Chapter 4 Accident under the rain!

The rain in Fengjiang has not stopped, and the bustle has just begun.

Yamenmen,

Liu Changfeng looked complicated.

I originally wanted to take the opportunity to launch an attack and test whether the sect's treasure of chance had been taken away by them.

But before he could do anything, someone else took advantage of him.

This is different from what was expected. When did the county magistrate of Fengjiang become so wise?

Isn’t it rumored that he is a timid dog official?

But the problem is, that ray of official power that was revealed just now cannot be faked.

Although it was weak, the momentum and feeling at that moment made it an exaggeration to say that he was listed on the "List of Hunting Counties" as the magistrate of Xinjiang County.

Liu Changfeng looked away, his heart even more filled with doubts.

What the hell is going on with this Dali Dynasty?

Did they really send cannon fodder, or did they have another purpose?

…

[Map: The street in front of the government office has been lit up!]

now,

Chen Mu had already followed Cao Zhengxiang out of the county government office.

The map of Fengjiang City in his mind quickly lit up a part of it, which was the central street in front of him.

Teahouses, restaurants, shops and stalls, everything on the street are clearly marked on the map.

Chen Mu glanced briefly, it seemed like there was nothing special and he didn't care.

But when he inadvertently glanced at the crowd of onlookers outside, messages were displayed in front of him.

[Liu Yuan, happiness index: 3%]

[Zeng Bo, happiness index: 2%]

[Li Xinlong, happiness index: -1%]

【Guo Jun...8%】

【…5%】

"This..." Shen Mu was dumbfounded.

Densely packed messages.

He knew that anyone with a [happiness index] on their head should be a native of Fengjiang.

What's the matter with not even a single person having a happiness index over '10'? There are even people with negative numbers!

Is life so hard for people in Fengjiang? Isn’t it too dire?

While thinking about it, he glanced sideways at Cao Zhengxiang.

[Master Cao, happiness index: 90%]

"Fuck!" Shen Mu was shocked.

Yesterday it was 89, today it's 90...

…

…

West of the city, Longjing Lane.

Passing through the noisy central street, there are rows of disorderly old houses.

Chen Mu finally realized what a truly impoverished county is.

This alley is very deep, and the stone paving on the road is uneven, or even non-existent in some places. When it rains, mud comes out of the ground, making it extremely difficult to walk.

It was difficult for Chen Mu to understand what these monks were thinking. Couldn't they just find an inn to stay in?

If you have to look for this kind of corner, you don't know how you will die.

"Isn't it here yet?" Shen Mu asked.

Cao Zhengxiang tiptoed to avoid the mud pit and pointed ahead: "Sir, we are almost there. After passing the Suolongjing, it will be right behind."

When Chen Mu heard this, he looked around and saw that there was indeed a large well right in front of him. It was surrounded by a rusty iron chain and was already dilapidated and dry.

"Longjing Lock, isn't there really a dragon down there?" Shen Mu asked.

Cao Zhengxiang smiled helplessly: "They are just folk rumors. If there really were dragons, then Fengjiang County would no longer be the current Fengjiang County. It is probably because the predecessors wanted to give the alleys a nice name, so they just got the name. Longjing Alley, tsk tsk, it’s a pretty good one, but my lord, look around here, is there any sign of dragon locking at all?”

Chen Mu shrugged, what he said was true.

These rows of old houses are really run-down. I looked at ten of them and found that at least eight had roof leaks. They really didn’t feel classy at all.

After passing Suolongjing, Shen Mu finally arrived at the crime scene.

This is a small single-family house. The door opens into a small courtyard. There is only one room in it. It should be temporarily rented by Wuliangshan disciples.

Liu Changfeng had been waiting inside for a long time. He came here in advance using Taoist and magical powers.

Chen Mu wanted to take a ride at first, but was too embarrassed to ask.

"The body is here, and the things around it have not been touched. By the way, I would like to remind you that the murderer is not weaker than me. If you are also killed, we Wuliangshan will not be responsible."

Liu Changfeng said lightly.

By now, he had completely given up on Dali. Including the people watching the excitement outside, no one thought that Shen Mu could find out anything.

In fact, for these people hiding in the dark who came this time, Shen Mu was simply a nobody worth mentioning.

There are many people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to obtain the chance treasure, and some even start investigating earlier than Wuliangshan, because once the murderer is found, if he can kill him, the opportunity will naturally come to him.

But after so many days, more and more people came to Fengjiang City, which proved that no one could find the murderer yet.

Chen Mu didn't care about Liu Changfeng's words. He actually hoped that the murderer would kill him, which would save a lot of trouble: "Don't worry, life or death is up to you. I won't be like you, looking for outsiders to make trouble after my disciple dies."

"Humph, there's no point in talking." Liu Changfeng sneered, ignored him, turned around and left with his disciple.

at this time,

Only Chen Mu and Cao Zhengxiang were left in the yard.

The door of the house in front of me was ajar, and when I looked through the crack in the door, it was pitch black inside.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, so Shen Mu quickly stepped forward and pushed the door open.

The next moment, with the light outside, he could clearly see the furnishings in the room.

An old broken painting hangs on the wall of the hall, and there are beds, tables and chairs on both sides, but nothing else.

There were signs of a fight inside the house, and there was a shocking crack on the ground, as if it had been split open by something.

Is the murderer a swordsman?

Chen Mu thought and walked forward.

The corpse covered with white cloth was parked next to the crack.

The Yamen has no official duties for the time being, so he can only do this kind of thing himself.

Lifting the white cloth, Chen Mu saw the murdered Wuliangshan disciples.

At this time, there was a yellow paper talisman on his forehead, which was shining with a faint halo. Shen Mu didn't understand it very well, but he guessed that it should be some kind of talisman method for preserving the body.

"There are sword marks on the ground, but not on the deceased. It's a bit strange..."

Chen Mu whispered, reached out and untied the deceased's clothes, and then was dumbfounded. It was not until this moment that he saw the real fatal injury.

In the chest of the deceased, there was a hole the size of a fist, piercing through the heart!

Chen Mu felt his scalp numb, and he said, "Master Cao, what do you think of this fatal injury?"

After a while, Cao Zhengxiang's indifferent voice came from behind.

"Sir, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell anything from just a moment. It's better to take the body back and examine it carefully."

"Okay, that's all."

Carry the body into the carriage outside the house.

Chen Mu and Cao Zhengxiang returned by car. The journey was bumpy and made people feel irritated.

I don’t know how long the carriage ran.

I just felt that the clouds were gathering outside, the rain seemed to be falling harder and harder, and it was almost dark inside the car, and almost no one could be seen.

Chen Mu opened the car curtain to see if he could see it.

But when he saw the scene outside, he froze on the spot!

The surrounding scene is not the streets of the county town, but a gloomy peach forest swaying in the dark wind and rain.

"Master! Where is this? This is not the way back!"

For a long time, no one responded.

Chen Mu didn't look back, he only felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his hair stood on end!

suddenly!

He thought something was wrong.

I came on foot, not a carriage.

So, where did this carriage come from?
Chapter completed!