"Brother Biao, that... What's that?"

Wang Xin's voice trembled a little, and a cold and sticky feeling lingered around him, making him dizzy.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

Zhang Biao scolded angrily, pulled the stumbling two, and retreated into the depths of the dark alley.

After walking 100 meters, the surrounding dense fog suddenly disappeared.

The night breeze blew, which made the three of them immediately refresh, and the terrible chill disappeared.

They turned their heads and turned around, only to see a few meters away, the white mist was constantly surging, and the boundary with the surroundings was clear.

"Your Excellency... This. ”

Tie Shouming, who has always been steady, also widened his eyes, a little incredulous.

Zhang Biao hurriedly activated his spiritual eye.

Red Murder (Yellow Product Level 2)

1. Yin and yang are chaotic, evil qi gathers, weddings collide with joy and resentment, and sedan chairs and red tents travel to yin people.

2. The living beings are trapped in it, affected by the evil qi, the spirit is rebellious, mad and dies, the soul becomes the nourishment of the red murderer, and wanders in all directions...

3. Don't get close to the living, and retreat from the dead...

Sure enough, it's this thing!

Zhang Biao's face was ugly, and his heart was full of doubts.

Regarding the evil thing "fierce", in the inheritance of the noodles, only three kinds are briefly mentioned. After all, they belong to the same Fang Xiangzong, but they are different genres.

The funeral of the dead is a white murderer.

Yin people marry, for the red murderer.

Yin soldiers cross the border, for the black murderer.

There are many other types of "fierce", and these three are the most common, and most of them are found in the wilderness, graves, valleys, battlefields and other places where evil energy gathers.

Just like the underground skeleton camp in Yujing City, there are black murderers entrenched, plus the entrance to the spiritual world and the corpse raising place, it has become a Nine Dead Jedi.

There are few places where yin and evil breed on this street, how can this thing appear?

Could it be... Is it running out of the tunnel?

Just as Zhang Biao was thinking, the white mist in front of him suddenly contracted, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The night breeze was cool, like a nightmare.

Zhang Biao suddenly thought of something, and his face became ugly, "Go, I'm afraid something is going to happen!" ”

The three of them walked briskly, out of the dark alley, and searched along the street.

Just around the corner, they froze.

On the street, a team of 100 Jin Wuwei fell to the ground, regardless of the people and horses, there was no breath.

Their eyes widened, and the corners of their mouths cracked, revealing a strange smile.

In the moonlight, there was a dead silence......

………………

Torches crackled and burned, and the entire long street was lit up, and the sound of footsteps and horses' hooves continued.

Huo Feng came, and took the other fangs to catch their heads at night, his face was gloomy as water...

The surrounding Wuhou and bad people came, and the bad handsome Jiao Xiong stared at the strange scene in front of him, his eyes uncertain......

Chu Shiyuan, the deputy general of the left battalion of Jin Wuwei, also came.

Dressed in armor, he walked up and down the streets full of dead people, squatting down from time to time, and slowly closing the eyes of the Jinwu Guard, who were not blind to death.

"Zuozuo!"

Chu Shiyuan suddenly spoke, his voice was like ice.

The deceased's work was hurriedly getting up, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and arching his hand: "Back to the general, the deceased has no obvious external injuries, no signs of poisoning, internal organs are intact, and the limbs are flabby...... It's like dying in your sleep. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped himself, "The little one is a shallow learner, I hope the general will forgive his sins!" ”

Anyone can see that these Jin Wuwei did not die naturally, but he really can't find the reason.

Chu Shiyuan didn't pay attention, still with a straight face, looked at Zhang Biao and the three people next to him, and said:

"White Mist, marry?"

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "General Chu, it is indeed what we have seen with our own eyes. ”

He was helpless in his heart, and he couldn't hide from this matter.

If a person dies in his jurisdiction, such a big thing must be explained, and there is no way to fool it.

If you push it to the gangsters and die so many people, you are late, it is dereliction of duty.

Only to tell the truth.

Chu Shiyuan nodded slightly, but his face gradually became distorted, "Ghosts... You dare to attack Your Majesty's pro-army, I think it is clear that you have a ghost in your heart, and you are deceiving the public with evil words! ”

Mom!

When Zhang Biao heard it, he knew that something was wrong.

Chu Shiyuan, a bastard thing, was obviously afraid of being responsible, so he looked for the dead ghost to take the blame in advance.

This guy is notoriously ruthless, and if he doesn't find a way quickly, there will be a life-and-death crisis tonight.

After all, a dead man will not open his mouth no matter how many pots he carries.

Zhang Biao hurriedly looked at Huo Feng.

But this guy just grimaced and didn't say a word.

Damn, I just want to grab credit, and I became a shrinking turtle at a critical moment, and it's really not a good thing...

"General Chu's words are wrong!"

Zhang Biao arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "With so many lives, if there is a ghost in your heart, how can I obediently wait for you to come?" ”

"I heard that Jin Wuwei encountered something strange some time ago, if you don't find out the real murderer, and rush to push the pot to Zaixia, aren't you afraid of the cold heart of the army?!"

His words were righteous, and his eyes were blazing.

"Bold!"

Chu Shiyuan didn't expect Zhang Biao to be so bold, and being called out of his heart made him even more annoyed and angry, "Come on, take down this murderer and torture him!" ”

Zhang Biao lowered his head, his back muscles tightened, and his eyes flashed with fierce light.

He won't be caught with his hands tied, it's a big deal to directly take down this Chu Shiyuan as a threat, and escape first.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

I saw a person with a large number of catchers, coming from the distant streets, with an elegant bearing, it was the god who caught Zhuge .

With anger on his face, he arched his hand at Chu Shiyuan and said, "General Chu, don't be angry, this official has found a clue to the murderer." ”

"Oh?"

Chu Shiyuan's eyelids raised slightly, "Who is the murderer?" ”

After being promoted to the god catcher, he has become the backbone of the six doors, and Guo An, the chief catcher, is personally taken care of, and he also has to give some face.

Zhuge nodded, turned around and said, "Bring the things up!" ”

I saw a silver medal catcher carrying a yellow monk's robe, walking forward quickly and throwing it on the ground.

Seeing Chu Shiyuan's doubts, Zhuge Shenzhu said in a low voice: "The fire in Zhaoguo Temple, the remnant of the cult Lianhua Sect appeared, and we were ordered to arrest it, and I found this nearby." It must be those monks who are doing it. ”

said, and said meaningfully: "This matter was personally ordered by the emperor to be supervised..."

When Zhang Biao next to him heard it, he knew what was going on.

Zhuge wants to detain the pot to the Lianhua Sect.

The Autumn Stove Festival is approaching, and there is still the Killing Sect secretly lurking, which will inevitably disperse the power.

The pursuit of the Lianhua Sect will also be put on hold.

After all, the other party just burned down his own temple, killed a god to capture Fang Ying, and then hid in the tunnel.

Even if he participated in the rebellion, it was two hundred years ago, and there has been no major chaos for the time being.

Zhuge and Fang Ying are close friends, of course they will not let go of this matter, so they will blame the red murderer and push it to Lianhuazong.

Saving him is just a stop-by.

After killing so many people and still being silent, the threat of the Lotus Flower Sect will skyrocket.

The last sentence, pointing out the emperor's concern, is to remind Chu Shiyuan that a few six doors can't carry such a big pot, and Lianhua Sect is the most suitable.

Chu Shiyuan was also slippery, and immediately nodded slightly, and shouted angrily: "It turned out that it was a demon who made trouble, it must have used some kind of poisonous mist, and this official will never rest with them!" ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhang Biao, frowned, and said, "Although the suspicion is cleared, the crime of dereliction of duty cannot be forgiven." ”

Zhuge Shenzhu nodded and said: "General Chu, don't worry, the rules of the six doors are strict, and there will naturally be an explanation." ”

"Come on, put these three people in prison!"

………………

There was a lot of disturbance, and another night of chaos.

"Tell me not to spread rumors!"

In the barracks, Chu Shiyuan's face was gloomy, and he said to several lieutenants under him: "Rumors are fiercer than tigers, you are also smart people, if Your Majesty's pro-army has evil things, and the people in Beijing are talking about it, can you know the consequences?" ”

Several lieutenants sweated on their foreheads, and hurriedly bowed their hands and said, "Don't worry, general, we will deal with it properly." ”

Chu Shiyuan nodded, and after a few people went out, he changed into his regular clothes, left the barracks, and went straight to Taipingfang.

As the gold cave of Yujing City, the streets here are full of casinos, restaurants and Goolan tiles.

On the street, it seems that the smell of last night's wine and fat powder is still filled, and the cold morning breeze cannot blow it away.

Chu Shiyuan came to the front of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, and without saying a word, he kicked the door open, which shocked the turtle slaves and the girls who got up early to wash and hid one after another, and from time to time the spring was shining.

Chu Shiyuan turned a blind eye, and said with a gloomy face: "I was looking for Li Gongzi, but I couldn't see anyone in the half-pillar of incense, so I burned this broken building!" ”

"Where do you need half a pillar of incense?"

Upstairs, with a lazy voice, a disheveled man in white walked out, leaned on the railing, and said with a smile: "General Chu, I said that you would come to me..."

Chu Shiyuan's eyes twitched, and he suddenly stepped forward, stepped on the beams and pillars of the table and chair, and rose into the air.

"Hahaha..."

The white-clothed boy laughed, didn't look at it, turned around and walked into the room directly, and said loudly: "Get out, get a table of banquets, this son wants to feast on distinguished guests!" ”

Several disheveled beauties fled.

Before the white-clothed man finished speaking, he saw that Chu Shiyuan had broken into the door, condensed his palms into claws, grabbed his throat, and said viciously: "Did you do it?" ”

"Killing His Majesty's own soldiers, etc., is equivalent to conspiring against you, what do you want to do in the Li Mansion?!"

The man in white didn't panic at all when he was choked by the throat, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I'm not a fool, of course I didn't do it, but I can introduce someone to the general and solve his troubles." ”

With that, he clapped his hands.

I saw that behind the screen, a green-robed scholar walked out, with a fox-like smile on his face, and bent down and arched his hand:

"Warlock Bai Yan, I've seen the general!"