Predecessors

1零七章鬼蜮疑案

After Lin Yi saw He Xu came back, he quickly asked, "Has the letter been delivered safely?"

After seeing He Xu nodding, Lin Yixuan felt relieved, "Mo Yu, thank you so much. Without you, I really don't know what I would do."

He Zi hesitated for a while before saying, "Can I ask you a question? Why did you entrust me to deliver the letter instead of Jade Rabbit?"

Lin Yi straightforwardly gave the answer he wanted, "Mo Yu, let me tell you the truth, here, the person I trust the most is you."

"Aren't you afraid that I will betray you?"

"You won't." Lin Yi shook his head. He didn't know when he had trusted Mo Yu to such an extent that even he was surprised. Perhaps it was his company in his most difficult time.

He Su lowered his head, suppressing the smile hidden in his eyes.

If you have not experienced ghosts, it is difficult to imagine the blue sky without a trace of impurities, the charming perfume smell from all directions, and the sound of metal ornaments colliding between people's shoulders.

Wang Ji walked through the crowded crowd, and on the way, there were many brave little devils who wanted to boldly lift the black veil on his face and find out what happened to this strange guest.

It's just that their hands haven't been able to touch the guest's face, and a sharp sword has already been pressed against the heart.

When her eyes touched the words "Phantom Fragrance Butterfly Shadow", Wang Ji stopped in her tracks.He walked into this historic hotel, and the lobby was extremely lively, unaffected by the bloodshed that alarmed Tiangong.

The counter lady glanced at Wang Ji, with a charming smile on her face, "Are you alone?"

"Get a single room."

The lady at the counter gave him a wink, "Why don't you order a double room, so that I can go and find you at night."

"No need, I didn't bring enough money." Wang Ji rejected the counter lady's silent invitation simply and clearly.

The counter lady looked him up and down, and said, "You're not from here, are you? No wonder you're so ignorant."

"Heroes don't ask where they come from." Wang Ji left without saying a word, ignoring the provocative whistle of the counter lady.

When Wang Ji entered the room, she fell asleep and didn't open her eyes until night fell.

He took out the sword in his hand and pushed open the door of the room.

He quietly came to the target room, house number 748, which was the room where the bloodshed happened a few days ago.

He pushed open the door, and the room had obviously been cleaned, at least the blood had completely disappeared.

No one would have imagined that in this place, a Shangxian from Tiangong was secretly murdered. It is said that he died in an unattractive manner. After the people in the hotel found the token on his body, they discovered that the deceased was actually a fairy, although it was only a low-ranking one. Little fairy, but enough to shock the world.

Wang Ji caressed a few obvious scratches on the wall, which were traces left by a sword.

Why did this Shangxian appear in the Demon Realm?And why did he die in the Demon Realm?

Just as Wang Ji was thinking about it, she suddenly felt an unknown living creature approaching him quickly behind her.

As soon as Wang Ji stretched out her hand, she directly grabbed the thing in her hand.

Lan Er struggled to stick out his furry head, "It's me."

Wang Ji let go of him, "Why are you here?"

Lan Er said, "It's not because the master is worried about your safety in the Demon Realm, so he notified me and the Black Feather Army to protect you secretly."

Hearing that it was under the care of Lin Yi, Wang Ji felt that Lan Er looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"By the way, have you heard what happened here a few days ago?"

Lan Er said somewhat mysteriously, "I know, it is said that a god died here because of having an affair with a demon beauty, and this incident even made headlines."

"This matter is still in the headlines?" Wang Ji was a little surprised. After all, it was a god who died in a ghost. Don't these demons know how to avoid taboos?

Lan Er said, "People in the demon world are open-minded by nature and love to join in the fun. Stories about fairies and witches, this kind of news can attract their attention the most."

Wang Ji stroked the sword marks on the wall again, and a huge question arose in her heart. These marks were separated, disorderly, and extremely shallow. They didn't seem like tricks that could kill people, but they wanted to show them on purpose. Look at the embroidered fists and feet.

And from the moment he stepped into the room, he felt something was wrong, it was too clean, not like a murder scene.

Lan Er doesn't care about the so-called murder, he only cares about one thing, "How is the master's health? Is his leg healed?"

"Already able to walk normally."

Lan Er jumped up and down cheerfully, "Great, if the master hadn't been healed, I would have to settle the score with you. If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't..."

"Is his injury related to me?" Wang Ji's movements moved, staring straight at Lan'er.

Lan Er realized that he had said something wrong, he hesitated and tried to evade it.

"Is it closed?" Wang Ji raised her voice, with a trace of obvious anger on her face.

Lan Er's feathers trembled, "I also heard that the master wanted to see you when he ran back to the world that day, but you refused, and he was injured that day."

Wang Ji was silent for a long time. Seeing his silence, Lan Er felt a little flustered in his heart, and comforted him incoherently, "Don't blame yourself too much. Now that the master is in good health, you are together again. Isn't that right?" Is it good?"

Wang Ji shook her head, he caused Lin Yi to suffer so much, and he didn't even realize it, which made him feel both guilty and frustrated.

Lan Er tried to divert Wang Ji's attention, "Is this the room where the murder happened?"

Wang Ji said, "It's a pity that it has been cleaned up, and there are no special traces left."

"Otherwise." A hoarse and gorgeous voice sounded in the room, and Obsidian's bright fur color appeared even deeper in the dark night.

He lowered his proud wings in front of Wang Ji, "General Wang Ji, the Black Feather Army welcomes you."

Wang Ji frowned lightly, and stopped Hei Yao's kneeling ceremony, "You don't have to salute me, I belong to Tiangong now, and I am no longer your general."

"You will always be our general." Hei Yao lowered his head and knelt on the ground stubbornly.

"What do you mean when you said otherwise, do you have any clues?"

Black Yao lowered his head, "Our Black Feather Army is widely distributed in the Demon Realm, so we naturally have a lot of information. General, I can tell you everything I know, but I only have one request, that is, that our Black Feather Army can get Your admission."

Wang Ji said with a cold face, "I'm afraid this is not a request, but your request?"

Black Yao said sincerely, "This is our only request, please agree."