I Really Don’t Want To Make Money

I Really Don’t Want To Make Money Chapter 22

2021-07-27

Chapter 22 Who is the murderer? I am the murderer!

Nanquan County.

In the mountains and forests.

The three red-clothed demon slayers all looked complicated.

In front of my eyes, everything was burnt to ashes.

And all the breath was blown away by the wind, and there was no clue.

"Someone killed Zhou Ying here, and used the fire technique to burn everything and blow away all the breath, and Zhou Ying... just came out of Nanquan County Ya."

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When the first red-clothed demon beheading official looked like a middle-aged man, he said in a deep voice: "County Magistrate and Constable of Nanquan County Government died violently at the same time, and I can't find out the reason. In my opinion, they should have been killed by People cursed to kill! At present, it cannot be confirmed that the murderer is the same person, but Zhou Ying died after walking out of Nanquan County Office. County Magistrate and Constable also died suddenly within a quarter of an hour. There must be a connection."

Another The young-looking red-clothed demon slayer said slowly: "Zhou Ying, this idiot, die without a whole corpse, and left no clues, but the corpses of County Magistrate and Constable, since they were cursed to kill, should be left behind. I have already ordered someone to send it to the Guangshan Territory just now, please run the Tianji Pan to trace the source, I am sure there will be results today."

At the same time.

Guangshan Territory Demon Hunting Mansion.

middle-aged man standing on a platform.

In front of him is a stone plate.

The stone pan is simple and simple, with a square and a radius of one zhang. It has different gossip patterns and various lines on it, which is extremely mysterious.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it, the mana was running, and the stone plate was urged, and the rays of light flourished.

I saw him pinching a seal with one hand, erecting it on his chest, and chanting a mantra in his mouth.

After a while, the rays of light froze.

I saw him taking out two strands of hair and placing them on the stone plate.

A strand of hair is jet black, and a strand of hair is gray and black.

This is from the hair of two people.

County Magistrate and Constable in Nanquan County.

“On!”

surnamed Zheng middle-aged man snorted.

I saw two strands of hair that turned into ashes and melted into the rays of light on the stone plate.

The rays of light flowed, as if a stone disk was turning.

After a while, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

On closer inspection, that face is actually Zhou Ying!

"Did Zhou Yingzhu kill them?"

surnamed Zheng middle-aged man couldn't help but be astonished.

And then saw him brows slightly wrinkle.

After a while, he frowned, secretly said in one's heart: "Interesting, this person used Zhou Ying's blood as the material for the curse killing, sharing the backlash of the curse killing, and more importantly. Yes, it can make the person who calculates the secrets fall on Zhou Ying's body."

He thought so, squeezed the seal again, and poured the mana on the stone plate.

The stone plate continued to run, and Zhou Ying's silhouette suddenly shattered!

The invisible power seems to have penetrated the "source" of Zhou Ying's layer of disguise from the secret, and moved towards the source hidden deeper.

The face of this surnamed Zheng middle age person showed conceit.

If it was an ordinary Heavenly Mystery Technique, the only murderer who used the spell to harm others could be identified as Zhou Ying.

But he is not an ordinary Heavenly Mystery Technique, and even Supreme Treasure such as Tianjipan, enough to see through fabrications and know the truth.

"This man took Zhou Ying to stand in front of him, but he was smart, but unfortunately he met me!"

Mr Zheng said this, and a figure appeared in front of him again.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

I saw that the figure became more and more clear.

Then the figure solidified.

He seal art once, shouted: "Now!"

The figure on the stone plate is still blurred.

He took a closer look and found that he had no facial features!

“What?”

Mr Zheng looked surprised, the seal art changed again, shouted: “Now!”

Then the figure on the stone plate , gradually took shape.

Facial features gradually emerged!

He looked a little familiar.

As the facial features solidified, the figure on the stone plate had become clear!

The appearance of the figure on the stone plate is exactly similar to this Mr Zheng?

“The murderer turned out to be me?”

“Impossible is me!”

“But the calculation of Tianjipan, the impossible is wrong!”

"I have spent my whole life studying the secret art, impossible is wrong!"

Mr Zheng murmured, his expression complicated, changing, and gradually showing signs of madness.

Denying this calculated result is equivalent to denying the cultivation path that I have identified for many years!

But admitting this result, isn't he the one who killed Zhou Ying and Nanquan County Magistrate and Constable?

He looked pale, in a trance, turned around and walked down the altar.

He walked erratically and his thoughts were disordered.

Besides, the head of the Demon Hunting Mansion had long come forward and asked, "Master Zheng, can you find out who is the murderer?"

Master Zheng was silent for a while. , then turned his head, stared at the other party, his tone was low and dry, and he said a serious sentence.

"I am the murderer!"

——

In the evening.

Nanquan County Government Office.

The three red-clothed demon slayers are finally waiting for news.

"Mr Zheng is unwell, and Lord Zhangyu is supervising the affairs of the Demon Hunting Mansion on his behalf."

"According to Lord Zhangyu's review of the file, I learned that a Taoist priest from Nanquan County had sent it that day. The remains of one hundred and eight little monsters are suspected to have come from Yongyao River."

"I order the three of you to go to Yongyao River to find out!"

Get this Message, three red-clothed demon slayers, looked at each other in blank dismay.

What a coincidence?

Today, Mr Zheng wants to figure out the secrets and point out the direction for them, just because he is unwell?

Now they have to find clues on their own?

——

And at this time, the culprit who was the initiator has returned to the foot of Fengyuan Mountain.

It was getting late, and the craftsmen who built the White Rainbow Temple had all gone home.

"Tomorrow is the time to settle the wages."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou thought about it, calculated the silver taels in his bag now, and felt relieved.

Then he walked up the mountain, his footsteps widened by three points, quite rich and imposing.

As I approached the old Taoist temple, I saw a familiar silhouette in front of me, squatting on the ground and playing in the mud.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou was startled when he saw this.

Then the silhouette also seemed to find it, looked over, and jumped up quickly, as if there was a wave in his chest.

"Front...senior..."

Fang Yu stammered: "You...when did you come back?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked as usual and said, "Just got back."

He didn't say much more intelligently.

It's just funny.

The True Disciple of the dignified Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, the cultivator of Qi Refinement Realm, suddenly play with mud?

Before entering the gate of the Taoist temple, you can smell the fragrance.

"Miss Fang, it's time to eat."

Wang Shan walked out from the stove behind with the food in his hand, and when he saw Daoist Priest Bao Shou, he couldn't help but stunned, "Daoist priest, When did you come back?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou said with a smile: "It's not long since you arrived, but you are the foreman, the sun has gone down, why didn't you go home?"

Wang Shan put down the meal and said, "I discussed it with Old Zheng. I felt that Fang was a girl living in a Taoist temple, and I was afraid that some people would not behave well, so I stayed for two days and waited for your return."

He moved a chair, then said with a smile: "Since you're back, I'll go home."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou said while putting down the package : "The food is ready, just go home after eating."

Wang Shan said with a smile: "I haven't been home for several days since you left, and if I don't go back, my mother-in-law Haven't kicked me out of bed yet? You can rest assured that there must be food at home at this time..."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked out the door.

Fang Yu was taken care of by him for two days, and also sent to the door, waving and shouting: "Uncle Wang, come over early tomorrow."

Wang Shan honestly laughed, complied, and then went down the mountain.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou watched him leave, then greeted Fang Yu and sat down around the dilapidated table.

"Let's eat."

"Okay..."

Facing Daoist Priest Bao Shou, an unfathomable senior, Fang Yu seemed a little cramped.

The broken Taoist temple.

Dim light.

A delicious meal.

"Wang Shan's craftsmanship is really good, maybe he cooks in the Ping Chang Family."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou laughed and put down the tableware.

Fang Yu consciously picked up the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou raised his hand to stop it and said, "Wash the tableware and chopsticks later, I have something to ask you."

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