Urban Need for Monster Fighting System

Chapter 72
Xiao Yao was a little puzzled: "Officer Ding, what are you doing?"

Ding Wei replied without raising her head: "I have to determine the cause of their death."

"There's nothing to be sure about. It's obvious that he was burned to death!"

"That's not necessarily the case. It's true that there was a fire here, but how do you know that these people were not killed first, and then the murderer burned the corpses to wipe out the traces?"

Xiao Yao was slightly taken aback, not to mention, there is really such a possibility.

Originally, how these people died had nothing to do with him, but now that he has received a strange task assigned by the system to find out what happened in the dungeon, the cause of these people's deaths has become closely related to him up.

Ding Wei's rigorous attitude gave him a glimmer of hope.

He immediately squatted down next to the remains of the bones, staring at the remains of the bones carefully.

But my eyes were blurred, and I didn't see any clues.

He couldn't help sighing: "Hey! The corpses are like this, how can we see anything?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Ding Wei said: "He was killed by someone cutting his throat."

"Fuck! Can you see this?"

Ding Wei pointed her hand towards the throat of the corpse,
"Look here, there are obvious marks on the cervical vertebrae, which shows that the murderer's knife was extremely ruthless, and it was fatal."

As Ding Wei said, she got up and walked to another corpse, after some inspection, she said:

"It's the same with this corpse."

She inspected several corpses in a row, and the situation was the same. Even the cervical vertebrae of one of the corpses had been broken, which showed the strength of the murderer's knife.

Xiao Yao suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the skeleton Yin soldiers could not speak. It turned out that they died because their throats were cut.

It's a bit shocking that so many people have their throats cut and died.Moreover, Ding Wei believes that the method of causing fatal injuries to everyone is the same, so it should be done by the same person.

Xiao Yao couldn't help sighing: "Damn it, it looks like a martial arts master washed this dungeon with blood."

"That should be the case, and the murderer even set fire to the dungeon, burning the corpse to wipe out all traces."

As soon as Ding Wei finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of sinister laughter,

"Hey hey hey hey! It's really interesting to come here to investigate the case of no one from 120 years ago."

Xiao Yao suddenly raised his head and looked forward, only to see a Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe standing a few meters away.

This guy looks a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Xiao Yao thought for a moment, then suddenly realized that the figure flashing past outside the cold storage and at the door of the hospital ward was him!
"You are Mo Zixuan!?"

"It's the poor way."

When Ding Wei heard this, she immediately stood up and shouted sharply: "Mo Zixuan, you are suspected of murder, I want to arrest you now, raise your hand!"

Mo Zixuan sneered and said, "Hahahaha! Arresting the poor? It's just a dream! There is a way to heaven and you don't go, but there is no way to hell, but you want to break in. How dare you speak wild words when you are about to die."

As soon as his words fell, faint sighs came from all directions,
Damn it!

It seems that Mo Zixuan has summoned the undead soldiers in this dungeon.

Xiao Yao immediately turned his head and looked around.

Sure enough, a dozen skeleton Yin soldiers with Yin knives appeared around him and surrounded him and Ding Wei.

Ding Wei had never seen such a situation before, her legs were shaking nervously.

Xiao Yao was also a little nervous, if so many skeleton soldiers rushed towards him at once, even with a mallet in his hand, it would be difficult for him to resist!

"Hey! I heard that you are the descendant of Longhu Mountain? I want to see what kind of skills the good-for-nothing of Longhu Mountain has."

As Mo Zixuan spoke, he chanted a strange incantation loudly, and as if they had received some orders, those skeleton soldiers immediately approached them slowly with their knives in their hands.

If you haven't summoned the Yellow Turban Warriors to help at this time, when will you wait!
Xiao Yao hurriedly raised the Sanqing Bell in his hand, and while ringing the bell, he read aloud: "Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, the Heavenly Soldiers God General will appear soon! Hurry up like a law."

As soon as the words fell, a yellow-turban wrestler with a golden light all over his body, wearing a yellow cloth shirt and a yellow turban on his head, appeared beside Xiao Yao out of thin air.

The skeleton Yin soldiers could obviously sense the fairy spirit emanating from the body of the yellow scarf warrior, and they were immediately shocked and stopped in their tracks.

Ding Wei's eyes widened at the side, a little unbelievable, while Mo Zixuan's expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise:

"This...how is this possible! You...you can summon the Yellow Turban Warrior!?"

Xiao Yao sneered: "Perhaps you can summon the undead Yin soldiers, but you are not allowed to summon the Yellow Turban Warriors?"

When he said this, he shook the Sanqing bell in his hand, and silently recited the spell again.

Another yellow scarf warrior appeared beside Xiao Yao out of thin air.

Seeing this situation, Mo Zixuan couldn't hold back anymore.

how so?This kid looked like he was only about 20 years old, and in his eyes, he was just a baby, but he was able to summon yellow turban wrestlers, and even summoned two of them!

You must know that summoning yellow turban warriors is a very profound spell. Mo Zixuan had only heard of it before, but had never really seen it. Today, he has seen it.

Realizing that something was wrong, he turned around and wanted to run away. Xiao Yao immediately pointed his hand at him and said loudly, "You two go to one and bring him back to me."

Without saying a word, a yellow turban wrestler immediately turned into a golden light and chased after him.

Those skeleton Yin soldiers were very afraid of the yellow turban fighters, instead of daring to stop them, they avoided them one after another.

Another yellow turban warrior took out a gossip mirror and held it high in his hand. The gossip mirror emitted a dark golden light, and the skeleton soldiers would not dare to approach it.

Seeing the yellow turban fighters suppressing the Yin soldiers, Xiao Yao immediately straightened his chest, and said seriously: "This master knows that you are all coerced by that bastard Mo Zixuan, so you will help the evil. For the matter, this master can let the past go."

As soon as these words came out, all the skeleton soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay.

In order to convince them completely of himself, Xiao Yao took out the chamber pot and summoned out the skeleton soldiers who were the first to be subdued.

It is relatively easier to communicate between skeleton soldiers.

After a while, a skeleton soldier stepped forward, bowed deeply, and then spoke,

"My brother, from now on, I am willing to follow the master and serve you."

"Damn it! You can talk!?"

The other party nodded and said: "My name is Kong Deshou, and I am the jailer of this dungeon. They are all my subordinate brothers."

Xiao Yao felt excited. It turned out that not all the skeleton soldiers died after their throats were cut, and there were still some who could speak, and it was their leaders who could speak.

In this way, there is a chance to find out what happened in this dungeon back then.

(End of this chapter)