Chapter 23
The moon was bright and the stars were thin, Shen Ming arrived outside Liuzhou City, and the smell of blood rising from the sky filled his nostrils.

Shen Ming's expression was dignified, the bay red horse on his crotch seemed to be somewhat resistant to the city, no matter what he refused to go in, Shen Ming had no choice but to go in by himself.

There are ruins and dead bodies everywhere.

Even though Shen Ming was already mentally prepared, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Human lives are worthless, especially ordinary people who have no status, and are even thrown around like goods.

The massacre of Liuzhou City.

As for those officials above the third rank and above in the Qinhuai court, if they had no interests involved, they probably wouldn't even take a look at them.

Shen Ming walked carefully on the road, occasionally squatting down to inspect the corpse.

vaguely,
seem,

Can hear the wailing from hell,
Complain about the injustice in this world.

The resentment condensed in the sky above Liuzhou City, and it could not dissipate for a long time.

In front of my eyes, there was a dead silence.

Shen Ming walked quickly towards the Liuzhou inn, the shopkeeper was hanging on the window, his eyes were still open until he died.

Tianzi No. [-] and No. [-] rooms are clean.

Not a single wrinkle on the bed.

Only then did Shen Ming heave a sigh of relief, presumably the person in red and white had left before the city was destroyed.

At this time, Shen Ming had no choice but to fall into deep thought.

Qinhuai Chaotang probably will know what happened in Liuzhou City at dawn, and probably only the Shen family has the ability to massacre the city nearby.

Can the Shen family compete with the imperial court?

He still doesn't know Shen Xiao's real identity, let alone what the Shen family does.

A strong man in the Immortal Realm is willing to live under the Shen family's door and be a housekeeper.

The strength of the Shen family can be confirmed from the side.

However, Shen Ming didn't know how strong it was, and Shen Xiao didn't mention it. He just told him that he would understand after seeing the real storm and the great world in the future.

After learning that the red clothes and white clothes were safe, Shen Ming didn't need to stay.

It's depressing him here.

"Beauty head."

Shen Ming looked up at the sky, as if that beauty's head was a button, and if he found her, he could touch some clues.

The key to finding the beauty's head lies in Luanzhou City.

Time, I don't know if it will be too late.

The daily missions in the game are not refreshed every day. If it is not completed today, the mission object will continue if it is still there tomorrow.

If the task object leaves Luanzhou City, the task will be refreshed.

A shadow appeared behind Shen Ming.

A creepy feeling made Shen Min feel as if his throat was strangled, making it difficult to breathe.

"Young Master Shen."

The black shadow stood beside Shen Ming, staggered by a position.

He was wearing a black robe, his eyes were dim, and his figure was thin. The robe looked empty on him.

It looks like it's about 90 years old.

"Grandpa Fengchen?" Shen Ming was a little surprised, isn't this the old slave who chops firewood every day in the woodshed.

Why did you change your clothes today, so your aura is different?

"King Xiao knew that the young master was in trouble, so he asked the old slave to accompany the young master for a ride."

"Grandpa Fengchen, do you know who did the massacre of Liuzhou City?" Shen Ming pondered for a moment, he really needs some help now.

Feng Chen glanced at the corpses in the city.

"suicide."

"What?" Shen Ming trembled, committed suicide?

Shen Ming could still believe that one or two people committed suicide because they couldn't think about it, but the whole city couldn't think about it together?This is unrealistic, even under the great pressure of survival in 9102, such appalling things never happened.

"By the way, does Grandpa Feng Chen know about the beauty's head?" After Shen Ming finished speaking, Feng Chen was a little confused.

"A person who can confuse people, can talk, and can move people's heads." It seemed that the description was too vague, so Shen Ming added.

"Oh... after death, the resentment will not dissipate. Using the technique of sealing the corpse, condense the skull, take two souls and one soul, and inject them into it."

"Use resentment as a guide, you can cast a corpse." Feng Chen's voice was hoarse, like a dead person walking from a cemetery.

Shen Ming frowned, if he said that, there should be other shadows behind the beauty's head.

"If it's a female-headed corpse, I'm afraid she was responsible for the destruction of the city."

"The head corpse does not have the ability to attack intuitively, but it can eat people's hearts."

"Those who are not determined will fall completely and cannot extricate themselves."

After hearing Feng Chen's words, Shen Ming suddenly remembered Liu Yunfei's condition that day, it seemed like this.

The female-headed corpse should be more aggressive in a large area than the male-headed corpse, especially the beauty of the world like that beautiful head.

"However, given the damage of Liuzhou City, she should still have a helper."

"Well...these corpses have been moved and deliberately put into the way they are now."

After all, Fengchen is a master, he can know so many details with just a glance, Shen Ming is a little worried, the opponent is coming menacingly, hiding in the dark.

Now that they dare to jump out, they must be fully prepared. What are they doing for?
Discredit the Shen family?

I'm afraid not, the Shen family has already reached an extreme level of blackness, and filling in a piece of paper is just superfluous.

Right now, Shen Ming can only pin his hope of finding clues on the beauty's head.

"Grandpa Fengchen, can you send me to Luanzhou City?" Shen Ming decided to go to the Luanzhou City Lord's Mansion, and greet Yan Yuan along the way.

As soon as Shen Ming finished speaking, Feng Chen pinched one of his arms.

When Shen Ming came to his senses, he had already appeared in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion in Luanzhou City.

It's just a breath before and after.

Is this Feng Chen a fairy?
"My lord, we're here." Feng Chen's tone remained calm, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

"Grandpa Fengchen, who is stronger, you or Liu An?" Shen Ming was a little curious.

"Once fought for a hundred days, Ping."

"If he is still alive, I should not be his opponent. I am old and have lost the heart to move forward. I am not as good as him in this regard." Feng Chen was a little bitter.

"The two of us have fought and fought for a lifetime."

"At that time, I joked that when the winner could be divided, it would be better to go first."

"Liu An also said with a smile that this is unfair to him, after all I am a few years older."

"Unexpectedly, he left first." Feng Chen's eye sockets were a little moist.

Shen Ming gritted his teeth and held back the tears, and turned his head.

In my memory, Liu An has a bulging belly and a shopkeeper's mirror hanging on the bridge of his nose on the low couch. He always likes to pretend to be long and deep when he speaks, and occasionally puts off his words, a little timid and a little cowardly.

When he was a child, Shen Ming insisted on pulling Liu An to watch Widow Zhao take a bath with him, but when he was discovered, she was beaten by Widow Zhao and ran away with her head in her arms.

Sometimes, I will haggle over every detail with Wang Butcher for a piece of silver...

"I really can't see that Liu An can still become a god."

Shen Ming, I want to drink.

In the city lord's mansion, Hai Dafu was flirting with his concubine, while Yan Yuan was sitting by the side, frowning.

During the day, after Shen Ming died, the body disappeared out of thin air, which puzzled him. Although Yan Yuan knew Shen Ming's identity, he had some misunderstandings about the power of the Shen family.

He has been to Chang'an City, and even walked around it a few times, but he is just an ordinary rich family, why would the entire Northern Territory become so depressed?
"Yan Yuan, Hai Dafu get out of here, young master..."

 It's time to ask for recommendation tickets and investment!

  Beat me to death!

  


(End of this chapter)

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