Chapter 202
Hong Butian raised his eyebrows: "He was secretly jealous of you or had some agenda, so he killed you?"
"Well..."
The ring groaned and sighed: "Back then, he invited me to get together with friends on a certain high mountain, and we had a great conversation.
Talking about his enjoyment, he excitedly told me that he had researched a prescription and had prepared a pill. According to ancient records, that pill can help monks survive thunder disasters more easily...
On the spot, he took out two pills and gave one to me. He smiled and said that after he refined the pills, he notified me immediately and wanted to share this ancient pill with me... "
"Then……?"
Hong Butian frowned, and gradually began to suspect that the great elder died after taking the pill.
As the great elder of Yaowang Sect, it is quite ironic that he was poisoned to death...
"I was very moved after hearing this and took the pills immediately without hesitation."
Ring sighed and said: "The pill is colorless and odorless, and I can't tell the specific medicinal properties at all. But the more it is like this, the more I think it works."
really……
Hong Butian nodded secretly in his heart.
"After seeing me taking the pill, my friend laughed..."
"That friend of yours just tore off the hypocrisy and killed you with a grin?!"
Hong Butian looked a little angry: "It's exactly what I thought. I can't stand this kind of betrayal the most in my life..."
"Ahem, that..."
The ring interrupted Hong Butian's little composition and whispered: "My friend laughed loudly and said that he liked a cheerful person like me, so he also took the pill immediately..."
Hong Butian: "???"
"One is poisonous?"
Hong Butian guessed: "The other one is not poisonous?"
"No, he studied the wrong recipe. Both pills are extremely poisonous!"
The ring sighed: "Not long after, we both died of poison and both died suddenly..."
"boom!"
Hong Butian's head roared, and he shook his head. He looked at the blood stains on the tree in front of him and touched his forehead again. It was wet.
"so?"
Hong Butian ignored the wound on his forehead and hesitated to speak.
"Yeah, that's right."
Ring sighed: “This was an accidental death.
By the way, didn’t I tell you in the chapter about my appearance that I accidentally ended up in this situation..."
Hong Butian: "???"
Hong Butian: "..."
"My friend was extremely remorseful before he died. He felt that he was just dead and had dragged me along with him..."
There was sadness in the ring's voice: "Then he used his last strength to protect my soul in this ring, but he died with a bitter smile..."
"Ah this..."
Hong Butian didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only sigh and said: "Please bear with me and accept the change. It's just that a noble and upright person like my predecessor died for this reason, but it makes people feel a little unworthy..."
"Well, maybe, but in my opinion, as long as you are on the road of exploration, no matter how absurd the reason is, it is still a well-deserved death..."
The Great Elder said with emotion: "I think that the path of our Medicine King Sect has been passed down from generation to generation. From the humble beginning to the current scale, we have faced disasters many times, but we still survived.
This is inseparable from the fact that each of our predecessors tried medicine and developed elixirs on their own. Some of them choked to death, but they are still respected by us descendants..."
"That is indeed worthy of respect..."
Hong Butian sighed and his eyes lit up: "If this is the case, Yaowang Sect is indeed a place worth visiting!"
"Haha, of course, this place is not far from the canyon where my Medicine King Sect is located. If you hurry up, you can probably get there at dawn tomorrow!"
"Is that so?"
Hong Butian nodded and sped up.
As for the wound on his forehead, it was nothing more than a scratch. After all, he was a monk in the Qi Refining Stage, and he could recover as before with just a turn of the camera!
Early the next morning, Yaowang Valley.
"So...is this the Medicine King Sect you are talking about?"
Hong Butian stared blankly in front of him and asked the ring, but this time he didn't get an answer.
In front of me, there are ruined walls, broken windows and broken tiles, and there seems to be solidified blood stains in some places...
"This, this, this..."
The ring was incoherent and unbelievable.
"I, I, I...how could this happen? How could this be possible! No, this is impossible!"
"Calm down first..."
"I can't calm down, how can I calm down!"
The great elder broke down and said angrily: "This is my sect, my sect! Tell me how it became like this?!"
"Well, if you ask me, I definitely don't know..."
Hong Butian raised his hands above his head, looked at the sword on his neck, and swallowed.
"But maybe this brave man holding me with a sword knows something...
Well, calm down, calm down, don't do anything, killing is not good! "
"Who are you calling a hero?"
A soft hum sounded behind Hong Butian. The person behind him put a sword on Hong Butian's neck and slowly turned to face him, allowing Hong Butian to see the other person's appearance clearly.
Well, a beautiful girl in a black shirt who seemed to be in her twenties was looking at Hong Butian with a sneer.
"Master asked me to come to the Yaowang Sect, which has been deserted, to investigate. He said there might be some clues left here..."
Zhao Zhuji looked at Hong Butian warily and snorted: "Sure enough, I caught a suspicious character as soon as I came here. Is this the reason why criminals always return to the scene of the crime..."
"Ah ha ha?"
Hong Butian blinked: "Suspicious? Prisoner? Who is it?"
It must be this ring, right?
It must be a ring!
He is the most suspicious!
"Still pretending to be confused!"
Zhao Zhuji cursed angrily: "Monster, you haven't shown your true form yet! Look at my magic weapon, [Small Demon Mirror]!"
"Um?"
Hong Butian watched as the girl suddenly took out a small round mirror and pointed it at him. His face suddenly appeared in it and he blinked.
"Well, it's true that I've been very busy these days and I've become a bit slovenly. But you can't put a sword on my neck just because I'm not good at hygiene, can you?"
"ah?"
Zhao Zhuji looked into the small round mirror and found that there was no change. Her eyes widened and she exclaimed.
"Can even [Little Demon Mirror] conceal the past?
Who are you, a monster, to have such abilities? ! "
After a pause, Zhao Zhuji frowned and said: "As expected of the guy who can destroy the Medicine King Sect, he does have some skills... Tell me! What is your prototype?"
"Well……"
Hong Butian laughed and said: "Is there a possibility that I am actually a human being?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Zhuji snorted: "Since the Yaowang Sect was destroyed, how could anyone come to such a remote place?!"
"..."
Hong Xiaotian remained silent and stared at Zhao Zhuji silently.
"You called me a human being!"
Zhao Zhuji's face turned red with anger: "How dare you!"
"I didn't say anything!"
"The look in your eyes says it!"
"..."
"Look, I've acquiesced!"
"What the hell..."
"Okay, stop for a moment!"
A tired old voice came from the ring, and a shadow of an old man appeared around the two of them. He looked at Zhao Zhuji's clothes with a clear look on his face, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It turns out to be someone from the Wujing Sword Sect. If you are investigating, that means that the culprit who harmed our Medicine King Sect is a foreign race?"
Zhao Zhuji: "Are you...?"
Hong Butian: "Who are you?"
"You brat, who do you think I am?"
"Oh, it's you, I can't even recognize the tone just now..."
Chapter 218 The victim always quickly figures out the death message within a few seconds of being killed to help the detective solve the case
At this time, the Yaowang Sect looked dilapidated, empty, silent and lifeless, and even looked a little deserted, as if no one had lived there for decades.
In fact, the Yaowang Sect suffered a disaster just a few months ago.
This is caused by the strong aura of the Traveling World, like vines and weeds that will grow wildly if left unattended for a period of time.
Climb up to the roof, push through the brick walls, and quickly erase all traces of humanity...
On the ruins, a man, a woman and an old ghost were walking (floating) together.
Hong Butian and the great elder walked in front, followed by Zhao Zhuji who looked wary, following step by step.
"Go forward and turn right..."
The great elder turned to look at Hong Butian, pointed at one place, and commanded.
"Boy, go and move the stone there, then take six steps to the right and put the stone down!"
"When you know it, you know how to order people."
Hong Butian sighed, and moved the stone according to the steps mentioned by the great elder.
"..."
Nothing happened.
Hong Butian: "?"
Zhao Zhuji: "?"
"..."
The Great Elder's complexion turned dark. Either he had been away for too long and the sect's arrangements had changed, or the sect's institutions were also damaged in the crisis...
Taking a deep breath, the great elder pointed to a broken old tree, his eyes moved between Zhao Zhuji and Hong Buyian a few times, and finally looked at Zhao Zhuji, who was in the foundation building stage, and said: "Go and break that old tree." Pull out the whole tree!”
"Um?"