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Jiang Yi went to close the door as promised, and then stood behind Long Qiuyan, quietly watching her administer the needle. .

Long Qiuyan was calm and focused, looking at Ling Ri lying on the bed with a serious expression, and silently began to feel his pulse, his eyes were extremely serious, and he was completely different from his usual activities.

After taking the pulse, Long Qiuyan took out a pack of golden needles, holding the slender golden needles like flying, each needle fell crisply, with the same strength

In the blink of an eye, seven golden needles had been pierced into Ling Ri's head.

Looking at her technique, Jiang Yi felt that the acupoints where the needles were applied were really exquisite, which was quite different from ordinary acupuncture methods.

After the acupuncture was completed, Ling Ri's breathing eased a lot, and the pained expression on his face was slightly reduced.

After Long Qiuyan called his pulse again, she said calmly: "The toxicity has subsided, there is nothing serious."

After speaking, looking at Jiang Yi, he began to explain the various magical functions of the Seven Chapters of the Divine Needle.

Jiang Yi kept everything she said in his heart.

"Let's teach here today, and you will experience it after you go back. Teacher, I will teach you new things tomorrow." Long Qiuyan said earnestly, pretending to rely on the old to sell the old.

Looking at her funny face, Jiang Yi found it hard to imagine that she would be the daughter of the majestic and cold-faced Grand Master Pang.

When the two opened the door, Ling Chuchu who had been waiting outside quickly asked, "Qiuyan, how is my father?"

The rest of the people also looked at Long Qiuyan nervously, waiting for her answer.

"Don't worry, the poison has been removed, Uncle Ling should be able to wake up tomorrow."

Long Qiuyan said in relief.

Hearing that her father was fine, Ling Chuchu heaved a long sigh of relief, took Long Qiuyan's hand and thanked him endlessly: "Thank you so much, otherwise, I really don't know what to do."

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just a matter of little effort." Long Qiuyan felt a little embarrassed by her.

Bao Zheng muttered thoughtfully: "I just don't know who hurt Uncle Ling."

He said, looking at Zhu Liu: "Uncle Zhu, after you saw the pear blossom needle in the rainstorm, why did you say it was revenge from mummies? What does this matter have to do with those mummies in the village?"

Before Zhu Liu could speak, Li Si stepped forward and said: "These are just nonsense that Lao Liu has drunk too much, you don't have to take it to heart."

He gave Zhu Liu a warning look, and said, "When the boss wakes up tomorrow, can he tell us who the murderer is behind the scenes?"

Bao Zheng nodded when he heard the words, and didn't ask any more questions.

A gloomy look flashed across Zhuo Yun's face, and his brows were slightly frowned.

92 The Murderer Arrested

Jiang Yi reminded: "We still need to send someone to guard here, lest the murderer come and hurt Uncle Ling."

Zhan Zhao heard from Bao Zheng's analysis before that the murderer was probably someone from Hermit Village, so he volunteered and said, "Just let me stay and guard the gate."

"Then I'll trouble you, I'll come and replace you in the middle of the night." Ling Chuchu thanked.

"No, I'm enough alone." Zhan Zhao said.

Long Qiuyan added another sentence: "There is a transom on the roof of the secret room, the murderer may launch the rainstorm pear blossom needle from there, what should I do?"

"I have a way."

Bao Zheng found a huge black umbrella, opened it in the secret room, and covered the transom.

Seeing what happened here, everyone in Hermitage Village bid farewell and left one after another.

In a blink of an eye, the sky darkened, and night covered the earth.

Jiang Yi knew that Zhuo Yun would definitely do something tonight.He quietly came to Zhuo Yun's roof, lurking down, quietly waiting for the prey to be caught.

Originally, he planned to set up a trap on the roof of the secret room to catch Zhuo Yun, but at night, he realized that the bright moon was hanging high tonight, and the moon was shining brightly, as bright as day.

His traps were easy to spot in this darkness.In desperation, he could only go to Zhuo Yun's roof and monitor his every move.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Zhuo Yun's room door quietly opened, and a black shadow stepped out like a ghost, holding a long bamboo pole and rope in his right hand, and a pair of huge scissors in his left hand. Go to the secret room.

Jiang Yi stepped silently and followed closely behind.

Zhuo Yun is indeed a smart guy who figured out a way to kill people from outside the transom.

He didn't even use the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, but was going to use a bamboo pole to remove the black umbrella arranged by Bao Zheng, and then lift the bed that Ling Ri was lying on, and pull it to the air window.

Then use scissors to directly cut off the head of Ling Ri, and take the head out of the air window.

This kind of killing method can be called weird, and people who don't know it may really think that it is a mummy revenge after seeing Ling Ri's death.

It can only be said that Zhuo Yun is worthy of being a descendant of the Tang Sect, and he is very good at using tools to kill people.

If it was Jiang Yi, the murder method would definitely not be as clever as him, and he would only choose to poison Ling Ri to death with poison gas—from this, it can be seen that this safe secret room is actually not safe at all.Bao Zheng's protective method of holding a black umbrella is also useless.

Zhuo Yun carried the props from the backyard and jumped onto the roof of the secret room. When he reached the air window, he put down the long bamboo pole with a hook in his hand, and used the hook to hook the big black umbrella.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and there was a chaotic sound of insects in the courtyard outside.

In the dense forest of the back mountain, the roar of wild beasts could be faintly heard: like wild wolves, like fierce tigers, the night in the mountains and forests was not quiet at all, but rather noisy.

Zhuo Yun didn't know if he had practiced Tang Sect's technique of restraining breath and hiding form, but there was no sound in his movements. Zhan Zhao, who was in charge of guarding outside the secret room, didn't even notice these movements.

In terms of concealment skills, it is almost the same as Jiang Yi, the successor of the robber saint.

Just when Zhuo Yun was concentrating on using the bamboo pole to slowly move the big black umbrella, a golden needle as thin as a cow's hair suddenly shot out, and it stabbed the acupuncture point on his back without a sound.