Martial Arts Conquer System

Lu Yang thought for a moment and said: "This is not clear. Maybe it's a treasure map and no, but this is obviously just a template. I didn't know who took it. The tea was still warm when I went in. Moreover, the pen and ink of this map are still fresh. It is obvious that someone was still copying the map a moment ago, but we opened the mechanism before we finished the drawing. There is only one exit from the secret room. Although I don’t know why this person has the real copy, he still produced the template. But this person’s nine achievements are Zhao Youcheng." "If it weren’t for someone who had crawled out of the fire, this person would surely be able to finish painting and then leave safely, and we wouldn’t be able to discover the secret room. There is such a magical coincidence?" Zhu Rong touched his chin. Thinking, he felt that he hadn't bothered to think about one thing for a long time, and now it feels strenuous to think about it.

Li Chenghuan listened and looked at the thick handwritten note. The blue cover has faded a bit, with the words "bury bones" written on it. The first page is the introduction, and he read it out softly after reading it unconsciously:

"Cang Ran has read all the prosperity of the world throughout his life, tasted the sours and sweets of the world, fame, wealth and sex, love, hatred, and hatred become smoke in an instant, after walking through the world, I feel that I have mixed right and wrong, good and bad, and choose old friends and bad places. After the seven emotions, the lonely lamp is alone, leaving ink marks on his life’s actions, accompanied by emotions of three thousand to warn future generations. May Yu Zhi pen be buried with a smile, and remove the three major sins of his life, and the soul will return to his hometown. The soul does not tremble, the seven souls have an end."

There are two poems behind: The nine-story high platform is the king, but there is no drunkenness in the world.

The signature is three words: Ping Xu Wang.

It was late at night, and there was a light rain outside.

Lu Yang and the others just sat like this, listening to Li Chenghuan quietly reading the opening preface of a man's handwritten note, his voice was very soft and soothing, and the surroundings seemed very quiet.

There is a little regret in these words, and there is also a scent of sullenness. It is the calmness of the glitz and retreat along the way, which can calm the restlessness of the people.

Li Chenghuan did not continue reading, he found that Lu Yang, Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, and Zhu Rong were all lying on the table half asleep.

Lu Yangzhen turned his hand to his side, although he closed his eyes, he still felt that he was being watched.

The two over there quieted down while biting their cups. Li Chenghuan took a look and stood up, took the robe and covered the four people, and walked to the window to sit on the edge of the window while listening to Xiao Yu, slowly turning over.

He felt like he was holding a heavy weight in his hand, recording the legend of a person's life, and the legend was just the first few lines that attracted him to read it.

He was too serious to see Lu Yang turned his face again, did not move, and squinted at him.

Because it was raining, it was a little late at dawn. Lu Yang and the others were awakened by the little Er who ran in. Li Chenghuan seemed to be reluctant to close the handwriting and walked over.

"What are you calling?" Hu Tiehua twisted her neck, hissing at Xiao Er.

"Something happened... Something happened." Xiao Er seemed to be out of fright. He seemed to be shaking constantly, and his body was wet.

"Don't worry about speaking slowly, what's wrong?" Lu Yang felt that it must not be a good thing.

"Master Iron... is dead"

All of them were taken aback. Lu Yang didn't expect that Tie Ren would die.

auzw.com There is a small temple of the **** of water in the south of the Yangtze River. It is built on the side of the Wuli Canal outside the city and is built on a low mountain. The total area is dozens of acres.

Enshrined here is the Warlord of the Water God, who protects people on both sides of the strait from floods. The incense has always been good.

Several people in Lu Yang were standing in front of the temple gate. The sky was still cloudy, and the rain was not too heavy, but it was not very comfortable. Tie Ren likes to be quiet and usually doesn't stay in an inn. He stayed here on this trip to the south.

In the hall in the middle, Tie Ren leaned on the pillar. He was indeed dead.

Lu Yang squatted down, Tie Ren opened his bright eyes, but the light was gone, and the corpse was completely cold. Lu Yang looked at it with regret.

If this corpse was not Tie Ren, but Tie Ren standing beside him and checking with him, Tie Ren would definitely say that this person had been dead for at least four hours.

The most weird thing is that he was tied to a pillar by his own chain, indicating that the killer not only made him unable to resist, but also deliberately teased him before he died, pushing him towards him with his own chain death.

There is no obvious wound on his body, and the murderer's technique is very clever.

There are two tiny pinholes on Tieren's left chest and neck. The needles on his neck not only penetrated his throat, but also passed through the pillar and nailed it into the incense case five steps away.

And Tie Ren's needle was still there, and a piece of cloth was ordered on it, with a number written on it: two hundred and forty-one.

Tieren could see how this person died after death, and what the scene was when he died, but before he died, did he think that he would be killed? It was like this when he died.

Lu Yang pulled out the thin needle on the incense table. The needle was **** long and short. It was as thin as a cow's hair, but it was very hard. It looked nothing special.

Lu Yang was thinking about how fast this person should be, that this thin needle could kill Tie Ren in the blink of an eye.

"Plus the people in the temple and these two, there are nine in total." Zhu Rong walked back and looked at the two people lying on the side, it seemed that Tie Ren should be following.

They are much more comfortable than the Iron Man, and seem to have lost their lives unknowingly when they fell asleep.

"Nine, plus Su Mansion, it's exactly two hundred and forty-one." Lu Yang looked at the cloth and shook his head. It was more like a game of murder.

"The grandson of Zhao Youcheng!" Hu Tiehua and Li Chenghuan shouted angrily when they came back from the backyard.

"The one who saved him is the grandson, and he is joking about human lives." Zhu Rong regretted not taking Zhao Youcheng to feed the dog, causing nine lives in vain.

Lu Yang thought, and sighed: "Except for the people in the temple who died in the corridor at night, all the others were in the bedroom. There was no trace of resistance. It shows that these people are not his threat. This person will definitely kill the people involved in the matter, no matter how much the relationship is, as long as the innocents are affected, they will not let go. Maybe more people will die later."..

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