intoxicating

——Who is not the murderer——

Zuo Xiyou swung his sword and split open those black calluses. Most of the people inside were drowsy, but because of the protection of the calluses, they were the same as when they fell asleep last night.

Lu Lie looked at these people who had regained their freedom in surprise. Those people still didn't understand what happened, but he knew that they would soon understand, and by that time, he would be the one who was unlucky.

As his thoughts turned, Lu Lie thought of running.

In the depths of the peach forest, in a corner that no one can see, a bar bounced and tried to escape. After running dozens of steps, he remembered something that made him burst into tears. He was still tied with something, and he turned his head again. Taking a look, Gong Lingxi was talking to someone else, she didn't seem to notice his escape.

Spiritual representation has a range of control, as long as it goes out of this range, it won't work.

With a glimmer of hope in his arms, Lu Lie continued to jump out and ran to the door, but was blocked by an invisible wall and couldn't get out no matter what.

He turned back again, and saw the other party standing behind him with a gloomy face.

"Where is Shang Liu?"

"What Shang Liu, isn't everyone here?"

"It seems that you don't intend to tell the truth..." Gong Lingxi grabbed the belt tied to Lu Lie's body with one hand, and dragged back a few steps. Something stopped him at his feet. Gong Lingxi saw that it was Lu Lie strong companion.

Seeing him like this, Lu Lie instantly understood what he was going to do, "Why didn't you get drowned, you bastard."

Gong Lingxi glanced at Lu Lie, and unsealed the seal on the mouth of the other person, who quickly said, "That little boy is hanging in the front hall."

Gong Lingxi came to the front hall. There was only one flagpole in the front hall. On the tall iron pole, a thick rope hung in the air, and the person who should have been there had disappeared.

"He's right there. We hung him up with our own hands. If you don't believe me, ask him."

Lu Lie turned his face away and refused to answer the question.

"How could I be stupid enough to tell you that little boy ran away, he was expressing this meaning..." Huajian said.

Lu Lie glared at Huajian, "Which eye did you see?"

"You are very disturbed, because this little white face is related to your life. If he is still hanging there, you can use it as a blackmail to achieve your goal..." Huajian narrated expressionlessly.

Lu Lie was choked, and then he thought of something, and his face recovered.

"What are you laughing at?" Gong Lingxi frowned.

"He was laughing at us being stupid, because the little boy didn't run away by himself, but was robbed."

"Huajian, what's the matter with you?" Gong Lingxi stared at him.

Although still maintaining an awkward posture, Lu Lie couldn't help but cast his eyes on Hua Jian, because Hua Jian had just hit the nail on the head.

"Now is not the time to care about such things, it's better to find someone first..." Zuo Xiyou said.

A group of people searched the entire Taoist temple, but did not find any trace of Shang Liu, which made the crowd who had finally come out fall into fear again.

"He's dead, like everyone else before."

"The murderers are here, you are overthinking..." The man kicked Lu Lie while talking.

Lu Lie sneered angrily, "Whoever said that I killed these people, I just made them look like gods."

"Don't lie to others, who else would you have?"

"There are murderers here, you don't even know it, hahaha..." Lu Lie smiled happily, especially when these people suspected each other.

"Don't pay attention to him, he is sowing discord."

"Really? I wasn't there when several cases happened."

"That was done by your companion."

"Just him? How many people can he kill?"

Everyone has seen another person bowing his knees. Such a person really has no backbone and is afraid of death. I'm afraid they really can't do these things. They usually think too much. But already suspicious.

Seeing this, Lu Lie said again, "Let's talk about Mr. Zuo, if he wants to kill someone, you can really guard against it, and this yellow-haired man pretends to be, uh, uh, uh..."

At this time, the translator sounded at the right time, "He said you have the ability not to gag him."

Lu Lie really didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

"It smells..." Ye Rong stood up and sniffed, "It smells like blood."

"Don't get me wrong..." Someone was uneasy.

Ye Rong didn't answer, just kept walking forward.Not long after, a group of people followed behind.

The footsteps extend from the main hall to a side hall, which looks like a residence, with bookshelves and desks, and a few bamboo curtains hanging on it. Behind the bamboo curtain is a bed.

"Here..." Ye Rong stopped, her eyes lowered, and there was a drop of dried blood on the ground.

"Maybe someone was injured."

"Yeah, what can just such a drop of blood prove?"

"Very, very strong smell of blood, underneath..." Ye Rong moved his foot away, revealing a bluestone floor tile.

Below the bluestone floor tiles is a staircase, and after walking through the stairs, there is another narrow passage.

Several people held dim oil lamps, with yellow flames leaping from the wicks.

"tick"

The very regular sound is at the end of this narrow road.

There was a wooden chair there, dark red in color, and a person sat on the wooden chair. The person lowered his head, his hands were placed on the armrests, his fingers were extremely pale, and a bead of blood slowly condensed from the fingertips.

"tick"

Drops of blood fell into a wooden basin, and in the wooden basin was more blood.

A gust of wind blew past, all the oil lamps were extinguished, and someone screamed in the dark space.

"Who? Who's there?"

"The vampire must have come back to life."

The fear brought by the darkness is contagious to everyone.

There was the sound of metal and iron clashing in the air, and the sound of blades piercing flesh.

"Ah—" the man screamed, "You dare to attack me."

Then there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

"It's true that you want to kill me."

This is like a hint, igniting the killing intent, not only theirs, but more people.

In just a few seconds, the smell of blood in the whole room could not be dispelled.

Their nerves were too tense, and they were trapped in darkness.

What the big man said was right, there were murderers among them, so it was only natural for them to suspect others and suspect that the people around them were all murderers.

In this darkness, none of them could see who, and no one knew what they had cut or whose life they had taken.

When everyone is under control, the light will be restored again, and the ground will be covered with blood.

These people were extremely heavy-handed, and they used killer moves. Few survived. They carried people out, buried the dead, and counted the number of people who were alive, and there were only sixteen left.

Back in the hall, there was also a bloody smell coming from the hall.

One has no head, and one has a rune on his body.

"They died too."

There is no brilliance in the eyes of the living, and the words spoken seem to be stating a trivial matter.

"How many people have died so far?" Gong Lingxi asked.

Zuo Xiyou, "Excluding the 16 people here, and Wang Long who has escaped, there are 55 dead."

"Wang Long didn't have time to do these things, there was at least one person left."

The sound of a book being closed came from the room, Gong Lingxi turned her head and scanned behind her, especially in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Xiyou's voice came from not far away, he put down the charcoal used for counting, and looked back at him, his eyes were as dark as the night sky.

"Did you hear anything?"

"No."

"Maybe it's because I'm too tired. I'm starting to hallucinate..." Gong Lingxi rubbed her temples to wake herself up, "Go ahead."

"We have confirmed that 51 people have died, and the remaining four cannot be identified. Their identities can only be confirmed through height, objects, and clothing. However, these people are similar in height and body shape. It cannot be such a coincidence."

Charcoal drew a circle on the names of the four people, and drew a human-shaped symbol beside it, Zuo Xiyou continued, "But if we want to arrange in advance, he has to prepare a corpse similar to himself, but the number of people I won’t make it.”

木炭笔在地上写了一串数字，51+4+1+1+16=73；

"It's normal that the numbers don't match up. He needs to ensure that 72 people died while he was alive..."

Gong Lingxi said, and turned back to ask the few people who were still alive, "Who knows where the bodies of those four people are?"

After a long silence, one person came out, "I buried one of them, in the back mountain."

"They died in a miserable state, and they were all buried together."

When they heard that they were going to dig a grave, many people showed signs of shrinking back.

"It's better for us to be together. If he really comes out, with so many of us, we can't beat him alone?"

Huajian said, "What he said makes sense. Even if we find that person, we still don't know his abilities. It's better to use defense instead of attack."

"No, I'll go alone, you stay here..." Gong Lingxi raised her foot to leave, but her arms were pulled, one left and one right, Huajian and Zuo Xiyou.

Huajian said, "It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

Zuo Xiyou said, "You stay, I'll go."

"Help me take care of Shang Liu, his vital signs haven't fully recovered..." Gong Lingxi looked at Hua Jian, and when he turned his eyes to another person, he hesitated, "In the future, don't do risky things. "

"What's the matter with this inexplicable protective desire on your body?"

Zuo Xiyou's tone was filled with dissatisfaction, "I am better than you, and I can deal with sneak attacks better."

"Is this your truth?"

"Try it and you'll know."

"Isn't it just digging a grave, and I still want you and me..." The girl's unique and delicate voice came, "Do you want to come to the Changting Pavilion to see you off, or to see off you?"

The serious atmosphere that had just gathered was broken, and Gong Lingxi coughed awkwardly, "Then what, I'll just go."