Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 83 The Murderer

The sun rises.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the backyard, making it brighter, the scene beneath the window became even more terrifying!

Several women who rushed over to see what was happening were so frightened that they fainted.

Even the most worldly-wise men were terrified, their faces turning deathly pale and filled with horror.

Skin, corpse, blood.

Moreover, she was a female disciple of the prestigious Zhenguo Academy, who was brutally murdered and hanged here!

Everyone was terrified.

The woman called Aunt Lan suddenly jumped up from the ground, her voice sharp and shrill: "The Demonic Sect! It was that little devil from the Demonic Sect who did it! It must be the little devil that Miss scolded yesterday! It must be him!"

It is well known that the disciples of the Demon Extermination Sect are ruthless and cruel, and enjoy skinning people.

Coincidentally, a disciple of the Demon Exorcism Sect was staying at the inn.

Even more coincidentally, everyone saw yesterday that this female disciple of the Zhenguo Academy stopped that disciple of the Yumo Sect, cursed him, and it was said that she even planned to kill him the night before.

Even a normal person would harbor resentment in such a situation, let alone a ruthless disciple of the Demonic Sect.

Therefore, after being reminded by this woman, almost everyone was convinced that the murderer was the culprit.

"Here it is!"

"That devil is here!"

Suddenly, someone recognized Luo Qingchen, who was standing next to them.

When Luo Qingchen looked over, the man who had just been shouting suddenly turned pale with fright, stumbled backward, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"That's him!"

"That Miss Lu was cursing him yesterday!"

Among the merchants, several cultivator guards immediately mustered their courage and drew their weapons with righteous indignation.

With several disciples from the Zhenguo Academy present, and the opponent being only one person, they were not afraid.

"You beast! Give me back my young lady's life!"

The woman named Wang Lan, upon seeing Luo Qingchen, immediately pounced on her like an enraged lioness.

Xu Mang, who was standing nearby, quickly stopped her, saying, "Aunt Lan, let's ask first."

Wang Lan was furious: "What else do you want to ask? Besides this devil, who else here would kill my young lady? It must be because my young lady insulted him yesterday, and he held a grudge, which is why he did this!"

Fang Ying cried, "Senior Brother Xu, it must be him! Last night, Junior Sister Lu and I were drugged with sleeping powder. When I woke up, Junior Sister Lu was gone. I was terrified, thinking she had gone to settle scores with that devil again. I rushed to knock on his door, but it was open and no one was inside. Just then, I heard a scream coming from the backyard. When I came downstairs— Waaah—"

"You beast! Prepare to die!"

Wang Lan, seemingly insane, shoved Xu Mang aside and lunged at him.

The others nearby hurriedly stepped back.

Seeing the fierce approach, Luo Qingchen immediately took a step back, clenched her fist, concentrated her strength, and suddenly punched forward.

Wang Lan used palm techniques, almost a desperate fighting style.

The instant their fists and palms collided, Luo Qingchen immediately felt a jolt in her arm, a tremendous force surged through her, and she involuntarily staggered backward.

His internal blood and qi were churning, and his arm was almost broken.

This woman's strength was clearly superior to his.

Without any hesitation, just as he was about to flee, he suddenly saw two other people from the Zhenguo Academy, along with other cultivators, blocking his way.

"You beast! You still want to escape? If I don't tear you to pieces today, my young lady will die with her eyes open in disgrace!"

Wang Lan roared and pounced again.

Luo Qingchen clenched her fists, her face cold, and was about to fight desperately when a figure suddenly darted out from the crowd, grabbed the woman's outstretched hand, and with a slight shake, "crack," the woman's entire arm broke.

Wang Lan gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound of pain, then roared and slapped out with her other hand.

The figure easily grabbed her arm, shook it, and broke it again, then kicked her in the stomach.

"Bang!"

Wang Lan was kicked away and crashed heavily under the eaves behind her, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This sudden change happened in the blink of an eye!

The two men attacked and intercepted, their moves incredibly fast.

Before she could even take a breath, Wang Lan was suddenly kicked away, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood.

At this moment, everyone was astonished to see that the person who had intercepted them was a short, stout middle-aged man with gray hair.

He was wearing a black robe with two white skulls embroidered on the chest. He had a fat head and big ears, and his eyes were so small they were almost invisible.

He grinned, his voice sinister: "Where did this lackey come from, daring to bully my Demon-Slaying Sect disciples here? Do you also want to be skinned alive and hung up here, to be paired with your master?"

Everyone was awestruck by the power and aura of his moves, as well as the black robe he wore.

The cultivators who had just been surrounding Luo Qingchen now looked terrified and quietly retreated.

Black robes and two skulls—this is the mark of a master of the Demon Exorcism Sect at the Tongqiao Realm or above!

Wang Lan spat out a mouthful of blood. Although her face was contorted in pain, she still cursed, "You monster! So it was you, you beast, who killed my young lady!"

"Hehe, you good dog! You're biting people again!"

A fierce glint flashed in the black-robed middle-aged man's eyes. He swept over directly, his five fingers forming claws, and was about to scratch off her face!

Just then, a man suddenly appeared from the side and shouted, "Brother Shangguan, show mercy!"

As he spoke, he extended a finger, pointing directly at the throat of the man in the black robe.

With a light flick of the finger, it produced a "whoosh" sound as it cut through the air!

The middle-aged man in black robes tensed up and immediately turned his claws to intercept.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, both of them took two steps back and steadied themselves.

The newcomer was dressed in a blue robe and a Taoist robe. He was tall and thin, and appeared to be around thirty years old. He had a long beard on his forehead. After standing firm, he cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "Brother Shangguan's temper is still as volatile as ever!"

The middle-aged man in black robes recognized the newcomer and sneered, "So it's you, Yuan Sanzhi from Qingcheng Temple, Master Yuan. What, when did Qingcheng Temple become a lackey of the Zhenguo Academy?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the Taoist's hands and indeed found that his left hand only had three fingers.

Yuan Sanzhi laughed and said, "This woman isn't from the Zhenguo Academy. Although her mouth is rather disgusting, she's just too devoted to her master and has lost her mind, so it's understandable. Brother Shangguan, please let it go for my sake."

The middle-aged man in black robes snorted coldly and said, "I might let it go, but they might not. Without any evidence, just based on guesswork, they want to kill my Demon-Suppressing Sect disciples. Heh heh, the disciples of the State-Protecting Academy are indeed domineering."

His cold gaze swept over the group from the Zhenguo Academy.

Yuan Sanzhi looked over and asked, "Junior Nephew Yang, do you have any evidence to prove that this was done by this disciple of the Demon-Suppressing Sect?"

Xu Mang looked embarrassed and cupped his hands in apology, saying, "There is no evidence, it's just—"

He looked at the boy and said, "But Junior Sister Lu did scold him yesterday, and the night before last, she even planned to sneak into his room to attack him. And last night, he wasn't in his room."

Is that all?

Yuan Sanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Yuan Zhao, standing next to Xu Mang, suddenly shouted, "Senior Yuan, last night, Senior Brother Xu and I witnessed this Demonic Sect disciple skinning a wild deer in the mountains. He must have been practicing the Demonic Sect's skinning demonic art before returning to Junior Sister Lu's room and murdering her!"

"laugh"

The middle-aged man in black robes named Shangguan Feng suddenly sneered, his face full of mockery, "Last night in the woods, I saw two wild dogs mating with my own eyes. They must be practicing the mating technique of the Beast Suppression Academy. Coincidentally, your mother was raped and gave birth to you last night. I suspect it was those two wild dogs who did it. What do you say?"

"puff----"

Upon hearing this, someone nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yuan Zhao was immediately embarrassed and blushed. Before he could speak, Xu Mang stopped him and said with a cupped hand, "We are indeed just speculating and have no direct evidence to prove that he killed Junior Sister Lu. However, he is indeed the first suspect."

Yuan Sanzhi looked up at the corpse hanging below the window, sighed, and said, "Let's take the body down first. Also, send someone to Qinghe City to report immediately."

Shangguan Feng sneered, "What, is Daoist Yuan going to call for reinforcements? Qinghe City isn't far from here, and neither is my Demon-Slaying Sect!"

Yuan Sanzhi cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shangguan, please don't misunderstand. We need to discuss this matter carefully. Although there is no direct evidence to prove that your Demon-Slaying Sect disciple is not the murderer, he is indeed a suspect. Not only him, but everyone in this inn, including you and me, is a suspect. Therefore, I propose that from now on, no one in this inn shall leave until the murderer is found."

Shangguan Feng glanced at him, then looked up at the corpse below the window, and said in a sinister tone, "I'd also like to see who the murderer is!"

After saying that, he beckoned to Luo Qingchen and said, "Kid, come back to the inn with me."

Luo Qingchen quickly followed behind, cupping her hands in thanks: "Thank you, Uncle-Master Shangguan."

Shangguan Feng glanced at him and asked, "Which peak are you from? What are you doing here?"

Luo Qingchen said, "My name is Luo Qingchen, a disciple of Black Phoenix Peak. I came here because I took on a mission to solve a missing persons case."

"You took this mission, kid?"

Shangguan Feng shook his head and said, "This case is not simple. I've been here for several days and I have absolutely no clue. I've checked all the surrounding areas, but I haven't found any trace of the demon."

Luo Qingchen said, "This junior has only come to investigate the situation."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Feng sneered and said, "Do you think you can still leave now? If this case isn't solved and the murderer isn't found, you might not be able to return to the sect. What they said is true; in last night's skinning murder case, you were indeed the most suspicious. If I were them, I would also want to torture you severely, extract a confession through torture, and then finish my job."

Luo Qingchen asked, "Then what should I do now?"

Shangguan Feng stopped at the door and looked at him, saying, "I have five days at most. I'll be leaving in five days. So within five days, you must find the murderer and give them an explanation. Otherwise, I can't protect you. You just heard it too, they're going to the city to call for help, and that skinned woman is no ordinary person. Of all the people in this inn, you're the only one with the strongest motive for murder, and I have no reason to help you find help from the sect."

"As for the previous disappearance case, it has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about it."

With that, he entered the inn and headed upstairs.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, grinned, and said, "Of course, if Junior Nephew Luo has a lot of money, I can help you escape."

After saying that, he went upstairs.