Righteousness and pure love, yet you ask me to spread demons throughout the world?

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Seeing her guilty conscience and fear of punishment, it's basically confirmed.

The two chased into the alley, where Murong Die used her Flying Star Steps to leap across rooftops and walls, instantly landing in front of the old woman and blocking her way.

The old woman turned around, and Fu Hai slowly approached her from behind. "Why...why are you stopping me?" the old woman asked in a panic.

Murong Die knew that those who committed crimes would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

She approached coldly: "Grandma, I have a question for you. My little brother suddenly fell off the float this afternoon. Do you know who did it?" The old woman replied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Murong Die said, "It's alright! You come with me to the Six Doors first, and we'll know when we get there." Suddenly, the old woman let out a scream.

Murong Die and Fu Hai simultaneously sensed a cold wind rushing towards them.

Even though they had already guessed that the old woman could control invisible evil spirits, the sudden gust of cold wind still startled them.

Murong Die couldn't see what was rushing towards her, so she could only rely on her senses to slash at it.

Although it struck something, it hit something like cotton; the sharp willow-leaf blade was instead entangled by strange barbs and couldn't be pulled out. What kind of strange thing is this?

Although I feel that since meeting the Hundred-Bone Demoness, I can accept any strange thing, I still can't help but feel a chill run down my spine when I actually encounter this kind of invisible evil spirit.

The most terrifying feeling in the world is fighting against something without knowing what it is. She quickly changed her moves, swish, swish, swish, a flurry of red blades flying.

With more than ten stabs, the invisible evil ticket was forcibly sent flying.

When she looked again, the old woman seemed to be lifted up by something and flew quickly away from above her head. "Fu Lang!" she called out as she turned around.

"I'm fine!" Fu Hai kicked away the ghostly thing that was clinging to him.

I couldn't understand Chapter 104, but Fu Lang is amazing!

"Sister Butterfly, what exactly is that thing?"

He and the butterfly girl chased after them, asking questions as they went.

Murong Die shook her head: "I've never encountered anything like this before. You can't see that thing, and you can't kill it by hitting it. It's really strange."

At first, if it hadn't been Fu Lang who came to find her, she probably wouldn't have believed it so deeply. This doesn't mean she thought there were no such evil spirits or supernatural beings in the world.

The vast majority of ghost stories reported by ordinary people were simply unfounded, and the remaining few were ultimately left unresolved without any explanation.

The last time I saw that skeletal demoness with my own eyes, even though she knew martial arts, it still gave me the creeps.

This artifact didn't seem as powerful as the White Bone Demoness, but since it couldn't be seen, it was impossible to know what it was. Leaving the main street, the buildings here were complex, and the terrain was quite undulating.

The two leaped onto the roof, but they could not see the old woman who had "flew" away.

They were absolutely certain that the old woman had no martial arts skills whatsoever. But at that moment, it was as if an invisible monster was carrying her away. Fu Hai quietly opened the "Spy" window.

Not only can the window show Butterfly Girl's perspective, but it also displays a notification: "Murong Die is investigating the surrounding area."

"Murong Die was observant and attentive, but failed to discover anything."

Based on her host's previous performance, Murong Die believed that her host was far more intelligent than herself and decided to ask her questions.

Murong Die looked at him and asked, "Fu Lang, which way do you think that old woman ran away?" Fu Hai was shocked... "You don't know? How would I know?"

He had analyzed things very logically before, though he was wise after the event, but Miss Butterfly didn't know that. Now that she was looking at him expectantly, he couldn't very well say no.

Looking around, he pointed to a desolate hillside behind him and said, "Why don't we go take a look over there first?" He was thinking that the night crying incident that Jinglian Sanren had mentioned earlier seemed to have happened in that area.

Meng Rongdie said, "Let's go! Let's go take a look." The two of them leaped across rooftops and walls.

Seeing that his Flying Star Steps had already yielded results, Murong Die couldn't help but think, "Fu Lang is indeed exceptionally talented. The Dragon Claw Sect of Xiaodiancang Mountain is really wasting his potential."

"If he had gone to a major sect, he would probably have made a name for himself long ago." However, Fu Hai's talent used to be quite ordinary.

Now, having obtained the "Martial Arts Supreme Bone" and using the points he had earned, he had also upgraded his Flying Star Steps to "Martial Arts Excellence." Naturally, he was practicing faster than the rest of the group, performing like a genius.

This "Martial Arts Supreme Bone" was actually obtained by him thanks to his junior sister Xia Yuelan's extraordinary comprehension, who helped him complete the "Shattered Moon? Shattered Dream?" task.

Murong Die only knew that she hadn't given him the manual for very long, yet he had mastered the Flying Star Steps in such a short time. Naturally, she felt that his past talent had been wasted.

As Fu Hai followed Sister Die, leaping across rooftops and scaling walls, he secretly peeked through the windows.

If Sister Butterfly could discover something beforehand, he would know too. But on this journey, they really haven't discovered anything.

It seems the old woman was carried away by some magical object; as long as she was concealed by buildings and terrain, she wouldn't leave any trace. This area is overgrown with weeds, and further on, it becomes a dense, chaotic forest.

Fu Hai was thinking to himself, "This area is not far from Zhengjiazhuang. To the north are Shennv Temple and the main street. Why hasn't it been utilized and is just left to decay?" However, decades ago, the world was in chaos, and many places were abandoned for various reasons. This doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Murong Die suddenly darted to the other side, saying, "Fu Lang, you're really amazing. She really did run this way!" Fu Haifei flew over and found some broken branches and wisps of grass that had been swept away.

After observing for a while, Murong Die said, "Look at these grasses. I don't see any signs of them being trampled, but the tops were just broken off by something. There's no other possibility but those supernatural objects."

Looking at Fu Hai, she asked admiringly, "How did you figure out she was running this way? No!"

Sister Butterfly, I was just guessing.

Murong Die has somewhat influenced him.

Since there were no new clues to begin with, even if Fu Hai hadn't said anything, she probably would have come to check on things herself, connecting it to what the female abbess had said earlier. Now, it seems as if Fu Hai has divined everything.

The problem is, Fu Hai didn't even realize it; it was just pure luck. When she asked him how he figured it out, what could he say?

She could only reply casually, "The scent in the air told me so." Hearing his calm yet unfathomable voice, Murong Die was shocked. She couldn't understand!

But Fu Hai is so amazing!

The two searched the woods for a while, but the place was too messy and chaotic, and they couldn't find out where the old woman was hiding for the time being.

Moreover, venturing into a desolate forest is something that people in the martial arts world should be cautious about, especially when they are facing such evil spirits.

The two withdrew and decided to start their investigation by examining the old woman's background. This was something Murong Die didn't need to do herself.

She found the two constables again and asked them to investigate, while also informing the Goddess Temple, the street head, and the village head of Zhengjiazhuang.

“Although we still don’t know what that old woman’s purpose is,” Murong Die said, “this makes it difficult for her to get close to the Goddess Temple. At least she should be safe for the next two days.”

"I will also ask the Six Doors and the Righteous Path to keep a close eye on this street." At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, but the city was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Lanterns were hung everywhere, and decorative lights were lit, making the streets even more lively than in the afternoon. Murong Die took her younger brother Fu Hai to a restaurant for dinner and some wine.

Then he went to her residence. Since yesterday, the city gates have not been closed even at night, so Fu Hai did not need to worry about whether he could leave the city after dark.

He then became affectionate with Sister Butterfly and taught Butterfly to eat. Butterfly never expected him to be so absurd, but firstly, he was interested in her, and secondly, Fu Lang's outstanding performance today surprised her, so she obeyed her father's orders.

Fu Hai then hung up the "Desire to Die or Become Immortal" spell on himself, making Die'er eat with great relish. Before they knew it, half the night had passed.

After feeding the butterflies, Fu Hai began to walk out of the city.

As expected of the Lantern Festival, which is unique to this county, there were still many people along the way. Restaurants, eateries, and teahouses were bustling with noise, and many drunk people were walking arm in arm, swaying along the road.

Lanterns and lanterns are everywhere, creating a city that never sleeps.

Before he even got close to the south gate, someone suddenly waved to him: "Senior Brother." Fu Hai turned around in the direction of the voice and saw Yue Lan and Xiao Ye.

Chapter 105 The Scent of Cosmetics, Clothes, and Barbecue

Fu Hai saw that his junior sister was wearing a pomegranate-colored dress with a cross-over front and a high chest, while Xiao Ye was wearing a jade-red dress with pipa sleeves.

The two girls, each carrying a pretty little lantern, ran towards him upon seeing him. Xia Yuelan waved as she ran, looking like she was having a lot of fun.

"It's so late, why are you still here?" Fu Hai looked at the two of them.

"Senior brother, aren't you the same?" Xia Yuelan stopped in front of him, her breasts, which had heaved up and down while running, calmed down. "You haven't been playing since noon, have you?" Fu Hai asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you were going into the city at noon?"

Xiaoye gripped the lantern handle with both hands, and the pretty little lantern swayed gently: "No! Something happened, and we only entered the city in the evening."

Fu Hai led them out of the city, asking, "Something happened? What's going on at the inn?"

"No, no, nothing's wrong!" Xia Yuelan exclaimed. "Nothing's wrong." "What did you do this time?" Fu Hai asked irritably.

"I didn't do anything!" Xia Yuelan said a little guiltyly. "Senior brother, you're the one who's guilty. Where did you go to play? You couldn't have been practicing at the Goddess Temple until now, hmph, did you go to a brothel?"

Xiaoye, with her big eyes, looked up at him.

"Don't change the subject!" Fu Hai tapped his junior sister on the head.

He was unaware that his junior sister had hit someone she shouldn't have with a wooden stick at noon, almost causing the entire Dragon Claw Sect to be wiped out; otherwise, she would have hit them even harder.

"Senior brother, you're just changing the subject," Xia Yuelan chuckled. "It's the middle of the night, and you're only going back now? Did someone drag you to a brothel? Which girl did you call?"

She tried to change the subject, and deliberately moved closer to Shi Dui, sniffing him: "?"

Shocked: "Senior brother, you smell of perfume." "Don't talk nonsense!" Fu Hai couldn't help but lift his sleeve and sniff.

But he didn't actually smell of perfume; it was just the scent of a woman's clothes.

Women in this era would wear brocade pouches filled with spices such as lavender, which they would hang on their bodies and called sachets.

Sister Butterfly is a chivalrous woman of the martial world; when she goes out, she doesn't wear makeup, but carries a sachet with her. He and Sister Butterfly had just been making out in the room, so he naturally absorbed the scent of the sachet.

Xia Yuelan wasn't good at dressing up and couldn't distinguish between the smell of cosmetics and the scent of clothes, but she still recognized the fragrance of a young woman. "What cosmetics!" Fu Hai said, feigning annoyance. "It's just from sitting in the smoked meat shop earlier."

"Impossible!" Xia Yuelan clenched her fists. She was unfamiliar with other fragrances.

They have a particular understanding of the aroma of roasted and smoked meats.

This definitely doesn't smell like barbecue. "She was absolutely certain because she had already eaten quite a bit beforehand."

Xiao Ye looked up at him, her face partially obscured by her pipa-sleeved robes: "Brother, are you with that Lady Murong?"

Fu Hai knew she didn't like Murong Die, so he quickly explained, "Something happened earlier, so I went to solve the case with Miss Die." He then told her about being framed by an invisible evil spirit and falling off the float.

Xia Yuelan then realized that she had really misunderstood her senior brother: "Ah! I didn't expect there to be such strange things. It's so good that you're not injured, senior brother."

Fu Hai was very relieved that his junior sister was so easily fooled.

Xiao Ye wasn't so easily fooled, secretly glancing at her brother. The strange occurrence and the feminine scent clinging to her brother were completely different things. A young woman's fragrance isn't something you can just pick up and absorb. Her brother had probably been having an affair with that Murong Die in the room for at least two or three days.

Time.

But she didn't dare to say anything to her brother; she just pursed her lips slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

Numerous lanterns were also hung inside and outside the city gates. Anjun’s Lantern Festival has been held for many years, and these lanterns are exquisitely constructed and beautifully designed.

At this time, fewer people were entering and leaving the city gates. However, the county soldiers guarded both sides of the city gates and dared not be negligent. After leaving the city gates, I walked towards the foot of the distant mountain. The official road under my feet wound around the mountain and headed south.

Back at the inn, the lights were still on. The elderly Fu couple were setting up tables and chairs. Fu Hai asked, "What's wrong? Is someone causing trouble?"