Chapter 77 The means of the Duxian Bureau
"Hey, why are you here?" Fei Ying gently tugged Fei Lian.
Fei Lian rolled his eyes: "Could it be that you still expect the master to come in person?"
As he spoke, he sized up Chen Muxue a few times: "You'd better tell the truth."
"She was still a middle-grade water spirit root a few days ago, now, you can see for yourself." Feiying snorted, "If you don't believe me, go and find out yourself."
Fei Lian sighed: "Whether there is a secret technique or not is actually not that important now. Are you sure she won't kill people for no reason?"
"No way...should?"
Everyone was talking to the people in the Duxian Bureau, and they were all guessing how he would identify the corpse.
The cause of death should be very obvious. Could he still see what happened before a person died?
Actually, cultivators rarely invite people from the Immortal Superintendent Bureau. Even if they see the Immortal Superintendent Bureau, they mostly see those in black. It is very rare to invite inspectors in white clothes.
"I don't know what's the meaning of this. You don't think that our Flying Star Sect will let you go when you invite people from the Duxian Bureau?" Wang Yue said to Chen Muxue.
Chen Muxue hadn't figured out what was going on now, and Cen Lizhui beside him suddenly whispered, "Not good!"
"Not good? What's wrong? The one in the white clothes is not a good person?" Chen Muxue, the second monk, was puzzled.
Without waiting for Cen Lizhui to explain, he saw that the person who had played with the Duxian Bureau on the corpse suddenly formed a strange mark, and an extremely rare formation was unfolded on the corpse.
"Poof... um!"
Suddenly, with a bang, the golden core exploded!
"Why do you insult the remains of our disciples?!" Wang Chen scolded.
The next second, the formation rose into the air, and a picture like a movie playing appeared in the middle of the formation.
Everyone obviously rarely saw such a scene, and they were amazed.
Cen Li took a look and saw that Xiaohua had already appeared on the screen. Sure enough, Wu Jie's memories began to reappear!
Even Chen Muxue, who is used to watching movies, was amazed by this spell. The picture quality and angle of view are so real.
Cen Lizhui quietly left the stage while no one was paying attention. When he met Wu Jie, he was negligent for a while, without any disguise, and Wu Jie likes to observe people's expressions...Although people of his generation may not know him much, it is inevitable that he will be recognized , not to mention that there are three known elders in the hall.
It's not that he is shameless, it's just that as a person of the immortal sect, he shouldn't be involved in these mundane things, let alone...he sneaked out.
When they saw Wu Jie kicking the black cat to death, the Flying Star faction insisted that he was not guilty of death. When they saw that Wu Jie obviously wanted to kill Cen Lizhui, but was killed by the big iron pot from the sky, everyone All fell silent.
They have guessed many reasons why Wu Jie's head hole came about, but they never thought that it was caused by a pot.
Someone couldn't help but glanced at the pot behind Chen Muxue, and swallowed in fear.
"Why do you think the person Wu Jie wants to kill looks familiar?" Someone asked in a low voice.
Feiying knew that Cen Lizhui didn't want to be recognized, so he cleared his throat: "Everyone has seen it, Wu Jie will have this kind of ending, it can be said that he asked for it, Qiandingmen's side is just self-defense. .”
"Fake! Brother, why is he like that in there? He is not that kind of person!" Wang Yue obviously didn't believe what she saw.
(end of this chapter)