I'm not immortal

Chapter 114 Judging the Thief
With the help of the "cause" of having a broken tortoise shell at hand, and using the mysterious method of fingering as a bridge, to explore the "fruit" of divination where the remaining tortoise shell is.

The real method of divination has nothing to do with bells and whistles, nine palaces, gossip, and various decisions. It is to use the way of cause and effect to clearly see the results of your divination.

It is the truth to feed back and return to the truth.

In Jiang Qi's eyes, with the shining black gold light, and under the blessing of the Finger Profound Method, Jiang Qi's spiritual sense has touched the cause and effect in the dark.

And with cause and effect as a bridge, the horizon of spiritual perception becomes "infinitely high".

Then, naturally, cause and effect flowed, Jiang Qi saw what he wanted to see.

In a dense forest.

A man and a woman are supporting each other to move forward, their steps are staggering, their expressions are sluggish, but they don't seem to be in danger of their lives.

There were large bloodstains on the hearts of these two people, and the same position on their backs. It seemed that they were wounds passing through their hearts. Such injuries could no longer be called injuries, but the cause of death.

These two people obviously shouldn't be alive, but they are alive, and it seems that their condition is still slowly recovering.

"Brother, how do you feel now?"

The woman among the two asked gently sideways, and at the same time staggered, her face turned paler.

"I'm fine, Xuezi, after drinking your blood, one-third of my heart has grown back."

The man answered with the same gentleness, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

It's just the bloodshot at the corner of the man's mouth, and what he said, which made this supposedly warm scene a little more weird and silent horror.

The two people's looks are four or five points similar, and they should be biological brothers and sisters, but some subconscious little actions don't look like brothers and sisters should.

For example, when two people look at each other, the emotion in their eyes.

"I'll give you my blood when I recover."

The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't die here. Since the generation of grandparents, the secret method passed down by our ancestors has been able to practice. Although the curse still exists, it is the price of gaining power."

"We must believe in the wisdom and secrets of our ancestors. With such supreme secrets, we will definitely be able to return to our hometown alive."

"After we go back, we will take our children to see the cherry blossoms."

"it is good."

Xuezi smiled back and raised his arm. There was a fresh tooth mark on it, with blood stains on it. Although the scab had scabbed over, it could still be seen that it was bitten out recently.

"Brother, drink some more of my blood."

Xuezi said.

There was a burst of emerald green light rippling from her body, and the rich vitality was gathering towards her arms.

At the same time, at the position where the tooth marks were located, the scabbed wound opened, and bright red blood, as warm and moist as blood jade, flowed out.

The man leaned forward without the slightest hesitation, swallowing heavily.

He didn't take into account Xuezi's paler complexion and the sticky blood gushing from his heart.

That is the blood of the heart, and once it runs out, life will come to an end.

After a long time, the man let go of Xuezi's arm.

Originally in the man's memory, the lotus root arm was as white as snowflakes, but now it was a dead grayish white.

Also gray and pale, and Xuezi's complexion.

The man was keenly aware that Xuezi's life had come to an end.

Even with the secret method of the ancestors, Shushan's flying sword was too violent, and both his and Xuezi's hearts were destroyed.

If it weren't for the forbidden technique of crossing blood and renewing life in the secret method, neither he nor Xuezi would be able to survive.

But now, Xuezi gave him the chance to live.

"Snow."

The man is still smiling, and he doesn't seem to make other expressions.

"It's okay, brother."

Xuezi fell into the man's arms, her life was like a thread, she reluctantly raised her hand and stroked the man's cheek.

"Don't be sad, brother, our child is still waiting for you at home."

"After 20 years and a dozen children, we finally had two offspring who avoided the curse."

"Fortunately, the two children are a boy and a girl, which means that the child does not have to go through the process of purification."

"You have to go back and go back alive to teach them."

"I will, I will."

The man nodded deeply.

"Brother, eat me, take my soul home, take it to see the cherry blossoms in my hometown."

Xuezi smiled and groped for the pocket of his clothes, and put a broken tortoise shell in the man's hand.

"Take our mission and go back alive."

"Don't let the secret method of the ancestors be cut off, let alone insult the wisdom of the ancestors."

Xuezi died, and closed her eyes contentedly.

Her body changed accordingly, her limbs were withering, like a mummy.

But what followed was that at the position of the heart, the vitality there became more and more intense, and even turned into a dark green visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, it condensed into a dark green bead, suspended there quietly.

"Snow."

With tears in his eyes, the man looked at Xuezi who had turned into a mummy, with nostalgia in his eyes, and at the same time he possessed himself without hesitation, devouring the last vitality left by Xuezi.

In his hand, he tightly held a piece of tortoise shell.

"Fuck."

Jiang Qi opened his eyes and couldn't help but curse.

What kind of abnormality is this special meow?
While being tender and affectionate, without hesitation, eating people up in a physical sense?

Too outrageous, right?
Who are these two people?
Jiang Qi rubbed the space between his eyebrows, only feeling that there was a lot of information.

The tortoise shell is undoubtedly in the hands of that perverted man, and what seems to be the mission goal?
As for the relationship between a man and a woman, Jiang Qi is unwilling to think about it, and feels disgusting when he thinks about it.

What's more, according to what the woman said, this custom has been going on for a long time, and the two of them are planning to let their children inherit this custom.
Jiang Qi only felt goosebumps rising, this kind of person should be humanely destroyed.

"However, why is it so familiar?"

Thinking flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes, and he said to himself.

The familiarity he said was naturally not the familiarity of those two people, but the means of the two of them.

The method of giving birth to that green and rich vitality gave Jiang Qi a very familiar feeling, which carried the meaning of Zhongzheng and peace, as well as the aura of a doctor who is compassionate and compassionate.

He has seen that kind of aura!
Jiang Qi remembered that the silver needle carrying Sun Simiao's obsession carried the same aura!
In other words, the method used by those two perverts is the method passed down by Sun Simiao!
How can this be? !
Jiang Qi was a little unbelievable. Regarding the identities and origins of those two people, Jiang Qi could guess, and it was precisely because he could guess that that he felt it was impossible.

Grandpa Sun didn't even inherit the practice method, so why did it appear in the hands of a foreign country?
and many more.

Jiang Qi remembered what the old man said, the Sun family lost a scripture handed down by Sun Simiao.

It turned out to be the case.

"It turned out to be a group of thieves who stole wisdom and shamelessly took it as their own."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes.

This time, there may be a chance to kill two birds with one stone.

Jiang Qi closed his eyes, pointing out that in the inheritance of Xuanfa, there is an evil method.

Yes, don't doubt it, that is, in the mysterious method of fingering, there is a technique that will be classified as evil as long as it is spread.

People like Yao Guangxiao don't care about the good or bad of the technique, as long as it works well.

This method is called soul searching.

It can display a person's memory and emotions in front of the caster without reservation, just like the goods on the shelf, free to choose.

The "currency" used is the source of this person's soul.

This is also the reason why this method is called evil method.

Jiang Qi originally thought that he would never have the chance to use this method in his life, but he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

"You can try it."

Jiang Qi recalled the inherited memory in the Xuanfa, so to deal with this kind of pervert and shameless thief, there is no need to pay attention to tactics, right?
At this moment, Jiang Qi suddenly thought of someone.

Zhu Cilang.

He understood why Zhu Cihong would say, when officials from the Ministry of Rituals questioned his brutality, "It's like being your mother."

If someone now questioned the cruelty of Jiang Qi's preparations, he would have to come up with a vernacular translation of these four characters.

"Which one should I wear?"

Jiang Qi looked at more than a dozen Nuo noodles in the eighteen subspaces, and wanted to choose a suitable one.

Finally, he saw a white mask with simple black lines on it. Among all the hideous masks, the expression of this mask was calm.

Calm to the point of chills.

It is very suitable to exist as a judge.

Jiang Qi took out this mask, put it on his face, and then his whole figure became blurred, and finally disappeared completely.

A corner of the curtain was blown up suddenly, and then slowly fell down.

Through the window, you can see that the noon sun is neither arrogant nor impetuous, just right.

It was a little inappropriate to go out during the day, but Jiang Qi couldn't wait any longer.

One is because Jiang Qi couldn't wait to stab that pervert's neck.

The second is because of the fear of delay and change.

After all, Sun Simiao's secret method is simply unreasonable. After absorbing the original vitality of his wife, the perverted man has become alive and well.

And it's hard to guarantee that he didn't respond. If he was allowed to escape from Kyushu, things would be a little difficult.

Sun Simiao's secret method and tortoise shell fragments, Jiang Qi is bound to win.

How could it be possible to tolerate the crystallization of wisdom of the Kyushu real person in the hands of thieves?

As for the tortoiseshell.

Isn't this Jiang Qi's stuff?

what?
You said it was obtained by the perverted couple through untold hardships?

Well, Jiang Qi will spit more on that perverted man's corpse, after all, he has stolen Jiang Qi's head.

Following the guidance of the spiritual sense, Jiang Qi activated the mysterious method of fingering in an instant, and unreservedly hooked up the Qi mechanism of the whole city to bless himself.

Jiang Qi didn't plan to act in secret this time, the perverted couple's death was not simple, and they had to be officials to let them deal with the aftermath.

Professional things should be left to professional people.

Thinking so, Jiang Qi transformed the energy of the entire city into a violent hurricane, blowing him, and flew towards the direction guided by his spiritual sense.

(End of this chapter)