The death condition of each corpse was extremely tragic, with hideous wounds, flesh and blood coagulated and blackened, some with holes in the chest and abdomen, and some with broken muscles and bones. The broken body lay quietly on the cold bluestone, which was shocking.
When the Heavenly Sword Peak disciples accompanying him saw this, they all looked away, frowned, and sighed in low voices. Waves of discomfort and compassion arose in their hearts.
Liu Ying walked forward slowly, walked straight to the three corpses of inner disciple and stopped.
He lowered his eyes slightly, sighed in a pretense of sadness, and put on a compassionate gesture of regretting the death of his fellow disciples. His acting skills were skillful and natural.
After just a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at any of the corpses around him. He stood tall and straight on the spot, as if the inspection had been completed and there was no need for further inspection.
Qi Shan was a bit more meticulous than him. He slowly shuttled between the corpses of several Outer Sect disciples, his eyes scanning the faces carefully, as if to confirm whether there were any familiar disciples.
After several tests with no results, his tense shoulders relaxed slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief before slowly retreating to the side of the team, his expression still solemn.
In the entire team, Zhou Qi is the only one who doesn't fit in.
He always stayed in the formation, standing alone among the corpses on the ground, his expression indifferent, showing no pity or discomfort.
The wounds of each corpse were carefully examined, and no detail was missed.
The more he checked, the more the chill in his heart surged and settled.
The fatal wounds on the corpse in front of me seemed to be irregular, varied and all-encompassing.
There are lacerations caused by swords and swords, holes punctured by spears and halberds, and bone fractures caused by blunt objects.
Anyone looking at it would feel that it was caused by a group of Rogue Cultivators with messy equipment and different weapons joining forces to massacre, which perfectly fits the theory that Blood Hand bandits gathered to cause chaos.
Experts can watch the door, and laymen can watch the excitement.
Zhou Qi has been at the bottom for many years, has seen numerous desperate bandits fight, and knows the habits of Rogue Cultivator rogue bandits.
In order to survive, this group of people will only use popular weapons that are easier to plunder, that is, swords.
No robber would specifically choose heavy weapons such as guns, halberds, and blunt weapons that are difficult to carry and extremely rare.
Isn't this a disease?
It's not easy to hold, and it's a little slower to escape than others.
There is also a more fatal flaw hidden in the details of the wound.
There are more than seventy corpses. The shape of the wounds seems to be different. The angle of the cut and the depth of the force can be applied. Except for the weight of the weapon itself, they are almost identical!
The Spiritual Power aftertaste of each wound is highly unified and highly deliberate.
If dozens of bandits with varying levels of cultivation and messy techniques were fighting in a melee, the wounds would be scattered and of varying depths.
It can never be as neat and unified as this, as if it was written by one person, like a set of extremely regular killing techniques!
Where is this scene of melee and robbery by rogue bandits?
It was clear that someone was deliberately practicing, accurately controlling the force, and using unified and standard techniques to create the illusion of massacre!
At the entrance of the back mountain, the three Zhang Zhengyi stood quietly, their eyes fixed on Zhou Qi who was bent over to examine the corpse in the formation, and the uneasiness in their eyes became more and more intense.
The other disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak all glanced around and looked at things briefly. Only this seemingly ordinary young disciple was too serious and investigated every detail.
The three people's eyes quietly met, and they looked at each other quickly. Silent anxiety spread in the hearts of the three people.
Oops! Something is going to happen!
This person doesn't seem to believe their words at all, as if he is deliberately searching for flaws to dismantle the illusion they have created!
A heavy uneasiness quietly enveloped the three of them, and State of Mind, who had originally put it down a little, was completely confused.
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly broke through the dead silence in the back mountain, with undisguised sarcasm and impatience.
"For those who don't know, I thought Junior Brother Zhou was Enforcement Hall who specializes in autopsy!"
Liu Ying put his hands behind his back, his brows and eyes were full of coldness, his tone was full of mockery, and he deliberately raised his voice so that everyone present could hear clearly.
After the words fell, he lowered his voice again, with a bit of contempt and boredom, and murmured in a low voice, "Pretending!"
The dozen or so Heavenly Sword Peak disciples beside him also showed impatient expressions, their expressions full of boredom.
Everyone had been waiting in line for a long time. Everyone had finished their inspections and returned to the team to stand in awe. Only one person, Zhou Qi, was procrastinating, pretending to be sophisticated, and wasting everyone's time in vain.
A trace of contempt flashed across the eyes of many people, secretly feeling that Zhou Qi was deliberately trying to impress the public and wanted to show off in front of everyone.
Hearing many voices of dissatisfaction in the field, even the captain Liu Ying was extremely disgusted with the disciple who was carefully inspecting him. Zhang Zhengyi rolled his eyes, his heart lit up, and he was planning on it.
Faced with the impatience and cold looks from the audience, Zhou Qi seemed to have not heard anything and ignored it completely.
He still looked calm and continued to carefully examine the last few corpses before finally finalizing his judgment.
The moment he stood up, the last trace of warmth in Zhou Qi's eyes completely faded away, leaving only a bone-chilling chill.
This matter is by no means as simple as Blood Hand bandits causing trouble.
From the illusion that the mine was in ruins, to the impeccable confessions of the three people, to the strangely neat corpses in the back mountain, from beginning to end, everything was a carefully laid out scam!
More than seventy sect disciples and countless miners died tragically.
Such a massive and brutal layout is definitely not something ordinary bandits can accomplish.
The person behind it is meticulous, ruthless, and has a sophisticated layout. He has polished all the details to perfection. Even the sect's information can be accurately matched. It is obvious that he has a deep understanding of this mine.
Zhang Zhengyi There is definitely something wrong with the three of them!
But they tried their best to fake a tragedy involving bandits and deliberately lured Heavenly Sword Peak disciples to go down the mountain to quell the chaos. What was their intention?
Intercept and kill their suppression team?
Putting blame on bandits to cover up others' eyes and ears?
Or is it using the chaos in the mining area to cover up a deeper conspiracy?
Layers of doubts hung over Zhou Qi's mind. After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Qi decided not to speak out for the time being.
His strength has now reached Nascent Soul Third Layer Mid-Stage, and he holds two high-level martial arts killer moves in his hands.
Even Qi Shan is not weak at all against Nascent Soul Sixth Layer.
There was no one among the people present who could threaten him. If that was the case, let's find out what secrets the three of them were hiding!
Such deliberate concealment must be a treasure that would allow them to take such risks!
Thinking of this, Zhou Qi raised his eyes, his gaze penetrated the mountain of corpses in front of him, and glanced at the three Zhang Zhengyi who had subtle expressions at the entrance.
The three people's hearts trembled, and they subconsciously avoided his sight. The panic and haze in their eyes could no longer be concealed.