Chapter 81: A Bizarre Murder

The three of them went back to the Jiangchang Tavern to drink, really because the "Manjiangchun" wine here was really delicious, and the three of them sat by the window, taking in the scenery of the river and the bustling crowd. The lights of the boats on the river are reflected in the water, and they are shaken by the rippling water waves, creating a dynamic landscape. At night, the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano drifting out of the painting boat are intertwined, which is sultry, and how many talented and beautiful people are intoxicated.

Bao Hui said: "Two sons, there is one thing in Jiangchang City recently, I forgot to tell you, that is, there are many bizarre murders in the villages near Jiangchang City. ”

"Oh, I want to hear it!" Beifeng Yang immediately came to his senses as soon as he heard this, he was now the de facto ruler of this Jiangchang City, and he regarded this place as a foundation place, he didn't want to leave by himself, too many accidents would happen here.

Chu Yifeng also became interested and said, "The bizarre murder case, is it a mortal or an immortal cultivator?"

Bao Hui saw that both of them were interested, and immediately said: "At the beginning of this murder, all the people who died were mortals, and later there were immortal cultivators who were curious and went to find out the cause, and as a result, several people died. ”

Beifeng Yang hurriedly said, "Do you know the approximate reason?"

Bao Hui shook his head and said, "I don't know, because the immortal cultivators who went to find out the reason are all dead." Nothing came out. The bodies were all found later. ”

The fact that everyone who knew the situation was dead, and that the person who found the body did not know the truth, sounded bizarre indeed.

The three of them chatted for a while and then went back to rest.

Chu Yifeng wanted to leave Jiangchang City tomorrow, but when he heard about this bizarre murder, he wanted to stay and see what happened.

Beifeng Yang returned to the guest room, and after resting for a while, he cast the Soul Shifting Phantom, turned into a shrunken lightning thunder eagle, spread his wings, flew out of the window, and flew out of Jiangchang City. He just wanted to see what was going on, and he didn't believe that the plague would cause immortal cultivators to lose their lives.

Beifeng Yang converged the lightning on the surface of the body, and because of the black feathers of the thunder eagle, flying in the dark night, like a black ghost, silently shuttling in the dark night sky, in the blink of an eye, he came to the suburban villages, and then the moonlight, sure enough, I saw that many villages were lifeless, corpses were all over the field, groups of vultures, were standing on the corpses pecking at the carrion, it was simply miserable to describe, Beifeng Yang even saw a flying sword in the many corpses that only immortal cultivators would use, it seems that Bao Hui said it well, there are indeed immortal cultivators who died on the spot。

Thunder Eagle flew by, picked up the flying sword with his claws, but there were no marks on it, there was no clue to it, these corpses were scattered all over the place, except for the traces left by vultures pecking, there was no sign of violent struggle before death. What is it that has such a powerful killing ability that can make everyone have no chance to struggle before they die, and there are no wounds on the surface of their bodies.

At this moment, Beifeng Yang suddenly noticed something strange on a big tree, he saw a person standing on the treetops, as if there was no weight, in the night wind, with the branches undulating, after a while, this person seemed to feel something, and immediately stepped on the branches and went away in an instant.

This person must be an immortal cultivator, and his identity is impossible to guess, and he doesn't know who it is. At that moment, Beifeng Yang immediately followed and followed.

The man's nose twitched, as if trying to discern something, and then sprang away in the direction of the smell.