Chapter 380

The Spirit Platform Realm tiger demon was also decisive; seeing that its physical body had already been swallowed by the flames, it did not hesitate to abandon its body, its demon soul transforming into a streak of white spiritual light that shot out from within its body, attempting to escape.

The onlookers saw this and intended to seize it, but unfortunately, the speed of the demon soul was too fast to catch.

Just as the demon soul was about to escape, suddenly, a fist-sized firebird descended from the sky.

"Ah~"

The demon soul was pierced through by the firebird, and with a 'boom,' it was submerged by flames.

After a few breaths, the demon soul was burned to nothing, and the firebird dissipated along with it.

The onlookers watched this scene, their pupils shaking violently once again.

"That firebird is..."

"A Zhu Que?"

The Zhu Que Army members who had just escaped the tiger's mouth bowed in the direction where the firebird had appeared.

Seeing this, the onlookers thought of something and all shivered in unison.

They suddenly realized that the Lingguang Hall Master should, perhaps, seem to be right nearby!

They hadn't been fighting or harming innocents today, right?

The cultivators reflected on their recent behavior, and only after confirming they hadn't violated any of the Lingguang Hall Master's taboos did they secretly heave a sigh of relief.

High in the sky, Hua Changxi, whose figure was completely covered by spiritual clouds, saw the patrolling Zhu Que Army collect the charred corpse of the tiger demon and leave. She swept a glance at the onlookers and followed the lingering aura of the Zhu Que spiritual shadow, flying toward the nearby mass grave.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a nauseating, pungent odor rushed toward her, and Hua Changxi's nose immediately wrinkled.

In order to find clues, she could only endure this foul odor and began to investigate around the mass grave.

She had arrived a bit late and only saw the tiger demon attacking the Zhu Que Army; as for the person who had attacked the Zhu Que Army before, she had not seen them.

However, judging from the lingering aura of the Zhu Que spiritual shadow, this mass grave should be the place where the Zhu Que Army was first attacked.

From the outside, this mass grave had been abandoned for many years, yet the gloomy aura of this area was quite astonishing; even just walking on the outskirts, one could feel gusts of chilling wind.

The mass grave was not very large, and Hua Changxi spent less than an hour going through the entire area.

Nothing!

However, a few miles away from the mass grave, she discovered a mortuary, inside which lived a thin, scrawny little boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

A small child living in such a gloomy and remote place seemed strange no matter how one looked at it.

Since Hua Changxi also wanted to ask about the mass grave, she walked into the mortuary: "Little brother."

The little boy was sitting in the courtyard, grinding yellow, moldy rice with a stone mill, and did not respond, not even lifting his head, as if he didn't know someone had entered the mortuary.

Hua Changxi raised her voice and called out again: "Little brother."

The little boy still had no reaction, continuing to lower his head and grind the rice.

Hua Changxi carefully examined the little boy, and only then did she discover that his pupils were white and devoid of any light.

He was actually blind!

Hua Changxi made some noise again, but the little boy still didn't react.

No reaction to sound either; could he be deaf as well?

A blind and deaf child living alone in a mortuary not far from a gloomy mass grave made Hua Changxi feel even more suspicious.

Immediately, she activated her Truth-Seeing Eyes, wanting to probe the little boy's situation.

Who would have thought that as soon as the Truth-Seeing Eyes were activated, the little boy who had been lowering his head to grind rice suddenly looked up, 'glaring fiercely' at her with his pair of white pupils.

Yes, fiercely.

Even though the little boy's pupils were lifeless, Hua Changxi still sensed the anger erupting from his eyes.

However, at this moment, she had no time to concern herself with the little boy's hostility.

For no other reason than that she saw the little boy's bloodline totem with her Truth-Seeing Eyes—it was actually a blood-red chain!

That blood-red chain emitted a powerful binding force; just by looking at it, Hua Changxi had the feeling of being about to be judged and sanctioned.

This was the first time she had seen such a strange bloodline totem, and for a moment, she was somewhat stunned.

When she came to her senses, she saw that the little boy grinding rice had already stood up, 'looking' at her with hostile defensiveness, his right hand behind his back, bloodline power condensing in his hand, in a posture ready to swing the blood-red chain at any moment.

Hua Changxi looked at him: "You can 'see' me, and you can 'hear' me speaking, right?"

The little boy did not respond.

Hua Changxi looked at his eyes: "Are your eyes strange eyes?"

The little boy still did not speak.

Hua Changxi took a deep breath and asked again: "Was it you who attacked the Zhu Que Army today?"

Seeing that the little boy still wouldn't speak, Hua Changxi stopped caring that he was a child, and with a 'boom,' a ball of flame appeared in her hand.

In an instant, the originally cold and gloomy mortuary was plunged into scorching heat.

Sensing the danger of the flames, the little boy retreated a few steps in fear, and then... shook his head.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi frowned: "Do you mean it wasn't you who attacked the Zhu Que Army?"

The little boy 'stared' warily at the flames in Hua Changxi's hand and nodded.

Seeing that he could communicate, Hua Changxi put away the flames before continuing to ask: "Although it wasn't you who did it, you know who did, right?"

The little boy stopped speaking again.

Hua Changxi felt helpless; through her Truth-Seeing Eyes, she saw that the little boy's flesh and blood were not tainted by the gloomy aura, and his blood was instead surging and rushing incomparably due to the blood-red chain.

This child was not the one who attacked the Zhu Que Army!

After hesitating for a moment, Hua Changxi took out a Zhu Que Token: "I am a member of the Zhu Que Army. The Zhu Que Army maintains order in Nanxiang County; if we don't capture the scoundrels hiding in the shadows, Nanxiang County will never be peaceful."

Once these words were out, the little boy did have a reaction, but this reaction made Hua Changxi feel like hitting someone.

The little boy was sneering, his face filled with deep mockery.

Hua Changxi instantly understood what he meant; the Zhu Que Army had first been impersonated, and then there were the disappearances—it was indeed quite damaging to their reputation.

Hua Changxi took a deep breath: "Has the mass grave been abandoned for many years?"

The little boy did not react.

Hua Changxi asked again: "Is someone using the mass grave to carry out some kind of conspiracy?"

Although the little boy still didn't have much of a reaction, his mouth pursed.

Hua Changxi noticed this scene and became thoughtful.

She had used her divine sense to probe the ground beneath the mass grave, but the gloomy, cold aura underground was too thick; the deeper her divine sense went, the more it made even her soul body feel the chill, forcing her to withdraw her divine sense.

Judging from the little boy's reaction, the mass grave should only be abandoned on the surface, and someone must definitely be doing something there in secret.

Afterward, Hua Changxi asked the little boy a few more questions, but the little boy didn't respond to any of them.

She couldn't coerce the little boy, so she could only leave, preparing to send the Zhu Que Army to watch this mortuary after returning to Lingguang Hall.

As Hua Changxi turned to walk out, she suddenly thought of the high regard the people of Nanxiang County had for Song Weimin, and holding onto the mentality of giving it a try, she turned back to look at the little boy.

"If even the Zhu Que Army cannot escape the harm of the evildoers hiding beneath the mass grave, then the common people within Nanxiang County will be even less able to escape."

"If Magistrate Song knew that the people of Nanxiang County would be in danger because of the mass grave, I wonder how worried he would be."

Seeing that the little boy still didn't react, Hua Changxi had no other choice and stepped outside. Just as she stepped out of the mortuary gate, a hoarse, childish voice rang out in her mind.

"You know Magistrate Song?"

Hua Changxi's eyes brightened—divine sense transmission!

The little boy was indeed as she had guessed; although his physical body was weak, his soul body was powerful.

Hua Changxi thanked Song Weimin hundreds of times in her heart, then feigned calmness and turned around: "Of course, to tell you the truth, the Zhu Que Army has always admired Magistrate Song."

The little boy 'looked' at Hua Changxi and used divine sense transmission again: "Your soul body is very pure; I believe you."

Hua Changxi didn't expect to hear such words and was stunned: "Your eyes, can they see through a person's soul body?"

The little boy nodded: "Grandpa said I was born with a pair of Underworld Eyes that can see through soul bodies." He paused, "There is danger underground; it was a Ghost Hand that attacked the Zhu Que Army."

Hua Changxi: "Ghost Hand? What Ghost Hand?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know, but Grandpa knew, unfortunately, Grandpa is dead."

Hua Changxi asked again: "Since you say it's dangerous underground, have you been down there?"

The little boy nodded.

Hua Changxi: "How do you go down?"

The little boy: "You are very strong, your physical body's blood and Qi are full; you would be discovered as soon as you went down, it's very dangerous. When Grandpa died, he also warned me not to go down."

Hua Changxi fell silent, suddenly thinking of some things.

This mass grave was located in the southeastern direction of Nanxiang County, and the gloomy, cold environment corresponded perfectly with the Ghost Fire Well, one of the Twelve Cave Heavens.

Hua Changxi looked at the little boy: "Underneath the mass grave, is there a Ghost Fire Well?"

Upon hearing this, the little boy's pupils shook, surprised that the person in front of him actually knew the name of the deep underground well!