was a faint muffled sound, but it was the evil monk's demon pestle that hit the space wall, causing people to hallucinate.

Taking advantage of the barrier of the space wall, Mao Rui took the opportunity to jump back and jump to the rear. Before his feet hit the ground, the blood-colored scythe had already appeared in his hand. With the force under his feet, he kicked in the void, and with a "bang" sound, he stepped into the air and started to take a cloud step, and the whole person had changed from jumping to sprinting towards the little monk and approached quickly.

In the crisis, Mao Rui is not thinking about escaping, but attacking.

The blood scythe swung to parry the evil pestle.

Before the blow was successful, Mao Rui was in disguise in the air, which was supposed to sweep towards the scythe of evil, and immediately swept into a split, falling towards the head of evil.

A wooden fish appeared in the evil hand, and it seemed to be thrown upwards lightly, and the wooden fish flew up and struck the scythe that slashed at his head.

"Toot ~"

The scythe made contact with the wooden fish, and there was a soft sound on the wooden fish, and a strong concussion was heard. Mao Rui's right hand grasped the handle of the sickle, and he clearly felt a strong force coming down the sickle. His right arm, which was originally a downward split, was swept up in such an inexplicable way.

Mao Rui showed a hint of homesickness on his face, and he didn't understand what was going on at all.

But Mao Rui didn't understand this, and the little monk was really clear about his disgust. This is the chance effect of the other party triggering the wooden fish treasure in his hand.

This wooden fish was passed on to him by the little monk's master who had passed away, and the specific origin is not known, but it is known that it is a treasure with very strong defensive power, and at the same time, when it is physically attacked, there is a certain chance to return it with the same strength.

And Mao Rui was very unlucky to set off, and the odds were not considerable.

Looking at the other party's arms that were raised high and the expression on his face, the little monk knew that the other party was distracted by the effect of the wooden fish.

Such a good opportunity for the little monk will not let go, always wrapped in the upper hand of a string of prayer beads thrown, chanting a Buddha name, the rosary is good in the wind, in the blink of an eye each rosary on it has become the size of a human head, the Mao Rui shrouded in the middle of many prayer beads.

"Receive. With a low cry for evil, the rosary shrank rapidly, looking at the posture, it was to strangle Mao Rui.

Mao Rui, whose right arm was still uncontrollably raised, could let the other party get his wish, and at the moment when the rosary was completely tightened, he successfully completed the transformation into a bone. The rosary, which was supposed to be just holding Mao Rui's waist, suddenly became very loose after Mao Rui turned into a skeleton that was mostly glowing with bronze. Especially in the waist position, there is only one vertebrae.

The whole body sank, and the bones of Mao Rui, who were in mid-air, passed through the rosary ring and fell towards the ground.

This is the right hand that Mao Rui had raised uncontrollably, and after the body withdrew from the rosary ring, the hand bones turned, and the scythe in my hand swung along, cutting off the string that connected each rosary.

Mao Rui's pair of bone legs landed, and many prayer beads scrambled to land one after another, like a wild horse that had released the reins, bouncing and scattering in all directions.

Mao Rui not only successfully got out of the restraint of the little monk, but also successfully destroyed the other party's bondage treasures.

For the evil little monk clasped his hands together, recited a scripture that he didn't know what scriptures he didn't know, and many prayer beads scattered on the ground rose into the air with brushes, shooting towards Mao Rui in no particular order.

Mao Rui, who was still trying to destroy a treasure of the other party, was a little proud in his heart, and when he saw this posture, he hurriedly danced the sickle like a windmill to resist the attack of the rosary.