Chapter 57 Bloody Crime and Punishment

"Want to escape? It's not that easy."

He snorted coldly, raised his sleeves and reached out to grab it. The two people who had already flown into the air suddenly seemed to hit something transparent. Then they couldn't help being pulled back by a suction, and finally fell heavily to the ground again. Both of them were shocked and made a mouthful of effort.

I don't know where the ice came out quickly covered their whole body, freezing the two people who supported each other into ice sculptures with only their heads that could still move.

At this time, someone bounced lightly from a distance and fell to Ben Lei's side. He nodded to him, threw the man on his shoulder trembling on the ground with one hand, and turned around and walked away again.

"The hero spares his life, the hero spares his life, the little one doesn't know anything, and the little one doesn't know anything..." He fell to the ground hard. The obscene-looking dungeon guard didn't know what had happened. He just kowtowed all the time and didn't even dare to look around.

"Can you use a whip?" Gui Buqi lowered his eyes, his eyes swept over the long whip on his waist, and he could faintly see the dry and black blood stains on it.

The dungeon guard was stared, then touched the whip hanging on his waist with his hand, nodded and smiled, "I will, I will."

"Are you the dungeon guard here?"

Shan Xiaowu is petite. When he is held in his arms by the tall Guibu Li, he is like a little doll. He is in the same gear by his sleeves. In addition, the dungeon guard does not dare to look at him more, so he does not find that the person in his arms is Shan Xiaowu who was severely beaten by himself.

Hearing this, he asked him like this, but he just hesitated for two times and hurriedly nodded and replied, "The little one is the dungeon guard here."

"Very good." Words that could not hear the ups and downs of emotions sounded in everyone's ears. Almost the next moment, the dungeon guard was choked by an arm formed by transparent ice and held high in the air. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape. After a while, his whole face rose like a pig's head. His eyes turned out, and his tongue began to spit out. Even the crotch kept seeping down, and the pungent smell floated in the air, making the nearest Xiao Tiancheng and Mr. Yao smoked frequently.

Guibu Li turned his head and looked at Ben Lei. The latter immediately flew forward and snatched the long whip from the waist of the dungeon guard.

The hard ice arm that raised the person up to the air melted quickly, throwing the fat man who was already half dead out of the air.

But before he could catch his breath, two strands of ice appeared on the ground. One left and one right wrapped his arms and raised them up to half a foot from the ground. The dungeon guard almost forgot to breathe. He didn't know what he had done wrong to be punished like this. At that moment, his snot and tears were all over. Zhang Yan didn't know what to do, but kept talking, "The hero, spare my life, the hero, spare my life!" ......”

Of course, no one pays attention to him.

Ben Lei nodded his head and got his approval. Then he stepped forward, pulled out the whip with a ferocious smile, threw it on the bluestone ground, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere.

The guard's eyes widened, and his legs hanging in mid-air couldn't help shaking. Seeing the thunder approaching, he struggled with terrification, but how could he break free from the hard ice cuffs than the stone?

"Leap me, let me go, what the hell are you going to do? Let go of me..."

" Let go of you?"

Ben Lei sneered, and another whip was pumped on the floor. Because he secretly used internal force, a deep whip mark appeared on the floor at this time, more than a minute deep into the slate.

The dungeon guard naturally saw it. Knowing the strength of the whip, he was struggling quite crazily now. "Let go of me, the hero spare his life, the hero spare his life!"

"Forgive my life?" With a sneer, Ben Lei sneered and hit him with a whip on his face. The tail of the whip scratched the nose of the guard in the dungeon and instantly flattened his nose. It seemed that he thought it was so bloody and interesting. Benlei secretly narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. In his unfinished pig-killing howl, he threw a whip again and beat him straight. The skin and flesh turned over.

"When you attack a single girl, why don't you think about it and spare her life?"

Now I know that it's too late to beg for mercy.

Looking at Ben Lei tearing the dungeon guard into real minced meat with a long whip, he turned his head and looked at the two people who were obviously difficult to breathe in the ice sculpture. He suddenly stretched out his hand and held them emptyly with his five fingers. The ice sculpture made a crisp click and smashed into dozens of pieces. Even the frozen body inside was torn apart with the hard ice, leaving only two round and seven-hole bleeding heads jumping out far away.

I don't know who took the lead in screaming first. In an moment, the whole Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum seemed to have fallen into hell, mourning everywhere.

Seeing her son die tragically, Mrs. Xiao, who had just finished her sixtieth birthday, couldn't lift it in one breath. She pressed her chest and kicked her legs, so she followed.

The people of Tiancheng Martial Arts Hall lost two main bones overnight and were panicked. All the little men in Yuhuanlou who were gathered here at the scene did not know what had happened. They just watched the master die like this. They were so scared that they even forgot to breathe, and cried and fled away under the gaze of the ghosts around them.

Because of the instructions and signs that they could not leave, the ghosts did not stop them, but stood still as steady as Mount Tai, silently waiting for the next order.

I don't know when the fire started. Just as if to cheer up, the red and warm fireworks rushed to the night sky. With the crying and screaming on the ground, it suddenly lit up the whole Jinling City.

People woke up from their sleep and opened the door. They could only see the thick smoke covering the whole night sky. The pungent burning smell came along the wind, and there was a ghost crying wolf howling like purgatory on earth.

This night, the sad dogs kept barking, and it was doomed that everyone in Jinling City would not be able to sleep.

Looking at the magnificent building in front of her being shrouded in a raging fire, she lowered her eyes and gently held Shan Xiaowu and turned away. His long hair fluttered in the night wind, and a few rays fell on Shan Xiaowu's pale face. A reassuring smile appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth were bent, as if the noisy child had finally got the thought. The toy I want is very satisfying.

Ben Lei also followed him step by step, and the ghost faces were scattered, took off their masks, and returned to their original identity hidden in the downtown.

The burning house behind him began to fall apart, and the destructive sound spread far away at night.

Over the night, the once glorious Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum and Yuhuan Tower turned into flying ashes one after another. Fortunately, the people who survived fled and went crazy. It was rumored that too many artificial crimes in these two places had offended the gods, resulting in the wrath of the flying snow in June. No one dared to step over with the will of God. Gradually, those two It became desolate and became a well-known haunted house.

The Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum was destroyed, and Xiao Tiancheng, the 'Quick Knife Man' died tragically. This matter immediately caused an uproar in the world. Many righteous people who were self-prouded to maintain justice proposed to avenge them and find out the truth. At first, the matter was quite heated, but later, the people who were still enthusiastic were learning behind the scenes. The master then withdrew silently one after another, and no one dared to continue to pursue - because that person, they, could not afford to provoke.

It's over. No one wants to trace the cause of death for an unknown person, and let his family become a dead soul under the knife. That's definitely what only fools can do.

....................................I am the bloody dividing line of onlookers' revenge.......................................

"Oh, who on earth is burning things? What a strong burning smell."

Shan Baoqian and his party entered the gate with a doubtful face under the check of the gatekeeper. Less than a few steps away, Feicui immediately covered her nose and screamed.

Shan Baoqian and Hong Jiu couldn't help frowning at the same time, and the smell was too heavy.

"My father-in-law, what's going on in this city? Why is there a sudden martial law at the gate?

Hong Jiu is the most questionable person. At that moment, he reached out and stopped a gray-haired old man who passed by and asked sincerely, "Has whose house has been set on fire?"

"This little brother just came from out of town, right?" The old man looked up and down at the three people, and then stroked his beard and said, "Fortely, you were not here last night, otherwise you would be dreaming in the future."

"Oh?" Shan Baoqian was also interested, "Why did my father-in-law say that?"

"Well, it's also a tragic thing. Last night, our Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum and the Yuhuan Tower here were burned by the nameless fire overnight. When the government rushed over, it was already full of broken ruins," the old man said, coughed twice and continued, "Yesterday was originally Tiancheng. Who would have thought that the birthday of the old lady of Wuguan had become a deathji for her and her son, Master Xiao. Both mother and son died tragically in it. When I heard that when the government went to investigate, in addition to the old lady's body was complete, there was also a pile of humanoid minced meat that could not be seen. In addition, the owner of Xiao and Mr. Yao of Yuhuan Tower were also cut off. It became countless pieces," the old man carried his left hand on his back and made a cutting posture in the air with his right hand. Then he shook his head and added, "Both of them have only one bleeding head left. The head is complete. Cough, some onlookers can't stand vomiting after seeing it. It's terrible."

What the old man said was full of interest. The jade over there had covered his ears and hid far away with an expression.

"What happened later? Can you find out who did it?

"I heard from the people who escaped that the fire were a group of people wearing ghost masks. They would fly around the eaves and walk through the wall, and spells, which can freeze people at once. It's terrible. People here say that it's the people of Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum who offended the gods." What the old man said was vivid, as if he was there at that time.

Wearing a ghost mask?

Shan Baoqian looked at Hong Jiu, then said goodbye to the old man and continued to move forward.

"I'm from Xiaoyao Island."

Shan Baoqian looked at the place where there was still black smoke in front of him. He always felt that something seemed to be beyond his control. They only saw a leisurely 'floating' walk yesterday afternoon. Unexpectedly, he went to Jinling City to kill and set fire at night. The rumors were really true. This person was too moody.

"I know Xiao Tiancheng. He looks like a good person, but people who know him well know that he has something wrong with his private style. I didn't expect that this time he was bold and stubborn, and it would be difficult to die." Hong Jiu shook his head, shook the empty wine gourd and licked his lips, and stretched his neck to see where to beg for wine.

Shan Baoqian did not respond to him, but frowned thoughtfully and led the horse to the direction of the inn in his memory.

When they arrived at the door of the inn, the three of them stopped and asked the child waiting at the door to take the horse to the stable and tie it up.

Hong Jiu has smelled alcohol for a long time. At this moment, it was the time when he was addicted to alcohol. He wanted to rush into the door without saying a word, but he bumped into a man who was twice as taller than him at the door. In order to stabilize their bodies, the two couldn't help but take several steps back. The big man who was about to come out even bumped into each other. To the nearest table, the force almost lifted the table off.

The inn was suddenly silent, and the guests who were having breakfast were shocked by the sudden loud noise and forgot the next move.

"Zam, what's going on?"

He was still dressed in royal blue and turned from behind, followed by the expressionless Amu.

Looking at Zam, who was soaked with tea and soup in his clothes, Wanyan frowned slightly and looked up at Shan Baoqian outside the door.

At that time, Shan Baoqian was also looking at him without a trace. As soon as the two sides looked at each other, they secretly speculated about each other's origin and cultivation.

In view of the sudden coldness of the atmosphere, Hong Jiu, one of the culprits, was about to open his mouth, but Shan Baoqian stopped him first. He saluted Wanyan and said in a loud voice, "Three people, I'm really sorry. The big brother behind me just now was addicted to alcohol and was relatively irritable, and No malice. If there is any offense, please forgive me.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, he added, "The door of this inn is relatively small, but the two are really tall. I don't think everyone intended to collide. In addition, except for the brother inside, my brother has just been knocked out, and everyone has seen it. In order not to waste everyone's time, it's better to let me be a middleman, and the two sides will be even. Forget it.

"Forget it? What's the matter? How dare you hit me? Don't ask who I am?"

It was the first time that Zam was pushed down by someone younger than himself. At that moment, he stared, regardless of what Shan Baoqian said, he grasped his fist and stood up, and immediately shouted loudly, "I'm telling you, this matter is not over so fast, I..."

"Zam, shut up."

After listening to Shan Baoqian's words, I did know that neither side was intentional. Wanyan didn't want to cause trouble, so he waved his hand impatiently to interrupt his roar and warned in a cold voice, "Remember what I told you. If you still can't change this bad temper, go back to me immediately."

"But the prince..."

Zam originally wanted to say something. Amu, who had always been good at observing words and colors, was afraid that he would leak too much if he continued to talk nonsense, so he stepped forward and pulled him aside and whispered a few words. Zam's shoulder collapsed, and finally he could only nod his head and reluctantly retreated to the back.

"...Yes, son."

"It's rude. Let's go."

He bowed back to Shan Baoqian indifferently. Wanyan looked at Zam on his side face. The latter immediately straightened his waist and back, like a tamedged huge bear, obediently following him out of the inn. Before leaving, he did not forget to raise his casserole-sized fist at Shan Baoqian.

Of course, Shan Baoqian calmly ignored it.

"... It doesn't matter if you are taller than ordinary people. That face is obviously not a brocade man... At least it's not a pure brocade bloodline. No wonder, what are they doing here?" He put his hands on his chest and scratched his chest with his hands. Hong Jiu's face looked like a painless outsider, as if it was not him who had just been knocked out of the door.

"The eye socket is so deep and the nose is so high that the jade has never been seen before." After getting along with each other during this period of time, Feicui was no longer afraid of him. Seeing him say this, he naturally got curious, "Brother Hong, where do you think they are?"

"It's hard to say. The nomads in the north probably look like this..." Hong Jiu scratched the back of his head and looked at Shan Baoqian with a hesitant face. "Actually, I don't know the specifics, Brother Shan, where do you think they will be?"

Listening to the dialogue between the two, Shan Baoqian, of course, was also suspicious of the deep facial features and tall figure of the three people who were different from the brocade man, but he was in a hurry to find Shan Xiaowu now and didn't have time to analyze these things. He just thought it was a small episode.

So he did not respond to Hong Jiu. He entered the door without looking back with his jade head and went straight to the counter to ask the shopkeeper.