Fairy Citrus

At that time, all the masters made new discoveries and were reporting to Longqiu Zong.

The stab wound of the deceased carried some kind of extremely complicated resentment, as if the depression that had accumulated for thousands of years was piled up.

These forensics have been in the profession for many years and have considerable experience in autopsy.It was also the first time for them to see such a strange wound.

"Hmm, um." Long Qiuzong listened and thought, "Then what does this resentment remind you of?"

"This kind of resentment is not like that of ordinary people, but it is somewhat similar-resentment turned into something."

Longqiu Zong naturally knew what resentment artifacts were. As Hall Master Wuhou, he had also handled cases related to resentment artifacts.

For example, in a certain place outside the city, the resentment of the scholar poisoned by his wife and the incident that disturbed the residents at midnight; for example, the resentment of the little maid who was insulted and murdered by the master in the northern city, the incident of screaming in the early morning...

"But resentment objects are not human beings or ghosts after all. As reflections of reborn plants, their power is very limited." Long Qiuzong said, "The people in Pei's mansion have somewhat cultivated. One or two resentment objects are not enough. To make them helpless to fight back. But the fact is that these people can't even utter a scream."

"We are also deeply puzzled."

As soon as Wu Zuo's voice fell, a certain sense of gloom and indifference enveloped the entire area.

It's snowing right now.It is natural to be cloudy, and it is also natural to be cold.

But the weather alone cannot constitute such a feeling.

Humans are insignificant, nothing compared to nature.But the depth of human hatred and resentment cannot be described by the natural scene.

This is the case today.

They feel—

silence.

The brutal silence.

solemn.

Deathly solemnity.

Long Qiuzong narrowed his eyes.

He Chengqi grasped the handle of the Zimu knife.

Mo Fang calmly concentrated his strength in his palm.

It happened right in front of them.

They were ready, but too late to stop.

In that instant, three of the four masters disappeared without a sound.

"what……"

The remaining clerk, Fang realized what had happened, and a servant outside shouted, "Not good!"

The three of Mo Fang left the tent, and the scene in front of them was shocking——

Most of the courtyard wall of Pei Mansion is gone, and half of the scenery inside the courtyard wall is also gone.

Replacing the half-disappeared mansion was a translucent concave object of bright silver.

More than half of the people who were investigating and patrolling in the mansion disappeared.That includes not only the hall servants near the concave object just now, but also those who are far away from there.

The only thing that made Long Qiuzong rejoice was that he had already evacuated all the residents within a hundred miles as a precaution.

"Don't touch this thing!" He Chengqi shouted.

What he was referring to was a concave object.

Mo Fang closed his eyes for a while, felt it, and said, "It's not here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he and He Chengqi ran towards the Yu residence together.

This time it was Yufu's turn.

When the two pushed open the unlocked door, they saw a fog in front of them.

Among them, there is no sound.The two called for the names of people in the mansion, but no one responded.

They walked to the center of the courtyard, and that figure appeared.

That person turned around and looked around, seemingly very puzzled.

"It's you." He didn't say until Mo Fang and He Chengqi approached.

He is Mr. Yu.

"Why didn't you answer just now?" He Chengqi asked him.

"Just now—what if you were bad people?" Mr. Yu said.

"Now we may also be bad people." Mo Man said with a smile.At the same time, he and He Chengqi pulled the young master to the back, trying to protect this guy who is not good at martial arts.

At that moment, a new vision appeared.

He Chengqi's saber handle began to tremble.

He grasped it tightly, trying to suppress it.

But this time, his efforts were in vain.

Instead of working, the situation seems to be getting worse.

For some reason, Zidao suddenly stretched forward, as if pulled by an inexplicable force, trying to pull He Chengqi into the mist.

He Chengqi would not give in, he simply let go of the son saber, and used the straight long mother saber to draw several saber auras into the void.The saber energy moves and interacts, skillfully forming a net-like force.

The Zidao, who seemed to be controlled at first, is now affected by the mother sword, and has fallen into a state of disorder.

When He Chengqi made a move, Mo Fang also turned into a long-handled skate and swung it towards that inexplicable force.

The two swords immediately merged into one.They are like partners who have cooperated for a long time and have a very tacit understanding. In an instant, they formed a knife array.

When He Chengqi regained control of Zidao, the formation formed by his mother-child pair of swords and Mo Mian's long-handled ice skate collided with another formation in front of him.

That knife array roared, and it was like thousands of beasts galloping for a while, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time, spewing hot lava——

Mo Fang and He Chengqi's saber array is another way.

The martial arts of the two people are both rigid and brave, but when they are combined, they are as broad as a sea of ​​rivers.

The way of this sword is like the principle leading to all things, so the aura is not comparable to the usual ferocity and tyranny.

The beast-like, volcanic formation shattered in an instant—after making a crisp sound, it disappeared without a trace...

"Wow! Beautiful, you two, well-deserved reputation!" Young Master Yu clapped his hands behind him.

"Where are the others?" He Chengqi asked him.

"Others? Gentlemen without honor, they have left long ago. If you talk about the people in the mansion, they are probably the same as me, right?" Mr. Yu touched his chin and said, "They think your shouting is inappropriate. Letters and the like, so I don’t want to come out. It’s probably——that’s how it is.”

"Follow closely, we will take you out first."

After He Chengqi finished speaking, he and Mo Fang led Mr. Yu towards the gate.

But after taking two steps, they immediately understood that this plan didn't work.

They looked up at the painted wall ahead.

"I remember it wasn't here before." He Chengqi asked Young Master Yu.

But Young Master Yu opened his mouth wide, almost speechless in horror.

Mo Fang narrowed his eyes.

In the dense fog, the pattern carved on the wall gradually became clear.

They are no longer dancers, musicians, actors, but—

Gray chugs and black chugs without limbs, or gray chugs and black chugs with slender limbs and huge bellies.

The painting on the wall looks like the resentment on Brother Mountain, but it is not.

Compared with those resentful objects, they seem to be more living things.If you look closely, there seem to be many hands behind those gray objects!

The hand that holds them, the hand that controls them, and—the hand that cuts them apart and tortures them!

"Sin lover." Mo Mian said these three words.

"What... what?" Young Master Yu asked behind him in a trance, and then he seemed to wake up suddenly, "Why? My paintings! How did they become like this!"

"Stop talking about your paintings!" He Chengqi scolded, which made Young Master Yu jump again.

"They may come back later, or they may not, just like those people." Mo Fang said.

At this time, He Chengqi had concentrated his strength in his palm.

He Chengqi did this because he felt some kind of momentum again.

Mo Mian also noticed it.

That is not a sword formation, but a sword formation.

This sword formation seems to be the same as the sword formation in Yu Mansion's courtyard before, but it is different.

Different feeling...different breath...

He Chengqi stretched out his hand and closed his eyes.The faint light emitted by the spiritual power in his palm sprinkled on his body and face, giving him a unique sense of beauty.

Young Master Yu, who was still angry and frightened just now, was also intoxicated by this beauty before he knew it.

However, Mo Fang is the only one who can blend into such beauty.

Mo Mian's power merged with He Chengqi at some point.

The sword array around them gradually showed signs of weakening because of their cooperation again.

At the same time, the surrounding fog gradually faded, and the paintings on the wall gradually returned to their original appearance.

Apart from the Yu Mansion, the Pei Mansion, half of which had disappeared, also slowly returned to its original appearance.

"How can I let you ruin my event!"

When the sword formation finally failed, someone jumped out from another space.

This person has a long beard and white hair, is dressed in a dark blue bunt, and holds a pair of blood-colored double-strand swords. His expression is half elegant and brave.

No doubt he was—

"No, no, it won't be...it won't be..." Seeing this, Young Master Yu retreated step by step.In his eyes, there is no longer fear or anger, let alone obsession.

There is only despair in his eyes...

Despair like falling into an abyss...

Just because-

Standing in front of the three of them was none other than his ancestor—Pei Bifeng!

When Mo Fang and He Chengqi saw this scene, they were extremely calm.

They had already expected this possibility, and unlike Young Master Yu, they had no special affection for Pei Bifeng.

"How can I let you ruin my event!" Pei Bifeng said just now.

He said this to Mo Fang.But it was He Chengqi who he attacked after saying this.

He failed to get in front of He Chengqi, so he was blocked.

What blocked him was Mo Fang's long knife.

Pei Bifeng leaped backwards, his twin swords danced wildly, the sword energy and momentum, suddenly falling like a meteorite, and sometimes like a scarlet snow.Sensitive movements are difficult for ordinary people to capture

Although the two swords are fast, the saber is more powerful.

He Chengqi and Mo Fang attacked Pei Bifeng from both sides, and turned into a saber array.

Pei Bifeng snorted coldly, flicked his long beard, and saw that the two swords in his hands turned out to be knives!

This change surprised He Chengqi and Mo Fang.

In the world of sword repair, one person wields both a sword—how is this possible! ?

But it was too late to think about it.

The shock just now made Mo Fang and He Chengqi retreat a few steps, gradually becoming weaker.Pei Bifeng used this to attack He Chengqi fiercely, and Mo Fang rushed up again.

Four knives collided, and sparks flew.

"Mr. Pei's swordsmanship," Mo Fang said in a low voice, "actually uses my advantage to solve my advantage? Could it be that Mr. Pei thinks that the superiority in my saber technique and Xiaohe's saber technique are mutually exclusive?"

Pei Bifeng raised his thick eyebrows, his expression changed slightly.

It turns out that Pei Bifeng's saber technique is somewhat similar to Mo Fang's self-invented martial arts, both have a tendency to use static braking. On the surface, it seems that this is incompatible with He Chengqi's nimble and aggressive style. .

"Sure enough." Mo Fang said, "Thus, the scars on those corpses are the product of Mr. Pei's research. The reason why he mistakenly killed the people in Pei's house was actually caused by the loss of control of resentment."

"What Mr. Pei never expected was Brother Mo." He Chengqi continued, "Mr. Pei's original best strategy has become a clumsy thing."

"Master Pei, he created a perfect opponent for himself."

After saying this, the four knives retreated.The moment he attacked again, a pair of iron legs kicked from behind.