Chapter 66

"No matter who killed ah Yu, he's dead!"

In a gloomy hall, a dignified middle-aged man said in a deep voice as if announcing that he was he Yi'an, he Zhenyu's cousin and the chairman of Zhenxing group. When he heard that his cousin had been killed, he Yi'an immediately transferred his body to the underground Hall of his company building, at the same time, he transferred the person concerned with this incident All the members of the party were called together.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Geng Zhuang, Liu Zhenlong and other people from Zhenwu guild hall, as well as the person in charge of Zhenxing security company, are all gathered here. These people are the most loyal subordinates of he Yi'an. As a brother and best friend who fought abroad in those years, Jin Fugui is also in the crowd. However, apart from his sadness, he looks pale. He doubts whether he Zhenyu's death has something to do with him ？

Did that kid do it? Jin Fugui suddenly has an idea in his heart. If it's true, he will make a big deal. As the person who directly encourages he Zhenyu to have a dirty affair with the song of Chu, if he Zhenyu is really killed by the song of Chu, it's hard to guarantee that he Yian won't be angry with him.

It's impossible. That boy is just an ordinary man. Even if he's lucky enough to kill three of he Zhenyu's men, it doesn't mean that he can break into Zhenwu guild hall and kill he Zhenyu. He can still walk away.

Several people in the Zhenwu guild hall over there have already talked about it. As they finished talking about it, Jin Fugui felt relieved. It seems that it really has nothing to do with him. The murderer is an old man, who can't fight with the eight pole Chu song. Then he became curious. The old man's description sounds really mysterious Murong Xiaotian? This name is a bit domineering.

The rest of the people have incredible faces, too. Obviously, the story is a bit bizarre.

"Well, it's OK here, so my brother was killed by a Wulin expert named Murong Xiaotian?" That He Yi an also some disbelief of ask a way.

However, the reaction of he Zhenyu's subordinates and their different words did not seem to be true, which made him feel absurd.

He Yi'an looks at the table not far in front of him. It's an autopsy table. It's he Zhenyu lying on the table. His body has been cleaned up. Several people in white coats are putting away the tools for autopsy one by one.

"Boss, according to our examination, the time of death should be around 3pm. The cause of death is a fatal knife wound in the back of the heart, which should be quickly fatal in a few seconds. The wound on the outside of the body was burned by the fire, so there was no massive bleeding and blood stasis in the body. It seemed that the body had been shaken violently after death .

No way! The coroner's words caused a burst of exclamation from Liu Zhenlong and others.

He Yi An's face sinks, "Why say impossible?"

"The old man came out of the secret room at 3:20, when the old man could go."

"Yes, yes. At that time, the boss was still alive and could say hello. At six o'clock in the evening, when we opened the door again, we found that the boss was dead, and no one had entered the secret room during that time."

"So this is mostly done by the old man named Murong Xiaotian, but how did he do it?"

Cough, a burst of cough suddenly sounded behind him, then he Yi'an seemed suddenly aware of something, quickly turned around, very politely asked, "Mr. Huang, do you have any clues?"

Everyone looked at the man who coughed. He was a thin old man in a black robe. He looked very old, as if he could smell a stale smell from a long distance. However, in fact, the old man had no smell, even the smell of ordinary people.

And the old man's face is also quite strange, pale, as if the sun had not been seen for a long time.

However, no one dares to be disrespectful to the old man. Although he doesn't know all the inside information, even he Yi'an, the leading elder brother, is so polite that he is obviously not an ordinary person.

The old man, surnamed Huang, came to the body and brushed it gently with his hand. There was a look of surprise on his face.

"If what I expected was right, Mr. He did die at three o'clock, but after his death, he was killed by the corpse driving technique."

"Corpse driving?" He Yi'an can't help but ask.

"Yes, it's the technique of driving corpses. It's passed down in Western Hunan. It's the only secret technique of driving corpses. This technique can make dead corpses come back to life, can walk, and can even be used in battle. Ancient corpse driving magicians can even refine corpse generals and even be powerful in battle. However, with the popularity of firearms, the technique of driving corpses by corpse driving magicians has come to modern society It's useless. It's just that you can pretend to be a God or a ghost. Therefore, the technique of driving corpses has almost been lost, and the sect of driving corpses has long been in decline. Most of this mysterious old man learned the technique of driving corpses from somewhere and used it to hide things from the world. "

"So it is," they suddenly realized, but he Yi'an's face was gloomy. "This man is good at martial arts and proficient in magic. In this way, can't my brother get revenge?"But Huang Gongjin said, "don't worry, Mr. He. The corpse driving skill is a kind of micro magic, which is used to scare people. As for the old man's excellent martial arts? Ha ha, but I don't think it's in my eyes. Let's wait for me to use the technique of controlling ghosts to find the murderer and help Mr. He's younger brother get revenge. "

That He Yi An listened to immediately on the face a joy, but then again show worried look: "don't know whether will affect our next big plan?"

"Don't worry, just an ordinary person, just send a ghost envoy to kill him, I just need an object that the murderer once used."

The men looked at each other and quickly took a teacup and a wooden sword. "This is the teacup Murong Xiaotian used. This is the wooden sword he used in the martial arts competition. I don't know if it works?"

Huang Gongjin frowned, "is it just used temporarily? Well, I'm afraid it'll be a little bit of trouble, but it's OK. "

As he said this, he reached into his arms and took out a fist sized jade. In the stone, a vague figure could be seen. There was a charm on the stone. Huang Gongjin took off the charm, and the figure in the stone suddenly disappeared. Then suddenly a dark wind hung in the room, and everyone shivered.

My heart says that it's really evil. There are no doors and windows in this room. How can it be windy? Is there really a ghost?

A few people who don't know much about the matter are already beating their drums.

"Don't be afraid. I've sent out my ghost emissary. I'll find the man soon. Mr. He just waits for my good news." With that, Huang Gongjin took a seat and closed his eyes.

He Yi'an listened and nodded slightly, then everyone looked different and waited.

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