At this moment, Qu Zunming felt a sharp pain, he felt as if his body was no longer listening, he couldn't move at all, and even his consciousness began to slowly become blurred.

He looked at the longsword in his hand. Looking at the blood on the sword, he seemed to understand something. On a large tree not far from him, a man was tied. It was clear that the man had no sign of life at the moment.

Anyone who sees the scene at this moment will think that he will be a murderer. But only he knows that he has been wronged.

Qu Zunming worked hard, thinking back to the previous incident, he was obviously held hostage by a thin and tall person like a bamboo pole all the way to the back of the cabin, what happened, he didn't remember anything at all, where was the person who held him hostage? Why did a strange person suddenly appear in his eyes again, and what was the matter with the blood sword in his hand?

Shi Manqing looked at him coldly and said lightly,

"I'll give you a chance to take the initiative to explain!"

Qu Zunming looked at him dejectedly, he didn't say a word for a long time, because he didn't know where he should start, and now he was really speechless and speechless.

Shi Manqing looked at him coldly and continued.

"You don't want to say, so now I'll tell you what's going on, this is a recent serial murder case, the murderer's modus operandi is very cruel is to kill people and dismember.

"The first victim was the blacksmith shop in Dongshan Qiaotou, the shopkeeper Old Man Li, the murderer was very cruel, he first cut off Old Man Li's left hand, and then stabbed him deeply in the chest, almost killing him with a knife!"

"The second victim was Wang Dashi, a fishmonger in the Xicheng vegetable market, and the murderer cut off his right hand in the same way, and then stabbed him deep into his heart from the back, also killing him with a knife."

"The third victim is a poor man in the suburbs, named Li Er, who lives by chopping wood all the year round, and there is an old mother at home who needs to be supported, and this deceased lost a left leg, and the murderer's methods are ruthless and accurate, pointing to the heart and killing with a knife!"

"Now you look at the victim, he lost a right leg, you ruthlessly cut off his right leg, and you killed him with a knife in the chest! These victims have no grievances against you, why would you hurt them cruelly, this person in front of you is just an ordinary farmer who farms the land,"

At this moment, Qu Zunming didn't even dare, and raised his eyelids to look at the dead man in front of him. But he still struggled to raise his eyelids, and looked at the dead man who was close at hand, that person was almost hanging from the tree, his head was drooping, and his body was stiff, indicating that he had been dead for a long time!

As Shi Manqing said, the man lost a right leg. From time to time, the bloody wounds are still dripping blood!

Qu Zunming shook his head vigorously, keeping his mind clear, his head was still in chaos, how did he explain it to everyone in order to make them believe what he said.

At the moment when Qu Zunming hesitated, a person beside Shi Manqing asked in a low voice,

"Boss, how did you tell that the deceased was a peasant?"

Qu Zunming unconsciously pricked up his ears to listen to their conversation, and that person's question was also his question.

Shi Manqing said disappreciatively,

"It's very simple, look at the man's clothes and the long pockets on his shoulders, which the peasants used to hold seeds during the spring ploughing, and the mud on the sleeves and neckline of his coat, which he left over from his long work in the fields, and whether his shoes were stained with mud!"

The man nodded approvingly. Turning to look at Qu Zunming, he asked sharply.

"Why would you poison some unarmed civilians, if you are stabbing those corrupt officials, I will still have some admiration for you, and it is not an exaggeration to cut you with a thousand knives from a mad person like you!"

At the moment when he just wanted to speak, Shi Manqing shouted coldly.

"Old man Li is a blacksmith shop, which belongs to fire, and Wang Dashi is a rain seller and belongs to water. Li Er, who makes a living by chopping firewood all year round, is a wood. The deceased in front of me is a peasant, belonging to the earth, I don't know what your purpose is, but I have decided not to let the fifth person die! ”

The people around Shi Manqing said impatiently,

"Boss, what are you talking nonsense about him? Now it's a human account, and I don't think he has anything to say, just take it away,"

At this moment, a leaf gently fell on Qu Zunming's face, and he looked up sharply to find that the sky was still so dim, but a few shining stars could be seen sporadically.

It occurred to him that he had not seen this before. I remember that he walked all the way to the depths of the woods with the thin, tall bamboo pole-like man and saw a small wooden house. He remembered that there was still a fire in the cabin. There should be someone inside.

He hadn't taken a few steps before he noticed that the tall bamboo pole was gone, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. The dense trees around him kept approaching it like long legs, and the strong sense of oppression made him breathless, and he unconsciously moved towards the cabin, and at this moment the door of the cabin actually opened.

I saw the tall bamboo pole walking towards him with a long sword in his hand, and his fierce appearance seemed to eat people. Qu Zunming unconsciously took a few steps back. The man didn't say a word, he raised the long knife as if it was slashing at the top of his head, and Qu Zunming retreated in fright. He is still a modern person, how can he know the martial arts of the ancients, although his escape technique is very powerful, but it is also with the help of modern advanced technology. Not to mention any unfathomable kung fu such as flying eaves and walking on walls, light work.

Qu Zunming gestured in fear. What can help him escape at this moment is that he has studied taekwondo for a few years. But that little bit of three-legged cat kung fu is nothing in front of this master.

Qu Zunming was forced by that person to retreat. He turned and ran in the direction of the woods, desperately struggling towards a headless fly. Until he slammed into the tree. At that time, he was very frightened. It is also a soldier. Especially the dark shadow dangling in the trees. Qu Zunming, who had been knocked to the ground, subconsciously reached out to touch it. I didn't know when I found a sword on the ground.

He gripped the sword tightly and pointed it at the shadow. But he didn't know what he was doing, as if he was completely under someone's control. Later, he gradually lost consciousness, and he didn't know what happened next.