I save the world with a knife

Chapter 186

"Senior Brother Shang, please leave as soon as possible. The disciples who investigated what the missing people have in common have returned. They found out that when those people came to Yubei, they would do one thing—"

"Go to 'A Medical Hall!'"

"And after they appear within the scope of a hospital, they will disappear soon."

"Check carefully around the medical center to see if there are any traces of the formation. The disciple suspects that they were transported to a dangerous place by the formation and then killed."

Listening to the clear words in the jade slips, Shang Zefeng stared straight at Rong Xian who was leaning on the door frame, and he couldn't hide his shock at that moment.

Facing Rong Xian's misty eyes that couldn't see his emotions clearly, he said with happiness in a blink of an eye: "You did it!"

Rong Xian tugged at the sleeves with a careless expression, and said pretendingly: "What is the uncle saying, it's endless, I don't even understand it."

Shang Zefeng held the jade slip tightly, and there was an anxious voice from the steward on the other end of the jade slip.

"Senior Brother Shang, are you confronting Dr. Rong? Get out of there quickly, it's dangerous, Senior Brother Shang..."

Shang Zefeng ignored the steward, directly put away the jade slips, and said solemnly: "You are responsible for the disappearance of the monks in Baoquan Mansion!"

"That's not right." Rong Xian stood up straight and walked towards the medicine field in a leisurely manner.

She raised her hand and caressed the bright red flowers, and corrected in a soft voice: "It should be said that I was responsible for the death of the foreign monks in Baoquan Mansion."

She looked back and smiled, with a little pride and playfulness, wrinkled her nose childishly, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Is senior brother looking for the murderer?"

She slowly walked up to Shang Zefeng, drew a silver thread from her sleeve with her slender fingertips, put it on her wrist slowly, tilted her head and said, "Master, are you going to catch me? so?"

Shang Zefeng was speechless, not knowing what to do for a moment.

It is impossible to arrest people. It is impossible in this life.

I can only reluctantly help my nephew get away with it.

After all, they are all outsiders, and the purpose of coming here is not pure, and they deserve to die.

He believed that his nephew would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Also, the posture of being arrested by his nephew made him a little uncomfortable.

He tore off the silver thread from Rong Xian's wrist, gritted his teeth and said with a dark face, "Where did you learn such a mess!"

Rong Xian allowed him to move in a good-tempered manner, and said with a smile: "The girl Yanluo from Hualou contracted a cold the day before yesterday, and when she came to grab the medicine, she accidentally saw her former benefactor, so she tied the benefactor's wrist with a belt like this, look It sounds very fun, so I tried it on my uncle."

With such an explanation and analogy, Shang Zefeng's face became even darker.

"Master doesn't seem to like it." Rong Xian looked at Shang Zefeng curiously, her tone innocent.

Hell like it!
"I thought that men would prefer Miss Yanluo's behavior, she looks intimate and fun." Rong Xian seemed unaware of the distorted expression on the uncle's expression, and said with a lot of meaning.

"Don't learn such vulgar behaviors in the future." Shang Zefeng persuaded earnestly, "You are the daughter of my junior sister and my nephew. With the entire Cangwu Mountain as your backing, everyone will respect you. Your qualifications are high, and you shouldn't do things to please people."

More importantly, it wasn't that he couldn't bear to see his nephew trying to please others, nor did he think that his nephew's behavior was crooked, but that when his nephew was trying to please others, it was especially easy to suffocate the person he was being pleased with.

It hurts when it backfires.

No, that's not the point right now.

Shang Zefeng pulled back his wandering thoughts, and asked seriously, "Where did those people go?"

Rong Xian didn't pretend to be stupid at this time, she took two steps back, holding a beautiful poisonous flower, and said with a smile: "They, I sent them to make wine."

"Location."

Rong Xian raised her chin and pointed to the fiery red mountain in the south, her eyes fluttered, and there was a natural wind in it.

It's strange to say that he has never seen Rong Xian's reckless appearance, but every time he sees her smiling, he always feels that she should stand at the top and play with the situation, full of recklessness.

"I heard that the wine brewed by Liquan in Fengshan Mountain tastes so good that it makes people linger, and I just met some enthusiastic people who wanted to make wine for me." Rong Xian didn't know what he was thinking, and said with a hint of regret in her tone, " It's a pity that their technology is not good enough to make wine that I am satisfied with."

Shang Zefeng asked with a strange expression: "What are the consequences of not satisfying you?"

Rong Xian showed an innocent and pure smile, and said cheerfully: "Of course it is used as fertilizer for Liquan."

She plausibly said: "Waste that can't even make wine is a waste of food if you keep it. It's better to use the waste to realize your final value."

Shang Zefeng: ...

His eyebrows twitched suddenly, his nephew actually killed those people!
All the missing people!
He seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"

Rong Xian fiddled with the flowers boredly, and said in a casual tone: "What else can I do, of course I use formations. Besides, I still have the magic weapon given by my master, but it's just a few ants, just between the palms."

The understatement shows his indifference in controlling the situation and playing with life.

Shang Zefeng's body trembled, and it was only in a daze that he remembered that his little niece was not the kind and lively milk doll when he was a child, but the landlord of Liuguanglou, who had suffered all kinds of suffering and setbacks, and used thunderous methods to pave the way with blood and blood, and made himself famous.

His expression was extremely complicated, and at this moment he completely let go of his selfishness, and asked in a business-like manner: "Are those people here to kill you?"

Rong Xian lowered her eyes and smiled, it didn't matter whether she was killed or not.Anyone who has ill intentions towards her will be sent to the tomb she has chosen in advance by the formation.

She wouldn't allow threats to stay with her, and she wouldn't spare the lives of those people to find out who was behind it.

If one dies and one dies, one hundred dies, the people behind will always feel distressed and show their feet.

Why did she bother.

As for why Liquan was chosen...

She just had a flash of inspiration, and wanted to add a bit of legend to Liquan, making life like a play, quite interesting, isn't it?
She blinked and said in a lively tone: "Of course, those people are here to kill me."

Shang Zefeng's forehead twitched again, it's normal for the killers to keep killing them.

What's abnormal is that the nephew's murderous nature is a bit serious.

After a long time, Rong fell into the magic way.

He couldn't help but look in a certain direction in the west of Yu, he had to find a way to find the Yinzong, and borrow a few Buddhist scriptures for self-cultivation.

But is there something wrong with my nephew, someone wants to kill you, is your tone so cheerful?

I can't wait to cover up one or two emotions.

He said with a stiff face, "I won't stop you from beheading the enemy, but at least you should restrain yourself, so as not to attract unmatched powerhouses."

After repeatedly exhorting, he glanced at his nephew who seemed to be listening carefully, and left with a complicated mood.

After walking out of the clinic, he immediately took out the jade slips and contacted the steward.

Otherwise, the steward thought he was trapped in the hospital, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he brought the disciples from Cangwu Mountain to the door.

The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the scene was embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)