【069】Death is not unjust (ask for subscription)
Iron plates, porcelain vases, silver tickets, treasure soldiers.
Chen Wuji checked it many times, but there were no special marks or smells.
Shi Qi's accomplices, if they want to find him, can only find him through other channels.
The beginning and end of killing Yang Bao, Zhao Feihu, and Xiong Zengtong should not be missed.
None of them, how do they find them?
It's impossible to go on a killing spree, kill all the people in Baishui County, and try them one by one, right?
It has only been more than 100 years since the establishment of Qingguo, and several generations of national lords have been either male or conservative, and the national strength has always maintained an upward situation over the past hundred years.
The accumulation of several generations, after the current lord of the country ascended to the throne, promoted good governance, and the fortunes of the country rose a few points, and it is now in a thriving and strongest period.
The government doesn't care much about the fighting between martial artists, but if innocents are slaughtered, the garrisons will be mobilized immediately.
After planting the soul Pang Qianding, Chen Wuji learned that the garrisons of all state capitals and counties in the country had to report to the local situation every three days.
Countless communication soldiers and communication birds are either collecting information downward or reporting information upwards every day.
From county to prefecture, from prefecture to state, from state to national capital.
The boss of the center, the lord of the country sitting in the Hall of All Peoples, therefore has a very timely understanding of the main events in the country and the changes in important figures.
The slaughter of the county seat is almost unrealistic.
Besides, if this kind of thing really happens, Chen Wuji will run away as soon as possible, and he is not a fool, stay where he is, and wait for the other party to come to the door.
"So, Shi Qi is scaring me?"
Chen Wuji squinted, "Scared before dying, do you want me to live in fear?" In that case, it might as well be cursed......"
"Wait, curse!?"
Chen Wuji's heart moved.
The next moment, close your eyes, concentrate your mind, and look inward.
From head to toe, from skin to viscera.
Every position, every inch of the scan.
Once, twice, three times......
On the fifth pass, I finally "saw" an imprint of the word "sheng", and at some point, it was imprinted on the trunk bone in the center of the chest.
Found it!
Chen Wuji's face was ugly.
This kind of strange method of killing the enemy, there will be more marks on the body, before this, Chen Wuji had only heard of it.
Unexpectedly, this time he experienced it firsthand.
"Chase the imprint, find the ......"
"Damn it!"
Chen Wuji opened his eyes, got up suddenly, took a pen and quickly left a note, and put it on the table.
Then, take all the broken maps, as well as the Water Gathering Spirit Orb, two small porcelain bottles, the Flame Treasure, and the identity iron plate, open the door, and fly out of the compound.
Swish!
Swish~
The figure flickered, and at the fastest speed, left the Chen family compound.
Without a moment's pause, Chen Wuji went straight out of the city.
Out of the city, the speed soared, and the electric light step ran to the extreme, rushing to the mountains and forests.
Along the way, there is no thinking, no pause.
It's just flying.
Stay away from the county seat.
I ran until dawn, a hundred miles away from the county seat, and then stopped at a mountain.
I found a big stone and sat down, and while resting, I mobilized my true qi and washed away the marks on the bones on my chest.
If you don't want to get rid of the mark, it's easy.
Just dig out this sternum and throw it away, and you'll be fine.
But this kind of self-harm is too low-level, and Chen Wuji doesn't plan to use it as a last resort.
It's not about scraping the skin, shaving the meat, and growing back after removing it.
The sternum is dug up, and it basically does not grow back.
Call!
Call~
True qi wraps the imprint of the word "sheng" and washes it repeatedly.
After a while, Chen Wuji sensed carefully.
"It works!"
The perception under mental concentration, keenly sensing the imprint of the word "sheng", has become a little lighter.
That's easy to do.
Waste some time, and it will always wash away.
However, you can't stay in one place for long.
It was dawn, and Shi Qi had not yet appeared, and his companions, if any, would definitely find the abnormality.
When it is confirmed that Shi Qi is missing, or dead, the other party will immediately follow the mark to chase him.
Come to think of it.
Chen Wuji set off again and continued on his way.
Almost rushed out for twenty miles, stopped, mobilized the true qi, and washed away the imprint.
The flushing time, at most two quarters of an hour, will stop and continue on the road.
So, stop and hurry.
Two days later.
On the shore of a stretch of the river, under a big tree on the mountain.
Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~
The sound of breaking wind sounded.
Three figures in a row, coming along the riverbank, flew and scurried, and stopped under the trees.
"Gone again."
A middle-aged man with a tall body, a slender face, and a hooked nose walked around the big tree and chuckled, "The other party is very cautious, never stays in one place for long, and Shi Qian is not unjustly dead." ”
"Shi Qi, this idiot, must have been caused by a light enemy, so he was killed by someone who grabbed the opportunity." A man with a greasy face and a round belly said with disdain.
"People are dead, what's the use of saying that?"
The last tall, snow-white man with thick eyebrows said in a deep voice, "The top priority now is to catch up with the murderer, kill the other party, and snatch back the treasure soldiers!" ”
"And the mutilated map."
The middle-aged man with a hooked nose drank lightly, "The two maps in Qi Chongshan's hand, there is no accident, they are all on this murderer." ”
"Maybe more than two." The greasy man grinned, "The other party may have half or even most of the mutilated maps in their hands." ”
"Why don't you say he got all the broken maps?" The white-eyed man drank coldly.
"That couldn't be better." The greasy man said happily.
"Hmph~" The white-eyed man didn't bother to pay attention to him, his body shook, and he rushed out.
"It's useless to talk about it now, but if you find someone, you'll know how many." The middle-aged man with a hooked nose spoke indifferently and walked quickly after him.
"Wait for me."
The man with a greasy face, chasing after the last, shouted loudly.
"He can't run!"
……
The bottom of a cliff.
Call~
Call~
Chen Wuji sat still, mobilized his true qi to wrap the imprint of the word "Sheng", and washed it repeatedly.
"It's almost gone, it's almost gone."
Seven days passed, Chen Wuji looked inward at his chest again, and looked at the bone where the mark was located, and there was only a shallow layer of the word "sheng" left.
It's about to be washed clean and eliminated.
The true qi was transferred out of the dantian space one by one, wrapping the imprint, and it was constant all the time.
Almost a quarter of an hour later, the entire imprint of the word "sheng" dissipated without a trace.
But just in case.
Chen Wuji didn't stop, and continued to wrap the bones at the location of the mark with his true qi, and washed it again for half an hour before stopping.
Then, take a few breaths and relax a little.
Hurry up again and leave the bottom of the cliff.
……
An hour later.
Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind sounded.
Three figures descended from mid-air and stopped at the bottom of the cliff.
"Gone early again."
The middle-aged man with a hooked nose sneered, anger flashing in his eyes.
"This time he didn't leave for long, he couldn't run." The man with a greasy face looked around at the bottom of the cliff and said firmly.
The white-eyed man's face sank, and he looked at a small compass in his hand, and said ugly.
"The mark on the other person's body is gone."
"Murderer...... Completely ran! ”
What!?
(End of chapter)