Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Cheng Ling finished the bet with Xiao Man, and then quietly left Shi's house.

Now that it is confirmed that Mu Sanniang and others are safe, there is no need for her to stay in Shi's house any longer.

It's better to go back to Cheng's house, in case there are any changes over there.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Cheng Ling returned to Cheng's house, and then an unexpected turn of events really happened.

Cheng Ling, who returned to the back door of Cheng's house, found that the killer's body that had fallen by the door had disappeared!

The door was empty, if there was not a pool of blood on the ground, Cheng Ling would have suspected that the experience just now was a dream.

The body is gone, so what about Wu Yun?

Cheng Ling looked up, and saw Wu Yun was still sitting on the wall near the door, holding the eaves of the door with one hand, looking at Cheng Ling tremblingly.

"Master, master!" Wu Yun shouted tremblingly.

Seeing his pale lips, sluggish eyes, Cheng Ling seemed to be greatly frightened, and immediately jumped onto the wall. She took Wu Yun by the collar, brought him down and put him on the ground.

Wu Yun's legs and feet were weak, if Cheng Ling hadn't helped him quickly, he would have collapsed to the ground immediately.

Cheng Ling frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yun tremblingly said: "Master, I, I...disciple, I just saw the bull's head and horse face!"

What?

Cheng Ling suddenly realized that the killer's body on the ground disappeared, and Wu Yun claimed that he saw a bull's head and a horse's face, which must be related.

"You must have read it wrong." Cheng Ling spoke in a steady voice, "Where in this world do you get a bull's head and a horse's face? Don't talk about ghosts and gods."

This negation is effective, Wu Yun suddenly became excited, and the stagnation just dissipated immediately, he subconsciously refuted Cheng Ling loudly: "No, master! I really saw it with my own eyes just now. Not long after you left, a bull head Someone suddenly appeared at the end of the alley..."

Wu Yun stretched out his hands and gestured: "He, he is so tall! He is a head taller than the disciple, and he is dragging a huge iron chain. Walking, boom, boom, boom! There is an echo! That voice My disciples can't describe it, but ordinary people certainly can't make such a sound when walking."

"He tied up the corpse on the ground with an iron chain, and swung it to his shoulders, so light and light, the corpse seemed to lose weight."

"This must be bull-headed horse noodles!" Wu Yun said with a trembling voice, "If it weren't for bull-headed horse noodles, how could anyone in the world be able to do this?"

He was already stubborn, and his whole body was plunged into a kind of inextricable terror.

After his description, Cheng Ling also seemed to have a picture of ghosts and gods walking at night, collecting dead bodies.

This scene is full of gloomy, mysterious and strange. In such a late night, seeing such a scene with his own eyes, Wu Yun is just an ordinary street boy with little knowledge, how can he not be confused by such a scene?

Not to mention Wu Yun, in fact, listening to Wu Yun's description, Cheng Ling felt a kind of chilling fear for a moment.

Of course, she quickly got rid of this fear and deduced something about it: Could the so-called Niu Tou corpse be actually a method of Tingyu Xiaoge? This organization is too mysterious, Cheng Ling is not sure how deep the water inside is.

Cheng Ling just fumbled around the satchel at his waist suddenly, and found a piece of climbing rope.

When the rope came into her hands, she shook her hand suddenly, and the climbing rope charged like a spirit snake, instantly entangling Wu Yun completely.

Wu Yun exclaimed: "Master!"

Cheng Ling tied Wu Yun with a rope, lifted him lightly, swung him over his shoulder, and led him into the back door of Cheng's residence.

After entering the door, Cheng Ling threw Wu Yun to the ground again. Wu Yun rolled and fell to the ground with an "Ouch", and quickly turned over and got up again.

Cheng Ling said: "In my hands, you have no weight. How? Now do you still think that no one in this world can do this?"

Wu Yun: ...

He was a little embarrassed, and he was speechless for a moment to answer, but the eyes he looked at Cheng Ling became more and more respectful, and there was a yearning in the reverence.

Yes, what is it to carry a corpse lightly? Why is it out of human reach?

Isn't the master carrying him lightly?

Wu Yun was convinced, and the movements of getting up were more agile.

When the sky appeared dim, diligent Wu Yungang cleaned up the blood stains by the back door. Cheng Ling has changed his mind and decided not to report to the police anymore, so there is no need for this "murder scene" to be protected anymore.

After Wu Yun cleaned up the ground and returned to Wu's house, Cheng Ling went back to his room, lit the candle, and took out the "Assassin's Diary" collected earlier.

Cheng Ling is now very curious about this killer diary, the truth behind Fengfeng Xiaoge, I don't know if this diary can answer it?

Opening the diary, Cheng Ling found that each page was very crude, often just a few short sentences.

"The first person I killed was my companion. It doesn't feel like killing people. Anyway, I'm going to die sooner or later."

This is the first entry in the diary.

But Cheng Ling got a very precious piece of information at the end of the diary: Mingtai nine years.

Mingtai is the year name of Wei State!

Could it be that the killer who died was from the state of Wei?

Or is it that the mysterious Wind and Rain Pavilion came from the Kingdom of Wei?

The ninth year of Mingtai corresponds to the seventh year of Jiande, and now it happens to be the eleventh year of Jiande.

Cheng Ling continued to read, and the second diary was recorded like this:

"They say that you don't need to care about weapons when you kill people. Hidden weapons are more important than my knives. But I still prefer to use knives. I don't want to hear what they say."

The year recorded later is the tenth year of Mingtai.

Turn again, the third diary:

"The person killed today is known as the number one talent in Jiangdong, but he was also killed by me, that's all."

Jiangdong refers to the lower reaches of Shenchuan, east of Linjiang, which belongs to the territory of Qi State.

This killer who used the name of the year of the state of Wei killed another person from the state of Qi.

The fourth diary entry: "Killing people has no taste, but killing people with a knife does. I killed five of those on the list of outstanding people from the bottom to the top."

The inscription is the eleventh year of Mingtai.

The fifth diary: "There seems to be a problem with the ranking above. Why do I have to kill the Qi people?"

The inscription is still the eleventh year of Mingtai.

And Cheng Ling felt a deeper chill from this passage.

The sixth diary: "Today, I have killed ten people, and there is nothing to choose from the list of outstanding people."

Signed, Mingtai twelve years.

The seventh diary: "I decided to kill Yu Xiuluo today. I heard that he killed King Linhai. He was so powerful. Maybe today is my death day. Will the bull head and horse face come to collect my body?"

Seeing this, Cheng Ling flicked through the diary slightly, feeling a kind of speechless absurdity.

After a while, she continued to turn backwards again. And behind, no more.

The seventh diary is the last diary of this killer. He foresaw his own death, and he was indeed killed by Cheng Ling.

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Sorry guys. During this period of time, the author Zha was too busy, not to mention all kinds of trivial matters in life, but also packed and moved thousands of miles away. The whole person was almost tired and stupid, covering his face. Today I can only update once again. After a few days of work, I will settle down and make up for everyone. Thank you for your support, bow~