The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

The Demon Blood Double Wolf chatted with Zhang Hao and Reginod, exchanging some opinions on the disaster of this massacre. After a short while, the second princess Irene checked back and she affectionately took the fat man’s arm. Invitingly smiled and said: "My dear, I have some new discoveries, how do you plan to reward me?"

Fatty Demon Wolf squeezed Irene’s little nose affectionately: "When this mission is over, I will take you on a trip. How about the two of us?"

"Really?" Irene leaned happily in front of the big chest of the Demon Wolf, dreaming expectantly: "At that time, we will go to the most beautiful Moonlight Silver Fall Mountain Range, and you will help me pick the most beautiful ones. ......"

Seeing the couple, regardless of the occasion, if no one else was talking about love, Regino de, as a subordinate, turned around consciously and pretended not to hear anything, but with a look of embarrassment, helplessness and surprise on his face, faintly There was also a bit of disdain, and his expression was extremely wonderful; Zhang Hao knew that the two people were affectionate, but there was nothing to express, but he also looked aside wisely, only Jinte jumped out, and said in distress and dissatisfaction: "You two , Be more restrained, there has also been a tragedy here, if you are too sticky, you will disrespect the dead here."

The devil wolf was quite embarrassed. The couple had already become accustomed to it. They glanced at the dead body in the square and smiled guiltily. Irene also stepped back two steps intriguingly, left the devil wolf’s embrace, and took him captive. I took the blond hair from my ears to conceal my embarrassment, and then opened his lips and said, "These townspeople have indeed been drawn from their souls, but the dark magic remaining in the town is just an appearance. I can't confirm that the magic has extracted the soul, judging from the type, it should be the spirit magic of the natural type."

"Nature-based spiritual magic?" Blood Wolf Jinte frowned upon hearing the words: "Hey, Irene, have you made a mistake, natural-based spiritual magic! You mean this disaster is a ghost of the elves? .This is impossible."

"Zint, although you are also proficient in some magic. But in terms of magic theory, I am definitely not good at it." Irene snorted, and said: "I am only responsible for finding out what magic is extracting their souls, as for the conspiracy in it. I'm too lazy to think about the trick, so I'll let you and Sa deal with it."

Sam the Demon Wolf was a little funny when he heard the words, but he was a lot more happy. Irene is the second princess of Torres. In terms of tactics and scheming, it is naturally not worse than others, and the king was allowed to agree to marry Irene to Sam Shen. The local aspects were all planned by Irene, and her methods can be known from this. However, after becoming Samshen's wife, Irene suppressed all this. Being a little woman happily, Sam came forward and made suggestions for his husband only when he encountered extremely difficult things.

Such a virtuous woman, Sam naturally loves her to the bone.

Blood Wolf Zint naturally also knew Irene's character, and he shook his head helplessly. Turning his eyes to the magic wolf and asked: "I'm not good at these brainy things, man, what do you think."

Demon Wolf didn't answer directly, but looked at Zhang Hao and Reginold, his gaze shifted between the two of them. After several times, he asked: "What about you two, what do you think?"

"I'm a subordinate. I only need to follow the orders of the two adults and the princess." Reginoud's tone seemed to have some dissatisfaction: "I have never thought about extra things."

The eyebrows of the magic wolf stretched out. Listen to these two sentences. He understood Reginald's character and laughed. He stared at Zhang Hao and asked, "So, what about your Excellency?"

"Me?" Zhang Hao shrugged, "I'm just a mercenary soldier. I am rude and uneducated. What can I do? Just like your Excellency Reginald, listen to the instructions of the three."

The eyebrows of the demon wolf wrinkled. From the beginning, he felt that he could not see through this person, a typical soldier mercenary image, rough appearance, no manners in the words, but there was a kind of relationship in his eyes. The gentleness of his own image does not match, and every move seems to have some kind of characteristic that makes people want to get close to him.

"The spirit magic of the elves can also be learned by humans, although it is more difficult." The magic wolf thought for a while and said his own opinion: "I think this is the murderer's intention to put the blame on it, using dark magic to do it. Covering up the surface, and then leading us to suspect the elves. Of course, the current lack of intelligence is only a temporary analysis. Everything will not be finalized until noon, when the follow-up investigation team arrives."

Zint asked, "So, what should we do now?"

"You don't need to do anything, just stay here to guard the corpse." The magic wolf smiled and said: "Actually, there is no need to guard at all. The prisoners are not stupid. They will not come back, and there is no reason to come back. That's it, I I want to talk to Irene about something nearby, so I'm here to ask you."

"I have something to talk about nearby." Everyone knows that the two of them plan to go nearby to continue their love story. Zhang Hao and Reginald didn’t want to break it. Zint made a very nasty thing to his old buddy. Gesture. The magic wolf laughed a few times, put his arms around his wife's slender waist, and slowly walked out of the town.

Reginald was indeed a dedicated soldier. He led a small group of border guards and patrolled the town seriously. Zhang Hao had nothing to do, walked to the small stream next to the town, and sat down. The creek is clear to the bottom, the water weeds are clearly visible as the water sways, and there are many strange-shaped fish slowly swimming in the water.

In the morning, the sun was warm and comfortable, smelling the new smell of water plants in the air, Zhang Hao grabbed a pile of stones and gently threw them into the stream. A certain three-finger-wide bluefish was hit by these small stones time and time again. No matter where it was hidden, it couldn’t escape. Although Zhang Hao deliberately kept his strength, it won’t cause any harm to it. The fish began to panic and scurry around. It's just that its intelligence is limited. It hides in a small area, and it hasn't escaped Zhang Hao's ‘attack range’ at all.

In the end it really has no way. Drilling vigorously into the silt muddyed the surrounding streams. Zhang Hao smirked a few times like a child, let go of the blue fish, peeked around, and started looking for the next target.

After playing like this for a while, footsteps heard behind him, and Zhang Hao's strength in holding the stone slightly changed. Shizi's quasi-head immediately deteriorated, and the spirituality that he had had the ‘tracking ability’ just now disappeared.

Here comes another guy who is panicking. Blood Wolf Zint. He stretched his hand into the aristocratic robe, and there was no aristocratic image tickling his belly on the ground. Walking to the back of Zhang Haodi, smiling slightly, watching with interest the soldier in front of him playing the game of throwing stones into the stream.

"Your Excellency Jinte, what's the matter?" Zhang Hao threw a stone into the water, scared a little fish to swim around: "Isn't it the one who made a special trip to see me play?"

"There is nothing to do anyway." Jinte smiled familiarly and kicked the stone beside Zhang Hao with one foot. He walked over and sat down, turned his head and said with a smile: "I always feel that your Excellency seems to have seen it there, so come to verify."

Zhang Hao threw another stone and said calmly: "I didn't say it before. We may have met somewhere before, so you have this feeling."

"I don't think so." Zint smiled: "My instinct tells me that you are definitely someone I know, and it will never be as simple as a face-to-face."

call! Zhang Hao sighed. Throwing the finger with a little force, the stone was thrown into the stream, causing a small wave of waves, and then said: "It's really a troublesome guy, holding on to a trivial matter, that's your problem. But with me It has nothing to do. If there is nothing else, please leave. A refreshing morning, the atmosphere has been ruined by you."

"Trouble?" Jinte looked at Zhang Hao weirdly: "I'm a nobleman, you actually said trouble to me?"

"Ah, what's the matter then?" Zhang Hao turned his head and asked, "Could it be, you want me to give a civilian salute first, and then only scream for the noble master?"

"Ah, this tone. This attitude!" Zint scratched his hair frantically: "Such a unique person. Why can't I remember? It's incredible."

Zhang Hao is afraid of revealing his identity. Unwilling to have too much contact with the blood wolf Jinte, he threw the stone in his hand clean, stood up, patted the dust behind him, and said: "Since your Excellency likes this place, then I will leave."

He lightly nodded his head and said hello, Zhang Hao picked up his epee and left on his own. Jinte didn't care. He was still holding his head, racking his brains to remember. Have you seen this person there?

On the opposite side of the town, Zhang Hao found a piece of green grass and lay down, closed his eyes, and lazily basked in the warm sun. Apart from the sound of birds, the sound of the surrounding grass blowing through the grass, don't mention how comfortable it is. He was even a little unwilling to wake up until he was awakened by a loud noise.

I opened my eyes and looked at the sun above my head. It was noon at this time, and the noise came from the town.

Back in the town, Zhang Hao saw more than a dozen people on the square. Looking at the costumes, there were thieves, wizards, priests, archer rangers, and a Templar wearing a gorgeous white helmet.

The lineup of this investigation team is really not generally strong. However, it can also be seen from this that the official attitude of the Torres neutral country on this matter.

Blood Wolf Zint had already returned to the square at this time, looking at the excitement with a beaming eyebrow, and the magic wolf Samshen was arguing with the Templar knight in it, and his expression was very excited.

Zhang Hao walked over and heard the magic wolf Sam proudly saying: "You don't need to believe it, but this time the king designated the captain and vice captains to be me and Zint. Even if you have any dissatisfaction, you have to suppress it and obey me. command."

"Samshen, you are still so annoying." Standing in the support group, the Templar said gently: "We just told a fact, and little Irene's judgment is not very likely. I don't I don't think there will be soul extraction magic in the Nature Department, and the pride and kindness of the elves. As everyone knows, they will not do such things, and there is no reason to commit cruel crimes."

"This is pure nonsense!" The demon wolf snorted heavily, blinking in the eyes of the little mung bean: "The elves don't do this kind of thing, wouldn't humans do it?"

"It's impossible. Nature is spiritual magic, humans are not good at learning." The Templar's handsome face showed a bit of color: "Old friend Sam, there is a fundamental difference between humans and elves. Elves are magical, humans .........Hehe, you should understand too."

"You still like to talk so much." Sam put on an expression of disdain: "You went to the sacred country of Udokkar and came back after learning this stuff?"

There was no change in the Templar's expression. He just smiled and said, "Sam is fat, what do you mean?"

"I said you are stupid." Sam snorted deeply, "Demons can learn light magic. What's so strange for humans to learn natural magic? Is it all clear water in your head that you haven't grown for so many years? ."

This is the biggest grievance in the hearts of enthusiastic light believers. They believe in the Thai God of Light and believe that the God of Light is the most powerful and noble mansion in the world. At the same time, they also believe that the light magic is the most noble magic in the world. Only the believers of the light can master it. More than a thousand years ago, the believers of the light were so proud that their noses turned to heaven and earth. Occasionally, believers in other divine residences could also use light magic, and they classified it as the gift of the light god. care.

However, more than five hundred years ago. The progress of the demons suddenly disrupted their self-confidence. In that human-devil battle, almost all the senior leaders of the demons could use light magic, and the level of magic was not low. Since then, every The second battle between humans and demons. There are a large number of high-level demons who can use light magic. Since then, the arrogance of the believers in the light has slowly declined.

The Templar was choked by Sam Shen's words. The investigation team around him laughed. The thief among them also laughed: "Leader, you have lost again."

"Shut up, go to work, it's nothing to stay here." The Templar cursed in a serious, pretentious manner.

"Leader, then who should we listen to." The thief continued to ask.

"You will listen to his orders for the time being these days." The Templar murmured twice. walked away. A dozen people from the investigation team burst into laughter and dispersed. Investigate in the square and nearby.

The pretty girl priest looked at the crowd, and finally chased the Templar knight.

"What happened just now?" Zhang Hao walked to Jinte and asked.

Zint chuckled twice and said: "The old show, then the Templar is called Hepra. It is our old friend. It turns out that the three of us are buddies. Later, because of Irene's relationship, the two of us Become a love rival, he always feels that it is a waste of Irene to marry Sam Shen, so every time he ran into him, he would argue with each other. There is no reason, any small things can be a reason, but he always loses. More wins less."

"So, what about the princess?" Zhang Hao looked around, but didn't find Irene.

Zint said with a smile: "The two men are jealous when they are fighting for the wind. As a party, of course it is not good for her to stay here. She should be resting outside the town."

Sam saw Zhang Hao deeply, and he leaned over and smiled: "Although that guy is a bit mean, he is still a very good guy. I will introduce you to you later when I am free."

"Whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you know each other or not, anyway, I'm just a passerby." Zhang Hao looked around, "Is there anything I can do to help? If so, just talk about it."

Sam smiled deeply and said: "I'll leave it to them about the investigation. They are better at this kind of task. We just need to stay aside and take a good rest."

Zhang Hao nodded, thought for a while, and said: "If this is the case, then I will go back to the Fragrant Forest first."

"Why?" Sam was very curious.

Thinking of Xia Li, Zhang Hao said sadly: "I have a friend, she is a townsman here, and you should also understand that this kind of thing happened is too cruel for a girl, so I will come and take a look on her behalf. Situation, alas! I plan to go back and see how she is."

The Gorefiend and the wolves looked at each other, Zint scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Well, I can understand the girl's pain, but, sir, you can't go back now."

"Oh, why is this?"

Zint pointed to the outside and said: "After the follow-up investigation team came, they also brought more than 300 soldiers and guards, and they blocked the intersection outside the town. Within these two or three days, there was no clue about the matter. Before, no one could leave."

"I understand, confidentiality measures." Zhang Hao smiled lightly: "In this case, let's continue to listen to your instructions for the time being, then the food and lodging issues will be left to you these few days."

"Command?" Demon Wolf shook his head and said, "No, no, your statement is wrong. It should be cooperation, cooperation."

Although the magic wolf Sam Shen looks bad. But she is very good at being a human being, and she is also quite generous. It is not a strange thing that Princess Irene is in love with him. Rather, it is the princess who is very discerning.

Right now the three of them chatted casually, not long. Irene also walked back from outside the town. The magic wolf and the blood wolf are actually not very good at this kind of post-investigation. The reason why the king sent them down is nothing more than to cultivate the two and strengthen their command, dispatch and decision-making abilities. The battle between humans and monsters is approaching, and all countries need a group. Young and promising commanders come to hold up the overall situation.

Towards the end of the night, the investigative team gathered together again. After some exchanges, a report was handed over to the hands of Demon Wolf. Their abilities are much more powerful than Irene. Not only did they investigate the dark magic fluctuations remaining on the surface due to the black mist sleep technique, but they also investigated the name of the magic that sucked the soul of the dead, and the spirit was sublimated.

Spiritual sublimation is an extremely good spell of elven illusionists. It is a self-harm magic that transforms the soul into magical power. A little bit of soul fragments can be transformed into the magic power of petting the earth, at the cost of shortened lifespan. Before the critical moment, the illusionist will never use this kind of magic. This kind of magic can also be cast on others, forcibly transforming their souls into their own magic.

The proud elven illusionists have never done this before, even if they fight against the demons, when they encounter danger, they will transform their own soul fragments.

"Spirit sublimation?" Holding the report, the magic wolf said strangely: "This can explain why they killed the townsfolk. At the moment of death, their souls are very weak. Even people who are new to soul sublimation magic. Easily transform the soul into a lot of magic power, but. Why do they want to drain the blood of the dead?"

The Templar Hepra stood aside and said: "The souls of these townspeople can generate magic power comparable to that of a wizard after being transformed. As for blood, it is generally used in summoning rituals, so I Guess whether some evil magician is experimenting with some dangerous dark summoning ritual magic."

"It's possible." Sam Shen continued to look at the report in his hand, and after a while he continued to ask: "The deceased was killed by a sharp dagger? Can you find out that type of dagger?"

"It's impossible." The thieves in the crowd opened their big dry mouths and smiled proudly: "There are many types of daggers. It is very difficult to investigate the general types of weapons, let alone the types. Any thieves can do it. Not that."

Demon Wolf glanced at the thief approvingly. Indeed, in this world, only thieves can learn weapon trauma theory. Knowing the type of murder weapon will narrow the scope of investigation.

"In that case, these murderers should be proficient in thieves' assassination techniques." The magic wolf patted the report: "This is troublesome. The thieves' anti-tracking and anti-investigation capabilities are a headache."

Everyone showed bitterness. If it was really done by an evil group of magic thieves, then it would be difficult to tell the truth about this disaster.

Zhang Hao frowned, and he stopped talking. Princess Irene noticed this tiny expression. She suddenly asked, "This, Lord Kiga, you seem to have something to say?"

"Yeah." Zhang Hao nodded, and said for a while, "I happened to study weapon trauma a little bit. The wounds of the dead of the townsfolk were not caused by the short sword, but a kind of weaker weapon. Its blade and blade thickness should be about the same as the thickness of a hair!"

Everyone was stunned, and the expressions of Demon Wolf and Sam Shen were even more surprised.

"It's impossible." The thieves yelled from the crowd standing: "Let's not say that this weapon can't exist. The wounds of the dead are all turned out. If it is what you said, their wounds should be a blood stain. That's right, not flesh and blood turned out."

Zhang Hao knew that he would definitely offend him after saying this, but it was related to the innocent townsfolk who were killed, and he could not tolerate the slightest idea of ​​hiding himself. He shook his head and continued: "The flesh-and-flesh eversion is caused by being sucked blood. If the dagger is cut on the throat. Such a deep wound, the surface width should be larger. If you look closely, you will find , The wound itself is very small, and the flesh that has turned out is more or less stuck on the surface of the wound."

The thief paled. Without saying anything, he rushed to the square. While the sun did not go down, he lifted the white cloth on the corpse and observed it again. After looking at a few corpses, he walked back dejectedly, and walked back with his head down, afraid to look at the crowd. He said: "He, he is right."

Everyone turned their eyes back to Zhang Hao, with surprises and doubts.

Hepra asked the magic wolf: "Old friend, who is this?"

"I don't know this lord very well either." Sam said with a deep smile: "Your Excellency Kiga is a friend brought by Reginald. He will introduce him. It should be more detailed."

"Actually, Lord Kiga and I are not very familiar, just met two or three sides." Under the stunned expressions of everyone. Reginald looked very embarrassed: "Your Excellency Kiga has special talents. He is a warrior who has no grudge but can still be promoted to the Divine Star War God. His strength is much stronger than mine."

This is impossible! All mercenaries know that vindictiveness is a symbol of warriors, a fighter who possesses vindictiveness. The strength can be greatly improved, but a fighter without fighting spirit cannot be promoted to a high-level fighter, and a fighter without fighting spirit will never be equal to a fighter who has learned fighting spirit.

Therefore, everyone took Reginald's words as a kind of humility, and Zhang Hao became in everyone's eyes, a man with weird skills but no vindictiveness, relying on going through the back door to become the star war god. The weak among the soldiers.

Everyone's eyes became very strange. Zhang Hao can see clearly, but he is still calm. He has no thoughts of arguing.

Seeing that the atmosphere became embarrassing, the magic wolf grunted twice and asked, "Then, Lord Kiga, do you know anyone who would use such a partial weapon?"

Zhang Hao shook his head: "I don't know, I can only identify the type of weapon."

"Really?" The magic wolf flicked the report in his hand, thought for a while, and said: "This news is enough. Reginald, are there any strange people entering or passing through Ava these days? Long Town?"

"No!" Reginald said affirmatively: "I know almost everyone in the town. Most of the merchants passing by are regulars on this trade road. In the past few days, strangers come occasionally and they are also serious merchants. I have checked them all."

Sam looked at the people deeply and said: "Stay here, it seems that nothing can be found. I will rest on the spot tonight. Tomorrow, Hepra will take your team and lead two hundred people along. Search west of the forest to see if you can find some valuable clues. The rest of the guards followed us and searched east."

"By the way, I almost forgot." Zhang Hao remembered something, clapped his hands, and said: "Two days ago, I saw an elven jungle guardian came to the outskirts of the forest and then disappeared. I suspect They have an indirect connection with this matter, and maybe their purpose is the same as ours."

The jungle guardian of the elves! Most of the people frowned. The strength of a team of jungle guards in the forest was enough to destroy an elite infantry team of more than six hundred people unscathed.

"It seems that we must report to the king so that he can send more troops and generals." Zint made a dumbfounded expression: "Whether this team of guardians from the forest is an enemy or a friend."

The Templar looked at Zhang Hao, apologizing, and asked Sam deeply, "Although it is very rude to ask, I still have to confirm, Sa, is this your Excellency worthy of our trust?"

Sam Shen did not speak, but Zint stood up first: "Old friend, don't worry, Your Excellency Kiga is definitely a credible person."

Hepra looked at Zinte and asked in confusion, "Zinte, you are so sure, what's the reason?"

"Intuition, my intuition!" Jinxing pointed to his head, shrugged and smiled gracefully.

"Since Zint has said so. I have no other opinion." Sam walked over and patted Zint on the shoulder.

"You guys, it seems a little messy!" Hepra fixed his eyes on the two of them, with a straight face, and the atmosphere in the field was a bit heavy. The girl priest held the clothes on her chest with her right hand, and looked worriedly at the temple next to her. knight. After a while, Hepra also smiled: "In this case. Then I have no opinion."

Irene smiled, she knew it would end like this a long time ago.

"Leader, this is too trifling." The thief in the crowd muttered: "How can you just rely on a single instinct..."

The young priest pouted and looked at the thief with dissatisfaction. The latter raised his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, I have no objection, it's all right."

"In that case." Sam looked at the sky deeply. Said: "I will rest on the spot tonight, tomorrow morning. Others act according to my instructions just now. Reginald will lead your team back to Avalon City, continue to block the news, monitor the passing merchants and tourists, and move here. Report the situation and request the king to send more troops."

The crowd dispersed. Zhang Hao was assigned to a temporary tent alone, because Zhang Hao and everyone did not believe that Sam, the magic wolf, had a special relationship with him in order to take care of him.

In the eyes of people in this world, the corpse is a filthy thing, so the place where everyone camps is far away from the square in the center of the town, and only a few guards are arranged to guard the square.

After a simple dinner, Zhang Hao stayed in the tent to practice exercises. Lasting until midnight, midnight is the most critical moment of the yin and yang vitality alternation, and it is also the best time to practice qigong. As long as there is no special situation, no martial arts person will give up practicing internal gong at this moment.

In Zhang Hao's mind, he meditated on his inner strength, his body was hungry. He absorbed the vitality in the surrounding air and transformed it into his own internal strength. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound, a bit like the sound he heard when eating kebabs on the earth. These sounds seemed to be It came from the center of the square, because the distance was so long, the voice was small. If you don’t carry internal power. I can't hear it at all.

Someone is burning something in the square! Strange, the body should not be cremated until tomorrow morning. Are they ahead of schedule? Zhang Hao lifted the epee, came out of the tent in doubt, and walked towards the square. Before he walked a few steps, he saw a dozen clusters of blue fire on the square. Three black shadows wandered around on the square and dropped them. Piles of blue flames lit the corpse.

Zhang Hao walked a few steps closer, because he was wearing a heavy armor, making a tom and tom sound as he walked. The three black shadows heard them and turned their heads together. Under the not bright moonlight, Zhang Hao was still clear. Chudi saw that the heads and faces of these three people were wrapped in black towels, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and a light blue flame spurted from the eyes, looking from a distance, it was like two candles.

Not one's own! Zhang Hao reacted and shouted: "Who are you!" Lifting the heavy sword, he rushed towards the three of them.

Seeing that they were discovered, the three shadows immediately turned their heads and ran, very fast. Originally, Zhang Hao could stop these three people at the speed of Zhang Hao's light work, but now he is wearing a set of heavy armor and his speed is greatly affected. The epee lifted up his internal strength and threw it towards the last man in black. The epee carried the extremely powerful mass of true energy, turning like a windmill, and ran over it all the way.

The last man in black seemed to have the ability to listen and distinguish. When the heavy sword was about to hit him, his body suddenly dodged to avoid the past, but he was still affected by the real air mass, and his body shook. Down, the speed slowed down significantly, Zhang Hao was overjoyed, and was about to catch up, but saw the opponent stabilized, and the speed became faster again, Zhang Hao had to watch the opponent escape calmly.

Cut, what a pity! Zhang Hao shook his arm in annoyance.

"God, what's going on!" Hearing Zhang Hao's shout, the thief who came immediately looked at the burning corpse in the square and opened his mouth: "Is this the flame of hellfire?"

"This is not hellfire!" The second Sam who rushed to the scene shook his head deeply: "It's just very similar~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then the other people who were awakened by Zhang Hao rushed over one after another, Sam Shen Seeing the situation on the square, his face was blue, and after walking back and forth a few times, he asked Zhang Hao: "Your Excellency, what happened? "

Zhang Hao explained the situation again. Everyone was silent. They had never heard of it. There were races with glowing eyes on this continent.

Zint was the last to arrive. When the magic wolf saw him, he asked, "Old man, have you found anything?"

Scratching his messy hair, Zint said bitterly: "The guards guarding the corpse are all dead. They sealed their throats with a sword, and they were extremely accurate. I suspect they are extremely assassins."

"They're here to burn the corpse!" Sam habitually squinted his mung bean-like eyes: "There must be some secret hidden in the corpse. Don't sleep tonight, everyone. Investigate again. Be careful and have a hair. Don't let it go."

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