The mortuary of Changle Fang is built underground, which is conducive to the preservation of corpses because of the heavy yin and humidity underground, and because a large amount of saltpeter has been piled up in the room all year round, the smell is not good.

At this time, the already dull basement was crowded with more than a dozen fast boot catchers, and the heavy breathing of everyone, mixed with the strange smell of corpse gas and saltpeter, made the unventilated corpse room more and more suffocated, almost suffocating people.

Lotte patiently waited for He Huacheng to be examined again, and said in a deep voice, "Can it be the same as the previous symptoms?"

The time he was referring to was when He Huacheng's body was still in the morgue.

One of the catchers quickly stepped out of the crowd and replied in a low voice: "Yes, several officials who were responsible for transporting Mr. He came back, and they all showed symptoms of fainting and coma. ”

Speaking of this, several catchers unconsciously glanced at Su Yu, who seemed to be looking at the layout of the mortuary room, and their eyes showed dissatisfaction.

If it weren't for Su Wei's desire to relocate He Huacheng back to the county government, why would there be another accident?

Lotte frowned, he didn't think that there was a problem with Su Yu's handling at that time, but no one expected that the accident would happen in the daytime, which was a little different from the last time.

Lotte even planned to guard the corpse himself tonight, but the change came too quickly.

But this is not the time to blame his subordinates, and Lotte suppressed his dissatisfaction with the fear of the crowd.

Because, now the atmosphere in the crowd is not very stable.

"Le catches the head, Su catches the head, is old and weak, and can't see the abnormality. He shook his head, looking a little disappointed, this was the fourth time he had examined He Huacheng's corpse. Unfortunately, there has been no progress.

He is an old man, surnamed Liu, dressed plainly, with pale fingers, this is what he has done for generations, with unique eyesight and profound skills, Lotte is still willing to believe in people's professional judgment, but his face is not very good-looking: "Go out and say." ”

Everyone jumped out, looking a little impatient, it seems that the living don't want to stay longer in a place like the mortuary where the dead sleep.

"What do you see?" Lotte walked at the end, quietly approaching Su Yu, he believed that Su Yu must have seen something, this was his instinct as an old catcher.

"Lezhutou remembers the knife I slashed. Su Wei shook his head and chuckled, and walked out of the basement first.

Lotte was stunned, and suddenly turned his head and looked at He Huacheng's corpse, which seemed to have just died, without the slightest scar on his body, and felt that his hands and feet were a little cold.

Before being reminded by Su Yu, Lotte didn't think of this stubble, who told him to be preconceived, just to check the abnormalities on He Huacheng's body, so that it was dark under the lamp, and he didn't find the most normal place is the biggest abnormality - He Huacheng is dead, so how did the scars between his eyebrows be eliminated?

After taking a breath of the air outside, Lotte's brows expanded slightly, but when he saw Shang Jin who came in a hurry, his face couldn't help but sink again: "Ah Jin, where did you go just now?"

No wonder Lotte was so angry, as early as on the way to the county office, he sent miscellaneous servants to arrest you quickly, but there was only one Shang Jin missing, so how could he, who was responsible for the teacher, not be angry?

"Master, I just ...... just now" Shang Jin squeaked, as if there was something unspeakable.

Lotte categorically interrupted his excuses, and didn't want to listen to the excuses anymore, his tone was quite serious, and said: "Don't say more, Ah Jin, think about it yourself, don't do another lazy behavior of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, or do you no longer want to serve this bowl of rice?"

Lotte's words were a bit heavy, but he had to be heavy, because Su Yu had only been here for less than a day, and he had met Shang Jin who was late several times, what did Su Yu think?

His rebuke was precisely out of the maintenance of Shang Jin.

It's a pity that Shang Jin may not understand this truth, so he lowered his head and replied in a depressed tone: "Master, I know, there will be no next time." ”

Looking back, seeing the awkward atmosphere in the field, Lotte couldn't help but feel a little excited, and waved his hand: "Everyone retreat first, Zhuang Quan, you are on duty with me tonight, so be it." ”

"Ah, me?" After taking this unlucky errand, Zhuang Quan's face turned bitter, but he didn't dare to refute because of Lotte's might just now.

"It's also Su. Su Yu suddenly interjected, although he was new to the city, he couldn't do nothing.

"This, yes, my lord!" Lotte glanced at Shang Jin slightly, even more disappointed in him.

It turned out that he still thought that Shang Jin could take the initiative and take this opportunity to have a good chat with him.

But Shang Jin's head kept down and didn't raise it again.

In Yizhuang, Yelu Feiyan and the others walked carefully through every room, and they had to open every coffin to check, even when the rancid smell was flushing, they did not ask Yelu Feiyan to take half a step back.

In the end, they stopped at the house where He Huacheng once laid.

"Although the bones of the corpse have been decomposed, there are two ribs on the left chest that cannot be connected, and they have obviously been destroyed by external forces, and it seems that they are indeed corpse palms. Lu Yuhua groaned slightly, made a judgment, and was also very confident.

When practicing, you need to probe the palm of the hand into the heart of the corpse and collect the blood of the corpse's last stiff heart, so it is necessary to pass through the obstruction of the ribs in the chest first, which is the most obvious feature of this kung fu.

It's a pity that Yelu Feiyan didn't show a look of admiration as he imagined, and there was a little more sadness between her eyebrows: "Senior sister is wondering why Yizhuang is so quiet, where is Chen Quan hiding." Also, the coffin in this room is damaged, and where did the bones go?"

Lu Yuhua looked stunned, obviously, he was in a hurry to behave in front of Yelu Feiyan, but he forgot to study it in detail, and he only felt a big loss of face for a while, so he could only argue strongly: "Maybe Chen Quan knows that I am coming, and he runs away." ”

Yelu Feiyan shook his head and said: "Senior brother has forgotten how murderous Chen Quan was when he rebelled, he still dared to attack fiercely under the siege of your fellow disciples, and finally fled under the suppression of his uncle and uncle. ”

"This ......"

"Hehe, it's still my little junior sister who knows me, Senior Brother Lu, you're still not smart enough, how can you match my little junior sister like this!"

Lu Yuhua's anger at being interrupted had not yet attacked, and he was immediately embarrassed, a little at a loss.

Yelu Feiyan became more and more calm, because of Lu Yuhua's performance, she sighed silently in her heart, and said: "Senior Brother Chen is here, why don't you show up, pretending to be a ghost will not show the majesty of Senior Brother back then!"

"Senior sister wants to see senior brother, senior brother will definitely come. ”

I don't know when, there was a sparse old man with sparse white hair and a skeleton in the room, staring at the two of them coldly like ghostly eyes.

He appeared so suddenly, as if he had been standing there all along, but he had accidentally blocked the shadows in the room.

"Whew!"

The white light flickered, flying like a butterfly, colorful and flashing, broken and clear, but it was a soft sword with cold light, which was held in Lu Yuhua's hand, staring at him vigilantly.

"Hehe!" Although Chen Quan sneered, his face did not react at all, as if he was a zombie, and Lu Yuhua was shocked, thinking that Chen Quan was about to do it.

Yelu Feiyan carefully distinguished the figure of Chen's whole body, as if she wanted to match the impression in her memory, and sighed again: "Senior brother killed another life for his own convenience. ”

What she said was naturally the original caretaker of Yizhuang - Quan Bo, since Chen Quan looked like a person, then Quan Bo must have done it in the past.

"Who in the world does not die, even if the martial arts sect does not die, it is difficult for the martial arts sect to die at the end of its life, why should the junior sister do the Spring and Autumn Festival for others?" On this topic, Chen Quan rarely showed a trace of compassion, but the conversation changed, and he suddenly said coldly: "Why don't you think more about yourself?"

Before the words fell, Chen Quan's trace was lost on the spot, and in a hurry, I saw Lu Yuhua make the cold sword dance into a flower screen, the bright light was shattered, and in an instant, the cold light reflected different white shadows, heavy or shallow, intertwined with each other, producing a colorful visual effect.

With a flash of lightning, a flash of white light suddenly flew out of the brilliant silver sword screen, and struck a withered claw that reached out with great skill.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the domineering strength came from the withered claws, smashing Lu Yuhua's internal strength attached to the cold sword, the soft sword rolled back, and the cold light cold sword turned into a soft-footed sword again.

Lu Yuhua's face turned red, and he forcibly suppressed the vibrating qi and blood, the blade of the sword shook, and the long sword bloomed with cold light again, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

"Senior Brother Lu, you have practiced swordsmanship well!" Chen Quan sneered in his mouth, as if he praised it, and sneered before Lu Yuhua could show a smile: "It's just that the internal strength is too loose, and the small life is quite leisurely." ”

This sentence immediately broke Lu Yuhua's lazy nature of being lazy and tired and unbearable to practice internal strength, and Lu Yuhua was so anxious that he wanted to open his mouth to refute, but his face turned blue and black, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"You, you use poison, despicable!" Before he could finish his breath, the poisonous gas attacked his brain, Lu Yuhua almost fell, and hurriedly took out the secret Jiuhua Yulu Pill and took it.

"I don't know if my senior brother is practicing corpse palm?" Chen Quan doesn't care about Lu Yuhua, like him, who has an undecided heart and an irritable personality, it is very easy to be caught by others to catch his weakness, Chen Quan can defeat him once, and he can defeat him a second time.

"Senior brother, this technique has been practiced to the realm of Dacheng, but I don't know how many lives have been harmed?"

Not when, Yelu Feiyan also had a cold and bright sword in her hand, she stood upright with the sword, her wind and bones were outstanding, and her pretty eyes were fierce, like a cold plum that bloomed in the wind and snow.

With such a style and bones, it is a few layers higher than Lu Yuhua.

It's not that Lu Yuhua didn't think of turning into a corpse palm, but Chen Quan has already practiced this palm technique, without direct contact, just by relying on the internal strength conduction attached to the weapon, he can transmit the corpse poison into the opponent's body, and the yin poison at the end is difficult to prevent.

"Senior sister, if you retreat, senior brother will let you go. "It's rare, Chen Quan said a soft word.

"What about Senior Brother Lu?" Yelu Feiyan was really a little moved, who told Lu Yuhua that he was poisoned, and he couldn't drain it for a while, so he was inevitably a little worried.

"Hey, Uncle Lu was so big back then, he humiliated me several times, of course I want to repay his parents. ”

Lu Yuhua's chest swelled when he heard this, and he almost lost his breath, and hurriedly closed his ears, but his face was still trembling slightly.

"So, it's not negotiable. Yelu Feiyan shook off the blade of the sword and sank down, without any luck.

"It's okay, let the senior brother try how much the junior sister has grown over the years?"