I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

"Why does it seem to be getting colder?"

The four of them packed up the camp and walked in the direction indicated by the pendant for an hour. Song Ci crossed his arms and suddenly spoke.

"Have it?"

Xie Chun didn't feel anything. His body temperature was always room temperature.

But looking at the thermometer, it's indeed a lot colder than before.

"I'm actually fine."

Xiaohan hugged his arm and yawned, and said to Song Ci who was shivering from the cold behind him: "You might as well come and hug Xie Chun."

An Chuo said immediately: "No!"

Song lyrics: "Huh?"

"How graceful it is for two men to hug each other!"

Then is it okay for you two women to hold him?

Song Ci hugged the sword tightly and had no intention of hugging Xie Chun for warmth.

He has dignity.

"Wait a minute before talking nonsense." Xie Chun stopped and said, "Why do I smell a faint smell of blood?"

"Indeed, it's right in front, it should be far away." Xiaohan confirmed his statement.

An Chuo was stunned for a moment: "Why don't I smell anything?"

Xie Chun turned his head and Song Ci immediately shook his head: "I didn't smell it either."

That was strange. He himself only felt a trace of blood floating in the air. How did Xiaohan confirm the direction?

No matter what, Xie Chun's vigilance was still heightened. Since there was the smell of blood, he might be able to find the murder scene ahead.

The four of them continued to move forward, but the wind on the plain became stronger and stronger. There were shriveled corpses of monsters scattered around, and they looked like they had been dead for a while.

Perhaps it was hunted by other participants in the ruins.

"Brother, be careful ahead."

Song Ci suddenly spoke, and not far in front was a corpse in a miserable state of death, with white bones exposed.

Xie Chun cautiously drew out his sword and took a few steps closer. After confirming that there would be no corpse transformation, he started to observe carefully.

"Do you guys have any forensic doctors?"

He had been observing for a long time but could not tell when the death was, mainly because he had never learned this knowledge before. Who would have thought that one day the Xie family's eldest son would need an autopsy?

Song Ci heard the voice of Sister Jianling in his ears, and he immediately started telling the story to several people.

"This man's cultivation level should be in the middle of the first level. Not long after he died, there was a laceration on his chest. It was probably caused by an attack by a monster. He died on the spot."

"Junior brother is indeed reliable."

Xie Chun thought that the people from the big sect were different and actually knew how to do autopsies.

"This person should be a casual cultivator who came to Lucheng from other places." An Chuo said after observing for a while: "There is no token of the countermeasures bureau or the Xuan Kingdom military on him."

"Do you still have any tokens?" Xie Chun was stunned: "Why don't I?"

An Chuu frowned and stretched out his hand to show the bracelet on his wrist: "It's distributed uniformly in the supply bag, don't you?"

"..."

Okay, he didn't take the supply package.

An Chuu thought of his spatial ability and had an idea in his mind: "It doesn't matter if you don't have it. This itself is used to identify each other in the ruins."

Xie Chun waved his hand, not paying much attention to this. He just searched around and found that there was nothing on the body.

Poorer than one.

What about the promised group of protagonists going to the ruins to touch corpses and explode the magical costumes?

Wait a moment...

Xie Chun suddenly realized: "No, this is all freeze-dried. The smell of blood is not coming from here."

"Still ahead." Xiao Han said concisely.

Xie Chun continued walking forward thoughtfully after hearing this, and soon found several more corpses.

Although he would not analyze the time of death, it could still be seen from the wounds that these people were killed by monsters.

"The scheming frog keeps touching your belly!"

Faced with the confusing case, Detective Xie fell into deep thought and soon fell asleep.

Song Ci: "? Senior brother, what are you doing?"

“Imitate the sleeping detective for inspiration.”

The experienced Detective Xie made a very detailed analysis of the deceased, including the suspect's modus operandi and motives, as well as the investigation and evidence collection at the scene, and the identification results of the forensic doctor...

He elaborated on why he couldn't solve the case.

"One look at Ding Zhen confirmed that it was homicide."

Xie Chun quickly gave up the detective game, he was not cut out for this.

Originally, he wanted to analyze the distortion of human nature and the corruption of morality. Maybe a group of casual cultivators were here to grab heaven and earth treasures, and then they divided the spoils unevenly, so they pushed people over to feed the monsters.

But after studying it for a long time, he found that the traces around it did not look like a group of casual cultivators forming a crusade against monsters to obtain heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

It was more like a herd of animals migrating. These people blocked the road and were shot to death along the way.

That's why the wounds on the corpse have traces of the attacks of various monsters.

The number of corpses of monsters around was not small, there were still a dozen or so along the way.

It's a pity that it's frozen solid, so the parts on it probably won't fetch much.

Song poetry is becoming more and more spiritual.

Because he felt that the cold air on the road was getting stronger and stronger, and the corpses of the monsters on the ground were getting higher and higher.

If you continue along this path, you will definitely be able to find a suitable cold-attributed monster to lift Sister Sword Spirit's seal.

Brother Xianyuan is really lucky!

After walking for several more hours, the cold air around them warmed up a lot. Xiao Han and An Yue each let go of Xie Chun's arms.

There was no look of disappointment on Xie Chun's face at all, he just looked at the black shadow flying in the sky in the distance with confusion.

"What is that?"

An Chuo thought for a while: "Maybe it's a magical beast like a flying bird?"

"Don't you feel that the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger?" Xiaohan chuckled and raised the pendant in his hand, and the arrow instructions on it were shining.

This shows that they are very close to their destination.

However, Xie Chun just looked around with numb scalp, wary of his surroundings.

"Senior brother, why are you nervous?" Song Ci asked doubtfully.

"Nonsense, you're bleeding. It must be dangerous around here. There may be a lot of monks fighting with monsters in front of you."

"Hiss~"

Xiaohan raised his head and took a breath: "You have to be vigilant."

As the four people moved forward slowly, they also saw clearly what the black spots in the sky were.

dragon!

An ice-blue dragon!

It was huge, with a pair of huge ice-blue wings that flapped slowly, and the blue dragon scales on its body shone brightly.

"Little words! That's it! This dragon has the power of extreme cold!"

Sister Sword Spirit's voice suddenly sounded in Song Ci's ears: "As long as I absorb the cold power in its body, my seal can break through at least two levels!"

The corner of Song Ci's eyes twitched. He wanted wealth in danger, so he had to rush now.

"Brother, do you still want to come forward?"

Xie Chun frowned slowly: "I seem to feel Ning Yingluo's aura."