Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 263 You Lied to Me, I Lied to You

"Okay, okay!" Wei Xi, whose head was buzzing, almost laughed out loud. The tone that came out of the bird's beak had a creepy and weird tone.

"Those disappeared white cloths in Tangkou Town?" Lian Gouqie was horrified and stepped back instinctively - he remembered that this thing was very weird.

Gao Han has been unsheathed, Qin Feng is on high alert, ready to take action at any time.

If it was just a guess before, after seeing these familiar white cloths, Wei Xi could basically conclude that the events in Tangkou Town and Bingzhou City were the work of one person.

"At first I suspected that County Magistrate Cheng was behind this," Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out the mastermind is hiding here!"

"Perhaps they are from the same lineage," Wei Xi calmed down and his voice returned to normal. "Since the cloth from Tangkou Town has been taken away, it seems these things will be of great use."

"The people who arranged this haven't taken away the white cloth yet, so they probably haven't had time to clean up the mess yet." Wei Xi took out a crossbow and pulled the string. "Be careful not to get hurt."

Leaving Lian Gouqie and the servant puppet to block the door, Wei Xi and Qin Feng went into the granary back to back to search.

"The unified design is similar to the granary in Jucheng." Qin Feng commented after taking a look around and finding nothing dangerous.

Wei Xi carefully walked around the white cloth and went to the middle of the granary. She kicked something hard with her right foot and looked down.

"Is this also a unified design?" Wei Xi used a crossbow to lift the white cloth beside Qin Feng, revealing a vat filled with dark red blood on the ground.

Judging from the opening of the vessel, Wei Xi guessed the buried jar was quite large. She even discerned its name as a "water collecting basin," a common ritual implement used in various buildings to prevent moisture. The accumulated water was odorless and insect-free, and could also be used to put out fires, effectively killing two birds with one stone.

Because it only requires inlaying spirit stones to use, it is very popular in the mortal world.

Wei Xi didn't expect that these people were quite innovative. Not only did they adapt to local conditions, but they also saved a lot of spirit stones.

Looking at the spirit stone embedded in the metal edge half a foot above the ground, Wei Xi released [Pulling Thread] to detect the spiritual power in it.

There are about 90% left. Wei Xi took back the eager [Pulling Silk] and thought: It seems that these people are still active in Bingzhou City.

"Why can't I smell blood?" Qin Feng recognized the liquid in the tank, his heroic eyebrows twisted into a knot, and he took a deep breath.

Wei Xi was afraid that there was some colorless and odorless poisonous gas here, so he signaled Qin Feng not to take a deep breath, and the two of them slowly withdrew from the center area.

Back at the door, Wei Xi explained the characteristics of the [Water Basin] to the two of them.

"Bones and blood, it doesn't sound like the work of a monk from the Northern Frontier."

Qin Feng agreed with Lian Gou's point of view, "It's possible that he is a cultivator from the Lost Immortal City! I just don't know what the purpose of such a cruel act is."

"Put the white cloth away first," Wei Xi pressed his temple. "No matter what they're going to do, let's disrupt the situation first!"

Qin Feng took out the photo stone and carved a picture of the scene to facilitate the subsequent submission of evidence.

With Wei Qin by his side, Lian Gouqie felt that he was terrifyingly strong. After getting permission, he immediately reached out and pulled off the white cloth that had left him with a psychological trauma.

"hiss!"

Wei Xi raised his hand to shoot an arrow, but Lian Gouqie quickly said, "Don't! Don't! Spare his life!"

Concentrating his spiritual power, Qin Feng said unhappily, "What's wrong with you?! What if I accidentally hurt you by making these weird noises?"

Lian Gouyue was a little embarrassed, "I was wrong! It's just that this rag is too cold! It's freezing my hands!"

"It's summer now, how can my hands be cold?" Qin Feng didn't believe it and reached out to touch it, feeling cold to the bone.

"Is that so! Is that so!" Lian Gouyue covered his mouth with his hands but kept talking, "It's like touching ice!" Wei Xi looked at the two of them helplessly, highly suspecting that they had only grown in height but not in brains.

"You know what it is and you just touch it?" Wei Xi wanted to teach these two a lesson, so there was some meaning in his tone.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand awkwardly, lowering his brows and looking pleasant for once.

"This... you're making it look really scary..." Lian Gouqie withdrew his hand awkwardly, and finally asked worriedly, "Is everything okay?"

Wei Xi had a blank expression on her face, but Qin Feng could read from her face: If you’re afraid of death, don’t move!

Ignoring Lian Gou, Wei Xi moved closer to the white cloth and looked at the white that was hiding the dirt.

After a moment, Wei Xi pulled out an arrow, and with his left hand, he used the green cracked tea saucer to press against the soft cloth, slowly scraping the white cloth.

The white powder fell down with a rustling sound, and Wei Xi's mouth curled up slightly: It's dirty, no matter how many layers of powder you apply, it's useless!

Lian Gou was attracted by the fine powder and suddenly realized, "This is bone meal!"

"Painters used to make their own pigments, using stones, weeds..." Lian Gouqie glanced at Lingyin and emphasized, "Bird feathers! This should be bone meal...it's made by grinding bones!"

Qin Feng's hair stood on end in awe. He glanced at the white cloth scattered throughout the warehouse and said in a low voice, "No way... so much cloth, how many people are they going to kill if they're really going to use bone powder to dye it..."

"Just digging up the bones like this can..." He always felt that something was not going well, and thought that the statement was too full of confidence. Wei Xi swallowed the words back, choking Lingyin and rolling her eyes.

"This thing looks like a soul-calling flag to me," Qin Feng said, clapping his hands. "The military often uses soul-calling flags to summon the souls of soldiers who died in battle and return them home along with their bodies."

"But the commonly used spirit-calling banners have red characters on a black background, not plain white..."

"Bone powder is applied to the spirit-calling banner? What is this supposed to attract?"

Although I don't know the other party's purpose, the opportunity for a sneak attack is right in front of me and there is no reason to let it go.

Qin Feng simply cut off a piece of white cloth, sealed it in a box, and kept it. Wei Xi was a master of arson, and he fired a few fireballs, igniting the white cloth with precision and quickly reducing it to ash.

The white cloth was all burned. Qin Feng swung his sword, and the powerful ice spiritual power extinguished the flames.

"It's raining blood," Wei Xi said with great disgust, "I forgot that the [Water Basin] will automatically put out the fire..."

The three of them all disliked the dirty jar of blood, so they quickly checked the jar that had been exposed to the light of day, and when they found nothing unusual, they quickly let it go.

After all, time is tight. If the enemy comes back to kill them, Wei Xi and the other two will be in danger.

The remaining warehouses did not have those strange white cloths, and the three of them quickly arrived at the accounting office.

Wei Xi insisted on going to the accounting office to check the accounts. She left two people to keep watch for her and she sneaked into the dark accounting office like a loach.

The air was filled with the faint smell of blood. A chair had tilted and fallen to the ground, and some paper scraps were spread on the ground. Thinking of the "first seven days after her husband's death," Wei Xi knew the source of the bloody smell.

Holding the crossbow and constantly giving himself courage, Wei Xi moved closer to the shaky long table step by step, looking for the grain receiving and retrieving records he wanted.

Fortunately, the most recent account book was lying on the desk, and Wei Xi found the target after a quick search.

"March... April of the fourteenth year of Tianyou..." Wei Xi's finger stopped at the last account, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "How dare you lie to me!"

(End of this chapter)