Chapter 19 Pursuit

Returning to the small courtyard he rented, Zhou Qi began to fall into crazy cultivation again. These quenched body fluid materials were enough for him to practice for a month.

Wangcheng, where the Wang family is located, the whole city belongs to the Wang family. It is a city named after the Wang family.

In the center of the city, there is a very large house, which is the location of the Wang family.

In the deliberation hall of the Wang family, Wang Huairen, the head of the Wang family, sat on a Taishi chair made of expensive nourishing wood, coldly looking at a middle-aged man about 40 kneeling below.

"Wang Jian, hasn't the murderer of Yi'er been whereabouts yet?" The cold sound made the temperature of the whole council hall drop several degrees out of thin air.

"To the Lord, I'm not good at doing things." Wang Jian's forehead was sweating coldly, and his head was against the floor. He dared not move or say a word of excuse. He really knows the owner in front of him too well. You can't do things well, but you can't make excuses for your incomparity.

"Waste!"

A cold scold came, and Wang Jian's head was even lower.

"If you have made contributions to the Wang family in the past, I will no longer punish you this time. I will give you another month. If you still can't find the murderer, you can judge yourself."

"Thank you, Lord." Wang Jian kowtowed several times.

"Stay away." Wang Huairen waved his hand.

Wang Jian did not dare to speak any more. He lowered his head and knelt down and withdrew from the council hall. When he was out of the sight of the owner, Wang Jian dared to stand up. His body shook and his whole body was wet with cold sweat. Although he dodged this time, if he couldn't catch the murderer a month later, he would definitely die.

Thinking of the consequences of not being able to catch the murderer a month later, Wang Jian shivered again and hurried down to issue an order. A large net, which was already dense, was woven more densely and tighter.

A month later, "Whew!" With a sound, Zhou Qi drilled out of the water tank of quenched body fluid, and all the medicinal power of quenched body fluid was absorbed by him.

Zhou Qi stood in the courtyard naked, and the spiritual light flashed on his skin, as if he were wearing a five-color armor. After a while, the spiritual light slowly faded, penetrated into the flesh of the skin, and the skin returned to its original color.

A withered yellow fallen leaf circled down from the tree and fell at Zhou Qi's feet.

"It's autumn." Zhou Qi sighed as he dressed.

"Master, every time in this season, you always like to enjoy chrysanthemums and drink. I filially respect you for this pot of wine." Zhou Qi took out a pot of wine from the room and slowly poured it into the ground.

Sitting on the stool in the courtyard, Zhou Qi looked blankly at the front, and the happy picture of master and apprentice gathering rose in his mind.

It was not until it was completely dark that Zhou Qi came to his senses. There were tears in his eyes, but he couldn't help flowing down. Master, I will never shed tears again from now on. Your hatred can only be eliminated by the blood of the enemy.

"I have run out of quenched body fluids. It seems that I need to find something to earn spiritual stones tomorrow." Zhou Qi, who calmed down, began to prepare for future practice.

On the morning of the second day, Zhou Qijing went out of the city to the south, and there was a forest in the south 500. There were some first- and second-order monsters in it. Zhou Qi had figured out in addition to practice. Now he was ready to hunt monsters in exchange for spiritual stones and maintain the quenched body fluids for cultivation. With his current strength, if he could get close to the second-order monsters. It can be said that it can completely defeat a demon elixir in the body of a second-order monster, which is enough to exchange for the quenched body fluid he needs to practice for a month.

Less than an hour after Zhou Qi left the city, a team of 20 monks surrounded the small courtyard he rented. The leading monk made a gesture, and four monks climbed over the wall and entered. Not long, a monk opened the door of the courtyard from the inside, and the second left The monks fished in. These monks turned the small courtyard upside down and dug three feet into the ground, but they didn't even find half a figure.

"Bum!"

A leading monk smashed a table in the room, grabbed one of the monks in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that the target was in this yard? Where's the person, huh!"

The leading monk was Wang Jian. After the owner of the Wang family gave him a month, Wang Jian activated all the energy that the Wang family could use, spread a big net around the location where the second son was killed, carefully searched every village and every hill, and finally searched Dujia Village, and occasionally heard the villagers talking about monsters. On the topic of immortals, after the searcher reported the situation, Wang Jian ordered people to find out carefully and knew that a small fairy on the nearby Wuxing Mountain had killed a monster for them and saved their whole village. After the description of the villagers, Wang Jian could easily speculate that it was a second-order monster scorpion-tailed tiger. The monk who can kill the scorpion-tailed tiger, Wang Jian believes that with his current cultivation, it is also difficult to win against the scorpion-tailed tiger alone. He also knows that the time of the monk who kills the scorpion-tailed tiger coincides with the time when his son was killed. It is speculated that the person who killed his son is likely to be the monk who killed the scorpion-tailed tiger. The strength of the monks and the cultivation of killing monks, which are only the most important in the spirit gathering period, should be effortless.

Although there is no 100% certainty and evidence, it is better to kill a thousand people by mistake than to let go of one. What's more, if the murderer is not caught, Wang Jian will really be forced to be self-determination by the owner of the Wang family. This time, there is no fluke. Therefore, Wang Jian holds the idea that even if you are not the murderer, he will treat you as a murderer. The investigation results were reported to the head of the Wang family. The head of the Wang family immediately asked to catch Zhou Qi first anyway and investigate clearly. After a period of investigation, he finally found out Zhou Qi's foothold, and then led people to catch Zhou Qi.

"Big, my lord, I don't know. The goal is to practice in this courtyard, basically without leaving home. I'm sure to report to you. As for where the goal is now, I really don't know. I will never dare to deceive you!" The captured monk was sweating profusely and trembling with fear.

"Hurry up and find it for me. If you can't find it today, I'll kill you." Wang Jian said coldly that if he can't do his job well this time, his life will not be saved. At that time, he can't say that he can't pull one or two cushions.

Yes, my lord. I'll go right now." After saying that, he ran to look for Zhou Qi.

After more than an hour, the monk returned to the courtyard and said to Wang Jian: Your Excellency, the villain has inquired that the target went out of the south gate early this morning. The purpose should be to go to the fog forest.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and chase me." Wang Jian heard this and gave a decisive order. Suddenly, more than 20 swords rose to the sky and chased in the direction of the fog forest.