Shang Ci was suddenly relieved a lot at this time about his previous refusal to bring his own imperial sword - it turned out that Senior Brother Li was in trouble, and it didn't seem to be so unkind.

Of course, this is just his own imagination, and the fact should be that Senior Brother Li, who is as cold as frost, will not take his sword even if his mind is not damaged.

"Then let's take the waterway." Shang Ci pulled his hands out of the water, then shook them vigorously in the air, and then quickly rubbed the water stains with his sleeves. He had the courage to look at the dead old man a few more times, and then asked, "But what about this old man?" ”

Li Chi withdrew his finger to release his spiritual power, and a white spirit butterfly flew away from here with its wings, "I have sent the spirit butterfly out, and soon the officers and soldiers of the local town guard will be attracted by it to deal with this matter." ”

Although Yun Mengze takes saving the world as his own responsibility, he has always advocated that ordinary things should not be easily involved, and this kind of murder still needs to be investigated by the local government.

However, since this old man was killed by a monk, things should not be very simple.

Li Chi pondered with his eyes, and his mind was slightly messy.

Shang Ci saw that he seemed to be thinking about something, so he jumped into a small boat first, and then fiddled with the penny propped aside. "Well, the boat is good." He commented, and with a strong hand, he stirred the penny back and forth in the water, allowing the water to splash.

But when Shang Ci's eyes inadvertently swept towards the reeds not far from the embankment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he shouted loudly, "Senior brother! Water, there is blood in the water! ”

What the?

Li Chi's heart sank, and he immediately looked in the direction Shang Ci pointed. Only then did he look at it and realize that there was a faint blood color at the base of the tail of the reed. Because of the fluidity of the river, the blood water spread out and sank in circles along the ripples, as if to hide some shocking secret.

At this moment, the blood was almost completely washed away, and then it would soon return to its former clear appearance.

"Let's take a look." Li Chi immediately made a decision, flew and jumped into the boat, and then chose a cleaner place to sit down. "Follow the direction the blood came from."

"......" Shang Ci licked his dry lips, looked left and right for a while, and then asked hesitantly, "Senior brother, shall I hold the boat?" ”

"Shall I come, then? Or let the old man who died? Li Chi closed his eyes slightly, but his tone was cold, which made Shang Ci's back chill suddenly.

"No, no, no! Senior brother, sit down, I'll hold the boat. He immediately shook his head, bent down and untied the cable holding the boat in place, and then rowed the penny in style.

However, a moment later.

Li Chi opened his eyes lightly, and his gaze fell coldly on the young man in front of him who was trying to "hold the boat".

Shang Ci felt this cold gaze and immediately threw away the penny, and then covered his eyes with both hands, wanting to cry without tears, "Woo woo, senior brother, we haven't moved yet." Woo woo, in fact, I don't know how to hold a boat at all. ”

“......”

Li Chi didn't bother to speak, then closed his eyes again, his slender fingers silently sealed, and then white spiritual power slowly surrounded his fingertips. "The wind rises." Although his mental technique is damaged and he can't resist the sword, there is no problem with using some simple small techniques.

As soon as he fell, the white spiritual power between Li Chi's fingers dispersed in an instant, and then a wind that couldn't come climbed the boat they were on.

Shang Ci's eyes were staring at him - Senior Brother Li was casting a spell! At present, he has only learned some theories, when will he be able to call the wind and rain anytime and anywhere like Senior Brother Li?

I'm so envious!

"Tell me where the blood is in a timely manner." Li Chi instructed, his eyes still closed.

"Oh, oh, oh, got it." Shang Ci nodded a little dumbly, and then hurriedly did what he said.

"Half a foot to the left."

"One foot to the right."

"Turn southeast."

......

The boat quickly passed through the reeds under Shang Ci's gesture and Li Chi's spiritual power, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. A few "chirping" birdsongs pierced the quiet air and splashed on the reed leaves.

Shang Ci held on to the side of the boat, and after saying the words "keep moving forward", he glanced at Li Chi. No, if you want to know the location of the blood and water, Senior Brother Li can't see it himself, so why bother?

He stared at the closed eyes and pale face of the young man in white, and suddenly his soul was blessed.

"Senior brother, are you seasick?"

"......" Li Chi closed his eyes and did not say anything, his face only became more and more pale, and the hull of the ship shook violently with his suddenly weakened spiritual power. But it was only a moment, and his spiritual power was connected again, and the boat moved steadily forward with the help of the wind.

"Oh, it turns out that my brother is really seasick." Li Chi's face has been faintly pale since he got on the boat, and he hasn't spoken much, and it is not easy for Shang Ci, a stupid child with big nerves and a simple mind, to distinguish that people are seasick. It stands to reason that it would be good to know this kind of thing, but his stupid boy sometimes lacks heart, and he still continues to talk, "No wonder the senior brother was reluctant to take the waterway before, it turned out to be because of ......"

In his ears was the sound of the young man's chattering, and the nausea caused by seasickness hit Li Chi's chest in waves, and he finally couldn't help but open his eyes, and then his gaze was cold on Shang Ci's face for a moment before closing it again. "Shut up."

"...... huh? What were you talking about? An arrogant person like Senior Brother Li must not want others to expose his shortcomings, and he actually talks endlessly like a dumbfounder.

After Shang Ci figured this out, he patted his head with hatred, and then sat back honestly and continued to act as Li Chi's "eyes".

The blood in the water grew thicker, and the smell of blood in the air slowly filled Li Chi's nasal cavity. He pressed his fingers to the side of the ship, and his body trembled slightly—how many people would have to die at this level of blood?

"Senior brother, it's an island." Shang Ci squinted at the island not far away, "We're going to get up." ”

Hearing this, Li Chi opened his eyes, the spiritual power in his hand dissipated, and the wooden boat went down the water towards the embankment of the island. What he saw was a small island overgrown with reeds, white reeds swaying in the wind, some of which were dyed red when they fell into the water.

At the junction of the island and the river, dozens of corpses, old and young, male and female, were drenched in blood. The smell of blood had reached its strongest level here, and Shang Ci covered his mouth and nose and jumped behind Li Chi vigorously.

If you get closer, you can see that there are dozens of blood holes in the corpses, and these holes are still bleeding out, directly soaking these corpses into bloody corpses. And those flowing blood poured down the terrain into the river, stirring the water for a moment of turbidity and dark red.