Grudge Breaker

Chapter 226: Strange Things in the Forest
"The red-eyed warning means that I should know the situation and retreat when faced with difficulties. Otherwise, I will attack you and make me regret it and cry."

Song Weichen suddenly realized.

"So this is what the red-eye warning means!"

"But you are Si Chen, the strongest fighter in the Mei Realm. Who dares to give you a red-eyed warning? How dare you!"

Mo Tingfeng did not respond.

Of course he knew how vulnerable he was now.
His weaknesses have long been exposed.

"I found three things at the scene. I don't rule out the possibility that some of them contain clues. Of course, it could also be a smokescreen left behind intentionally by the other party. Please pack up and come to my study to discuss this matter. Mengda will be here later."
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"Meng Meng Da" hasn't arrived yet, but Uncle Fei has arrived first.

As soon as Mo Tingfeng entered the study, Uncle Fei came in and bowed deeply to Mo Tingfeng - he had to take an urgent leave a few days ago due to an emergency at home and missed the time when Mo Tingfeng and others returned home from the ghost market. He hurriedly dealt with the family affairs and came to greet Si Chen as soon as he returned.

The two hadn't seen each other for over a month since Mo Tingfeng led the team to the Ghost Market. Uncle Fei could hardly hide his excitement and felt like he had endless things to say.

"Sir, although I am old, I still have some energy left to serve you at Sichen Mansion. I volunteered to fill your position. If you have any plans for the two commanders during their recovery, please let me know!"

Mo Tingfeng patted Uncle Fei on the shoulder. After so many years, they have become family and brothers, and everything is self-explanatory.

There was one thing he originally wanted to do before arranging it after Ye Wujiu recovered from his injury, but then he thought Uncle Fei might be suitable.

Although he is a civil servant, he has a wealth of experience. As a transcriber, he has served three Sichens in the case-writing department. He can be regarded as a true "three-dynasty veteran". Not only does he know the details of all major cases by heart, he has even witnessed some major events in the world and is more experienced in dealing with special situations.

"Uncle Fei, a thousand years ago, the Soul Devouring Beast of the Sanzu River went berserk. Do you know about this?"

Uncle Fei didn't understand why Mo Tingfeng suddenly asked this question, but he still gave him a general account of the situation.

He happened to be an eyewitness - the Fei family had produced the strongest spirit beast tamer in the world since ancient times. Although Uncle Fei had no magical powers and could not inherit the ability of his ancestors to tam spirit beasts, he was quite talented in communicating with animal spirits, so Si Chen Ji Baishou at that time let him go to Sanzuchuan with him.

"I am not bragging. I have been in Sanzuchuan for fifteen years on and off to deal with the aftermath of the Soul Devouring Beast's rampage. Looking at the entire Sichen Mansion, I am afraid there is no one else who knows that place better than me."

"very good!"

Mo Tingfeng patted Uncle Fei on the shoulder again and explained to him briefly the matter of the sharp decline in souls in Sandu River mentioned by Bei Huashan.

"We can transfer manpower from Wu Jiu, but we need to wait until he recovers from his injury."

"If you trust me, you don't need to trouble Commander Ye. Although I am in charge of a civilian department, there are many resentment-breaking masters who are proficient in magic. You can select seven of them to accompany me in the daily patrol of Sanzu River and report to you regularly."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Uncle Fei."

As they were talking, Meng Mengda and Song Weichen came in together. They were naturally happy to see Uncle Fei and couldn't help but show sympathy and comfort to each other.

Mo Tingfeng took out the three items Pingyang brought back and placed them on the table in order.

A hairpin broken into two pieces, a small piece of fire lighter, and the things wrapped in the brocade bag.
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"This is what I found in Pingyang Woods last night. Let's take a look together."

Song Weichen felt that the hairpin looked familiar, and was about to reach out to grab it when she was stopped by Meng Mengda, who handed her a linen glove used by coroners.

"Your Excellency, please put it on. Otherwise, the item will be contaminated with your energy and I might see something I shouldn't see."

Meng Mengda deeply remembered the lesson of the "jade pendant" last time. Although he was socially anxious, he was not stupid. After thinking about it, Lord Si Chen clearly intended to stop him at that time. In this case, it would be better to take the initiative to "draw a circle around himself".

"Lord Si Chen, Uncle Fei, you two should wear it too. I have no interest in the privacy of important people."

As Meng Mengda spoke, he took out two more gloves and presented one to each of them as if he was offering a cigarette.

Mo Tingfeng was fine, he put on the gloves naturally, Meng Mengda always said the harshest words with the most cowardly attitude, he was used to it. Uncle Fei was a little embarrassed, after all, he was his subordinate.

"How can this child talk like that?" Uncle Fei couldn't help but remind him.

"It doesn't matter."

"Mengda, you can start now."

Meng Mengda first picked up the hairpin and twisted it in the book, then shook his head and put it down. His innate skill was only triggered by weapons.

"My Lord, I have not noticed anything about this hairpin, but I can be sure of one thing: it is not a murder weapon."

Hearing that it was not the murder weapon, Song Weichen suddenly became braver. She had wanted to pick it up and have a look at it for a long time, but she was worried that she would have psychological trauma after knowing the story behind the "murder weapon", so she hesitated to take action.

He carefully picked up the hairpin and examined it closely. The part near the end of the hairpin was a little burnt. After wiping it clean, a faint mark was revealed. Song Weichen recognized it immediately.

“This is something from the ghost market.”

She pointed at the special symbol at the end of the hairpin.

"I was, uh, no, I heard from Sang Pu that she was abducted to the Ghost Market and locked up in the Thirteen Caves dungeon. A girl named Li Qingshui tried to get close to her. The hairpin that girl used to write was exactly the same as this one, and there were Ghost Market's exclusive marks on the same positions."

"Could it be that the four major bosses of the Ghost Market did this..."

Mo Tingfeng seemed to be thinking about something.

"Since Mengda can't provide more information, if your Excellency agrees, I will take the hairpin to the evidence tracing department for analysis later." Uncle Fei rushed to speak.

"No need. There was an earthquake in the Ghost Market a few days ago, and everyone was fleeing in a panic. The Pingyang Forest is close to the Ghost Market, so it's not surprising that this thing would appear. Since it's not a murder weapon, there's no need to worry too much about it."

"Mengda, please continue."

"Yes."

pat!

As soon as Meng Mengda picked up the small piece of fire startle, he swung it far away. The sudden action scared Song Weichen. He saw the fat boy holding the wrist of his other hand tightly, his round cheeks shaking uncontrollably, and his expression was extremely painful.

"hiss……"

He tried hard to hold back his gasp, and he could see with his naked eyes that the two fingers that had pinched the fire starter were rapidly turning black and red, as if they were about to turn into burning charcoal.

"your hands!"

Song Weichen looked around in panic, trying to find something to cool his fingers down. He caught a glimpse of a jade bowl with lotus flowers on the windowsill and took it over in two or three steps.

"Meng Meng, come on! Put your hand in!"

Meng Mengda was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and his face turned pale. Uncle Fei moved sideways to block the green jade bowl that Song Weichen was extending to him.

"Don't worry, sir. He is just in a state of 'emergency' and will be fine soon. Old Fei thanks you for your consideration on behalf of Mengda."

Uncle Fei took the green jade bowl from Song Weichen's hand and said a few words to comfort him.

It turns out that this is the complete form of Meng Mengda demonstrating his unique talent and skills - at the moment of touching the "killing weapon", he can know what happened at the "scene" through physical sensation, but the disadvantage is that the physical sensation is too real. Although it is only a flash in the pan, it hurts so much that he wants to die.

About two cups of tea later, Meng Mengda's fingers returned to normal. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then bowed to Song Weichen.

"The Venerable has mercy on me, and I will always remember him."

He picked up the piece of tinder on the ground. This time, there was no reaction in his hand. After putting it back on the table, Meng Mengda told everyone what he had sensed.

"This piece of fire stick is full of murderous intent, because it has killed at least forty or fifty people, both men and women, young and old. I dare to guess that this is the murder weapon of a professional killer."

"The most recent scene I could see was that the person holding this object was using red sandstone to create a strange Pythagorean-shaped magic circle. During this process, a third person appeared and seemed to want to attack the professional killer."

"The killer didn't want to fight, he decisively set the fire and left. The place instantly turned into a sea of ​​magma and fire. There was a person underground, who should be the earth-type A-level warlock trapped by the adults. This person fled quickly after the fire started, and the attacker also left soon after. Judging from the direction, he should be chasing the man in black."

"A sneak attacker?"

Mo Tingfeng raised his starry eyes and asked, "Can you see this person's appearance clearly?"

"I can't see clearly. The person is wearing a special mask covering his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. But he has a slim figure, like a woman."

Meng Mengda stared at the small piece of fire lighter in his hand, as if trying to figure out something, and then shook his head regretfully.

"Strange...why can't I even see the professional killer's appearance? It's as if this person has never seen his own appearance since he was born."

"you're right."

Mo Tingfeng nodded in appreciation.

"The scene you saw indirectly confirmed my inference. The bounty hunter who rescued the man in black was 'Huozhezi'. He was born blind and deaf. You were viewing the situation from his perspective, so naturally you couldn't see your own appearance."

"Fire stick?"

Uncle Fei was surprised when he heard this, as he was naturally familiar with the name.

"Although this man is only interested in profit, he has always been very clear-headed. He only takes on grudges in the martial arts world and never gets involved in government affairs. How could he suddenly dare to provoke our Sichen Mansion? Normally, he wouldn't dare to do that even if he had the guts of a bear or a leopard!"

"It just shows that it's not about money, but is related to his life and property. He has to accept this task." Mo Tingfeng replied.

He looked solemn and lost in thought.

What kind of force could make someone like "Huozhezi" prefer to offend the Sichen Mansion rather than become its enemy?

Who is that masked woman?
She was wearing a special mask and must have known where the blind spot was in the forest. She was clearly well prepared.

Why did she attack Huozhezi?
Was it to stop him from letting the man in black go?
The fact that she could fight against Huo Zhezi showed that her fighting ability was not bad, at least at the quasi-A level.

Is her target the Man in Black?
Is she a friend or an enemy?
It seems that the closer we get to the scene, the more questions we have and the more confused the threads become. The truth becomes more hazy and unclear, like the dim clouds and the hazy moon.

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"My lord, my lord?"

Mo Tingfeng came back to his senses when he heard Meng Mengda calling him.

"I wonder what is in this brocade bundle. Can I open it?"