I was speechless all night, and the few people were busy all night, but they did not get anything.

The sky began to brighten, and the few people from the Shenri Holy Sect returned to the hall.

Wang Tao took the lead and asked: "Mr. Hu, did anything happen last night?"

"No," Mr. Hu shook his head quickly and replied: "I just clicked my name and everyone is in peace."

"It seems that that person is just like that, pretending to be a ghost, and only knows how to do some tricks," Wang Tao said with relief.

Xu Zimo, who was standing up from the recliner, stretched his waist, looked at Wang Tao and said, "Young man, I see that your Yin Tang is black, maybe there will be a bloody disaster."

"What do you mean?" Wang Tao asked with a frown.

Xu Zimo did not answer, but just smiled faintly, then walked out of the hall and started to move his fists and feet towards Chuyang.

"Don't argue, I asked the servants to prepare breakfast. I've been busy all night. Go and have something to eat," Mr. Hu hurriedly persuaded him and said with a smile: "I hope you can stay for a few more days to help me catch the murderer soon."

Wang Tao glanced at Xu Zimo and said lightly, "I'll go to the thatched cottage."

Then he left alone.

Everyone sat down at breakfast, but after waiting for a long time, Wang Tao was not here.

Xiao Guizi joked: "Did you Senior Brother Wang fall into the pit?"

"I'll call him," Xing Lin frowned, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and hurriedly left the side hall.

Not long after, a maid ran in tremblingly and said in panic: "Master, Mr. Wang Tao is dead."

"Dead?" The wine glass that Mr. Hu just picked up fell to the ground instantly. He stood up with a drastic expression, walked outside, and asked the maid about the specific situation.

Wang Tao died, but not in the toilet, but in his room.

This morning, a maid passed by his room and smelled a strong smell of blood around him. She opened Wang Tao's room in curiosity.

The scene inside was a bit disgusting. Wang Tao was lying on the bed in his room, his head was chopped off, and the blood on his neck stained the entire sheets red.

He closed his eyes and looked very peaceful, as if he was in a sleep, his head was shattered unknowingly.

"Didn't he say he went to the toilet? He was fine just now, how could he be..."

Mr. Hu looked shocked outside and stammered and couldn't speak.

Xing Lin also ran over from the toilet, and there was no Wang Tao in the toilet.

Everyone looked at the scene in the room and fell silent.

Xing Lin walked forward and began to check Wang Tao's body. Based on the blood clotting at the scene and the temperature of the flesh at the wound.

After Xing Lin finished the inspection, he was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "He has died for at least six hours."

"What a joke? Who is the person who has been with us last night and chatted with everyone in the morning?" Xiao Yu's face was pale and she still didn't want to believe it.

"This task may be beyond our ability," Xing Lin pondered for a while and said to Mr. Hu: "Mr. Hu, I'm sorry, we gave up this task.

After I go back, I will sort the task out, and then see if any senior brothers are willing to come."

Mr. Hu was a little anxious, but he also knew that he could not force others to keep him.

That morning, Xing Lin didn't even eat food, so he left Shili Town with Xiao Yu and returned to Shenri Holy Sect.

"Young Master Xu, are you going to leave too?" Mr. Hu asked, looking at Xu Zimo and the others.

"Mr. Hu, do you want to watch a good show?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"What a good show?" Mr. Hu asked nervously.

Then Xu Zimo called Mr. Hu, Xiao Guizi and Lin Ruhu together, and secretly gave a few instructions.

Looking at the strange expressions of the three people, Xu Zimo said, "If you are afraid, you don't have to do that. I can solve it."

"What are you afraid of? My Hu family has become like this anyway," Mr. Hu pondered for a moment, and then made up his mind.

On that day, some servants in the Hu family resigned and left. Even if they have more monthly money, they have to be killed.

Maybe it was because Wang Tao's death had a great impact on them and became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

After all, the disciples of the Shenri Holy Sect are still very famous.

After breakfast, Xu Zimo moved a recliner and leaned leisurely on the chair to bask in the sun.

He was considering the matter of advancing to the True Mai Realm. It has been a while since he reached the peak of the Condensation Mai Realm.

Then he slowly mobilized the power inside the round bead, and the third meridian gate in the true meridian realm was located in his chest.

The opening of the pulse gate seemed extremely smooth. With the dual blessing of the power of the Divine Mechanism Realm and the Ten Mechanism Fruit, the third pulse gate was opened instantly.

It seemed like it was destroyed and there was no trace of blockage.

With a "boom", the rushing spiritual energy flowed in Xu Zimo's body, as if it was breaking through a big river in the embankment.

The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns.

The rich spiritual energy quickly washed Xu Zimo's body, strengthening his inner and outer muscles bit by bit.

Lunquan, Xuan bones, facing the wind.

There is a small circulation between these three meridians, and the spiritual energy between the three meridians is circulating and fusing independently.

The twelve meridians are a large circulation, and each three is a small circulation.

Xu Zimo felt that the spiritual energy in his body was at least several times stronger. After opening the fourth meridian gate "Kunhai" and then he could have basic flying ability.

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At the center of the Hu Mansion, many low-level spiritual medicines are planted, colorful, with flowers blooming, and a group of butterflies flying around the flowers.

Mr. Hu’s four-year-old daughter was running among the flowers, happily catching butterflies.

"Brother Xu, look at me, I caught another butterfly," Hu Yingying ran to Xu Zimo and said showing off.

"Well, I'm so good," Xu Zimo bent down slightly, stretched out his right hand to Hu Yingying's fat face, and pinched it hard.

Almost deformed the little girl's face. Hu Yingying's eyes were filled with tears. She touched her chubby, red face, and cried and ran to Mr. Hu to complain.

Xu Zimo's laughter came from behind.

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The Hu Mansion, which had been calm all day, finally ushered in the darkness. The sun sets in the west and as the light leaves, everyone in the Hu Mansion seems to be squeezing hard.

In the hall, Mr. Hu was holding a wine glass, drinking one cup after another, as if he was giving himself courage.

"Senior Brother Xu, are you really sure?" Xiao Guizi asked with some concern.

"Will I do something I'm not sure about?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I believe in Brother Zimo," Lin Ruhu nodded and said.

Several people looked at the dark night sky, and the melodious and sad singing sounded again.
Chapter completed!