martial arts mythology system

Chapter 65 Ghosts
Everyone gathered in the room.

Everyone put forward their own doubts, and then discussed.

Gu Yunzhou:
"Obviously, it is also inevitable. As a person who cultivates Confucianism, Second Young Master, even if he does not know martial arts, he cannot be completely confused by magic, so how could he not be aware of the various rituals performed by Second Young Madam? To sum up , even if he has never participated in it, he must know more about it, his depression and fear are just acting and disguising, he is lying."

"Not necessarily, Confucianists may not be able to stop the superior sorcery of Tianli Sect, let alone an ordinary person who may not have a firm mind and does not know martial arts."

Jian Qingci shook her head.

"On the contrary, the third son has been anxious since he entered the hall, and he dare not look at us directly. Perhaps it can be understood as the fear of things being revealed..."

"There is some truth in what you said, but don't you think that the eldest son and his wife seem to be calm? Even though the eldest son is determined, his wife is just an ordinary woman, and she doesn't panic about this matter. Is there something suspicious?"

Zhang Lie was dazzled by the opinions of several people, and patted the back of his head.

"Then according to your plan, the members of the Qi Lian family are all bad guys? Why don't we inform Lord Qi Lian to kill them all?"

Meng Yuqi patted Zhang Lie's shoulder while supporting her forehead, and said:
"Brother lie, that's his son..."

"Hahaha, yes..." Zhang Liehan laughed.

Everyone was also withdrawn from thinking because of Zhang Lie's remarks.

"The traces at the scene did not give any clues. The only thing we can know is that the amount of bleeding is extremely large. It seems that not only one person is bleeding."

It's not just one person... Han Feng fell into deep thought...

Guo Qinhan beat the palm of his left with his right hand, and decided:
"There are too few clues and there is nothing we can do. We have to wait for the so-called ghost to appear and deal with it directly."

"Well, it's a good way, it's more convenient to deal with it directly."

Zhang Lie nodded.

Seeing Gu Yunzhou, Meng Yuqi and Jian Qingci all nodding along, Han Feng was speechless...

These people are really brave...

After the brief discussion was over, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

It's getting late.

Han Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced "Cheats of Zixia".

After reaching the eighth rank, the practice speed of "Zixia Cheats" has also slowed down, and there is still a long distance from the seventh rank.

True air circulates the limbs and bones, washing away the muscles and bones.

Consciousness is gradually immersed in the surrounding environment.

But there is a feeling of incompatibility that is difficult to ask for... It's like you go to the movies alone, the lights in the auditorium are all turned off, and the people sitting in front of you turn around and look at you without saying a word... It makes people feel creepy put up.

Feeling restless, Han Feng picked up the knife beside the bed, pushed open the door and walked out of the wing.

The starlight is colorful, but it cannot penetrate the shadow of the forest.

Alone, Han Feng suddenly felt as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching in the shadows...

As a former court official, Qi Lian Anguo was dismissed from office and returned to his hometown because he yelled at the national teacher [Wu Shengjun] in the court, and he was also famous for a while.

But how could such a former court official get into trouble with Tianli Sect?
Even if Tianli Cult wants to attack court officials, what's the point of dealing with such a Qilian Anguo who has lost its power and real power?

Qilian Yutang, Qilian Jinliu, Qilian Yinping... who exactly played the roles of these three brothers?
How much does Qi Lian Yinshuang, a disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect, know about this?

Han Feng was a little confused by these obscure clues, and felt that he couldn't find the right idea.

Suddenly, the figure of a servant walked by the gate of the yard.

It's so late... what is a servant walking here?
Han Feng thought about it and chased after him, but the guy seemed to be moving slowly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng searched around and came to the lake in the villa.

The water of the lake is clear, reflecting the sea of ​​stars.

The night wind is cool, blowing the willow trees by the lake.

Han Feng was independent, looked around and found nothing.

"Han Siwei came here late at night, why?"

Qi Lian Yinshuang came out from the side with a calm expression, holding a simple long sword in his hand.

The Qingtian Sword Sect is one of the three major sword sects in Liguo Jianghu, and Qi Lian Yinshuang, as a disciple, should not be too bad regardless of his temperament and martial arts.

"It turned out to be the fourth lady. I just found out that a servant of your mansion was in a hurry, with a secretive look on his face. He followed her all the way here but lost it."

"The servant of the villa...?"

Qi Lian Yinshuang frowned, her white clothes with silver stripes swayed slightly in the night wind, her ink-like hair shone in the starlight.

"Is Han Siwei not mistaken?"

"Absolutely not."

The two stood in front of the lake, neither knowing what the other was thinking.

Han Feng thought that he would take the opportunity to learn more information:

"Miss Si, when you rescued Mr. Qi Lian, were only Mr. Qi Lian and Mrs. Second Young Lady present?"

"Huh?" Qi Lian Yinshuang seemed a little surprised by Han Feng's question, but still nodded, "Yes...that's right..."

Han Feng asked:

"Then have you checked the bodies of the Second Young Madam and the servant?"

Qilian Yinshuang shook her head:
"No, the situation was urgent at that time, so I had no choice but to unleash the superior sword moves of the Qingtian Sword Sect. Under the absolute style, no corpse was left behind."

Han Feng's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

Just when Han Feng was about to continue asking questions.

Suddenly, a scream came from the villa.

"what!!!"

……

"what sound?"

Han Feng and Qi Lian Yinshuang looked at each other, then ran towards the direction of the sound.

The torches and lanterns illuminate half of the villa.

Han Feng and the two pursued all the way, but they bumped into an illusory blood-colored shadow all over them.

That shadow is a bit like the black shadow Lord in Conan's animation, he can't see the shape and face clearly, but the blood on his body looks particularly terrifying and bloody.

When they collided with Han Feng head-on, the bloody ghost waved its arms and grabbed Han Feng with bloody claws.

Han Feng did not dodge or dodge, and raised the palm of his left hand.

Invisible petals fluttered, and one palm poked into the thousands of flowers.

"Iron Palm Flying Flowers" collides with the bloody ghost with a strong Zixia true energy.

Ghosting took a step back, and Han Feng took three steps back.

But while Han Feng was waving his left hand, his right hand had already pulled out the saber from his waist.

Wisps of faint black air emanated from the blade, turning into a gossip pattern, and with a single stroke, it quickly healed lightning.

Lightning slashed at the bloody ghost's neck, spattering a lot of blood.

However, the ghost seemed to be fine after leaving a lot of blood, and grabbed Han Feng with both hands.

Qi Lian Yinshuang also draws his sword to help the battle at this time, forcing back the bloody ghost with a sword, but it seems that he has not shown his real ability.

The ghost was forced back by the blade, turned around and ran, dashing left and right in the rockery garden, and soon disappeared.

Han Feng raised his knife and wanted to chase after him, but he stopped immediately and turned to look at Qi Lian Yinshuang:

"Miss Fourth, are you all right?"

(End of this chapter)