An Alchemist from Out of Town!
Soon, a request letter appeared on the table, written in a long and flowing style by the official.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the courtroom became increasingly tense. The villagers were discussing among themselves, some beginning to waver, while others still firmly believed that Ye Jing was the murderer.
Li Hao, on the other hand, was as if nailed to the spot, unable to move, his inner fear and panic almost consuming him.
"Smack!"
"That's all for today. We'll resume the trial in two days when the Alchemist arrives."
The presiding judge tapped the wooden stick, and the trial was temporarily adjourned.
In fact, the Yamen had already performed an autopsy, but due to limited technology, they couldn't find anything conclusive!
Because of the special power within him, Ye Jing returned to his cell.
Li Hao, on the other hand, was placed under guard and prevented from leaving the town.
Ye Jing was in prison, his brows furrowed.
The day the Alchemist arrives will come in the blink of an eye.
An indescribable tension and anticipation permeated the air of the small town.
As dawn broke, the town's residents gathered outside the courtroom, their voices rising and falling, all eager to know how the mysterious Alchemist would reveal the truth.
Meanwhile, on a secluded forest path outside the town, Alchemist Huang Yan was galloping on horseback, accompanied by two other riders who were his cultivator guards.
Huang Yan was filled with anticipation, because if this matter was done well, it would be a great achievement, and he had heard that the bodies of those demons were treasures from head to toe.
It's a perfect physique that can be used for alchemy.
However, this anticipation did not last long, as the sound of rapid hoofbeats grew louder as they approached.
The tranquility of the three people and three horses was broken.
"Who?" Huang Yan tightened the reins alertly, his eyes scanning the surroundings intently.
From the depths of the woods, several Dark Shadow rapidly approached. They were dressed in night clothes and wore ghostly masks, revealing only pairs of eyes that gleamed with a cold light.
"Hmph, so you're the Alchemist who's here to meddle?" the leader of the men in black said coldly, his voice carrying an undeniable threat.
Huang Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface. "I have been invited by the government to investigate the truth. Who are you, and how dare you obstruct me?"
"The truth? Ha, sometimes the truth is too glaring to bear." The man in black sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the others instantly dispersed, surrounding Huang Yan.
The battle was about to begin. Huang Yan swiftly leaped off his horse, landing firmly on his feet. At the same time, he drew an exquisite short sword from his waist. The blade gleamed with a faint blue light, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary weapon.
As Alchemist, everything he possessed was of high quality.
"Since you insist on courting death, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Huang Yan shouted, his figure moving like lightning as he instantly rushed towards the nearest man in black. His short sword drew a brilliant arc in the air, aiming straight for the man's throat.
The man in black reacted quickly, dodging the fatal blow by sidestepping to the side, and simultaneously throwing a sharp dagger straight at Huang Yan's heart.
Huang Yan swiftly turned, his short sword lightly deflecting the dagger, and the two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
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Seeing this, the other men in black also joined the battle, fighting against Huang Yan's two guards.
Swords flashed and clashed in the woods, the sound of metal clashing echoing through the air.
"Who exactly sent you? Why are you obstructing my investigation into the truth?" Huang Yan asked as he fought, trying to extract some information from the other party.
The men in black seemed deaf, attacking wildly with ruthless and chaotic moves, clearly the work of specially trained assassins.
Huang Yan pondered to himself that the appearance of these assassins was no accident and there must be a hidden secret behind it.
Just as the battle reached its climax...
A clear, melodious flute note suddenly rang out, piercing through the hustle and bustle of the forest.
The flute's melody was melodious and mysterious, seemingly able to penetrate one's soul and involuntarily slow one's movements.
The men in black were clearly affected as well, and their offensive immediately weakened.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Yan counterattacked. His short sword moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, striking several men in black one after another and knocking them to the ground.
"Who's there?!" Huang Yan looked around warily, but saw no one.
Just then, a woman dressed in a white dress slowly emerged from the woods. She held a flute in her hand, her face was serene, and her brows exuded an otherworldly aura.
"Thank you for your help, young lady." Huang Yan bowed in thanks, but his heart was filled with curiosity about the Woman in White Dress who had suddenly appeared.
The Woman in White Dress smiled slightly, her voice as clear as spring water. "No need to be so polite. I'm just here to lend you a hand at someone's request."
"Entrusted by someone?" Huang Yan was full of questions. He really couldn't think of anyone in this small town who could hire such a powerful helper.
Furthermore, judging from the Woman in White Dress's demeanor, she was not an ordinary cultivator at all; she was definitely from a major sect.
How could this place be possible?
"You should all go back to town first!" the Woman in White Dress said, and then suddenly disappeared.
Huang Yan and the other two were all extremely shocked.
The Woman in White Dress possesses unfathomable strength.
Outside the village.
When the officers and others saw Huang Yan return safely, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alchemist, you must be tired from your journey?" The presiding judge hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, hurry up. Where's the body?" Huang Yan replied briefly before asking impatiently.
"Sir, come with me!" The officer didn't dare say anything more and hurriedly led Huang Yan to the morgue.
A chilling, damp smell, mixed with the scent of herbs and a faint hint of decay, wafted over.
He took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his mindset, and got down to business. Inside the morgue, the candlelight flickered, illuminating everything around him in a way that was both clear and hazy, as if even the air itself had frozen.
"Bring the body up." Huang Yan's voice was deep and powerful, exuding an unquestionable authority. The accompanying guards immediately sprang into action, carefully placing the body, covered with a white sheet, onto the autopsy table.
Huang Yan put on specially made gloves and slowly lifted the white cloth, revealing the pale and distorted face of the deceased, who was none other than Xiao Li, the key girl in the case.
He first carefully observed the deceased's complexion and pupils, then gently pressed several key areas of the body with his fingers, his brows gradually furrowing.
"This toxin is indeed extraordinary," Huang Yan muttered to himself, already having some guesses in his mind.
He took out an exquisite jade bottle from his waist, poured out a drop of clear, transparent liquid, and gently dripped it onto the back of the deceased's hand.
The liquid quickly penetrated the skin, turning into faint blue ripples that then slowly dissipated.
"This..." Huang Yan's expression turned extremely solemn. "Even my 'Poison Identification Liquid' couldn't fully identify its composition; it could only vaguely sense an Evil Qi that didn't belong to this world."
His words revealed an unprecedented shock and unease.
The potency of this toxin exceeded his expectations.
"My lord, is this poison really related to demons and evil spirits?" a guard couldn't help but ask, his voice tinged with fear.