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After the coroner scraped off a special layer of human skin from the corpse's arm, some strange colored patterns gradually appeared and became clearer and clearer to everyone. The pattern was similar to a willow dart, or even a diamond. However, because the knife had scraped off the outer layer of the special human skin, the pattern became somewhat blurry.

"I can't see it clearly." Nangong Zui's eyes turned cold, "Let's see if the other corpses have more!"

"Yes sir!" This time, the coroner did not take out a skinning knife. Instead, he took out a small porcelain bottle from the box. "Since you know there are traces, you can only remove the skin." He smeared the potion on the dead body's arm. After a while, a piece of dead skin slowly fell off.

This time, the lines on the corpse's body were especially clear.

"Master, what is this imprint?" Xun Feng immediately asked, "I have never seen this before, what say you?"

Nangong Zui slowly stood up, a layer of frost that could not be removed from his brows. Nangong Zui did not say anything, he only took a glance at the corpses, and sighed with a serious look on his face, "Go and check, and see if all the corpses have such imprints on them."

Xun Feng bowed, and the coroner began to investigate the corpses one by one. Without exception, all the corpses had the same imprint on them. It was like a rhombus with a black Manjusaka painted on the inside. This was the Flower of Death, symbolizing death!

"Milord, why is that?" Xun Feng did not understand.

Jing Zhao Fu Yin was also baffled, "What exactly is this imprint? Is it related to the identity of these people? "

"What did the coroner say?" Nangong Zui did not let down his doubts, and only asked indifferently.

The coroner continued, "The victim died from a stab wound at the neck, and these people should all be practitioners. Judging from the calluses on their palms, they had been practicing martial arts for quite some time. These people are covered in injuries, and their sizes varied, but they are clearly in a fatal position. It's very likely that these people are Death Soldiers that have been specially trained by someone! "

The moment he heard the word Death Soldier, not to mention the Prefecture Overseer, even Xun Feng was stunned.

"Death warrior?" Xun Feng naturally thought of the Emperor's assassination. One had to know that on the day of the Lantern Festival, those assassins that tried to assassinate the Emperor could very well be deathsworn. That was why they had dug up these corpses, and it was very easy for people to associate them with each other …

"It's not just Death Soldiers!" Nangong Zui started walking.

"Master, where are you going?" Xun Feng quickly followed.

Nangong Zui did not say much as he needed to confirm one thing with Jing Hong. However, he couldn't go to Drunken Flower Red personally, and Xun Feng couldn't go either. He could only let Cui go, since those old fogeys' mouths were really big, if he told them to go look for Jing Hong, they would probably start pushing the bridal sedan tomorrow.

Cui tilted his head and looked at Xun Feng, then stared at his master, "Master, are you thinking about that girl? "Milord, do you want to …"

"Only you know about it, Xun Feng knows!" Nangong Zui pointed at Xun Feng, "But if there is a fourth person who knows, you and Xun Feng should forget about being together for your entire life, understand?"

Xun Feng was startled, "Master?"

Cui ran, "Go now!"

"My lord!" Xun Feng panicked, "Master, how can you use this lowly position as a pretense? Isn't that a lie? "

"In advance, I helped you test Cui's intentions. What else is there that you're not satisfied with?" Nangong Zui gouged him out, "Xun Feng, you are a fortunate boy. I will help you raise your future wife, aren't you grateful to me?"

Xun Feng opened his eyes wide, "Master, I dare not say that, after all, men are not married yet, so you will ruin Cui's reputation and integrity."

"Bastard! I'll grant you your wish!" Nangong Zui strode into the main courtyard and waited.

When Cui came to look for Jing Hong, Jing Hong was stroking his sleeves and sniffing the rouge that had just been concocted, "The fragrance is just right, it's just that the color is a little off, let's try adjusting the color."

Siyun was stunned, "Miss, someone from Nangong Mansion has arrived."

Cui hastily saluted, "Lady!" After calling out to the young lady, Cui started to size up the person in front of him. Cui opened his mouth wide, looking at the beautiful lady in front of him, Cui secretly broke out in a cold sweat for his master, such a beautiful lady, was afraid that his master would not be able to keep his temper! Besides, wouldn't he be unable to bear the sight of such a beautiful lady in front of him?

"Nangong Zui sent you to find me?" Jing Hong handed the brocade box in his hand to Siyun before casually taking the muslin in his hand. "Let's go!" Nangong Zui would not look for her for no reason, so something big must have happened.

Cui was startled, this girl was not only good-looking, she also had a lot of eyes and soul, she could probably compete with an adult. There weren't many girls like this in the world. If he met one, he would have to deal with one, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste?

"Why aren't you leaving?" Siyun's shout brought Cui back to reality, and only then did he realise that Jing Hong had already walked far away.

"Miss!" Cui quickly chased after him.

To Nangong Zui, Jing Hong could be said to be familiar with the way. Furthermore, Cui realized that there was a problem, why did this girl not follow the usual route after entering Nangong Mansion? He had jumped into the house from the back door, a big girl who flipped over the Nangong Mansion's wall?

Cui stood under the wall and measured her height against the wall. It was impossible for her to jump over. However, the crux of the matter was, how could the young lady hide from the old ladies and the stewards when she entered the residence?

A veil covered's face and he appeared in front of him. Nangong Zui was lying on a rock with his legs crossed, leisurely bathing in the sunlight. When Jing Hong walked in front of him, his figure landed on top of Nangong Zui's head, "You sure are carefree, to let me run all the way here." With that, Jing Hong sat down beside Nangong Zui, looking at the unreliable man.

This man had always been meticulous about his work, but he had never taken life seriously.

Nangong Zui took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve and casually handed it to Jing Hong.

"What is it?" Jing Hong didn't understand. When he opened it, he was slightly startled. "Where did you get this thing?"

"Who cares where I got it from. You only need to tell me if you recognize this thing or not!" Nangong Zui stretched and sat up, then looked at Jing Rong in thought: "A group of corpses were dug out by the river. There are a total of eight of them, and on each corpse there is a mark like that. On your arm, use the dead skin to stick, so you won't be able to tell at all! "

Jing Hong held onto the white paper silently, Nangong Zui looked at her, and understood.

"Speak!" Nangong Zui said, "I just so happened to confirm my conjecture."

"This is the symbol of the Six Thousand Gate, Gui Yuan Sect." Xia Hong sighed, "Previously, Palace Lord sent me to investigate the Six Yin Sect. I didn't expect you to have such news on us. I wonder if this is good news or bad news! "

Nangong Zui stood up, "What did you say? Sixers? The Gui Yuan Villa from many years ago? "

"So you actually know about the matter of the Gui Yuan Villa!" He looked at Nangong Zui thoughtfully, "The thing that you told me to investigate the last time, I believe this time, I have obtained the confirmation."

"You just said that the Demon Palace's Palace Lord is also investigating the matter of the Six Nations Sect?" Nangong Zui frowned, "She also suspects that the Six Yin Gate is behind this?"

"How could we possibly guess the thoughts of the Palace Lord clearly? However, if you have the help of Four-direction Sect, I believe you guys will be able to investigate more thoroughly. " Jing Hong slowly walked in the courtyard and stood with his hands behind his back, "Nangong Zui, you don't have anything else to say? You called me here to ask about this? "

"Then what do you want me to say?" Nangong Zui untied the wine gourd at his waist and drank a mouthful of wine, his mind becoming much clearer. He pondered over why the Six Wan Gate had disappeared and why it had appeared now. Who in the world was the man behind the Six Nations Gate? If it really was the Six Nines Sect who attempted to assassinate the emperor, then was the person behind this related to the imperial government?

Qi Yunshan? Ke Bozhao? Or Dongfang Weiming?

Although Nangong Zui had heard of the matters of the martial arts world, he was not as knowledgeable as the others. They all recognized him, and if they were to ask about information, they would definitely do so much faster than they would with Four-direction Sect.

"Since you have nothing to say, then I'll go back first. There are still plenty of things for me to do in Drunken Flower Red!" Jing Hong walked out.

"Hey!" Nangong Zui shouted.

"Don't I have a name?"

"Heh …" Miss Jinghong! " Nangong Zui's smile was not on his face, "Can I ask for your advice on this matter with the Six Yin Sect..."

"Is this the attitude of a teacher?" "Nangong Zui, do you think we can get people from the Demon Palace to move so easily? Even though you saved my life, I am also not a good person. It is impossible for me to know how to repay favors, at most, I will not repay favors with hatred! "Alright, I'm going back!"

"Can I buy you a drink?" Nangong Zui asked, "The pear blossom wine bestowed by the Emperor is not something an ordinary person can drink!"

Jing Hong knew that this drunkard's favorite thing was wine. Letting him treat people to wine, and it was even a fine wine bestowed by the emperor, would probably be no different from taking out his heart and liver. Thinking about it, this was also a step back for him. Forget it!

"Alright!" Jing Hong responded as he followed Nangong Zui into the side hall.

Cui carried the Pear Blossom Wine and entered the door. He glanced at his master, and spittle flew out as he asked, "Master, where are you digging out my heart?"

"Cut the crap, hand it over!" Nangong Zui sighed, holding onto the wine jar with a mournful expression.

"It's like your parents are dead. If you can't bear to leave, then don't pretend to be generous. I'll just leave!" Jing Hong was about to leave again.

"Come on, come on, don't be so cheap and still act good!" Nangong Zui glanced at Cui, and Cui slipped away like a wisp of smoke. Only Nangong Zui and Jing Hong were left facing each other in the side hall. Nangong Zui carefully poured the wine and the pear blossom fragrance instantly spread everywhere.

Jing Hong feigned to sniff the wine, "It smells good, it's really good wine."

"Nonsense, this is something taken out by the palace. I heard that there are only a few jars in the world, it's your fortune to be able to drink a bit." He himself was also reluctant to drink this wine, at most he could only taste it twice. Seeing Jing Hong finish the cup of wine in one gulp, he held the cup in his hand and couldn't bring himself to drink.

Jing Hong laughed. "Wine, this sort of thing, depends on the mood of the person drinking it. The crux of the matter was who to drink with. My good fortune is not to taste the good wine, but to drink with the Master Nangong! "

"You really know how to talk!" Nangong Zui drank lightly.

"The master of the Six Thousand Sect's Gui Yuan Villa is called Song Dingfeng." He seemed to be recalling something, "This person's martial arts are extremely high, moreover …"