Fu Canglu

Chapter 354 The Circle of Hatred
"My lord's cause of death has been found out!"

"The old man did indeed die from a sword wound. The edge of the sword was very sharp. It was caused by a soft sword. The model of the edge of the sword is recorded in Qi Liang's weapon manual. It is very similar to the data of a demon sword." The coroner and the deputy Examining the corpse, looking through the books, hesitantly said: "It's just that the sword looks like"

His Highness said calmly, "Fu Que."

The coroner raised his head in surprise, then nodded and said: "It is true that based on the traces of the sword wounds, these wounds are probably caused by 'Fu Que', but Fu Que's owner, the layman, does not seem to be murdered. People, this old man has such an injury on his body, the murderer can already be called a bit perverted."

Yi Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Tianque's arsenal has a strong manufacturing capability. As long as you have the data of a sword, it is not a problem to manufacture a sword of the same specification. Although it cannot match the lethality of a real sword, the sword produced The trauma model is always the same."

"Yes."

The coroner echoed with admiration: "Because the old man's sword wound was not immediately fatal. He probably endured more than an hour of pain before he could barely die. It is impossible to survive such a long time with evil spirits, from this we can judge that the sword used by the murderer is just an imitation sword with the same specifications as Fu Que."

The deputy also wearing a white robe pointed to Lin Yi's body, frowned and said: "This man is the same, the same as the previous analysis, the murderer is the same person, and the sword he used is the same sword, just to frame Fu Que's master .”

Yi Xiao already knew the truth of the matter.

His face has been very calm.

He squatted down and looked at Wei Wudao's old body stained with blood.

"Holding the sword upside down, and pulling out the sword in a self-mutilation style, the sword marks on the back are due to the single method of holding the sword, resulting in different stress conditions on the scars, which tend to be weak."

Yi Xiao simply finished speaking for the two of them.

"So the old man committed suicide. He is the murderer. He killed the middle-aged man first and then himself."

The coroner and the deputy looked at each other in disbelief.

"It's an adult"

The deputy seemed surprised by the accuracy of the analysis of the young man in white robes, and questioned why he called himself here since he knew the truth earlier?
The chief coroner of the Northern Governor's Division hesitated for a long time.

He paused, and said, "His Royal Highness's real fatal injuries are not those he self-harmed."

The chief coroner, who had worked hard for many years in the North Governor's Division, was silent.

His name is Wang Wuming, and he knows that the depth of water in this industry can drown people, so there are some things that cannot be said.

If the sword wounds on the old man's body were not found out, but the sword wounds of Fu Que's fake sword, he would not have pointed out that these sword wounds came from soft swords, let alone pointed out that Fu Que's sword edge opening in Qi Liang's weapon manual was almost the same as the sword wound. no difference.

Because that layman is from Darong Temple.

She is the only Buddhist female Ke Qing in the world.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if she really killed the person, and doing the autopsy, he can only find other reasons to shirk and let the truth be obliterated.

The eyes of too many important people are gathered here, and the small North Governor's Division cannot bear this huge pressure.

But now Wang Wuming doesn't know whether he should tell the truth he found.

Yi Xiao smiled, as if he had read the mind of the chief coroner, he patted the latter on the shoulder, and signaled the deputy to leave.

Wait until there is no one here.

His pupils flashed golden, he stared into the coroner's eyes, and said word by word: "Every word you say now, no one else will hear, I can guarantee that no one will affect Your future career."

Wang Wuming hesitated for a long time.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, I'm not afraid of the will of those big men. I think the coroner of the North Governor's Department is pretty good, and I haven't thought about climbing up. It's just that I dare not jump to conclusions on some things."

He rubbed his cheeks, first came to Lin Yi's corpse, and couldn't help but said: "When a person dies, his corpse will not deceive others. This man's physical fitness is very good, even if the owner of Fuqu's sword skill Very wise, he would never die so bleakly, and he didn't even have a trace of resistance until the end of his death."

Yi Xiao looked at the man approvingly.

When he said this, he paused, and looked at Wei Wudao's corpse not far away.

"What's more, this man's opponent is just an old man."

"He should have been injured once before his death. It was not a sword wound, but a concussion in his skull, which made his movements slow." Wang Wuming glanced at the white-robed Highness in front of him meaningfully, and said softly: "And he once There are traces of practice, and the cultivation base has reached the ninth rank many years ago, so he is an out-and-out master."

The chief coroner gently stretched out a finger and pressed it on Lin Yi's forehead.

"Ninth-rank master Yuanli came out of his body, the sky was full, his forehead collapsed, and his cultivation base was abolished many years ago." Wang Wuming said softly: "Destroy it with one sword."

Then he paused and took a deep breath, as if he had made a great determination.

"The real fatal injuries of this old man, His Highness, are not actually the wounds that he swung his sword to self-mutilate. Even without these sword wounds, he would have reached the end of his life."

The chief coroner's eyes dimmed.

He said calmly: "There is a penetrating wound that has been eroding his body for more than ten years, as if he was ordered to be punished, and kept giving him pain. He should have died under the erosion of that sword intent long ago."

"That's the real fatality."

"The healed scar, even after so many years, can still detect the size of the sword's edge, and such a surprisingly powerful power, the longer it lasts, the possibility of the murder weapon being a fake in the armory is also ruled out."

Wang Wuming paused.

He raised his head and looked into Yi Xiao's eyes.

Looking at the owner of the golden pupil.

The chief coroner pointed to the two corpses one after another, first to Lin Yi's collapsed forehead, then to Wei Wudao's pierced chest, and then calmly stated the truth he had discovered.

That is the source of these two sword wounds.

"Sword wound, from 'Six Secret Teachings'."

After Yi Xiao heard this sentence.

All the fragments in my mind are connected in series.

What this old man named cunning fox said before he died.

【"Your Highness, Lin Yi was killed by me, and then I committed suicide. Where should I find the truth you are looking for?"】

【"I am glad that the truth of this matter can be told, but it is a pity that the truth of some things will never be told or seen."】

【"Your Highness, you should understand what I mean."】

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

He got it.

Just a little late.

The reason why Wei Wudao wanted to kill Lin Yi and commit suicide by the same method was to leave the truth behind.

Take a different way.

Because he can't say it.

Then let yourself follow the last clue.

After Wang Wuming revealed the truth he found out, he stopped talking.

He watched the young man in white standing where he was, staring at the two corpses.

The chief coroner sighed, retreated slowly, and left here.

Slowly, fluctuations came from the space.

Yi Xiao raised his head, staring blankly at the green robe that was burning like water and fire.

The great god general carried Liu Tao on his back, and after he emerged, there was something unclear in his brows, he gently unloaded Liu Tao, and stood the divine sword on the ground.

"the truth?"

"That's it."

Then he pushed Liu Tao lightly, and the sword dragged a long and slender mark on the ground.

His Highness stretched out a hand to hold the divine sword.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, slowly raised the sword, the tip of the sword in one hand and the hilt in the other.

Scrutinize.

The face of the sword is like water.

The master of this sword 16 years ago was Qi Liang's Bing Sheng. In terms of its influence, it is no less than Yuan Tiangang who is sitting firmly on the high platform in the battlefield of the Eight Great Nations.

The status of that old man in Tianque is almost equal to that of Yuan Tiangang.

And Yi Xiao never thought that there was such a possibility.

Because this old man happened to die in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Yi Shaoran said in a complicated voice: "Master did some wrong things back then, and people's hearts overwhelmed Jian's heart. As a result, Liu Tao was unwilling to stay in Qiliang after his death, and wanted to go back to the Sword Master's sword hut to spend his days."

"This sword is the sword of tranquility, and it is also the sword of killing. Such a contradictory sword needs the master's pure mind most. Whether it kills or saves people, it comes from the heart and cannot tolerate any filth." The great master sighed. Said: "Master lost to Jian Zongming in the end, probably because of the dusty sword heart."

"Lin Yi from the third team of Tianque ordered to stop the Tianque personnel who put out the fire. It was Wei Wudao who instructed him to do so, and it was my master who actually set the fire and wanted to kill him."

The Great God General shook his head.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Murong is the saint of the Demon Sect. Master doesn't think that after the founding of Qi and Liang, such a saint of the Demon Sect will be needed to be the Queen. This is the truth of Jiangnan Dao back then, the truth you are looking for."

"Murong assassinated the overlords of the Eight Great Nations for Qi Liang, and even destroyed the old Zhao of Chu and Southern Wu. Qi Liang has no reason to do something to be sorry for her." Yi Shaoran said in a low voice with some sadness: "So this is a matter of making things worse. It is also a very embarrassing thing, and this thing was done by my master."

"In order to ensure that such a shameful scandal will not be spread, the master bestowed a sword intent on all the personnel who participated in the core project back then. After this matter is over, the master's sword intent will explode and completely kill the truth. It's a pity At that time, Liu Tao had faintly lost control, so Master retained these sword intents, and soon died under Jian Zongming's 'Dugu'."

The Great God in Tsing Yi will take a deep breath.

"This is the truth. The real truth," he said.

"The murderer you are looking for is my master Lu Songqing."

"He is dead."

The little highness looked a little pale.

He should have thought of it long ago.

He is holding the Six Secret Teachings.

Zhu Hua flowed on the sword surface, reflecting golden pupils.

Flame jumps.

The scene in Zhu Lian's memory was flying in the air.

It's like going back to 16 years ago.

Yi Xiao changed his perspective and came to the fire 16 years ago.

He stood in the firelight himself, let all the flames burn himself, and looked at the woman in white clothes in the distance who embraced the baby, and the baby in the baby did not cry.

He stared at them from afar.

All truth, all karma, all hate.

All were burned by the fire.

Ashes.

The person who deserves to die is dead, and the hatred that should be done is done.

Where does he need to intervene again?
This is a perfect circle.

Hatred burns up this circle, connecting end to end, no one can escape, no one can get away.

"Clang" sound.

The young white-robed man landed on the Six Secret Teachings in his hands.

Like the hatred and entanglement from many years ago, it also fell to the ground with this Liutao.

Fire splashes.

to annihilation.

(End of this chapter)