There are not many residents in Panlong Town. Even if the surrounding farming population is included, the total is only five or six thousand, including only three or two butchers, and Zhang Butcher is the oldest one.

In everyone's impression, Butcher Zhang is a fat and sloppy middle-aged man with a shiny belly all year round. On weekdays, most of the work is left to the chef Li Si, who is only responsible for slaughtering and chopping bones.

Butcher Zhang likes to drink, but he doesn't care much about alcohol. He can also drink the worst quality Liuliu Bake in the town. When he is free on weekdays, he sits in his kitchen and mixes with pigs.

Today, when the butcher really stood in front of the three of them, they felt that the butcher Zhang's figure was so huge!

Among the three detectives, Dong Erpang, the strongest figure, was born with a strong body and acquired body training properly. He was almost as tall as an ordinary normal person at the age of ten. But standing in front of the fat meat mountain in front of him, he was still less than the butcher's thigh.

"Uncle Zhang, why are you here in the middle of the night?" Dong Erpang asked tremblingly as he looked at the shaking kitchen knife in the butcher's hand.

The butcher burped, and a disgusting greasy smell mixed with inferior sour wine, stirring the sour smell of gastric juice, instantly filling the whole room. The butcher shook and asked slowly, "I just asked you, why are you three little kids here for me? Are you going to school tomorrow?"

"We are here to look for the fourth brother. We have disappeared for several months. We are a little worried. The elders at home said that the fourth brother will not come back. The three of us didn't believe it, so we made an appointment to come and have a look in the evening." Zhao Xifeng was talking nonsense that he didn't believe much, and rushed to answer.

"Li Si," said the butcher hiccup again and shook his head. "I took out five taels of silver from me in advance during the Chinese New Year, and then the person disappeared. It has been a few months! So I often come to see it and move the things I still use to me to deduct the money he owed me. I originally lent him this house, but now he runs away with my money. I will use it as a warehouse in the future. You don't come here too. Have you heard it?"

The three nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"What are you doing while standing? Get out of here!" Butcher Zhang said while touching his stomach, and shook the kitchen knife in his hand intentionally or unintentionally.

The three of them ran out of the hut as if they were amnesty, and kept running all the way to the center of the town, where they were close to the Drum Tower before stopping, gasping for breath.

"He is lying," Dong Erpang said calmly, "If the things in the room were empty, he should have known that there was nothing here. Why did he come here in the middle of the night today, and it was clearly followed by us!"

"Before Mr. Zhou comes back, all the investigations about Li Si will end here." Zhao Xifeng said solemnly after being silent for a while.

"Why is this? We finally found a clue!" Dong Erpang asked loudly without any consent.

"Are you scared just now?" Zhao Xifeng asked suddenly,

"What?" Dong Erpang didn't quite understand.

"I mean," Zhao Xifeng asked word by word, "Are you scared in the hut just now?"

Dong Erpang curled his lips and replied, "Of course I'm afraid, aren't you afraid? Zhang Tuzi's hand is such a big knife!"

"I'm afraid too, but why are we afraid?" Zhao Xifeng asked again.

Now Gu Qingyuan and Dong Erpang understood the meaning of Zhao Xifeng. When facing the killer who took human life by sword, Zhao Xifeng faced the battle and fought to win it head-on, without fear. He challenged Zhong Li alone in the school, and Zhao Xifeng fought hard and finally narrowly won, without any fear. However, just now, when facing an ordinary butcher, three cultivators who had entered the Zhaoyi stage all felt a wave of trembling and fear emanating from their bones. So how terrifying the butcher's aura and cultivation should be!

Gu Qingyuan nodded in agreement: "I feel so too. When I was in Li Si's room just now, I had a premonition that if Butcher Zhang had not been sure that he would have killed three of us silently without using his cultivation level in an instant, and we would have died."

All three of them remained silent. Thinking about the escape from death just now, they all burst into cold sweats.

"Let's go here today," Zhao Xifeng said first after a long silence, "Although Li Si's line cannot be checked, there is nowhere to be found. At least, the people in the Laundry House in the south of the city are the targets for defense in the future. They also found that the purple river sandalwood in Qingyuan's mouth, as for the future, let's take a step by step."

Dong Gu and the other two nodded, and the three of them separated and walked towards their homes with great worries.

When Zhao Xifeng returned home, Zhao Wu had already been asleep for a long time.

Zhao Xifeng walked back to his room and closed the door. He silently recalled the people and things he had experienced in the past six months.

Now he finally understood what Zhou Zhe had found him and Li Xuan alone when he left the town.

Panlong Town has undergone many changes now, and many newcomers have come, which are more energetic and more dangerous.

The killer suddenly appeared for no reason, the Beiyue Academy Branch opened in Zhenbei a few days ago, and the butcher I just met...

Everything and everyone have huge energy that Zhao Xifeng cannot resist.

He thought about it and took out a stone from his arms. It was a very ordinary stone, no different from an ordinary pebbles, about the size of two adult thumbs. But it was just such an ordinary stone that could instantly replenish the spiritual energy in the field where the spiritual energy was forbidden from flowing, allowing Zhao Xifeng to use that loud cross arm to slap. If it weren't for the changes that appeared on Zhong Li later that attracted everyone's attention, Mr. Qian would have asked about the stone matter, how should he explain its origin at that time?

After all, before this, whether it was the novel legend or the different practices that Mr. Zhou usually talked about during class, he had never heard of anyone who could bring the things in his dream back to reality. This was incredible!

He felt a vague premonition in his heart, as if many people who have arrived in the town recently were looking for something. It is very likely that it is the stone in his hand, and all he can rely on is his good relationship with Monk Kuhai, his identity as a student in the school hall, and the stone in his hand that cannot be revealed.

So naturally, Zhao Xifeng thought of the nine body techniques taught to him before Ku Hai.

It’s not reliable. It’s better to begging for others than asking for others. At least when you meet a killer in the future, you can’t rely on the old monk to save your life. Zhao Xifeng thought so.

The horizon turned slightly white, and a new day began again.
Chapter completed!