Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 12: Immortal Cultivation World ([-]) The Uninvited Guest

"Host, I feel like what those monsters said doesn't have much information."

"There is information," Yan Nanxu said casually: "It proves that they were indeed human beings, that they died in pain, that someone tested living people..."

The system sorted it out and asked, "Then what should we do next?"

"If the family members of those people come to recognize each other and want to be buried in their hometown, they will bury them. If no one claims them, take a little effort and send them back to Jiange. If you do more research, you can always find out something else."

When the sun sets, the snowy night always comes early.

Cang Shu woke up slowly, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Nangong Mu beside him.

"Big Brother?"

Nangong Mu saw that he was awake and helped him sit up.

"Brother, did you save me again?"

Nangong Mu paused, and said, "Master saved us."

Master?

Cang Shu immediately understood, lowered his eyes and said: "Master is here to save the elder brother." Saving himself was just a matter of fact, if it weren't for the elder brother, the master would not have paid attention to him.

"No!" Nangong Mu said loudly, realizing that he had lost his composure, and lowered his voice a bit, "We are all master's disciples, he will definitely save us, don't think too much about it."

Cang Shu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

Nangong Mu's expression softened a bit, and he was about to say some comforting words, when suddenly there was a commotion outside the house, with footsteps and shouts coming one after another!

Someone shouted loudly: "Come on, come on! It's out of the water!"

Nangong Mu was startled, and after telling Cang Shu not to run around, he rushed out of the house by himself.

The disciples were all running towards one place, Nangong Mu looked in the direction──
A raging fire appeared on the snowfield, and there was the warehouse where the monsters were kept!
No one knows how such a big fire can appear without a sound.

The fire had become overwhelming, and the disciples tried their best to put out the flames, but to no avail. The villagers knew that this was the place where the monsters were imprisoned, so they didn't dare to come forward to help.

"Don't look for water, use local materials, use snow! Use snow to put out the fire!" Nangong Mu shouted at the disciples who were in a hurry.

At this time, a sword light flashed in the distance, like a shooting star, and circled on the ground. The sword energy was strong, blowing up a piece of snow, and rushing towards the burning warehouse!

Yan Nanxu arrived.

The flames were covered by a large sheet of snow, and died down in an instant, most of which were extinguished.

The disciples worked together to quickly extinguish the flames.

But the warehouse had already been burnt to the point that the whole thing had collapsed, leaving only a piece of scorched ruins.

Seeing such a scene, Yan Nanxu's expression was very bad, and he asked sharply, "Where's the guard?!"

Two panting disciples stepped forward.

One of them bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I saw a strange white figure at that time, like the white monster that the villagers said, so I chased after it."

Another said: "He hasn't come back since he left, and another white monster appeared. I, I'm worried..."

"So you left too?" Yan Nanxu said coldly.

The heads of the two disciples lowered.

Yan Nanxu looked at the ruins and asked, "Did that lady leave just now?"

The disciple who left later said softly: "I, I spoke to her before I left, but the lady insisted not to leave. I...I don't know if she left later..."

Yan Nanxu didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Search, search here again."

The disciples started to do it, and some brave villagers who were watching came to help.

Yan Nanxu removed a piece of charred wooden board and found that there was a thick pile of ash underneath. He bent down and put some ash on his finger and looked carefully.

Several disciples in another place suddenly exclaimed. Yan Nanxu looked up and saw them gathered in one place, motionless.

When Yan Nanxu approached, they saw a charred black corpse, which was pressed under a huge wooden board, only the upper part of the body was exposed...

"Is this... the corpse of a monster?" Someone asked softly.

It is true that the original shape is no longer recognizable, but the basic body shape can still be seen. This person is petite, and it is obviously a woman's corpse...

Yan Nanxu was silent for a while and said calmly: "Take it out and continue looking."

But after searching for a long time, there was nothing but the corpse.

"This... those monsters won't run away, right?" the villagers asked anxiously.

Impossible, those monsters have completely lost their mobility long ago, and it is impossible for them to run away by themselves.

The atmosphere here is at a stalemate, and a group of people suddenly walks forward.

"Oh, I'm sorry everyone, we're late, and the road is really not easy." The leader said politely to the village chief.

It turned out to be an "old acquaintance".

The village chief was a little confused, but seeing that the clothes of this group of people were not ordinary people, he bowed and asked tentatively: "I wonder if you are...?"

"We were sent by Ling Yuemeng to get rid of demons. Didn't your village come to ask for help?" Director Tang said with a smile.

The village head did indeed send letters to Ling Yuemeng, to be precise, he sent letters to all the sects he knew, but in the end only Jiange accepted it. I don’t know why Ling Yuemeng came here suddenly?

"Will Ling Yuemeng still accept these matters? Isn't his family famous for only helping nobles?" Some disciples whispered.

Director Tang glanced at Yan Nanxu, without changing his expression, and complimented: "Elder Yan, you are here too, you have worked hard. What's going on here, why is there a fire? Do you need our help? It must be our duty."

Yan Nanxu looked at them with cold eyes, and slowly walked down from the ruins, "The monster found in the village was almost exactly the same as the one seen on Ling Yuemeng Mountain. It was originally locked here, but it caught fire for no reason. An innocent lady His life was lost, and the monster was nowhere to be found.”

"Ah, this is such an innocent disaster, it's so sad..." Director Tang sighed.

Yan Nanxu sneered, and said, "An indiscriminate disaster? The ruins are full of ashes, and it's plant ash. This warehouse was originally empty. Where did there come from so many plants to support the combustion?"

This is why the fire is so big in an instant.

"This..." Manager Tang smiled, "Didn't you say that all the monsters are gone? Maybe those monsters are flammable and the ash they burn is similar to plant ash?"

What nonsense!

Yan Nanxu's face completely darkened, and she said slowly: "That lady, her body was lying flat. If a person was really in the fire, he must have been choked by the smoke and curled up first, but she didn't. "

It means that the woman was unable to move before the fire started, and was even dead.

Manager Tang smiled back and said in a deep voice, "Elder Yan, what do you want to say?"

"Last time in the Lingyue League, you killed the monster first to cover up your tongue. This time, you destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces, killing people."

"Elder Yan! You can speak with evidence. Do you think this is your Jiange?!" Supervisor Tang raised his voice.

He pointed to the ruins, "It was a group of harmful monsters, how could they blame us after being burned to ashes?!"

"Master has found out that these monsters are the missing people who have been alienated, and that lady even recognized her husband!" the guard disciple retorted.

Director Tang immediately said to the villagers: "Are these monsters your family? Are they yours?"

The villagers shook their heads one after another, but no one dared to admit it.

"That's right, how can you say that those monsters are people? How could people be like that? The woman you mentioned is probably not normal, maybe she thinks her husband is crazy, maybe the fire is caused by that woman herself. Woolen cloth?"

Manager Tang talked eloquently, his tone full of disdain.

However, at the next moment, Jian Guang rose with a heart-piercing scream──
Director Tang fell to the ground and tightly covered his left face. His hands were shaking, and blood kept gushing out from between his fingers. The blood flowed profusely!The tearing pain made him feel as if half of his head had been cut off!

Yan Nanxu held the sword and looked down at the prostrate Director Tang from above. The Xingting sword was shining brightly without any bloodstains.

(End of this chapter)