Five people stepped forward, close to the ice bed.

Jin Dawu raised his eyebrows, pointed at the man and said, "When did you die?"

Jing Tianzheng replied, "Three days ago. It was discovered sneaky by Xiao'er, chased to a remote courtyard, and then died. ”

Jingqing nodded, stepped forward slightly, pointed to the middle-aged deceased on the ice bed and said: "I waved his palm at that time, and then wrapped it with a tree vine, this clothes were cut by my withered vines, and the wound on his neck was what he wanted to kill himself at that time, but I stopped it with withered vines at that time." But just like that, he suddenly lost his breath, and at the same time, the blood flowing from his neck turned into the appearance of a fire orchid. ”

Jin Dawu was puzzled, "Then how did he die for no reason." ”

Huo Heng raised his hand and used his sword to pick open the deceased's clothes, only to see a huge black mark on his chest, "This should be done by a third person." ”

Jing Tianzheng's pupils shrank suddenly, "Black corpse print!"

Jingqing wondered, "What kind of trick is this?" ”

Lin Fengjing's expression was furrowed, the black corpse mark and the dried corpse were both methods of the Blood Demon Sect, but the Blood Demon Sect had no motive at all.

Jin Dawu said slowly: "It's the method of the Demon Cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, coupled with the case of refining the corpse in the village two days ago, it can be seen that there is indeed a Demon Cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect who has been doing something recently!"

His voice was low and fierce, he looked at Jing Tianzheng and said, "Master Jing, have you offended the demon cultivator?"

Jing Tianzheng shook his head, "No, not to mention that our Jing family has nothing to do with demon cultivation at all, and it doesn't even have anything to do with that bloody demon girl." ”

Lin Fengjing subconsciously thought of the demon bone in her red immortal hairpin, the demon bone was taken out of Mrs. Jing's hand, could it be because of the demon bone, more directly because of the whereabouts of the Biluo Divine Sword?

She lowered her eyebrows in thought, but did not speak.

Huo Heng obviously thought of this as well, and his brows tightened.

Jin Dawu pondered, "This is strange, when did people start dying in your mansion?"

Jingqing took a step forward and said, "Probably from the time I brought my mother's skeleton back, it seems that someone has been looking for something, but the specifics are not clear." ”

When Lin Fengjing heard this, his face sank slightly, and he really came for the demon bones.

Jing Tianzheng hurriedly said: "Then what is the matter with this fire orchid? I heard that it appeared in Gusu City some time ago, and then it appeared in the small secret realm, why did our family appear for no reason? And I heard that the flower is extremely realistic, like blood, and it seems to be spiritual power, and then it disappeared?"

Huo Heng's eyes flashed with a streamer, his eyebrows were cold, and he said in a low voice: "It is rumored that there is a technique called painting spirits, painting objects with spiritual power, and even those who are highly cultivated, can achieve lifelike and remote control of things." Rumors can even be pre-deposited. ”

Lin Fengjing's eyes widened, "What does it mean to pre-exist in advance, is it to break through the concept of time and plant the seed of the painting spirit of the fire orchid on the deceased in advance?"

Huo Heng nodded, "It can be said that this is what it means." Early input is nothing more than the caster's spiritual power. ”

Jin Dawu shook his huge head, a little dazed, and said in confusion: "Then according to this statement, this fire orchid is very likely to have been planted a long time ago, and once the deceased dies, a fire orchid will appear?"

Jingqing said indignantly: "Then the person who knows this spell is very likely to be the murderer!"

Huo Heng shook his head, "However, none of us have ever heard of anyone who can draw spirits in this way, and their cultivation has reached such a superb level! ”

Lin Fengjing raised his head, his eyes were shining, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he said slowly: "No matter what, it is obvious that the person who paints the spirit and the murderer should be two people, that is to say, the person who paints the spirit is not necessarily the murderer, but why does he paint the spirit? And the bloody demon girl Lin Fengjing has been dead for many years." "Sweet potato

She always felt a little awkward when she read her name, but if it wasn't for Huo Heng's soul summoning, she would indeed have been dead for many years.

Jin Dawu snorted and said angrily: "This still needs to be asked, according to me, it must have been done by the group of demon cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect, maybe your Jing family had offended that demon girl before, and those demon cultivators were here to seek revenge!"

Jing Tianzheng shuddered for a moment, and stammered: "No, no, our Jing and Jing families have never crossed paths with her." ”

Jin Dawu shook his sleeves and said indignantly: "Demon cultivation is really rampant, with this black corpse mark alone, it is absolutely inseparable from the Blood Demon Sect, and the whole city is searching for the Blood Demon Sect disciples!"

He lifted his feet and walked out of the morgue, and Jingtian hurriedly followed.

Jingqing also followed.

Lin Fengjing and Huo Heng walked out slowly, and gradually fell behind.

Lin Fengjing raised his head, Nunu's mouth, and said silently towards Huo Heng: "Demon bones." ”

Huo Heng nodded, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.

He suddenly sent a voice to Lin Fengjing, and a burst of sound waves poured into her sea of knowledge, "I'm afraid that in a few days, someone will find us." ”

Lin Fengjing's long and narrow eyes bent slightly, bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and the voice replied: "Since you know that you can't hide, it's better to invite you directly into the urn." ”

Huo Heng blinked, his thin lips curled.

When he returned to the square, the Zhang family had already prepared good meals and so on, and set up a full table.

Jin Dawu clapped his hands and applauded: "Okay! Master Jing, I will definitely investigate this case for you when I go back, of course," he coughed twice and glanced at Huo Heng, "It also includes the recent frequent fire orchid incidents." ”

Jing Tianzheng hurriedly thanked him and invited Jin Dawu and Huo Heng to take a seat.

Lin Fengjing sat down with Huo Heng, and Jingqing also sat down.

A table of spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, spiritual animal meat, and even a mille-feuille sweet cake made of spiritual rice, the aura and fragrance are mixed together.

Jin Dawu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but said politely on his face: "It's really a waste of money for the head of the Jing family." ”

Jingtianzheng waved his hand again and again, "Don't break the fee, don't break the fee." ”

Lin Fengjing's eyes also lit up, and after they started, they also picked up chopsticks and ate quietly.

You must know that such a meal, not to mention thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, not to mention that this aura is extraordinarily abundant, otherwise, how can even Jin Dawu, who is a real person of Jindan, be moved.

"Dad!" Jing Lian Fang jumped in and threw himself into Jing Tianzheng's arms at once.

Jing Tianzheng hugged him on his lap and explained to everyone, "This is my second son, named Lian Fang. ”

Jin Dawu began to praise, "You kid looks good, with a round head and a round brain." ”

Jing Lian Fang is indeed very well-behaved, with a round face, a pair of big eyes, a pink and tender fleshy little face, chubby, a smile, and the whole face is wrinkled together, very cute.