Douluo: Man is in peerless world, resurrecting angel

Chapter 9 Captain Xue·Mojin·North
"Commissioner Xue, what are you suspecting?" Zhao Si asked.

"I was just wondering, do you know how Mr. Zhao is doing in terms of Feng Ping? Do you have any enemies?"

Zhao Si was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to himself in disbelief, "Commissioner Xue, are you asking me?"

Xue Bei nodded, "Of course, you are Mr. Zhao's confidant, so you should know more about Mr. Zhao's affairs."

But what is the relationship between Young Master Zhao and City Lord Zhao?This is the death of City Lord Zhao, not Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Si thought in his heart.

"Sorry, I don't know." Zhao Si said with certainty.

Xue Bei did not stop at the question. Instead, he pointed to the tracker not far away and continued to ask Zhao Si: "Why does the tracker wear no clothes when he is stretching?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Si didn't know how Xue Bei's brain circuit was long, so he had to explain:

"The tracker's clothes are soaked in sweat and salt, and the cables are worn out. It won't take a few days. And the tracker has to prevent diseases."

"Disease prevention?"

"If you wear clothes, you will be on the shore for a while, and then you will be in the water for a while, and the clothes will dry on your body, and then dry, which is not only inconvenient, but also prone to rheumatism, arthritis and other diseases, so it is better not to wear clothes."

Zhao Si explained to Xue Bei in detail.

Xue Bei looked at the group of trackers who had been dispersed. They gathered together and looked up at Mr. Zhao's cruise ship in disgrace.

"You are very familiar with the life of trackers."

Zhao Si smiled shyly: "I live here, so I should understand this."

"Then do you think Mr. Zhao is familiar with the life of the trackers? Do you know why they don't wear clothes?"

Xue Bei asked.

Zhao Si didn't speak, he still looked cautious.

Mr. Zhao must not be very clear about the daily life and productive labor of the tracker. Even if Mr. Zhao is clear, I am afraid he will not sympathize.

Zhao Si knew this, but he couldn't say it.

A slave cannot reproach a master.

Anyway, Mr. Zhao is still Mr. Zhao, and Zhao Si is Zhao Si.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao for your hospitality."

Xue Bei walked in the air towards the Barak River, and Zhao Si nodded and watched Xue Bei leave.

"Is he gone?"

Mr. Zhao walked out drunkenly and looked at Xue Bei's leaving figure.

"Let's go." Zhao Si said respectfully.

"Give him information and let him leave quickly."

Mr. Zhao's eyes changed from being drunk for a moment to being cunning, and there was even some hostility in his eyes,
"It's better if the dog eats the dog...hahahaha!"

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The outskirts of Wushan.

Xue Bei walked into a group of tombs, which were the tombs of the ancestors of the Zhao family.

Qian Renxue floated faintly beside Xue Bei, adding another ghostly aura to this eerie environment.

"Do you really want to do this?"

"I think."

"But doing it here...is dirty."

"It's okay, you can be on it, and I will move."

"Then... let's do it."

Xue Bei took out a large metal shovel from the storage soul guide, and then aimed at the newly built cemetery below and shoveled down fiercely.

"Bam—"

The soil turned outwards, and with the blessing of soul power, Xue Bei shoveled directly onto the coffin of City Lord Zhao.

"Buried so shallow?"

Xue Bei estimated the thickness of the coffin, hoping that City Lord Zhao's body would not be damaged by the shovel.

"Maybe you shoveled too deep." Qian Renxue said faintly like a ghost, perfectly blending into the atmosphere here.

"Do not."

Xue Bei waved his arm again and dug up the soil, "Someone has touched the tomb of City Lord Zhao. It is reasonable for such a wealthy family to have a large tomb. How could it be possible to just dig a hole and bury it like ordinary people?"

"Since it has been touched, is it useful to look at City Lord Zhao's body to deduce the cause of death?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Look first."

Xue Bei quickly dug up the grave, and the coffin of Jinshenmu was pulled by the soul force to reveal it.

"It's quite rich. A city lord can actually use this kind of coffin." Qian Renxue's evaluation of the Zhao family's assets has reached a new level.

Xue Bei first folded his palms together and bowed in all directions, saying "No wonder no wonder", and then pushed the coffin away with his soul power.

Although this has no effect, Xue Bei believes that life still needs a sense of ritual.

Inside the coffin was a corpse, wearing gold and silver jewelry with a family crest embroidered with gold thread, and his complexion turned a dead blue... as if he had drunk too much chlorophyll.

"Death by poisoning."

Qian Renxue felt that Xue Bei no longer needed to read on.

This level of greenness cannot be explained by eating too much chlorophyll.

Even the poisonous Douluo Dugu Bo didn't have this kind of green face back then, it was poisonous to the marrow.

"Master Zhao reported to Shrek Academy that he suffered severe chest injuries, but he did not provide any information about the poison."

Xue Bei opened City Lord Zhao's eyelids, revealing the whites of his eyes, "Lamp."

Miss Qian Renxue rolled her eyes, rubbed Xue Bei's dog's head with her hands, and snapped her fingers, and the light source illuminated the entire upper body of City Lord Zhao.

"It looks like poison ivy, is it ghost-faced poison ivy?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Probably, my main direction of attack is not the plant-type martial spirit."

Xue Bei uncovered City Lord Zhao's clothes, and saw that there was indeed a trace of mending on his chest. Although he had cleaned it up, he could find that the bones inside were loose when he pressed it lightly with his hands.

One hit kill.

"It was spliced ​​out of wood, and the original bones have been smashed."

Apart from this big wound, City Lord Zhao had no other small wounds at all.

Xue Bei could already imagine the confrontation between City Lord Zhao and the evil soul master.

The evil soul master of the Vine Martial Soul directly pierced City Lord Zhao's chest with sharp and thick branches, releasing the toxin in an instant.

"The poison is very powerful, what else?" Qian Renxue concluded for Xue Bei.

Xue Bei put down his hand on his chest, and used his soul power to probe into the interior of City Lord Zhao, "There is also the ability to absorb life force."

Although City Lord Zhao looks green on the outside and is full of vitality, the inside is haggard, which is a sign of being forcibly deprived of vitality.

"The standard equipment for evil soul masters is to use the lives of others to cultivate themselves." Qian Renxue said calmly.

Xue Bei helped City Lord Zhao tidy up his clothes, and helped him put the coffin on the coffin, "I remember that City Lord Zhao is also a soul emperor, right? An evil soul master who can kill a soul emperor with one blow is... a soul saint?"

The evil soul saint is different from the evil soul emperor. Originally, the evil soul master is stronger than ordinary soul masters. With the blessing of the martial soul avatar, the evil soul saint will only become stronger.

Although Xue Bei's Angel Sword Wuhun restrains the evil spirit master, it is not impossible for the ship to capsize under the Wuhun real body of the evil spirit sage.

After all, City Lord Zhao, who was at the same level as Xue Bei, died in the hands of the evil soul master in one move.

"Are you afraid?"

"Evil Soul Saint, this is the first time I have met you."

Xue Bei unhurriedly buried the body of City Lord Zhao again, "Let's go, we have to find the Evil Soul Saint, otherwise when he goes crazy, he will harm many ordinary people."

Over the years, City Lord Zhao has treated the residents of Wushan City as indistinguishable from evil soul masters for their great lack and virtue. Being killed by an evil soul master can only be called the evil person will be tortured by the evil person.

But Xue Bei didn't want the ordinary people to be hurt. They struggled to survive every day, and their lives were not going well, and in the end they were somehow killed by the evil soul master...

Xue Bei is not from a noble family, even though he is a Shrek teacher now, Xue Bei still thinks that he is still a child of a tenant farmer, so Xue Bei still considers the common people.

Maybe it's called sympathy?
"Actually, it should be the Soul Emperor."

Qian Renxue still floated by Xue Bei's side and followed him to leave the Zhao Cemetery.

"Soul Emperor?"

"It's impossible for an evil soul master at the soul saint level to live peacefully for so many years." Qian Renxue raised her eyes and said to Xue Bei.

(End of this chapter)