"What's the matter!" Leng Xiaoyun seemed unwilling to open his eyes, unwilling to wake up from the chaotic dream. When he opened his eyes and saw this scene www.biquge.info he immediately started, pulled out the Soul Drinking Sword, and flew to the side of the man in black to inspect it carefully.

"What's so nice about a dead man?" Meng Qianqian said.

"Dead people can talk, too!" Leng Xiaoyun said as he examined his wounds.

Leng Xiaoyun's face became paler and paler, and after examining the last corpse, he put away his sword and sat there silently.

"Is there a catch?" Meng Yunfei asked.

"Just one sword!!There are no other scars!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Everyone only uses one sword?" Meng Yunfei asked.

"That's right, and none of the men in black have drawn their swords!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly.

"That means that all the men in black believed that the man would not kill them, but the man did!" Meng Yunfei said again.

"Exactly! And they are extremely fast, if they don't kill them all at once, those people will have drawn their swords!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"These people's wounds remind me of some people!" Leng Xiaoyun said again, "Han Feixue, ask for it!"

"Why did the person who killed him kill them here? Just kill them in any place in the desert! And then the desert will be buried by the wind and sand, and there will be no trace! Isn't it easy to expose killing people in this oasis?" Meng Yunfei said.

"Because that person wants someone to know! He's dangerous here!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

Meng Yunfei stopped talking, grabbed Meng Qianqian and walked into a carriage.

"Where are you going?" Leng Xiaoyun asked.

"Go back to your mother's house, order Cangshan!Come with us!" Meng Yunfei said.

"I have something to do, you can go!" Leng Xiaoyun said, and carefully inspected around the oasis, and when Meng Yunfei's carriage went away, he took out something from a person's body, and the thing was red all over, with three words written on it: Holy Fire Order!

"Have you heard? A few days ago, something strange happened in Lijiazhuang!" A man was dressed in a strange costume, which was very different from the dress of the man in the Central Plains.

"What's the matter?" asked another man, dressed as well.

This place is under the Cangshan Mountain of Dali country, the customs are different from the Central Plains, there are dozens of miles of road from the Cangshan Mountain here, the people are prosperous, the inns are numerous, the merchants come and go in an endless stream, there are from Dajin, there are also from Daliao, and there are more from the Central Plains.

"That Li Jiazhuang was originally prosperous and unswerving, but for some reason, a few days ago, overnight, all the people in the manor died!" the man said again.

"The people of his manor, who have always done good deeds and believed in Buddhism, will give alms of porridge to everyone at the beginning of the month and the end of the month, how can they suffer such misfortune, poor and pathetic!" said another man.

"Do you know that all the children of their family died overnight, and the situation was terrible, and the toast was alarmed at that time, so that the messengers could solve the case in time, but the group of messengers seemed to have eaten dry food, and they searched for two days in the manor and found no clues!

"The robber did enough to leave nothing wrong, and the corpses are still there?" asked the other man again.

"Well, no, I didn't find any clues, so I continued to investigate, how dare those corpses move, and the servants said that they should keep the scene!" the man said again.

They were in a small inn, this inn didn't seem to be very conspicuous in the town where they came and went, and at the moment the inn was deserted, except for one of their guests who was drinking, he seemed to drink for the sake of drinking, and he was not accompanied by any food at all, and the only thing that accompanied him was the short sword in his waist.

Suddenly, he threw down a few taels of silver, and then turned and went upstairs to rest.

The night in early winter is still a little cold, the cold wind seems to bring this town into endless desolation, it keeps blowing, and the people on the street have long hid in a warm dreamland, there is only one person, a person who is all black and has been rushing in one direction, Lijiazhuang.

There was a high wall in front of him, and the man didn't seem to be afraid, and he jumped into it in a flash, this was the Li Jiazhuang that was slaughtered overnight. At this moment, the corpses of those people were still there, although it was early winter, but they had begun to emit a faint stench, and the blood had already coagulated, leaving only the frightened and incredulous eyes of those people.

The man carefully examined everyone, not even their belongings or the location of their deaths, and he watched so carefully that he walked all the way to the room. The people in the village believe in Buddhism for generations, are kind and charitable, and are highly respected by the locals, and even the local government is very face-saving, as if this kind of noble family should not offend any evil people, and the local people and the government will not come to seek trouble, could it be that someone slaughtered the whole family on a whim? The man was also puzzled.

The man slowly drew his short sword from his waist, took out the fire fold, and carefully entered the room, which was pitch black, lifeless, and from time to time there were corpses lying on their backs, which was terrifying, but he seemed to have long been accustomed to everything, and did not pay attention to it at all, and he searched carefully for any clues.

But he was disappointed, he searched almost every room and found nothing, except for the dead who had the same wounds, similar wounds to some people!

He seemed to suddenly remember something, took a few steps deeper, jumped into the ancestral hall of Lijiazhuang, he lit the fire fold to the brightest, and looked for it one by one, but soon he was disappointed, the ancestral spiritual position of Lijiazhuang did not have the target he wanted to find!

He urgently found a family tree, searched it one by one, and when he found the last page, he found what he was looking for, the last generation of the Li family, Li Xunzi Mengnan!

And their family's spiritual position does not have his name at all! Could it be that he is not dead? but has returned home and is alive and well! Isn't that little bit of Cang's legend about his death a big lie?

He couldn't wait to jump a few times and fly out of the manor, and went straight to the county office, he wanted to see the token.

The county government is deserted, the majestic county government has long been free of daytime liveliness, only two pigs are left standing alone at the door of the ya, the man did not stop, jumped straight into the back hall, and after a while found a person out.

"Who are you?" the man was the county magistrate who had not yet woken up.

"The ghost of Li Jiazhuang!" said the man, a short sword was already on the neck of the county official.

"I haven't killed you, it's someone else! We're searching! I'm going to get you avengers, don't come back to pester me!" the magistrate was frightened and sat on the ground.

"Is there a clue!" the man asked.

"No, we didn't find anything for two days!" the county magistrate said, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Isn't there another sign? Are you trying to fool the devil? Aren't you afraid of the present world?" said the man.

"No, don't dare!" the magistrate sat down on the ground again.

"Take me to it, I want to see it!" the man said again.

After a while, the county official took out a thing, pretending to be like a fire, with red all over his body, it was a token, and there were three words in the seal book: Holy Fire Order!

The county magistrate suddenly felt a relaxation in his neck, turned his head and saw that the man and the sword were long gone, and couldn't help but be frightened to the ground again.