Red Heart Survey

The moment Jiang Wang saw the young corpse, he became emotional.

call out!

The sharp breaking wind came suddenly.

With a twist of Jiang Wang's wrist, the sword and sheath were erected behind his back at an impossible opportunity, which just blocked the sharp objects that came from him, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Jiang Wang turned around and drew his sword in one go, and he had already caught a glimpse of a pale finger bone. There was no time to think, the body had instinctively turned around again.

And the bones of the little girl on the bed rose into the air, and the skull opened its mouth, biting Jiang Wang!

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Wang kicked the bone back to its original place. Then the long sword turned a few times, at this moment, like a purple lightning swimming in the dark room, the small skeleton had been cut off in every joint, and fell on the bed as it was, as if it had never moved.

"Jiejiejiejie, little Taoist priest, you seem very angry that I killed this little girl, but her last existence was destroyed by your own hands."

The voice was sharp and piercing, and it was ethereal, and it didn't know where it came from.

This kind of deception that can cover up their tracks is not simple, which shows that the enemies lurking in the dark have long been arranged.

Jiang Wang has not laid the foundation yet, and his five senses have not yet been opened. For the time being, there is no way to break through this blindfold. But he wasn't flustered. According to the knowledge he learned in the Taoist academy, he now has two judgments. One is that the level of the enemy is not too high. Kill him in one shot.

And the second point of judgment from this is that, limited by the strength of the opponent, the level of this blindfold will not be too high. Once the opponent attacks or is attacked, or even moves, it will be automatically broken. The clue that can prove this is that the enemy's first attack before was just manipulating the bones, rather than doing it himself.

"You were the one who killed her, and you were the one who destroyed her bones. Heretics can't shake my heart!"

Jiang Wangren walked with the sword, and in an instant he had swam through the entire small room, and the sword light almost illuminated the room!

Ziqi Donglai Sword, the first method of killing!

At the moment when the room was full of light, all the sword lights were gathered together again, Jiang Wang stretched out his hand as if to hold the ball of sword light, and slashed straight with the sword!

The door that had been closed at some unknown time burst open.

Zhang Linchuan stood outside the door, with a faint thunder in his hand.

"The two corpses outside were manipulated to deceive the corpses just now, and I have already destroyed them. What's the situation on your side?" He asked.

"I was also attacked. I couldn't break through his blindfold. But my sword still hurt him!" Jiang Wang shook the long sword in his hand, and a drop of bright red blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Zhang Linchuan reached out to catch the drop of blood, and the drop of blood hung in his palm, "With this, it will not be difficult to trace the trace of the demon."

There was a hint of approval on his face, "Junior Brother Jiang, you have made a great contribution in this trip."

Jiang Wang looked around, but couldn't see any other bloodstains, "Senior Brother Zhang, the demon may not have escaped yet."

Zhang Linchuan turned his palms to collect the blood beads, closed his eyes and felt for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is no trace."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the corpse aura that filled the entire courtyard dissipated in an instant.

"Let's go." Zhang Linchuan put away the blood beads, "There are no more useful clues here. Give this drop of blood to the vice president. He is proficient in six lines, and he will definitely be able to catch that demon."

The psychological impact this trip brought to Jiang Wang was unprecedented. Although those bandits and robbers were also considered to have done a lot of evil, they were undoubtedly nothing compared to these monsters who frequently tortured and killed the whole family, and even desecrated and manipulated the bones after death.

He saw the cruel and cruel side of the practice world. Extraordinary power may also bring extraordinary cruelty.

Jiang Wang wanted to look back at the little girl's body, but he didn't dare.

At this time, Zhang Linchuan said again: "The people from the Criminal Investigation Department have already checked, but there is no progress. But when we came, we were attacked by monsters. There is something strange about it."

"Brother means..."

"Hmph." Zhang Linchuan sneered twice.

After entering the inner sect, Jiang Wang only wanted to practice, and he was not at all willing to get involved in the struggle between Dong A and Wei Quji. But Zhang Linchuan pointed out this possibility.

Unfortunately, he still has no right to refuse.

"Junior Brother Jiang's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and it's definitely not the simple tricks collected in the Taoist monastery." Zhang Linchuan seemed to sigh with emotion inadvertently.

Jiang Wang replied: "For those of us in the Taoist sect, swordsmanship is a small way after all. Brother's thunder method is amazing."

At this time, the two corpses in the lobby and courtyard were gone, only a layer of burnt ash was scattered on the spot. Jiang Wang could almost imagine the scene, the two corpses had just been manipulated, and before they had time to move, they were blown out by Lei Fa.

"Junior Brother Jiang is too modest. In fact, my Daoist sword is not inferior to others. Unfortunately, our Fenglin City Daoist Academy does not have this kind of method. In the entire Zhuang Kingdom, probably only the National Daoist Academy has it." Zhang Linchuan was not without emotion.

Taoism also has the method of using Tao to sword, which is very fierce, not inferior to ordinary sword cultivators. But it is not the mainstream after all, and the Fenglin City Taoist Academy does not have enough masters to guide this aspect of practice.

At this time, Jiang Wang was actually not in the mood to speak at all, but he couldn't ignore Zhang Linchuan, so he complimented him casually: "With the talent of senior brother, it will be a matter of time before he enters the National Dao Academy."

"Yes, sooner or later." Zhang Linchuan sighed suddenly, stood in the courtyard, looking into the distance, which was the direction of Qichang Mountains. "But morning and night are different things after all. I often feel that there is a knife stabbing me behind me, and every moment is urgent."

Such an aristocratic young man with great strength and talent, who is very clean and happy, the anxiety and worry in his voice is actually true.

Jiang Wang was silent. Why doesn't he want to become stronger faster, faster, to go where he should have been long ago.

Every moment is pressing.

"Crossing over that mountain range is the Yong Kingdom." Zhang Linchuan said, "If the demon escapes into the territory of the Yong Kingdom, we won't be able to catch him again."

Of course Jiang Wang knew why he said that.

It has been more than 300 years since the founding of the Zhuang Kingdom. At that time, the founder of the country, Zhuang Chengqian, was originally a general of the Yong Kingdom. He led troops to conquer thousands of miles of land. After that, they merged vertically and horizontally, established Taoism as the state religion, and took advantage of the trend to embrace the thigh of Jingguo, a powerful country in the world that also belongs to the Taoism. Only then did they gain a firm foothold and pass it on to this day.

But also because of this period of history, Zhuang and Yong have always been at odds.

Zhuangguo's bandits and enemies may have been welcomed in Yongguo.

Jiang Wang didn't say anything about it, but silently followed Zhang Linchuan out of the courtyard.

Tang Dun, who was guarding the door, immediately greeted him, his eyes full of anticipation: "How is it? Has the demon been eliminated?"

He had just heard movement outside the courtyard and knew that there was a battle inside.

"There are already clues." Jiang Wang said, he turned to look at Zhang Linchuan, "Can you lend me some money, brother?"

Zhang Linchuan didn't ask why, and casually threw a money bag over.

Jiang Wang weighed it slightly, and took out the smallest piece of silver from it—he wanted to take some knife money, but Zhang Linchuan only had gold and silver in his pocket.

Jiang Wang handed the broken silver to Tang Dun, a police officer in the town: "There is a little girl's skeleton inside, please use this silver to buy a coffin and bury her. There are two groups of ashes in the yard, which belong to her parents. Let's bury it in one place."

Tang Dun's rough face was very sad, but he pushed Jiang Wang's hand away resolutely, "I will deal with the funeral for them, and I can't take your money."

"Take it." Jiang Wang forcefully put the broken silver in his hand, "Just treat it as me asking for peace of mind."

The police uniform on Tang Dun's body has traces of mending, which shows that his family background is not very good, and being assigned to receive him and Zhang Linchuan, who are not seen well, shows that he is also a marginalized figure in the government.

He couldn't break free, so he had to firmly grasp Jiang Wang's hand, "Thank you for Niuer!"

It turned out that her name was Niu'er.

The canvas hanging on the wall seemed to appear in front of my eyes again. She was immature and wanted to keep a spring. But her life didn't blossom again.

Niuer, Niuer.

Jiang Wang recited the name silently several times in his heart, as if he had attached some kind of responsibility to his heart.