Chapter 130 Murder and Silence

"kindness?"

Fang Che hummed and his eyes immediately focused.

"Then we want to take it over and discuss with Mr. Sun whether there are any other ancient jades at home. We want to take them too."

"It turns out that this guy doesn't know how to appreciate things. He talks about how he can sell things dug out of his ancestors' graves, and he will bury them again later."

"We just waited for a day, and when the Sun family was looking for someone to bury it again, when we rushed out to grab the ancient jade, the two gods from the God Sect somehow got the news... We

When they arrived, these two guys had already killed everyone in the Sun family and were about to leave."

"How could we let them go after we finally found the clues about Gu Yu? We stopped them."

"The result...ah."

The Yixinjiao master sighed: "Of the fifteen people, the two of us are the only ones who died. If we hadn't met the adults, I'm afraid we would also..."

"I see."

Fang Che dragged the two corpses over and began to touch them.

A lot of property was taken out from the arms of one of them, a dazzling pile.

Sure enough, there was a piece of ancient jade.

The shape is like a finger, round, and the ancient jade is still mottled with rust: "Is it this piece?"

The two shook their heads in confusion: "We haven't seen it before either... It should be."

Then the two of them looked at the other things they took out, such as elixirs, golden tickets, spiritual crystals, etc., with burning greed in their eyes.

They all turned around and looked at the other corpses.

There should be a lot of wealth on these corpses...

"kindness……"

Fang Che played with the ancient jade and didn't find anything unusual. It was probably just ordinary stuff. He instinctively urged Wuliang Sutra to try it and said casually: "I don't know what the use of collecting ancient jade in the teaching is...ah?!

"

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise.

I saw that when the ancient jade in my hand came into contact with my immeasurable scripture, it suddenly began to glow white.

All the rust on it suddenly fell off.

A warm energy rushes into the meridians along with the power of the immeasurable scriptures.

He quickly turned around and entered the Dantian.

Then a weak spiritual power began to develop gently, rushing upwards and merging with Fang Che's own spiritual power.

Fang Che suddenly felt an overwhelming pain.

He couldn't help but his face twisted.

But the severe pain came and went quickly, disappearing in an instant.

And this piece of ancient jade also disappeared in his hand, and he didn't know where it went.

Looking at the empty hands, Fang Che stared intently, slowly turned his head, and looked at the two remaining Yixin teachers.

The two of them also looked at Fang Che's hand in confusion.

Ancient jade...

Glow?

Gone!

I am...

Could this be what the head coach is looking for... Oh my god.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Fang Che's solemn gaze.

The two of them were so frightened that they almost peed.

"My lord! My lord! We didn't see anything! Please forgive me..."

There was despair in their eyes as they desperately begged for mercy!

Fang Che sighed: "There's really nothing we can do about it... You said your luck is really not good."

"Sir, spare your life, we swear..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed.

Clang!

Fang Che returned the sword and put it into its sheath.

The expressions on their faces turned to deathly gray, their eyes bulged in anger, they held their necks tightly with both hands, and made a "clucking" sound.

Blood trickled out from between the fingers of both hands.

Slowly fell to the ground.

"I never planned to let you go."

Fang Che quickly packed up the belongings of several people, used one of them's cleaner clothes as a bag, and wrapped everything in it.

There were sounds of crying in the distance, and from a distance, a group of farmers in white clothes were crying and running towards the place where their ancestors were buried.

"Why……"

Looking at the person coming, Fang Che sighed.

A piece of gold was thrown on the ground and fell right under the body of the killed member Sun Wai.

Then it flew away with a whoosh against the ground.

As soon as he ducked behind a tree, he disappeared without a trace.

When he left, those people were already hundreds of feet away; but when those people arrived at the end of the field, Fang Che had already found Ye Meng and went out a long way in the opposite direction...

Seeing Fang Che actually coming back with a package and full of evil aura, Ye Meng was a little surprised: "Sir, what is this?"

"Made a small business."

Fang Che said calmly: "Find a secret place for a while and sort it out."

We arrived at the foot of a big tree dozens of miles away.

Ye Meng just started to pack the package.

I couldn't help but be surprised.

There are spiritual crystals, golden tickets, secret books, elixirs, elixirs... everything.

At first glance, there were at least ten people.

There are still blood stains on it.

Unable to help but be stunned, he turned to look at Fang Che.

This young master... actually did such a big job in such a short period of time?

No wonder I was so angry just now.

It turned out that he was going to kill people...

'Why……'

Ye Meng sighed inwardly, unable to help but feel extremely disappointed: 'People from the Demon Cult are indeed members of the Demon Cult. Killing people is so ordinary. As long as there is a chance, I will kill people and buy goods. No wonder the superiors asked me to be more careful...'

While sorting, he asked with the hope of something unexpected: "Master, are you acting chivalrously when things go wrong?"

"What kind of chivalry!"

Fang Che curled his lips and said: "When I turned around, I saw two groups of fat sheep killing each other. While they were both losing, I just happened to clean them all up. The harvest was not bad."

The light in Ye Meng's eyes dimmed a bit and she said, "Young master, you should also take care of yourself."

"fine!"

Fang Che's demonic arrogance grew more and more, saying: "Just killing a few people is like slaughtering chickens and dogs!"

Ye Meng stopped talking, lowered his head, paused his hands, and began to sort carefully, saying: "Master, gold tickets are 300,000 taels, silver notes are about 4 million, and others..."

"Just keep those elixirs for improving your cultivation. When you don't need them, sell them for money."

Fang Che rode on the horse and laughed: "Let's go on. I think the mountain in front of us has a good scenery. Let's continue to go to autumn."

"yes."

Ye Meng sighed inwardly.

Having just killed so many people, he actually continued to enjoy the autumn without any fluctuation in his mood. There is no one else with this kind of mentality.

The Demon Sect, I don’t know what means they have to make a person who has been in contact with the Demon Sect not long ago become so cruel!
To be continued...