Cannon Fodder Counterattack Investigation System

"Third Senior Brother has an accident! Senior Senior Brother has appeared!"

Zhou Ziruo chased Feng Jing out of the window, and saw the back door of Liu Nanqin's small courtyard opened at a glance.

A few steps from the back door is a small forest, the sky has already diffused into the color of night, the forest is silent and dim, and there is no shadow of Feng Jing. Zhou Ziruo chased for a distance like a headless fly, panting and holding on to a tree for breath, the cold wind in the forest blew by, and he suddenly realized what he was doing.

I was too brave to chase him out like this! Fortunately, I didn't catch up, otherwise I would definitely be murdered now!

Zhou Ziruo slapped his heart in fear, and decided to go back to find Lu Lixiao first, but at this moment, a dark wind came from behind, and a sharp object pressed against his vest through his clothes.

"B-big brother...!?"

Didn't he already run away? Why are you back again? Murder? ?

The people behind said nothing, Zhou Ziruo suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then lost consciousness.

When Zhou Ziruo woke up, it was completely dark.

The location was still in the woods, and he sat on the ground with his back against the tree trunk. His body was firmly tied to the tree by a hemp rope thick as a thumb, unable to move.

How is this going? Feng Jing didn't kill him but tied him here, what is he going to do?

If Zhou Zi couldn't take care of thinking about these questions, he looked around nervously. The forest was very dark, and it was difficult to see clearly from a few feet away. He wondered if Feng Jing was still nearby.

Do you want to ask for help?

But what if Feng Jing was called back instead of calling for rescue?

While Zhou Ziruo was struggling, he heard a slow rustling sound approaching, it sounded like something was being dragged forward on the ground.

Zhou Ziruo immediately closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up.

After a few breaths, he saw a person walking out of the darkness through the gaps in his eyelids. The man was wearing a black cloak that almost blended into the night, his face was hidden under the shadow of the hood, making it difficult to distinguish his features. The man was dragging something in his hand, which looked like a person wearing a black cloak. Zhou Ziruo tried hard to see it clearly, but it happened that the birds in the treetops passed by, causing the branches and leaves to sway, and a few rays of moonlight fell down.

The person dragged by one leg by the man in the black cloak was Feng Jing!

How could it be Feng Jing? Who is the person who tied him here?

Zhou Ziruo was very puzzled.

The man in the black cloak let go, and Feng Jing's body fell lifelessly into the dark shadows. The man in the black cloak took out a machete from the cloak.

Zhou Ziruo's cold sweat broke down, and Feng Jing saw that he was with this person. Who else would this person draw his sword to kill besides himself! ?

But unexpectedly to Zhou Ziruo, the man in the black cloak aimed his knife at Feng Jing who was on the ground! Then Feng Jing's head was separated from his body, and he rolled into the grass with a grunt. From Zhou Ziruo's angle, he could just see his wide-open eyes in astonishment among the grass blades!

Zhou Ziruo couldn't hold back anymore, and cried out in fear! It was the first time he witnessed a murder on the spot after living for 23 years. He was just an ordinary young man living in a peaceful era. The level of violence and horror was beyond his tolerance!

The man in the black cloak seemed to have known that Zhou Zi was awake, so he walked towards him.

His figure blocked all the light in Zhou Ziruo's eyes, and Zhou Ziruo seemed to see a blue-faced, fang-toothed devil facing him, raising his scimitar! The blade hung down his neck with a sharp wind, Zhou Ziruo's spirit finally reached the limit, he closed his eyes and passed out.

It was unknown how long it had been since Zhou Ziruo woke up again.

He seemed to be in a warm embrace, and one after another low-pitched calls echoed in his ears, with faint urgency and worry.

"Zi Ruo?...Zi Ruo?"

Zhou Ziruo had never felt that his name was so beautiful. If someone called his name, it meant that he had escaped from the death scythe hung by the devil around his neck!

"Zi Ruo!"

Zhou Ziruo opened his eyes suddenly, the first thing that came into his eyes was Lu Lixiao's handsome face in the backlight, the deep and shallow light and shadow outlined the heavy anxiety in his handsome and cold facial features.

Lu Lixiao heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed Zhou Ziruo's head into his arms, "You finally woke up."

Zhou Ziruo reached out to touch his neck, and it didn't break. He really wasn't beheaded.

"Is there something uncomfortable?" Lu Lixiao sensed something was wrong with him.

Zhou Ziruo shook his head, "I just... saw..." At this point, his words suddenly stopped.

They were still in the woods, at the place where he was **** just now, and there were pieces of hemp rope cut off by the sword lying on the ground, presumably Lu Lixiao had just found him. Lu Lixiao didn't come alone, there were several disciples around, and everyone lit torches to illuminate the place as bright as day.

Zhou Ziruo noticed that the man in the black cloak, Feng Jing's head, and Feng Jing's body were all gone.

Of course this is not surprising, but what is strange is that there is no blood left at the place where Feng Jing was beheaded!

Zhou Ziruo broke away from Lu Lixiao and walked over, knelt on the ground to pull weeds, the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't believe it, "No... not a drop of... blood?"

"What are you looking for?" Lu Lixiao followed.

Zhou Ziruo opened his mouth to talk about Feng Jing's beheading, but suddenly he had a strong thought—could everything be his dream?

A person will bleed profusely after being beheaded. Even if the scene is cleaned up, it is impossible not to leave a drop of blood in such a dark forest! And at that time, the knife of the man in the black cloak touched his neck, so he didn't die? How could the man in the black cloak let him go?

Did he really have a dream?

Zhou Ziruo was stunned, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

At this time, the sound of footsteps stepping on the weeds came quickly, and Leng Mo's figure appeared in the night. He cupped his fists and bowed to Lu Lixiao, "Fourth senior brother."

"How?" Lu Lixiao said.

Leng Mo said: "Uncle Yunluo said that the third senior brother's life is safe and needs to recuperate. The third senior brother has not woken up yet, and the second senior brother has already gone to guard him." He glanced at Zhou Ziruo, his tone was a bit hesitant, "If the little brother Junior Brother...It is convenient, it is best to go to Yunqing Hall to meet Master and the elders now."

Zhou Ziruo knelt for the third time in the brightly lit hall of Yunqing Palace.

The hall was very quiet. Head Qiu and several elders stood on the high steps, looking at Zhou Ziruo speechlessly with a look of "Why is it you again".

Zhou Ziruo couldn't tell if he was suffering. He didn't know in advance that this cheating system used all kinds of lame reasons to tie him up as an official witness to the bizarre case of Qingyang Mountain in order to save trouble.

"What's the situation this time, let's talk about it in detail." After a long while, head Qiu waved his sleeves to Zhou Ziruo tiredly.

Zhou Ziruo carefully described what happened in the Liunan Qin room, but when it came to chasing into the woods, he hesitated to say the scene of witnessing Feng Jing being beheaded by the black cloaked man.

This is not a cold and dark forest, but a warm and bright cloud palace, which made him feel that everything was just a dream.

Do you want to say it or not? Say or not?

Say, how to explain the disappearing bloodstains? Just go check it out in the woods and disprove his words!

Not to mention, what if it is true? If it is true, then Feng Jing has been killed now!

Zhou Ziruo had no result in the battle between heaven and man in his mind, at this moment Qi Yunpeng brought two disciples into the Yunqing Palace, and the two disciples carried a wooden stretcher covered with a white cloth.

The stretcher was placed under the steps, and the two disciples withdrew. Zhou Ziruo suddenly remembered that when Liu Nanqin was found, there seemed to be something beside Liu Nanqin, and Qi Yunpeng stepped forward to remove the white cloth, revealing a human torso without limbs and head.

Zhou Ziruo felt a nausea rising from his stomach.

"This was found next to Third Senior Brother. It has been verified that this part of the torso belongs to a man." Qi Yunpeng said.

Head Qiu looked at the solitary torso with thick eyebrows, frowned and complicated eyes, looked sideways and waved his hands, Qi Yunpeng covered the white cloth back.

"You all go down, don't let the matter of tonight spread indiscriminately in the door." Headmaster Qiu seemed very upset by this series of events, ordered the disciples in the hall to retreat, then turned and walked into the secret door behind the screen.

Zhou Ziruo didn't want to stay in the same space with the crippled human body, so he jumped up and ran to the door as if he had been granted amnesty. Lu Lixiao strode forward and hugged his waist from behind, "You are very uncomfortable."

He used a declarative sentence, not a questioning tone.

Zhou Ziruo shook his head first, then nodded again.

Seeing that he didn't intend to go into details for the time being, Lu Lixiao didn't get to the bottom of it, and said, "I'm going to visit Third Senior Brother now, are you coming?"

Zhou Ziruo was also worried about Liu Nanqin, so he went together.

Fortunately, this incident happened at night, so many disciples were not disturbed, and Liu Nanqin's courtyard was very clean. When Lu Lixiao and Zhou Ziruo arrived, they heard Liu Nanqin in the dormitory laughing at Wei Heng: "Actually, that's fine too. The last time I hurt you seriously, my brother felt very sorry. Today I'm lying on the bed too, and my heart is instead It's easy..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wei Heng scolded angrily, and Liu Nanqin fell silent, probably secretly shrugging and sticking out her tongue.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother." Lu Lixiao pushed open the half-hidden door of the dormitory.

Liu Nanqin smiled and said, "You're still here so late?"

"I just came out of Yunqing Palace, and I was worried about my brother's injury, so I came to take a look." Lu Lixiao said.

Liu Nanqin's injury was not as serious as Wei Heng's, and with the timely treatment, there was almost nothing to worry about. After saying a few words, Liu Nanqin suddenly said: "I heard from the second senior brother... this time we found a mutilated human body again?"

Lu Lixiao said, "It's the torso."

"Torso?" Wei Heng was a little surprised, he had been with Liu Nanqin all this time, and he only knew some scattered news about what happened tonight.

Liu Nanqin slowly narrowed his eyes, "The first time it was the arms, the second time it was the legs, this time it was the torso..."

"Just one head is missing, and there is a complete human body."

Lu Lixiao spoke calmly.

The author has something to say: Today is the college entrance examination. Everyone has this time. Looking back in a few years, it will not feel too important. Relax~