Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

The people sent by Songshan arrived the latest, and their base was relatively far in the city. Even if one rode at full speed, it would take an incense stick of time to reach the city gate.

This does not include the delays they had to deal with trivial matters such as gathering and leading the horses.

But after the incident, the other party not only arrived at the first time, but also had extremely neat staffing.

Obviously it was prepared in advance.

Xu Shan's explanation not only enlightened Hongshu, but also made him more awed by the young man in front of him.

Behind his seemingly arrogant and domineering appearance are his various delicate calculations.

Throwing a stone to test the waters not only locked down the general direction of the investigation.

But at least the suspicion of the Songshan School has been confirmed.

"grown ups!"

After learning that Xu Shan was visiting, Li Yuanfang hurried out to greet him.

"Where's Yu Canghai?"

"Yu Canghai and several corpses are inside."

"My subordinates have cordoned off the scene and are maintaining the original state."

"Ah."

As they were talking, everyone had already walked into the inner hall of the Qingcheng Sect's headquarters.

At this moment, Yu Canghai, still in shock, cried out in tears after seeing Xu Shan arrive, "Master Xu, our Qingcheng Sect has absolutely no involvement in the siege and murder of the Prince of Beiliang."

"Then tell me, how did your sect's protective formation, the [Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Formation] and the Star-Moon Plate, end up in the wrong hands and used to restrain the Crown Prince and his entourage?"

"Ah? This, this..."

"Are you still pretending to be ignorant? Today, a painting is trying to kill you and silence you. What about tomorrow?"

"I, I... I presented the [Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Formation] and the Star-Moon Plate to Prince Ning."

After Yu Canghai finished speaking, Xu Shan smiled and replied, "Later, you will issue a statement in the name of the Qingcheng Sect."

"Explain the situation clearly so I can help you."

"Yes, yes. Thank you, Master Xu, for your care."

And the sweet potato next to him had already understood Xu Shan’s deep meaning.

The leader of the Qingcheng Sect presented the sect's protective formation and its treasures to Prince Ning's Mansion. Isn't that enough of a show of loyalty?

But the result?

You used this formation to surround and kill the Prince of Beiliang, but failed. In order to leave no evidence, you sent people to assassinate me, Yu Canghai.

If this matter gets out, the martial arts sects that have joined Prince Ning's Mansion will have to carefully consider whether it is worth it.

"Master Yu, I heard that this painting was sent by your old friend."

"What kind of friendship makes you open up without hesitation?"

While investigating the scene, Xu Shan asked.

"I usually like to pretend to be cultured. Everyone in the world knows this."

"Before, I helped Ning He of the Flying Tiger Gang. Although it didn't work, the Flying Tiger Gang, now leaderless, is openly and covertly trying to merge into the Qingcheng Sect. This way, they can secure a spot in the Shushan Wuhai."

"Their deputy gang leader has sent me calligraphy and paintings more than once. Nothing happened before, so I didn't take it too seriously this time."

"Ok?"

After Xu Shan finished speaking, Li Yuanfang added, "The Feiyu Gang's base has also been sealed off. Deputy Gang Leader Hongtai was murdered. No trace was left at the scene."

Hearing this, Xu Shan sneered and said, "That's interesting."

After muttering these words, Xu Shan first communicated with the spirits of these dead people separately.

From their perspective and senses, as soon as Yu Canghai unfolded the calligraphy and painting, a surging energy rushed towards them.

Immediately afterwards, the birds and beasts in the painting pounced towards Yu Canghai fiercely.

He was caught off guard and was ambushed. Fortunately, the dead men fought to protect him, and Li Yuanfang showed up in time, so he barely managed to save his life.

There are several details in the whole spiritual communication process that Xu Shan still remembers vividly!

When the painting was unfolded, the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were at a distance could smell the blood.

They seemed to have been killed by attacks from wild beasts, but the feeling in their dying moments was more like someone using Qi to cut their meridians from a distance.

Xu Shan came back to his senses from the spiritual communication and checked their bodies, and it was exactly as he had felt.

"The real cause of their death was having their meridians severed! It wasn't the beasts that you saw us mauling them to death."

Hearing Xu Shan's words, Hongshu explained, "According to my elders, the 'Fate Painter' uses paintings to kill people, but in essence, he still kills people by controlling their energy from a distance."

"Each painting is a small array mechanism. When unfolded, it triggers the mechanism."

"And the high-level life painters on the periphery control these formations and mechanisms to attack people from a distance."

After Hongshu finished speaking, Xu Shan nodded and said, "I understand. The other party is equivalent to being in the array, and this calligraphy and painting drawn into the array mechanism is like a transmission medium."

"The flying birds and ferocious beasts you see are merely illusions. What truly kills people is the energy generated by the painter through this medium and the destructive power of the formation mechanism itself."

"In other words, the fate painter still needs to cast spells and control everything from the outside."

"Yes." Sweet potato nodded heavily in response.

"Can you give me a rough range?"

"The closer the distance, the greater the damage caused by the transmitted Qi."

"Master Yu, after the sneak attack, he was only seriously injured and needs to attack again... From my observation, it is enough to stay outside the Qingcheng garrison."

After Hongshu finished speaking, Xu Shan ran out of the inner hall, jumped up, stood on the roof, and looked around.

"Ok?"

When his gaze stopped at a corner next to the tailor shop, he frowned slightly after seeing swarms of flies.

There are no butcher shops or garbage dumps around. How could this vacant lot attract so many flies?

'Uh-huh. '

After several jumps, Mr. Xu arrived directly at this open space.

At this moment, the Jinyiwei have surrounded the place.

After sniffing for a few times, Xu Shan discovered that this special smell of blood was exactly the same as what everyone smelled during the spiritual communication.

"Where is the tailor's shop owner?"

"Ah? Master Xu, I'm here. I'm a law-abiding person. No, no..."

"Don't be nervous, let me ask you something. Has anyone set up a stall at this location before?"

In Liuhe, as long as you don't affect road traffic, Xushan's new regulations allow people to set up stalls and make money.

"Have!"

"He's a fortune teller. He also writes letters for people!"

"But his ink is probably low-quality. It smells fishy and smells bad. We can smell it in the store."

"When did you leave?"

"It was, it was Lord Li, who sealed off this place. All the stalls that were set up here were removed."

"Are there any characteristics of appearance?"

"Ah? There's a scar at the corner of his eye, and the hand holding the pen is so skinny it's just skin and bones. The clothes he's wearing don't really fit him."

"By the way, his shoes are very unique. Unlike the decorations here, they are a bit similar to..."

"Western Regions."

"Yep!"

"Yuan Fang!"

"arrive."

"Did you hear everything?"

"Yes."

"Let the Sky-Exploding Gang and their spies look for him. If they find someone in the city who looks similar, don't act rashly. He's a ninth-grade destiny master."

"Report immediately."

"clear."

After it disappeared, Xu Shan sneered and muttered, "Damn it, as long as you leave any traces in Liuhe, I can find you."