Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 107 The Suspension Bridge is Destroyed

Lin Fan asked, "What happened?"

"Huang Chengqing in our courtyard died."

"Huang Chengqing?"

Lin Fan frowned, thought for a while, and thought: "Is it the one who fought with you in the cafeteria?"

"That's right." Fang Jinggen nodded, and couldn't help but say, "Damn it, do you think I gave him an internal injury and then died?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but rolled his eyes and asked, "How did he die?"

At this time, there was already noise from the outer door of the house.

"Go out and see."

Lin Fan walked out of the house. At this time, Yan Tan Xing had already arrived, and there were many people standing at the door of a room.

Regardless of whether they were descendants of aristocratic families or casual cultivators, they were all standing outside the door at this time, discussing in low voices one by one.

"Huang Chengqing was fine on weekdays, why did he die suddenly?"

"I do not know."

Lin Fan frowned, and the three of them walked to the door and looked inside.

Yan Tanxing checked the situation in that room alone.

"Zhou Fengzhi, Lin Fan, Li Mingxin, the three of you come in." Yan Tanxing's voice sounded from inside.

Lin Fan frowned, what's the matter?

Still he strode in.

Zhou Fengzhi and Li Mingxin walked into the room without hesitation.

Yan Tan Xing stood in the middle of the house with his hands behind his back.

The houses here are basically arranged in the same way.

As for Huang Chengqing's body, lying on the bed, his eyes were wide open.

It's like I can't believe it.

"This."

The three of them looked at each other, looking at the corpse of Huang Chengqing lying on the bed in front of them.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

"Yesterday, did you hear any weird sounds?" Yan Tan Xing asked with flickering eyes.

Lin Fan shook his head: "I didn't pay attention."

These few days are the most critical period for him to become a fifth-rank layman. How can he care about other people?

Yan Tan Xing said: "Okay, Huang Chengqing died of a strange disease and died suddenly. I will arrange for someone to send his body home. Let's go."

It's just an outer disciple, and Yan Tan Xing didn't bother to investigate.

Weird disease?

Lin Fan's face darkened, and he looked at Huang Chengqing's body. This guy didn't look like he died of a disease.

I'm afraid there's something weird about it.

Zhou Fengzhi and Li Mingxin also looked at each other, feeling something was wrong.

However, none of them spoke out.

Since Yan Tan Xing said that it was a disease, he made a conclusion on this matter.

Lin Fan walked out of the room with a heavy heart.

"How is it?" Bai Jingyun looked over with curiosity on his face.

"Go back and talk." Lin Fan and the two of them returned to the house where they were and sat down.

"Boss Lin Fan, tell me, did I punch him too hard and beat that man to internal injuries, and he died now?" Fang Jinggen said, "Damn it, it looks like I have to put a stick on him. delicious……"

This guy, Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, it has nothing to do with you."

Fang Jinggen shook his head: "No, no, Boss Lin Fan, you don't understand how powerful my fist is."

"Okay, let's be serious." Lin Fan said: "This guy died unusually, you two don't sleep too much at night, pay attention to yourself."

Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen in the mountain gate of the Cangjian Sect.

Lin Fan also felt a little scared. When he was practicing before, he was almost defenseless.

It seems that no matter where you are in the future, you can't let your guard down too much.

Everyone in the small courtyard discussed Huang Chengqing's death one by one.

The sky darkened quickly, and Lin Fan did not continue to practice.

He practiced hard for a month, and finally he was able to take a good rest.

It's just that Lin Fan just fell asleep, and didn't sleep too much.

He had a vague feeling that Huang Chengqing's death was not that simple.

The night passed.

Outside the window, the morning sun shines through the window and into the house.

Lin Fan got up early, and after a brief wash, he opened the door and walked out.

In the morning, the air in this small courtyard was extremely good.

He took a deep breath and started exercising.

After about half an hour, people woke up one after another.

Lin Fan didn't care, and continued to exercise.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the small courtyard: "Everyone, come quickly, someone is dead again."

When Lin Fan heard it, he died again?

He quickly came to the place where the shout was heard.

All the people present were also lay Buddhists. When they heard the shouts, they all rushed in this direction immediately.

After everyone arrived, the person living in this house was named Xu Zhenda.

At this time, the door was open, and Xu Zhenda's body fell on the ground with an ugly expression.

"Why, why did someone die again?"

"Hurry up and inform Senior Brother Yan." Zhou Fengzhi said loudly.

"Ah."

A disciple of an aristocratic family rushed towards the suspension bridge with a serious expression on his face.

The person who died was another casual cultivator.

Unexpectedly, soon, the disciple who was going to inform Yan Tan Xing ran back, and he said out of breath, "It's not good, the suspension bridge was cut off."

"what?"

A group of ten people all came to the suspension bridge.

At this time, the suspension bridge was cut off from their side.

Everyone's face became serious, and their hearts became heavy.

You know, this small courtyard is located on a cliff.

At this time, the suspension bridge was cut off, and they might be trapped here to death.

"Everyone, don't panic." Zhou Fengzhi said in a deep voice, "I'll call Senior Brother Yan to inform you."

Zhou Fengzhi stepped aside, made a phone call, and told Yan Tan Xing about the situation here.

Not long after, Zhou Fengzhi came back, and said with an ugly face: "Brother Yan said that they will rush to repair this suspension bridge immediately, but at least it will take five days to repair it, that is to say, within five days , we can only stay here."

Fang Jinggen's face was ugly: "It is obvious that someone deliberately cut off the suspension bridge."

Li Mingxin frowned: "This man cut off the suspension bridge. It seems that he didn't just want to kill Huang Chengqing and Xu Zhenda. I'm afraid he wanted to kill us all here."

Yes.

Everyone looked at the people around them warily.

There are only ten of them on this mountain.

In other words, it is very likely that the murderer is among them.

"Everyone, for the next few days, each of us will live together in a group." Lin Fan said, "We'll wait until Senior Brother Yan can contact us."

Everyone could only nod their heads, but a strange atmosphere still spread.

After all, no one knows if the person around him is the murderer.

Everyone was not too polite, and no one had the heart to deal with Xu Zhenda's body.

They went together and returned to the house where they lived.

Bai Jingyun and Fang Jinggen also hastily moved to Lin Fan's residence.

The same is true for the other small groups on both sides. They all moved to the place where Zhou Fengzhi and Li Mingxin lived.

(End of this chapter)