one of my alchemist friends

Chapter 18

I heard it.

Mo Chengkong said with a smile: "When did you secretly establish this relationship behind my back?"

Bai Ran was helpless: "I don't know."

He has always accepted things arranged by his family, but this time he chooses his own goal, so why is he not excited?Gao Jian poured a cup of tea and presented it in front of Bairan in a dignified manner: "I want to be someone like you, please don't dislike me, please accept me!"

"Let's not say that I'm still practicing, I don't have enough qualifications and have no intention of accepting apprentices. I don't know much about the stick technique, how can I teach you?"

"You are too old-fashioned. Who stipulated that the master can only teach apprentices martial arts, which one can't teach the methods of cultivation and the way of establishing the world?" I couldn't help feeling a surge of goodwill in my heart, "Especially this etiquette norm, the etiquette that this child has learned is like being bitten by a dog, there is no manners at all... Hey, look at me." It's kind of sympathetic not to bite you !This person is always serious but only three sentences.He was thoroughly taught.

With half-push and half-compliance, Bai Ranzhen took the tea and received three salutations from him.Gao Jian was also a temporary idea, but he didn't expect it to come true.The process is as simple as a child's play, but he sincerely recognizes him as a teacher.

"Hey... Hey..." The four of them were preoccupied with the apprenticeship and left the Bailing Pouch aside.The one inside wriggled restlessly, making a sound like a woman sobbing.

"Go and meet me, let him out." Mo Chengkong made a fuss about his height and name.Gao Jian snorted and said, "I'm still young, so I don't have the same knowledge as you. You are too old to be the one who is not tall." As he said that, he pulled away the belt and shook it on the ground, and hurriedly got behind Bairan to hide it. Stick out half of your head.

For the convenience of the interrogation, the doors and windows of the quiet room were covered with black cloth and arranged extremely darkly.The survivors were imprisoned, lying on their sides like dead bodies.His hair was like withered grass, his face was rotten, and all the skin exposed was rotten and pus, but his hands were pale and thin, and his nails were as black as ink.Barely still in human form.Mo Chengkong went up to hold his wrist, examined it carefully, and said to everyone as he explored, "Young Master Bai is lucky, he caught a girl back. But this girl can't speak, why don't you try to write."

Bairan understood and released the restraint from her hands.Ning Zeping found a pen and paper, while Mo Chengkong comforted him: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, we just want to know something." It's really not convincing, after all, she was killed in front of her last night companion.When she handed the pen to her, she didn't resist, and it took a lot of effort to hold it tightly. Even if she knew how to write, she couldn't use the strength in this state.

Mo Chengkong thought for a while, and said, "Well, let's change the question. You just need to answer yes or no. If yes, nod your head instead of shaking your head. If you lie, I will throw you outside to bask in the sun." She took some time to come After understanding this passage, he nodded slowly.

"Are you and your companions acting together?" Nodding.

"Did you know about Bai Ying's death in the Meng Mansion on the outskirts of Pingning City?" Nodded.

"Did you ghosts do it?" She thought for a while, then nodded.

"Can you and your companion participate?" Shaking his head.

"Do you know what they took?" She paused longer and shook her head.

"Were you deliberately put in Pingning City?" Nodded.

"So... who is it? Who is ordering you?" Asking this question, Mo Chengkong himself found it funny.There's no way to answer this with a "yes, no" answer, but he really wants to know too much.The ghost girl was silent for a while, and then suddenly burst into a terrifying scream. The hand holding the pen frantically smeared the white paper on the ground. The lines were twisted and ridiculous, but they were concentrated as much as possible, forming a rough circle.In the end, she threw the pen at Bairan and collapsed on the ground, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"She seems very angry..." Gao Jian said in a low voice, afraid of attracting the ghost girl's attention. "Master, is she still angry with you?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense. The little friends were all killed, are you angry?" Mo Chengkong instinctively retorted, picked up the white paper that seemed to be scribbled, and fell into deep thought.The ghost girl obviously knew something and wanted to tell them.What did she mean by what she drew?

Gao Jian touched him lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that she will lie?"

"Don't worry." Mo Chengkong evoked a smile, "She is afraid of the sun just as much as you are afraid of your father." Looking at the wounds on her body, if the ghost clansmen didn't absorb other people's energy for cultivation, they would rot to death.Thinking about it, her master planned to use them once, and it would not be a pity to die.The so-called words are good when people are about to die, roughly so.

Gao Jian had no intention of bickering with him at this time, and was very curious about his technique of pulse diagnosis.Mo Chengkong laughed and said, "Want to learn? I won't accept you. This is an ancestral craft. Firstly, you don't have the talent, and secondly, you won't pass it on."

He really wanted to argue a few words, but at this moment a person rushed into the door in a panic, and the sunlight flooded into the room, which made the ghost girl scream and struggle to get up.Gao Jian hid behind Mo Chengkong, not daring to vent his breath.

"Who let you in? Close the door and get out!" Ning Zeping shouted.

"Your Excellency is bad! Guan Liu... he is dead!"

Old man

"You, what did you say?" The anger that had been shouted just now was still concentrated on his face, Ning Zeping tried his best to hide the tremor in his voice, preferring to believe that he heard it wrong.The servant thought he didn't understand, so he explained in detail: "This morning, the kitchen manager asked Manager Liu to get this month's food money, but he couldn't find it around. I thought it was the first day of the new year, maybe he was still worshiping the ancestors in the ancestral hall. Going there, I saw that the old man was already a corpse. It was a miserable death..."

"Enough!" Ning Zeping slammed his fist on the door frame, his knuckles turned white, and his body trembled uncontrollably.He was always polite when speaking to others, and even the servants had never seen him lose such a temper, so they were really taken aback.An older servant heard the sound and came to rescue: "This kid has not been in the mansion for long, and he is not very sensible, sir..." The maids and servants who have been in the mansion for a while know that the old city lord is busy. , the city lord has been escorted and accompanied by Guanshi Liu since he was born. For him, apart from the relationship between master and servant for many years, it is more about the relationship with his grandparents.

"It's nothing." He turned to the three of them, with a little smile on his pale face, "Go on, I... I'll go and have a look, excuse me." His eyes were red and blood was dripping.

The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared, Bai Ran tightened his Bailing pouch tightly, and said softly: "Go if you want." Mo Chengkong put away the blueprints, smiled nonchalantly: "You want to go." But he held one hand, Dragging one big and one small to go to the ancestral hall together.

The scene in front of me was somewhat familiar.Mo Chengkong looked back at Bairan, who was also looking at him, with the same thoughtful expression.Guanshi Liu's body was placed on one side of the altar in a kneeling position, with his head bowed, in a penitent manner, with some teeth scattered all over his body, sticky and bloodstained.Ning Zeping folded his arms and knelt down in front of his knees, sobbing intermittently.

"Compared to this, your family is quite open." Before he could move, Bai Ran had already helped Ning Zeping aside, and responded in a low voice: "A cultivator should understand life and death, and take parting lightly."

Mo Chengkong stretched out his hand towards Guanshi Liu's neck, and the cervical spine had been crushed.Lifting his head with light hands, there are only two holes left in his eyes; blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, and when he opened it, there was nothing inside.Other than that there is no trauma.No matter how you look at it, it looks like a brutal murder. The murderer hated him so much that he gouged out his eyes and tongue, and broke his neck.But his figure seemed to be much thinner than when he first saw him, holding his hand to identify him, Mo Chengkong frowned, and his heart sank. "The old man was sucked out of his essence before he died, and lost his soul." It is similar to Bai Ying's death.Subconsciously, he followed his direction to look, but he was also facing a part of the hall.Is it just a coincidence...

Bairan's face was gloomy, and he asked to the side, "Are there any other casualties?" The onlookers looked at each other, and one person volunteered to help check the number of people, and came back after a long time, panting, and said, "Everyone in the house has asked , there is no second person. I found out about one strange thing." He cleared his throat, "When a brother got up at night, he saw the fog outside Guanshi Liu's house, but it was clear that there was no fog last night..."

The light words fell in everyone's ears, but the dialogue between Bai and Mo was like a thunderbolt.As early as when they decided to judge, the two had already determined that this matter had something to do with the ghost clan, but they didn't know that it was inextricably linked with Bai Ying's death: dense fog, ancestral hall, kneeling posture, tragic death... I thought it was a simple ghost killing people to inhale their breath to protect themselves, but instead of killing a large number of strong men, they found an old and thin old man, and this very similar death scene, people can't help thinking: the other party The purpose is clear, that is, to come for Guanshi Liu.

"Little brother, is the family safe?"

"Ah...it's nothing. It's just that I have met your parents and elders a few times and received favors."

The old man's words suddenly became clear and echoed in Bairan's mind.Who is this Guanshi Liu?Is it related to my Bai family?If so, it is very likely that he was also involved in the incident that year.

Looking at Mo Chengkong again, he already looked like he wanted to go to Manager Liu's office to find out what happened, even though Gao Jian didn't understand why, he clamored to go with him.Even though the matter has nothing to do with him, at least he is here for food and lodging now, Ning Zeping is also good to him, he should do his best in terms of emotion and reason.He met Mo Chengkong's gaze unceremoniously, and waited for the other party to say "Don't meddle in your own business", so that he could push back.The result was not as he expected, the man smiled slightly and beckoned him to follow quickly.

"I'll go too." Ning Zeping clasped the armrest of the seat with both hands, and barely stood up.There are still tears on his face, his tone is soft and firm, but his eyes are bright