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Stained with ink?Your ghostly methods, it's that simple?

But under Qi Fei's strong leadership, they all lined up and began to dip ink.

Including Ting Qingqing, Du Ziteng, the white-clothed disciples and all the Dao Extreme Realm real people.

Of course, there are also Qi Fei himself and Lin Chen.

Lin Chen has been watching from the sidelines, and everyone's expressions when they are stained with ink.

When Long Dillon came to dip it, the complicated and distorted expression on his face made Lin Chen almost laugh.

How hesitant and reluctant it is to have such an expression!

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When everyone had ink on their hands, Lin Chen shouted again: "Okay!"

"See this box in my hand?"

"I've already arranged a mysterious method inside the box that only the fairy world can have!"

"Next, as long as you put your hand into the box and touch the inner wall, you will immediately know if it is the real murderer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held the box with one hand, reached into the box himself, and touched it.

"Boom!"

This sound shows that he has indeed touched the inner wall.

"Guys, follow my example!!" he said, holding the box in both hands, squinting and smiling, waiting for a man to come and run into a wall.

"Okay! I'll come first!" Qi Fei took the lead, drawing a gourd in the same way, his hand hitting the wall, and making a "bang" sound.

Lin Chen smiled.

He understood that as long as he had a clear conscience, there was no reason not to do what he was told.

With Qi Fei taking the lead, one after another, the white-clothed disciples and the real people of the Dao Extreme Realm came to the black box at one time, and they hit the wall one after another.

"Knock!"

The sound is crisp and crisp.

But to Long Dillon's confused ears, it was like the sound of a conjuring spirit. There seemed to be a voice lingering in their ears: "Don't touch it! This is a means of the fairy world, and it must not be touched!"

Therefore, when they came to Lin Chen, they were obviously empty-hearted. When the probe reached into the black box, he didn't think about it at all, and directly condensed an air wave in the palm of his hand, flicked his fingers, and vibrated the wall with the air wave, which made that "dong".

The inside of the black box was pitch black, and the two of them used some tricks to confuse their vision, and no one noticed the difference.

They returned to their original positions with a burst of relief as they discussed.

"It should be okay now, right?"

"No problem! no one knows we didn't hit a wall!"

"Hmph! I'll see what kind of immortal methods he can use to resist us! I haven't touched it, I don't believe he can still come out!"

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Just when the two of them were beaming with pride in their hearts, Lin Chen quickly announced that the encounter was over, and he was going to find out the real culprit!

Lin Chen smiled slightly, suddenly his expression became serious, and said, "Now, please stretch out your hands! If the ink on someone's hand doesn't turn blue, then he is the murderer!"

"Turning blue?" everyone wondered for a while.

The ink obviously has to be black, how can it turn blue on your hands?

But when everyone stretched out their hands to take a closer look, they were surprised to find that as Lin Chen said, there was a blue color.

It's so weird!

Could this be the means of the fairy world? Gods can evade our detection and change color without knowing it?

"The ink on my hands has turned blue a little, you see!"

"Mine too, lo and behold, I'm not a murderer!"

"Huh, why does the dragon confuse the master's hand and change color for a long time!"

"Yes! Long Di Zhenren is the same, he hasn't changed color! Only the two of them haven't changed, everyone has changed!"

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The eyes of everyone in the audience, with the first suspicion, moved to the two of them.

In their eyes, there were doubts, surprises, incomprehension, and even some anger!

According to Lin Chen's statement, whoever doesn't change color is the real murderer! So according to this, aren't the real murderers the two of them?

"No! not us!"

"What kind of bullshit fairy world means! It's clear that he wants to fool everyone and bring the disaster to us!"

The two hurriedly argued.

But in his words, there was obviously a mixture of weakness and panic, so much so that his voice trembled when he spoke.

Lin Chenru sat on Mount Tai, put down the black box in his hand unhurriedly, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone! I think everyone can see it clearly, and the result has already revealed who the real murderer is!"

"You say we're murderers, we're murderers, do you have any proof?"

"What kind of fairy world methods do you have, the gods are chattering, and the origin is unknown, who knows if you are teasing everyone!"

The two of them suddenly screamed, stared at by many eyes, and became more and more panicked, and the tight string in their hearts almost broke.

The crowd couldn't believe that the murderer could be the two of them.

First, they belong to the same race as the dragon, and they are all watching and helping each other on weekdays, and they are very close, and it is ridiculous to say that they will kill people and take their lives!

Second, there is no direct evidence to prove that the murderers are the two of them. They will definitely not forcibly treat their mouths according to Lin Chen's methods of unknown origin.

Therefore, everyone was patiently waiting for Lin Chen's explanation.

Lin Chen's extremely resolute gaze moved towards the two of them, and they were shocked for a while.

The gaze was clearly telling them: No need to quibble! I have seen everything, and I will quickly tie my hands and grab it!

The inner defense line of the two of them, under the gaze of this gaze, was close to being lost. The two of them never expected that such a careful arrangement would be broken by the young man in front of them.

What's even more terrifying is that he actually has the means to probe us!

If it weren't a fairy means, they wouldn't believe it anyway.

They don't understand, they don't understand.

People always have a fear of the unknown.

Although Lin Chen's cultivation was not worth mentioning at all in their opinion. But the endless strange methods have been panicked from the bottom of my heart.

Lin Chen seemed to have expected this for a long time, so he didn't speak immediately, but looked at the two of them quietly.

The more they looked, the more panicked they became.

He went in search of ink paste, and deliberately put the time long. In order to let the two of them give birth to the tension and panic to the extreme, so as to wait until the two of them show their feet when they hit the wall!

Lin Chen knew very well that a person with a clear conscience like Qi Fei would run into a wall with his own hands. And people like them, who are obviously ill-intentioned and weak-minded, will resort to self-righteous means.

It is precisely self-righteousness and self-belief that they are clever will be their horses' feet.

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Lin Chen has been in Xiling Mountain since he was a child, and what he learned from his father is very mixed.

Just like the big guy he made when he climbed the Shenwu Pagoda during the freshman challenge a while ago, he was taught by his father.

And today, Lin Chen's principle of sucking shredded paper with the corner of his clothes is also mentioned by his father when chatting with him: rub it for a while, and you can suck it.

As for the ink and paste, of course, it still has to be attributed to Lin Chen's father.

Back then, Lin Chen's father casually said that the ink would turn blue when it encountered the paste, but Lin Chen had experimented with it. (To be continued.) )