Zhu Qingsheng then realized that no wonder they chased them all the way, but they didn't see the signs and teams of the government. They turned out to be wearing civilian clothes and pretended to move forward quietly.

Sima Yuanji heard Zhu Qingsheng talk about Zhou Lichun's appearance, and recognized it at a glance, bowed and said, "This adult, I'm in trouble. I'm having something to do. Please look at the bodies of the three father-in-laws."

Zhou Lichun was stunned. How did this scholar-like man know that he was carrying the bodies of three eunuchs? He glanced at him and said, Wenwen was weak, like a teacher. As for the boy around him, he was dressed well and the horse under him was also good. He should be a young man from a rich family, and he came out with the husband.

In fact, Zhu Qingsheng was dressed too ragged that night, and his beggar-like look was a world of difference from his current appearance. As the saying goes, "A man depends on his new clothes and horse depends on his saddle." How could Zhou Lichun recognize him at once?

Zhou Lichun had just caught up and was blocked by the tall firewood cart. He didn't see the scene just now. Seeing the scholar's weakness, he disagreed and said lightly: "No matter what is in it, there is nothing to do with you. You should leave quickly, don't let us be rude."

Chai Hong and Cen Zhengjia both jumped in their hearts and subconsciously took two steps back. This scholar was very skilled in martial arts, and they could not beat him together. Didn’t Zhou Lichun ask for trouble when he said this? If he angered the scholar, no one would have a good harvest.

Fortunately, Sima Yuan and Dayouqing were angry about this, and still said politely: "This incident has a cause and involves a murder case. There are many unknown things. I hope the Lord will be tolerant and thank you very much."

Zhou Lichun was in a hurry to go on the road. It was already unlucky enough to die in his jurisdiction. If the bodies of these three father-in-laws were not sent to their superiors, they would have been corrupted and it would be even harder to explain. Thinking of this, I became more and more angry and blurted out: "I say you are a person who is tactful. No matter what it is, it is not where you come. Do you understand? Go away quickly."

Sima Yuanji had no choice but to slowly retreat outside. Although he had a strong cultivation level, he did not want to use it on ordinary people. Seeing this, he had to retreat silently and wait until they transported the body to the destination before making plans.

When Zhu Qingsheng saw Sima Yuanji retreat, he hurriedly said, "Master, do we ignore those three corpses?"

Sima Yuanji sighed and said, "There is no way to do it now. You can't force others to do it. Let's wait a little longer, there will always be a way."

Chai Hong and Cen Zhengjia were puzzled and could not understand that this master would leave. With his martial arts cultivation, let alone want to see the corpse in the coffin, he could just snatch it.

Zhou Lichun smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that this man has retreated because of the difficulties. Two sirs, let's go."

"Let's wait!" A clear voice came clearly.

Everyone looked up and saw a handsome Jinyiwei wearing a dark blue flying fish suit coming on the branches on both sides of the road, carrying his hands on his back, and his expression calmly.

Zhu Qingsheng frowned, but unexpectedly saw Zhong Shuidan again.

Zhong Shuidan fell lightly on the ground and saw a scholar standing in front of him with a fiery red sun parasol on his back. He couldn't help but feel weak, but in fact, a steady and thick breath came faintly. He immediately knew who it was. He stepped forward and bowed deeply, and said with a smile: "This is uncle Sima. It's really better to be famous than to meet. My nephew is polite."

Zhu Qingsheng was surprised. Isn’t this person afraid of telling his master and letting him deal with him? Although Zhu Qingsheng can’t beat him now, his master has a deep cultivation and has no problem with him.

Looking at Zhong Shuidan standing in front of his master with a smile, Zhu Qingsheng immediately understood, how could the master take action against a junior? Neither the master's temperament nor his identity would attack Zhong Shuidan.

Zhong Shuidan looked at Zhu Qingsheng with a bright smile and said, "Young brother, you are so good too." His smile was kind and handsome, as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Qingsheng disliked his character and turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Sima Yuanji has a very knowledgeable experience. From his light skills at the beginning, he can tell that it was the "Feng" technique of the Zhong family. According to what Zhu Qingsheng said, it should be Zhong Shui Dan.

Sima Yuan and Xun asked, and said lightly: "I am ashamed of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being

Zhong Shuidan was bowing his waist and suddenly felt a gentle force coming out of thin air, subconsciously emitting a force of resistance. However, when encountering this invisible soft force, he could not use any strength. His body couldn't help but straighten up, and the soft force also disappeared. Zhong Shuidan was shocked, and he could not imagine that the rumors were true. Sima Yuan and Wuchen of Maoshan should not be underestimated.

Zhou Lichun was shocked and wondered what this scholar was. Even Zhong Shuidan, the Jinyiwei family, had to be polite. Thinking of the cold words he had just said to him, a trace of sweat suddenly flowed down.

Zhong Shuidan said in a respectful voice: "I guessed it well. Uncle Master came for the corpses of these three father-in-laws. Uncle Master has some requests. I am just afraid that the corpse will be dirty and will stain your eyes."

***

Late at night, silent.

There are seven copper lamps standing in a thatched cottage, which are arranged in accordance with the direction of the Big Dipper.

The bodies of the three eunuchs were lying quietly in the middle of the cottage, with a blue face and had been dead for a long time. One foot or two in front of the corpse in the middle was a bronze mirror with strange patterns engraved behind it, and the eunuch's body was placed in a diagonal direction towards the sky.

Sima Yuanhe stood in front of the three corpses, and painted strange and mysterious runes with clear water around him, forming a Bagua figure, guarding the three corpses in the middle layer by layer.

Zhu Qingsheng and Zhong Shuidan sat on the left and right sides of the thatched cottage, suppressing their breathing, and staring at Sima Yuanji tightly. There was no one else except that.

Sima Yuan and his right ring finger, holding the little finger and the big thumb, and holding the index finger and middle finger upright in front of his chest. He closed his eyes and recited silently, and his feet were stomping irregularly.

The place where the footsteps fell, I didn't even step on a trace of clear water rune.

Sima Yuanji walked slowly, and his castration was slowly rotating around the three corpses from south to north. The pace along the way seemed to fit the trend of the Big Dipper.

After walking seven times slowly, Sima Yuanji quietly stopped in front of a corpse in the middle and whispered: "The spirit is tangible, the soul is in. The spirit is powerless, the soul is gathered. The wandering souls scattered around, please gather together to let the past happen."

My finger suddenly hit the bronze mirror, and white airflows overflowed from the mirror, turning into chaos airflow slowly flowing along the corpse's body. Gradually, the white mist on the corpse's body became thicker and thicker, and it was hard to see clearly at all.

The moonlight moved westward and fell on the oblique bronze mirror.

There was no movement for a long time, and the airflow was still flowing on the body.

After a long time, a blurry light gray figure suddenly floated quietly and fell into the bronze mirror.
Chapter completed!