Fuji Avenue

Chapter 331

There should only be half a stick of incense left before the two of them arrive at the hall in [Sanhua Cave].

Under the urgent pressure, Fuji still maintained absolute calm, calmly thinking about the countermeasures.

This is the by-product of walking on the edge of life and death countless times, and it is also the due reward of paying countless costs for growth.

He stretched out a divine sense, and searched along the shelves one by one.

The serial number is very clear, and the arrangement is very regular, so I quickly found the cabinet marked three years ago.

He was overjoyed, and the whole person fled in an instant.

His eyes flicked across the entire counter like a fine electricity.

Instantly found the drawer of the month of Blood Night.

Open the drawer.

It was empty inside.

There was a thick layer of dust on the bottom of the drawer.

It shows that it has been empty for a long time.

He was startled, and immediately thought of the person who rescued him after the bloody night, and the boat-riding monk who died strangely and suddenly.

There must be a great relationship in this.

Time is tight, and it is too late to think carefully.

He thought for a while, and immediately picked out a dozen drawers, and put away all the record symbols inside.

He thought very clearly that the person hiding in the dark might be trying to help him destroy the evidence.

But what he is doing now is obviously a bit abrupt. As long as someone with a heart checks it out, they may suspect the flying boat that entered and left Longnan that night, and then suspect that the murderer may be from the Northwest Army.

In the end, I thought that a thick layer of dust had fallen on the drawer of Xueye that month, but the rest of the drawers were still clean, which might still reveal my intentions.

Immediately, Yufa transported a little dust from the top of the cabinet frame, and evenly sprinkled a layer on the bottom of each empty drawer.

But I found that I couldn't control the thickness, and the dust in the drawer of the blood night month was obviously different from the others.

It is estimated that the two of [Sanhua Cave] should have arrived in the hall at this time, and they should come to this secret room soon.

The bottom of the drawer was hastily wiped clean and dusted again.

Seeing no difference, I felt relieved.I thought that if my family has achieved such a level, if there are any problems, I can only resign myself to fate.At this moment, a movement was heard outside the door.

I wanted to get out and leave, but with a thought, I found a hidden corner, the invisibility talisman and the qi concealing talisman opened together, and the whole person disappeared like a ghost.

The next moment, the sound of the secret room door opening was heard.

The deacon of the boat line led the two of them in.

"Seniors, this is the secret room used by Zhou Xing to store navigation records. All records within 300 years are here." He briefly explained the rules for storing records in the secret room.

The strange man asked the deacon of the boat line to take the two of them straight to the cabinet where the records from three years ago were stored.

"Wow!" After the sound, I looked inside the drawer, it was empty.

"What's going on?" He Jingjing frowned and asked, "You did something wrong?"

When the coercion of the ground bridge was released, it was as if a jack weighed down the top. The deacon panicked and said: "Senior, the records in this secret room are all past records, which have never been of much use. I haven't been here for several years. How can I do something wrong?"

He Jingjing sneered and said: "The experts sent by the sect today, whether it is true or not, you can tell immediately after arguing. If there is something tricky in it, don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

As he spoke, he laughed with the strange man, "It's up to you."

The strange man didn't say much, but his eyes shot a white light at the deacon of Zhou Xing.

The deacon felt dizzy for a while, and the world was turned upside down. There seemed to be pictures of the past flashing quickly in his mind, as if invisible eyes were planted in his own sea of ​​consciousness, peering indifferently.

I don't know how long it took, and I suddenly withdrew from the dizziness, and saw the two people in [Sanhua Cave] looking at me coldly, knowing that my memory had been seen through by the other party, I couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat, "Senior, the tax evasion matter It was ordered from above, not a small one..."

The strange man was obviously not interested in this, and said coldly: "After half an hour, please gather all the managers, monks, and handymen of your bank outside this door. I have something to ask."

After that, he sent the deacon out.

This strange man's name is He Lingxin.He and He Xun who died in Qin Nan's bloody night were brothers.

The purpose of coming to Longnan this time is to investigate the real murderer.

Daweifeng has been investigating this matter for three years, but there has been no progress. It was originally going to be a death case.

But recently, demon cultivators appeared one after another in Qinnan, Western Sichuan, and Wanjiang generations, and more than a dozen orthodox monks died.

The massacre case of Qin Nan Xueye was brought up again.

Daweifeng's investigation was ineffective, and Fudongfeng's [Sanhua Cave] made new achievements in the demon hunting operation. Taking this opportunity, it took this opportunity to submit a thorough investigation of the Bloody Night to the Presbyterian Council, and it has now been approved.

In the case of Qin Nan's bloody night massacre, Fudo Peak had stumbled twice, and no more mistakes were allowed.

He Lingxin can become the main investigator of this case, which shows that he is very trusted by the senior management of the family.And his sea-suppressing beast supernatural power is really mysterious, and it couldn't be better used here.

Seeing the deacon in charge leave the secret room, He Jingjing wandered around the cabinets, "What did you read from the deacon's heart?"

She may be more urgent than anyone else to catch the murderer.

During the bloody night, she witnessed the thug's fighting posture, and experienced the crisis of life and death. She gained a new understanding on the avenue, and retreated for three years. She wanted to break through in one fell swoop. Appearing, she was almost so tired that she became paralyzed and lost her temper.

Then when she was practicing, the shadow of the devil would flash in her mind from time to time, disturbing her from being able to concentrate on her practice at all.Then he knew that the root cause of his family's disease had already been established, and only by killing the bloody murderer could it be resolved, otherwise he might not be able to make any progress for the rest of his life.

Because of this, taking advantage of the opportunity to restart Qin Nanxueye's investigation, he volunteered to come here with He Lingxin to investigate.

……

"The deacon is fine. He really hasn't been here for a long time. He also doesn't know anything about Xue Ye's shipping situation."

He Lingxin carefully observed the situation in the drawer, there was a thin layer of dust on it.

"What should we do next?" He Jingjing asked, "The records of the month of Xueye are missing. Is it possible that the murderer did something wrong?"

"It's too early to make a conclusion," He Lingxin said with a calm face, "I read from the message of the deceased's remnant soul that there were several airships passing by the scene of the incident that night. The Heavenly Master's boat was just one of them. Now it's just a big suspect Just a little."

In the other corner of the secret room, Bu Er's heart suddenly sank.

This strange male cultivator is undoubtedly at the ground bridge level, and he is walking on the road of spiritual perception.

Judging from what he saw just now, it seems that the other party has at least two powerful supernatural powers of mind reading and communication with dead souls.

For Fuji, this person is undoubtedly a huge threat.

He began to carefully recall what happened that night, looking for possible omissions in his family item by item.

The face was covered with a mask.Two-color sharp blades, body-folding techniques, these unique roots are not exposed.The Fenglong Shadow Sword has shown its appearance, but it is not easy to find out how many copies of this sword have been sold in the monk world.

And after the bloody night, he seldom used this sword in front of others, just to prevent it from being connected with the bloody night one day.

The only thing to worry about is whether you have exposed anything after you lose consciousness.

……

The secret room was quiet, only the sound of footsteps on the floor.

"At least there must be something wrong with this boat trip, otherwise why would the records disappear for no reason?" He Jingjing said.

At this point, she is absolutely unwilling to give up the slightest possibility.

"It's empty here too!"

After opening a few drawers casually, she found a new problem, and she immediately yelled out.

Immediately, he opened the drawers of the wooden cabinets in front of him, and there were still a few empty drawers.

Immediately disappointed, he sighed: "It turns out that it is a common thing to lose records of this boat trip. In this way, it is not too surprising that the records of Xueye's voyage were lost."

He Lingxin reached out and wiped a handful of dust from the bottom of the drawer, and carefully judged, "The dust is of average thickness. It seems that these records should have been stolen at the same time not long ago."

He Jingjing also tried to look at it, only to realize that it was so, and felt even more disappointed, "Xue Ye was three years ago, if the murderer wanted to erase the traces, he should have done it long ago. The lightness of these dust traces means that they are recent traces, most likely It has nothing to do with the murderer."

"Not necessarily." He Lingxin evoked a bright light, covered it in the drawer, and squinted to look.

He suddenly asked for no reason, "Who do you think the identity of that murderer is?"

He Jingjing was stunned for a moment, "Hasn't it been confirmed that it is a demon cultivator?"

He Lingxin's words reminded her of very bad memories, and she suppressed the discomfort to think back and analyze, "I was there that night, and the murderer looked like he was covered in blood, with a fierce and violent aura on his body, a tyrannical body, and scarlet eyes. Everything It proves that he must have entered the path of killing and killed tens of thousands of people—Moxiu."

"Scarlet eyes?"

He Lingxin shook his head,
"Think carefully, are they red eyes?"

As he said that, he paused, and looked directly at the other party, "Or, you were also coerced by the rumors. Paralyzed yourself with the image of the magic cultivator?"

He Jingjing was still dazed at the beginning, and after a while, she suddenly raised her head, "Impossible, I saw that he was full of bloody aura. His eyes..."

Having said that, my eyes fluttered, and I realized that I was not so sure.

"You don't have to deny it in such a hurry. Although the current survivors say they saw Moxiu, but,"

Under the white light, He Lingxin looked down at the traces of floating dust, and felt as if he had touched something.

"I saw different facts from the sight of many dead souls."

"What?" He Jingjing asked hurriedly.

"It's true that the evil spirit is full of blood, but the scarlet eyes don't exist in the memory of any dead soul."

He got up, went to another empty drawer, and shone a strong light again,
"There is a very interesting thing. Before the bloody battle on the top of the mountain that almost wiped out your entire army, the murderer appeared in several places on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain, killing several teams one after another. My brother He Xun also once Fight him head-on."

He Jingjing sneered and said, "It's impossible for him to fall from the sky."

"Listen to me," He Lingxin continued to observe the ups and downs at the bottom of the drawer, "The murderer's appearance in other places is not in the state of a demon cultivator as you see it, but more like one," he paused for a while , "Normal people."

"Normal person?" He Jingjing seemed to have thought of something, "You said that, but I remembered that He Xun indeed led a few teams to surround a monk in the middle of the mountain. But it seemed that he escaped in the end ..."

"After comparing the memories of several dead souls, the monk who appeared on the mountainside and the murderer on the top of the mountain are the same face." He Lingxin nodded, "Although this face is wearing a mask, it can at least prove that the two are the same face." The same person, whose cultivation base is about the early stage of the psychic realm, has amazing combat abilities."

"Just based on this, you deny that he is a demon cultivator?" He Jingjing still refused to easily agree with his point of view.After all, in her daily practice, the murderer always appeared in her mind in the form of a demon cultivator, and this image was already deeply ingrained.

He said with a sarcastic laugh, "Do you think a mere cultivator at the early stage of psychic realm can put me in such a mess and have no power to fight back?"

"There are still many suspicious things, and his cultivation is one of them. When he was slaughtered on the top of the mountain, he fought purely with his body, and his cultivation cannot be judged. But before going to the mountainside, my brother tried it out, and his cultivation It is undoubtedly a psychic realm."

He Lingxin then asked, "I don't know if you know anything about demon cultivators who follow the way of killing."

"After the incident, I checked the information in the Sutra Pavilion within the sect." He Jingjing replied.

He Lingxin said: "That's easy to say. Generally speaking, after entering the state of killing, the demon cultivators who follow the way of killing will indeed have a sharp increase in combat power, but it will never increase explosively like this—— The spirit realm killed the two bridge realms."

"Isn't this the basic rule of Hongran monk level suppression?" He Jingjing snorted, "It's not just that the killing demon cultivator can't do it, most of us can't do it."

"But there are always exceptions." He Lingxin nodded. He has not stopped investigating, and the scope of investigation has gradually expanded. Zhang Chao gave birth to Senior Zhang."

"Zhang Chaosheng," He Jingjing was obviously a little surprised when he heard this name, and immediately understood something, "You mean, this murderer is of the same identity as Zhang Chaosheng?"

"It can only be said that it is very possible. This can explain why his combat power has such an explosive growth,"

As He Lingxin said this, his thoughts became clearer.
"Moreover, as far as I know, the sea of ​​consciousness of the killing demon is full of blood. Before the heaven and man realm, few people can keep a clear mind at all times, and they will fall into the impulse to kill at any time. As the cultivation base increases, this impulse will also will become more frequent."

"Especially, after slaughtering so many lives, the blood energy in his sea of ​​consciousness has gathered to a terrifying extent, making it even more difficult to maintain his sanity. Logically speaking, it should be easy to expose his traces."

"But after the bloody night, we closed the mountain and searched intensively. Even the flying mosquitoes were difficult to let go. We even used the spirit beasts that specialize in tracking the demon cultivators, but we still haven't found their figure. This can also indirectly prove my inference."

"What you said is very reasonable." After hearing this, He Jingjing's face became serious, and she was finally moved by what she said, "After listening to what you said, I suddenly feel that my heart is much more at ease."

The door of the secret room was closed tightly, and the body fragrance of He Jingjing was permeating in the room.

He Lingxin frowned subconsciously.

In fact, he has never had a good image of this cousin who is beautiful but has a bad reputation.

It is rumored that He Jingjing's husband died in an accident.

But He Lingxin discovered from the clues that the truth of the matter was not that simple.

He has no intention of exploring and exposing this cousin's past, nor has he any intention of having any form of emotional closeness with her.

But He Jingjing had already walked to his side, her eyes were extremely firm, "I think, with your ability, skill and knowledge, it's only a matter of time before you find the murderer. As long as you are willing to persevere."

She paused, "You know what this murderer means to me, as long as you can help me bring him to justice, I am willing..."

"No need," He Lingxin shook his head, walked away calmly, and opened another cabinet door, his eyes were cold and murderous, "The murderer killed my brother, I want to kill him more than you."

He even remembered what He Fang, the current helmsman of [Sanhua Cave], told him before leaving.

"[Sanhua Cave] is precarious, and times are difficult. Whether we can regain the trust of the peak owner, we hope that all depends on whether the bloody night case can be solved, and whether the murderer can be caught. I have great expectations for you, Lingxin, and I trust you a hundredfold , I hope you can show your talents, turn the tide, and fight a big turnaround for me in [Sanhua Cave]!"

The voice was still in his ears, He Lingxin felt that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, if he couldn't catch the murderer, he would have no face to go back to [Sanhua Cave].

In fact, when he was investigating the bloody night case three years ago, he was at the critical moment of breaking through the bottleneck, and he had been in retreat for three months.

This is a major and important matter related to the long-term personal path. He Fang took this into consideration and never awakened him from retreat.

If He Lingxin had taken the lead in investigating the matter at that time, there would never have been the case of Yun Yinzong being enshrined in secret techniques, which would damage the origin of the Dao and damage Yangshou, let alone allow the murderer to escape justice to this day.

Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty in his heart, and his determination to catch the murderer became more determined.

"Seniors," at this time, the deacon of the boat line said from outside the door: "All the monks and servants in our bank have arrived, waiting for senior's orders."

He Lingxin withdrew from his thoughts and looked outward, "Give me the roster and ask them to come in in groups of five."

He has to go through the memories of everyone in the boat trip.

In this secret room, it is easier to evoke related memories. If someone is related to the theft of voyage records, a clearer image will be formed here.

……

"How?" He Jingjing asked anxiously.

At this moment, all the people on the boat have checked, and there are only two people left in the secret room.

He Lingxin seemed to have never heard the question, his face turned pale, his forehead was sweating, and he closed his eyes and worked hard, and the magic power poured into the top of his skull like a trickle.

Then, it merged into the sea of ​​consciousness, on the title page of a scroll of silk books emitting faint black light.

Looking along the point where the mana was injected, I saw the words "Construction of the past" shining on the title page.

And in his mind, bits and pieces of memories surrounding the Northwest Branch of Tianshi Zhouxing over the past three years are simultaneously staged in several parallel fantasy worlds.

Whenever the two fantasy worlds are related, a black light will flash on the [Past Construction] on the title page of the Youhei silk book, sneaking into the mind, and combining the related fantasy worlds into one.

Sometimes, part of the vision of a vision is connected to the story of the vision next to it, and the rest of the vision is related to another vision. The black awn of [built in the past] will split the illusion, separate and reunite.

It was in this process of separation and reunion that a panorama of the past three years gradually took shape, and finally gathered into a spherical illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He Lingxin's complexion was pale, sweating profusely, and he looked haggard. Faint and fine wrinkles suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes, as if the years passed and a little life was lost...

The rare supernatural power of this trick [Building in the Past] was realized by him when he stepped into the psychic realm. Every time he uses it, he needs to pay a little life energy as an inducement, and the price can be said to be extremely heavy.

He hadn't planned to use it so early, but when he checked the memories of everyone in the boat trip one by one, he found a very strange situation - in the boat trip, some people's memories before and after the bloody night were erased or signs of alteration.

Combined with the loss of the secret room records, it is obvious that:

The murderer must have been to the Heavenly Master boat trip that night!
　Hope you all have a happy holiday.

　　In the past two days, many book friends have given rewards, and I will thank them one by one in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)