Chapter 103 Strange
Qiu Chan stepped on the pool of blood step by step and walked towards her senior sister's head.
Her face was full of disbelief, as if all this was a dream.
Fu Qingzhou calmed down faster than she did, strode to Xiaoling, squatted down and held her shoulders: "What happened!"
But Xiaoling's condition was worse than before in prison. That Zhou Lesheng was even worse. There was no focus in her eyes, as if her soul had been cut off from the world.
Fu Qingzhou frowned, his eyes narrowed, and he activated the Soul Seducer.
Xiao Ling didn't react at all. It seemed like she couldn't even see the pair of pupils so close to her.
Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice: "Did you feel nothing from last night to this morning?"
"I felt it."
The smoker said calmly: "But that guy doesn't plan to attack you, why should I remind you?"
"伱!" Fu Qingzhou was slightly angry, but in the end he did not pursue the question further.
Since going to Langhuan Mountain, his relationship with the smoker has changed a lot.
Now he no longer needs the smoker's advice on spiritual practice. Apart from occasionally exchanging a few compliments, there has been much less communication.
The Smoker didn't mention anything about seizing the body or the body. Most of the time, it just watched silently. If it got nagging, it would talk a little more, but it would not deliberately help Fu Qingzhou. .
Both sides knew what the other was planning and waiting for, but neither side revealed it.
In this situation, Fu Qingzhou didn't have such extravagant expectations to expect Smoker to do something for him.
On the other side, Qiu Chan hugged her senior sister's head and cried silently.
Tears slid down her cheeks, falling into a pool of blood drop by drop.
Seeing that she was in poor condition at this time, Fu Qingzhou did not call her again for the time being, but turned around to check Gu Zhengqing's body.
The skinny old man had no other scars on his body, only this palm on his chest - it was probably this palm that killed him.
"The palm force is powerful and domineering, and the bones and flesh under the palm are like cardboard."
Fu Qingzhou frowned and murmured: "The spine is broken, the heart and lungs are rotten, what a terrible palm."
>But based on this palm alone, it is difficult to determine what kind of palm technique is responsible.
It can be said that any kind of palm technique can achieve this as long as the kung fu is practiced well.
He stood up and came to Qiu Chan's side.
Qiu Chan was still holding her senior sister's head, biting her lip, and murmuring softly: "Senior sister, it's okay. Master will definitely avenge you. No matter who that person is, he will definitely not be able to survive or die..." < br>
"My condolences."
Fu Qingzhou said softly from the side: "But right now, we have to find out what happened first."
"Yeah."
Qiu Chan nodded slightly, with a hint of crying in her tone: "Senior sister was decapitated with one palm."
Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank: "A palm?"
"Yes."
Qiu Chan pursed her lips and said: "The wound is not a weapon, but a flesh palm."
>Seeing that she was still holding the senior sister's head, Fu Qingzhou had no choice but to squat down and briefly check the headless body on the ground.
The broken neck was rough and messy, with large pieces of flesh torn apart. It was indeed not as neat as if it had been cut off by a sword.
But based on this alone, can we judge that it was chopped with a hand knife?
Qiu Chan may have understood what he was thinking, and added: "We have suspected before that the person who contacted Gu Zhengqing was Fazheng, a six-level warrior in Fanyin Temple. His famous stunt is The Cloud Splitting Palm is powerful and heavy, comparable to a broadsword."
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
Is the murderer a monk from Fanyin Temple?
She didn't mention this information at all before... But it's not hard to criticize her. She also said that it was just a suspicion and there was no conclusion. Speaking of it might disturb the judgment, which was really unnecessary.
"So, do you think this monk found out that your senior sister was following him, so he killed your senior sister?" he asked.
Qiu Chan nodded.
Fu Qingzhou frowned and looked at Gu Zhengqing's body: "Then why did he kill Gu Zhengqing? Aren't they in the same group?" Qiu Chan took a deep breath and gently put down her senior sister's head: "Then this We have to catch Fa Zheng to find out...or..."
She looked at Xiao Ling who was sitting on the ground, dumbfounded: "Ask her"<. br>
"It's difficult."
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "I just tried it, and she didn't respond at all."
Qiu Chan clenched her fists, came to Xiaoling and squatted down.
She stretched out her finger, dipped some blood on the ground, touched it on Xiao Ling's forehead, and started writing the talisman.
Fu Qingzhou was startled, then quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qiu Chan's wrist: "No!"
Qiu Chan calmly turned to look at him: "Do you recognize this talisman?"
"The soul-leaving talisman...this is used by people who have opened their spiritual apertures on themselves!" Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "For ordinary people To put it bluntly, this is murder!”
The soul-leaving talisman is a kind of Taoist talisman. A person who has opened the spiritual aperture can use this talisman to temporarily leave his soul, but usually he can only leave for a very short period of time. , and cannot go too far, otherwise there is a risk of losing one's soul.
Generally speaking, the best use of this talisman is... eavesdropping.
Hide outside the wall, quietly pass through the wall, peek a little and come back immediately.
That's all.
“She has lost her soul.”
Qiu Chan said lightly: “Only by extracting her soul can we ask anything, and if I don’t kill her, she won’t survive. How long."
Fu Qingzhou sighed.
"You have no connection with her, why are you so worried?" Qiu Chan asked again: "Don't you want to know what happened?"
There was already a bit of anger in her eyes.
Fu Qingzhou thought for a moment and asked: "Is she the murderer of the serial murders in the town in the past month?"
Qiu Chan did not hide anything this time and responded: "Yes."
She looked at Xiao Ling’s face and said calmly: “When my senior sister and I first arrived in the town, we saw her following a gambler from the casino and hacking him to death in the dark. Later, I found out that she had been sold to Gu Zhengqing by her father a few years ago in the name of paying off gambling debts."
"She survived the humiliation, but was adopted by Gu Zhengqing as his bed partner. , She tried her best to pretend to survive on weekdays, but that night when she saw the gambler selling her girl, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she pulled out the knife. "
"My senior sister and I thought she could help us...so we passed her a set of simple sword skills. Whenever she killed someone, we would help her hide the traces of the murder, threaten the magistrate for her to find a scapegoat, and let her do the work for us. Nei Ying...promised to take her in after she succeeds. Even if she is not talented, she will only be a maid and she will not have to be bullied."
After hearing this, Fu Qingzhou sighed: "You originally thought, Let her kill those gamblers so that Gu Zhengqing's affairs can't be handled, so that she can lure out the people from Fanyin Temple? "
Qiu Chan hummed.
Fu Qingzhou had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Walking as a knight is not that simple. It is cool to draw a sword to help when there is an injustice, but when this happens, he feels as if he has punched cotton in the face.
"Have you finished asking?"
Qiu Chan glanced at Xiao Ling: "After asking, I will take action."
After the death of the senior sister, she obviously lost the mood to quarrel with others. Become extremely calm.
Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly.
“Let’s do it.”
He said: "Since she is the murderer... then I will inform the Yamen about this; the culprits who caused her and countless victims' current situation are Gu Zhengqing and Fanyin Temple. If she can help us leave clues, she will be considered a worthy death. "
Qiu Chan looked at him deeply, said nothing, and continued to draw talisman on Xiao Ling's forehead with her finger dipped in blood.
After a while, Taoist symbols were painted all over Xiaoling's face. Qiu Chan formed a Taoist seal with her hands and called out softly.
“Leave!”
With a buzz, Xiao Ling was shocked all over, and a puff of white smoke rose from the top of his head.
The white smoke trembled slightly, and an ethereal and confused voice came: "I, what's wrong with me?"
(End of this chapter)