Chapter 220: Finding the Murderer

Five minutes later, Liu Banxian packed up the testing equipment and put it back into the storage ring.

"Divine Doctor Liu, how is my granddaughter?" asked Murong fearlessly nervously.

Liu Banxian ignored Murong Wudang, patted the little girl's hand lightly, and said, "Don't worry, you will be fine soon." ”

The little girl also smiled at Liu Banxian and said politely: "Thank you, grandpa, I can go to school again after I get better, I miss my classmates so much now!"

Liu Banxian turned around and gave Murong Wuxing a look, motioned to go downstairs, and strode outside.

Everyone returned to the living room, Liu Banxian sat on the sofa, sighed deeply, and said with a sad face: "Murong family master, if I guess correctly, my granddaughter should have been hit by a Gu worm! This kind of Gu worm is very peculiar and very ferocious, it is eating away at the granddaughter's internal organs little by little. ”

Murong Wudaunt was suddenly speechless in shock!

He never expected that the famous Murong family in Tianjing City, the Murong family, one of the six great families in the cultivation world, would actually have someone attack them!

How bold is this person, doesn't he want to live?

Didn't they know that Murong Tian was now the deputy director of the General Bureau of the Hermit Alliance, and he could command the entire cultivation world when He Dashan was away?

Murong Wuxing's mind kept thinking about who was so bold, but he couldn't think of it.

Since Murong Tian became the deputy director of the General Bureau, the Murong family has been more low-key than usual, and even kept it in obscurity, hiding it without leaking it.

Therefore, the Murong family has not done anything to offend people and enmity with others.

Could it be the five different sects?

Miaojiang people?

Could it be the Poison Gate?

But what exactly are they doing this for, is it because of it?

Murong Wuxing thought of this, and his eyes unconsciously looked towards the painting of the Xiashan Tiger.

And his move happened to be seen by Liu Banxian, because Liu Banxian's eyes had been staring at everything in the living room, intentionally or unintentionally, including Murong Wuxing's every move.

"Master Murong, I need to go back and prepare everything first, and I'll come back early tomorrow. Liu Banxian stood up and pulled the guard beside him.

Murong Wuxing nodded, and said with a gentle face: "My granddaughter depends on Divine Doctor Liu, what do you need our Murong family to do, just tell me." ”

Subsequently, the two sides left a contact information, and the general took Liu Banxian and a few people back to the hotel.

Murong fearlessly watched the car leave, until he couldn't see the tail lights, his face changed suddenly, extremely gloomy, and he hurriedly walked towards the villa.

There are a total of three floors above the villa of the Murong family, and at this moment, Murong Wuxing directly ascended to the third floor and walked towards the largest double-open mahogany door.

Unlike other places, there is a post on the periphery of Murong Mansion at ten steps, and a post at five steps on the second floor of the villa, but there is not a single guard on the third floor.

Murong Wuxing pushed open the mahogany door, quickly dodged in, and then gently closed it, his movements were very cautious and careful, it could be seen that he was very respectful of the people in the room, afraid that the sound would disturb the people inside.

Inside the room, it is an open, rectangular room with no partitions, and you can see everything in the room when you stand at the door.

At this moment, on the wall opposite the door hangs a portrait of an old man with a dignified temperament.

Underneath the portrait, there is a tribute platform, on which two candles are being lit.

In front of the tribute, an old man with silver hair was sitting cross-legged.

He is meditating with his eyes closed at the moment, like a master in the world, unaffected by anything.

But if you look closely, you will see that this old man is the old man in the portrait on the wall!

After Murong Wuxing entered the room, he first took off his shoes, and then knelt down in front of the cross-kneeled old man with a keen movement, waiting for the old man to wake up.

Long.

"They're all gone?"

Murong Wuxing hurriedly replied, "Old Ancestor, it's all gone. ”

At this time, the eyes of the old man who had been closed opened his eyes, and his eyes shot a fine light that people did not dare to look at directly, and the black eyes were very deep, like a mysterious and devastating star.

"What are the young among them?" said the old man lightly.

Murong Wuxing raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why the old ancestor asked about him, a young man who could only flatter and pat horses.

But he also replied respectfully: "It's called Jiang Shou, and he is the director of the Seventh Branch of the Hermit Alliance." ”

"Oh, to be the head of the substation at such a young age?" asked the old man.

"Old Ancestor, it was He Dashan who was personally promoted against public opinion, and I heard that on the day he first joined the Hermit Alliance, he was promoted to the director of the Constituent Bureau. Murong Wuxing replied truthfully.

The corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly, revealing a shallow smile, but this smile looked very evil, and said lightly: "Now this matter is getting more and more interesting." “

Murong Wuxing didn't understand what the old man meant, frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Old Ancestor, what... What's getting interesting?"

The old man glanced at Murong Wudang, sighed, and said: "That little hairy kid in the mountain, although his cultivation is so-so, but he can be regarded as calm, in the current cultivation world, it can also be regarded as a powerful side, he must have his own reasons for taking a fancy to that child, and, that child, I am a little..."

In the end, the old man's eyes gradually became sharp, as if he couldn't figure out something.

"Old Ancestor, what happened?" asked Murong Wudaunt cautiously.

The old man in front of him has always been very calm in his eyes, as if he knows everything, heaven and earth, ancient and modern, inside and outside, there is no one who does not understand, like today, this is the first time, so he is very curious in his heart.

"The young man was kind of funny, one might even say, funny. The old man's tone was flat.

These words fell on Murong Wudaunt's heart, but they set off a stormy wave!

He didn't understand how the young man in his twenties could make the old ancestor pay so much attention, you must know that the old man in front of him was the originator of the Murong family, no one knew how old he was, but he knew that there was him first, and then there was the current Murong family.

Over the years, he has experienced the support of countless descendants, watching them give birth to become chubby sons and little girls, and then watch them grow up step by step, and finally grow old...

The life and death of countless relatives have made this old ancestor look down on everything, see through life and death, and everything seems to be indifferent in front of him.

It's just that now, how can the old ancestor be so interested in that young man, Jiang Shou, this is too unusual.

"Old Ancestor, forgive the younger generation for being stupid, you seem to be very interested in this young man, I don't see anything special about him. Murong Wuxing didn't dare to ask the ancestor questions so directly, but he was really curious in his heart and couldn't help but ask.

Murong Wudaunt and the old man's whole painting style is very strange, Murong Wudaunt is over seventy years old, and at the same age as the old man in front of him, he behaves like a child, completely lacking the majesty and demeanor of the previous head of the family.

"Hehe, you want to know?" the old man didn't blame Murong Wuxing for not being able to understand, but asked a little jokingly.

Murong Wudaunt nodded hurriedly and looked at the old ancestor expectantly.

The old man smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly: "I can't see through him." ”

Murong Wuxing was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall this time!

That young man called Jiangshou couldn't even see through the old ancestor?

He was only in his early twenties, and he had a flattering smile on his face, could it be that these were all illusions?

Could it really be that I'm looking away?

Murong Wudaunt is over seventy years old, and although he can't count countless people, most people can still understand it at a glance.

"How is Xiao Rong?" the old man suddenly asked.

Murong Wudaunt came back to his senses, frowned and replied: "Just now they diagnosed, saying that they were poisoned by the Miao Jiang people, and Rong'er also said that there are indeed people dressed as Miao Jiang people who appeared near the school, and I have already sent Murong Jin to find them." ”

"Hehe, can you find it now? The person is long gone. The old man smiled, as if it didn't matter to him whether he could find someone or not.

"Old Ancestor, did you say that someone was targeting our Murong family?" asked Murong Wuxing.

The old man smiled even more, and said: "Hehe, it's an eventful time now, although our Murong family has always been very low-key, but it is also a big move, and..."

Speaking of this, the old man paused, looked at Murong Wuxing's eyes and said, "Xiao Rong was poisoned this time, it was poisoned by two kinds of poisons, but the second one was more serious than the first, covering up the traces of the latter. ”

"Hmm, two, could it be that there are two groups of people who want to deal with our Murong family?" Murong Wudaunt exclaimed.

"Calm down, what's the panic!The family mainly has the appearance of the head of the family!" The old man couldn't help but scold when he saw that Murong Wuxing was still as frizzy as a child.

Murong Wudaunt's neck shrank, nodded with an embarrassed face, and said, "What the ancestor taught was, what the lesson was. ”

The old man continued: "I judge that although the first poison is a very rare poison, it is very slight and not powerful, while the second poison is very fast, as those people say, it is indeed a poisonous insect in Miaojiang. ”

"Old Ancestor, is there really no other way to save Rong'er? She can only lie on the bed now, it is very painful, and I can't bear it. Murong Wudang's face was covered with a layer of sadness.

"Although Xiao Rong is a girl, after all, it is also from the blood of my Murong family, I will not sit idly by, but if I forcibly force the poisonous insects out of my body, then the poisonous insects will scratch Xiao Rong's internal organs and suck the essence and aura in her body. Therefore, the best way to detoxify Xiao Rong is to find the poisoned Miao Jiang person, only he will let the poisonous insect obediently leave Xiao Rong's body, and will not let Xiao Rong suffer any harm. The old man said lightly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Murong nodded helplessly and glanced at the old man inadvertently.

When he was first poisoned, he begged the old man to detoxify, but the old man shook his head, saying that the poison could not be cured, and his tone was very flat, as if he wanted him to save an insignificant person.

In his eyes, the old man was very indifferent, even a little cold-blooded, except for practicing behind closed doors, he didn't worry about anything about the outside world, even at home.

But he could only hide these complaints in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Okay, I see, I'll send more people to find it. Murong Wuxing said.

"Well, you go out, besides, it's not that I'm cold-blooded and won't save me when I die, but that there can be a better way, why don't you try?" The old man's eyes were like knives, stabbing Murong Fearless's heart.

Murong Wuxing's face froze, his eyes flickered, and the old man could even see what he was thinking clearly.

When he walked out of the room, the cold sweat was already soaking his back.

He didn't know why, every time he communicated with the old man, his heart seemed to be oppressed by a powerful force, and he was very uncomfortable.

The old man is his ancestor, and his blood is connected, but this inexplicable sense of oppression cannot be dissipated.

"Master, I'm back. Murong Jin was already waiting at the staircase of the second building.

"How about it, have you found anyone?" Although he had long understood in his heart that the person who poisoned him had long since run away, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Murong Jin said with a ashamed face: "The person was not found, and all the hotels, inns and living places in the vicinity we searched for did not find anyone who did not wear shoes or dressed in Miao Jiang. Chaali's men have already been dispatched, but it will take a few days for a response. ”

Murong Wudaunt raised his head and sighed, did not speak, and walked downstairs.

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After the guards returned to the hotel, they had just closed the door, and the guards slammed their faces suddenly, and scolded loudly: "Liu Banxian, what did you do to that little girl!"

Liu Banxian was startled, and immediately understood why the boss was angry.

"Boss, listen to my explanation, the poison on the little girl's body is indeed from Miaojiang, and it is by no means an ordinary poison, but the poison of Gu insects. Liu Banxian hurriedly said.

Jiang Shou looked into Liu Banxian's eyes, wanting to see if he was lying.

Liu Banxian's face was embarrassed, and he said: "Boss, I definitely didn't lie to you, when did I lie to you, besides, if it was me who poisoned you, I would have solved it on the spot." ”

The clown looked at the general's face and said persuasively: "Boss, Lao Liu really didn't have such a powerful poison, there must be someone else." ”

Liu Banxian glared at the clown.

The general frowned and asked, "Such a powerful poison, are you really poisoned?"

Liu Banxian trembled with fright, and hurriedly said: "Boss, I definitely didn't poison me, how can I do anything to hurt children!"

Shomori looked at him with distrustful eyes, waiting for him to continue.

"Uh... I just used a small, very slight fungus to stab the little girl for a few days, even if there is no treatment, after a period of time, my own resistance will destroy the bacteria, but I didn't expect to collide with the Miao Jiang people, and the bacteria under me were eaten by his Gu worms and there was not even hair left. Liu Banxian said.

Jiang Shou frowned, looking at him with a look of shame, and he didn't know if he was ashamed to give the little girl a fungus, or because the bacteria were not as powerful as other people's Gu worms.