Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?-Chapter 62 - Clue in the Food_1

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Clue in the Food_1

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Clue in the Food_1

“Yes, there are findings.”

Subsequently, Li Xuan walked over to the corpse that Xu Gushan had opened up and looked closely at the man’s stomach area. Then he seemed thoughtful: “The kind of meat they are eating does not look like fish. It is more like baby fish, or a type of snake, perhaps? Let’s go and check the kitchen.”

Suddenly, he strode towards the kitchen of this Taoist temple. Coincidentally, Ma Chenggong was also in the kitchen.

“Colonel, you’re just in time, take a look at this. These kitchen utensils, these stoves, they could feed hundreds of people. Those scoundrels must’ve cooked their meals here to feed the kids. There’s plenty of food stored in here, and there are recent signs of usage on the various stoves. I suspect they still have some of the children alive.”

However, Li Xuan directly walked over to a jar filled with kitchen waste and kicked it over with one foot.

A nauseating, putrid smell instantly filled the air, but Li Xuan employed a Lingwu spell to shield his mouth and nose, rendering it more effective than a mask.

He bent down, picked up some strange-looking bones from inside the jar, and asked, “Can you tell what kind of bones these are? I haven’t seen them before.”

Most people present stared blankly at the bones, completely baffled.

Only Peng Fulai hesitated for a while before speaking up, “I recognize these. They should be from a Blood Newt, a juvenile form of the Qiu Dragon. Qianzhi, don’t you remember? We’ve eaten it several times before.”

Li Xuan’s expression changed to one of realization: “No wonder they looked familiar.”

“A Blood Newt? You’ve eaten it several times?” Ma Chenggong couldn’t help but curse, “You spoilt wealthy scions deserve a thousand deaths!”

Xu Gushan fell into deep thought, “The key point is that the Blood Newt can only be found in underground rivers and very clean caverns. As I recall, aren’t Blood Newts very expensive?”

“A single Blood Newt costs over five hundred taels, and all the major restaurants in the city are buying them,” Peng Fulai said squinting his eyes. “Most people who catch a Blood Newt would sell it to a restaurant. These people seem to be very extravagant; they simply ate them. From the newt bones in this jar, I can say that there are at least seven.”

“What if they couldn’t sell it? Or if they didn’t dare to? The Daoists who died here didn’t have much cultivation.”

After saying this, Ma Chenggong, with an excited look in his eyes, looked up at those present and said, “As far as I know, there are only two underground rivers and three caverns near Nanjing City, and even fewer can hold hundreds of people!”

The broken trail had now been reconnected again!

One of the slay demons at the scene seemed perplexed, saying, “But those two underground rivers and caverns were our top priority and were investigated as soon as possible.”

“But if they have such vast capabilities, wouldn’t it be easy to deceive us? Do you recall that just a few days ago we only had 22 people from our Six Paths Bureau to carry out the search of the Dark River. The rest were borrowed from the Yingtian and South Capital Ministry of Punishments, and from Jingying. How reliable can such a search be? Don’t forget about the previous case of the murder in Jiangning County, where we had internal problems.”

Ma Chenggong looked at Jiang Hanyun: “Colonel! Subordinate believes it might be worth a try.”

“Of course, we have to investigate this.”

Jiang Hanyun gripped his waist knife, with cold eyes: “But the search can’t be conducted in a high-profile manner. To avoid alerting the enemy, we still have to rely on my little fox, Lei. From this moment on, Ma Chenggong, you will call everyone into the temple and prohibit any entry or exit, and any contact with the outside world! You will personally oversee this, keep a close eye on everyone.”

Li Xuan thought to himself, his boss being promoted to the position of Colonel was no coincidence, especially when showing intelligence at critical moments.

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The time of death of these Taoists may be within the last hour. However, this does not mean that the people in their Mingyou City are trustworthy.

Jiang Hanyun’s current approach is to guard against any possibility.

As for searching the underground rivers, to Jiang Hanyun’s Four-Tailed Spirit Fox, it is a relatively simple task.

The food for the several hundred people must have required someone to transport it back and forth. There would certainly have been traces of smell left along the way, so the Spirit Fox simply needed to follow the scent.

About an hour later, Si Qianhui walked in holding Jiang Hanyun’s Spirit Fox: “Colonel! I rushed about seven miles away following your fox, Lei, until we reached the Grand Bao’an Temple. The fox stopped there and stood still for a considerable period until I received your recall order.”

Jiang Hanyun reached out and took the Four-Tailed Spirit Fox. The fox let out a soft cry, as if telling something, and Jiang Hanyun’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Colonel, sir,” Ma Chenggong curiously asked, “Has the Spirit Fox made any discoveries?”

“No.” Jiang Hanyun shook his head: “However, it’s not that it can’t smell anything, but that there are too many similar scents, countless, making it difficult to discern.”

Too many similar scents?

Li Xuan couldn’t help but appraise the situation. On the side of the Great Baoan Temple, otherwise known as the inner Qinhuai River, was the so-called ten miles of Qinhuai, where hundreds of brothels were built along the route.

Are the similar scents that of the courtesans?

However, the urgent task at hand was to find the hideouts and underground passages of the evil cultivators.

Jiang Hanyun fed the Spirit Fox another two elixirs. After it regained its strength, it was sent off again, its body transforming into light.

This time, the wait was estimated to be long. Li Xuan examined the two bodies without finding any more useful clues. He then went alone to a room in the back courtyard of the Taoist temple and began to meditate and practice his Zhou Tian.

This was because he predicted he wouldn’t be able to return to his residence today, and therefore decided to complete his ‘Hunyuan Celestial Scripture’ routine here.

Five phases of Zhou Tian later, Li Xuan started practicing the family’s palm method.

He’d been doing this recently, seizing the opportunity to cultivate whenever he had the chance, not wasting any spare time.

The old debts of Li Xuan’s previous life were considerable, and couldn’t be paid off just with the intervention of his God-Whipping ancestral spirit.

It wasn’t until after the Hour of Zi that someone called Li Xuan over. He found that the Four-Tailed Spirit Fox had already returned to Jiang Hanyun’s arms. Ma Chenggong and Si Qianhui beside him were both beaming with delight.

“Colonel, sir?” Li Xuan’s eyes brightened, he thought that the Spirit Fox must have found something.

“Take a seat over here.” Ma Chenggong couldn’t contain his smile: “We’ll wait here, their force is beyond what we from Mingyou City alone can handle.”

Li Xuan, without a word, found a spot in the corner and sat down.

He felt honored. Among all the people in Mingyou City that Jiang Hanyun could have invited to wait in the Sanqing Temple, including Ma Chenggong and Si Qianhui, there were only six in total.

About half a quarter of an hour later, three figures leisurely walked in from outside. To everyone’s surprise, the few people outside on guard were totally unaware of their arrival.

Jiang Hanyun and the others were not surprised at all, stood up immediately, and greeted the three people: “We greet the Fumo Zongguan!”

Li Xuan bowed along with the crowd. After standing up, he turned his gaze to the three people.

He recognized the two at the back, Lei Yun, the Zhihuishi of Huoya City, and his subordinate Leng Shuangyun, the Fumo Duyu.

What he was curious about was the person leading, an old man. He had a head full of white hair and his face was thin and gaunt. Wearing a Taoist robe, he epitomized the immortality of Taoist priests. Yet his glossy white eyes lacked any pupils, giving the impression of blindness.

Just as Li Xuan was wondering if this was Zhuque Hall’s Fumo Zongguan, he suddenly felt a powerful force of coldness penetrate his body. He was startled to find that the red-dressed female ghost had vanished.

Had she hidden inside him?

The old man seemed oblivious to the anomaly. His first words after arrival were, “Hanyun, is what you said true?”

“Absolutely!”

Jiang Hanyun responded with utmost severity, hand clasped in a traditional salute: “Here in Mingyou City we have not only found the group of evil cultivators, but we have also uncovered the whereabouts of Xue Wuya.”