Starting from Hehuan Sect, the lifeblood is controlled by the elder sister

Lin Fengmian walked to the nearest stone platform and lifted up the white cloth. What came into view was a hideous-looking, rotting corpse.

His expression did not change. He was used to seeing corpses in the Hehuan Sect. He had seen corpses more ferocious than this, but the smell was indeed a bit overwhelming.

Although there were ice cubes, since it was July, the corpse still smelled extremely bad.

He looked carefully at the corpses one by one and found that these corpses were of both men and women, old and young, but they had one common characteristic.

There were bite marks on the neck of the corpse. Although most of the blood was sucked, it did not dry up, so it rotted.

At this time Wen Qinlin and Zhao Yazi also came in and watched him carefully inspecting the corpses.

Zhao Yazi glanced at him in surprise. She didn't expect that this guy could look at these corpses without changing his expression.

What did this guy do during the three years he was away?

Lin Fengmian glanced at Wen Qinlin and said, "Brother Wen, can you find anything?"

"There is demonic energy on these corpses, but it's very light. The bite marks don't look like those from a fox demon." Wen Qinlin frowned.

Lin Fengmian also nodded in agreement: "I also think these bite marks don't look like bites from monsters. They are too shallow. These fangs look like they have just grown out."

"It's what the demon cultivator did!"

A hoarse voice came, but it was the old man next to Qin Haoxuan who came in at some time.

Wen Qinlin frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, are you sure?"

The old man nodded and said: "That's right. This bite mark was left by a demon cultivator. If you are a demon clan, you won't look down on these mortals."

"This person must have been cultivating demons for a short time. He couldn't control his murderous intention, so he killed a mortal."

He opened the corpse at the beginning and said without changing his expression: "Look at the person he killed at the beginning. They all had scars. He should have been panicked. There was vomit on this person."

Lin Fengmian was confused when he heard this and frowned: "What is a demon cultivator?"

Wen Qinlin explained: "It is a human being who swallows the inner elixir of the demon clan, practices the demon clan's skills, and becomes neither human nor demon."

Lin Fengmian suddenly understood, looked at the old man and asked, "I wonder if senior can find that demon cultivator?"

The old man shook his head helplessly and said: "This demon cultivator has obviously been able to control his desire to kill and has hidden it. It would be easier to find it if there are relevant magic weapons."

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He also walked to the first few corpses and looked at them carefully.

After all, the demon cultivator left the most traces on these corpses. He suddenly found an abnormal red spot on the right face of one of the corpses.

He touched it and found that it was a layer of pink grease. He put it to his nose and smelled it. It actually had a scent.

This aroma is very familiar, but I can’t think of where I’ve smelled it before.

Lin Fengmian lay down and smelled the heads of several corpses, and found a special aroma mixed with the corpse odor.

Zhao Yazi's face changed slightly when she saw this, and she cursed: "Lin Fengmian, are you disgusting? You can smell dead bodies!"

Lin Fengmian was speechless and was about to ask Wen Qinlin for help. Who knew that she couldn't stand it as soon as she got close to her, so he had to give up.

Due to the overwhelming stench inside, several people came out without staying too long.

Outside, Qin Haoxuan's face was still a little pale, and the ungrateful smile was no longer visible on his face.

Lin Fengmian washed his hands with a ladle of water from the water tank next to him, and said with a smile on his face: "Why is Mr. Qin so seriously ill?"

Qin Haoxuan said feebly: "My master is just ill..."

Lin Fengmian laughed and said, "Is Mr. Qin having his period?"

"you!"

Qin Haoxuan wished he could beat him. Seeing the disdainful looks in his eyes, he felt so angry that his chest hurt and he walked away.

Mr. Xie and others followed, and the loser next to him asked: "Sir, what should we do? Are we going to investigate the case?"

"We have a demon detection stone on hand. We will definitely find the demon cultivator faster than Lin Fengmian. Then the young master will be able to let out a bad breath."

Qin Haoxuan slapped him on the head and said angrily: "Check, check your head, is this your home?"

The bitch was a little dazed after being beaten, but he still smiled and said, "No, no, no!"

Qin Hao

"You go and find someone to set the pace. Just say that Lin Fengmian got angry and ran away from Master Huang Long, which led to the murder. I'll see how he ends up."

The bitch's eyes lit up and he quickly praised, "What a wonderful move, Master!"

Qin Haoxuan smiled and said: "If you let people watch Lin Fengmian's every move again, report to me in time."

"Also, we have a demon-detecting stone in hand. Don't reveal it, otherwise...!"

The dog-legged man nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Master."

Mr. Xie saw Qin Haoxuan's actions, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

This guy looks smart, but in fact he is a petty person and can hardly achieve great things.

Qin Haoxuan was angry, and Lin Fengmian couldn't find any clues except the special fragrance.

He searched for witnesses of the corpses in the city to see if he could find any clues.

Zhao Yazi led a few people around the city with an unkind expression, making many sarcastic comments on the way.

Several people asked all the way but got nothing. They happened to pass by Song Youwei's stall selling tofu.

Song Youwei was busy alone at the moment. She didn't see Mrs. Zhu next to her, and she didn't know where she went.

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "Brother Wen, take a rest and I'll treat you to tofu."

He led Wen Qinlin and others over, smiled and approached Song Youwei and said, "Sister Youwei, why haven't you seen Aunt Zhu?"

Song Youwei rolled her eyes at him unhappily and said, "It's you who made my mother sick. She's recuperating at home."

Lin Fengmian touched his nose awkwardly and said, "It's none of my business, right? I didn't say anything."

Song Youwei didn't say anything more, and turned to look at him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to take advantage of you."

Lin Fengmian took out a piece of silver and said with a smile, "Sister Youwei, give each of us a bowl of tofu."

Song Youwei took the silver and smiled, and turned to fill a bowl of tofu for each of the four people.

Lin Fengmian looked at the amazing arc of her bending, and couldn't help but secretly admired that she was really a plump beauty.

Just as he was secretly admiring the beauty, Wen Qinlin's voice rang in his ears.

"Brother Lin, there is a demonic aura on this woman. Although it is very faint, it is indeed there."

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered the fragrance he smelled. Could it be the fragrance of a woman?

Song Youwei turned around and brought a bowl of tofu pudding to each of them on a tray.

Lin Fengmian took a bite of the tofu, looked at Song Youwei and praised: "It's still the same taste, white and tender, and big enough!"

Song Youwei blushed, glared at him and said: "Stop talking nonsense, what does big enough mean?"

"Of course it means the right amount! What else?" Lin Fengmian said seriously.