Martial Cultivator Chapter 97: House of Worship

"Everyone is dead.

What else? ”

Wang An looked at the four people gathered around and shook his head.

The four people approaching him exchanged silent glances with each other. The tall and strong policeman who was only one step away from him suddenly drew his knife and attacked: "You are still talking nonsense here!"

Captain Gao Zhuang quickly slashed at Wang An's face with a knife!

The remaining three people all drew their weapons and attacked Wang An from all directions!

They had planned it!

"Wang An, you disappeared without a trace that night in Shilibao!"

"It was obvious that I escaped first!"

"How dare you have the audacity to question us now?!"

"I have to bring you to Mr. Cui's hall to ask!"

A few people spoke in confusion.

The tall and strong man caught Wang An with a sword as he approached the door. Seeing that Wang An refused to dodge, he thought that the opponent was frightened by his attack. Feeling proud, the sword light changed from chopping to sweeping, and he pointed the sword towards Wang An. Slap it on your face!

Bah!

Suddenly, a hand stretched out.

The blade is stuck in the tiger's mouth, and the back of the knife is wrapped around the knuckles.

Before Detective Gao Zhuang could react, the palm holding the blade suddenly twisted, and there was a "squeak" sound, and the entire steel knife was twisted into a twist!

Wang An stood up.

Grabbing the long, twist-like knife in his left hand, he held it out to the side and swept across an arc, trapping all the weapons of the remaining three people in the arc and knocking them all down with a flip of his hand!

Bang bang bang!

The hilt of the knife struck three people on their heads one by one.

The three of them suddenly felt that their eyes were filled with blackness and stars, and they all staggered back and fell to the ground!

The tall and strong catcher quickly saw that the situation was not good, turned around and wanted to run away.

Wang An picked up an intact long knife on the ground, and the blade rushed straight at the tall and strong officer, making a sound in the wind!

Phew!

The blade of the knife pierced the tall and strong policeman's calf and nailed it into the stone slab on the ground!

"Ahhh!"

The tall and strong police officer howled miserably and fell to the ground all of a sudden!

He burst into tears. He turned around and looked at the sharp knife stuck in his leg. He felt a little regretful: If he had known this, he would not have run away just now.

If you don't run away, you'll just get hit on the head.

If you run away, your calf will be directly punctured. If you don't practice for a few months, you will not be able to recover!

However, Captain Gao Zhuang did not know that no matter whether he ran away or not, he would definitely not be able to escape from the injury caused by a hole poked by the knife.

Wang An has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances.

People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot.

The tall and strong detective was the first to attack him, and he looked like he was going to kill him with a knife.

He retaliates tooth for tooth, and does not really kill the opponent, but it is necessary to put a few holes in his body to increase his memory.

In the blink of an eye, all four of them fell to the ground, crying for mercy.

The four ‘colleagues’ looked at Wang An with fear in their eyes.

I never would have imagined that just after a trip to Shili Fort, how could Wang An undergo such a big change?

The four of us can't defeat him even if we work together!

……

The turmoil in the second shift police department has not spread outside yet.

At this time, it is enshrined in the courtyard.

Hu Ruixiang, the master of the palace, was sitting in the main seat, his face as dark as water, and his eyes swept over the faces of the six worshippers on the left and right sides.

Suddenly a cracked talisman was thrown out.

"When Tang Yunhe was trapped in Shilibao, I asked you several ministers to help me, but you said that the director of the hospital, Guo Congfeng, was not in the yamen, and I didn't know which minister to send. You put the blame on me and couldn't make it."

"Now, Tang Yunhe is dead."

The talisman cards were thrown on the table. The worshipers glanced at the old **** and then quickly looked away.

This talisman contains the contract between Tang Yunhe and Fu Zun, and each of them imprinted a wisp of their thoughts on it.

Once anyone's mind is shattered, the talisman will automatically crack.

The only situation that can cause a person to become disillusioned, apart from the splitting of the spirit, only occurs when a person dies.

The splitting of the soul can also be regarded as the death of the person.

The corner of Hu Ruixiang's mouth raised a smile.

His voice was full of anger, but there was no anger on his face.

I wonder if he is really angry, or is he pretending to be angry to achieve a purpose?

He lowered his eyes and continued: "Last night, news came from Cui Yuanzhao's mansion that Cui Yuanzhao died while practicing martial arts in the backyard.

There is no external trauma.

Chen Congfeng is responsible for investigating this matter. Tell me, how did Cui Yuanzhao die? ”

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Chen Chongfeng, who was sitting at the end on the left.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

What surprised them was not Chen Congfeng's investigation into the matter, but Cui Yuanzhao's death.

Master Cui, who was regarded as an arm by the Palace Master and a warrior in the Blood Refining Realm, died so silently?

I and others didn’t receive any news last night?

The worshipers suddenly felt a bit of pressure.

A sense of solemnity that a storm is about to come suddenly emerged in their hearts.

As Chen Chongfeng spoke, the solemnity in their hearts became heavier.

"There were no injuries on Mr. Cui's body. When I went to his house to check, his body had been dead for less than half an hour, so I tried to search for his remnant soul and inquired about it, but found nothing." Chen Congfeng seemed to be recalling last night. scene.

There was still a bit of confusion on his fair face.

Someone frowned and asked: "What does it mean to get nothing?"

When a person dies, his soul is blown away by the wind and disperses in a moment.

But within an hour, it can't fly very far.

At this time, using various seductive methods to attract people, 90% of them can be attracted.

At this time, most souls can remember some fragments of the time before death. If you ask a little bit, you will definitely gain something.

However, Chen Congfeng said that he gained nothing?

What does this mean?

Several worshipers stared at Chen Chongfeng and looked for Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.com to wait for his answer.

They all have the same confusion at this time.

"I have not found a trace of Mr. Cui's remnant soul." Chen Congfeng shook his head, his expression a bit solemn.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started making noises.

"Impossible!"

"How is this possible?"

"It's probably because Chen Chongfeng didn't practice well, so he couldn't recruit the remaining souls..."

Chen Chongfeng smiled faintly and did not feel dissatisfied with everyone's doubts.

He comes from a mountain sect and is not comparable to the practitioners of Tianyi.

Even if the other party questions you, you don’t dare to refute anything.

While everyone was making noise, a white-haired old man sitting in the first place on the right said in a deep voice: "Chen Congfeng's six-volume practice of soul identification is extremely difficult. After it is completed, it is even more difficult to use it to search for souls. Nothing goes wrong.

In the past, he was the one who handled this kind of thing without making any mistakes.

I won’t go wrong this time.

There is no need to doubt Chen Chongfeng's ability. ”

As soon as the white-haired old man said this, everyone gradually became quiet.

When Guo Zongfeng was away from the worship hall, he was responsible for coordinating everyone's worship.

But it's just coordination.

If you want to invite these offerings to work, no one can do it except Guo Yunguan, who is walking in the sky.

The white-haired old man turned to look at Hu Ruixiang, bowed his head and said: "May I ask the master of the mansion, where is Master Cui's body at this time? Is it in his mansion?"

Hu Ruixiang has been prepared for a long time.

Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Ask someone to bring Master Cui's body in.

Come in through the back door and don't let others see you. ”

The servants behind him immediately took the order and retreated.

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