Qin Feiyan smiled, no longer continued the topic, but turned to chat with Zhang Hualing and the others about other topics. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Zhang Hualing and the others chatted with Qin Feiyan, Song Mingting didn't speak anymore.

He was pondering Qin Feiyan.

Qin Feiyan has a suspicious origin and a secret. But judging from the other party's behavior and habits, he is really just a casual cultivator from a low level - don't doubt it, he still has this kind of eyesight.

He was very sure that Qin Feiyan was indeed a casual cultivator from a low background.

However, it is really abnormal for such a reckless casual cultivator to have so many good things on him. And such a person took the initiative to get close to them, whether he had good intentions or bad intentions, he needed to figure it out.

As for how to figure it out? Just wait and see what happens, as long as a person has a purpose, no matter how well he disguises it, he will eventually be exposed, because one day he will take action, and all he has to do is nothing more than vanity and wrongdoing.

In terms of hypocrisy and wrongdoing, he is a master among the masters in two lifetimes, and compared with him, Qin Feiyan cannot be his opponent at all.

Then, Song Mingting and his team waited for a few more days, but the murderer behind the scenes seemed to know their actions and never appeared.

On the fourth day, the crowd was a little unable to sit still.

"It's been three days, but the murderer has disappeared and never appeared again, what can we do? Do we have to keep it all the time?" said Qian Mo, who had the least patience among the several people.

"The murderer should be hiding in the town, and we knew about it on the first day we arrived in this town, after all, we didn't hide our whereabouts when we came. "It was Lou Xicheng who spoke.

"So what should we do next? we can't keep it dry, right?" Qian Mo said impatiently.

"But anyway, the fact that the murderer behind the scenes does not show up shows that he is afraid of us, which is also good news. As the captain, Zhang Hualing had to stand up and cheer for everyone at this time.

At this time, Song Mingting suddenly spoke: "The murderer should be exposed immediately." ”

Everyone set their eyes on Song Mingting.

Song Mingting was not in a hurry and explained: "Because judging from the frequency of murderer killing, as time goes by, murderers kill more and more frequently, so it can be inferred that this murderer is either cultivating some kind of evil method and has already practiced to the critical point, or the murderer is simply not a human, but some kind of demon beast or evil thing, which is in the growth period and needs a lot of flesh and blood." ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then said, "It makes sense." ”

"However, it is also possible that the murderer has already run away. Song Mingting finally said.

"What should I do then?" Pavilion Master Li said hurriedly, "When the mountain envoys are gone, and the murderer is back, won't the people in the town become meat on the chopping block again?"

"Please rest assured, we will not leave until we catch the murderer and find out the truth about the disappearance of the people in the town. Zhang Hualing said reassuringly.

The feeling of the Li Pavilion Lord is not bad for them, although this person is not strong, and he is a little timid and afraid, but he is still honest, and he is quite concerned about the safety of the people in the town.

Pavilion Master Li breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "That's great!"

After that, Zhang Hualing and Qian Mo went out to patrol, while Song Mingting and others went back to the room to practice.

Although the murderer did it at night most of the time, there are many people who disappear during the day, so someone needs to patrol during the day.

However, for Song Mingting and them, the most important thing is to cultivate, and they have all gone to patrol at night, and if they go out during the day, then there is no need to cultivate at all, so several people were finally divided into three groups and took turns patrolling.

After Song Mingting returned to the room, he did not start cultivating, but took out something from his belt.

It was a rubble urn.

After taking out the urn, Song Mingting opened the lid of the urn and glanced into the urn.

There was a thin layer of black mud in the urn, exuding the smell of decay and death, and wisps of black gas emerged from the black mud and converged in the center of the urn, converging into a certain image.

It was like a dragonfly that had been conceived for most of its part, only half of its body was half pulled, and the rest of it was still in the process of being bred.

Song Mingting closed the urn after taking a look, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.

The contents of this urn were refined by him to find the murderer.

Now the case has reached an impasse. But sitting back is not his style, taking the initiative is his code of conduct, which is the style he has formed in his more than 100 years of fugitive life. And as a former real person with a lot of means, he naturally has a lot of means in his mind that can be used to break the game.

The contents of the urn are one of them.

This thing is called a "ghost dragonfly", and it is not a naturally existing demon beast, but something that has been refined by secret methods.

Ghost dragonflies can be attracted to resentful spirits, and the more a person kills, the closer the time to kill, the more they can attract ghost dragonflies. And right now, apart from the murderer who killed so many people unknowingly in this town, who else would accumulate so much resentment in them?

The method of refining the ghost dragonfly was originally an unpassed secret of the Hades Ghost Sect, and outsiders could not know it at all, but he had killed so many disciples of the Hades Ghost Sect in his previous life, so it was certainly not surprising that he knew some of the secret techniques of the Hades Ghost Sect.

He has been refining this ghost dragonfly for three days, and it will be completed in another day, which means that he will be able to find the murderer early tomorrow morning.

Provided, of course, that the murderer remained in the town and did not leave. Now his only concern was this, because it was the fourth day since they came to the town, and in these four days, the murderer had not appeared again, one might be that the murderer was afraid of them, so he hibernated, but more likely, the murderer had left the place, which was troublesome.

Two hours passed in a hurry, and Song Mingting spit out a turbid breath from his mouth and got out of bed. Before he went out, there was a knock at the door: "Brother Mingting, it's time for us to go out on patrol." ”

It was Qin Feiyan's voice.

"It's coming. Song Mingting replied, straightened his clothes, and then opened the door.

"Brother Mingting, it's early. Outside the door, Qin Feiyan said with a smile.

Song Mingting also smiled: "Morning, Brother Feiyan." ”

After that, the two called Sun Jiamu, and the three of them took over Zhang Hualing and Qian Mo's class together and began to patrol the town.

But today is still a day of no gain, and the murderer still hasn't appeared.

At this moment, not only Qian Mo, but even Sun Jiamu and Ji Changkong were a little impatient, only Zhang Hualing, who was the captain, and Lou Xicheng, who had the most calm personality, were still calm.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feiyan was also very calm, patrolling with everyone from beginning to end, without saying a word, and without a word of complaint, he was determined to find out the truth about his friend's disappearance.

By night, the ghost dragonfly was close to taking shape.

After dawn, Song Mingting went back to the room and took out the urn.

In the urn, there was not much left of the black mud, and a black and white dragonfly with ghost patterns on its membranous wings vibrated its wings in the urn and hovered in the center of the urn.

It's done! Song Mingting said in his heart.

Then he held out two fingers, and the ghost dragonfly flew out of the urn and stopped on his fingers. This ghost dragonfly is vivid, no different from the real dragonfly, and even the lines on the wings are clearly visible.

If Song Mingting hadn't known that this was refined by him using a secret method, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed that such a delicate and beautiful creature was not a natural creation.