"Li Zhutou, I won't investigate the case. Fu Cheng walked in front, Li Shuyuan didn't care about anything to put on a show, and chased him on the street. He wanted to go to the broken temple several times to find Fucheng, but he was blasted out by the guards who didn't know when they came, and this time he finally found it on the street, where would he let go of this opportunity, Li Shuyuan chattered while walking. "You help me this time, I've never seen such a big case in so many years, thirty-nine corpses, all of them died as a good player, Jinyiwei is staring at it, I can't let it go, I can't ask for someone Jinyiwei." ”

Fu Cheng held the Sichun Hall bought by Taibai Ju in his hand, walked back, and said, "Don't go." ”

"I'll give you money, as long as you make an offer, I will definitely not counteroffer. Li Shuyuan continued.

"It's not about the money. I quit. Fucheng stopped, feeling that it was not clear that Li Shuyuan could follow all the way back to the broken temple from Taibai Street, and Fucheng could be killed by him when he slept.

"Why are you quit?" Li Shuyuan was a little confused, Fu Cheng was the best swordsman he knew, why didn't he do it?

Fu Cheng laughed twice and said, "The family is strict." ”

Li Shuyuan didn't react for a while to what the strict management of this family meant, and seeing that Fucheng was about to go away, Li Shuyuan scolded: "You are afraid of your wife's taxes! Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know that you have a tattoo on your body." ”

Fu Cheng was stunned when he heard this, Li Shuyuan didn't feel that Fu Cheng's aura had changed, and he was still scolding: "What do you think I'm looking for you for? Thirty-nine corpses have your broken tattoos on them, don't think I haven't seen them." ”

Li Shuyuan accidentally bumped into Fucheng in the bathhouse a year ago, and after a quick glance, he wrote down a black tattoo the size of a palm on Fucheng's body. Li Shuyuan's brain may not be very good compared to Fucheng, but he has his own merits, as long as he sees anything small, it will be registered in his book, maybe it can become a handle to pinch which big man, Li Shuyuan can be domineering in Bailu City because of his distant relationship with the prince, but on his own brain!

Fu Cheng's back tensed, he slowly turned his head, and stared at Li Shuyuan without saying a word.

Li Shuyuan swallowed his saliva, Fu Cheng was still a little scary when he wasn't smiling, and at this moment he was staring at himself, like a falcon in the night. If he hadn't known Fu Cheng for a long time and knew that he would never kill no matter what, Li Shuyuan would have thought that he was going to kill people.

Li Shuyuan's voice softened, and said, "What do you think I'm doing? I've seen no one that time, and I kept you a secret for a year," Li Shuyuan paused, and said the second half of the sentence a little unconfidently, "Shouldn't you repay me?"

Li Shuyuan knew that Fu Cheng couldn't kill people, because he had seen it before, and after this meeting, Li Shuyuan confirmed his thoughts even more, Fu Cheng should not know anything about it, Li Shuyuan said: "They are coming at you, and only you can help me." Li Shuyuan tried to clarify the stakes of this matter with Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng's body stiffened, and the haze that couldn't get rid of finally came to the door by itself. Fu Cheng's first reaction was to leave Bailu City, but he wanted to go with Zhou Heng cleanly.

After a moment, Fu Cheng squeezed a little voice out of his throat, "Lead the way." ”

Li Shuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Fucheng had agreed to his commission, and immediately sent Fucheng to the county government.

In a gloomy room, the thirty-nine bodies were neatly placed on straw mats, and there was no autopsy, because there was no need, the fatal injuries were in the neck and stomach, and the way of death was simply clear.

The two Bailu cities became cold, but they couldn't stand it for a long time, and the corpses were already stinking.

Fu Cheng didn't say a word, covered his mouth and nose with a cloth towel dipped in potion, and followed behind Li Shuyuan in silence.

Li Shuyuan and Fu Cheng also covered their mouths and noses, he couldn't help frowning, he didn't want to stay here for a quarter of an hour at all. He held a stick in his hand and took Fu Cheng to look at them one by one.

The places where these corpses have totems have been torn open, and it is easy to view, some on the chest, some on the thighs, some in the palms, and some on the back of the neck.

Fu Cheng still remembers that the steward of the tattoo was an old lady. She has only focused on one thing in her life, obviously it is more convenient for everyone to stab in one place, but she wants to play some new tricks, she touched Rao's bones and skin inch by inch, and finally stabbed this totem, some Rao tattoos are conspicuous, and some people are secretive.

Fucheng still doesn't know what she thinks.

Fu Cheng thought of the past, and their names were on the tattoos, most of them were after the E group, later than the age when Fu Cheng entered the sect.

There is only one group B, and he has more scars on his body than others, which means that he struggled for longer before he died, but unfortunately he did not escape in the end.

Fu Cheng looked around and felt that there was nothing to see, this dark room was too depressing for him, he checked it as necessary and left.

Li Shuyuan followed behind him, watching Fu Cheng start gasping for breath after he arrived in the courtyard, his face was not very good, and his lips were a little pale.

The smell of decaying corpses continued to burrow into his mind, reminding him of who he really was.

Fu Cheng has mixed feelings for these Rao, he looked like enemies when he was in the Life and Death Sect, but now he looks like brothers and sisters, only they understand Fu Cheng's past, and they and Fu Cheng have struggled together for a purpose. This kind of feeling is irreplaceable by others, Fu Cheng knows that even if Zhou Heng tries to understand him, Zhou Heng, as the crown prince, can't understand it, and the pain can't be connected.

To some extent, they are Fucheng's "relatives", but now they have ended up in such a miserable end, Fucheng doesn't know if he is sad that they are dead, or if he sees his fate in them.

After a while, Fu Cheng regained his strength and asked, "What do you mean that they are all kinds of good players?"

Li Shuyuan checked several times, and it can be regarded as finding out the identities of these Rao, although only half of them were checked, and the rest of the people seemed to have appeared out of thin air, but half of them were enough, some of these people opened martial arts, some worked in casinos, some became serious dealers, and some have already started a family.

Li Shuyuan was able to find out their identities not because of how powerful Li Shuyuan was, but because these people were too out of place, and they were beaten several times in the yamen because of making trouble with others in their early years.

Even a few of them have become familiar with Li Shuyuan because of their old troubles, they have good martial arts, but there is always an inexplicable murderous aura on their bodies, and the neighbors know these people.

It was also during this investigation that Li Shuyuan realized that there were so many strange people scattered in Bailu City.

Fu Cheng listened quietly, even if the Life and Death Sect was destroyed, the children of the Ten Thousand Corpses Array would not be able to live a normal life. Most of those who found a home were unable to get along with their parents. Those who didn't find a home and entered the sect were most likely looked down upon by their fellow disciples like Fucheng. In the end, these children chose to live alone, they were incognito but could not hide their origins, everything that happened in the Life and Death Sect had been engraved into their blood and bones, even if they were brought into the coffin, they could not be washed away.

The thing is obvious, the Life and Death Sect is really not dead, and there are still people who continue to play this game.

The question is, is this game voluntary?

Zhou Heng saw that Fu Cheng was a little wrong, but he didn't come up or something wrong, he squinted his eyes and asked, "Who did you meet?"

Fu Cheng broke free from his memories, Zhou Heng had too many things to do recently, and Fu Cheng was not very happy to see him frightened with him, and said: "I met Li Shuyuan, and he asked me to do a business." ”

"Li Shuyuan?" Zhou Heng thought for a while, but he didn't figure out where he saw him.

"Just Li Feng, his old son. Fu Cheng reminded.

Zhou Heng sighed, after the death of Thirteen Niang, he never went to the academy again, Mr. Yu was very grateful, and finally sent away Zhou Heng's big Buddha, Zhou Heng remembered the noisy child in the academy for a long time. Zhou Heng frowned, he really didn't like Fu Cheng to be a swordsman at this moment, and said, "What business?"

Fu Cheng paused, unsure if it was the right thing to tell him, his ambiguity, and said, "Bailu City is dead, thirty-nine people." ”

The more Zhou Heng listened, the more strange he felt, and said, "Will you investigate the case or what?" What are the dead looking for you?" Fu Cheng is not good at investigating the death of Rao, and when he went with him to investigate the death of Xue Fengniang on Baihua Street before, it was Zhou Heng who was always contributing.

Zhou Heng didn't want Fucheng to be involved with these people, and said: "Investigate the case and find Jinyiwei, I ...... with Lu Chuanbai."

"Don't. Fu Cheng interrupted Zhou Heng's words, he had been like a river mussel before, covering himself to death, half a way to spit out a little bit of his heart, he was learning how to confess part of the matter to his own people, Fu Cheng took a deep breath and said, "It is the people of the Life and Death Sect who die." ”

Zhou Heng looked at Fu Cheng, he couldn't see what had happened to him in his expression, Zhou Heng's voice softened, and said, "You know you can trust me, right?"

Fu Cheng nodded, of course he believed Zhou Heng, but this matter could only be handled by himself, it was Wu Thirteen who was involved in this matter, and Zhou Heng should have nothing to do with this matter innocently.

Zhou Heng knew what Fu Cheng was thinking, he didn't force Fu Cheng to really change his temper overnight, and said, "You can investigate the case yourself, I don't care about you." ”

Fu Cheng nodded, and Zhou Heng said again: "I don't care what you are going to do, remember to come back for dinner, if you don't come back before dinner, I will find you even if I rummage through Bailu City." This is Zhou Heng's cleverness, he completely let go, and afterwards he found Cui Gonggong from Dongchang to secretly intervene in it, Fu Cheng is used to being a lone ranger, and Zhou Heng will make Fu Cheng uncomfortable by planting any spies around him.

Fu Cheng suddenly sighed, he was like a child who was bullied, and suddenly he had his own backer. There is always someone standing behind him, and whoever bullies you I will beat you back.

Such a backer makes Fu Cheng invincible even on the darkest road, and Fu Cheng thought that meeting Zhou Heng is a very good thing. The first thing Fucheng did to investigate the case was to go to Luojiazhuang, and since Yan Shaokang saw him again, he has been shrinking in Liu Qingqing's Yizhuang. There is a gap between Liu Qingqing and Yan Shaokang, and Yan Shaokang's killing of the innocent Xue Fengniang has always been a hurdle in Liu Qingqing's heart.

The doctor is a pot to help the world, and Yan Shaokang's practice makes Liu Qingqing unforgivable.

Yan Shaokang knew all this, but he was still soaked in Yizhuang, and he usually didn't talk to Liu Qingqing, but just helped Liu Qingqing see a doctor. Liu Qingqing didn't have enough manpower, and having a Miao Jiang witch doctor in charge did reduce a lot of trouble, so because of this situation, Liu Qingqing didn't drive him away.

When Fucheng asked Yan Shaokang to help with the autopsy, Song Chuan was there. Song Chuan greeted Fu Cheng with a smile and said, "Boss." ”

"Why are you here?" asked Fucheng.

"Sister Qingqing is not enough. Song Chuan replied.

Fu Cheng pondered for a while, thinking that Liu Qingqing's way of catching the strong man didn't even hide from Song Chuan. Fu Cheng asked, "She's not afraid that you will kill the patient?"

Song Chuan's face was flushed by him, and he said, "I just dispensed some medicine, don't see a doctor, and besides, Sister Qingqing looks at me." ”

Song Chuan blushed when he teased him, Fu Cheng always liked to tease him when he was okay before, but now he has no thoughts, and said, "What about Yan Shaokang?"

Song Chuan pointed to the house and said, "What's wrong?"

Fu Cheng didn't have time to pay attention to him, and said, "Find him to go to the county government for an autopsy." The people of Fucheng had already strode out, and they didn't see Song Chuan's thoughtful look.

Fucheng went straight to the point and explained his intention to Yan Shaokang, Yan Shaokang was a little embarrassed after hearing it, but Liu Qingqing said: "Hurry up and take people away for me." ”

Yan Shaokang knew that he was annoying here, so he packed up the box in a gray manner, and promised Liu Qingqing before leaving, "I'll come back when I'm done." ”

"The old lady is not rare for you," Liu Qingqing was still angry when she saw Yan Shaokang, and said, "I can live without you." ”

Yan Shaokang's enthusiasm was extinguished, but he was frustrated and used to it, so he followed Fucheng expressionlessly.

If Liu Qingqing is invited, she knows how to save people, but she doesn't know what mysteries are in the dead. But Yan Shaokang is different, he is the heir of the Miaojiang witch doctor family, and dealing with corpses is common.

The county government has done it, but Fucheng can't believe it, these people must be checked carefully.

Li Shuyuan was a little puzzled, and said, "You don't need to test it, isn't this death quite obvious?"

Fu Cheng said: "It's so obvious that it needs to be investigated." "Fu Cheng grew up in the Ten Thousand Corpses Array, if he made all thirty-nine corpses the same death, there were six corpses in it, and the wounds on their necks were actually on the left side, which was a bit weird.

Fucheng took Yan Shaokang into the county office, and when he pushed the door open, a foul smell came to his face, Fucheng and Li Shuyuan frowned together, Yan Shaokang looked much indifferent, he just stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose. Fu Cheng suddenly felt that Yan Shaokang had a zombie face, which was inexplicably harmonious with the temperament of this house.

This room was originally used to practice martial arts for the catchers, and there were too many corpses, only this place could put them. In order to prevent decay, the windows on all sides were nailed and covered with black cloths, and the house was lit with special incense, which was a unique secret recipe made by the old man to keep the body longer. The county government can't afford to buy an ice coffin, which is already the most worry-free way.

Yan Shaokang stood at the door and said, "Remove the black cloth." "The room is too dim, and you can only see a piece of blackness, and even an immortal can't perform an autopsy in this case. After Li Shuyuan heard about it, he asked his subordinates to do it, and someone immediately went to take off the black cloth.

Fu Cheng suddenly raised his hand, and the horizontal knife was in front of Yan Shaokang and Li Shuyuan, and said, "Don't move." ”

Yan Shaokang looked down at the Miao Dao across his chest, a little unclear. Fu Cheng frowned and stared at the house. Fu Cheng's expression was quite serious, and Li Shuyuan followed Fu Cheng's gaze and looked in, but he couldn't see anything.

The black cloth was removed piece by piece, and the sunlight shone in piece by piece, and the darkness became less and less, and the bright hall became more and more bright.

There is a shadow in the corner of the wall that can't be dissolved, and now even Li Shuyuan feels that something is wrong, he gasps, that shadow is like a pool of melting black water, extremely weird.

"Not good. Fu Cheng saw a cluster of flames, and threw the knife in his hand to accurately pierce a fire fold, and the fire fold appeared out of thin air, and then suddenly pierced the ground, looking weird.

Fu Cheng saw Mars rolled up the straw mat and said, "Fight the fire." ”

The next moment, the black shadow suddenly got out of a human form, he knew that he had been exposed, and he actually hit the window directly, wrapped in broken wood chips and wanted to run. Fu Cheng had already expected his move, and he walked around the house, but his movements were a step slower, and he reached over and only grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes.

When Fu Cheng stretched out his hand, he thought he was grabbing the corner of his clothes, but after grabbing it, he found that he only grabbed a handful of black mist, and the mist slowly melted and turned into a puddle of wet water, sticky on Fu Cheng's hand.

It's magic. Fu Cheng didn't have time to sigh too much, and chased after the black shadow.

The magic can't be used out of thin air, there is nothing to hide in the case of an open space, it must be followed by the houses and trees next to it, the more chaotic the place, the greater the play, the black shadow's escape route becomes traceable, and Fu Cheng pursues all the way along the root of the wall.

The black shadow came out from the county office, pointing directly to an alley, the first few rains, recently it was easy to get out of the sun, the people took out their clothes to dry, removed the mold, and looked around, this alley was full of floating clothes.

This is the best hidden space, and sure enough, the black shadow has disappeared like a mud cow into the sea since it escaped into the alley, and Fu Cheng shuttled between the clotheslines like a headless fly, and a gust of wind blew, and the dried clothes covered Fu Cheng's face.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, blowing the colorful clothes into it like flowers, and Fucheng walked in it like a dream.

Fu Cheng held the knife in his hand, holding his breath and listening to every movement, something was wrong, there was nothing in his ears except the sound of the wind, no one was talking and no one was acting, the people in this alley were like being choked overnight, and there was no sound of breathing

Fu Cheng took a step forward, and the Miao knife in his hand broke out of the air, only to hear a cracking sound, and the clothes on it were broken together, and they fell down with a bang.

No, nothing, just clothes.

The clothes filled with the wind are like ghosts possessing the body, and Fu Cheng looks at each piece of clothing as if it has its own will, like a powerful ghost with teeth and claws. Fu Cheng stabbed again, and the same situation occurred, only the fragments of his clothes fell to the ground.

Fu Cheng closed his eyes, and he could hear his own breathing. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, the air fills his lungs and then slowly expels. This process is infinitely looped, constantly amplified, Fu Cheng holds the knife in both hands, freezes in place, and only does one breath from beginning to end.

Fu Cheng was waiting, no one could tell what he was waiting for, the feeling of time was getting slower and slower, and he seemed to be standing here for the end of his life.

Suddenly, Fu Cheng opened his eyes, and the heat was too late.

Fu Cheng's knife broke back, this time it was no longer a fluttering garment, and Fu Cheng could feel that he had hit a hard object without looking back.

The next moment, the world seemed to be unsealed, and all the voices of the earth were returned. The sound of clothes blown by the wind, the sound of people talking, the broken bowls while cooking, the crying of children.

"Hey, what's wrong with my clothes?" an old woman screamed and ran out.

"Why did the clothesline break?" said another woman.

"This uncle is so strange. The girl asked curiously.

Fu Cheng turned around, there was nothing behind him, and the black shadow disappeared. Fu Cheng frowned, he slowly lowered his head, there was a pool of blood left on the ground, and further forward was a string of bloody footprints.

Fu Cheng spent money and lost his clothes, and began to move forward without saying a word. In the process of chasing the bloodstains, he thought of the days of the Life and Death Sect, and through some clues, people had nowhere to hide.

Fu Cheng had a knife in his hand, not minding how strange his actions seemed to others. Wherever the city was advancing, the people gave in, and no one wanted to get himself involved in the disputes of the rivers and lakes, as if he was a hunter in the forest, chasing a beast that had been shot in the leg.

Fu Cheng was not in a hurry, he knew that the other party was not light.

Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, and the scenery around Fucheng was quite familiar, he raised his head and looked at the familiar archway, this is Liuyin Lane.

The three words of Liuyin Lane look gentle and warm in the sun, and the archway that has been wiped by the old man Wu himself by the crow does not know how much blood has been stained.

There were a few swordsmen basking in the sun in the alley, and they saw Fu Cheng with knives standing at the mouth of the alley, and they all looked at Fu Cheng without hiding their murderous aura.

Liuyin Lane doesn't ask where it comes from, if Fucheng from the Life and Death Sect can be in Liuyin Lane, there will definitely be more of the same kind in this alley.

Why did the black shadow hide in the county office, and what evidence did he want to destroy?

Things are getting more and more troublesome, no one in Fucheng can practice the magic so superbly when he is in the life and death sect, this is a crooked way, and he is extremely interested in Fu, most of the children can't get started, and the magic used is like a ridiculous street show, and there is no chance of winning in the formal competition.

But Fu Cheng forgot that after so many years, everyone was growing, and the magic of the black shadow had reached the point of being superb.

Fu Cheng just wanted to raise his feet and enter Liuyin Alley, only to feel that there was someone behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he knocked the person who tried to sneak attack him to the ground, this move was a subconscious move.

Li Shuyuan was beaten by him, lying on the ground and covering his nose, and said, "! What are you crazy about?"

Fu Cheng had no remorse and said, "Don't touch me casually." ”

Li Shuyuan knew that Fu Cheng was broken, and he didn't speak, he struggled to get up, he was a little dizzy, covered his nose, Fu Cheng couldn't leave him alone, Fu Cheng went over to help Li Shuyuan stop the bleeding, and helped him to the mouth of the alley to sit down.

Li Shuyuan looked up at the sun, his eyes were a little stinging, and it took a while before he eased up and said, "You chased it?"

"No," Fu Cheng held the back of Li Shuyuan's head and said, "Lost." ”

Li Shuyuan's face was clear, he knew that if Fucheng followed all the lost people, he would definitely not be able to catch up.

"The fire is out?" Fu Cheng asked.

"Well," Li Shuyuan tilted his head and said, "I found it early, and it didn't burn much." Yan Shaokang is out of the way. ”

Fu Cheng hummed lightly.

Li Shuyuan didn't come for this, and said, "Don't be stunned," Li Shuyuan's voice was muffled, and he said, "Come with me, something happened to the Taoist temple." ”

Fu Cheng stared at Liuyin Alley, the winding alley stretched long, like a cold poisonous snake, Fu Cheng's voice was a little mocking, and said, "What a coincidence." ”