After leaving Namtso Lake, everyone joined the evildoers. The distance between the two sides was obviously three hundred miles, but Xiaosha's tracking pace became slower and slower, and he was still unable to catch up with the evildoers' team. Every day, he arrived at Xiaosha When they could no longer hold on, everyone camped and rested, and set off at dawn the next day. It was not until three or four days later that the majestic Tanggula Mountain blocked the sky in front of everyone. Www、QuanBeN-XiaoShuo、CoM
Xiaosha finally stopped. After careful identification, he suddenly began to circle in circles, chasing a few steps to the left and jumping to the right, as if his central nervous system was disordered and he had lost the concept of direction.
The big pangolin broke through the ground and stared at him angrily: "What the hell!"
Xiaosha's face was full of astonishment, and he ignored Potu's rebuke. He ran around busy looking around for a long time before stopping. He raised his head with a surprised look on his face and stammered to his companions: "Let's go... let's go." ! The eight teams started from here... and divided into eight directions!"
After the evil team made a circle from Namtso, they went all the way to the northeast, until they reached the foot of Tanggula Mountain. Suddenly, like a blown glass bottle, it became torn into pieces and scattered in eight directions. .
Xiaosha didn't wait for the leader to ask questions before he explained: "We have made different marks on the leaders of each team. Now one evil group goes in the same direction, and they can't go wrong." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed in various directions. : "The Khmers go to the southwest, the Persians go to the northwest, the Surinamese..."
Master Rang Jiong frowned: "What about the guards of the town?" Strictly speaking, the people in the town are divided into nine groups, eight of which are cults who believe in Hydra from all over the world, and the largest group is He is an indigenous person in the town, a loyal and brave guard left by the plateau monk in the town.
Xiaosha shook his head: "Those Tibetans are too evil. I was afraid of being seen through by them, so I didn't dare to mark them. I couldn't tell their whereabouts." After saying that, he looked at his leader: "What should I do now?" ?”
Gu Xiaojun immediately ordered: "Look for the Persians and chase them down!" In the 'knockout', apart from the Chinese team, the most eye-catching and most powerful ones were the Persians and Indians, but the Indians were wiped out. Lao Gu chose the Persians almost without hesitation.
Xiao Sha immediately led everyone to the west and chased them all the way.
After chasing for a while. The pangolin broke through the ground and plunged into the ground. Follow the crowd and escape. The great lama also drove away from a distance. Hide your body and follow the team from the side. They are different from Wen Leyang and others. He only joined the team later. Therefore, we cannot meet evildoers or Tibetans. Although Xiaosha doesn't run slowly. But Wen Leyang was still anxious. This time the chase continued for thirty miles northwest. Only then did Xiaosha regain his footing.
There are towering mountains in front of you. In other directions, there are endless plateaus surrounding it. Not even a shadow of a ghost! It broke the ground and drilled its pointed head out of the ground. With an impatient look on his face: "Boy. Why did you stop!"
Feifei feels sorry for brother. He turned back to the pangolin and said angrily: "Of course he needs to take a break. Running like this day and night. No one can bear it!"
No matter how good Xiaosha’s physical condition is, Tracked for more than thirty miles in one breath. Now his face has turned pale. While gasping for breath, he shook his head vigorously: "It's not about stopping... it's... it's because the enemy's traces will disappear when they get here!"
The great lamadu turned around very quickly and joined the crowd. There was a muffled sound. He broke out of the ground and said, "It's gone? What do you mean? Those evildoers have wings and are flying?"
Xiao Sha tried to adjust her breathing evenly. The originally small eyes almost narrowed into a thin line: "If I could fly, I would have flown a long time ago. There is no need to wait until now!" He said. Wen Leyang took out the engineering shovel from the bag that Wen Leyang was responsible for carrying. Quickly dig it up from the ground. Lao Gu and Feifei looked at each other. They also picked up engineering shovels each. Wen Leyang quickly snatched the shovel from Fei Fei's hand. Follow Xiao Feidi's instructions. Start digging non-stop.
Potu is a typical mean-spirited person. When others ask him to do something, he will curse and look reluctant. But when others don't ask him for help, he feels uncomfortable. He hugs his arms and looks away for a while, with a look of disdain on his face. He snorted: "I am the ancestor of digging the ground, you all get out of my way!" He followed and refused to refuse, twisting his huge body and directly squeezing the few people working away, his two thick and powerful front paws quickly The digging, rear grabbing and tail transport the soil to the outside of the circle almost at the same time.
He relies on magic to escape from the ground, but digging the ground is a natural talent. As expected, it is different when he makes a move. In an area of about 20 square meters marked by the small sand, the big pangolin moves like the wind. It seems that the entire ground is covered The soil and gravel sank evenly, like tofu that had been cut with a knife. Not long after, the soil was broken and a pit more than ten meters deep was dug. Then he yelled at the people above: "Out!"
With a cry, a big Persian man with a naked upper body and a golden ring on his left arm suddenly jumped out of the pit. His eyes were full of deep sorrow and indignation, and he stared at everyone with split canthus!
Fei Fei was sticking his head out to look at the big pit, when suddenly a strong man with a gloomy face and covered in mud rushed up quietly. He screamed and fell backwards. Gunshots rang out almost at the same time. Lao Gu and Xiao Sha reacted strangely. Quick, draw your gun and shoot immediately.
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly but shouted into the pit: "Nonsense!"
The big man who jumped out didn't even scream in pain after being shot. His body was knocked backwards by the penetrating force of the bullet, and he fell down like a dead fish. It was only then that Lao Gu saw clearly that this man had been dead for a long time. Got it!
Potu laughed loudly in the deep pit. He was so naughty that he dug up the body and threw it up...
Under the large pit, there are more than a dozen corpses stacked up and down, all of them are Persian villains with golden hoops on their arms. Their heroic leader Wahid is also among them. The angular faces of all the Persians, They were all filled with heartfelt surprise and anger, and they all had deep cuts on their backs.
Although Wen Leyang and others were mentally prepared when digging the hole, after seeing the corpse, they still gasped with surprise. Potu and Wen Leyang took over to transport the corpses one by one and arrange them. With the assistance of Gu Xiaojun, Xiao Sha quickly inspected the corpse while muttering to several others: "The corpse spots are solidified and do not fade away, the cornea is obviously turbid but the pupils are visible, rigor mortis... has also begun to ease, and the upper body is relieved. These things It takes about a day to a day and a half for a person to die!”
After saying that, he started to check the wounds on the corpses, and then Xiaosha was shocked to find that every corpse had lost its heart! Judging from the shapes of the people before their death and the traces of blood splattering on their wounds, these Persian villains were controlled while they were still alive, and their hearts were then gouged out alive!
"The method of cutting out the heart is different from what I know. They did it from behind..." After Xiaosha checked the body, his small eyes were squinted under his frown.
Apart from the corpse in the pit, there were no other clues left around, neither footprints nor signs of fighting.
Lao Gu nodded and gave the order directly without any nonsense: "Change the direction and find the other teams of evildoers!"
Six hours later, Xiaosha found the Khmer disappeared
, under the encouraging eyes of everyone, the big pangolin dug up proudly~ Like the Persians, more than ten Khmers, who were dark and thin but capable and sturdy, were all killed and buried in the deep pit, but they Without their hearts being gouged out, their death conditions were even more cruel: the dozen or so corpses were as soft as if the quilt cover had been broken, and all the bones had been pulled out of the body using incredible methods, even the heads were no exception.
Only a long wound was left on the back along the spine!
Wen Leyang began to clench his teeth.
Xiao Shaze kept running and led everyone to look for other groups of evildoers.
In the third corpse pit, there is a team of Indians buried. Their brown-red skin has turned into an extremely pale white, their bodies are shriveled and stiff, and the fatal wound is on the carotid artery. Their blood has been drained, but in There was not even a drop of blood in the soil in and around the corpse pit. The Tibetans took away not a drop of their blood.
The fourth corpse pit was that of Surinamese. Their cause of death was similar to that of Persians, but instead of their hearts, their livers were removed alive.
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Digging pits and checking corpses will not waste too much time, but the most terrible thing is that the eight teams are scattered in different directions, and Xiao Sha's "step by step secret" can only return after finding a corpse pit. Go to the place where the evil gangs dispersed, then select the traces of another evil gang and continue tracking them.
Not to mention ordinary people like Xiao Sha and Fei Fei, even great masters on the path of cultivation like Wen Leyang and Rang Jiong still feel physically exhausted after running around day and night. Whether they were tracking evildoers to find corpse pits or examining corpses, the speed slowed down significantly. The group was busy until noon on the third day before they found seven evildoers. These people all died and were buried in deep pits.
He yelled in a rustic manner: "These Tibetans want to kill people, not to mention killing them all together, they have to be divided into eight directions!"
So far, all those who have died are evildoers, not a single Tibetan.
Even if you don't like to use your brain, you can guess that the murderer is the aborigine of the town.
The corpse pits were killed and buried in different places according to the distribution of the area where the evildoers were located, with distances ranging from far to near. Fei Fei looked sluggish, biting his lip and said, "It's a ceremony, but we can't understand it yet."
After saying that, Fei Fei opened the notebook he carried with him and first passed on a soil sample of the distribution of corpse pits to everyone, and said with a smile: "You can see it if there is a plastic version of the world map pressed on it. , the center where the teams dispersed, and the corpse pits where each team was buried were scaled down in terms of direction and distance based on their original area and the location of the northeastern Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Although there are some errors, they are all the same. Too far! These guardians of 'purity' are good at world geography."
As she said this, Fei Fei roughly drew a map of the world in addition to the 'distribution map of corpse pits' that she had drawn. The outlines of all the continents and oceans were pretty much the same. Wen Leyang took it over and took a look, and it was exactly as she said. Like this: If the earth is spread out and restored to a large map of nearly 100 kilometers, and the places where the evildoers are scattered are used as the coordinates of the foot of Tanggula Mountain, then the corpse pits where each evildoer is buried will be on this large world map. Above is the original location of the corresponding evildoer.
The corpse pits of Persian evildoers are located in ancient Persia on the map; the corpse pits of Khmer evildoers are located in Cambodia on the map; the corpse pits of Indian evildoers are located on the North American grasslands on the map...
Fei Fei is an ice-smart girl. After finding the third corpse pit, she has already noticed something fishy in it, so she pointed at Xiao Sha and ordered the locations of the ancestral homes of these evil disciples in order of nearest and then far. Let's choose a team to choose a target to track. We have dug seven holes now, and we are only the furthest away from the African brothers.
The big pangolin also took Fei Fei's book and read it for a while, and then his face was full of confusion: "I didn't know it at first, but later I heard that the earth is round, but what you drew... is flat, and it has a ** Like?"
Fei Fei ignored him, snatched the book back, flipped through a few pages, and continued to read the 'autopsy report' she compiled to everyone. Seven of the eight evil groups had been found, including:
The Persians had their hearts gouged out;
Surinamese had their livers ripped out;
The ancient Canaanites had their spleens removed;
Aboriginal Australians had their lungs removed;
The Khmer evildoers were stripped of all their bones by the Tibetans, and not even their teeth were left;
All the blood of the Indians was drained;
Those Gothic villains in Europe died in the most brutal ways. They didn’t even have corpses, but a pile of heads, bones, flesh and blood mixed together. It was impossible to tell how many people they were, just such a bloody pile. Buried in a pit, even if all the forensic doctors and funeral parlor plastic surgeons from all over the world were summoned, there would be no way to restore them.
The seven teams had different deaths, and the time of death was almost the same except for the Gothic survivors who couldn't tell.
After Fei Fei finished explaining the evildoer's death, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Gu Xiaojun was a well-informed old fox, but anyone who was suddenly faced with such a complicated and bizarre cause of death would not be able to figure it out for a while. Can't even make unfounded inferences.
After a long while, Wen Leyang slowly spoke: "Let's not ignore the Goths who were smashed into flesh, and the other six people in the corpse pit, whose hearts and lungs were taken away by the evil cultivator's men. Although they don't understand these materials, The specific purpose is, but it must be some evil spell that the evil cultivator wants to perform, and this evil spell must be closely related to Hydra."
Rang Jiong was extremely proficient in the magical powers of Tantric Buddhism and knew a lot about the Taoism of various sects in the Central Plains. However, he had no idea what kind of magic it was. After thinking hard for a long time, he finally gave up with a sigh: "I can't figure it out. Unexpected! But the lama can be sure of one thing, those black villains will have their kidneys ripped out."
Several other people nodded. Among the teams that were already on the scene, all the internal organs were removed, and the last kidneys were still among the evildoers. Now it seems that the kidneys of the black brothers may not be saved.
While everyone was thinking about it with wry smiles on their faces, Gu Xiaojun suddenly took a deep breath and reminded his companions loudly: "We will think about it carefully after we see the African corpses!"
Although Gu Xiaojun is an ordinary person, he has more experience in solving crimes than Wen Leyang and others combined. It is often the last clue that overturns all the previous reasoning. Starting to infer in advance will easily make the mind enter an inertial mode, and the search will be difficult to find. There is no benefit to the truth, so he reminded me.
Xiaosha's face was pale. He had the heaviest task in the past few days. He had to follow eight routes repeatedly. The nearest corpse pit was twenty or thirty miles away from the center. He was really exhausted. At this moment, he was barely keeping his spirits up and observing. The others no longer thought hard about the traces on the ground and followed Xiao Sha silently.
Fei Fei looked at his brother's tired look, his distressed lips turned white, and he walked quickly to Wen Leyang and asked in a low voice: "Do you, the Wen family, have any prescriptions or medicines that can quickly restore your mental and physical strength?"
Wen Leyang frowned and shook his head: "Yes, there are, but those things are too overbearing. For people who have never practiced poison skills, they are just drinking poison to quench their thirst. Giving it to him now will hurt his heart and kidneys."
Xiaosha was startled and immediately shook his head vigorously. He would not do anything to hurt his kidneys...
It wasn't until it was getting late that Xiaosha sat down on the ground, pointed at a distance of about three meters in front of him, looked at the big pangolin with difficulty, and said: Dig! Then he lay down, and within a few seconds he started snoring.
Fei Fei hurriedly took out his sleeping bag and asked Wen Leyang to help him stuff it in. The big pangolin knew that this was the last corpse pit. The fog of the evildoer's tragic death had become the thickest and thickest here, so it started digging without saying a word. earth.
More than ten meters above the ground, more than a dozen black-skinned corpses were piled up in random directions. As before, they broke the ground and threw the corpses upwards. Wen Leyang stood on the edge of the pit to catch them. Lao Gu had already put on his white gloves and was ready to take over. Sha Lai performs autopsy.
Wen Leyang has studied at home since he was a child, and has been in the world a lot in the past few years. Although he doesn't want Gu Xiaosha and others to have a systematic scientific theoretical basis, they can still judge the approximate cause of death once they get the corpse. The corpse of a black man frowned when he saw it. The skin was dark and purple. It seemed that they had suffocated to death, and there were no scars on the back left by the removal of internal organs.
Moreover, the black man looked like something was wrong to Wen Leyang, but he couldn't figure out what was different for a moment. The body was thrown up so quickly that Wen Leyang didn't have time to think about it, so he turned around and put the body at Lao Gu's feet.
Several corpses were thrown up one after another. These evil criminals from Africa were all naked and had no fatal wounds at all. Their skin color was purple and their eyelids were gray. It was obvious at a glance that they all died of suffocation.
And Wen Leyang finally realized something was wrong with the body.
At this moment, the body of African leader Batista Tunte was thrown up from the ground.
Wen Leyang's heart was slightly suffocated, and he was about to reach out to catch him. Unexpectedly, Tu Tatunte, who had no trace of life left, suddenly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes revealed the cruelty and cunning of a wolf, with a vigorous and tenacious spirit. Vitality suddenly burst out of his skinny bamboo pole-like body, and his hands were like electricity and he fiercely grabbed Wen Leyang's throat!
In a hurry, Wen Leyang couldn't tell whether he was alive or a fake corpse, but he really didn't want to hit him. Although Tutatunte's blow was fast and sudden, in Wen Leyang's opinion, it was still slow enough.
Wen Leyang just stepped back slightly. Tuta Tunte's blow missed, and he seemed to recognize who the person in front of him was. His movements to prepare for another attack slowed down, and he yelled one word in a hoarse voice: "Yang?" Before he could finish his words, there was a loud bang, and the corpse that was breaking through the ground and running up hit him and fell hard to the ground.
Only then did Potu laugh and jump up, winking at Wen Leyang: "Didn't I scare you kid?"
The pangolin mythical beast is the ancestor who pretended to be dead. Tutatunte's little tricks could not hide it from him. However, the monster had a naughty temper, so he exposed it and threw it up.
Gu Xiaojun stomped his feet angrily. Fortunately, the black brothers moved early. If Wen Leyang had waited for Wen Leyang to throw him to Lao Gu as a corpse before taking action, twenty Lao Gu would have had their throats ripped out by now...
After Tutatunte finally recognized that most of these people were his old acquaintances, he let out a long breath, and then his body softened and fell heavily to the ground. Among the dozen or so evil disciples from Africa, he was the only one. Survived.
Under the protection of the big pangolin, Fei Fei gestured and talked with the black leader and went to the side to get a confession.
Wen Leyang and others gathered around the corpses of the dead black people, looking at each other with puzzled faces. These black people were not disemboweled, but were directly imprisoned and buried alive by magic. The only thing that was more suspicious was that Wen Leyang was there. When we first received the corpses, we discovered something was wrong: these black people had their heads, eyebrows, and even hair removed by Tibetans, and their bodies were so smooth that it made people feel goosebumps when they touched them.
Lao Gu took Fei Fei's notepad and reconnected the situations found in the eight corpse pits. Then he led everyone to sit on the floor and formally held the first case analysis meeting.
Seven of the five internal organs, including spleen, lungs, heart, liver, and hair, were taken away from each of the eight evil disciples. In addition, the Gothic evil disciples were simply smashed into meat paste, and there was nothing missing that could be seen.
The lama was the first to speak: "As far as I know, no matter what the magic technique is, whether it only seeks one viscera, or all five viscera, there is absolutely no reason to get four out of five."
Lao Gu suddenly laughed, with an indescribable weirdness in his smile. He shook his head and said to the big lama: "Master, you came to the town later, so you have always regarded yourself as someone who is chasing evil cultivators. In fact, we are still There is another identity... Our 'Nine Songs Sect', in the eyes of the Tibetan immigrants, is also a group of evil disciples who believe in Hydra!"
Wen Leyang groaned and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to support his lower back: "You mean...the evildoers haven't finished their work yet, and our kidneys have also been included?"
Master Jean Jiong narrowed his eyes and slowly shook his head after pondering for a moment: "This doesn't make sense. If the evil cultivator wants our kidney...your kidney, he won't just walk away like this. He should at least wait for you to go on the road together. "
Gu Xiaojun waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just an inference method. It's easier to draw conclusions by filling in the missing clues. Let's put our..." As he said that, Lao Gu looked at the big lama kindly and emphasized his tone. : "Ours, our kidneys are included."
But one of the five internal organs could not do anything. Now Lao Gu generously added his own kidney: "What can the five internal organs, bone, blood, and hair, plus meat fillings, do? Or what does it mean?" Lao Gu said while Frowning and calculating, he repeated the main premise: "Everything the evil cultivators did was related to the nine-headed monster Liu Xiang. In the end, nine teams of evil disciples were left. Each team probably corresponded to Liu Xiang. A head of Xiang..."
When he said this, Wen Leyang suddenly took a long breath and said in a deep voice: "I probably understand a little bit!"
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Recommend a new book, now recommended in Sanjiang,
Two Snakes' works: "Yin"
It's a very interesting story. As soon as Pig's Foot traveled through time, he faced being beheaded...
It is recommended that brothers and sisters go and take a look when they have time_
The following is the brief introduction of the two snakes themselves:
Who says being useless is an otaku
Xiao Zhi relied on his sharp tongue (even though he only had thousands of books in his belly (even though they were just novels)) to watch beauties at night and give advice to princes and generals.
From a death row prisoner to a popular storyteller, bookseller, wealthy king, great sage...
Those who hated him said that he was a worm in the country. Xiao Zhi laughed and scolded him, "No, I'm just a bookworm at best."
Those who loved him said that he was amazingly talented and beautiful. Xiao Zhi looked up at him from the upper left forty-five degrees and sighed, "Actually, I'm just a bookworm."
Little bookworm goes back to ancient times, can you resist the charm of novels
ps: Disclaimer: The Yin Dynasty in this book is a completely fictitious dynasty and is not the Yin and Shang era in ancient China. Please don’t get it wrong. Thank you! (QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)