Lan Ruochan

Chapter 368
boom!
There was an uproar in the crowd.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"It looks like a fairy, and I thought it was a bit capable, but it turned out to be a liar."

"Sure enough, the real culprit has escaped from Ye County, which is not nutritious."

Just now, Yuanzhan's inspiring speech earned him a good impression, but this Taoist priest brought him back to the original point.

But looking at it from another perspective, thanks to Yuan Zhan's words, the public opinion did not collapse in an instant.

Yuan Zhan hid behind the Taoist and coughed twice, and the onlookers gradually quieted down after showing him face.

Although Daoist Chongxu is a group performer hired temporarily, he is also a well-known celebrity in Qingzhou Prefecture, and has seen many great things in the world.

At this time, he could clearly see the emotional changes of the onlookers, but his expression was not affected in the slightest, and he remained calm and composed.

"But judging from the movement of the bottle, the murderer is still in the city at this moment."

boom!
As soon as these words were uttered, the crowd was blown up again, and the discussion was even louder than before.

"how is this possible?"

"It's not the person in front of me, and it's not the escapee. Could it be that the murderer is Yuan Zhan himself?"

In fact, how could these common people know who was there that day, but they all thought that they were the smartest when they ate melons. For example, Zhuge was resurrected and Guo Jia was reborn.

This kind of melon-eating psychology in the human subconscious will not change with time, so why not after thousands of years?
The rhythm of Chongxu's speech was very well controlled. He intentionally left some time for the onlookers to chew on. Then he calmly turned to Yuan Zhan and said, "Are all the people present that day really here?"

Yuan Zhan replied loudly: "It is true that there are still a few people who have not arrived. Two people have been identified as Tianzong rebels and left the city. In addition, one person died in the line of duty yesterday, and two people were seriously injured, so they were not able to show up."

"Okay, then let's test the three people who are still in the city."

Only a few of Yuan Zhan's personal guards were at the scene to maintain order, and the others followed Yuan Zhan's instructions and stayed outside the hospital where the sick and injured were placed.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The captain of the personal guard opened the way ahead to guide the people and shift the battlefield.

The melon-eating people were all in a daze at this time, and they subconsciously made way for a passage, and waited for Yuan Zhan and his party to pass, then they all followed behind to the medical clinic.

The general who died in the line of duty was already disfigured, his body was soaked in blood, and his face was hard to recognize. If it wasn't for the midwinter, his body might have started to rot.

The two injured were General Lin who was guarding the south gate, and Gui Jianchou, who was attacked at night.

These two people were also at the scene of Kong Bosun's assassination. On the day when Tianzong rebelled, they also experienced hard battles. They were seriously injured, dying and unable to move.

Daoist Chongxu shook the clean bottle and paced back and forth in front of the three immobile bodies, and finally stopped in front of Gui Jianchou.

"Master, are you sure?"

Even Yuan Zhan felt a little surprised by this result, because Gui Jianchou came all the way from Nightless City to support him.

Daoist Chongxu just stood there motionless, shaking the clean bottle non-stop, without saying a word.

Yuan Zhan winked at the doctor in the medical hall, "Let him be more energetic, so that the Taoist chief can interrogate him."

The doctor hastily stepped forward, ready to call for first aid for Gui Jian.

But when he tried his hand, he was terrified, "This, this, this! Catcher Gui is already dead!"

"died?"

There was an uproar again, and this old man made a fool of himself again, and actually pointed at a dead person who had no suspicion before.

"This corpse was not surnamed Gui."

The old man closed his eyes, held the bottle in his right hand, and kept counting with his left hand.

Yuan Zhan pretended to be beating the side drum, "Mr. Dao, what do you mean? This Mr. Gui is..."

"Is there anyone familiar with the deceased again? Doctor, please clean up your face."

The face of the corpse was quickly cleaned out. From the left eye to the jaw, the miserable knife wound was deep enough to show the bone, and the flesh and blood turned to the sides, making it difficult to distinguish the face.

The people present were actually not familiar with Gui Jianchou. Under such circumstances, no one dared to make a hasty conclusion.

But Qingyun sniffed out some clues, and asked:
"Doctor, this knife is almost fatal. Are you sure that you have already been stabbed when Catcher came in?"

The doctor shook his head,
"No, although the person's face was injured at that time, it was obviously not to such an extent. Could it be that someone made up for it?"

"This man is not Gui Jianchou! He is Wang Xiaowu who pulls a cart in Nancheng."

Finally, someone recognized the corpse, and even acquaintances echoed it.

Yuan Zhan's complexion changed slightly,

"Doctor, check to see if this person is on the admission list?"

The doctor knew that something serious had happened, so he hurried to get the register.

There were only a hundred people who were injured or killed, and this Wang Xiaowu's name was very easy to recognize, but after a while, the cry came to mind,

"Yes! Yes..."

Crack, the book fell to the ground, and the doctor's voice stopped abruptly.

Cui Yu and Zu Tunzhi hurried forward to check, under the convex mirror, there was no way to hide the slight scars,
"Flying needle, it's flying needle! The murderer is here."

Yuan Zhan nodded, looked at Chongxu, "Daoist, let's start."

Chongxu nodded, and crushed the clean bottle in his hand with a bang.

oh oh oh,
A few flying insects escaped from the confinement and danced happily in the air, sometimes horoscope, sometimes drawing a circle, and sometimes walking in a sickle shape. This is their dance and their language.

Killer Bee!

There were no killer bees in Central Plains, but this creature with a strong sense of smell has been introduced since the eight hundred monks went undercover in Songshan.

As long as the scale is controlled, killer bees are relatively safe species and can be used as guide bees.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis of all ages kept them in a secret village deep in the sea of ​​devil flowers, and strictly controlled the population.

Until the barren village was burned to the ground a while ago, although these bees lost most of their population, they were truly free.

A few days ago, Zu Yuzhi and his master Panhuan Songshan, saw this kind of bees in the back mountain, and learned how to control the bees from Shiranuo Maiyi, so they caught a few and kept them with them.

"The soul of General Kong is attached to these soul bees, and they will lead us to find the real culprit!"

Daoist Chongxu finished speaking, stretched out two fingers in front of his face, and muttered something.

The few bees swayed a few times, and actually lined up and flew in the same direction——

The corner of the room, where the morgue is.

Several bees lined up in a circle, buzzing around a "corpse".

A personal guard saw it clearly, and with a wave of the chain in his hand, he was about to lock up the corpse.

The corpse seemed to be in a bad mood, a carp straightened up, flipped up suddenly, and threw out two spinning blades with a flick of its hand.

The blade has four corners, like a sheep's horn, with a slight curvature, which is more conducive to cutting with the power of rotation...

Poof, poof,
The double blades plunged into the chest of the personal guard one from the left and the other from the right.

The guard's body swayed, as if he was about to fall down, but because his body still maintained the inertia of rushing forward, he temporarily supported his body, and his whole body twitched strangely like a marionette.

(End of this chapter)