Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

I have practiced till now.

The only thing Han Yi believed in was the power that he could truly feel in his body.

And he is the master of this power, that is enough.

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Jingtianzhuang, Jiuquyuan.

In the small courtyard sealed off by a group of guards, Fang Shouming kept walking and circling back and forth.

He walked in a hurry, looked impatient, and had bags under his eyes. The folding fan in his hand was inserted into his waist, and he was just thinking about things.

Obviously, things have been busy recently and I haven't had a good rest.

From time to time, Fang Shouming would glance inside the house and watch Zhao Laogou search for clues.

This time, Zhao Laogou's expression was no longer as calm as last time. Instead, he said nothing, looked solemn, and acted quickly.

He was accompanied by a strange puppy.

It is only the size of an adult's hand, with a short black nose, wide round ears, and similar fur color all over the body, all black, but there is only a red vertical line on the forehead, like a trace of blood.

At this time, one person and one dog got under the bed for a while, climbed to the roof for a while, and then vigorously lifted the floor and sniffed carefully.

It seems that he also carries a special tracking potion, and he will drop the potion in one place from time to time to check the reaction.

After going back and forth for a long time, there was still no result, and Fang Shouming couldn't help but become impatient.

He has been to this scene more than once.

The last time he and Zhao Laogou came over, they had actually come to a conclusion.

The murderer must be someone Chen Lingmo knows well, has a grudge against, and has interests in, and the murderer must be particularly tall and strong.

At that time, the two of them agreed on the result and felt that through clues, they could quickly find the murderer and solve Chen Lingmo's case.

However, after Fang Shouming returned, based on this conclusion, he used a large amount of manpower and material resources to investigate those who had interests entangled with Chen Lingmo.

The result was nothing.

Even during the investigation process, he offended many people for no reason and suffered subsequent retaliation.

But there was no result, no answer, so naturally he couldn't report it to the Eagle Claw King Chen Ying.

Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.

In addition, during this period, an account book involving illegal transactions between the Fang family and the Green Clothes Alliance was lost.

He also has something to do with Jiuquyuan, which he has never dealt with. There were many obstacles during the investigation and search, and he was rejected many times.

Although the contents of the account books are encrypted in cipher text, most people can only get it as if they were reading from heaven. He was not afraid of what might be discovered by the person who kept the account books.

But as long as this kind of evidence involving illegal records cannot be found, it will always be a thorn in the heart.

All things put together, Fang Shouming suddenly felt exhausted mentally and physically, suffered from insomnia all night, and lost a lot of hair.

The murderer was never found, and the account books were never found.

Therefore, he had no choice but to return to the scene according to the urgency of the matter. He wanted to find the murderer who injured Chen Lingmo and deal with Chen Ying first.

Compared to the loss of the account books, the pressure on Chen Ying was really too great.

If the account books are lost, that is only an internal matter within the sect and does not involve the outside world.

There is no way, but Chen Ying is a big shot who has the ability to directly put pressure on Jingtianzhuang.

The recent actions of their father and son, including the investigation of the missing account books, have been hampered by this.

Thinking of this, Fang Shouming became more filled with hatred.

If the murderer hadn't taken action that day and seriously injured Chen Lingmo, disrupting the original plan, why would they be so passive now.

The key point is, if according to the last inference, the murderer had a grudge against Chen Lingmo, why didn't he take action earlier and later, but at that moment?

Could it be that the murderer was also instigated by others and deliberately chose this time to act, deliberately disrupting his plan.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

It seems that this is the truth of the matter.

Could it be that the murderer belonged to the owner of the village, Zhao Ziyang, who disguised his identity and severely injured Chen Lingmo, with the purpose of killing Chen Ying, a foreign aid, and ruining their plan.

But......

Fang Shouming frowned again.

If Zhao Ziyang really wanted to take charge of things and limit the power of the father and son, and had plenty of opportunities to take action, why would he risk offending Chen Ying and adding a powerful enemy to Jingtian Village?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Fang Shouming thought about it over and over, but still couldn't get an answer, and the look of depression on his face became even more serious.

"Master Fang, come and see!"

Suddenly, Zhao Laogou inside the house shouted loudly as if he had discovered something.

"Found it?!" Fang Shouming was in high spirits and walked quickly into the house.

"Sir, please look here." Zhao Laogou pointed to the place where the bloodhound was circling back and forth and wagging its tail.

The bloodhound is the palm-sized puppy brought by Mr. Zhao.

This dog's sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and it can track the smell for a long time. Even if the smell has dissipated to the extreme, it can still track it and find the traces. Its tracking ability can be called abnormal.

Fang Shouming looked in the direction he pointed and saw a slight depression in the middle of the window lattice.

Looking from behind the window, the sparkling and flowing water of Huahu Lake stretches as far as the eye can see. Under the sunlight, the water surface

"What can be explained here?" Fang Shouming asked.

"After the man in black seriously injured Chen Lingmo, he must find a way to leave, so where he goes is the top priority.

But the witnesses only saw a man in black entering the house from the roof, and they had no idea where they were going.

That can only mean that the man in black must not leave in a conventional way, or change his disguise and hide in the crowd, or leave in some special way, such as..."

Zhao Laogou looked at Huahu.

"You mean..." Fang Shouming understood what he meant instantly, but frowned and said, "Even if what you said makes sense, if you leave from the water, how can you find it?

Isn’t it just like finding a needle in a haystack and finding nothing in the ocean? Meaningless. "

"Of course it's not meaningless..." Zhao Laogou gently took out a little bit of residue on the window lattice. There were dust in the depressions and sawdust crushed by boots.

He slowly stuffed it all into his mouth bit by bit, and finally took a deep breath.

Zhao Laogou's hands beat rapidly in front of his chest like lightning, and each gesture kept appearing and changing, like flowers that bloomed and withered.

After forming seals several times in a row, his eyes widened and he suddenly gave a sharp shout.

"Chasing the sky and embracing the moon, there is nothing to hide from!"

The bloodhound scurried over quickly, circling anxiously and waiting.

Zhao Laogou slowly stretched out his fingers.

laugh!

A ball of blood slowly condensed and emerged from his index finger.

The color of this blood was as black as ink and extremely viscous. Along with his entire finger, thick black seeped out from the inside to the outside, like black mist.