In the midst of the noise, only Ye Chuxiao, a 'ghost' who does not belong to the current time and space, saw the crisis quietly coming.

The tiny silk threads quietly spread along the lines of the wooden floor.

With the highly poisonous juice, it quietly infiltrated the wine drunk by some officials and monks, gradually paralyzing their sense of heaven and earth energy.

The air began to fill the air with a more indulgent scent.

The officials, who were originally quite restrained in playing, threw up their clothes more and more unscrupulously.

The dancers and singers, who were only wearing gauze skirts, screamed and fled in the flower hall one after another, half sincerely and half falsely.

The musicians were blindfolded, but the drums were beaten more rapidly, and the rhythm of the orchestral instruments was blown and played more intensely.

There are also some people who vaguely feel that it is not good, but they either choose to keep their mouths shut, or they are soft-spoken, so they can only choose to watch from the wall, at most they do not participate, but just hide in the corner and drink alcohol.

Above the river, a heavy fog shrouded in.

The ship's guards were the first to notice that something was wrong with the fog.

They activated the ship's formation and began to shout warnings.

But the fog seemed to have consciousness, and it rolled up for a while, turning into an invisible hand in the mist, dragging the guards into it, and then crushing it heavily into a pulp.

Others will be swept directly into the icy water and dragged deeper into the bottom of the river.

As for the formation on the ship, it was more like paper paste, and it didn't play much of a role at all.

From the very beginning, it has been infiltrated and destroyed like a sieve.

It was a premeditated massacre.

Perhaps, someone did something on the ship earlier.

In the flower hall of the building ship, the killing has officially begun.

In the darkness, the blood-colored silk threads began to jump and catapult from everywhere, and then quickly strangled every life in the flower hall.

Whether it is a high-ranking official or a so-called lowly person, at this time, under the strangulation of this silk thread, they have all turned into a pile of rotten meat.

There are also people who want to resist, but it is too late, their bodies are paralyzed by toxins, and their perception and utilization of the energy of heaven and earth have been weakened to the extreme.

Without the increase in the energy of heaven and earth, the power stored in the body alone would not be enough to resist this strange and evil silk thread and carry out a merciless strangulation.

After a few moments, the entire flower hall fell completely silent.

The whole ship also became a dead ship.

Wrapped in a thick fog, it wandered above the surface of the river, slowly driving into the hidden corner of a mountain stream on one side.

In addition to the murderer, only Ye Chuxiao, a 'ghost' who does not belong to the time and space, witnessed all this with his own eyes.

With a slight shock in his spirit, Ye Chuxiao returned from the past to the present.

Ye Chuxiao, who lowered his head, restrained his emotions and did not reveal the slightest abnormality.

"The murderer who slaughtered a boatload of people is the corpse of the old man!" Ye Chuxiao made a judgment.

The criss-crossed, invincible blood-colored threads were so similar to the methods used by the old man to stitch the corpse together.

It is not uncommon in the cultivation world to have similar means, but on this Han River, just east of this river, there are such a means and such a powerful monk, except for the corpse of the old man, can he really suddenly appear a second one?

With such a thinking foundation, Ye Chuxiao couldn't help but feel even more creepy when he reversed everything he had experienced and happened before.

"He took advantage of Jin Sanniang's thinking errors, and I was also led astray at that time."

"Linking the current massacre of the whole ship with the same type of case eight years ago, one can't help but think of the Fundamentalist Religion, and subconsciously feel that such a tragic case is inseparable from the Fundamentalist Religion. And the old man of the corpse has a festival with the five poisonous envoys of the original will sect, so it stands to reason that the old man of the corpse will not be the same as the original will of the sect. ”

"The boat slid in the dense fog, smashed the alchemy furnace of the old man, and we also killed a large number of corpses of the old man, which makes such an 'accident' look more like a plan to kill people with a knife, making people feel as if there is a behind-the-scenes promoter, deliberately trying to let us clash with the old man, and then kill us with the help of the old man."

"When Jin Sanniang cooperated with Cui Yu to 'persuade' the old man, we had already fallen into a trick. Under the coercion of danger, people often do not question the results they have achieved by turning the crisis into safety, because to overturn the results is to run counter to the instinct to survive. ”

"I don't know the purpose of the old man, but he definitely wants to reach out to us through this incident and have a deeper connection with us."

"Asking for debts... It's a pretty good excuse. ”

"In fact, we are only 'in this mountain', so we will be misled and confused, and our judgment will be blurred in the face of all kinds of mixed events and information."

"According to the rules of basic deduction, most of the first people who appear after the crime are murderers, and I can barely be regarded as a screenwriter who has written detective scripts, how can I ignore such important information."

The shadow stone in Ye Chuxiao's hand recorded all the scenes around him.

Ye Chuxiao, who had completely hidden his good thoughts, returned to Jin Sanniang's back, stood behind the side, and focused his attention on Jin Sanniang's advantages.

If this was not the case, Ye Chuxiao was worried that he would involuntarily look at the old man a few more times.

An old monster like the old man of the corpse must not be ignored with his sensitivity to sight.

Jin Sanniang also sensed Ye Chuxiao's straight gaze.

If it was in the past, she wouldn't care.

However, this is the scene of a tragic murder that has occurred, and it is particularly bloody and brutal, at this time, Ye Chuxiao also has such an interest?

Could it be that in the dungeon of the criminal department, some kind of terrible habit was cultivated?

Jin Sanniang was puzzled.

But he turned his head to Cui Yu very naturally and asked, "Has the identity been determined?" ”

Cui Yu said: "It's confirmed, the assassin history is Xichuan Assassin Shi Ma Bao, he and Hedong Sima Xue Ding'an are old acquaintances, coincidentally, just eight years ago, Ma Bao was still the long history of Hedong, and it was after the Bai family's annihilation incident that he was transferred to Xichuan to serve as the assassin history." ”

"Nishikawa Thorn Shi Ma Bao... Xichuan is more than a thousand miles away from the east of the river, even if it is by boat, it is far enough, why did Ma Bao leave his post without permission and come here to meet Schrödinger by boat? Jin Sanniang wondered.

Ye Chuxiao also wanted to know this question.

It's a pity that his wisp of rhyme did not come from Ma Bao or Xue Dingan, but from an adjutant who was present.

It is the last trace left by the outburst of fierce resistance before death.

Therefore, Ye Chuxiao went back in time with a Taoist rhyme, and what he saw was only the content of the space that the adjutant was in before he died.

A large number of shouts were heard from the surface of the river.

The firelight illuminated the dark river, and the hustle and bustle of people seemed to dispel the darkness and coldness of the night and the river.

At this moment, the old man said, "Your reinforcements are here, and now I will take my payment." ”

"Not good! He's going to destroy the traces. ”

"If the fragments of the corpse are taken away by the corpse old man, then even if the experienced corpse cultivator comes to inspect it, he will not be able to find any clues related to his corpse old man."

Ye Chuxiao didn't say anything to stop it.

Instead, he used the technique of stealing the moon and changing the sky, and quietly hid a small piece of minced meat.

As the number one in charge of the prison of the Criminal Department, it is reasonable to use the means of stealing the door.