Shu, the national capital, was shrouded in darkness.

In the streets and alleys, the wind blows from time to time, and the starlight is hidden, as if there are ominous signs.

Jiang Xueyi looked at Xia Ji, straightened out her thoughts and said:

"The Demon Gate forces, on the surface, don't make any big moves, but this kind of quietness just reveals an unreasonableness... Because, in recent years, there has been a legendary figure in the Demon Gate. ”

The beggar leader's expression became very solemn.

Xia Ji said: "I know, he is called a magician, terrifying, terrifying, and mysterious, don't talk about this, what about below?"

Jiang Xueyi didn't say anything after brewing the atmosphere, a little embarrassed, so he said: "Teacher, in fact, this magician is not terrible and I don't know, because there is no record of his shot... On the contrary, it is the exercises he left behind, but they are really terrifying. That's the Three Demon Sutras!

Xia Ji's expression was indifferent.

This calmness suddenly gave Jiang Xueyi a sense of security, she only felt that the teacher was unfathomable, and she must be worthy of the magician who knew the magic scriptures, otherwise she should always show a little bit.

She continued: "Although only a very small number of people in the Demon Gate have obtained the inheritance of these three Demon Sutras, after the development of the past few years, they will definitely take action. So, this kind of calm is exactly what is brewing. ”

"As for the righteous path forces, they are also silent, and there are no big moves, but the whole is in a defensive situation, and even the disciples who have been trained outside are much less, just for fear of being hindered by the demon sect. ”

Therefore, at present, the entire rivers and lakes are not only not turbulent, but rather show a strange calm. ”

Jiang Xueyi analyzed it clearly sentence by sentence.

"As for your second sister's Condor Hall, there is also Wudang Feimen, but there are some strange cases... That is, the case of spontaneous combustion of the human body.

And according to internal information, the murderer once released a word, saying that he was going to kill the four gods of Wudang Feimen and the king of hunting, plus two small embroideries, and your second sister.

Now, the killing progress of this unknown murderer is about three people, two of whom are divine arrests, and one is unknown. ”

"Spontaneous combustion?"

Xia Ji's expression remained as calm as ever, "Let's talk about it in detail." ”

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Xueyi said as if she was thirsty, and silently grabbed the teacup, gently pressed her lips against it, and began to drink water quietly.

Moistening her throat slightly, she began to tell Xia Wudi in detail what she had encountered.

Xia Ji's eyes drooped, as if he was thinking quietly, and he would ask some small details from time to time in the middle.

"Do you have any guesses about the identity of the murderer?"

"No... Normally, it should be the Demon Gate, but why did the Demon Gate kill these eight people first, and not the others?"

"Could it be that the individual strength in the court is eliminated first?"

"It's possible. ”

The two discussed quietly.

At the end, Xia Ji said: "Continue to stare at this matter, if possible, figure out their purpose... If there are any strange people around the national capital, be sure to tell me. ”

"Got it... Teacher. ”

Long...

Jiang Xueyi left.

Xia Ji turned back to the inner room and took out two maps.

A map is a map of the surrounding area of the national capital, which is quite detailed, and the previous Youlan Xiaozhu is also wrapped in it.

The other map is the map of the whole country of Shu.

Even if Xia Ji doesn't need to indicate it, he can know the location of several demon gates.

His gaze swept over the two maps, then he closed his eyes and fell into thought.

...

...

Next.

Cloudy.

Morning.

Xia Wushu crossed the lake in the air and came to Linlang Water Pavilion.

In the water pavilion, the sound of the teenager reading aloud came clearly.

"A spoonful of food, a scoop of drink, in the alleys, people are unbearable, and they will not change their pleasures. ”

"A gentleman seeks justice, not food. Ploughing is also in it, and learning is also in it. A gentleman is not worried about poverty. ”

Xia Wushu quietly listened to the voice that was full of righteousness and quite a scholar's style, and couldn't help but smile, and even his strong expression softened.

She leaned against the wall and listened quietly, not wanting to disturb the reader.

It wasn't until the time of a stick of incense had passed that she suddenly woke up and turned around and went back the way she came.

Lately, she's getting more and more panicked.

There was an inexplicable intuition that hinted at her, as if something earth-shattering was about to happen.

And in this big event, even you may not be able to support it.

If you die, you will be burned into corpse carbon in the sun... Then, when the time comes, it will be Xiao Ji, and the mother, and the eldest brother who will cry in front of their corpses, not others.

When the time comes, will this young man who is reading cry very sadly?

However, will such a major event affect the family?

She didn't know.

She had turned away.

At least she still had the knife, and the strength of her own.

If anyone wants to hurt anyone in the Xia family, they need to at least defeat her first, slash her Mo knife, and step over her corpse.

She walked to the lake, glanced sideways behind her, and listened to the sound of reading.

In order to protect... Such a home.

She didn't hesitate anymore and walked away.

At this time, Xia Ji also put down the book, looked back at the direction she left, and started reading again.

...

...

Xia Wushu returned to the Condor Hall, and was just about to inquire about the information from all parties today, when a catcher wearing a purple flying fish robe came quickly from a distance.

This is the person who has no flying door.

The head catcher was extremely dignified, and when he saw Xia Wuving, he hugged his fists and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Xia, something big has happened." ”

Xia Wuxing's eyes narrowed: "What's the matter?"

The headhunter's gaze swept left and right.

Xia Wushu understood, so he waved his hand, and the embroidery on the left and right went down.

The head catcher said in a scalp-numbing trill: "Catch... Lord Hunter... When he died, he was in a retreat chamber and had his head cut off. ”

Xia Wuving's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a chill arose in his heart.

In terms of strength and ability, she and the king are only half a catty.

Now, the king... He's dead?

She suppressed the creeps in her heart and said, "Lead the way." ”

...

A moment later, she took some embroidery from the Condor Hall and followed the head catcher to the scene of the crime, the secret room where the king was retreating.

This secret room is not in the Wudang Flying Gate, but in a mansion belonging to the Wudang Flying Gate, which is guarded inside and outside.

But at the time of the incident, he didn't feel the movement, but when he was delivering food last night, he felt a strange smell of corpses wafting from the crack in the door of the secret room, so he went to catch the head.

Then, the headhunters immediately took action, and this morning they worked together to open the door of the secret room from the outside, and only then did they see the scalp-tinging scene in the secret room.

The scene was sealed off very well, and many catchers saw Xia Wushu coming, so they gave it up, and then continued to maintain the scene to prevent anyone from sabotaging it.

And the head catcher who led the way led the two into the blockade circle.

Xia Wushu raised his eyes, and in his eyes, the headless corpse not far away was sitting behind a purple-red case, it seemed that the deceased didn't expect that he would die at all, so he was still writing what he had learned before he died, to help him think about a breakthrough.

She raised her hand and motioned for everyone to stop, and she walked alone towards the headless corpse.

I have to say that the tigress's nose is very smart, just sniff it, and smell the smell of poison, and it still seems to be a very complex mixture of toxins, not a single ...

She didn't waste her true qi to resist, but directly threw an antidote pill into her mouth and continued to walk forward.

As she walked, everything around her seemed to come to life and began to speak to her.

Xia Wushu walked very slowly, and her mind was reconstructing what had happened at the scene.

Five steps later, she was behind the headless corpse.

From the big scar on the neck, you can still see blood vessels and flesh and bones.

Xia Wudi was still thinking seriously, her eyes kept turning, and she even carefully flipped over the things written on the table of the king catcher.

She turned the pages one by one, and when she turned to the end, she suddenly stared at the apricot eyes, and actually frowned, because there was a blood-red "ten" under the palm of the king's hand.

There was no fight at the scene, and this was a secret room, and nine times out of ten the people who could kill the king were acquaintances.

And, when a person realizes that he is going to die, he will definitely try his best to leave the name and information of the murderer in the most intuitive way.

But if you only have time to write two or three strokes...

Well, he will leave behind what most hints at the identity of the murderer.

What is the word "ten"?

Xia Wuving's gaze swept over the scene...

Suddenly, it froze.

Because, she saw a cross ornament on the waist of all the fast catchers!!

She said sharply: "Pass it on, verify the time of death!"