Fang Yuqi didn't mind, and stepped forward to take a closer look.

Lu Shen sighed and stretched out his left hand.

"Circular Light Technique!"

With a silent thought in his heart, Lu Shen quietly cast the Circular Light Technique, and in an instant, a round mirror with a silver-white pointer appeared in the palm of his left hand, and a black pointer appeared in the pupil of his left eye.

Suddenly.

Lu Shen saw all the breath in the room clearly.

Fang Yuqi's is pale white, the most conspicuous, and the deceased is pale cyan, shrouded in the show bed, and there are some other dead things.

Nothing else.

"It's late."

Lu Shen understood that after a day and a night, the breath of the others had dissipated.

Of course, including the murderer's.

"No, it's not dissipated, it's just that my Circular Light Technique has just started, and the aura left behind is too inconspicuous for me to see clearly for the time being."

"It's me who isn't strong enough!"

Lu Shen came to his senses, and he was a little more eager to upgrade.

"What's the clue?"

"Nope."

Lu Shen shook his head and said casually: "It's been too long, it's hard to have clues." ”

Compared with tracking down the murderer, Lu Shen is more interested in upgrading.

Yesterday, he killed the great monk Yuanzhen, not only solved the problem of his henchmen, but also harvested three revenant souls, including two ghosts, and there are still two vacancies for revenant souls from the [Immortal Changchun Gong] upgrade.

Plus.

The three revenants needed to level up the Qi technique.

Three of a kind of Circular Light Technique.

Swordsmanship.

Sealing one.

The Shadow Soul reported one.

Lu Shen silently calculated, and found that eleven revenant souls were needed, even if the sealing technique and the Yin Soul Retribution were not considered for the time being, there were still nine vacancies for revenant souls.

Nine lives.

Murderous!

Lu Shen sighed faintly, unconsciously, how did he become a big demon king.

When the two of them left the house, Fang Yuqi turned over and turned around and asked:

"I'm going back to the Zhenbing Mansion, where are you going?"

"Me? Oh, I'll go back to the Taoist temple. ”

"Just drop by, tell me about the great monk Yuanzhen."

"Yuanzhen!"

Lu Shen was startled and said depressedly:

"She even told you that?"

"What do you think?"

Lu Shen smiled wryly:

"That's... Well, you're not going to arrest anyone, are you? ”

"Forget it this time, and if you do it again next time, I will put you on death row with my own hands."

"Marty~"

"Huh?"

"You're so nice~"

"Don't be poor, quickly explain the real thing."

"Yes, yes."

Lu Shen absentmindedly said the grievances with Yuanzhen, but two words kept echoing in his mind:

Death row!

Seeing that Fang Yuqi was thinking about the matter of the Withered Cicada Temple, Lu Shen asked in a low voice:

"Yuqi, there are a lot of death row inmates on death row?"

"There weren't many before, but I caught a group of robbers some time ago and put them in."

"When do you ask?"

"On the first day of next month."

Today is the end of November, and there are only two days left before the first day of the first month of January, Lu Shen is riding on horseback, thinking carefully and constantly calculating, and said with a smile:

"Yuqi, let's discuss?"

"Do you want to practice Yin Soul Retribution? Don't even think about it! ”

Fang Yuqi glanced at Lu Shen, as if she had seen through all his thoughts.

"No, absolutely not!"

Lu Shen spoke hard, and after a lot of words, he finally asked Fang Yuqi to promise him to be an executioner at the beginning of next month. Before the two separated, Fang Yuqi was going to take a talisman and gave him the jujube red horse.

Afternoon.

Fang Yuqi's soldiers surrounded the Dry Cicada Temple, searched and found out a lot of bastards, and several bald heads were put on death row.

Lu Shen led the horse and walked in the bazaar.

Look around.

When I turned my head, I saw a pretty little lady standing on the side of the street, with a wooden hairpin on her head, wearing a green cloth skirt and a bamboo cage in front of her.

Lu Shen's eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.

"Little lady, how did you sell it?"

Dozens of chicks are squeezed into the small bamboo cage, chirping and screaming.

"Fifteen copper plates each, and a cage costs one or two pieces of silver."

The little lady is shy and timid, and her voice is smaller than that of mosquitoes, which has a unique style.

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Lu Shen didn't bargain, threw out a tael of silver, lifted the bamboo cage, rode a horse, turned back to Changchunguan, and knocked on the courtyard door when he passed by a house.

"Knock knock!"

After a while, the little girl Meng Yao stretched out a little head:

"Brother Dao Chang~"

"Well, I bought a litter of chicks at the market, do you want a few?"

The little girl wiped her dirty little face and said in surprise:

"I... Can I raise? ”

"Yes."

Lu Shen stretched out his hand and took out three of them from the bamboo cage, put them in the little girl's arms, and admonished:

"You can feed by throwing away some food, it's easy to raise."

"Uh-huh~"

The little girl happily hugged the little chick, raised her little head, and said timidly:

"Brother Dao Chang, let Yaoyao be your little daughter-in-law, right?"

Lu Shen smiled dumbly, but he could feel the little girl's closeness to him from the bottom of his heart, tapped the little girl's head, and said:

"You're a little older, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh~"

The little girl hung her little head in disappointment.

Lu Shen was about to lead the horse away, when he heard the little girl muttering, "But... But grandpa said that he was preparing to marry Yaoyao......"

"What did you say?"

Lu Shen paused, furious.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

At this time, there was a sudden coughing sound in the house, and then an old voice sounded: "Ahem, girl, who's outside?" ”

"Grandpa, it's the elder brother of the Taoist."

“......”

The voice was silent for a moment, and then slowly sounded again: "There are many bad people outside, don't talk to outsiders." ”

"Brother Dao Chang is not a bad person~"

"Close the door!"

The little girl had just retorted, and her voice suddenly became a little harsh.

"......"

The little girl was in a dilemma, Lu Shen bolted the horse to the door, rubbed the little girl's head, pushed the door and walked into the yard, only to see a figure standing under the eaves of the house.

The man was in the shadows.

He was thin and thin, with long disheveled hair and a crooked back, and a kudzu coat on his body, a dead wooden staff in his hand, and a wrinkled face like a dead man.

Seeing Lu Shen coming, fear flashed on the old man's face.

Lu Shen frowned and said, "What's the name of the old man?" ”

"Meng... Meng Jiu. ”

Lu Shen asked again, "How old is your granddaughter?" ”

Meng Jiu's eyes dodged, and he stammered: "Ten... I'm eleven or twelve years old. ”

"The old man is really a noble man who forgets things."

Lu Shen sneered, pulled the little girl in front of him, and asked, "Yaoyao, tell your grandfather how old he is." ”

The little girl put down the three little chicks and said timidly:

"By the end of the year, Yaoyao will be nine years old."

Lu Shen's face became even colder, and he asked, "Nine-year-old child, old man, are you in such a hurry to sell your granddaughter?" Oh, aren't you afraid that if you die, no one will collect your body? ”

"You... You ......"

Lu Shen's voice was very heavy, Meng Jiu was intimidated by the momentum, and couldn't help but take a step back:

"You're talking nonsense, old man... The old man didn't. ”

"None? Hehe! Then I want to ask you, what kind of good family did you marry Yaoyao? ”

“......”

Meng Jiu was speechless, leaning against the wooden door and panting.

The little girl tugged at the corners of Lu Shen's clothes, and said weakly: "Grandpa said that he married Yaoyao Xu to the butcher on the street, and he can live a good life in the future, and he will have meat to eat every day......