Chen Xuan quickly learned the specific process, and recalled the several murders he had seen before in his mind, looked at the shopkeeper, and asked, "Where is the inn where the accident occurred with the three swords?"

"Back to my lord, it's on Xiangyang Street at the south gate. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said.

"South Gate. ”

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, and suddenly asked, "Where is the Sacrifice Temple?"

Fang Bucai and Zhang Xiao glanced at each other.

"Outside the South Gate of the city, Luoxia Mountain. ”

"Where's the outbuilding?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"Location in the middle of town. ”

Chen Xuan smiled slightly: "The place where the three swords and Tian Wanli had an accident are all close to the south gate, there are many stalls and shops at the south gate, if they pass by the south gate, someone will definitely see them, and they may be able to judge where they have been before and where they have come back." ”

Fang Bucai and Zhang Xiao took a breath gently.

This Xiao Zhao catcher wants to use this to determine the route of the three swords and Tian Wanli, so as to judge where they really happened?

"But there are a lot of people at the South Gate, even if those small stall owners accidentally see Mu Sanjian and Tian Wanli, I'm afraid they won't pay attention, even if we ask, we can't find the result. ”

Fang Bucai said.

The south gate is bustling with people, and there are tens of thousands of people passing by every day, how can those small stall owners all notice it?

Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said, "I have my own way to do this." ”

He has the Dafa of Soul Dementoring, and he can find a few stalls near the south gate, and if he does it a little, he can trigger the deepest memories in their minds.

Generally speaking, human memory is limited, most of it is short-term memory, the brain will automatically determine which information is useful to the human body and what is not, it will bury all the useless information in the corner, and then gradually clear it.

But with the existence of the Soul Dementoring Dafa, you can dig out these useless information about people again.

"Xiao Zhao has a way to catch his head?"

Fang Bucai was delighted.

Chen Xuan nodded with a noncommittal smile, and said: "There is also the place of death of the 'Golden Buddha Hand' Han Xiaotian, which seems to be in the middle of the city, but it is hard to guarantee that it will not be like the three swords of the Makusan, who was manipulated by the corpse after death and entered the city on foot, maybe they can also search from the south gate, if they have all passed through the south gate before, it means that this is not a coincidence, and it must involve ulterior secrets!"

"Not bad!"

Fang Bucai nodded.

"Where's the serendipity?"

Chen Xuan suddenly asked.

"I can't be sure for the time being, but last night the divine light rushed into the sky, covering the mountains, and it could be seen all around the city. ”

Zhang Xiao spoke.

"Could it be that the deaths of these people are all related to chance?"

Fang Bucai frowned.

"Has anyone investigated the 'Ruyun Prince' Huang Fuqi?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"I asked, but he only said that he had encountered an attack by a master of the left path, and it was an ordinary matter in the rivers and lakes, so we didn't need to investigate. ”

Zhang Xiao said.

No need to investigate...

Chen Xuan thought slightly.

Maybe it's also Huang Fuqi's excuse, after all, it involves chance, and Huang Fuqi's origin is mysterious...

"By the way, Zhang Zhutou, not long ago, the yamen received a blood coffin, have you ever found out who sent it?"

Chen Xuan asked again.

Zhang Xiao's face turned pale, shook his head slightly, and said: "I don't have a clue so far, eight days ago, a blood coffin was quietly placed in the lobby, and no one paid attention to it in advance, but during the inspection, the blood coffin suddenly burst, affecting the four fields, and many officials died because of it." ”

Fang Bucai also gritted his teeth and said: "It must be done by the thieves of the Left Dao, trying to contain the yamen, so that I have no time to care about the opportunities outside the city." ”

Chen Xuan touched his chin and thought about it.

Zhang Xiao's matter is really difficult to investigate.

The blood coffin actually appeared suddenly, and it was also placed in the lobby, indicating that the person must not be weak, and it is likely that he climbed over the wall at night and put the blood coffin in the lobby.

"Has the blood coffin material been checked?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"Checked, for the general old locust wood, there are seven or eight coffin shops in the city to sell this coffin, I have asked people to check one by one, and found that these coffin shops have sold a total of seventeen coffins in the past few days, among which [Zuo Ji coffin shop] was stolen a few days ago, I don't know the whereabouts, it must be the one sent by the thief. ”

Fang Bucai said, "In addition, I have also carefully examined the blood stains on the surface of the blood coffin with a master, and it can be determined that it is human blood, this seems to be an ancient evil art!"

"Human blood? That's easy to do, he sacrificed human blood to the coffin, it will inevitably kill a lot of people, we have to pay more attention to it these days, and see where there are murders." ”

Chen Xuan said.

"I've got people investigating!"

Fang Bucai said.

Chen Xuan suddenly smiled, looked at Zhang Xiao, and said, "Zhang Zhutou, your injuries are quite serious, I will help you heal first." ”

"Thank you Zhao Zhutou. ”

Zhang Xiao gave up.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his heart facing the sky.

Chen Xuan squatted down and put his palm against his back, and the strong internal force surged out, pouring into Zhang Xiao's body continuously, Zhang Xiao's face was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a stream of white gas emerged from the top of his skull, covering his face.

After a cup of tea, Chen Xuan withdrew his palm.

Zhang Xiao opened his eyes, his face was radiant, and he swept away the previous malaise, and his heart was extremely shocked.

What a terrifying internal force!

The skill of this Zhao Zhutou is as high as the vast ocean, boundless and unfathomable.

This is the strong man of the twenty-ninth on the list?

"Lord Fang, Zhang Zhutou, without further ado, let's go to the south gate now. ”

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

"Zhao Zhutou, I'll go with you. ”

Zhang Xiao said.

Chen Xuan smiled and said, "It's okay, there is a head catcher, just showing me the way." ”

The two of them strode out of the yamen.

Lord Fang looked at Chen Xuan's figure, sighed deeply, and his face was complicated: "I hope that Xiao Zhao can successfully solve the case this time..."

...

The South Gate street is lively and chaotic, and the flow of people is crowded.

There are not only various stalls here, selling all kinds of gadgets and snacks, but also rows of mutton soup, dog meat pot, steamed bun shops, strong fragrances, wafting in various alleys, it can be said that it is the place where the three religions and nine streams and all kinds of rivers and lakes gather the most.

A few days ago, there was a heavy rain, the ground was damp, and a lot of water stains accumulated on the street corners on both sides.

In front of a bun shop.

The boss was shouting enthusiastically, and bursts of heat were wafting around.

Suddenly, two head catchers wearing black and red uniforms appeared in his sight, with handsome faces and tall bodies, especially the one on the left, with a nose like a hanging gall, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a pure and clean smile, which made people's eyes shine, and they couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Just when the boss was about to ask, suddenly his face was stunned, only to feel that the darkness suddenly fell in all directions, the streets disappeared, pedestrians disappeared, shops disappeared, and the buns in front of him also disappeared, and the sky and earth were black, leaving only himself and a pair of deep and strange eyes in front of him.

His eyes were glazed, and various images appeared in his mind one by one.

The streets are crowded and bustling with people... Today's business is quite prosperous, I sold out the buns early, stole some money, and prepared to hide it from my mother-in-law, and take advantage of the small gambling house at the end of the street tonight to have a pastime...

Suddenly, a figure with a wooden face and a green robe slowly walked in front of the bun shop, looking like a zombie, with a cold breath and no expression on his face, which made him subconsciously shiver.

As soon as the picture turned, it was a crowded street, a noisy flow of people, and a noisy crowd of people from all walks of life, and faces appeared in front of me one by one, whether they were young or old, or men, or women, and even the subtle pores on their faces could be seen clearly.

Among the many Jianghu guests, there was another figure with a wooden face, walking slowly in front of him stiffly, out of place with the street and the world...

The picture continues to change, and faces emerge one after another...

The shopkeeper was like having a big dream, and suddenly woke up, and his heart was surprised.

What happened just now?

He looked around blankly.

I saw the crowd around me, rubbing shoulders and rubbing shoulders, and it was lively, and I couldn't remember what I had experienced before.

Didn't two head catchers just come?

Why did you freeze all of a sudden?

Distance.

Chen Xuan's brows were slightly locked, and a trace of fine sweat could be seen on his forehead, and he walked into the distance.

As he guessed, the bodies of Mu Sanjian and Tian Wanli really passed by the streets of the South Gate.

Looking at the memories in the shopkeeper's mind, the two of them had stiff bodies and wooden faces, could it be that they were already dead people at that time?

Someone manipulated their corpses and let them enter the city from outside the city?

But what about the purpose?

Is it to disguise something?

"Brother Zhang, there is a tea stall outside the city, why don't we go and have a cup of tea first, and then decide what to do next?"

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Just used the soul dementoring Dafa to overdraw his spiritual power again, making his eyebrows faintly sore, ready to take the opportunity to rest for a while, and then search the soul of the shopkeeper of the teahouse outside the city.

"Good. ”

Zhang Xiao nodded.

He was also full of doubts, thinking that Xiao Zhao was looking for the shopkeeper's inquiry, but he didn't think that he just walked closer and looked at it and left, which made him puzzled.

The two of them had left the city in a short time and came to a tea stall not far from the city.

This is a teahouse with a dilapidated appearance, but the business is surprisingly good, and there are more than a dozen large tables inside, and the seats are all passing customers.

As soon as the shopkeeper of the tea stall saw the people from the public gate coming, he was also interested, and immediately vacated an empty table with a smile on his face and let Chen Xuan and Zhang Xiao sit down.

Soon, the steaming bowl of tea has been served, and the fragrance of tea is in the nose and refreshing.

"Xiao Zhao catches your head, I don't know what you found just now?"

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but ask

"Tian Wanli and Mu Sanjian really passed through the South Gate Street. ”

Chen Xuan took a sip of tea, and the aroma was aftertasted.

"What?"

Zhang Xiao was secretly surprised, and even more surprised.

How was this discovered?

Could it be that he can read people's hearts?

"This tea stall is located on the street outside the city, let's rest for a while, and then ask the shopkeeper to determine which direction Tian Wanli and Mu Sanjian entered the city from. ”

Chen Xuan said.

Zhang Xiao nodded suddenly.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan pondered and said, "I'm thinking about another question, who is the person who sent the blood coffin to the Yamen? Is it the same group as the one who killed Tian Wanli and Han Xiaotian, if it is the same group, shouldn't they hide after they kill people? Why do you want to send the blood coffin to the Yamen again? Isn't it easy to expose?"

"Maybe it's to eradicate the masters in the yamen in advance to prevent us from getting in the way. ”

Zhang Xiao said his guess.

"It's also possible. ”

Chen Xuan said.

They rested quietly for a while, and Chen Xuanzhi felt that his mental strength was almost recovered, so he called the shopkeeper to settle the bill.

The shopkeeper walked over with a smile on his face, touching Chen Xuan's gaze, but he was suddenly stunned, the environment in front of him suddenly darkened, the teahouse disappeared, the guests disappeared, the voice disappeared, and only a pair of strange pupils remained in front of him, evoking his deepest memories...

At noon, the sun is shining, business is busy, and people are constantly coming in and settling

I was busy, I didn't stop for several hours, and when I went out to change the water, I suddenly noticed a figure in a green shirt with a stiff expression and a wooden face, walking slowly from the southern path.

Many people in the teahouse exclaimed.

"It's Tian Shaoxia!"

"Is he holding Jiang Tian Wanli with three palms?"

"Tian Shaoxia also came to Wu County. ”

The figure in the green shirt had a wooden face, as if he had not heard of it, and continued to walk towards the city...

The picture is surging, then changing...

Soon a new scene emerges...

It's nearly dusk again, business is sparse and sluggish.

There was a drizzle between heaven and earth, and most of the visitors to and from the rivers and lakes were wearing hats, straddle horses into the city, splashing puddles of muddy water.

He sighed and stood under the eaves, watching the rain tick outside the door, and fell into a sad face.

Another stiff figure, with a wooden face, braving the drizzle, walked slowly towards the city gate...

I showed my doubts, and in good faith, I reminded him kindly, and invited the man to sit in the house, but the man was so unheard of and went all the way...

The picture continues to roll, and then it becomes more chaotic, and faces keep emerging, but most of them are blurred.

Brush!

The shopkeeper suddenly recovered, his face shocked, and he was dazed.

What happened to me just now?

Looking at the piece of broken silver in his hand, he subconsciously raised his head and looked around, only to see that the previous two catchers had already walked out of the teahouse.

The shopkeeper took a light breath, suspicious in his heart.

Are you really old? So much so that you are often in a daze?