At first glance, Chen Zheng's face suddenly became cold. He walked into the yard in two steps and entered the room with a wide open door.
Although the room was pitch black, you could see the mess around.
All the tables and chairs in the outer room were overturned, and a few dried meats that were suspended and air-dried disappeared;
In the inner room, his bed was also turned into a mess. The only cabinet was wide open, and the only few clothes were scattered on the ground.
"Brother Zheng, this."
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wu San and the other three walked in were shocked and were all surprised:
"Is this a thief!"
"Who is so bold to come here to steal things!"
The churches where these lower-level church members live are in a very simple way, and thieves happen from time to time.
But this is the area where high-level eccles are living, and ordinary eccles are afraid to come here without any trouble.
Chen Zheng could naturally think of what the three of them could think of. He immediately lit the oil lamp, then bent down and inspected the clues in the inner room.
The ground was in a mess, but some unfamiliar footprints could still be found in a vague way.
However, there were no traces of the footprints, and there were no other clues except that the intruder was a man.
Zhao Wu asked carefully:
"Brother Zheng, but what important thing has been lost?"
The most valuable thing Chen Zheng is now the bottle of Tiger Li Pills with four left, and the book "Tianmu Shape Refining Technique".
However, he carried these two things with him, and the others were all without any objects, so the only things he lost were the pieces of dried wild boar meat.
"Does others think I'm easy to bully if they don't steal it, but they just steal it on my head?"
The loss does not mean that there is no need to investigate this matter. I saw a cold light flashing in Chen Zheng's eyes. After thinking for a while, he directly took the knife and walked out of the house.
Wu San and others didn't understand why, so they immediately followed one after another.
In the dark night, Chen Zheng went directly to the courtyard next door, patted the gate that was closed from the inside, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Brother Zhong, can Brother Zhong be here?"
A silence.
Bang bang bang bang!
Chen Zheng raised his eyebrows and felt vigorous. The knock on the wooden door made a loud noise, and the door bolt seemed to be about to break.
And not long after this knock.
A squeak.
Through the gap in the fence, you can see that the wooden door of the yard suddenly opened, and a stiff black figure enveloped the shadow. He looked straight over and made a hoarse and dry sound:
"Who is outside?"
"It's me, Chen Zheng next door!"
Seeing the appearance of the main owner, Chen Zheng said in a deep voice through the door:
"I was thiefed in my house. I wonder who broke the door. Did Brother Zhong hear any abnormal movement before?"
Zhong Ming was still standing in the shadow behind the door, making people unable to see clearly, but he was still hoarse and said slowly:
"No, I didn't see it."
Chen Zheng frowned: "Brother Zhong should have been recuperating in his house all the time. Our two families are only three or five feet apart. Didn't they hear any sound?"
Like a lifeless sculpture, Zhong Ming in the shadows was motionless, and his voice suddenly became a little rapid and sharp:
"I said, no.!"
With a bang.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly closed and there was no sound.
Um?
This guy seems to be wrong.
Zhong Ming's speech was strange inside and outside, and Chen Zheng's brow suddenly twisted into a bump.
He didn't plan to tear his face yet, so he gave up asking, signaled and took Wu San and others back to his yard.
"Brother Zheng, Zhong Ming, who lives next door, is the one who is infatuated?"
Back in the yard, Wu San lowered his voice, feeling a little angry:
"This guy reacted so much, could it be him?"
"It's a bit suspicious, but it's hard to say whether it's him."
Chen Zheng's eyes were cold:
"Forget it, you don't have to worry about this matter, go back."
Zhao Wu hesitated and said, "Brother Zheng, should you report to Qishuo? Let him come?"
Chen Zheng shook his head decisively:
"No evidence or anything important is lost, and it is useless to report it. I am considered my own negligence, so let it be."
Knowing that such a thing is indeed either there is evidence or the current situation is being arrested, otherwise the church would not pay attention to it. Zhao Wu and the other two sighed and had to give up.
Then, he simply divided the things into one piece, and Chen Zheng was not in the mood to keep three more people, so he let them leave.
After the three of them left, they returned to their house.
Under the dim lights, his eyes showed a little haze.
Not to mention whether theft in the house has anything to do with the next door.
It has been about ten days since he last communicated with Zhong Ming. He could clearly feel that the other party's condition seemed to be very wrong in the conversation just now.
Thinking about it carefully, he had never seen him walk out of his house after moving here for so many days.
A alienator who is infatuated and in a worse state is undoubtedly equivalent to an irregular time bomb. It is inevitable that it is uneasy to live next to him by such an unstable factor.
"My current strength is still not enough among the advanced scholars at the level of the trash training level, so"
Thinking of this, his brows stretched out, took out the bottle containing Huli Pills from his arms, and poured out one from it:
"Imperial title!"
When you point your finger, the Emperor's Jade Seal shines on the Great Thousand. The divine light radiates into the small tiger power pill along the tip of your finger, and instantly it emits its light and begins to expand and change.
In a few blinks, the tiger pills, the size of longan, transformed into a crystal clear and medicinal dragon and tiger tying pill.
After adjusting his state, Chen Zheng swallowed the Dragon and Tiger Power Pill without saying a word, then came to the corner of the yard and started practicing "Thirty-six Styles of Refining the Truth".
Although I only practiced for three days, this martial arts practice has been proficient. When the posture is done, I hear the joints crackling, and the muscles pull and turn around the force.
As the movements progressed, the hot medicine quickly grew from the abdomen, as if a fire was lit in the body.
After having previous experiences, Chen Zheng was very calm about this.
The thirty-sixth styles advance rapidly, and as the force moves, the muscles and muscles of the whole body are constantly stretching, shaking, and trembling, absorbing the surging medicinal power in an incredible way.
One quarter of an hour, half an hour, one hour.
The faster the punching, the faster the punching, the more it is, the more powerful it is, and a burst of strong wind blows around.
What's even more strange is that as Chen Zheng stepped on the chain, his boxing postures continued to change, in addition to crackling and crackling, there were still bursts of strange buzzing sounds on his body.
It seemed that the muscles and bones on the body were roaring constantly.
This vibration was not very obvious at the beginning, but it became stronger as time went by. In the end, he seemed to be shaking.
The membrane drives the muscles and bones, which is a trend that will be successful in skin training!