Raising the Demon

Chapter 113

Zi Baifeng had never seen Luo Qianshan with such an expression. He thought he knew Luo Qianshan well enough. For those who don't give up, there is probably no one in this world who can make him show such an expression except for the Fujun.

But he found out he was wrong.

In this world, there are no absolutely ruthless soldiers, nor are there cold-blooded and ruthless machines. The reason why people are human is because people are always complicated.

"Qianshan." Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and patted Luo Qianshan's shoulder lightly, "Death cannot be brought back to life, so mourn and change."

Luo Qianshan didn't seem to hear it, but his body trembled a little.

Luo Qianshan didn't know how he felt at this time, Zi Baifeng's arrival seemed to help him prop up a corner of the collapsed world, so that he didn't have to work so hard to support it.

In front of others, he is a general, a leader, and an official, but in front of Zi Baifeng, he is just a man of flesh and blood, who can cry and laugh at any time without any taboos.

"Did you report to the Lord?" Zi Baifeng had also lost a loved one before. He knew that quietly experiencing the pain of losing a loved one was something only he could do in the dead of night. He even felt that the cumbersome funeral was for Use cumbersome processes to dilute people's sadness and longing. As long as there is something to do, you will never be overwhelmed by sadness.

"Not yet." Luo Qianshan shook his head, and finally turned his head to look at Zi Baifeng.

His eyes were dull, a little confused, a little helpless, like a puppy abandoned by the side of the road, hesitant and helpless, unable to find his way.

Luo Qianshan at this time made Zi Baifeng feel absurd. He was really not used to this kind of Luoqian Mountain, but he felt that this kind of Luoqian Mountain...was cute.

"Let's find someone to report him at dawn." Zi Baifeng said, "The most important thing now is to find the murderer."

Zi Baifeng waved to the outside, and said: "I brought my thin legs, and Dashan Xiaoshan... Do you have any clues about the old man?"

"Clue?" Luo Qianshan froze for a moment.

Criminal investigation in this era is not so perfect. In many cases, no evidence is needed. As long as a person pleads guilty, he is guilty. Find the suspect, beat him up, and see who pleads guilty.If you do not plead guilty, you will be beaten again. After three rounds, no one pleads guilty, and then go to other suspects.

And so on.

At least that's what Luo Qianshan did. It's simple and rude—but it works. Usually, they have already started to identify each other before they fight.

Therefore, at this moment, Luo Qianshan's eyes began to wander, thinking of who to beat up to get some clues. Come out half a fart.

Zi Baifeng didn't count on Luoqianshan either, this guy even counted his toes, he was a typical big bastard, I really don't know how he led the army to fight, he pointed to the body of Senior Badao, said : "Qian Shan, you should first look for any clues, letters, posts, etc. on Senior Ba Dao."

Luoqianshan has no backbone now, so he stepped forward to grope with a cry, Zi Baifeng called two soldiers to accompany him—he was also afraid, this is the mourning hall—then went outside the gate, the little Small tea shop.

The tea shop is about the size of a palm, with a bed, a table, and two stools, all of which can be seen at a glance.

Zi Baifeng asked the thin legs to go forward to look for any clues, and he was also wandering around.

It's hard to imagine that the evening scene of this master swordsman is so bleak, there are no beauties like clouds, no mansions, no golden taels, only a knife... a scabbard?
Originally, there was a knife hanging on the wall, which was the only difference between this place and other tea shops, but at this time, the knife had disappeared, and all that was left was a scabbard.

Without Zi Baifeng's instructions, the thin legs had already jumped onto the stool, and raised their heads to sniff the scabbard.Then, it starts circling around in circles.

The torch was lit up, illuminating a small courtyard behind the teahouse. There were footprints, knife marks... and bloodstains criss-crossing on the ground!
The blood was half-dried and black, and the thin leg sniffed it, then shook his head and left, indicating that it was not someone else's blood, but Senior Ba Dao's own blood.

Zi Baifeng squatted down, stretched out his hand, and put his finger into a knife mark, the tentacles were as cold as a knife edge.

With a movement of his right wrist, Shu Yue floated out from his sleeve, like a ray of moonlight, but it shot directly into the knife marks on the ground, and wandered among the knife marks.

Zi Baifeng didn't bother with it, but closed his eyes, and opened them again, and the appearance in front of him had already changed.

Zi Baifeng has a pair of eyes that can see through the aura. These eyes can not only see through the aura, but also can distinguish the difference between the aura, and this trend becomes more and more serious as his demon raising art gradually advances. more obvious.

When he first arrived in Xiayan Village, he could only see the spiritual energy of people like Yan Lao Wu who were as vigorous as Yan Lao Wu, but now, he could already see clearly even a tiny trace of spiritual energy.

On the ground, there are criss-cross knife marks, exuding deep and shallow aura, red, light red, pink.

Looking at the deep and shallow aura, Zi Baifeng seemed to see a person wielding a long knife in his hand, opening and closing it vertically and horizontally.

It's just that this kind of aura hurts others and hurts oneself. It is full of evil spirit, but it also carries a little dead air.

This is the knife mark of Senior Ba Dao!And there were a few knives among them, which were obviously drawn only tonight.

So where is the enemy...?

Where is the enemy's knife?
Zi Baifeng frowned in thought, then raised his hand to let everyone extinguish the flame.

After a short period of discomfort, Zi Baifeng opened his eyes again.

The sky is full of stars, bright and vast, with a shocking beauty.

A shooting star streaked across the stars, like a fallen senior Ba Dao, who has since disappeared.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Zi Baifeng standing in the center of the field. He turned his body slowly, and when his eyes turned to the other side of the small courtyard, he was stunned.

Your sister almost yelled out.

What the hell is this!
In the air, at the height of the human eye, there are eight faint auras, two parallel to each other, with one point as the intersection point, shooting in eight directions.

The faint aura was like the white cloud of smoke left behind by an airplane, and it was also like a laser beam, emitting a faint light under the diffraction of the fine dust in the air.

your sister!How did I not know that there are laser weapons in this world!
Zi Baifeng smiled wryly, he finally knew what kind of "one eye like a knife" that made Luo Qianshan have no ability to resist at all!
This man, he just stood here, looked in four directions, and forced a great master in their eyes. The great master made four swords, four swords that exhausted his vitality!

Then, the mysterious man floated away, and he waved his sleeves, not taking a single cloud with him...

No, he also took away a knife from Senior Ba Dao.

"Qianshan!" Zi Baifeng rushed out, grabbed Luo Qianshan, and asked him, "Where did you meet that person?"

Luo Qianshan brought Zi Baifeng to the gate not far away. The two deep footprints on the ground were left by Luo Qianshan standing in the middle of the night unconsciously. Zi Baifeng looked around, thinking Looking for a hint of aura, but...

No!

Luo Qianshan thought that the man had a knife-like glance and almost killed himself, but in fact...it was really just a glance, which didn't contain any aura at all, and it wasn't a real attack at all. Murderous intent, saber intent, or other messy things frightened Luo Qianshan dumbfounded.

The four eyes that the mysterious man looked at Senior Ba Dao were the real "one eye like a knife"!A knife that can really kill!

Whether it is Zi Baifeng or Luo Qianshan, they are no longer the first brothers who don't know anything about it.

Compared with this one, Fei Jianzi nailed Luo Qianshan to death with a single glance, but he nailed Luo Qianshan for a moment. At that time, Luo Qianshan had no contact with Ba Dao Jue at all, and was just an ordinary big-headed soldier.

Compared with this, Fei Jianzi, who once swung his sword to the west and blew up a boulder, is just a child who clumsily set the fuse of the explosive.

How to deal with such an enemy?

Both Luo Qianshan and Zi Baifeng were shocked at this time.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Slim Legs, it ran out from the backyard of the tea shop, with mountains and hills sniffing here and there behind it, the three puppies ran to the place where Zi Baifeng and others were standing, He circled back and forth again, and ran in the direction of Mengcheng.

But after running a few steps, the thin legs stopped, squatted down, and yelled softly to the front twice.

The scent was gone at this point, and it was undoubtedly too childish to rely on thin legs to catch a master who could easily kill Senior Ba Dao.

At Zi Baifeng's request, Thin Legs took the two puppies out for a walk, but found nothing.

The sky has already lit up, and this long night is finally over, Zi Baifeng still intends to stay here at Luoqian Mountain, who knows, Xiaobai flew from the sky again, landed on Zi Baifeng's shoulder, stretched out first Wings, Papa slapped Zi Baifeng twice.

"What's the matter with me... whoever asked you to deliver the letter, you hit who, why did you hit me..." Zi Baifeng was wronged to death, and finally held down the manic Xiaobai, took the bamboo tube from Xiaobai's leg, and looked After a glance, his complexion changed drastically.

The jade in Yan Village was almost stolen, and Old Yan dared not leave, but he was keenly aware of the importance of this matter, and immediately sent someone to Xiayan Village overnight to deliver the letter. Zi Baifeng had no choice but to wake up Xiaobai who was catching up on sleep, and asked him to deliver the letter overnight.

The letter was written by Zijian. Although it is not pretty, it is very neat and simple, and many things cannot be explained clearly.

"Qianshan..." At such a time, as a friend, I really shouldn't leave Luo Qianshan and go back alone, but this matter is not trivial, and many people may be involved.

"Go back, I'm fine." The sun rose, and the sun shone on Luo Qianshan's face. Luo Qianshan, who hadn't slept all night, was a little haggard, but he was extraordinarily determined.

"No matter who it is, I will find him and make him pay the price!"

(End of this chapter)