“It’s not hard!”
The middle-aged scholar waved his hands repeatedly.
Luo Hai was just a casual cultivator who came to the Zhao family as a servant, waiting for the opportunity to enter Guimu Valley. Now that the opportunity had come, how could he not seize it?
At this moment, Luo Hai acted even more anxious than the Patriarch Zhao Jiang. He immediately stood up and said, "There is no time to lose. I will investigate this case right away."
After saying that, Luo Hai didn't wait for Zhao Jiang to say anything, and disappeared outside the door in a few flashes.
Through the Zhao family servants, Luo Hai soon learned that the eldest son of the Zhao family had met Pi San before his death.
He followed the scent left by Pi San in the courtyard and flew to a dilapidated temple outside the city.
Luo Hai stepped in and saw the corpses lying all over the floor of the temple. His pupils shrank slightly.
A trace of tracking breath sank into one of the corpses. Luo Hai stepped forward and took a closer look. It was Pi San.
His face was solemn, and he immediately bent over to check.
Originally, he just wanted to find a scapegoat to appease Zhao Jiang's anger, quickly settle the matter and go to Guimu Valley, but now it seems that this matter is not simple.
This Pi San had just left the Zhao family when he died in the dilapidated temple. It looked like a murder to silence him.
The angry words of Patriarch Zhao unexpectedly hit the mark?
"He was able to conceal his identity from my inspection and disguise Young Master Zhao's sudden death. This person..."
Luo Hai stopped talking halfway, staring at the corpse in front of him. He felt his scalp tingling and a chill rushing to his head.
“What…what’s going on?!”
Luo Hai was shocked for a moment, but quickly suppressed his chaotic thoughts. He waved his sleeves, rolled up all the corpses and put them into the storage ring, then turned and left.
Half a minute later, the bodies of Pi San and others were lined up and neatly placed in the Zhao family courtyard.
A look of fear flashed across Zhao Jiang's eyes, and anger was evident on his face. He said in a deep voice, "Master Luo, do you think I'll let this go if you find a few scapegoats?"
"Master Zhao has misunderstood."
Luo Hai's tone was somewhat low, "I didn't kill these people. An hour ago, they came to see you, young master, but when I found them, they were all dead!"
Zhao Jiang was immediately shocked, "What did you say?!"
He knew what kind of person his son was, and it was not surprising that he died in a woman's belly. He just felt unwilling to accept it, so he asked Luo Hai to investigate. Unexpectedly, he actually found out something fishy.
"Master Zhao, this matter is not simple."
Luo Hai said solemnly, "These people died last night!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two servants waiting by the wall turned pale as paper.
Pi San died last night, so who was the "Pi San" they saw this morning?
The servants were terrified, and an indescribable panic spread in the small courtyard.
"Ghost! It must be a ghost!"
"The eldest son has killed so many people, they must be coming to settle the score..."
“…”
"Shut up!"
Zhao Jiang's eyes were also filled with panic, but he forced himself to remain calm and shouted, "You shameful things, get out of here!"
The servants were already frightened out of their wits. When they heard this, they all ran away in the blink of an eye as if they had been pardoned.
"Master Zhao, please listen to my advice."
Luo Hai's face looked unhappy. "This man's methods are cunning, and his cultivation might even be higher than mine. He only attacked the young master, which means he didn't take his anger out on others.
If we rashly investigate further and anger him, I'm afraid it will lead to even worse consequences."
"You want me to keep quiet?"
Zhao Jiang's forehead veins bulged slightly as he gritted his teeth, "My son is dead, and you want me to keep quiet? Lord Luo, are you really the Lord of the Zhao Family?"
Luo Hai clasped his fists perfunctorily, his tone becoming colder: "If Patriarch Zhao insists on having his own way, I will no longer be your worshiper today."
"What?!"
Zhao Jiang was stunned. "Master Luo, you don't want to enter Guimu Valley anymore?"
"Of course I do."
Luo Hai sneered, "No matter how good a sect is, you still need a life to enter. I don't want to lose my life in vain, so I'll take my leave now!"
Having said that, there is no room for maneuver.
Luo Hai waved his sleeve without saying a word, and a whisk appeared under his feet. He stepped into the air and left in an instant, leaving Zhao Jiang alone with a dazed look on his face, at a loss.
Luo Hai left the Zhao family, but was not in a hurry to leave Dushui City.
He has been practicing Taoism for more than thirty years, and the reason he has survived to this day is that he has been extremely cautious and careful in every step.
Naturally, he didn't plan to investigate the Zhao family's affairs any further.
Recently, rumors have been spreading in the east of the city, saying that a civet cat came to Ye Cui Ju to buy wine. Many people nearby have also seen it and described it vividly.
He couldn't think of any other way to obtain cultivation resources at the moment, so he might as well wait and see. Maybe he could catch the spirit cat and sell it at the market for a good price.
Thinking of this, Luo Hai folded the whisk under his feet and immediately changed direction, heading towards the downtown area of East City.
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