Train to Another World

Kang Min suddenly screamed: "You...you...what are you going to do?"

It was Li Zhuoguang who was searching Kang Min's body, causing Kang Min to exclaim, and everyone in the Beggar Clan looked at him angrily, with their eyes about to split.

Seeing the widow of the former deputy gang leader being molested in public, Qiao Feng couldn't care less. He flew towards her but was beaten away by Li Zhuoguang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with a punch.

Li Zhuoguang looked at the letter and the fan he had just found in his hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that this is the evidence. I am in a good mood today, uncle. Don't you want someone to make the decision for you? Then I will make the decision for you."

Li Zhuoguang opened the wax paint on the letter and read it at a glance: "Hey, is there such a thing?"

Li Zhuoguang unfolded his fan, displayed it in front of everyone, and said, "Does anyone recognize this fan?"

When Qiao Feng saw the fan, even though he knew that admitting it at this time would be detrimental to him, he still admitted it generously: "This is my fan."

Li Zhuoguang frowned and looked at Qiao Feng for a long time: "I think your words and deeds are like hiding your husband. I didn't expect you to carry a fan with you like those disgusting sissies."

Quan Guanqing, who was present, felt that he was offended.

Duan Yu tightened his belt, fearing that the fan inserted in his belt would accidentally fall out.

Wei Changfeng secretly decided to dispose of the fan in his storage bag as soon as he had time, so as not to leave a bad impression on the conductor.

Qiao Feng explained: "This was a gift from the former gang leader Wang Gong and Elder Xu. I have always cherished it and kept it properly. It's a pity that the folding fan was stolen recently and I didn't expect to use it to frame the blame on me."

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "I can't believe your one-sided words."

Then he asked a group of Beggar Clan disciples: "Does your sect leader like to carry this fan with him on weekdays?"

The Beggar Clan disciples looked at each other in confusion. Most of them had never seen this fan before. Some had seen it before, and that was when Qiao Feng took over the fan five years ago.

Li Zhuoguang came to a conclusion: "It seems that someone has really framed it. Madam Ma, apart from bringing this folding fan here today, have you shown it to anyone else?"

Kang Min shook his head: "No."

"What about this letter? Have you ever shown it to anyone else, or opened it privately?"

"The envelope said, 'Anyone who opens it for viewing will destroy the remaining remains, which made Yu Jiuquan uneasy.' I didn't dare to open it."

"Then this is interesting. My friend just now told me that he smelled the scent of several people on this fan and letters. The owner of these scents is here.

Since you haven't shown the folding fan or the letter to anyone else, how did you get tainted with other people's scent? "

Kang Min was shocked and said quickly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Everyone was also confused. Except for Li Zhuoguang, who was here asking and answering questions with Madam Ma, his companions were all eating snacks at the table nearby, and no one came to talk to him.

Li Zhuoguang pointed to Huang Shiren on his shoulder: "His sense of smell is very sensitive. He can smell even the faintest smell. He was the one who told me just now that the fan was contaminated with the smell of other people."

Although they knew that Li Zhuoguang's weasel was very strange, some people still stood up and questioned Li Zhuoguang's words.

Elder Song said: "Although you have great martial arts skills, you can't bully us like this. What can a beast tell you?!"

Hearing Elder Song's words, Huang Shiren was so angry that his whole body bulged: "You are the beast!"

"This...this..."

"Monster!"

Li Zhuoguang pressed his hand down and explained lazily: "Calm down, calm down, this is a strange beast, it's normal to be able to talk. Ice silkworms can also condense water into ice, it's reasonable for my friend to be able to talk."

Bai Shijing felt something was wrong, so he said, "He was raised by you. He doesn't just say whatever you tell him to say."

Li Zhuoguang nodded: "What you say makes sense, but here comes the question again. This letter was also brought out by Mrs. Ma. How do I know she didn't forge it to frame Qiao Feng?"

Several elders and other members of the gang were a little confused. Elder Song said: "Gang Leader Qiao and Deputy Gang Leader Ma have always been on good terms, and can even be called sworn friends. Mrs. Sister-in-law and Gang Leader Qiao have no grievances in the past, and they have no grievances these days. Wouldn’t do such a thing.”

Li Zhuoguang spread his hands: "It's hard to say this kind of thing. If she is a psychopath like me, Qiao Feng will look at her and feel that Qiao Feng is scornful of her. And if Qiao Feng doesn't look at her, she will feel that Qiao Feng is being scornful." It’s normal to despise her and want to retaliate afterwards.”

Elder Xu finally regained his composure, stood up tremblingly, and said vaguely: "Do you think everyone is like a devil like you... ugh!!!"

It was Li Zhuoguang who took advantage of him to speak. With a flick of his finger, a strong wind rushed into his mouth, making him retching and unable to speak any more.

"Alas!" Li Zhuoguang sighed and said, "It's really troublesome to have all these things. Since I can't sort it out, I have to do something special."

Having seen a series of operations performed by Li Zhuoguang just now, Qiao Feng only felt that this man was not in a normal state of mind. Now that he heard about the other party's so-called "special handling", he had an ominous premonition in his heart: "I wonder what your Excellency wants?"

Li Zhuoguang shook the letter in his hand: "This letter is sufficient evidence to prove that Qiao Feng had a great motive to kill Ma Dayuan, but the aura left on this letter is very strange.

Then let's just do this. I will kill Qiao Feng first, then kill the person whose smell is left on the letter, and finally kill this woman.

As long as I kill everyone who is related to this matter, then among the people I kill, there will always be the real murderer who killed Ma Dayuan, right? "

Everyone present was stunned, shocked and angry. This man was not doing this for Madam Ma, he was just holding a grudge against the Beggar Gang and wanted to find a reason to wipe out the Beggar Gang.

And as for the smell, he didn't point out who it was, so whoever he said was who it was, wasn't it?!

When Ah Zhu heard that Li Zhuoguang was going to attack Qiao Feng, she wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Xiong Facai who saw the signs. Xiong Facai whispered to her, "This kid has killed a lot of people, but none of them should not be killed, just watch. "

Seeing Xiong Facai say this, Ah Zhu could only sit down again with an anxious look on her face.

At this time, another person came, a monk. When Qiao Feng saw the monk, he hurriedly saluted: "Junior greets Master Zhiguang."

This person is Zhiguang from Tiantai Mountain. He once made a great wish to travel across the oceans and go to the wilds overseas to collect exotic tree barks and cure countless people infected with malaria in Zhejiang, Fujian, Guangdong and Guangxi. He fell seriously ill twice because of this, and as a result, he lost all his martial arts.

When Li Zhuoguang knew his deeds, he roughly guessed that the place he went to was the treasure island, and the exotic tree bark he found was the bark of the cinchona tree. From the bark of this tree, cinchona cream, also known as quinine, can be extracted, which has a miraculous effect on malaria.

When Zhao Qiansun saw Zhiguang coming, he shrank into a ball and dared not see anyone.

Master Zhiguang walked in front of Li Zhuoguang and put his hands together: "Amitabha, can you give this letter to me for review. ”

“Master Zhiguang, I know you, and I know this letter is real.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because it is true that someone wants to use this letter to frame someone, and I am not good at thinking, so I am too lazy to guess who the real murderer is. As long as everyone is killed, the murderer will die naturally.”

“Your actions are too sinful, and it is against the will of heaven.”

“Didn’t you do the same thing thirty years ago?”

Zhiguang chanted the Buddha’s name, bowed his head and said nothing, while Zhao Qiansun trembled all over.

“As far as I know, miasma will not hurt the tendons and dantian.

Master Zhiguang, you practice Buddhist martial arts. If you can’t let go of your worries and are in extreme self-blame and regret for a long time, can you still practice martial arts?

You have entered dangerous situations several times to treat epidemic diseases. Are you really compassionate or are you trying to make up for yourself?”

“Amitabha. "

"Don't call his name. If it worked, there wouldn't be so many miserable people in this world."