Alien Arms Dealer

The Xiao family occupied the largest piece of land in Chongyang, but it was a pity that overnight, this most beautiful family sect became a dead house in an instant.

Song Qiheng stared at the scorching sun, stood in front of Xiao's house, wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and said displeasedly: "Why do I have to follow you?"

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Mo Ziqing patted him on the shoulder and joked, "Qiheng, you can't say that, just treat this experience as an opportunity to practice!"

"Okay, let me take it as a favor for you, cousin! But..." Song Qiheng pointed to the man in black who looked like an ice sculpture behind him, and asked, "Why did this person follow?"

Xiao Jiu squinted his eyes, stared at Song Qiheng, and quickly looked away, looking up at the door plaque of Xiao's house.Song Qiheng said Mo Ziqing's heartfelt feelings. In fact, he didn't want to ask this person to come with him. However, Xiao confessed and asked his subordinates to help with the investigation. It seems that he still doesn't trust himself!

It's just that it's not good to send someone, but this guy is paralyzed. Mo Ziqing really thinks this guy is not pleasing to the eye for a long time!

Anyway, this guy doesn't talk much, so just pretend he doesn't exist!

The destruction of the Xiao family is a major event in Chongyang. After the accident, the corpses should be transported back to the Yamen. However, the Xiao family is a local family of the Spiritual Family, and the government dare not touch their corpses, so they can only let the corpses go. Placed in Xiao's yard, waiting for orders from above

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There were guards near Xiao's house. When Mo Ziqing and the others came, those officials stopped them until Song Qiheng revealed his identity, and those people let them in with a nod and a bow.

The Xiao family had an accident the night before yesterday. When three or four disciples who had gone out on missions came back yesterday morning, they found that something had happened to the Xiao family. From the patriarch down to the servants sweeping the floor, no one was spared.

To be able to kill the entire family in one night is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Mo Ziqing opened the door first, and immediately a strong stench rushed towards him.

The three of them walked into the gate, and saw a large pile of corpses lying in disorder on the ground.Due to the hot weather, the corpses had only been placed for a day before emitting a stench. What was even more shocking was that the corpses on the ground were all bloody and mutilated!

Mo Ziqing held his nose and squatted in front of a dead body. He saw that the dead body seemed to have exploded from the inside. The skin and flesh were bulging, and the bones were exposed. Some heads were missing, some arms and legs were missing. In short, this It's a horrible situation.

Seeing this tragic situation, Song Qiheng couldn't help shouting: "Oh my God! Who did this? It's so cruel!

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Xiao Jiu silently glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said coldly, "It may not be made by humans!"

"Didn't it be made by a human? Could it be... a monster?" Song Qiheng suddenly realized, "Maybe some powerful monster broke into Xiao's house and killed them all! I don't think it looks like it was made by a human." of!"

Looking at the situation, Mo Ziqing thought of another thing.

"Qiheng! Think about it carefully, this situation...does it look familiar?"

"What does it look familiar to you?" Song Qiheng pinched his nose and said, "Are you talking about the death of the Xiao family? Why can't I remember where I saw such a cruel method of killing..."

"Donglai Town!" Mo Ziqing reminded him.

After being reminded by Mo Ziqing, Song Qiheng suddenly realized, "That's right! Donglai Town was attacked by monsters before, and those who were killed also died terribly. Although I haven't seen the situation at that time, our Song family Some of the disciples have seen it with their own eyes, just like the situation of the Xiao family!"

"By the way, last time I had something to do and left there early, how did the problem in Donglai Town be solved in the end?"

Song Qiheng sighed, "Everyone's heads are arguing, no one is willing to enter the town to investigate the truth, for fear of being infected with the plague, so they finally decided to destroy Donglai Town!"

Mo Ziqing sighed, "In the end... did we still do this? Now? Has Donglai Town disappeared?"

"With the strength of those dozen or so masters, Donglai Town has long been turned into dust! I was there at the time, and I saw with my own eyes that several auras entered the town, and after a while, it was razed to the ground. I just feel sorry for those people. ..."

Mo Ziqing waved his hand, "If the Xiao family's death was also caused by monsters, they might also be infected with the plague, right?"

Song Qiheng panicked when he heard this, "Really? Then...I'll report this to my elder brother immediately!"

"Wait a minute!" Mo Ziqing stopped him, "We still can't prove that the Xiao family's death was caused by monsters. In other words, even if monsters did it, we can't guarantee that they won't be infected with the plague. After all, Before what happened in Donglai Town, people who were killed by monsters had never been infected with the plague!"

"Hmm! That's right...it's a bit difficult..."

Mo Ziqing didn't know what to look for in the pile of corpses, Song Qiheng was taken aback, "Cousin, you dare to touch the corpse! Aren't you afraid of contracting the plague?"

"It's okay! Just wash it with realgar when you go back!" Mo Ziqing felt that if he wanted to clear Xiao Cheng's innocence, the most important thing was to find out the cause of Xiao's death and prove that it had nothing to do with Xiao Cheng, but he turned from the front of the courtyard to the courtyard. In the back, except for bloodstains all over the place, not even a weapon was found, which is really strange.

The Xiao family is also a small family of the Spirit Sect. Logically speaking, if the family is attacked, they should fight back. But when these people died, they didn't have any weapons on them. It's so strange!Could it be that, as Xiao Cheng said, these people were controlled by magic?

Mo Ziqing couldn't figure it out. At this moment, Xiao Jiu, who had never said a word, suddenly said, "The quantity is wrong!"

"What's the wrong amount?" Mo Ziqing asked subconsciously.

Xiao Jiu raised his head, gave him a cold look, and then said: "As far as I know, the total number of people killed in the Xiao family is 430 or six, but these corpses are only 390, 46 corpses are missing!"

Song Qiheng was dumbfounded, "You...you actually...checked the number of these corpses in such a short period of time? My God, how did you do it?"

What's more, some corpses still lack arms and legs. It's hard for this kid to be able to count so clearly in such a short period of time. How did he do it?

Xiao Jiu was too lazy to answer his naive and idiot question.

You must know that no one in Feihong Pavilion is a master of accounting. At the beginning, Xiao Chenggong set a goal for them, and asked them to complete the amount of accounting within the specified time every once in a while. For a long time, everyone Having developed this ability, sometimes they can even tell the amount at a glance as long as they put money in front of them.

"So you mean, apart from the few disciples who went out, there are actually more than 40 people missing?"

Xiao Jiu said another word, which made them dumbfounded!

"There is no body of Xiao Tingnan, head of the Xiao family!"

Mo Ziqing turned his head and stared at him in surprise, "Are you sure?"

"The last time Xiao Tingnan came to Feihong Pavilion to make trouble, I saw him!" The implication is that among the piles of dead bodies here, there is no Xiao Tingnan at all?

"Then it will be easy. As long as we find Xiao Tingnan and the survivors and find out the truth of the matter, Da... Pavilion Master Xiao will be fine!" Song Qiheng said excitedly.

Mo Ziqing shook his head in disapproval. If Xiao Tingnan is really alive, it's fine if he doesn't beat him up. It's unreliable to expect him to exonerate his son!

So, coming here today, is there actually no gain at all?

Mo Ziqing couldn't help feeling a little disappointed...

If no evidence can be found by the day of the trial meeting, Xiao Cheng... I'm afraid it's more ominous than good luck!

"Let's leave first!" Mo Ziqing said with a sigh.

The other two, one helpless and the other silent, finally followed him and left the Xiao's house.

Although Xiao Cheng was under house arrest in the Song family, he ate well, lived well, and was served on weekdays. If it wasn't for a row of monks standing outside the courtyard to guard him, he would have thought he was on vacation.

However, Xiao Cheng was a restless person, and he really couldn't bear to let him eat and sleep all day long, so he decided to find something to do.

But the Song family was somewhat wary of him. In addition to some daily necessities, there were some pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the room. As for those dangerous things, such as scissors, vases, and ropes, they were all hidden. stand up.

Xiao Cheng thought it was ridiculous, was it to prevent him from committing suicide?

This is too ridiculous!He's not that fragile yet!

On days with nothing to do, Xiao Chengcheng tried to find something to do. For example, he took out a piece of white paper from the table, spread it out, and drew on it with a brush.

It's a pity that Xiao Cheng has no artistic talent, and the things he draws are horrible.

When Song Qiwen came into the room, he saw Xiao Cheng was sitting at the desk, holding a pen and ink, his serious appearance was indeed somewhat elegant.However, when he walked around behind Xiao Cheng, he saw the messy things drawn on the white paper, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and asked, "Pavilion Master Xiao, what are you drawing?"

Xiao Cheng was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a person behind him. When did Song Qiwen come in and he didn't even notice?Sure enough, after being locked up for two days, I became lazy and even became dull in vigilance!

Fortunately, Song Qiwen had no ill intentions towards him. Xiao Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, put the brush on the pen stand, and said, "Song Zongzhu, I drew people, animals, and rooms. Can't you see it?"

"..." Sorry, I really can't see it!

Although Song Qiwen really wanted to say a few words of compliment, but looking at the ink stains like twists, he really didn't know what to say.

Xiao Cheng rubbed the paper and threw it on the ground, "I am an impressionist!"

Song Qiheng: "..."

Sorry, I really don't know what impressionism is!