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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO Murder in Shan Village

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scripture, 112th, Shan Scripture, second to seventh

Lee Yan laughed, as though he knew Jing Mo would ask that, and extended his hands to show it to him.

Jing Mo saw that Lee Yan's expression did not look malicious, and walked hesitantly to's side, looking at his hands.

The skin on Lee Yan's hands was dark, the color difference between his face and Lee Yan's.

Lee Yan's hands were not only black, but his skin was also extremely rough, as if it was made of pitch-black rock.

Lee Yan said: ”My hands have been soaking in the medicinal liquid since I was three years old. There are all kinds of medicinal ingredients in the medicine, forget about the Arrow Poisonous Wood's poison, even a poison that's ten times stronger than the Arrow Poisonous Wood's poison can't poison me.”

Only now did Jing Mo believe that, after all, Lee Yan's hands did not look like they belonged to a human's hands.

Jing Mo was curious, and asked him: ”Why do you need medicinal water to refine your hands?”

Lee Yan told Jing Mo, ”People of our Mount Sect have two basic skills. One is the Mountain Shifting Art and the other is the Ironarm Art. If you want to practice the Mountain Shifting Technique to the perfection, you need to first practice this technique, and when your arm becomes as hard as iron, it will mean that you have reached the small success level, and you will be able to practice this technique. ” After pausing for a moment, Lee Yan said calmly: ”Mount Sect disciple, your strength is unfathomable, it is not so easy to say that you can forget about it, you will need to put in a lot of effort. If you want to master this Steel Arms Art, you will need seventeen to eighteen years. If you want to master it quickly, you will need to use medicine and water to practice it. ”

Jing Mo seemed to understand a little.

Lee Yan looked at Jing Mo and the sky slowly darkened. The setting sun slowly descended into Jing Mo's eyes and disappeared, as if it was swallowed by Jing Mo's pitch-black pupils. Lee Yan's heart tightened, he didn't know if Jing Mo could survive this ordeal or not …

After a while, Lee Yan reminded Jing Mo, ”Wood, don't tell anyone about the conversation between you and I, okay? Anyone, including your grandparents — ”

Jing Mo was startled, and thought: ”Grandfather is currently a bad guy, but could it be that Grandmother can't tell him either?” He couldn't help but say, ”My grandmother is very good. I-I won't hide anything from my grandmother.”

Lee Yan was quiet for a moment, then sighed: ”Do your best, I already warned you, it is your business whether you listen or not. With the same Character in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers, I can only help you till here. ”

This was the second time Lee Yan had said the words' Character in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers'. Seeing Lee Yan being so old and talking like this, Jing Mo felt both curious and amused at the same time. This nine-year-old kid, could it be that an old man really lived in his brain?

Jing Mo hesitated: ”I promise you, I won't tell anyone else about your matter. No, I won't tell anyone.”

Only then did Lee Yan heave a sigh of relief, and laughed: ”Let's go. It's too late to go back. Your grandfather should be looking for you. ”

Jing Mo thought: ”That great evildoer wouldn't look for me.” However, there was no need to tell Lee Yan these things. Grandma had said that she would call Uncle and Aunt back together, and then discuss how to deal with that great evildoer.

The two youths walked back to the Jingjia Village and parted ways under the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Jing Mo said: ”See you tomorrow.”

Lee Yan stared at Jing Mo: ”Be careful at night.”

Jing Mo saw that Lee Yan had uttered another sentence for some reason. He felt it was strange, and just as he was about to ask, Lee Yan had already turned around and left with his backpack on his back.