The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Looking around the casino, the lights are like weaving and the red is scattered. Every face is reflected greedily, but some excitement, some excitement, some loss, some pain, dice The sound of Pai Gow, the sound of horse hanging, the sound is in the ear, no different from before.

This made Meng Qi as if dream a dream. The dream arrived to be assassinated, but he woke up without a trace and was still in the casino.

The ability of the assassin to hide the breath and conceal the killing intent is the only thing Meng Qi has seen in his life. When he does not make a move, it is no different from the ordinary person, and no difference in the true sense.

“I was discovered by Qiu Fei, and deliberately led me to a crowded place like a casino to assassinate me?”

“Can his Half-Step Exterior Scenery take me to the city There is no one else to do it personally, is it more sure?”

“Or is it someone he wants to meet, who specializes in the Sect Assassin to help find and clear the stalker?”

Meng Qi’s mind The idea of each and every one emerged inside, the right hand gripped the handle of the knife, and slowly passed the crowds, arriving at the entrance of the private room.

The place has been cleaned up a lot, the courtyard is full, and it is integrated into one, which is convenient for people with identity to have fun. Meng Qi has lost the trace of Qiu Fei, and can’t inquire in every private room. It is easy to provoke The person to provoke had to hide at the entrance of the elegant courtyard, waiting for the croupier and maid to come out, and use the Great Illusory Shadow Technique mixed with a little “Changing the Heaven and Striking the Earth Law” to inquire.

“I haven’t seen this person…”

“The private room I am responsible for…”

“No new guests came in just now…”

The answer of each and every one made Meng Qi puzzled. He clearly watched Qiu Fei walk towards the room. Where did he go?

After searching for a while, Meng Qi finally determined that he was lost, and his heart was more inclined to the assassins purpose to obstruct or get rid of the people who followed Qiu Fei.

“But it wouldn’t be enough to use such a strong assassin to do chores…” With such doubts, Meng Qi left the Tianzi No.1 Casino and returned to the arrived rental compound.

Because of the incident of the assassin just now, he mentally manifested himself and opened the door carefully to prevent an ambush and assassination.

The courtyard door opened with a creak, but Meng Qi’s pupils shrank sharply.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a thing that I didn’t have before I left.

This is a coffin!

This is a dark coffin!

The dim moonlight shed, flowing over the black coffin, bringing up endless gloom.

Someone gave me a coffin…Meng Qi both shocked and angry, “Wound of Heaven” came out of the sheath directly, alternating footsteps, and slowly approached the coffin.

He suppressed the emotions in his heart and reflected the surrounding scenes. There is no life in the coffin, no sense of flesh and blood, unlike someone lying in ambush.

One pick of Wound of Heaven, the lid of the coffin fell to the side, empty inside, and a small wooden sculpture lay.

It is carved into a human shape, slapped in size, and its face is full of pain. A piece of paper is attached to the lower lip, covering the body.

There are four words written on the note:

“Crazy Blade Su Meng.”

What kind of guy is dressing up as God, playing the devil? Meng Qi was not frightened, coldly snorted, is this a book of death, or is it an act of deliberately disturbing his mood?

He believes that if Qing Yu does this, the method will not be used like this, because poking out will only ruin the reputation of Profound Heaven Sect. How can Celestial Emperor Dao Lineage fly?

So, I was targeted by others?

Who is it and which force did it?

What do you want to achieve?

Meng Qi is not a good gentleman who was bullied and made a fortune. After carefully searching the yard and finding no clues, he put away the wood carvings and paper strips, and dong dong dong knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

After a while, the neighbor next door walked out wearing his coat, sleepy eyes and yawning, through the gap in the door, stick one’s head around to look for outside, to prevent the robber from swindling the door.

“Lao Zhang, I have something to ask about.” Meng Qi blunt said. He had already lifted the changes in 72 Transformations Mysterious Art and cleaned his face.

The old man was startled at first, then opened the door, and asked, half curious and half worried: “Young Master Su, are you asking about the coffin in the courtyard?”

“That’s right.” Meng Qi nodded in reply.

The old man moaned his lips: “Young Master Su, soon after you left, someone gave you a coffin, because you were not at home, so I asked Lao Ye to open the door and said it was yourself. I bought it. Lao Ye thought you were going to challenge a certain expert and prepared a coffin for yourself to cut off the way, so he opened the door to let them in.”

Lao Ye is the landlord.

“Do you know who sent it?” Meng Qi frowned.

This neighbor shook the head: “They are two unfamiliar people. They look like coffin shop guys, but they are definitely not nearby.”

Coffin shop… this should be Is it entrusted by others? Meng Qi is confident in his mental skills. As long as he finds the coffin shop, he can ask his buddies and shopkeepers about the appearance of the person who bought the coffin.

“What’s so special about their appearance?” Meng Qi asked.

The neighbor thought carefully, and suddenly “Ah” said: “One of the guys has a mole on the corner of his mouth, which is very conspicuous.”

A few more questions, Meng Qi sincerely thanked him, turned and left the door, thinking about the countermeasures.

“Maoling is not a curfew when carrying the coffin in the middle of the night. Many drunks and gamblers return at night, plus the guards. Many people should see it!” Meng Qi decided to investigate immediately.

Forgetting the time, Meng Qi decided to find the group of guards in the vicinity first.

It didn’t take much twists and turns, he asked other guards to find the arrived target.

“I remember the coffin very clearly, who was not afraid to see the coffin most of the night?” Looking back, the old guard was still a little trembling, even though he was far away, he was deeply impressed , I thought there was a corpse.

Meng Qi is happy, there is a clue!

“Lao Zhang, can you see them coming from which street? Which coffin shop do you recognize them?” He suppressed his joy.

The other dresser thought about his memories, and said in an uncertain tone: “I came from North Street, there seems to be only a coffin shop nearby.”

Meng Qi Spirit After a shake, he asked about the specific location of the coffin shop, and rushed away at night.

Pedestrians are sparse, the night is heavy, the door of the coffin shop is closed, hidden in the darkness.

Meng Qi didn’t delay, so he jumped over the wall and fell into the hospital, planning to “inquire” one after another.

Suddenly, he smelled a blood-reeking qi from the tip of his nose, his heart tightened, and following the smell, he walked to the back door of the shop.

The door was not closed, half hidden, and Meng Qi pushed it gently, and it fell to the wall.

Step in carefully, the first thing that catches your eyes is a mouthful of black coffins, they are neatly placed there, weird and eerie.

Take a deep breath, Nose Aperture filters the smell and distinguishes the source of the bloody smell.

Meng Qi walked step by step before arriving at a coffin, “Wound of Heaven” gained momentum, “Midnight and Noon” stretched out and opened the lid of the coffin.

The lid slipped off, revealing the condition inside the coffin.

There was a person with wide-eyed eyes, a dead person with a terrified face!

There is an obvious mole on the corner of his mouth!

Cause of death: the sword in the eyebrow.

“It’s been silenced…” Meng Qi brows slightly wrinkle, becoming more and more confusing and confusing.

According to the source of the bloody smell, Meng Qi opened two more coffins, and there were also two dead people lying inside, one dressed as a buddy, the other dressed better, as a shopkeeper, both were swords in the eyebrows and hearts. .

“The sword is sharp and the wound is deep and narrow. If you are a good hand with a sword…” Meng Qi judged the martial arts characteristics of the murderer from the wound, but there were no traces except the wound on the eyebrow.

He turned and searched the counter and found that the account books had been burned to ashes, leaving no purchase records.

“Is the clue broken?” Meng Qi gritted his teeth, squatted down to examine the corpse again, and made the last effort.

Huh? Meng Qi suddenly noticed that something was wrong. Both guys had mouth half open and their faces were full of horror. Only the shopkeeper, whose face was horrified, but his lips closed tightly.

With gentle force, Meng Qi opened the shopkeeper’s mouth and found that he was holding a ball of paper!

The surface of the paper was soaked with saliva. Meng Qi spent the Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers to unfold it, and found that it was part of the account book. It seemed that when he first did the account, he recorded the wrong amount of silver. I was too lazy to modify, so I tore it off and threw it away, then somehow I picked it up again and stuffed it into my mouth.

Meng Qi seemed to be able to imagine the scene at the time. One guy was killed, and the other tried to escape and called for help, but the shopkeeper saw the outstanding strength of the other party and couldnt escape at all, and he was frightened to the ground. , Fell by the dustpan and looked at the arrived paper ball, so he held the heart of perish together, quietly stuffed the paper ball into his mouth and closed it tightly.

The record on the paper ball has been blurred, and Meng Qi can barely recognize part of the content:

“…Guanjinyuan…Jiang Tabo…fix the Nanmu coffin… _ent to…”

Guanjinyuan…Jiang Tabo…Meng Qi repeated it, took back the paper ball, erased his traces, left the shop, and went straight to Guanjinyuan. Maoling’s more famous Inn.

It didn’t take long for Meng Qi to sneak into Guanjinyuan. Through “inquiry”, he knew that Jiang Tabo lived in a small house in Hefeng. He came alone a few days ago, but he was often visited by martial artists.

Meng Qi art expert is bold, spiritually covered, and turns into a magical demon.

As he felt, there was no breath in the wing.

don’t tell me Jiang Tapo is already running away?

Cautiously opened the window, Meng Qi jumped in, before landing, he could see the scene in the room clearly.

A young man sits half on the ground, his back leaning against the bed, his eyes widened, his expression of horror frozen, and there are long knife marks between his chest and abdomen!

He has the iconic eyebrows, bushy eyebrows, which is exactly in line with the image of Jiang Tabo that the guy said!

“He was also killed?” Meng Qi immediately noticed the abnormality arrived.

The scar of the knife was burnt black, as if it was struck by lightning, which wiped out the blood, so Meng Qi didn’t smell it outside.

“This, if it is a rough look, it looks like I did it!”

Meng Qi moved in his heart, turned his head and jumped out of the window, planning to leave here first.

At this moment, the bang sounded crisply, and a stone flew outside the courtyard, hitting on the steps, the sound was not loud, but it was swinging far in the quiet night.

Meng Qi’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit instantly climbed to Peak, trying to swing a knife to the place where the stone came out.

One silhouette rushed from outside, and when he saw the unfamiliar, he immediately stopped Meng Qi’s from going.

He is young, with dark skin, conspicuous eyebrows, and he is dressed in ordinary clothes like a farmer, and his gestures complement his surroundings.

This young man has strong eyesight. Through the open window, he looked at the body beside the arrived bed, his expression turned gloomy, with uncontrollable anger and hatred.