Heavenly Dao Formula

　　Humans...slaughter humans?

　　 Xia Fan did not go to ask what she saw.

　　 He only felt rejection and habituation in the eyes of the opponent.

　　——The Fox Demon doesn't want to elaborate on this issue.

　　 Realizing this, Xia Fan had to press the doubt in his heart.

　　……

　　 Early the next morning, Wei Wushuang had changed into an alchemist uniform and appeared vigorously at the door of Xia Fan's residence.

　　 "Today is the first class of the first batch of new alchemists, we can't be late!"

　　 "I see, I see," Xia Fan yawned and walked out the door. In order to make up for the training time for Qi Yin, he sat until two or three o'clock in the morning last night before going to bed, and now he is a six-to-five civil servant, he really can't adapt.

　　 Not long after dawn, the sky was still pale blue. After a night of filtration, the smell of firewood in the air had faded a lot.

　　 The heat of the summer season was also diluted by the sea, and the morning breeze that swept across the street was covered with coolness, and I took a bite, and even tasted a little salty.

　　 If there is no such thing as burning salt, Jinxia City might also be a good place to live.

However, after leaving the courtyard wall, Xia Fan saw something unusual: many people wearing official government service were walking back and forth along the street, seeming to search for something, while the people avoided far. Yes, whispering to the wall.

　　 Xia Fan scanned the latter's eyes twice, and quickly fell on a touch of brown.

　　 Common sense told him that it was a trace of the blood drying up.

　　 "It's just what you humans love to do."

　　 What Li said last night suddenly appeared in his mind.

　　 Could this be the source of yesterday's screams?

　　 "Did you hear any unusual noise yesterday?" He asked Wei Wushuang.

　　 "No, I went to bed very early, and it was dawn when I opened my eyes." The fellow countryman touched his head, "What happened?"

　　 is really a carefree rich second generation... Xia Fan recounted what he heard, but omitted the part of the fox demon.

　　 "That's it," Wei Wushuang was surprised, and then frowned, "I guess... it's probably the gang."

　　 "Gang?"

　　 "Well, Jinxia City is not more populous than Fenghua County, and it has more people and power. When I came here to do business, I was blocked by them. I paid some money to get out. As for the specific gangs here, I don't know much."

　　 Xia Fan nodded, and returned his gaze to the blood stain.

　　 Obviously this was a long-term pursuit. The blood was spilled along the street, and there should be more than one victim.

　　 After hundreds of meters in the direction of the Privy Council, the onlookers suddenly increased a lot, and a dozen or so government officials surrounded a private house compound, preventing everyone from approaching.

　　 Obviously this is the source of the case.

　　 "I remember the Privy Council can also participate in the case, right?" Xia Fan asked in a low voice.

　　 "Yes, but only limited to the evil incident, this matter has nothing to do with us." Wei Wushuang also lowered his voice.

　　 "How can you see it?"

　　 "Look," he pointed to a pile of iron tools at the entrance of the courtyard, "that should be the murder weapon found by the government, it is still stained with blood. I have never heard that evil spirits can use knives and sticks."

　　 sounds like it does.

　　 There are a few swords in the pile of iron tools, but more are hoes, shovels, and kitchen knives-obviously the attacker has the advantage of the equipment.

　　 Xia Fan also noticed that the corpses were constantly being lifted out of the courtyard. Through the human walls, he could vaguely see a few corpses with strange icons embroidered on their clothes.

　　 That seems to be a white flower.

　　 And the shape of the petals... makes him feel familiar.

　　 Wei Wushuang may have guessed right, this incident should be just an ordinary murder.

The only thing that made him caring was that after the officials noticed the black alchemist robes on both of them, they invariably leaned inward, making the wall closer, as if they were not civil servants of Qiguo, but The same as the murder suspect.

　　 This repulsive behavior made Xia Fan give up the idea of ​​going to find out.

　　 When they arrived at the Privy Council, the sun had just climbed over the wall. The two stepped on the six o'clock bell and walked into the inner hall of Zhiwei Hall. Four people were already waiting for them in the spacious room.

　　 Obviously these four and two of them are the first batch of new alchemists mentioned by the receptionist.

　　 "Flower picking thief?" A woman asked in surprise.

　　 Xia Fan fixed his eyes and found that the other party was Luo Youer.

　　 As these words were spoken, the eyes of the other three people suddenly became strange.

　　 "No, what do you mean by Caihua Thief?"

　　 "Sneaking into the boudoir of an unmarried woman is usually a flower picker."

　　 "That's an exam!" He quickly defended, "And I didn't go for people. The source of the spiritual fire is my goal! Don't you and your senior sister agree on this!"

　　 "Well, it's okay to change to a thief, right?" Luo Youer had a reason.

　　 Xia Fan decided to give up arguing.

　　 "Huh, boring farce." Another handsome man in a Chinese suit looked away and found a seat for himself.

　　 "My name is Shangguan Cai, and I came here from Shangyuan City." The woman beside Luo Youer walked over generously and said, "I would like to see you for the first time."

　　Re-surname... Xia Fan couldn't help looking at her twice.

　　 Qi bangs, single ponytail, not tall or short, with freckles on his face, slightly collapsed nose, ordinary appearance, no obvious jewelry on his body, and he does not look like a famous family.

　　 The only bright spot is her eyebrows.

　　 The tall willow eyebrows and slightly raised eyes give people a feeling of heroism.

　　 "Yue Feng, from Suzhou." The last person briefly introduced.

　　 Compared with the precious son before, this man's clothing decoration is much more casual. He didn't even wear a crown. He just tied a bun with a cloth strip to highlight a chic and comfortable.

　　 It’s just that Xia Fan noticed that his forearms exposed outside of the alchemist suit because of his chest holding his chest were quite sturdy, the knuckles of the back of his hand were high, and there were many scars, undoubtedly after long-term training.

"I'm Xia Fan, this is my fellow townsman, Wei Wushuang, we are all from Fenghua County." Xia Fan smiled "kindly", no matter what, these alchemists are his colleagues who need to get along for a long time. You can't go wrong with good relationships.

"Oh, are you all here?" At this moment, an old man with half-white hair and about fifty years old walked in-although his age is older than this time, his footsteps are not seen. Not dull at all, and his voice is full of breath. "Yes, no fools have joined the Privy Council this time. Sit down, everyone. My name is Zhang Mingya. You can call me Zhang Master, Zhang Teacher, Zhang Master, but don't call Zhang Master, do you understand? You don’t have to call yourself disciples either. I teach you that it’s just a matter of your own. There is no mentor-discipline friendship at all. If you remember, let the old man respond!"

　　 It took a long time for everyone to react, and said one after another, "I'll remember it later."

　　 Is this the style of Liupin Wendao? Xia Fan was astonished. The weight of the relationship between teacher and student is comparable to blood relationship to some extent. It is not uncommon for teachers and students to form factions from generation to generation. He doesn't care at all?

"Very well, don't forget that you are alchemists in the Privy Council. Improving your own strength is more important than etiquette." Master Zhang nodded with satisfaction, "This lesson, the old lady wants to teach you how to better understand your own anger. "He opened a small notebook, "The alchemist whom I ordered will stand on the stage."