I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 278 Fishing Law Enforcement
Fang Ze entered Huangshaji.

This is a market, not too prosperous, with six to seven hundred households, dozens of shops, and not many customers.

It's not yet the day of the market opening, so it's such a situation, and when the market is open, thousands of Shakers can gather here to trade with each other and communicate news.

Fang Ze walked all the way into Pingsha Inn.

It is a three-story wooden building, and it is also the tallest building in Huangshaji.

There are more than a dozen tables in Pingsha Inn. The tables and chairs are quite simple and shiny from long-term use. They are half full at this time, with 30 to [-] people eating and drinking in the inn.

As soon as Fang Ze entered the door, he was stared at by several eyes.

"Hey, the sand robe is so clean, it doesn't look like someone who often walks in the desert." Some people didn't care and shouted directly.

Fang Ze didn't pay attention, he walked straight to the innkeeper.

There was a fat shopkeeper there, with a short stature. Although he lived in the desert, he was white and fat. It seemed that he rarely went out and was blown by the wind and sand.

The fat accountant still had a mustache and a pair of shrewd little eyes staring at Fang Ze, looking up and down.

"Stay in the hotel." Fang Ze took out a silver coin and slapped it on the table.

This shot immediately attracted more people's attention.

Some of them seemed greedy and cruel.

"Stay in the hotel." Fang Ze said.

The fat shopkeeper was about to speak when his eyes suddenly froze.

He saw a red plum blossom button taken out with the silver and placed next to the silver.

The silver blocks the view, so no one else except the fat shopkeeper can see the existence of this thing.

The fat shopkeeper quickly calmed down his expression and shouted: "One of the bosses! Waiter, where did he die?"

Following the sound, a 24-year-old waiter came out with a plate of mutton and said as he ran: "Shopkeeper, I'm not lazy. My legs are almost broken. I'm so sorry for this." wages."

"Okay, okay, serve the food quickly, and then send this guest upstairs to his room." The fat shopkeeper said.

Xiaoer delivered the mutton, wiped his hands with a towel on his shoulders, and immediately came to Fang Ze with a smile on his face, and said, "Master, please."

Fang Ze nodded and followed the waiter upstairs.

After going upstairs and entering the room, Fangze asked for a roasted lamb leg with naan and asked the waiter to bring it to him.

The food was served, and it tasted quite authentic. Fang Ze asked for another hot water to wash up, and then concentrated on practicing his martial arts.

At sunset, the sky quickly darkened and the inn became quiet.

Fang Ze heard a light step coming up from downstairs and walked to the door of his room.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk" knocked on the door.

"The door bolt is not hung, come in." Fang Ze said.

The door opened, Fat Palm walked in, and then immediately closed the door.

He was different from before. He looked cautiously and compared the secret text with Fang Ze using gestures.

After checking and confirming that it was correct, the fat shopkeeper relaxed a little.

Fang Ze nodded slightly.

He raised his left hand, his fingers floating.

If you are a master in the Celestial Realm, you will feel a wave of energy from heaven and earth, filling the house, making it impossible for a warrior in the physical realm to spy on the conversation in the room even if you use your magic power.

"No one will hear what's being said here."

"What can I say directly."

Fang Zedao.

The fat shopkeeper quickly saluted.

"Outer disciple Zhang Yan has met the Venerable."

Fang Ze nodded. He used the special communication code of the Holy Demon Sect. The fat shopkeeper mistakenly recognized him as a member of the Holy Demon Sect.

The identity mark he showed was that he was a venerable member of the Holy Demon Sect, which was probably equivalent to being higher than the core disciples and weaker than the elders.

"Time is precious, long story short."

"The purpose of my coming here is to investigate the matter of Fourth Master Sha."

"Tell me, what do you know?" Fang Ze asked.

Zhang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know much."

"I only know that two months ago, Fourth Master Sha suddenly left the Pingsha Inn and disappeared without any warning. He did not leave any letters."

"More than a month ago, two venerables came here one after another and asked the same questions as you. I answered both of them, and the two venerables never came back."

"What did you say?" Fang Ze asked.

Zhang Yan was also familiar with this rhetoric and repeated it again.

In Pingsha Inn, Fourth Master Sha, also known as Wang Yu, is the person in charge. Zhang Yan is responsible for greeting guests on weekdays, regardless of mundane matters, and daily trivial matters.

There is a cook, a cook's apprentice, a waiter, and a groom who looks after the camels and horses.

Zhang Yan is an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. The others are not disciples, but they have worked at Pingsha Inn for at least seven or eight years. Their identities are still clear and there is nothing suspicious about them.

The day Fourth Master Sha disappeared was the sixth day of the month.

It was windy that day, and the sky was filled with yellow sand. The waiter was collecting towels and other things that were drying outside. When he saw Fourth Master Sha coming out, he said hello but was ignored. Fourth Master Sha looked worried and walked in directly. In the direction of the market, the sky is filled with yellow sand.

This is the only abnormality.

Fang Ze didn't ask for any extra news.

He thought for a moment and said, "What habits does Fourth Master Sha have on weekdays? Or what are the patterns in his actions?"

Zhang Yan thought for a while and said: "Usually, on the seventh day of every month, Fourth Master Sha has to go out for half a day, sometimes during the day and sometimes in the afternoon."

"As for what we are going to do, we dare not ask."

Fang Ze's heart moved and he remembered the news.

"How long has he been like this?" Fang Ze asked.

"It must be a habit of the past three to five years." Zhang Yan said.

Fang Ze nodded.He was sure that Zhang Yan was not lying.

When people lie, there are always various external manifestations, such as nervousness, anxiety, sweating, etc.

As early as in the physical realm, Fang Ze was very sensitive to these.

Today, in the realm of Heaven and Human Realm, he still has the True Eye of Life and Death, so he can perceive these subtleties more keenly.

This rock is not hiding anything.

Fang Ze asked a few more questions, but he didn't get any valuable information.

He asked the fat shopkeeper to call the waiter and ask him a few questions. The waiter really knew nothing about the world, and what he said was the same as what Fang Ze knew.

Seeing that he couldn't get any more information out of the inn, Fang Ze asked the two men to leave.

There was not much progress, but it was not as expected by Fang Ze. If it was so easy to find clues, the Holy Demon Sect wouldn't have to spend a lot of money to find him.

After taking a short rest, Fang Ze went downstairs.

In the dining area downstairs, a dozen or so people were gathered together, talking vulgar slang and gambling for money.

Fang Ze did not participate and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of Pingsha Inn, a dark middle-aged man gambling in the room glanced at him.

Immediately, the two 30-year-old Shakes threw away their lost cards, stood up, and walked out of Pingsha Inn.

Fang Ze left the inn and walked towards the snow-covered desert.

There is no moon tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is cold, which is quite suitable for murder and arson.

Fang Ze walked for a while, and his speed gradually increased. In the end, his speed was probably about the speed of the five transformations of the physical body among ordinary Jianghu people who are better at lightness.

As soon as he accelerated, there was a person behind him who couldn't hide.

It was the 30-year-old Xu Wuzhe who just came out of Pingsha Inn.

Seeing that Fang Ze's speed increased, this man also began to fly forward in Qing Gong. He was actually not weak in Qing Gong. He had reached the state of Dzogchen, the seventh transformation of the physical body, and could still chase Fang Ze with enough room.

This person was dressed like this, and after walking for about ten miles, Fang Ze suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked behind.

The 30-year-old man didn't hide anything, he just walked out with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, there is a scimitar common to Shakers.

"Sir, have you learned anything from following me?" Fang Ze asked.

"Haha, stop pretending to be dumbfounded. I came here with you. Don't you know what I want to do?" Shakepi said with a smile. His face was full of pockmarks, and he made this expression at this time. , making people feel chilly.

"You want to rob me?"

"Am I so like a fat sheep?" Fang Ze asked.

"Hey, are you a fat sheep? I'm better at judging people than you are at yourself." Shake sneered and said, "I noticed you as soon as you entered Pingsha Inn."

"You look like a silly white-faced young man from a wealthy family. You also behave in a similar manner. Your martial arts strength is also similar to... a person. If you act like a rich man who goes out to experience four or five physical transformations, If the children of the family speak alike, look alike, and act alike, then he is the one."

"I've seen too many people like you. You shouldn't have left Huangshaji. Accept your misfortune, fat sheep."

Fang Ze looked at this man.

"You talk a lot." Fang Ze said.

"Hmph, take out the money bag and I'll keep your body intact." said the pockmarked Shake.

Fang Ze stood there, looking at this person, but didn't move at all.

Shake felt that he was being ignored, and felt angry. He roared in a low voice, raised his scimitar and slashed at Fang Ze.

The sword's light was as bright as white practice, and it traced a rather smooth trajectory.

Then, it broke.

Fang Ze flicked his finger on Shake's scimitar, and the stainless steel scimitar broke instantly.

A look of horror suddenly appeared on Shake's face.

He didn't even utter an exclamation, Fang Ze inserted two fingers of his left hand into the man's chest and pierced the man's heart.

Fang Ze's fingers were like jade, and it seemed as if what he was piercing was tender tofu instead of a human body.

Shake's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and unwillingness.

Fang Ze withdrew his finger, and there were only two drops of blood on his fingertips.

He shook the blood from his fingertips.

"Delay my time." Fang Ze said.

After saying that, he ignored Shake and continued to fly towards the snow-covered sand sea.

Shake's heart was left with two holes, and he fell to the ground, motionless, as if he had given up his life.

After a while, suddenly, Shake's body twitched.

After a while, he struggled and sat up from the ground.

Shake gasped for air, took out a bottle of elixir from his body and swallowed it. He also took out the wound medicine and applied it randomly on the finger mark on his heart that looked like it was piercing through the heart.

His face was filled with the expression of surviving a disaster, with fear mixed with happiness.

"Phew...fortunately, my heart is a little bit out of the way compared to others. At the same time, I have learned the art of enduring death before, and the exercise automatically triggered a suspended animation just now."

"If it had been anyone else, he would have been dead!"

Shake was full of luck and luck.

He looked in the direction Fang Ze was leaving with a look of fear on his face.

"At least the eighth transformation is complete! He is probably a master of the ninth transformation."

"I have to bring the news back!"

Shake suppressed his physical discomfort, turned around and rushed towards Huangshaji.

But he didn't notice at all that Fang Ze, who was supposed to leave, came back at some point. He was hanging up from a distance that Sha Ke would never notice, and turned back to Huangshaji.

(End of this chapter)