After communicating with Zuo Yuntang, Lu Liang and the others did not delay any longer, and hurried to Wangji Village.

However, it is said that the horse is fast, in fact, because Lu Liang learned to ride a horse for the first time, he fell off the horse many times in the middle of the way, so the speed of the road was much slower, and it was already evening when the group entered Wangji Village.

The village is not big or small, it is almost as big as the ordinary community of 20 buildings in Lu Liang's previous life. Because the village massacre case had just occurred, and the murderer had not been caught until now, except for the criminal department and the officials of Dali Temple stationed here, there was no one left.

Walking in the empty village and looking at the houses around him, Lu Liang felt that it was a little too clean, a little scary. It was as if every household had been cleaned very thoroughly, so thoroughly that not only the dust and cobwebs were swept out, but even their own lives and corpses were swept away.

Lu Liang didn't walk long before he saw Cui Mian, who was leading his men to investigate from house to house, so he got off the horse and walked over with Zuo Yuntang.

"Cui Sicheng, this is Zuo Yuntang, the son of the Guozi Supervisor, who blocked the road and wanted to investigate the case together." Lu Liang said a few polite words to Cui Mian and went straight to the point, introducing Zuo Yuntang behind him to Cui Mian.

Cui Mian looked at Zuo Yuntang with some puzzlement when she heard this, and she didn't know why Lu Liang suddenly brought someone to see her.

"Cui Sicheng, please take a step to speak." Zuo Yuntang walked out from behind Lu Liang and made a gesture of please.

handed over the case file in his hand to his subordinates, Cui Mian followed Zuo Yuntang to the side, and he didn't know what Zuo Yuntang said, but in less than a few minutes, Cui Mian agreed to her joining, and asked people to bring the case file, and the two analyzed it together.

Seeing that the two were chatting very attentively, Lu Liang also knew that from now on he was going to enter the mode of hanging up and watching the show, so he greeted Xiao Quanzi and Zao Wou-ki, and led the royal horse that had fallen all the way towards the inn where he had stayed.

"Zhao Neifu, you have been raising spirit beasts for so many years, do you know anything about this imperial horse?" Lu Liang touched the mane of the imperial horse and felt that it felt as silky as high-grade satin.

Zao Wou-Ki puffed up his chest with some pride and replied, "Hey, I don't know much, if Lu Cailang is interested, I can tell you some skills." ”

Before he could speak, Fan Shuqing, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his hand, and then the five hundred elite of the forbidden army immediately stopped, and then raised their lances and moved quickly, forming a circle formation between the figures, and at the same time, the heavy armor on his body flashed brightly, and vaguely formed a mysterious formation to protect Lu Liang and the others in the middle.

Fan Shuqing took off the long sword behind his back, slowly lifted off from the military formation, and flew towards the inn in front of him.

"What's going on?" Lu Liang was a little nervous by this oppressive atmosphere, and his voice unconsciously lowered a lot.

Zhao Wuji also lowered his voice and whispered: "Xia Guan doesn't know, it looks a bit like Zuo Hewei's cooperative army formation, don't meet the enemy." ”

Cui Qing, who followed all the way beside her, also silently took out a dagger from her cuff and stood in front of Lu Liang, looking at the guest village in front of her with a solemn expression.

Just as everyone was on the spot, a sharp sound sounded like glass being broken, and then a faint aura spread out around the inn.

After the aura ripples slowly disappeared, Fan Shuqing's crisp voice came from the front: "The three captains each took a hundred people to disperse and surround the inn, and the rest stood by." ”

Then Fan Shuqing's figure flew back from the front, still carrying a broken puppet in his hand. Lu Liang took a closer look, the familiar black hooded cloak, and the exaggerated and weird smile on his face, were the smiling puppets who assassinated Ling Taiwei that night.

"General Fan, what's going on in the inn?"

Throwing the puppet on the ground, Fan Shuqing said without sadness or joy: "All the people inside are dead, only this puppet remains in the inn." ”

Lu Liang forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and asked, "When did you die, did this puppet do it?" ”

Fan Shuqing shook her head, she could only tell that the people in the inn had just died, and she still couldn't tell if it was Lu Liang before or after they arrived.

Just when Lu Liang adjusted his mentality and was about to go to the inn to have a look, Cui Mian rushed over from behind with someone in a hurry: "Lu Cailang, it's dangerous inside, please don't go in." ”

Cui Qing, who was motionless in front of Lu Liang, also looked back at Lu Liang, and persuaded Lu Liang with her sister: "Lu Cailang, the forbidden army has not carefully inspected the inn, let's change places to live tonight, don't set foot in dangerous places easily." ”

Lu Liang shook his head, although his reason was telling him that it was dangerous ahead, he always had an ominous premonition in his heart - I am afraid that it will be difficult to calm down in the next few days, it is better to take advantage of the fact that someone is protecting him now and take the initiative to face the cruel side of this world.

Seeing that Lu Liang insisted on entering the inn together, Cui Mian and the others could only agree, so Fan Shuqing walked in front with a sword, walked out of the military formation with everyone, and walked to the inn.

This inn is supposed to have been rebuilt from the country courtyard of a wealthy merchant, with a vermilion gate and a wall more than two meters high, and you can see the elegant water pavilion when you look into it from the outside.

It's just that when Fan Shuqing pushed open the door, the strong and pungent smell of blood instantly shrouded this inn with a blood-colored haze.

The smell of blood rushed in like a demon with long hands, and Lu Liang staggered several steps without being guarded, but fortunately, he helped Xiao Quanzi behind him not to fall to the ground, Xiao Quanzi had never smelled such a strong and choking smell of blood, and he couldn't help but spit it out.

Closing his eyes and calming his mind, Lu Liang looked up at the inn, only to see that the inn was full of stumps and broken arms like purgatory.

The minced flesh was scattered everywhere like splashed paint, and a few long strips of flesh like intestines hung on the eaves of the door, and a few bloodshot eyes were worn with nails underneath, and seven or eight heads hung in the long corridor behind the door, which were gently swaying with the wind coming from nowhere, and these heads were still looking at the people at the door with their eyes open.

Cui Qing leaned closer to Lu Liang with some fear, the dagger in his hand was held tighter, while Cui Mian and Zuo Yuntang glanced at each other, stepped forward without any discomfort, each took out a piece of white cloth and put it on his hand, and observed around the heads and minced meat.

However, the two of them soon stopped moving, and as if they had discovered something new, they all looked towards the front hall of the inn.

Seeing this, Lu Liang also walked forward, and Cui Qing behind him gritted his teeth and grabbed the corner of his robe and followed in, but Xiao Quanzi and Zhao Wuji couldn't move at all, both of them were sobbing, hugging together and trembling on the ground.

When Lu Liang stepped into the door of the inn and looked into the front hall, he was also stunned.

Because on the eaves wall of the empty antechamber, four large intricate characters were painted with thick blood.

"Blooming."