The world is an actor

Chapter 43 The Beginning of the Xianzhou Massacre
In the second-class cabin, Fang Xiu closed his eyes and subconsciously cultivated, not knowing that someone was robbing him of his popularity.

Because even if he knew, he didn't care at all.

He had a nickname during his lifetime, VX Duanhuangzhihuang!

After twenty bottles of qi training pills were refined and absorbed by him, after three hours, Fang Xiu's realm improved again.

Host: Fang Xiu

Realm: Level 1 of Qi Refining Period ([-]%)

Spirit root: Thick soil (God level)

Shouyuan: 18/210
Cultivation method: Beginless Daoyuan Sutra, Ultimate Desolate Sky Fury, Floating Light and Glittering Sword
Magic weapon: none
Merit value: 0
Reiki degree: 0 (click a little, dedicate a hundred years of life, can be opened...)
Comprehension index: 0 (depends on...the number of practitioners...)
System enhancement: holding pots and other meat pies (with a small probability, treasures are found)

Comprehensive evaluation: A firm compulsive and weak chicken!

……

"Shouyuan has finally reached [-]!"

The realm has improved, and the strength has increased, but what makes Fang Xiu most happy is Shouyuan.

Two hundred years old, just thinking about it makes me happy.

You can even click the aura button on the system interface to see what the consequences will be?
"Forget it, it will be miserable if you double-connect with one button."

"Let's go all out and rush to the seventh floor."

Fang Xiu took out a handful of top-quality spiritual energy pills, and wanted to swallow the cultivation, when there was a knock on the door.

"Do you need any special service?"

"Special service!"

Fang Xiu was taken aback.

Isn't this the sect's fairy boat?
Does the public means of transportation also have income-generating and profitable projects?

so human?
With a passion for knowledge of unknown things, Fang Xiu jumped out of bed, opened the door, and saw a skinny, sloppy old man standing outside the door, holding a wooden basin and towel in his hand.

"Fifty copper coins for cleaning the whole house, five copper coins for stacking quilts, three copper coins for serving meals in the canteen, and three copper coins for running errands, and one spirit stone for pimping!"

The sloppy old man grinned foolishly, with eight front teeth, only the last one was left, and it was about to fall.

"too expensive!"

Fang Xiu shook his head decisively.

One spirit stone is equal to one tael of gold, equal to 30 taels of silver, and equal to many, many, many copper plates!
Three copper coins for running errands?

It's just price gouging.

"The price is negotiable. If there is no requirement on age, there are also ten taels of silver. If there is no requirement on gender."

The old man smiled shyly: "Look..."

"I was just asking about the price, I didn't want to do anything else!"

Fang Xiu trembled, interrupted the old man, and was about to close the door.

"Brother Fang doesn't need these services. If there is a need, I can do it!"

The cabin door on the opposite side opened, Bai Linger blinked her big eyes and said with a smile: "Grandpa, go to another room and ask."

"I brought it myself and asked!"

The slovenly old man looked at Bai Ling'er in a daze, then turned around, glared at Fang Xiu, blew his beard angrily, and knocked on the next cabin door with the wooden basin slung across his shoulders.

"Fifty copper coins for cleaning the whole house...a spirit stone for pimping!"

"ah!"

Bai Ling'er's little face flushed, it was as red as a ripe little apple.

One last service, she really didn't hear just now.

"Are you hungry, shall we go to the dining hall to eat?"

Fang Xiu secretly laughed at Bai Ling's embarrassing portrait, but he still changed the subject.

"Okay, I'm already hungry!"

Bai Ling'er nodded excitedly, trotted over and pulled Fang Xiu, and walked to the fourth floor of the cabin: "I asked the crew when I got on the boat, the fairy boat has a rich dinner, fish, shrimp, eggs, meat, and more than a dozen kinds of dishes! "

however.

"what"

The two walked to the fourth floor, and before they had taken a few steps, there was a shrill scream from behind.

"Dead people, dead people in the cabin!"

Fang Xiu looked back, and saw the slovenly old man running out from the corner of the corridor in a panic, his eyes full of horror and astonishment.

"Hurry up and call the Xianzhou security team, it's dead, it's so miserable!"

The old man was trembling, and he didn't take a few steps when he staggered and fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.

He raised his head, and spurted out his last front tooth with blood foam: "The head is gone, the head is gone!"

"What happened?"

"They said someone died!"

There are ten second-class cabins on the third floor of the fairy boat. Hearing the old man's screams, many cabin doors opened and some cultivators came out.

Among them are acquaintances!

"As a disciple of Xuantian Sect, what's so scary about the dead!"

Lei Chushan stood in the narrow corridor, his burly body over two meters tall almost blocked all the light.

"Old man, take me to see!"

With a look of disdain, Lei Chuishan grabbed the sloppy old man and strode towards the room where the accident occurred. Seeing this, the other cultivators followed closely behind.

"Let's go take a look too!"

Bai Ling'er probed her head, looking very curious.

"What's the dead man to see!"

Fang Xiu shook his head.

When going out, be cautious and courageous first.

Throughout the ages, the protagonists in so many novels just join in the fun and get into troubles they shouldn't have!
He Fangxiu believes in Shenyong and advocates keeping a low profile!
"Who are you two, sneaky, are you the murderer of the secret room murder?"

Before Fang Xiu had time to leave, three monks in Zongmen's law enforcement robes walked towards him.

The person in the lead, with stern eyes, looked at Fang Xiu, full of scrutiny and suspicion: "Everyone else is going to join in the fun, but you are in a hurry to leave. Come on, let me control this person first!"

"..."

Fang Xiu was startled, unable to react for a while.

Just because I don't watch the fun, I will be suspected?
What is the logic!

"Don't try to resist, kid. To fight against us is to fight against the majority of people and cultivators of the sect. You are destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!"

Two security guards surrounded him, one on the left and one on the right, grabbing Fang Xiu's arm.

"Brothers must have misunderstood, I have nothing to do with the murder!" Fang Xiu wanted to explain.

"There's no evidence for what you say, do you think I'll believe you?"

Feng BuTong, captain of the Xianzhou security team (special guest performer), sneered and said, "You don't even eat such a big melon as a murderer in a secret room. You must be a guilty conscience?"

"Brother Fang will never kill, I can testify!" Bai Ling'er said anxiously.

"It's not for you to speak!" Feng Butong snorted, "If you didn't see that you are the beast of the cloud spirit, do you think you can get rid of the suspicion!"

"Get out of the way, the security team handles the case!"

Feng Budong separated the onlookers and walked into the scene, and Fang Xiu was also escorted over.

Before reaching the door, a pungent bloody smell came faintly.

"Good guy, it's quite a fun game!"

Feng Budong stood at the door of the room and let out a surprise.

"So exciting!"

Fang Xiu also looked up, and his pupils shrank suddenly with just one glance.

In the small room, one wall was almost covered with blood.

The headless corpse was lying in the middle of the room.

The limbs and body were covered with wounds that penetrated one after another.

Roughly counting, there are nearly a hundred ways.

The scene was extremely bloody.

"Deadly... vomit"

The tall and burly Lei Cuishan supported the wall, his face pale.

Although he has a script, the props on the scene are too realistic!
"Tell me, where is the murder weapon?" Feng Butong looked at Fang Xiu: "You must know that you will not be lenient if you confess, and you will be beaten if you resist!"

"Captain Feng, I really didn't kill the man!",

Fang Xiu had a feeling that it didn't make sense.

Because he didn't watch the excitement, he was identified as a criminal suspect?
Isn't it too arbitrary!
"You said it wasn't, wasn't it?"

Feng Tong raised his eyebrows: "It's okay not to admit it, as the most famous expert in solving crimes in Xuantian Zhengzong, I, Feng, have always been impartial, based on facts, and based on the law, I will definitely make you confess your guilt convincingly! "

Someone, take this trainee disciple to the canteen on the fourth floor, and I will interrogate him face to face! "

(End of this chapter)