Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 256 Coroner Wei Xi

"Bingzhou City is such a large provincial capital, it should have a lot of food stored up. Why are the refugees occupying this place and choosing to eat people instead of focusing on the main issue?"

Wei Xi continued, "And why were some people released? If cannibalism really existed, these people should be storing food, right?"

"It's possible he's just had too much food and wants a change of pace," Lian Gouqie said, stroking his chin. "Another possibility is that the governor of Bingzhou took away some food, and the city is experiencing a famine!"

Qin Feng's expression changed from disdain to surprise, and he stammered, "If... he's worried that the refugees' rebellion will grow and cause endless harm, then the governor of Bingzhou might have disposed of the grain..."

This statement sounds suddenly more reliable.

Wei Xi didn't understand officialdom, so he thought carefully before asking, "The grain is difficult to transport. Will the governor of Bingzhou make it in time?"

Seeing that his guess was recognized, Qin Feng's answer this time was much more straightforward, "Burn it on the spot, this is the fastest way!"

"What?" "This..."

Wei Xi, who came from a poor family, hated wasting food, and his face was filled with displeasure. "Isn't this lord afraid of punishment?"

"He can clearly tell the difference between burning grain and condoning riots," Qin Feng added. "Besides, the grain issue can be easily blamed on the rioting refugees."

This sentence made Wei Xi think a lot. He thought about the missing Lord of Bingzhou, the King of Wuyang who was fighting in the Dongyi tribe, the military rations lost on the official road of Fuzhou, and the rumors that instigated riots among the refugees... It was as if someone deliberately let Bingzhou fall into a situation where it was out of ammunition and food.

Wei Xi's heart was wailing non-stop, but this time it was her own fault, and she was filled with regret at the moment.

Looking at the two people who didn't know how serious the situation was, Wei Xi closed his eyes: Forget it, even if it is just to investigate the mysterious flying sand, I have to go to Bingzhou City myself.

"Let's go check on the bodies that were thrown out of the city first," Wei Xi said, having prepared himself mentally. "If there's a chance, we can find someone who was driven out to find out what happened before we go back into the city."

Lian Gouyu had been staying in the government office before escaping, and he didn't know the details of the refugee riot. "Should I go into the city first to take a look? Maybe Li Chun knows something?"

"No," Wei Xi replied, "These things may have something to do with Li Chun. I don't trust him."

"Businessmen are all about profit. What can you possibly learn from him? This place is already a mess. Separate yourself from us and make sure you get a good face!"

As Qin Feng spoke, she freed her hands to hold the reins of the two horses, with a somewhat sarcastic expression: she had received the most orthodox education since she was a child, and she had some contempt for businessmen in her bones.

Besides, Li Chun is not a good person. He cheated them both before, so it would not be difficult for him to cheat them again.

Lian Gouyu had been quite happy to have offered his services but was rejected, but he hadn't expected that every gain must be worth a loss, and then he was forced to remember how he had almost been hit on the face. He raised his hand gloomily to touch the tattered edge of his "cheek".

"Alright," said Wei Xi, who had lived a quiet life for two years. "Business is more important. If you want to argue, let's go back to Yizhangyuan."

It was just a couple of jokes, and the two men quickly stopped talking and followed Wei Xi into the group of refugees outside the city.

Wei Xi's paranoia was incurable. Even Gou Xie wouldn't betray her, but money could tempt her, and she was inevitably influenced by Li Chun. She'd better be careful, trying to avoid too much contact between the two. It was easy to find a place to dump the body. People today fear death more than life. There were no empty spaces in the charity cemetery, and the large and powerful mass graves were devoid of refugees. It was as obvious as the alopecia areata on a middle-aged man's head.

Mass graves are certainly not good places, with corpses piled up like mountains, in various degrees of decay.

The corpses were in various stages of explosion. One had a chest so bulging it made one worry it might explode at any moment. Others had leaked a lot of fluid, which had carved a path through the dry earth and formed puddles of corpse water.

As if the visual and olfactory impact was not enough, the three monks captured some small animals and grew a lot bigger by living in the mass grave.

Wei Xi skillfully took out a triangular scarf and covered his mouth and nose; Qin Feng, who had seen the battlefield at the border, looked calm and even wanted to explore whether the spiritual power in the mass grave was different from that in other places.

Instead, it was Lian Gou Xie who had his nostrils filled with the smell of the rotting corpse, and he ran to the edge of the body and retched non-stop.

Wei Xi was concentrating on looking through and examining the corpses near the edge - the people transporting the corpses naturally wouldn't bother going further in, so the corpses at the edge were relatively fresh.

Wei Xi originally thought it would be easy to find abnormal corpses, but unexpectedly these corpses were too easy to find.

"Come and take a look!" Wei Xi called out to the two people behind him, "There's something wrong with these corpses!"

"If they were cannibals, there wouldn't be so much meat left on these corpses!" Wei Xi used a moving technique to transport several corpses to one place and separate them from the other corpses that died of famine.

There were six corpses in similar stages of decay lying side by side in the open space: two were the bodies of teenagers, one was the body of a young girl, and the remaining three looked to be around 25 or 26 years old.

Wei Xi showed the clues he had found, "These people are considered healthy among the refugees. Logically, they shouldn't have died at this time."

"I found three suspicious points. The first is that these bodies are too clean. Compared with the bodies around them, these bodies are not that dirty. But if you look closely at their nails and teeth, you can find a lot of dirt."

"The second thing is the wounds on their bodies," Wei Xi said, pointing out the characteristics of the bodies to his two friends. "These wounds don't look like they were caused by animals. They were done with such a quick and decisive hand, it's not something an ordinary person could do."

Lian Gouqie and Qin Feng followed the instructions and indeed found corresponding evidence on the six bodies.

"Finally," Wei Xi pointed at the Dantian of the nearest corpse with a wooden stick, "these corpses all have empty areas near the Dantian. This is their biggest commonality."

Leaning over to examine them one by one, Qin Feng suddenly realized, "They appear to be knife wounds. The wounds are smooth and neat, and it seems the person who did it is proficient in this technique. These wounds seem to be intended to cover up the wound in the dantian..."

Qin Feng's words disappeared in her throat before she finished speaking. She tentatively transferred some spiritual power to the corpse. The ice-blue spiritual power penetrated into the corpse, and then some frost appeared on the fingertips of the corpse.

"These people are... monks?" Lian Gouqie said in disbelief, "How is this possible? Monks should be able to protect themselves when facing refugees..."

Qin Feng collected his spiritual power. "Being able to conduct spiritual power shows that one has a strong foundation. As for the Qi Palace..."

Looking at the empty dantian of the corpse, the answer seems obvious.

(End of this chapter)