Old clothes of unknown origin are generally not purchased by the Shangyi Superintendent, unless they are urged to do so.

"When inspecting, be careful not to touch these clothes, just in case." Lu Yun reminded.

"Hey, okay."

Under Lu Yun's reminder, Zhai Songnian didn't dare to touch the old clothes, but carefully checked the marks with his eyes and checked the sources one by one.

"Tell Captain Lu that these old clothes come from seven families in Dongpingfang." Zhai Songnian carefully handed the ledger to Hu Yanyong.

Hu Yanyong took the account book and looked at the marked seven households, his face was a little difficult to look at, "Are you sure you are not mistaken?" Is it really seven households? ”

"There's no mistake, it's all in my handwriting." Zhai Songnian was frightened by Hu Yanyong's loud voice, and hurriedly replied.

Alas......

Lu Yun sighed, and the clue was broken.

In such a situation, there is only one possibility.

The warrior did not sneak into the Shangyi Prison with his old clothes, but secretly ran into the Shangyi Prison, and then used his martial arts on the old clothes in the Shangyi Prison without anyone being able to find out.

At the same time that Lu Yun thought of it, Hu Yanyong, Wang Yang and others also thought of it.

"Father-in-law Lu, although the clue is broken, it at least shows one point, the murderer must be in the palace." Zhao Xin saw that the atmosphere was a little silent, so he said.

"Nonsense!" Hu Yanyong snorted coldly.

"The number of people in the Forbidden City is no joke, and there are many places where we can't get in." Wang Yang smiled bitterly.

After everyone didn't find too many useful clues in Shangyi Prison, they could only leave here and return to Qionghua Palace.

"How?"

Concubine Yin and Concubine Wu greeted them, and after asking if they knew about the situation, they all sighed.

Not long after, a palace maid in Qionghua Palace was cut in two by a blood line, and her miserable cry echoed in Qionghua Palace before she died.

Zhao Xin, Hu Yanyong, Wang Yang, and many other Xichang factory servants all witnessed the tragic condition of that woman, watching her body break in two, watching the red blood splatter, and watching her internal organs flow out of the broken body.

Everyone's faces were not good-looking.

"That hateful guy, Lao Tzu must catch him and tear him in two!" Hu Yanyong's chest rose and fell, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"But right now, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, and we don't have any clues." Wang Yang said helplessly.

Zhao Xin didn't speak, he looked at Lu Yun.

One of the remaining three palace maids fainted from the fright, and the other two were sobbing there.

Concubine Wu and Concubine Yin have no choice.

After a while, the intelligence officers from the West Factory came over, he first saluted everyone present, and then reported to Lu Yun, Hu Yanyong and others.

"I have seen all the adults, and it has been ascertained that a total of twenty-seven people have red threads on their waists, and now nine people have died, and there are eighteen people left."

There were eighteen more people......

Then it looks like I'm going to hurry.

"Well, it's hard work, you go down first." Lu Yun waved his hand and motioned for him to step back.

"Yes!"

As the intelligence officer retreated, the audience fell silent again, except for the woman's cry that rang out from time to time.

"You wait for me here, and I'll come when I go."

Lu Yun said, and without waiting for the reaction of others, his figure quickly disappeared.

Time waits for no one!

Since the existing means could not find the culprit who used his martial arts in a short time, he had to find another way.

See if what you check out will surprise him as usual.

His instinct was yes!

Soon, Nanzhu Palace arrived, which is the palace of Concubine Zhuang.

The witch's cloak was added, and his aura instantly became ethereal.

He's waiting for an opportunity to infiltrate!

Quietly drip into the village, don't shoot.

Lu Yun passed in front of the palace people like a ghost and ghost, and they all ignored him from the senses without exception.

Well?

There are also blood stains here, and it seems that there are also people from Nanzhu Palace who have died under that kind of almost curse-like martial arts.

It's about to be the inner court.

But at this moment, Lu Yun stopped and jumped onto the beam.

He heard a familiar voice, one that he could hear clearly, though it was low.

Bai Qingwang!

How did he end up here?

"What the hell are you doing, there have been a lot of deaths in the palace in the past two days!" Concubine Zhuang's angry voice came from behind the curtain.

"No way, this guy is out of control, temporarily into madness, I've put him to sleep." Bai Qingwang's tone was still so unhurried.

As if there was nothing in this world that could make him anxious.

"Tell me honestly, is there a problem with the martial arts you let my brother cultivate?"

"Heh, Concubine Zhuang, Brother Ling's martial arts talent must also know that if there is no great opportunity, it is impossible to break the martial arts barrier in this life, and now that he has become a forging body, isn't it okay?"

"But, but ......"

Concubine Zhuang's voice was obviously low: "But he has almost become a monster now!" ”

"Monsters? Concubine Zhuang, he doesn't know the negative effects of the martial arts of Red Lotus Fall, right, he knows it all in advance, including you, in this world, if you want to ascend to the sky in one step without paying a price? No way. ”

After Bai Qingwang said this, he left, and when he passed by the beam where Lu Yun was, he didn't notice it at all.

After crying inside for a while, Concubine Zhuang lay down to rest, and it could be seen that her heart seemed to be very tired.

Martial Arts: Red Lotus Fall.

Lu Yun found an introduction to this martial art in the "Vientiane Martial Arts", it is indeed a very evil and weird martial art, using a way that is almost like a curse ritual to harvest the essence of other people's lives, and give back to himself through the residual qi and blood, and slowly improve his martial arts qualifications.

Listening to what Bai Qingwang said just now, Concubine Zhuang's younger brother must have killed a lot of people outside, otherwise it would be impossible to reach the first level of body forging.

"System, check-in!"

"Detected: [Nanzhu Palace]."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Grass Snake Gray Line Tracing Incense!"

Great stuff!

Lu Yun's eyes lit up, and now he didn't have to worry about finding someone.

He returned to the Shangyi Prison, took out the old clothes from before, and lit a white flame on his fingertips, and lit the old clothes together with the grass snake gray thread tracer incense.

The smoke slowly rose up, almost substantial, spreading in one direction, and Lu Yun immediately followed.

Hey?

After walking for a while, Lu Yun found that this place was becoming more and more familiar, and when he turned around a street corner, it turned out to be the prison yard.

It's just that there is no one in it now, so there must be some collective activities that require the participation of these little eunuchs.

It's okay that the empty environment is more suitable for him to show his skills.