He continued to chat with Li Heng for a while, originally he thought of revealing more secrets about sneakiness, but Li Heng was reluctant to say more, just asked him not to get involved in this matter anymore and leave as soon as possible.

Words are not speculative, and Yao Qian is too lazy to say.

Walking out of the mansion, he found that those catchers did not leave, but just wandered around, looking unwilling to leave.

Yao Qian bowed his head, knowing the plans of these people, firstly, his own force just now frightened them, and secondly, it was not without their desire to use their own thoughts.

After all, their cultivation is high, and they don't want to be trembling in the future, and they must be afraid to live a life, and they must hope that they can solve this matter.

Thinking of this, he didn't have any burden, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he waved at them.

These catchers will understand, and when they come to his side, they are still a little scared.

Obviously, the shock just now is still in the body.

"Okay, without further ado, those corpses are still in Yizhuang, take me to see them. ”

He ordered directly.

Those catchers glanced at each other, and when they heard that they were going to see the corpses, they were all afraid, but Yao Qian was first, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they had to nod and agree.

When a group of people came to Yizhuang in the west of the city, they were surrounded by a wilderness, overgrown with weeds, and they could not see any breath of living people except for the path they had stepped on and themselves.

When they came to the gate of Yizhuang, those catchers were all pale, and they didn't want to go in, but they didn't dare to say it, Yao Qian didn't know their plans, and snorted coldly: "You guys are guarding outside, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Those catchers were overjoyed, and they bent down and said, "Yes!"

Yao Qian didn't bother to pay attention to them, he stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, and with a squeak, the wooden door opened to both sides, and a gray figure flashed away in the gap between the doors.

"Who?"

Yao Qian's face moved, and he thought in his heart.

There was only enough space for one person to get through the door, so he stepped sideways, his eyes looking around.

In smooth water!

There is not a single figure!

Glancing at the walls of the courtyards, there was no place to hide.

The courtyard wall is about a foot high, and there is no place to borrow strength.

Besides, this courtyard wall is old and cracked, if someone really climbs it, it will definitely make a sound, and it is not impossible to even topple it.

But now there is not even a sound.

There was a deep look on his face, but he closed his gaze, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Walking into the courtyard, there was a row of three-entry rooms in front of you, all of which were in tatters.

On the door frame and window, some of the window paper has been torn and yellowed, and some have broken large holes and small holes.

However, the yellow rune paper pasted on the door beam, and the red and bright cinnabar pen drew a pattern that he did not recognize, but it was extremely conspicuous, and it did not seem to be an old thing.

At first, he had collected a lot of this kind of rune paper from other places, but the effect was not at all, which disappointed him.

Pushing the door and walking in, a cold touch lingered around him, making him feel a coldness.

He glanced around, and there were not many corpses placed in the entire room, and he quickly found the location where the Yamen Hunting Corpse was placed, and walked over quickly.

Before reaching the edge of the bed, he reached out and pulled the shroud from it, revealing the body inside.

The corpse was stiff and pale, and there was a lingering coldness all over its body, as if it had been made as if it had been made into a specimen.

Two other corpses were turned out in succession, all three of them were the same, and they remained intact without the slightest smell.

It stands to reason that it has been three days since the earliest death, and the smell of the corpse should be very strong, but now it is as if it has been frozen, and he can't smell anything else, and he can only feel a cold emanating from him.

But when I reached out and touched his body, there was no freezing touch, which was really puzzling.

After a long time, he stood up with a frown, and suddenly there was a strange movement behind him.

He jerked his head back, as if he saw half a palm flash through the lock.

The body scurried, like a cheetah, jumped out of the door, the corridor was quiet, there was not even wind, and then looked at the courtyard, there was still no figure.

There were two strange appearances in a row, Yao Qian's face was also gloomy, and he walked back to the morgue again.

Covering all three bodies, he left without looking back.

Walking out of the courtyard, there are still two catchers at the door, standing on the left and right, holding waist knives, and not squinting.

Seeing footsteps behind him, he looked at him.

"Did you see anyone else coming out?"

"Others?"

The two catchers both looked puzzled and shook their heads in denial.

"In addition to the adults, there are other people in this Yizhuang, and I haven't seen them. ”

Yao Qian nodded and didn't ask any more.

After summoning all the catchers, he asked again, but still didn't get the slightest gain, which made him feel even more weird.

After Yizhuang is the trail behind the mansion, and the last place where the three catchers were finally found are all here, which is really weird.

Yao Qian came here with a group of hunters, the trail has now been closed from front to back, and it is blocked with large stones, but it is still useless.

Every time they found the corpse the next day, they would survey the front and back, and the boulder was blocked by about a zhang, even if they were light masters, they would leave footprints on the boulder, but they surveyed again and again, not to mention footprints, and they couldn't even find a trace of any imprints.

Yao Qian led a group of catchers to cross the boulder and came to the path.

The trail was now shrouded in the shadow of the yamen, and there was no sunlight shining in at all, only feeling cold all around.

He glanced behind him, and all the people were a little pale, and some of them were shivering, and the sound of gritting their teeth came out.

Yao Qian frowned, didn't care, and continued to walk on the trail, especially where the three of them were, and focused on observing, but no clues were found, and finally had to leave.

When he returned to the mansion, it was already afternoon, Yao Qian rested, and then began to eat, still full of big fish and meat, and he ate all the dates as if he had swallowed them.

In the afternoon, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, after all, he still had something to do in the evening, and it was rare for him not to cultivate.

The clock was fast approaching evening.

The group of catchers had already eaten dinner and came to the shop to rest, while Yao Qian was outside the room, and after watching all the catchers enter, he sat down on the stone chair outside.

In front of me is a courtyard, the layout is very simple, there are no flowers and plants, just empty stone tables and chairs, and in the corner of the courtyard there are weapon racks, and there are some stone hammers, hanging ropes and so on.

After sitting for a while, he began to close his eyes and recuperate, although his eyes did not see, but his ears were attentively listening to the sounds around him, as long as there was any abnormal movement, he could burst out in an instant.

Time passed minute by minute, and he sat motionless on the stone chair, as if he were a clay sculpture.