Although he had just killed the prince, he was not afraid at all. As long as he didn't want to, no one could catch him.

However, as soon as he came back, his news was delivered to Li Xiuzhu.

Li Xiuzhu smiled subtly, and then disappeared from the spot. With his speed, if no one looked carefully, they would only see a flash of light.

This time Li Xiuzhu did not go through the city gate, but went straight to Xiangguo Temple.

It would be interesting if we could kill the people who came back with Ning Daoqi outside Xiangguo Temple.

Perhaps God was blessing Li Xiuzhu. Before he reached the outside of Xiangguo Temple, Li Xiuzhu saw several bald men from afar.

Suddenly, without noticing anything, the last monk who was on his way suddenly felt something on his shoulder.

The monk was startled, and when he looked subconsciously, he only saw a hand. At this moment, the monk was shocked.

"who!"

The moment he finished shouting, he rolled forward, but the force he exerted seemed to be like a stone sinking into the sea, and he did not move at all.

The monk's voice alarmed the other monks, and in an instant, these killing machines looked over with vigilance.

"Who are you?"

Li Xiuzhu smiled warmly when he heard this.

"Kill your people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiuzhu suddenly activated the Beiming Divine Art in his hand.

A monk who was only at the second-rate level had his internal energy sucked out by him in the blink of an eye.

He pinched the monk's hand with a little force, and then was stunned.

"What a hard neck. Interesting."

Thinking about what the abbot of Xiangguo Temple said about his junior fellow disciple going with the Eighteen Bronze Men, these should be the Eighteen Bronze Men.

In this case, it is normal for the bones to be harder.

But this is just a little interesting. With his internal strength, just a little more force would be the limit of what his bones can endure.

With a clear and crisp "crack", the monk in Li Xiuzhu's hand died with blood coming out of his mouth.

"It's really good. The sound is louder than most people."

Although Li Xiuzhu's words were nonchalant, as if he was talking about what to eat in the evening, his actions were frightening.

Especially Li Xiuzhu's method, just this one move made the other seventeen people understand the gap.

"Who are you? We are monks from Xiangguo Temple. Aren't you afraid of bringing disgrace to Xiangguo Temple by doing this?"

Even a killing machine will evade when faced with an unbeatable foe.

Li Xiuzhu said helplessly: "I told you that I was going to kill your people, why can't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Get started!"

The moment they realized that the situation could not be resolved peacefully, a dozen monks launched the attack.

…

In the afternoon, a piece of news that shocked the entire Shangjing City was spread.

A tragedy occurred in Xiangguo Temple, and more than a hundred people died in the temple. It was simply insane.

At first, the Yudaomen blocked the news, but such a big thing could not be blocked at all. After two days of fermentation, it finally broke out this afternoon.

Almost all of the Golden Sword Divine Detective and Silver Sword Divine Detective of the Imperial Sword Sect were dispatched, and even those who were handling cases in other places received messages via carrier pigeons.

The people who arrived first were surprised to find that these people were all warriors, and at least second-rate masters.

Although corpses cannot speak, their meridians are naturally different from those of ordinary people. Moreover, Buddhists mostly practice horizontal training, so the characteristics on their bodies are even more obvious.

Just as the Divine Constable and the top fighters of the Yudao Sect were on their way to the Xiangguo Temple, the Divine Constable stopped first.

The strange behavior of the detective immediately aroused the vigilance of others. At this moment, a breeze blew, and dozens of people understood what was going on in an instant.

There's a murder ahead.

"The murderer should be gone. Let's go and take a look."

After walking for about dozens of meters, they saw corpses all over the ground, and all of them were monks.

This... is a monk from Xiangguo Temple? The famous detective with the silver knife coldly stepped forward to check and said, "He died because his neck was crushed. He was a master."

The detective nodded upon hearing this.

"Arrange a few people to take them to the charity cemetery outside the city."

At this time, they had not seen the corpses in Xiangguo Temple, otherwise they would have discovered that the two groups of dead died in the same way.

"Yes, sir!"

The detective brought other people to Xiangguo Temple quickly. At this time, Xiangguo Temple had lost its former majesty and solemnity. There was only uneasiness.

All the monks did not go to practice, but looked at the surrounded Zen temple where the abbot's room was located, at a loss.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The detective ignored these little Karas and led his men directly into the yard. He looked at the guards who came over and asked, "How's the investigation going?"

"Reporting to the Lord Shenbu, all of them died by having their necks broken."

"Some monks said that these people were summoned by the abbot, so the abbot should be one of the conspirators. It's just strange that the abbot also died."

"I don't quite understand."

"Could it be that the abbot was really calling these people to discuss matters, and they just happened to be caught in one fell swoop?"

Hearing this, the God Catcher looked at the monks who were watching nearby and asked calmly, "Why can't it be because of someone's threat?"

"Otherwise, how do you think that all the masters are dead, but there are only a bunch of less capable monks left?"

"This, Master Shenpo is right. If you put it this way, everything will work."

"But this abbot is also very courageous. So many people scattered and ran away, why is it like this?"

The God Catcher nodded.

"When the time comes, it may be a bit stupid, but it may also be that the other party has reasons that the abbot has to do so."

As he spoke, the God Catcher led his men into the room.

Even though he had expected this, the God Catcher was still stunned.

"Does this murderer have some obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

The famous detective with the silver knife stepped onto the beam of the house. It is more obvious to see it from here.

Wuqing looked at the dead body's neck and frowned slightly.

"Sir, this corpse died in the same way as the one we encountered before. It should be the same person who did it."

Upon hearing this, the detective immediately picked up a corpse and took a look, and it was indeed true.

"It has been roughly confirmed that there is only one murderer. Have you found any other clues?"

The Imperial Sword Guard from the Imperial Sword Gate hurried forward and said, "Sir, a driver from the East Market brought people to Xiangguo Temple before."

"The driver said that the man was an old man, and he also said that if we went to Xiangguo Temple, either they would die or I would die."

"And that person said that if Heaven had not given me birth, I would rather be a miracle, and that people would say that eternity would be like a long night."

"You mean that person said he was Ning Daoqi?"

The detective's expression changed slightly, and he obviously knew about the clan leader Ning Daoqi.

He looked at the four famous detectives with silver knives and said solemnly, "If it is really Ning Daoqi, then even if we know the murderer, it may be difficult to catch him."

Leng Xue was startled when he heard this.

"Why is this? Is there someone that our Yu Dao Sect cannot capture?"

(End of this chapter)