Nation~~

Nation~~

Nation~~

Nation~~

There was a knock in the aisle outside the house, and it was the fourth watch of the ugly time.

Xia Ji raised his head from the book and looked sideways at the open door, the lake was foggy, the moonlight was dim, and the night was already very deep...

He yawned and went back to sleep.

...

Early the next morning.

The genius is bright, and Xia Wushu gets up early every day and comes to Linlang Water Pavilion.

She still wanted to hear the sound of her little brother reading, and after listening to it for a while, she should leave.

The sound of reading made her feel at peace and warmth, and it could empower her and make her stronger.

But today, she didn't hear...

Xia Wuxian's apricot eyes lit up.

Okay, Xiaoji, you fished for three days and dried your nets for two days, and I caught you today.

You're going to have to look good!

She squinted, like a hunting tigress, and crept around to the side of the small building facing the lake.

His eyes swept over, and sure enough, there was no one.

If you listen closely, you can faintly hear the sound of even breathing coming from the bedroom.

The corners of Xia Wudi's lips couldn't help but bend to the sides, she was going to use it as a terrifying alarm clock to wake up her brother, thinking that the lazy brother would wake up in a daze... She was decompressed and happy.

She walked softly into the small building, but before she entered the bedroom, she saw the books on the coffee table upside down, and the notes she was making carefully, every word was very serious.

She stopped, but continued to the bedroom door, and pushed it open softly, seeing that the boy was sleeping in a kimono, obviously staying up too late yesterday.

Xia Wushu lowered his eyes, paused slightly, and glanced over the half-covered quilt...

She stepped forward cautiously, without making a sound,

Just pulled up the slippery quilt and quietly left.

...

...

The sunshine, in autumn, is a little bleak, like the withered flowers on the roadside.

But if there is withering, there will be new life, and even in the cold winter, there will be white plums.

Xia Wushu pulled his long hair, and the tips of his hair exuded a faint fragrance of white plum.

She's waiting.

She had already submitted the application for "searching the Prince's Mansion" to her boss, Shaofu, last night.

Shaofu went to the palace.

Now, she is waiting outside the palace for approval, and I believe there will be news soon.

She was carrying a two-meter-long Mo knife on her back and stood outside the palace gate, with two rows of embroidered flowers behind her.

The stakes were so high that the monarch also agreed to the "search".

Xia Wudi got the search warrant and led people straight to the prince's mansion.

The search did not go well.

For some reason, the prince seemed to be inexplicably hostile to the Xia family, and it was always very uncomfortable to be searched, so he was cold from beginning to end.

Although this "search" is not rummaging through boxes and cabinets, but only consulting some information and asking some people, this also makes the prince feel embarrassed.

The embroiderers of the Condor Hall quickly flipped through some information, trying to find out the connection between the "Phosphorus Swallower" and the "Prince's Mansion", and figure out what the two had to do with each other...

Xia Wushu strolled casually through the Prince's Mansion, feeling the atmosphere from every detail, even from the conversations of the maids and servants not far away, trying to find something unusual.

However...

She failed.

The embroiderers didn't find anything.

Xia Wushu led people out of the Prince's Mansion with a sneering gaze, like a gray lost dog.

But before she left, she saw a figure hurrying from a distance not far away, it was the Jianghu Inspector in the six-clawed eagle robe of the Divine Eagle Hall, there were only four people in such a position, and the status was second only to her own nine claws, as well as two small embroidered eight claws.

But at this time, the overseer was in fear.

His face was pale, his lips were pale, and the pupils of his eyes were even a little dilated, and he looked like he had no master, until he saw the helmsman of the Condor Hall, who was wearing a nine-clawed condor robe, known as the history of the rivers and lakes and the first god catcher, that he returned to normal a little.

Xia Wudi asked in a calm voice, "Old Zhao, what happened?"

The overseer trembled, "The king... Lord Wang... Spontaneously combusted in the house, and all the corpse carbon and corpse carbon turned to ashes. ”

"Inside the house?"

"Yes, even in the house, Lord Wang didn't go anywhere, but when he was looking up the information in the house, it suddenly burned.

There is no fire around, there is no light, not even the temperature is high... We checked, there was no poison, nothing was there, and he spontaneously combusted ... It's gone..."

The Overseer's voice was filled with fear.

And what he said also made people's scalp tingle, and they felt a strange chill rushing to their heads from their heels.

Even Xia Wushu was stunned, if she hadn't pressed her, I am afraid that it would have been a big mess long ago.

Rao was like this, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

Spontaneous combustion indoors?

How is this possible?

How can it be?

Still a calm voice: "Come with me." ”

After Xia Wushu finished saying three words, he rushed in the direction of the Divine Eagle Hall.

When she rushed back, she saw a "broken corpse" lying on the ground of the Condor Hall database...

The corpse was charred, and the body was broken apart as it ran in pain, and it was broken into several pieces, which were scattered on the ground, some of which still had the appearance of bones, and some of which had become fine grains of ash.

Lord Wang is one of the two small embroideries, his strength is a half-step grandmaster, he is calm, good at observation, and sometimes he will put forward some omissions for Xia Wudi.

Such a person's personality is very different from Zhao Xue.

But he actually died?

Doesn't it mean that a person who has been poisoned by a phosphemothus needs to be exposed to light before it spontaneously combusts?

What is this?

What's going on here?

Xia Wuving's gaze swept over, "Are you sure it's Lord Wang?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a few embroiderers walked out.

"Lord Xia, we're sure this is Lord Wang. ”

"yes, we've all seen it. ”

"I am a direct embroiderer under Lord Wang, and I can confirm that this is Lord Wang. ”

"After Lord Wang died, the human head condensed again, making a strange sound. ”

"What sound?"

"The door of the underworld is opened, the ghost pawn returns the soul, the three sinners, hook the soul and ask for his life"

"The Three Great Sinners?"

Xia Wushu was stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Is Lord Tie still there?"

"Yes. ”

Not long after, a calm and tall man appeared, he was wearing an eight-clawed condor robe, his hands appeared larger than ordinary people, and showed a heavy color of iron gray, this pair of steel-like hands always crossed in front of his waist, his body was as straight as a gun, and his temperament was immovable, giving people a very reliable feeling.

This is the remaining one of the two small embroidery, named Tie Ruyi.

In the rivers and lakes, this inspector is also well-known for his iron-faced selflessness, uprightness, and the law of practice is biased towards horizontal practice of hard skills.

His strength is in the middle of the Grandmaster Realm, which can be described as very strong.

"I've seen Lord Xia. ”

Tie Ruyi bowed slightly, and then his eyes couldn't help but look at the corpses all over the ground...

Xia Wushu said directly: "You and I are still here, and the people who have died at present are Zhao Xue, Wu Tieju, Lord Wang... There is also a headless king hunter, so there is another god who is out and has caught something. ”

Tie Ruyi had already listened to the embroidery Lang's brief introduction to the situation when he came, and knowing the statement of the "three major sinners", he nodded heavily.

In this gloomy room, the atmosphere suddenly became dull again.

Xia Wushu wanted to ask, "Could this Lord Wang be wearing a human skin mask", but after thinking about it for a while, the problem is not here at all...

The problem is that he spontaneously combusted indoors.

And only from the fact that these bones are burned, it is still from the inside out.

At this time, she stood at this closed and strange murder scene, listening to the details of the reports of the embroiderers around her, and only felt cold hands and feet.

She took a deep breath, swept around her, took in all the details with her powerful observation, and then immersed herself in her own world to open up a "substitution experience".

The light is dim and the air is cold.

She looked up, and her gaze suddenly stopped on one of the skylights on the roof.

The skylight was only the size of a palm, and the level was more than two feet away from the place where Lord Wang died...

Xia Wuyi's heart moved, and he suddenly flew out, Tie Ruyi reacted very quickly, and when this first god was captured, he followed closely.