Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

Shen Shi's smile suddenly stopped, and his face showed a fierce look: "You are looking for death!"

After saying that, the iron whip swept straight towards Feng Jia's forehead. The murderous intent coming towards her made her squint her eyes slightly. She stepped lightly and fell backwards.

A gust of hot wind blew in Feng Jia's face, brushing past her cheek. The iron whip slammed heavily on the ground, immediately creating a deep hole in the ground, and bricks and dust were scattered all over the ground.

The attack missed, and Shen Shi moved his hand. The whip picked up the brick and hit Feng Jia again. Feng Jia immediately raised his sword to block it. The broken blade collided with the iron whip, making a whimpering sound. The whole sword body was bent into an arc, and it seemed that it would break in the next second.

However, at this moment, Shen Shi felt a numbness in the palm of his hand. He didn't know what sword technique the opponent used, but the broken sword actually bounced his iron whip away. He was hit and took two steps back. The numbness spread from the palm of his hand to his internal organs. Shen Shi's heart was shocked, his throat was slightly sweet, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

What a strong sword energy!

This little girl is so powerful?

In this moment of distraction, Feng Jia's broken sword had already swung towards him. Shen Shi was shocked and shook his hand. The joints of the iron whip were tightly fastened together, and it actually became a heavy sword, blocking the fatal blow.

"Your weapon is great," Feng Jia's eyes lit up, "It belongs to me!"

After she finished speaking, she swung her sword again. Her sword strikes were as dense as raindrops. Shen Shi had no power to defend himself and could only retreat again and again.

He narrowed his eyes and swung out his sleeves. Feng Jia felt countless silk threads flashing with silver light coming towards her. She immediately turned her head to avoid them. She heard a few "tap, tap, tap" sounds, and the hidden needle shot into the wall behind her, penetrating three-quarters of the way.

"Are there any hidden weapons?" Feng Jia smiled, "Not bad, not bad. They are all mine!"

Shen Shi's heart was shocked. This little girl's movements were very strange, and her swordsmanship was hard to tell. She was a tough target. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would either be killed by her or be captured alive by the pursuers.

Thinking of this, Shen Shi no longer hesitated, and flew out like a shooting star. Feng Jia crossed his arms but did not chase him. He just said to the darkness: "You two, you have seen enough, why don't you take action?"

Upon hearing this, Song Huai, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned.

She originally wanted to see how good Xie Lanzhao was at swordsmanship, but she didn't expect that the other party actually knew she was here, but... two of them?

Who else?

Seeing that Shen Shi was about to escape, Song Huai no longer hesitated. He flew down from the top of the tree and kicked Shen Shi in the chest, kicking him down in mid-air.

"what!"

Shen Shi was caught off guard, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, with his back hitting the ground. The severe pain made him pale and sweat profusely, but he didn't dare to stop. He immediately got up and ran to the other side. Song Huai was about to chase him, but saw Feng Jia gently shaking her head at her with a faint smile on her lips.

Song Huai was puzzled, but stopped subconsciously.

In a moment, Shen Shi, who had fled, slowly retreated from the black fog, and together with him came a young man holding a black iron sword. The young man was tall and slender, and his face could not be seen clearly in his night clothes. Only his eyes shone with amber luster under the moonlight.

The sword in his hand was shorter than an ordinary sword, only five feet long, and flashing with a sharp edge.

It’s Li Yunyu.

Feng Jia deliberately looked back at Song Huai, and seeing that the vigilance between her brows had not relaxed, she knew that Song Huaimei was not lying and that the two of them probably did not know each other.

The three men surrounded Shen Shi in a circle, and as Feng Jia got closer, the circle became smaller and smaller.

"Just surrender." Feng Jia looked at him.

Shen Shi looked at the three people who were pressing towards him, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes. However, the next second, he seemed to have made up his mind. He quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and suddenly laughed strangely: "Don't even think about it!"

"Stop him!"

Upon hearing this, Song Huai immediately threw the silk thread in her hand away. The silk thread hooked onto the white porcelain bottle. She suddenly pulled the force and the bottle was in Song Huai's hand. When she looked closely, she saw that it was empty.

Oops!

The three of them watched Shen Shi swallow the pill. His eyes instantly turned blood red and his muscles swelled up instantly, bursting his robes and revealing the gray and blue muscles underneath. His blood vessels also swelled up. Feng Jia heard a "clicking" sound. It was Shen Shi's head twisting uncontrollably to the left and then back, with the expression on his face terribly distorted.

"What did he eat?" Song Huai frowned fiercely.

Feng Jia recalled the record in the Dali Temple case file and said, "The evil cult's brain pills."

"If you take a small amount of this drug, your spirit will gradually become weak, and eventually your expression will be distracted. You will be easily brainwashed and obey others. But if you take a large dose..."

After a pause, she frowned as she looked at the monster in front of her that could no longer be called human and said, "It will be like him. His power will increase dramatically in an instant, and his body will no longer feel pain. But there is a price to pay. The price is burning your life! After the effect of the drug wears off, the pain from the wounds on your body will instantly increase several times, or even thousands of times. Even a slight bite from an ant will cause you excruciating pain!"

"So a normal person can only take it three times in his lifetime! After three times, he will die!"

"Let's attack him together before he completely absorbs the drug!"

After she finished speaking, the sword in her hand flew out and pierced straight into Shen Shi's chest. The opponent was bleeding profusely in an instant, but there was no fear or pain on his face, and there was even a hint of bloodthirsty excitement. His hand tightly grasped Feng Jia's sword like a thousand-pound magnet, and then he chopped hard with the heavy sword in his right hand.

Feng Jia's sword broke into two pieces instantly. One piece was held in Feng Jia's hand and was blown away along with its owner by the powerful sword energy. Countless sword fragments exploded and flew in all directions. Song Huai and Li Yunyu flew to avoid them at the same time.

The other piece was still stuck in Shen Shi's chest. Blood dripped down the sword and fell to the ground, splashing blood. However, he didn't care at all. He pulled the broken sword out of his chest and threw it at the woman in the dark blue dress. There were two "ding ding" sounds, and the broken sword collided with Feng Jia's sword, creating sparks. It circled around the gap of the woman's blade twice, reducing some of the force before stabbing diagonally into the tree trunk next to it.

Shen Shi's twisted face showed a hint of smile, but before the smile could reach his eyes, a hanging thread with a cold glow wrapped around his neck. His instinct for survival made him lower his head immediately. The hanging thread brushed past his ear and cut off half of his ear.

Shen Shi covered his broken ear and looked at the girl holding the hanging thread. The girl's figure gradually overlapped with the black-clothed man who had fought with him that day. Fire flashed in his eyes: "It's you! Give me back what I stole!"

"The stuff is right here. Let's see if you can survive and take it!"

The two men fought for a long time. Feng Jia soon realized that Song Huai's moves were not as refined as before and he began to show signs of fatigue. However, Shen Shi seemed to have endless energy and swung the whip faster and faster.

"If you don't confess, your maid will die here."

Feng Jia glanced sideways. Li Yunyu had stood beside her without her knowing when. She asked in confusion, "What?"

"Your witchcraft." Li Yunyu lowered his eyes slightly: "Just like the trick you used on me that night, bewitching him!"

Feng Jia: “…”

No wonder he didn't use his full strength. It turned out that he wanted to rely on her. But what witchcraft did she have?