[Comprehensive martial arts] Strength won't let me keep a low profile

Hell, mediocre pharmaceutical genius!

Someone first created the poison gas of indiscriminate attack, and then gave the antidote to make people cry even more on the spot, can they still correct their self-perception?

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and the temperature is rising.

Huang Yaoshi felt that the night wind was getting colder and colder.

Not surprising, not at all.

Chi Zangfeng mentioned that her master would say 'the Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot'.Like a teacher, there must be an apprentice, and some unusual self-awareness has become a matter of course.

Huang Yaoshi silently read a few words, heartbroken, and went straight to the dead man in black without saying a word. What is more important now is to find out why these people died suddenly.

After examining the corpses, it was found that all the murderers had one thing in common, a bloody mark began to appear on the heart, which was more or less deep or shallow.

"These people have a murderous intent buried deep in their bodies. When the dark energy is stimulated, it is like lighting a fire. The medicine barrel directly hits the heart and makes people die instantly."

Huang Yaoshi said, recalling the scene before the man in black died.

The man in black was very angry at first because of the poisoning, and then he didn't know what to think of, and he was extremely frightened, and then his body convulsed and died.

The panic from the heart stopped at the moment of death, causing the 28 corpses to show extremely strange expressions.

Chi Zangfeng connected the cause and effect before and after, and it is not difficult to guess that the dark energy planted in the body of the man in black was induced by her sweat medicine.

For heaven's sake, she never intended to make a deadly sweat medicine, which would completely violate the essence of stun people.Once the prisoner is dead, how can he interrogate his origin, evil purpose, and crimes he committed.

So far, the situation is clear.

The behind-the-scenes mastermind injects a dark energy into the subordinates' bodies. Once they are exposed to stun drugs, these people may die suddenly.

The purpose is clear, it is to kill people and silence them. I would rather kill my subordinates than let them be captured and reveal the relevant inside information.

Ruthless!

This label is properly affixed on the forehead of the mastermind behind the scenes.

The two checked the body again, focusing on finding clues about the murderer's identity.

A group of men in black have no tattoos, no tokens, and no related warrants, the only difference is the belt they wear.

"Is this kind of embroidery meant to express looking at the Big Dipper at night from the observatory?"

Chi Zangfeng looked at the embroidery on the belt, but there were scenes and no one, making the meaning of the patterns of the observatory and the Big Dipper unclear.

Huang Yaoshi said disgustedly, "The stitches are so bad, these people can't even afford good embroiderers."

There are two possibilities: the murderers are not rich enough, or they are careless and careless about details.

Ike Zangfeng leaned towards the first possibility.Assuming the mastermind doesn't care about the details, why bother with intricate embroidery.

An organization that lacks money connects people to an unsolved case.

The huge murder of the Jinjia Heshou Passenger Ship has not been solved so far. Why did the ship suffer a bloodbath?

Vendetta?Love kill?Robbery?

Judging from the personnel and goods on board the passenger ship where the incident occurred, the possibility of murder and robbery is the highest.

Zhou Botong later recalled that, except for the four survivors, the other passengers on the entire passenger ship prepared congratulatory gifts for Mrs. Jin Tai even though they lived in the lower cabin.

The man in black who slaughtered the passenger ship died under the thunder.

They were chopped into charcoal, and the clothes they were wearing were all charred in an instant. At that time, no clues of identity were found.

Speaking of which, is the killer of the passenger ship the same group as the murderer in front of him?

Doubt stems from a common denominator.

The killer of the passenger ship used the sad breeze, which has been extinct for more than a hundred years.

Because of what Ji Bingyan learned from her teacher, she has a little bit of anecdotes about the old martial arts, and knows the special medicinal materials needed for the sad crisp breeze.

A rare specialty of the Great Snow Mountain in Xixia, a certain poisonous plant in the Valley of Joy, has been refined several times to form the core of the toxicity of the Sad Crisp Breeze.

The relevant specific refining steps are no longer available.

However, Chi Zangfeng bought a small amount of raw materials of the poisonous plant of Huanxigu from a peddler, and used it in the production of Mongolian sweat medicine according to his own method.

This just happened to hit.

The killers who died violently were induced by the sweat medicine to hide their murderous aura in their bodies, and their behind-the-scenes masterminds laid mines in advance to kill them in the air.The question is, can any Mongolian sweat medicine induce murderous aura?

The odds are too low.

Mongolian sweat medicine is the basic medicine of Jianghu, most of which can be offset by internal force.The poisonous plants in Happy Valley are completely different, and their negative effects cannot be removed with internal force.

The mastermind behind the scenes set his subordinates to be silenced, he must have encountered a completely irresistible situation.Who knows the characteristics of the poisonous plant of Happy Valley better, and knows its particularity?

Only those who still master the method of refining the sad crisp breeze.It is precisely because he knows how terrible a poisonous plant is that he will lay a thunderbolt against it in advance.

Chi Zangfeng: Collecting several clues, there is reason to suspect that she has met the familiar organization in black.

At the scene of the death, more than one person had speculation.

Huang Yaoshi detected the dark energy planted in the murderers' bodies.

This method is somewhat familiar, and it resembles the past events of the teacher's family that the master accidentally mentioned.

Under the rule of the Vulture Palace of the Xiaoyao School, the life and death talisman makes people tremble with fear.It is said that sending a stream of cold ice into the body will make people unable to survive or die.A hundred years ago, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect established their own sects, but none of them survived.Where did the mastermind behind this group of black-clothed murderers come from?

A moment of thought.

The two were silent again, and some guessed that the matter involved secrets that could not be revealed.

Skimming what I can't say, I took the time to go around the small village.

Now there is no trace of the villagers, and there is no half of the corpse.The furnishings of every household are neat, with no signs of resistance and struggle, as if the villagers evaporated overnight.

Everything is weird and weird.

In the world of martial arts, life and death are impermanent, and it is not clear who will take care of the responsibility after an accident.

Ordinary people can go to the government, but within the sphere of influence of the Shaolin Temple, according to the usual practice, the Shaolin Temple finds out the problem and finds out the truth.

Chi Zangfeng and Huang Yaoshi combined, and chose the latter between simply destroying the corpse and exterminating traces and digging a pit to bury the corpse.The main purpose is to leave the body as evidence for the Shaolin Temple to conduct in-depth investigations.

Of course, no one intends to admit that there was a head-on conflict with the black-clothed murderer, just be an innocent person who broke into the scene of the incident, so as not to cause a bloody mess.

What?Shaolin Temple doesn't believe it?

So what, who can come up with evidence?

There were no scars caused by unique martial arts on the body.

For this reason, Chi Zangfeng washed the bloody hatchet and left it in the small village.

Just like other hatchets, they will soon become indistinguishable from each other in the woodshed, and they are just ordinary living utensils.

"Okay, the full set of the play."

Before going to the Shaolin Temple, Chi Zangfeng changed his casual clothes for trekking mountains and rivers, and showed others in a long gown and gauze skirt.At first glance, Ping Ping is curling up, she really looks like a weak wind supporting a willow.

"Now, I am the owner of the coffin shop who has no power to restrain the chicken. Brother Huang, I rely on you to protect me all the way up the mountain."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Chi Zangfeng's new image, and nodded stiffly.

Last night, someone carried a corpse in his left hand and a corpse in his right shoulder, burying the corpse with ease.Today, I have become a weak girl who can't resist her shoulders and can't lift her hands.

The two faces switch seamlessly, the speed is fast, and the acting skills are good, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go."

Huang Yaoshi didn't want to say much, he just wanted to complete the ridiculous performance as soon as possible.

**

At noon, in front of Shaolin Gate.

The gatekeeper saw a woman and a man approaching from a distance.

The little girl had sweat on her forehead and was out of breath. She walked three steps and had to rest for two.The boy followed closely behind, expressionless, but showing an obvious guarding attitude.

After a long while, the two finally climbed up the stairs and came to the gate of the temple.

"The two benefactors are looking for Abbot Tianquan?"

Hearing the little girl's interest, the doorkeeper monk did not hide his surprise, "Sorry, the North-South Shaolin Martial Arts Tournament is approaching. The abbot ordered that the temple will not accept any outsiders within half a month."

"Didn't Abbot Tianquan inform you in advance?"

Chi Zangfeng was also a little surprised.She came here on invitation, isn't Shaolin this kind of grand sect too particular?The gatekeeper didn't know that the important visitor was coming.

Take out the invitation and show it to the gatekeeper.

"Look, Abbot Tianquan invited me to come and talk."

Chi Zangfeng pointed to the date, "It was the abbot who arranged to meet in early May, and the letter also mentioned that if I am interested, I can also watch the martial arts competition."

On the invitation, the seal of the abbot of Shaolin was used as the inscription, which is absolutely unmistakable.

The gatekeeper was dumbfounded.

Under normal circumstances, when a guest personally invited by the abbot or an elder is coming, he must inform the gatekeeper ten days in advance to avoid misunderstanding.

This is a mistake right now, did Abbot Tianquan forget to mention it?

"Benefactor, please wait a moment."

The gatekeeper monk invited the two of them into the side room for a short rest, "Can this invitation be borrowed from the poor monk temporarily, please go to the inner hall to ask for instructions."

"It's work."

Chi Zangfeng gave the invitation, and Huang Yaoshi stayed in the concierge to wait for news.

The two looked at each other, faintly feeling strange.

Chi Zangfeng said to another monk staying behind, "I heard that there are some cottages at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, which provide food for the temple. Xiliu Village, you know it? It seems to be very quiet there, and there are no people there."

Xiliu Village was the cottage where the black-clothed murderer was lurking yesterday.

Monk B belongs to the outer sect and is also in charge of material transportation. He really knows Xiliu Village.

"Oh! It's not surprising that the small village in the west is quiet there. Half a month ago, someone got married, and all [-] people in the village went to see her off. I've mentioned this matter to the chef brother, and I'll probably be back at the end of May."

The whole village is going to send off the wedding?

As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. This situation is normal, but it happened to catch up with the black-clothed gangsters who forcibly occupied the village.

Is it a coincidence?

Or have all the villagers been killed?

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Chi Zangfeng, the situation was different, and hoped she would stop talking about the murderer in black.

Chi Zangfeng naturally understood, changed the subject, and chatted with Monk B about the upcoming martial arts competition.

It is learned that the list of competitions is basically determined.

It is mainly divided into two parts, the competition between the masters of the North and South Shaolin Dharma Academy, and the competition between young disciples who have been in the field for five years.

Ten days ago, all participating monks from the Bodhidharma Academy retreated to make final preparations for the martial arts competition.

"Two benefactors, I've been waiting for a long time."

The gatekeeper came quickly and confirmed the authenticity of the invitation, "The abbot invites the two Buddhist monks to have a talk."

The new host, Tianquan, a kind-hearted middle-aged monk, personally greeted the guests at the door.

When he saw the visitor, surprise flashed in his eyes.A cute little girl, with flimsy steps and no martial arts skills, is actually the new owner of the coffin shop?The guards she brought were too young. Can a teenager in his fifteenth year protect people well?

"Amitabha, the loss of the poor monk."

Tianquan opened his mouth but only expressed his apology, "There are so many trifles these days, I really shouldn't forget that it's time to meet with Master Koike. Please come in—"

get inside.

In the tea room of the meditation room, the sandalwood is faint, and a sense of indifference and tranquility blows over the face.

However, in the chaotic world of mortals, can you really find a place beyond the square?