Even Xiao Qianqiu, who has never liked Yiren, must admit that Pai Gang Tusi did not leave voluntarily, he did not take away the horses for riding, nor did he take any spare clothes and dry food, a Yiren like him who has been out of the country more than once, even if he has made up his mind to leave, or even if he is forced to flee overnight by something, he should take these things with him, and it is not difficult for him to find these things, he was originally the owner of Gala Cave, whether it is a livestock shed or a granary, he knows everything well, and he can touch it without lighting the lights in the middle of the night。 On the contrary, a large area around Gala Cave has been completely deserted because of his sweeps over the years, and he will not be able to find supplies without leaving Gala Cave.

Pagang Toast had already died once in his life, and he probably wouldn't want to take any risks anytime soon.

He was savage and cruel, but not stupid.

Of course, he could never have gotten lost or been abducted, Pai Gang Tusi, who was born here and grew up here, was not a newcomer to the city, he had even just taken Hualin's salt goods to the deeper mountains for hundreds of miles, if such a Tusi who could go far away was lost in his own mountains and forests, then he should have lost his way eight hundred years earlier, and he would not have lived now. In the same way, it is impossible for him to be abducted, Pai Gang Tusi is an adult who knows the culture of predators and slaves, and he will not be coaxed by anyone's rhetoric to follow people casually, and his body is still in a weakened state, and he can't go far - so, his range of activities before his disappearance is not far from Galadong, and it is likely to be a lively place where people come and go, and someone should see him for the last time!

Hua Lin also agreed with his judgment, and soon, the Yiren priest who had spoken to Paigang Tusi was found out.

It's just that no one can question him anymore, he is now a corpse, a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

No, I might be.

What did you turn out to be?

Xiao Qianqiu began to regret asking this question, the little girl looked at the corpse and read something, as if she was chatting with a dead man, but with the proximity between him and Hua Lin, she listened to the sentence "Where should I cut my senior brother this time" without missing a word.

Of course, he didn't know that in the world of Jialuo, the sorcery students who studied anatomy used to call corpses senior brothers, because in many cases, they were really their senior brothers and sisters.

Those brothers and sisters who died strangely because they were not careful enough to use spells were used by teachers as the best learning materials, not only to learn all kinds of strange ways to die, but also to learn what kind of fate would happen if they were not careful enough to use spells, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone- That's what his annoying anatomy teacher said, and then they were led by that teacher to visit the hemorrhoids of a certain senior brother who had tried to evade curfew by using a wall piercing technique three years earlier, and the fake lobster he had for his last meal.

Now that I think about it, this kind of teaching is really effective, and that semester, there were indeed a lot fewer accidents in the academy, after all, it is one thing to die in a spell accident, and it is another thing to be hung up to visit hemorrhoids after death.

However, at that time, the students undoubtedly hated it, so the anatomy teacher, who was very appreciated by the college council, used a little trick to increase their impression, resulting in Hua Lin now cutting up the corpse and respectfully calling the other party senior brother.

The priest did not look like he had died within an hour or two, judging by the dryness of his skin, it looked like he had been dead for more than three days, but the premise for this judgment was that he had died of natural causes, and that the priest had not necessarily died of natural causes. When the others found him, he was lying on the ground not far from the stream, and the shape of his body was very unnatural, as if he was trying to stuff his limbs into a rat hole under a nearby tree, and if that wasn't strange enough, a nest of rats in the rat hole showed the same dried death, and the grass roots in the hole were still fresh, and according to Hua Lin's judgment, the rats had just taken advantage of the night to gather a little food for their own house, and they had suffered the same misfortune as the priest.

Hua Lin picked up a narrow and thin obsidian knife, which he had just rushed out of, there was no talisman on the knife, but the room where he and the corpse were were densely covered with charms.

He aimed at the corpse's eyebrows and slashed it down.

The corpse made a ragged sound.

Thankfully, the people who thought the priest's death was strange didn't see it, and the dead priest was cut in half with Hua Lin's beautiful slash, but not a drop of blood splattered out, the corpse had no blood at all! It had no internal organs! Nothing came out of the corpse's shell, because it really was......

"A stinking skin. Xiao Qianqiu said suddenly.

Hua Lin took a deep look at the severed corpse, really, there is nothing more suitable to describe this corpse than "stinky skin", it only has skin, there is nothing under the skin, there is no filth, there is no dead air, there is no rotten internal organs that should be, its face is still withered and lifelike, as if there are still eyes under the closed eyelids.

The qi and blood it should have had had been exhausted.

Now there is no need to think about where Pagang Toast goes, it will be the same for them wherever he goes, the only thing to consider is that it is too late to flee now?