Chapter 109 The Miserable Situation of the Ghost Woman
The next day, early morning.
"ah!"
A loud scream broke the silence.
"Sizzle!"
The chains of several tents were opened at the same time, and the people inside came out. Looking at the scene outside, they couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise.
"Qin Zhan, what on earth is going on?"
Nanjue dressed and walked out of the tent. She looked at the people lying by the fire and the middle-aged man with a long beard standing motionless like a statue by the tree. She turned to the strong young man beside her and asked.
The reason Nan Jue asked him was because the scream just now was from the man named Qin Zhan.
"Captain, I don't know either."
Qin Zhan looked at Nan Jue with a pale face and shook his head. He couldn't help but feel like crying. He just came out to pee, but who knew he would encounter such a thing? He was so scared that he almost lost control of his bladder.
Even though he held it in with his strong will, the occasional churning in his lower abdomen made him feel extremely painful.
Looking at Qin Zhan like this, Nan Jue shook her head and walked towards those people.
"Mo Fan, this..."
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan walked out of a tent. Looking at the person lying on the ground, Zhao Manyan was a little confused and reached out to poke Mo Fan beside him.
Mo Fan observed the situation, thought about it, and then told Zhao Manyan his guess.
"I think the hunter wanted to take the Fire Tribulation Fruit for himself while we were asleep, and then he killed those people by the fire in some unknown way. But it seems he didn't succeed."
Mo Fan looked at the people lying in front of the fire, a hint of wonder in his eyes. He had heard about the intrigues and betrayals among hunters, but this was the first time he had witnessed it.
"Don't touch!"
Ye Feiyang slowly walked out of the tent and shouted when he saw Nan Jue, whose hand was about to touch the corpse.
Then, a silver light flashed, and Ye Feiyang appeared in front of Nan Jue. He reached out and grabbed Nan Jue's hand that was reaching for the corpse, and said in a deep voice.
"They were all poisoned to death by poison mages, and their bodies are all more or less poisonous."
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Nan Jue was stunned for a moment, a trace of fear on her face.
Just when Nan Jue wanted to withdraw her hand, she found that her hand was firmly grasped by Ye Feiyang.
Two faint blushes appeared on the cold face.
Ye Feiyang glanced at Nan Jue, quickly loosened his hand, and coughed twice.
"How do you know they were poisoned?"
Nan Jue's pretty face returned to its cold expression as she looked at Ye Feiyang and asked doubtfully.
"Of course I saw it, otherwise he wouldn't be there."
Ye Feiyang smiled faintly, glanced at Old Hu standing under the tree, and said softly.
"So that's how it is."
Nan Jue thought about how Ye Feiyang was a high-level space mage, and there was no need for him to lie to her. She nodded and spoke.
"If you hadn't discovered him, the Fire Tribulation Fruit would have really been stolen by him."
Little did she know that Ye Feiyang was lying to her. The only reason he knew they were poisoned was because he himself was a poison mage and could sense the toxins in their bodies.
The reason why Lao Hu was standing there was because the space around him was confined by Zi Ling, so he couldn't move.
In fact, he had been sleeping in the tent last night.
Ye Feiyang's voice was neither loud nor soft, and it happened to be heard by the people around him.
Ghosts don't scare people, they are afraid of people scaring themselves.
When Zhao Yulin heard Ye Feiyang's light words, his legs trembled and he almost fell to his knees.
Panic flashed in my eyes, and a drop of cold sweat trickled down my face. I kept trying to comfort myself.
"I was not involved, it has nothing to do with me..."
On the other side, Ye Feiyang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Nan Jue and asked with feigned confusion.
"I gathered some information before I came here. Many years ago, there was a wanted criminal named Ghost Woman in your military district. I wonder if you still remember her?"
"Ghost woman?"
Nanjue murmured, and then a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.
How could she possibly forget the ghost woman? She was the shame of their military region, and the life and death of the officer she admired most was also closely related to the ghost woman.
"Do you know the whereabouts of the ghost woman?"
Although it was a question, Nan Jue used a tone of affirmation when she spoke. Although she and Ye Feiyang had only been in contact for a few days, she understood that Ye Feiyang was not a person who would speak without purpose.
Since he mentioned the name of the ghost woman, it means that he must have clues about the ghost woman, or the ghost woman is in his hands.
"The ghost woman is in my hands."
Ye Feiyang didn't hesitate and went straight to the point.
"Where!"
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Nan Jue's eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he couldn't wait to speak.
"It's right under the tree."
Ye Feiyang pointed in the direction of the Star Language Tree.
Nan Jue looked in the direction Ye Feiyang's finger pointed, and saw a man with blood-scabbed eyes, his whole body covered with burns, horrifying and terrifying. He was slumped under the tree, his wrists handcuffed, and his neck wrapped with a silver chain, the other end of which was tied to a thick branch of the Star Speaker Tree.
"Is this a ghost woman?"
Seeing the ghost woman tied up like a dog, her eyes gouged out, Nan Jue was stunned and asked tentatively.
"You come with me."
Seeing Nan Jue's disbelief, Ye Feiyang said calmly.
After saying that, he took Nanjue to the tree, in front of the ghost woman.
The ghost woman's ears trembled slightly. Hearing the approaching footsteps, she suddenly spoke in a sharp, hoarse voice, like a demon from hell.
"You want to torture me again? Go ahead. I have no way to live anyway. But even if you kill me, it won't change the fact that you pierced your own mother's heart!"
"Ghost woman, I'm not Chen Ying."
Ye Fei said with a calm expression.
"You little brat, how do you know my identity!?"
When the ghost woman heard Ye Feiyang's words, her face instantly turned gloomy.
Listening to the conversation between the blind old woman and Ye Feiyang, Nanjue's heart was in turmoil. Nanjue thought that if the ghost woman's eyes were still there, the look in her eyes would definitely be wonderful.
Looking at the ghost woman's miserable state, Nanjue felt a faint sense of satisfaction in her heart.
Ye Feiyang listened to the ghost woman's words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he turned his head to look at Nan Jue, and said lightly.
I think this reaction should prove that she is the ghost woman. If you still don't believe it, take her back and let the military's psychic experts explore her memory."
Nan Jue shook her head when she heard Ye Feiyang's words.
"No need for that. A woman with such a vicious mind, like a snake or scorpion, is nothing more than a ghost woman."
She had heard what the ghost woman had just said, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy for the girl named Chen Ying.
She hadn't seen it from a distance just now, but now that she was closer, Nanjue could clearly see several fresh wounds on the ghost woman's burn-scarred body. These must have been inflicted by the girl named Chenying...