"This miasma has no effect on me."

Due to their own racial characteristics, the two races of demons and monsters have never taken poisonous gases and miasma seriously.

Thinking of this, Yun Yao went straight into the miasma forest.

The little tail following behind him hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and walked in.

"The miasma here is so thick."

Yun Yao could hardly see the way forward.

Yun Yao stretched out his hand and fiddled with it casually for a few times. He didn't know how long he had been walking. When he finally walked out, he actually arrived directly in the Dafutu City.

In front of me is a bustling and noisy street.

???

Several question marks slowly appeared above Yun Yao’s head.

When I turned around, the miasma forest had disappeared.

“Is this an illusion?”

The system could not sense the presence of miasma and immediately popped up a thief's head, "No, this is indeed a normal street."

"Perhaps this is where the murderer can get away with killing someone."

After all, not everyone can enter the miasma forest.

"You said you sensed a strong sense of resentment from wronged souls in the southwest, so could this serial murder case be a revenge of ghosts?"

"It's hard to say." The system didn't quite understand. "If it was a ghost seeking revenge, why didn't he kill all the people he wanted to kill at once? Was he deliberately creating this panic out of bad taste or some kind of ritual?"

A predecessor of the system had once been to a plane with a particularly high crime rate. That plane was inhabited by only mental patients who enjoyed killing and performing vivisection.

People who love killing always have some special sense of ritual that allows them to fully enjoy the process.

Or if he kills his enemy, there will be an opportunity for him to follow that rule and kill.

"If the sixth heart is really in the hands of the murderer, then we have to wade into this muddy water."

"really."

Yun Yao clicked his tongue impatiently and finally walked into the restaurant.

The storyteller in the restaurant would definitely not miss such an interesting story as the serial murder case, so you would definitely be able to get some information that could be strung together in the restaurant.

"Snapped!"

The storyteller became very excited as the gavel was banged.

"Speaking of this serial murder case, the murderer is really unpredictable."

"Killing one person every seven days would be fine, but every time he kills someone it happens to be during a heavy rainstorm. If you really say that it was an ordinary mortal who killed someone, I guess no one would believe it."

"The Dafutu City is blessed by the Dafutu Temple, and the time of rain is not fixed. It is based on the four seasons. But since this man was killed, the frequency of heavy rain has become regular."

"Snapped!"

The storyteller took a sip of tea and slammed the gavel again.

"Right now, tomorrow will be the fourth seven days. Do you think anyone will die tomorrow?"

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the whole room was filled with panic.

"If you hadn't said that, I would have almost forgotten that tomorrow is the fourth seven days."

"Let's just stay at home, it's too scary!"

"What's the point of hiding at home? Have you forgotten the third man? He was hanged at home. His death was horrible."

"Hey"

Everything is destined, no one can help.

The government has been investigating for such a long time but has not been able to catch the real culprit behind the incident.

The funniest thing is that when the government was investigating the case, they didn’t find any connection between the three dead people.

This means that the murderer may kill people based on his mood and hobbies. He kills whoever he catches and does not care about the identity of the dead person.

Yun Yao listened for a long time and got some information. Finally, she put down a silver ingot and left the restaurant.

"Tomorrow is another day for murder, so I won't go back to the Great Buddha Temple tonight."

Thinking of this, Yun Yao planned to find an inn to stay in first.

"Boss, please give me a first-class room."

The shopkeeper said yes and arranged the innermost room on the second floor for Yun Yao.

Yun Yao took the doorplate and walked up. When she was about to enter the house, she heard a familiar voice.

"Boss, please bring four upper rooms."

"okay."

It was the voice of someone called Duan Zhi.

Yun Yao hurried into the house and asked the system to detect who had come.

Sure enough, Duan Zhi, Shen Yanqing, Shen Wang and Zhuang Jing all came.

"What are they doing here?"

The system guessed, "Perhaps it is related to the recent serial murder case in Dafutu City."

"After all, the human race's government has always had close ties with Tiandao Mountain, and Tiandao Mountain also likes to meddle in these matters, so it's not surprising that they would come."

What the system said made sense, and Yun Yao thought so too.

"Except Shen Yanqing, no one has seen my true face, so I don't need to disguise myself this time."

The worst that can happen is just to do it, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Shen Yanqing downstairs seemed to sense something. He looked up at the innermost room on the second floor and said, "Give me a quieter room."

The shopkeeper said, "How about the room next to the innermost room on the second floor? The innermost room has just been given to a girl, and she also wants some quiet time, so the room next to her will definitely meet your needs."

"Thank you."

"Then I'll take the one next to my uncle."

Duan Zhi smiled happily and made the decision.

Shen Wang rolled his eyes and pulled Zhuang Jing aside to laugh at him, "After all these years, you still haven't taken her down? If she continues to covet Master Uncle like this, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zhuang Jing was also helpless and spread his hands. "You can't force feelings. My junior sister doesn't like me, so what can I do?"

Zhuang Jing looked at Duan Zhi, and the strong and passionate emotions in his eyes could not be hidden.

How could he not know what she wanted?

She wanted the position of Sword Master, wanted to be above everyone else, and also wanted Uncle Shen...

Hey!

"Then can't you think of a solution?" Shen Wang lowered his voice, "Uncle Shen has been in a bad mood recently. If Duan Zhi bumps into him and gets hurt, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"I see."

"Uncle Shen, should we go to the government office now?" Duan Zhi had a hunch that this serial murder case must be related to demons, and she couldn't let the demons escape from her hands again.

"You go ahead."

Shen Yanqing didn't want to say more and went straight up to the second floor.

"But Uncle Shen..."

"Hey hey hey." Shen Wang's sword stopped Duan Zhi, "Why can't you let Uncle Shen be alone for a few days? You've been chattering all the way here, I'm tired of listening even if you're not tired."

"If you want to make a contribution and capture demons so badly, just go by yourself. Don't bother Master Shen with everything."

After Shen Wang finished speaking, he put his hands behind his head and swaggered to his room.

Duan Zhi was speechless. This Shen Wang! Sooner or later, he would be dealt with.

"Zhizhi, I'll go with you."

Zhuang Jing smiled gently, which made Duan Zhi feel embarrassed to refuse.

"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Brother Zhuang."

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