Demon World: I become a martial saint with the system!

Regardless of Li Ping's body in the bedroom, Lu Shaolin raised his gun and went to the well in the courtyard to wash off the blood on his face.

Then he made a simple breakfast, filled his stomach, opened the courtyard door and went out.

At this time, it was already bright, and villagers went to work in the fields one after another.

Lu Shaolin invited a villager to go to the Yamen to report the case, but he returned home, sitting on a chair and drinking tea silently.

After waiting for an hour and a half, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the door.

It was still Catcher Sun from last time, and came in with three cops holding knives and sticks.

"Sun Butou!" Lu Shaolin greeted with clasped fists.

"What's going on this time?" Sun Butou frowned and asked.

"In the early hours of the morning, a thief sneaked into my house and tried to kill me, but I shot him to death!" Lu Shaolin said succinctly.

"Where is the corpse?" Sun Butou scanned the yard.

"In my bedroom," Lu Shaolin replied.

"You two go check it out and pay attention to collecting evidence!" Catcher Sun ordered to the cops behind him.

"Yes!" Two policemen came out in response and walked into the house.

Then Catcher Sun looked at Lu Shaolin: "Have you joined the Black Water Gang?"

"Yes, it's only been a few days since I joined." Lu Shaolin nodded.

As a head arrester in a county, he is naturally clear about the gangs in the county.

"That's my family, my name is Wei Cheng!" Wei Butou said.

"Lu Shaolin!" Lu Shaolin responded.

"Your figure has changed a lot, have you entered the skin refinement realm?" Wei Cheng looked Lu Shaolin up and down.

"I just entered the leather refining realm in the past two days!" Lu Shaolin laughed.

"At your age, if you continue to be brave and diligent, you may have a slight chance of becoming a congenital in the future!" Wei Cheng looked forward to it.

"Innate?" Lu Shaolin asked doubtfully.

"You don't know? After refining the viscera, you will refine the bones and the marrow, and then you will be the innate! It is called the innate master state!"

"External kungfu warriors step into the innate, turning strength into stellar qi, while inner kungfu warriors turn internal strength into true qi."

"Those who enter the Xiantian will prolong their life by fifty years! It's a pity that there are only a handful of people who can enter." Wei Cheng sighed.

"Why is this?"

Lu Shaolin asked suspiciously.

"In martial arts training, each level is more difficult. You can only enter Xiantian before the age of 40. After the age of 40, your body functions will decline, and it is no longer possible to enter Xiantian!"

Wei Cheng shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know what the cultivation level of the head arrester is now?"

Lu Shaolin asked curiously.

"Refining tendons is perfect, but you still can't enter the state of refining viscera. You have to rely on water to hone your skills."

Wei Cheng said.

While talking, the two policemen in the house came out quickly.

"Boss, we have found out that it was indeed the thief who sneaked into the house to assassinate him, but was killed by the little brother."

One of the catchers said quickly.

"Who is the thief?"

Wei Cheng asked.

"It seems to be Li Ping, the village chief of Panshan Village."

After thinking about it quickly, he said.

"Huh? Is this revenge for my son?"

Wei Cheng shook his head and smiled.

"Bring out the corpse and let his family take it away. Brother Lu, you should follow me to the county government!"

Wei Cheng ordered.

"Yes!"

The two detectives entered the bedroom again.

Lu Shaolin nodded and agreed to go to the county office again.

When the body was carried out of the yard, the police quickly asked the villagers to call Li Ping's family to claim the body.

One of the villagers who lived next to Li Ping said that Li Ping's wife had returned to her natal home and left two days ago, and the two seemed to have had a big fight.

Wei Cheng frowned, and had no choice but to order someone to take the body to the county government morgue first.

When Lu Shaolin heard that Li Ping's wife had returned to her natal home, she also frowned.

Then they went to the county together with Wei Cheng.

When he came to the county government, the case was still handled by Master Qian.

Lu Shaolin was also very puzzled by this, did the county magistrate never deal with things?

He took the certificate from Mr. Qian, signed it, and handed it back to Mr. Qian.

"Looking at you, you seem to be puzzled. Why do you think the county magistrate never goes to court?"

Master Qian accepted the certificate and said with a smile.

"Just a little curious."

Lu Shaolin said with a smile.

"You have also joined the Blackwater Gang. It's not a secret. Our county magistrate is already in his sixties. Naturally, it's better to have one more thing than one thing less. Just spend your old age peacefully!"

Master Qian explained.

Lu Shaolin suddenly realized that it was so!

"Go away, boy! I have to keep drinking my tea!"

Master Qian scolded with a smile.

"Farewell, boy!"

Lu Shaolin cupped his fists knowingly to say goodbye.

After leaving the county office, Lu Shaolin went straight to the intersection of Chunhua Street. He was busy with this matter all morning, and it was almost noon now.

When I came to the intersection of Chunhua Street, I saw Ma San and Li Si sitting and chatting under an old tree at the intersection.

While chatting, the two looked at the intersection from time to time. When they saw Lu Shaolin's figure appear, the two quickly got up and walked towards Lu Shaolin quickly.

"Son!"

The two clenched their fists and shouted.

"Well, how long have you been here?"

Lu Shaolin asked with a smile.

"It didn't take long. Anyway, we were both idle, so we came here ahead of time. The provincial son won't be able to find us then."

Li Si laughed.

"Let's go then!"

Lu Shaolin took the lead and walked towards Chunhua Street.

It was not night at this time, and the brothels were not open for business, but besides the brothels, Chunhua Street also had quite a few high-end restaurants.

As Lu Shaolin walked and looked, he saw a three-story restaurant with three magnificent Chinese characters "Xiangmanlou" written on the plaque.

"Just this one!"

Lu Shaolin turned his head and said.

"Listen to the young master's arrangement."

Ma San and Li Si nodded.

The three of them entered the restaurant, and immediately a waiter came to greet them.

After ordering seven or eight dishes and two jugs of old wine, the three began to eat and drink.

Lu Shaolin still didn't drink, and he had to go fishing for the river monster in the afternoon, so it was necessary to stay sober.

After eating this meal for an hour, Li Si obviously drank too much when the show ended.

Ma San, on the other hand, still has clear eyes, and it seems that he can drink a lot!

"My lord, I'll take Li Si back."

After leaving the restaurant, Ma San said in a deep voice.

"Alright, see you tomorrow then!"

Lu Shaolin nodded, he still had to prepare something to catch the river demon.

Seeing Ma San helping Li Si away, Lu Shaolin also started to get busy.

First came to the market selling live poultry, bought ten live chickens in one go, and bought a roll of rope.

He's coming to get the big one tonight!

It is now in the middle stage of leather refining, and its strength is comparable to the perfection of leather refining. An ordinary river monster must be easy to catch!

Ten live chickens and ropes cost three taels of silver, including the cost of the meal just now, 20 taels of silver have gone, leaving 18 taels of silver!

Putting the live chicken into a sack, Lu Shaolin carried the sack and a long gun, and went to buy food.

After buying ten big buns at the bun shop at the gate of the city, Lu Shaolin went straight to the shallows where he caught the river demon last time.

Coming to the shallows, Lu Shaolin looked at the big hole in the sand and frowned!

what's the situation?What kind of weirdness dragged away the three river monster corpses here?Or is it eaten?

Lu Shaolin scanned his surroundings vigilantly, dropped the big bag on his shoulder, and began to search for traces around him.

Judging from the traces of the dragging, the body of the river demon was dragged into the jungle 300 meters behind.

No footprints were left in the sand!