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Chapter 31 Public Loser Crossbow

The next day, the sky had not yet seen light, and Xie Yu had already gotten up from the valley pile. He looked at Xu Xiaozhang, who was still sleeping soundly on the valley pile. After confirming that the other party had not woken up, he finished washing up and then returned to the haunted house where he was sleeping last night alone.

He wants to find some clues... and then save the dead souls...

The house was still the same house. When I opened the door, the strong smell of blood came to my nose. Xie Yu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose.

He carefully stepped over the corpses on the ground, and stayed for a while every time he walked by, to examine every inch of suspicious place.

Xie Yu took out many pieces of armor with different sizes, different edges and corners, but darkness from the bag on his waist. Every time he passed by a corpse, he placed one on it.

Xie Yu walked through the inner hall from the front yard and then to the inner yard. He had only 300 steps, but there were more than a hundred bodies.

The members of the ‘caravan’ are forty and two, and the people of the blue sky are eighty and seven.

Eighty-seven?

Xie Yu frowned... He began to recall the performance of the group of Qingtian Cultists last night.

Although each of them has low martial arts skills, judging from their ability to successfully kill more than 40 martial arts masters in the caravan, these Qingtian Cult must be very well-trained-even Xu Xiaozhang can be in line after killing their leader, and someone will immediately replace the commander.

Then based on this inference, the Qingtian Cultists who came to attack the house must have their own organization.

First, twenty-two people came to the front yard to shoot Xu Xiaozhang with crossbow arrows.

Then, use twenty-two people as a team as an assumption...eighty-eight people can only round it up.

Another person, or more Qingtian Cultists, escaped.

I don't know if any of them recognize me...

Xie Yu came to the entrance of the ancestral hall and turned around to look at the wounds.

Yesterday, I took advantage of the night to see all the scenes clearly... At this time, the blood of the corpse was so shocking that it was even more shocking.

Xie Yu sighed, a breeze blew by, and the huge sycamore trees in the outer courtyard rustled.

...I don’t know where the families of these deceased people can be safe? I have been alive for decades, but for some reason, I die in just a moment.

Qingtian appointed a dead soldier, and everyone answered and punished him.

Xie Yu bent over and swept out an open space, then sat on the ground.

He put his hands together, his five internal organs activate qi, and recited unknown scriptures and mantras in his mouth. He used this to mourn the dead and extradite the soul.

The soul is a gathering of Hongmeng Qi, which is of the same clan and the same origin as Qi.

After the concentration of the soul reaches a certain level, spirits will be born and spiritual wisdom will be activated... Therefore, humans are natural species, thank God.

However, after a person dies, the spirit will immediately dissipate, and the soul will stay for a short period of time.

If other external factors intervene at this time, the soul will evolve into a spirit... another form of spirit.

The house itself has extremely strong yin energy, and the wutong tree is so evil.

Xie Yu glanced at the huge and lush sycamore tree...

If it is not handled in time, the dead hundred people may really form a "silent spirit".

Countless notes burst out from Xie Yu's mouth. Each syllable carries the energy in Xie Yu's body. They are solemn and heavy, and they are compassionate and kind.

The armor thrown by Xie Yu before also shone bright light, and the light golden light outlined small patterns on the armor, thus forming golden symbols of different shapes.

Each piece of armor began to absorb the Qi around him regularly, and flowed Qi flows around him. The golden lines became brighter and brighter.

After a moment, Xie Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and the ferry ceremony was completed.

He stood up from the ground, and without obtaining any clues from these Blue Sky Cultists, he was about to leave here...

But he had little hope and he didn't feel very frustrated.

The other party was originally a dead soldier, so there would definitely be no obvious clues on it.

Wait... Xie Yu noticed several pairs of crossbow weapons on the ground.

This is…

Xie Yu walked over and picked up a pair of crossbows on the ground.

He was shocked and looked at the crossbow arrow in his hand over and over.

Its design is very clever and flexibly uses the lever principle. When used in actual use, it can bear a lot of pulling force from the bowstring, but the force required to pull the trigger is very small, which is conducive to maintaining the stability of shooting and effectively improving the shooting accuracy.

The entire trigger system is complex and clever, but it can complete the necessary actions such as automatic string pulling, standby, and firing. The clever design is amazing.

The arrow cassette used to shoot arrows can place several arrows at a time. When one arrow is fired, the other arrows fall by gravity.

Xie Yu knew the structure of this crossbow very well.

Gongshu crossbow...

Gongshu crossbow is a transformation of Gongshuzi on the basis of the ink crossbow. The ink crossbow was originally a powerful weapon to defend the city and was not good at attacking. The arrows must be filled manually, and each arrow fired needs to be reloaded.

On this basis, Gongshuzi improved the arrow capacity, rate of fire, and continuous firing system.

The weight of the ink crossbow has been greatly modified. Although this has relatively reduced the lethality and range of the crossbow machinery, its light combat capability and small size and easy portability are enough to be called an improved version of the ink crossbow.

But... this crossbow is still in the improvement stage... it has not been known to the outside world, and it is even a secret of the Wang family, and very few people know about it.

Sure enough...the loss has an insider.

Of course, Xie Yu would not believe that Gongshuozi would be related to the Qingtian Sect.

Gongshuzi was born in a humble background, but he was ranked among the nine ministers with his abilities, and he had suffered more than ordinary people. How could he hang out with the Qingtian Sect and give up his lifelong efforts?

The Qingtian Sect is just a gang in the world... a mob.

......

"The origin of the Qingtian Sect is unknown. Who is the leader and the scale is not good. I only know that their leader is called Qingjun?" Ju Yunbo was reading a book with a book of simplified books. This is the clue of the case collected by the nine spies under Wang Yun.

Just from his tone, it seemed that the progress was not going well.

Wang Yun was kneeling in front of him, his head leaning against the ground, and sweating profusely.

Although he couldn't see his immediate boss' expression "King of Hell", it did not mean that he didn't know how intense the other party's emotions should be at this time.

Wang Yun was complicated... When he let the suspect go that day, he had a dispute with his subordinates. Because he tried to argue that Xu Xiaozhang was not guilty, he needed to report that the operation on the peak had not made any progress.

He spent a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources, and even sacrificed a whole team of thieves. Of course, he would not give him a good look on his face.

He was already in an awkward situation and was ordered to investigate the whereabouts of the bandit, but he actually found out the name of the Qingtian Sect...

He could already imagine how punishment would be for what he would be waiting for him.

"Prince Zhi! (Wang Yun's name)" Ju Yunbo slowly put down Shu Jian in his hand, revealing his face blocked by Shu Jian.

"No!" Wang Yun knew what Ju Yunbo meant, and immediately kowtowed, then looked up and bowed to him.

Sure enough... Ju Yunbo's forehead bulged with blue veins, and he pressed his fist hard on the table in front of him... This was trying to restrain himself.
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