I'm so stupid, really.

I just knew that good things would never happen to me if I was with the devil's saint, but I didn't expect that I would get it so quickly.

"Master, what are you muttering about?"

The cute maid disappeared from the eaves at some point and appeared next to him silently.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen glanced at her but said nothing.

This guy obviously has other motives, could it be her...

"Although he is an old and frail Jiu Qiao, I have to work hard to kill him. It won't be so easy." The two people's eyes met. Jiang Xingchu immediately understood what he meant and spread his hands:

"More importantly, I have no reason to kill him."

"Same."

Jiang Xingchu didn't care about this suspicion at all. He turned his starry eyes slightly and moved to his ear, blowing the sweet breath over, "Compared to this, this place has been sealed off now. People from six doors may come in later.

Brother Xiwen, you don’t want your maid’s identity to be exposed, right?”

"...I'll think of a way." Fang Xiwen glared at her angrily.

Soon, the order at the scene was stabilized. Six doors began to open outside the Jiang family compound. People from the Dajiang Gang gathered around, seemingly wanting to trap the prisoner in a jar.

In other words, the blockade will not be lifted in a short time...

"You go and stay in a corner while I go check on the situation." Fang Xiwen warned and walked towards the body of the family leader.

Although I really want to take Jiang Xingchu there, she must have better eyesight than me, but it is too suspicious to bring a maid...

The moment the old patriarch died, although he was still in the ring, he could still see his death clearly.

He seemed to be taking the butler to relieve himself. He first passed through the corridor in front of the east wing and turned a corner into the yard. When he was about to reach the bottom of the ring, his head suddenly exploded.

Musical martial arts, such as Jiang Xingchu's "Yungong Tianyin" can do similar things, but the old master is Jiu Qiao, and Jiang Xingchu is not strong enough;

Secondly, there is indeed no reason to kill him. Fang Xiwen believes this even more, so he can rule out the suspicion for the time being.

"Dad!!"

Walking closer, Jiang Xizhi was holding his old father's headless corpse and wailing, looking up to the sky and roaring, which really moved those who heard it.

It was obviously the long-awaited battle with a powerful enemy, and he obviously wanted to hear his father's praise, but in the blink of an eye, heaven and earth were separated forever, and he couldn't hear anything he said.

The butler who had followed him for decades also knelt beside him, bowing his head in silence and crying.

"Xizhi," Zhu Yiwu accompanied him, using his short body to stop the person who wanted to come forward, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't cry. If there is knowledge under the spring, I won't want to see it-"

"If Brother Jiang still wants to find the murderer of your father, don't look like this." Fang Xiwen walked over and the crowd automatically gave way.

He said this calmly, but Master Canglang's eyes immediately turned red, and he stared at him with resentful eyes, "What do you want to say!"

"Brother Jiang, the guests are worried about your feelings, so they are all here to comfort you," Fang Xiwen said calmly, "In this chaotic situation, if there are any traces on your father's body, they will be easily erased by someone who is interested, which will increase the difficulty of solving the case.

Difficulty.

The more this happens, the harder it will be to catch the real murderer."

I think a veteran like Zhu Yiwu would understand, but he cannot say this.

Hearing this, Jiang Xi was stunned for a moment. After all, he had a good heart. After taking a deep look at his father, he placed his body on a carpet and dispersed the crowd.

Without the obstruction, Fang Xiwen was able to see the whole body clearly.

The entire head of the old master was gone, the wound on his neck was bulging, his clothes were torn, and there was a red blood line on the left chest, extending from the heart upwards, with the flesh and blood turning out, making it extremely hideous.<

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‘He was killed by a curse?’

He doesn't see any clue.

At this time, a soft and cold hand came over, and the well-behaved maid came close to him, lowered her head, and called in a low voice: "Master, I'm so scared..."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen saw the corpse reflected in her eyes, her eyes sparkling, and she quickly blocked the surrounding sight with her body.

Even looking at a corpse can make you look so fresh and refined.

When nothing more could be seen, the two of them withdrew. Fang Xiwen quietly took out his hand and asked, "What should I say?"

"It's quite warm."

"I'm asking you what you saw!" Fang Xiwen's voice transmission was a little unstable. I really don't understand how this person can still joke at this moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu pursed his lips and said seriously: "It should be the blood-clothed sect's unique curse-killing method, planting demons in the heart. Unexpectedly, they have penetrated to this extent..."

The Blood Clothes Sect is also one of the Nine Paths of Evil, but its main activities are in the Southern Wasteland, and its presence in the Central Plains is usually very low.

"What are the prerequisites?" Fang Xiwen asked.

It is impossible for this weird method to be without foreshadowing. Even the Gu technique and the lowering of the head require knowing the person's name.

"Blood worm. This is a special kind of worm. You need to use a certain amount of your own blood to feed the larvae for seven to forty-nine days, and then divide it into segments and feed them raw. After that, the mother worm has a close relationship with the host.

The ability to dominate.

But his wound is a bit strange. Logically speaking, his head shouldn't have exploded..."

"In other words, the old patriarch was originally a member of the Blood Clothes Sect, but later he washed his hands in the golden basin and became a famous figure in the martial arts world?" Fang Xiwen frowned, "No wonder he has been able to establish a firm foothold in Zhoushan City for decades..."
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But this is too bizarre. The Jiang family has been spreading for three generations, and the Blood Clothes Sect has only come to urge them now. Is the delay too high?

"It would be great if I could go into the old man's room and take a look. Maybe there will be some clues." She stood on tiptoes, with a lot of expectation in her eyes.

I'm afraid there might be something she wants in there...

"However, it's hard to get in now." Fang Xiwen responded casually, and Fang Xiwen's heart moved.

He called up the operation panel, clicked on the message [Spirit Realm Entrance Found], and pulled down to open the team configuration: [Please select attack members:

Biluo Sword Fairy (successfully summoned, available), Shenting Sword Master (unsuccessfully summoned, unavailable), Starfall Goddess (unsuccessfully summoned, unavailable)]

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【Do you want to explore the spiritual realm?】

Although the noise has long since subsided, due to the blockade, everyone had to stay at the crime scene, which caused dissatisfaction among many people.

So Zhu Yiwu relied on his strong prestige to run around to appease him, but Jiang Xizhi thought about it again and again, and together with the housekeeper, he carried his father's body into the house.

For a while, no one came to care about them, and there was no way to solve the case.

"I'm going to sit quietly for a while." Fang Xiwen thought for a while and said.

He didn't know if this spiritual realm could be explored outside the Jiang family, so he decided to give it a try first.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu suddenly understood and knew that he might have some means. He immediately held his arm and said softly: "Then let me protect the young master~"

The two of them walked to an unoccupied corner of the yard, and Fang Xiwen sat down cross-legged. Jiang Xingchu didn't ask any questions, but just held his arm and sat next to him, showing a shy look.

【Do you want to explore the spiritual realm?】

After checking Biluo Sword Immortal, Fang Xiwen chose "Yes". The line of words suddenly enlarged, and then suddenly condensed into a vortex, sucking his consciousness in.

[Arrived at the spiritual realm·Jiangzhou·□□Altar]

When he regained consciousness again, he still maintained his cross-legged posture and was still sitting in the corner of the Jiang family compound.

But not only was Jiang Xingchu beside him missing, but also the guests, corpses, flowing mats and everything in the courtyard had disappeared, leaving only a courtyard that exuded a strong sense of age.

There is dust everywhere here, and the courtyard walls have peeled off into disarray. There are rotten wooden columns, overturned water tanks, and withered ivy vines.

There is no breath of living people here, it is as quiet as a cemetery at midnight.

Fang Xiwen stood up, as if he was abandoned in an empty wasteland that was far away.

"This is the spiritual realm..."

He was still wearing a specious outfit, but other than that there was nothing else, including the Mustard Seed Ring, Cang Ying, Red Dragon Sword, and Star Line...

He took a few tentative steps. In this silent world, even his footsteps seemed extremely abrupt.

Ding dong!

【You are me, I am you】

【You are here to gain a new contract】

[As the saying goes, break the prison in order to gain the wings of rebellion]

[I, the Scarlet Emperor, was bathed in the wind of blessing when I was born, and I will be given more help to regain my life...]

The sudden sound of a contract sounded, but Fang Xiwen looked around and fell silent.

Scarlet Emperor...but there is no one else here at all...

He slowly walked to the center of the lobby, subconsciously looked up at the sky, and saw a bright white halo of light, without feeling much heat. It was not even the sun.

Fang Xiwen clicked on the character list and selected [Scarlet Emperor]

[Cultivation level: □□ middle reaches]
To be continued...