Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 935 Spirit Power Atlas
After drawing up the plan, several people immediately started to implement it.

In order to prevent people from talking lightly, Feng Boliang took the initiative to request the official assistance of Tiangongmen, so that all the contestants in the fourth group could cooperate with the investigation.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, a group of examinees formed a long line, walked into the examination room one by one, and touched the second formation after going out to analyze the spiritual power map.

However, the progress was not as smooth as they thought.

Every candidate who left successfully analyzed the lines of spiritual power.Every time Meng Chan saw one, she shook her head at others, indicating that he had indeed been exposed to the potion.There were too many failures, and the original enthusiasm of the four of them was exhausted.

At this moment, Feng Qiwu had just touched the formation, while waiting for the map to take shape, at the same time, he took the handkerchief from Feng Boliang and slowly wiped his hands.

"Sister Bo Liang, who came up with this idea?"

"It seems that An Tong thought of it based on the stories she had heard." Feng Boliang replied casually, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qiwu spit out a few words lightly: "No wonder it's stupid."

"If you want an idea, I'll think of one for you." He raised his head and glanced at the long queue of contestants, his eyes were cold, as if looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Use the same kind of venom to make a large number of finished products, and then release the poison to the whole venue. Whoever can't hold it up and takes out the antidote first to save himself is the murderer."

"Didn't you kill a thousand by mistake?" Feng Baoliang grabbed his hair and rubbed it randomly.

If it was as they thought, then the murderer was just manipulated by the people behind the scenes as an abandoned son, and I am afraid that he would not have an antidote on him either.If it is really poisoned to death, the clues will be completely broken.

What's more, this method is too easy to implicate the innocent.At least Feng Boliang would never accept it.

After a few more people, the tester came to Xu Ziji.

"Are you satisfied with this?" After wiping his hands, Xu Ziji slammed down the tissue, his face full of disgust for interrupting his cultivation.

"Even if I, Xu Ziji, want to defeat Gu Mingxu, I will only use upright methods, and I will never put an arrow behind my back!"

"Miss Bao Liang, I respect that you are from Jiuyou Palace. I have already cooperated with your investigation, but I hope that in the future, you will stop dragging me into such silly tricks without evidence."

Throwing down these few words with a cold face, Xu Ziji cupped his hands perfunctorily towards Feng Boliang: "Farewell."

He hadn't walked far, Feng Boliang looked at the spiritual power map slowly forming on the cardboard, but frowned slightly.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Xu Ziji stopped, turned around halfway, and raised his eyebrows mockingly: "Why, have you found any evidence that I am the murderer?"

Feng Boliang looked at the map, looked up at him from time to time, and said hesitantly: "There is no evidence of the murderer, but from the map, your spiritual power seems to be running differently from ordinary people?"

Later, she kindly explained: "The disorder of the spiritual vein is a sign of abnormal cultivation, which cannot be ignored. If you don't mind, I don't know what kind of exercises you practice. We can discuss it together."

Xu Ziji seemed to be taken aback at first, but soon, the lines of his face tightened even more.

"I am practicing the special technique of the City Lord's Mansion. Every descendant of the Xu family must practice it. Even if the spiritual power is different, it will only be better than the outsiders, and it will never be worse!"

"If you want to ask me about the exercises, this is the secret of our puppet city and will not be shared."

Regardless of Feng Boliang's dissuasion, he turned around and strode away, quickly disappearing into the crowd.

Shen Antong stared at his back, and blurted out: "Look at his appearance of being dragged to the sky, what's so great about it? Our sister Liang is the eldest lady of Jiuyou Palace! Who cares about his broken kung fu?" Then, she also secretly glanced at Feng Baoliang's reaction.

Obviously, with her method of "doing nothing at both ends", if she were to face Xu Ziji alone, she would immediately say something like: "The skills of Puppet City are really amazing, even Miss Jiuyoudian knows how to do it." Jealousy!"

"His spiritual power runs slower than others, just like a puppet." Returning to reality, after seeing the spiritual power map on the cardboard, Shen Antong sneered disdainfully, "I think it is indeed The untold secret of their puppet city has been practiced a lot, and normal people are almost turning into puppets!"

"However, his fellow clan Xu Miyi's spiritual power is normal." Feng Baoliang compared the two maps, still puzzled.

The slow movement of spiritual power usually happens to old people who are already old but have not made any progress in their cultivation.At that time, their body functions began to decline, and the energy and blood in their bodies gradually dried up like ordinary old people.As a result, their spiritual power will gradually slow down.That's because their bodies can no longer bear the excessive spiritual energy.

Or, if a person's physique is relatively weak, such as when a normal person is seriously ill, then it is also due to the effect of self-regulation, and their spiritual power will be relatively slow.But no matter what, this kind of situation shouldn't happen to a young and healthy young man!

Feng Boliang thought hard, if there are two cases of slow spiritual power.One, as mentioned above, is caused by the decline of qi and blood and the exhaustion of spiritual veins.And the other kind, which is indeed beneficial and harmless, is that some young geniuses have mature minds and temperaments, no longer rushing straight ahead like their age, but know how to calm down and fight steadily.In this case, their spiritual power will be more concentrated, and every time they are mobilized, their power will become stronger.

For example, the current two favorites to win the championship, Yan Yulin and Mo Gucheng, have already stepped into this category early.It's a pity that most of the contestants are still in the period of rampage.Killing nine days is the representative.

The two situations may be similar in the map, but Feng Boliang has read a lot of secret law books since she was a child, and was taught by the master of Tiangong herself. She believes that she will never read it wrong.

Could it be that Xu Ziji made some mistakes in his practice, but he himself didn't know it?

Since there is no abnormality in Xu Miyi's spiritual power map, it means that the puppet city's exercises are not harmful to the human body.It's just that Xu Ziji's personality is cold and arrogant, and he is too greedy and aggressive, so it is very possible that he went on the wrong path for a while.

"Leave him alone." Seeing Feng Boliang's distressed thoughts, Rong Xiao took the initiative to take the map in her hand, and pressed her shoulder reassuringly, "Since he is not a murderer, we don't need his personal situation." Interrogate. If he really makes a mistake in his cultivation in the future, we can help, just help."

Feng Boliang is still a little worried, but the current situation seems to be the only way to go.While a few people were talking, a candidate who had passed the test was looking at the atlas on the table. Every time he met someone else's gaze, he would immediately withdraw his gaze cautiously.When the people around him leave, they will pretend to raise their eyebrows inadvertently again.It looks very sneaky.

The man was wearing a brown coat with the front open casually, and his hair was simply dyed.However, perhaps because his appearance is too ordinary, his "vocational college student" attire is basically forgettable.

"What's the matter, what's the problem?" He had already caught Rong Xiao's attention by peeking a few times.Glancing at him, he asked lightly.

The man was taken aback, and stammered: "No, no..." Not daring to delay any longer, he finally took a look at the spiritual power map on the table, and left quickly.

This person does look suspicious.However, some people are naturally timid, and when encountering a large-scale search, even if they really didn't do anything, their legs will go weak with fright.Among the contestants who lined up just now, there were some who were more flustered than him.Therefore, this small episode, several people did not take it to heart.

After about a quarter of an hour, the investigation was finally completely over.However, just looking at the expressions on the faces of the four of them, it is clear that this time, there is still no real progress.

"Bai made such a big battle, but they all touched the bottle. In the end, they still got nothing." Meng Chan looked up to the sky and sighed.Even the formation that she carefully portrayed did not play any role.

Shen Antong smiled awkwardly: "Maybe the murderer has also heard this story."

Indeed, this is a rather old detective story in folklore.And Shen Antong copied it almost intact, so it's no wonder that the murderer saw through it at a glance.

"It seems that we still have to investigate what brother Rong Xiao said, 'unorganized personnel'." After each sighed, Feng Baoliang stood up again, and pulled the few people around him up.

"Then we have to investigate the entire fourth group!" Shen Antong put his arms around the shoulders of the two with a sad face, "The task is arduous..."

So these people continued to investigate without mentioning it, and said that the boy in the brown coat left the hall and walked straight alone with his head sullen.From time to time, he would quietly raise his eyes and look around, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him.

As soon as he got back to the dormitory, he sat down in the chair.Taking out the jade slip, he pressed his fingers on the screen like a cramp, and sent one short message after another.

What is displayed on the screen is the conversation interface of the text message.The characteristic of this interface is that instead of displaying messages one by one, they are all listed in a session window.The first column on the left is the message sent by the other party, and the right column is the message sent by the owner of the jade slip.

Now, although the specific text on the screen is subtle and difficult to distinguish, it is enough to be seen at a glance. The large and dense messages are almost all concentrated on the right side.

That is to say, the owner of the jade slip has sent a lot of messages, but for some reason, the other party has never responded.

After waiting for a while, I saw that the jade slip was still dead silent, and the examinee's head was covered with cold sweat at some point.The blue veins on the forehead exploded and throbbed violently.And his whole body also fell into a state of madness, as if he had some kind of sudden illness.

"Reply!" He held the jade slip tightly with his right hand, and thumped the table with his free left hand, "Are you going to let me die?"

He didn't know whether it was pain or nervousness, his left hand curled up on the table, struggled for a long time, his five fingers loosened slightly, and a small bottle was looming in it.

The examinee fixed his eyes on the vial, as if it was the most terrifying thing, and he wished he could throw it away immediately.But once this thing is out of his sight, the harm it causes seems to become even greater.Therefore, even though he was exhausted physically and mentally, he had to continue to hold it in his hand, like holding a poisonous insect that was temporarily frozen, but might wake up at any time and sting him hard.

At the time when he was in the most torment, the door, which he had clearly locked behind his back, suddenly heard the sound of the lock pin turning.

There must be other roommates back!Everyone who lives here has the key to this dormitory.Ah, damn it.Why did you have to come back at this time!
His desk happened to be facing the door.No matter who came in, he would meet him immediately.

This table was chosen earlier only because his bed was on the lower bunk on the right side of the door.It is very convenient to sit at the table and read a book for a while at night, and turn over to bed when tired.He didn't realize until now... that this position has such a big hidden danger!

Reflexively, he jerked open the drawer, threw the vial in, slammed the drawer against it with a "bang", then hurriedly searched for the lock, and hung it on the drawer.

Just at the moment when the drawers were closed, the door was pushed open, and Jian Zhiheng walked in.

"Hey, Shi Ya, are you in the dormitory?" Jian Zhiheng seemed to be taken aback when he saw the candidate.

When he turned the doorknob just now, the door was locked, so he had to take out the key to open the door.But generally speaking, as long as there are people in the dormitory, for the convenience of travel, the door is usually not locked.Jian Zhiheng, who had already prepared for "the room is empty", was a little surprised to see Shi Ya suddenly.

But soon, he raised his gaze, and saw Tang Mu was sleeping on the lower bunk by the window, the quilt was wrapped tightly, his coat was rolled up, and he covered his face indiscriminately to block the sun.Seeing this, Jian Zhiheng was relieved.

Maybe Tang Mu was the only one in the room earlier, before going to bed, he locked the door of course.Later Shi Ya came back and saw Tang Mu sleeping, so in order not to disturb him, he also locked the door.Hey, I didn't expect Shi Ya, a kid who usually looks a bit out of place, but is quite careful when it matters!

"By the way, you said earlier that something happened to your family, how is it going now?" For Tang Mu's sake, Jian Zhiheng deliberately lowered his voice, and asked Shi Ya again.

Shi Ya is a student of Wuya. He remembers that in order to prepare for the preliminary selection, the candidates from several of their colleges were all trained in Tiansheng unified training.At that time, his impression of Shi Ya was that although he was a little silent, he was still a good boy.

With the precedent of good friend Guan Lin, Jian Zhiheng will naturally not discriminate against Shi Ya.He still pulled him into the group as usual.With his enthusiasm, Shi Ya's character is indeed a little more cheerful.

But one day, he suddenly received a summons, and then his face changed, and he went around asking everyone to borrow money.At that time, he only said that something happened at home, but he didn't say what it was. Of course, he didn't borrow much.

Although it has been a long time, Jian Zhiheng still remembers it.It's a rare opportunity, so naturally we have to care about it.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ya's face turned even redder as if her tail had been stepped on.Pushing the lock up almost violently, he shouted, "It's none of your business! Don't ask, go! Go!"

"What happened?" Seeing him like this, Jian Zhiheng was even more worried, "I really didn't have much money at that time, and now my family just paid me a living allowance. If you need it, we can work together Helping you..."

"It's all right! Let's go!" Shi Ya roared, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he would rush forward to beat someone at any moment.

Although Jian Zhiheng was a little confused, he nodded respectfully: "Well, let's talk when you want to talk." Then, he found a coat in the closet and left the dormitory.

After he left, Tang Mu, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly took off the clothes on his face, and quietly cast a glance in Shi Ya's direction, with a thoughtful look on his face.

(End of this chapter)