Chapter 108 Arrogant and winking
Outside Taizhou City.

The white-haired man patted the jar in his hand, wrapped him in a red cloth, and when he lifted the cloth again, the jar had quietly disappeared.

He said to himself, "So it's the same person!"

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired man took back the copper bell in his hand, looked at the prosperous Taizhou City, and his smile deepened.

"Interesting! Interesting! This is the first time in my life that I have suffered such a big loss!"

His hearty laughter spread far and wide, and finally disappeared in the wilderness. His voice was bright and clear, sounding without haze, but as long as one looked at his face, people knew how terrifying his expression was at this moment.

Like a poisonous snake showing its fangs.

"So you're not dead... They all thought you were dead..."

There was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, when he was manipulating the paper figurine, he saw Mo Rang's face completely.

That face that was as handsome as a god also made him hate it to the extreme.

"I spent five years cultivating a Sheqing ghost! I don't know how many people I ate! How many people I offended! Who knew that the first time I went to Shiriqing, I was killed by you—!!"

"I have suffered such a big loss, and I have learned a little lesson."

He was rolling a snow-white paper figurine in his hand, and it was after that time that he began to practice the extremely painful kung fu, learning to manipulate the paper figurine.

"If the Ghost Palace finds out about your whereabouts, it must be...very happy!"

The figure riding a donkey finally disappeared into the boundless wilderness.

....
Mo Rang returned to Luoyue Pavilion, saw that they hadn't finished eating, so he just sat there and waited slowly, tapping his slender fingers on his knees.

Can manipulate paper figurines, and raise ghosts to kill people.

It's really hard to deal with.

It's a pity that he ran like a loach, and he couldn't even catch a tail.

The only evidence I got was a dirty little jar and a severed arm.

"Ugh."

Liu Yun looked at him curiously and said, "Linghuai, why are you sighing?"

"Wait a minute and you'll find out."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from outside, and the clash of weapons could be heard, and through the door, one could see the flames outside like daylight, from far to near.

The voice stopped in front of the door and knocked cautiously and restrainedly.

"Daxia Lu...have you ever heard any voice?"

"Never."

Lu Zhao stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was the middle-aged man who had just sent them here.

He looked very anxious at this time, without the calmness he had when he brought it, his upright face was covered with beads of sweat, and his face was ashen.

And behind him, there are still many servants holding torches.

Looking at him with a strong aura, he was afraid that he was here to ask for guilt.

"Master Lin, you can speak more slowly."

The middle-aged man nodded, and glanced at Mo Rang and Liu Yun apprehensively.

"Luo Yuanwai died in Yingchun Pavilion not far from Luoyue Pavilion."

He seemed to be thinking of the scene he had just seen, his face became paler and he almost felt sick.

Liu Yun looked at Mo Rang, who looked normal, and patted Ying Qingqing's head, but didn't speak.

Lu Zhao nodded understandingly and said, "We will cooperate with the investigation in charge."

The middle-aged man hurriedly thanked him, almost knelt down to him, leaned over to the door, and shouted to the servants outside: "Go! Go to Yingchun Pavilion!"

Mo Rang packed his clothes and followed, carrying the small cloth bag he brought in from the outside behind his back, Liu Yun glanced at it, it was heavy inside, and he didn't know what it contained.

Mo Rang went out and looked in the direction of Yingchun Pavilion, where the flames were soaring into the sky, half of his face was clearly extinguished in the flames.

The intention of this manager is very obvious.

People are dead, and everyone present is suspect.Not to mention that my own yard is so close to the yard of the dead.

..........
A group of people came to Yingchun Pavilion where the accident happened in a hurry.

Now the doors and windows of Yingchun Pavilion are wide open, no one dares to enter inside, they are all surrounded outside, holding torches and candles.

A gust of wind blew, bringing a disgusting smell of blood and corpses. .

Yingchun Pavilion, as long as you stand in front of the door, you can smell the smell of blood coming towards your face, and the four or five servants waiting at the door are pale and trembling.

"This is the third this month."

"That's right, if this continues, can our Heavenly Residence survive?"

"It was Yuanwai Luo who died this time. I think the Luo family will not let us go."

……

Don't let your ears be good, but you can hear what these people said from a long distance away. It seems that this is not the first time that this has happened in Heaven.

Manager Lin had no idea and glared at the servants before and after he arrived at the door, "Stop talking so much and leave quickly!"

Under the illumination of countless lights, Lu Zhao clearly saw the scene inside.

Minced meat, white bones.

Like leftovers after being eaten coldly, it flakes off on the ground at will.

If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely spit it out.

"what 's wrong?"

The manager shook his head.

"We have no other choice now. We can only offend people. Please invite the guests who are eating here tonight to be a witness and catch the murderer who killed Luo Zhangshi."

Lu Zhao almost understood it, so he checked the unusual murder scene in the room.

At this time, more people came, and a fat man who was cursing was surrounded by a few servants not far away.

This man was fat and ugly, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes, with thick lips and fat face, with upturned nostrils. He never forgot to hug a woman in a red skirt on the way here.

"Something happened to you yourself in the sky, why did you bring me here, master? Don't you want to hang the fault on me!? When you go back, I will let my father peel your skin!"

He spit out dirty words, making the boss's face even more ugly.

Mo Rang glanced at this man's arrogant appearance, "Who is this man?"

A servant next to her tugged at her cuff, telling her to keep her voice down, "This man is Yu Jia Yu Tianqian, and his father is Broken Finger Yu Yi! Don't mess with him..."

At this moment, the fat man rolled his eyes and saw Mo Rang in front of the door, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey!? Here's a good one."

He dropped the woman in his arms and stepped forward with an evil smile.

Those greasy hands were almost close to Mo Rang's chin, and they were hit by the hilt of the sword.

"Are you looking for death?"

"Snapped!"

Mo Rang not only knocked his hand down, but also used the hilt of his sword to deflect the fat and ugly face, and turned it hard.

Liu Yun covered Ying Qingqing's eyes.

Mo Rang withdrew the sword in his hand and said, "Next time you won't just use the hilt."

Without the hilt, it is natural to see blood directly.

Yu Tianqian was about to get angry when he saw his eyes.

Eyes like looking at ants.

That is momentum, the momentum of a strong person.

He Yu Tianqian is a lazy eater, but he can't stand the huge family fortune. His parents are all masters of the rivers and lakes. After seeing a lot of strong people, he naturally knows who can be offended and who can't be offended.

The person in front of him is the one he can least offend.

She looks weak and amiable, but in fact her heart and blood are cold and black.

 A hole has been filled, it will be sunny on the [-]th!ヾ(●`●)Wow~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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