Just when Emperor Qinghe, the general of the Divine Machine, gave Iron Falcon a detailed introduction to Pan Long, Pan Long had already flown all the way to Xiangping Mansion.

He hurriedly landed and went straight to the yamen of the Wind Patrol Division, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Tang Jingzhe rushing out in a hurry, probably because of the excitement caused by anxiety, his bald head became red, and with his amazing height in his early years, he was really very hideous and vicious, not at all like a cultural person who had rushed to take the exam.

"Don, what's wrong with you? Such an angry and ruined look. Curious, he asked, "Is something wrong?" ”

Seeing Pan Long appear, Tang Jingzhe was obviously relieved, but then he returned to the look of anger on his face: "My lord! Something happened! ”

"Oh? What happened? Pan Long asked with a smile.

"Shang Man committed suicide in prison!"

Pan Long was taken aback, and the original idea of releasing Zhao Xianda from the mountain and sea map to show off was suddenly wiped out.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

A moment later, they arrived at the prison of Xiangping Mansion.

At the gate of the cell, a strong man wearing a historical official uniform, whose muscles on his face were twisted and deformed with anger, was being held by several officials, dragging him to the ground, and two jailers were kneeling on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling constantly.

Seeing Pan Long and Tang Jingzhe coming, the faces of the two jailers became more and more pale, and one of them couldn't help but collapse on the ground, his pants wet.

Nadian Shi finally suppressed his anger, clasped his fists at Pan Long and saluted, and then said with guilt and shame: "In the Dian Shi of Xiaxiangping Mansion, Murong Xiuping has seen two patrols. ”

Pan Long was anxious, and he didn't care about returning the courtesy, so he hurriedly asked, "Where is Shang Man now?" Can it still be saved? ”

Murong Dianshi sighed and just shook his head.

"Come with me, both of you." He took the two of them into the prison, but he didn't forget to tell the official next to him, "Show me those two pieces of waste!" If they die, you bury them. ”

It can be seen that he usually has a lot of power, and the officials suddenly looked awe-inspiring and responded in unison.

Soon, Murong Dianshi took Pan Long and Tang Jingzhe to the "elegant seat" located in the corner of the prison for some prisoners who needed special preferential treatment.

In the small stone room, Shang Man lay quietly on the grass-paved ground, without the slightest breath. On the wall next to him, there are four words carved with his fingers: "Regret not being at the beginning".

These four characters are roughly horizontal and vertical, very square, and seem to be Shang Man's handwriting. But it can be seen that Shang Man was excited when he wrote these four words, and his handwriting was a little messy. Especially when the last word is written, the words that should be neat and tidy have even appeared to be fragmented.

Pan Long didn't study much calligraphy, and when he swept his eyes, he couldn't tell what was true or false. He quickly came to Shang Man's side, and at a glance, he saw that the part of Shang Man's heart was concave, the sternum was shattered, and there were blood stains on his right hand that was clenched into a fist, as if he had hit his heart with his right fist.

This blow is undoubtedly fatal!

But he was unwilling to give up, he raised his hand and pressed it on Shang Man's chest, and the true qi continued to enter Shang Man's body, wanting to try to see if he could save it.

However, as soon as he passed the gong in, he knew that it was too late.

Shang Man's breath of life has been completely lost, let alone him, even if the teacher comes in person, he will be powerless!

He sighed, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

It took so much effort for him to catch Zhao Xianda, and he broke through Tie Ying's blockade and brought this important witness to Shang Man to clear his name-but Shang Man's ......

At this moment, Tang Jingzhe said softly: "The four words on the wall should be written by Shang Man himself." ”

Pan Long didn't look up and asked, "Is there a presence?" ”

"I'm just a man." Murong Dianshi said, "In the entire Xiangping Mansion, there is no more professional work than me. ”

Pan Long stood up and gave up his position: "Then trouble Lord Murong, please take a look, Shang Man's ...... How did he die? ”

Murong Dianshi smiled bitterly and said, "Don't hide it from Pan Guanfeng, I rushed here as soon as I got the news, and I have already experienced injuries." Shang Xun Feng he ...... It was with his right hand that he struck with all his might, shattering the sternum and heart, killing him on the spot, irretrievable. Moreover, the boxing strength he used was also registered when he was in prison and he was good at martial arts. ”

He sighed and continued, "I even checked all the floors in this cell, and as of the time of his death, no one had stepped into this cell for the last few days. And in the traces of the four characters on the wall, some of his fingerprints were also found......"

Pan Long understood what he meant.

The evidence is conclusive, Shang Man really committed suicide.

But...... This shouldn't be!

The last time he visited the prison, he told Shang Man that he would try to find evidence in his favor. With Shang Man's character, he will wait until his search results come out anyway.

There may be people who are naturally pessimistic in the Wind Patrol Envoy, but how can a person who has climbed up from the bottom of society, from almost hell on earth, be so fragile?

This doesn't make sense!

"What did the jailer who guarded him say?" Tang Jingzhe asked.

Murong Xiuping's face turned slightly red, and he whispered, "Those two bastards like to smoke and drink, and they were addicted to cigarettes before. There are rules in the prison, in order to prevent fire, except in winter, no sparks are allowed in the prison at any time. They ran out to smoke together, but when they returned after smoking a bag of cigarettes, they saw Shang Xunfeng lying on the ground, already out of breath. ”

Pan Long frowned and asked, "How long did it take them to smoke a bag of cigarettes?" ”

"About a quarter of an hour."

"Before they came out, how was Shang Man's doing?"

"According to them, Shang Man was sitting quietly in the corner at that time, closing his eyes and saying nothing, probably cultivating."

Tang Jingzhe's voice suddenly became a little louder: "A person, he was still cultivating before, but as soon as the jailer left, he committed suicide?" Murong Dianshi, do you believe it? ”

Murong Xiuping sighed and shook his head: "To be honest, I don't believe it either. This is completely unreasonable! ”

"However, I am a fool, and I trust the results of my own inquest more than speculation without evidence."

Pan Long didn't argue with Murong Xiuping, just looked at this small cell.

Shang Man spent the last part of his life here.

His body lay flat and it was evident that he had laid down first and then moved. His clothes and hair were neatly tidied up, just like he usually looked. Except for the blood on his mouth and nose and a slight look of pain, his face was generally calm, not like he was resentful or forced to be deceived.

Just looking at his appearance, it is indeed clear that he is a person who has figured everything out and then chose to commit suicide.

But...... He shouldn't have made such a decision!

And, if he is going to commit suicide, why choose this kind of broad daylight?

If Pan Long were to commit suicide himself, the time must be late at night - because the jailer would be too tired to notice him in the middle of the night, and might even fall asleep.

Moreover, he committed suicide during the day, and if the jailers who went out to smoke came back with something to do and saw him lying on the ground, they hurried to call for help. A master who is good at healing may really be able to save his life - a ruptured heart is indeed a fatal injury, but for an innate master, it is not particularly difficult to simulate the beating of the heart with true qi and maintain human blood circulation.

There was once a story on the rivers and lakes about a martial arts master who was pierced through the heart with a sword. He used his true qi to maintain blood circulation, and he didn't sleep every day, and he stayed up like this for many months until the wound in his heart healed.

This thing sounds incredible, but Pan Long knows that at least he can really do it if he is at the peak of his innateness.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that two jailers spent a quarter of an hour outside smoking, a vital life-saving time would have been wasted. If they could find out that Shang Man was injured and fell down as soon as possible, and call Murong Xiuping, with Murong Xiuping's martial arts and his understanding of the human body, he should be able to extend Shang Man's life, and maybe even save Shang Man.

Pan Long could see that although the official position of this Xiangping Mansion was not high, he was only an eighth-rank official, but his cultivation was at the peak of his innate nature, and he had already begun to split his true qi. Moreover, the true qi wrapped around this person's body was as fine as silk, and he had obviously cultivated some kind of martial arts that was extremely good at precision control.

With his martial arts, as long as his brain is not shattered, this kind of really hopeless injury, he will be cut off in the heart...... This kind of fatal injury, as long as he can get his body together in the first time, he should have a way to save it.

It's a pity that he's late!

Thinking of this, Pan Long couldn't help but sigh again.

(Alas!) Of the worlds I visited, there was not a single world that had spells or drugs that "brought the dead back to life". Even the "resurrection technique" in the Brave Spell can only be used when a person has just lost his breath. The "Life Protection" must be used in advance to offset a fatal injury...... ）

(I knew that today, I should go to the world of "The Legend of Chanem" and take up a job as a priest, a god blesser, or a druid, remembering that all three classes can be upgraded to master the spells that bring the dead back to life, and in the advanced spells, even people who have been dead for many years, have mutilated corpses, or even have no corpses...... As long as he doesn't die of old age. ）

(It's even more difficult to cultivate a spell like that.) I remember that just the lowest level of resurrection spells, like the "Resurrection" kind, required nine caster levels, and the highest level of "Complete Resurrection" seemed to require seventeen caster levels, considering that I already had six Barbarian levels, which was twenty-three levels in total...... In the entire Faeron Kingdom, there are not many bigwigs of this level! ）

(With my strength, it's not hard to get to this level.) But the question is, where do I go to find so much experience? I'm now a "legendary creature" template, punished by an experience level plus five, and want to move up to twenty-three levels, which is equivalent to twenty-eight for ordinary people! ）

(Keep in mind that in the game, you can't reach this level until you compete for the throne of the God of Killing.) At that time, the opponents were all guys of the rank of gods, voters, demon kings, and archangels...... I can probably beat them, but where do I go to kill them? ）

(I don't know if I can go to the battlefield of the legendary "Abyss Blood War" from that world, if I can, what demons and devils will line up to kill tens of thousands, and the estimated experience points will be enough, right?) But before then, maybe I've been polluted by the abyssal breath and gone crazy...... ）

He thought about it, but finally gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Isn't it just going to hell! In order to learn the Great Resurrection, it is worth taking some risks.

As long as you master this spell, if your relatives and friends die in the future, you will always have a means to save yourself.

He has grown in knowledge now, and he also knows how unreliable and dangerous it was to ask Wen Chao to help resurrect Han Feng in the first place.

Compared to asking the demon god for help, it is really the most reliable to master the resurrection spell by yourself!

After thinking about it carefully and thinking about the language, he said, "Old Tang, do you have a way to preserve the corpse for a long time?" ”

Tang Jingzhe was slightly stunned and nodded.

"You write a letter for me." Pan Long said, "I'm going to take a long vacation, and I can't determine how long it will be for the time being." During this time, please help me keep Shang Man's body well, don't rot or break, can you do it? ”

Tang Jingzhe immediately understood what he meant and looked at him in shock.

Pan Long showed a smile: "Don't be so surprised, I'm just going to ...... Find some of the means I once had. So much for. ”

Murong Xiuping had naturally heard the story about Pan Long, and he also understood the meaning of Pan Long's words, so he couldn't help but ask, "Pan ...... Senior, are you trying to restore the power of the Immortal Buddha and forcibly reverse life and death? How could the Immortal Buddha have such great power? ”

"In the past, when Emperor Wu Wenxiang swept away the troubled times, he used this method." Pan Long pretended to be unfathomable and said, "It's just that this method is very restrictive and costly. Normally, no one would use him - after all, on a higher level, death is only part of the cycle of life. Life is joyful, but death is not sad or hateful. ”

He imitated the expression of Lie Yukou, and his temperament became quiet and distant, obviously in front of him, but as if he was about to leave the world.

"If I used to be, I might have thought the same way. But now I am, after all, ...... It's hard to settle! ”

As he spoke, his distant aura subsided slightly, and he looked a little more alive.

"To be honest, I don't know what the next time I show up, I'll be like. Maybe then I will say, 'Death is also a part of life, and we should not interfere with life and death'...... But at least for now, I'm going to try hard! ”

He turned and walked towards the door of the cell, his steps unhurried, and against the light shining in from the doorway, it seemed as if it was about to melt into the light.

Tang Jingzhe couldn't help but speak: "Forget it!" It's not worth it for you to be reincarnated with a lot of difficulty...... Shang Man, he wouldn't want to see you sacrifice so much for him! ”

Pan Long shook his head, his footsteps did not stop, and the figure disappeared at the door.

Only his voice, echoing through the cell.

"I'm not for him, but for myself. It's my choice, and it's no one else. ”