Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The officials in the Changfeng Mansion area have long been accustomed to being at ease, so their reaction is naturally very slow.

When a murder case occurs, it must be taken seriously, but the ability to handle the case is not very good. Fucheng sent several detectives to the scene to check it out, and rummaged around the boat and the body.

Neither Lu Yin's letters nor any other things that could prove his identity were found, and he couldn't even be sure whether he was from Changfeng Mansion. Anyway, there didn't seem to be such an "old man" in the government's current missing persons cases.

Yes, when the man died, his complexion was gray, his hair was withered and white, and the flesh and blood on his body did not look full. He looked mottled and old. It was roughly judged that the man was old based on his teeth, skin, hair, and nails.

When they discovered the suspected poisoning wound on the man's shoulder, several detectives were even more relieved. There was no need to go into details. It was obviously a fight between Jianghu and Jianghu. As long as there were no relatives to accuse, the priority would be lowered.

Therefore, within half a day after the police arrived, they had already made a conclusion, so as to reassure the villagers not to panic, and then ordered the villagers to burn or bury the body themselves, as long as they found a place to dispose of it.

As for taking him back to the government office, the detectives won't do it. This place is not close to the government office and there is a dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu. Why bring a dead body on the way.

Of course, the little silver that was originally on the corpse was still taken away.

The nearby villagers still buried the body in the nearest mass grave in line with the concept of laying it to rest.

It wasn't until a few nights later that several warriors appeared at the mass grave.

Some people were holding lanterns, others were holding hoes, and a few people searched for traces and easily found the place where the landfill had been recently.

"This should be it, dig it!"

"Um!"

The two took turns digging the soil with their hoes. It didn't take long for the stench to become more and more obvious. Even the warriors frowned. The corpse seemed to be decomposing faster than usual.

The body that had been buried before had been dug out, and it had obviously begun to rot. However, when they saw the appearance of the body, several people suddenly became suspicious.

"Hey, was it a mistake?" "Is it an old man?"

The fat-bellied man on the side threw his hoe aside. He had fought with the leader of this group of foreign warriors before, and knew that the other party was definitely young and powerful.

The other person directly pulled the clothes off the old man's shoulders, and the area injured by the hidden weapon was immediately exposed. Even though it was already rotten, as a poisoner, he could still see the signs of poison on the wound. of.

"It's really him!"

"What about the book?"

Several people immediately started rummaging around the corpse. Naturally, they could not find anything, but instead they made themselves smelly.

"It's impossible for that book to be left here!" "Did it be taken away by the villagers or people from Changfeng Mansion?"

"If there really is someone in the government office, there won't be any movement. As for the villagers, there is no difference in the past two days."

"We have also checked that ship, and there are no traces!"

"Could it be those two agents who deceived us?"

"It may not be impossible."

Several people were silent for a while, and the pot-bellied man looked at the corpse and whispered.

"I am very sure that he is definitely not an old man. His hair should be black, and his figure is much fuller than this."

"Is the body a fake?"

The pot-bellied man immediately shook his head.

"No, it should be true. I have this intuition."

The other people looked at each other in confusion, and after being silent for a while, the big-bellied man suddenly said.

"Could it be that he became like this because of the so-called fairy book?" "I only heard from those two writers, but we have never seen it."

"I'm afraid this book is a little evil."

At this moment, the bright moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight shone on the rotting corpse, as if it was coated with a layer of silver. A faint mist at night seemed to flow near the corpse.

Several people couldn't help but shudder, and the corpse in the pit looked a little scary.

"It's better to do the original thing first, it's been delayed long enough!" "Yes, we just set up a trap to catch the thief, the rest has nothing to do with us!"

"This person probably didn't have time to interact with anyone before he died. It would be a big deal to get rid of all the informants of Nanyan's brats."

In a few words, several people buried the body again and left in a hurry. At the same time, deep in their hearts they inevitably thought about the authenticity of the book and its specific whereabouts.

——

In a living room in the Dragon Palace of Changfeng Lake, Yi Shuyuan, who was sitting alone with his eyes closed in this quiet room, suddenly opened his eyes, shook the folding fan in his hand, and shook off the three pieces of paper written by the man. On the ground in front of you.

A layer of blood lit up on the blood book, and several weird seal characters with wrong writing seemed to be protruding from the paper and twisting.

"I let your body rest in peace, not because I asked you to cause trouble!"

Yi Shuyuan used his little finger, index finger, thumb, and three fingers as the fulcrum to lightly tap toward the paper.

Huh~

A flash of silver light swept across the blood book paper like water ripples, and the movement on the paper immediately disappeared.

In the mass grave far away in the remote village by the small river, it was as if an invisible sword energy swept across, and the faint mist brought up by the exhumed corpses illuminated by the moon also dissipated at the same time.

Then Yi Shuyuan counted with his fingers, and with a feeling in his heart, he understood that it was the warriors who had set up a trap to identify the corpse.

After tonight, the corpse will decompose at a faster rate. In this season, the corpse of an ordinary person may rot and reveal its bones in two or three months, but that corpse will only take a few days.

The tranquility had been interrupted, and Yi Shuyuan no longer closed his eyes, but looked at the paper again.

He chose to retreat after returning to the Dragon Palace of Changfeng Lake this time, also because of the disorder in his energy, which may be related to his own calamity. He wanted to calm his mind and do some calculations, but obviously there was no result.

The first chapter of the three sheets of paper is mainly ink color, and the last one is almost blood color. It seems to have three pages, but in fact it only records the first page of the Immortal Secret Book.

And no matter how strong a mortal's memory is, it is still very difficult to write the Immortal Jue by splitting words into notes and graphic impressions, so there are naturally gaps and errors, but a delicate balance has been achieved on this paper.

"Leaving a book is a final work for future generations. If someone is destined to study it on his own, don't forget the descendants of my family, and don't forget the fate of getting the book."

Yi Shuyuan murmured while reading the words on the page.

It is naturally very simple to destroy these three pieces of paper, but it is also a disadvantage. Maybe I should go to Nanyan to have a look someday.

It's just that the things on the paper certainly cannot be practiced by ordinary people. If you only practice the meanings presented on these three pieces of paper, it will be extremely dangerous. It can range from disordered meridians and physical illness, to serious cases of going crazy.

In the eyes of practitioners, being possessed is sometimes even more serious than being killed directly.

The special thing about this blood book is that the person's energy and spirit are all integrated into the paper, making the paper itself a special existence. It can also be said to be a spiritual thing, or a place where spirits are trapped. .

This is how the man felt when he saw the paper before he died. He thought he saw the immortal way, but in fact, his fantasy was transformed into the paper. The meaning of the words on the paper itself was definitely not accurate, but the man himself had really read part of the heavenly book. of.

Even though he shouldn't have the right to watch it, even if watching it gives the man a splitting headache, it's hard to forget after watching it!

The blood text is condensed from his life essence and blood, and all the waves in his body are absorbed into the paper. This is that kind of delicate balance.

In the waters of the Dragon Palace outside, Jiang Lang came to Yi Shuyuan's palace several times almost every day.

Originally, the immortal cultivating in seclusion was just like sleeping with the dragons, how normal it was.

But this time the situation was different. After watching "The Art of Transforming the Body into an Immortal", Jiang Lang couldn't help but think about it, so he was somewhat anxious.

Only then did Jiang Lang leave Yi Shuyuan's retreat, and turned around to find Shi Sheng and Hui Mian who were playing with several big fish.

As soon as they saw Jiang Lang coming, several big fish immediately lined up in a row, swaying in the water and lowering their heads and making noises.

"Lord Dragon King!"

"Senior Jiang!"

Shi Sheng also followed suit, while Hui Mian ignored Jiang Lang completely.

"No need to be polite."

Jiang Lang said and walked over, with a kind smile on his serious face.

"It's fun here, right? Shi Sheng, Hui Mian, and Lao Yi don't seem to be in seclusion often. How long does it usually take for him to be in seclusion?"

"I don't think I've ever seen Master in retreat. I don't know."

Hui Mian paddled from the head of a fish to the top of Shi Sheng's head and scratched his ears.

"Sir, you have been in seclusion for a short time, only a year and a half at most."

Hui Mian was thinking about the time when Yi Shuyuan was able to break through for the first time.

"A year and a half is not long?"

"It's not a long time among immortals, is it?"

"That's true, but... well, how could I be so reserved before!"

Compared with Jiang Lang's anxiety and Yi Shuyuan's thoughtfulness at the moment, far away in the far north of Dayong, Chu Hang had a different feeling these days.

After waking up from the dream that night, he could no longer sleep. While he wrote a letter and sent someone home to confirm the safety of his home, he could never forget the feeling of halo in his mind.

Although he was in a daze in his dream that day, Chu Hang really read the Book of Heaven.

If it weren't for those bandits, maybe Chu Hang would only remember the Immortal Jue in a certain year in the future. Perhaps it would be more likely that he would only remember this book when he returns to his hometown after resigning in old age. He may even be on his deathbed. I couldn't remember it until now.

But now, Chu Hang has seen the Immortal Jue.

In the official office, Chu Hang, who had just finished his official duties, sat blankly on the desk.

"Rumble"

The sound of thunder woke Chu Hang up, followed by the sound of rain.

At this moment, Chu Hang was in a trance again, as if he could hear every drop of rain falling, as if he could feel the rainwater gathering into a stream near the official office. In a trance, a faint mist seemed to rise in the rain.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong, Gudong."

"Wow, wow, wow."

This is the heartbeat within the body and the rapid flow of qi and blood in the body——

PS: That’s it for today. I had cerebral palsy yesterday, which is not entirely a bad thing. Once I’m mentally stimulated, it seems like inspiration is starting to come to me.