My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 184 Accident
After the innkeeper wept bitterly, waived the room fees for several people, and took the initiative to collect the bodies, Mr. Luo did not say anything.

It was just an accident.

After all, everyone was not very familiar with each other. Even if someone died, an unfamiliar third-level cultivator or an ordinary maid who had just met once, no one would feel very sad.

But the atmosphere in the inn was a little subtle at the moment.

Death is never a good thing.

The rest of the people stayed in their rooms early and did not go out.

Tu Su, on the other hand, was sitting in the lobby on the first floor with his legs crossed, looking out the window leisurely.

A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Tu Su sniffed, and soon the waiter came over with a large pot of food.

"Sir, here's the big plate of chicken you ordered."

A large plate of delicious chicken nuggets was placed in front of Tu Su's table, which made his eyes light up.

Who says that practitioners have no desire for food and drink?
The chicken is delicious and the soup is rich.

Tu Su ate with relish, since everything was accounted for under Luo Lao's name.

He picked up a chicken bone and threw it to the ground skillfully, muttering to himself.

"Eat it, eat it. Even though they are your own kind, it doesn't matter. You will get what you eat. Eating chicken will get you what you eat. It's just like a human."

"I just won't eat people. I've suffered so much every day and ended up like this. Now I understand that only by eating people can I become a superior person."

Tu Su said as he glanced at the ground.

But he didn't see his own spirit beast.

Hmm? Where's my chicken?
Where is my chicken king?
Tu Su slammed the table and yelled.

“Where’s my chicken?”

The waiter was startled and looked puzzled.

"Chicken? Isn't it in your bowl, sir?"

Tu Su's eyes flickered, but he quickly reacted.

The connection between his mind and spirit was not lost, and what he was eating was not his own chicken.

"Giggle..."

A big red rooster walked in from outside the lobby step by step, looking very proud.

Tu Su felt a little relieved.

But the next moment, he saw two familiar figures walking in together.

Along with the figure came a slightly doubtful voice.

"Your natal spirit beast seems to have a certain realm, but it is innately deficient and cannot perform any moves or magical powers. It can hardly protect itself. Your cultivation is closely related to it. Can you let it leave without any worries?"

Ye Wuyou walked into the inn and looked at Tu Su.

Just now he took a closer look on the road and picked up a chicken that was singing and dancing from a trap.

Although the host will not die if his natal spirit beast dies, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to practitioners like Tu Su, whose cultivation is closely related to taming beasts.

But now, the other party is staying in this inn leisurely and enjoying himself.

This is very bad.

In response to Ye Wuyou's words, Tu Su was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. Then he slapped his head and picked up the chicken.

"Thank you, Brother Wu, and Miss Bai. I don't know why. It has always been with me. How come it ran away today? I didn't pay much attention to it."

"This is an accident." Tu Su said.

Accident?
Ye Wuyou doesn't think so.

He has discovered some clues through Tianyan, but he needs more information to make it clear.

At the same time, he also knew that Tu Su, Na Luo Lao and others had also gotten off the cloud boat and were now in this mountain city.

His eyes swept across the inn and finally stopped at a spot on the ground.

There was a faint hint of crimson there, and although it was wiped carefully, some traces were still left.

He spoke without thinking.

"Who died?"

Tu Su's eyes were filled with confusion. Why did the other party suddenly ask this as soon as he arrived?
But thinking of the two accidents just now, Tu Su couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Instead of letting the things pile up in his heart, he might as well talk them out.

He started from the very beginning when he stepped off the cloud boat, and then talked about how he heard the sound of the cloud boat exploding, and then a third-level cultivator who was accompanying him was killed by a failed formation plate he picked up casually.

Later, when they came to this inn, a maid unfortunately slipped and fell, and eventually died.

Ye Wuyou listened silently, becoming more and more certain in his heart. Then he looked at Tu Su and gently spread out his hands.

The scene unfolded in his eyes.

Sure enough...

"Are all the people who left the cloud boat early here?" Ye Wuyou asked.

Tu Su thought for a moment, "Besides us, there seems to be a pair of cultivators who also got off the cloud boat. In addition, there seemed to be a few people driven out of the bottom cabin, but I didn't pay much attention to them."

Is it?

The door was gently opened, and Old Luo, dressed in a black robe, walked out from upstairs, looking down at Ye Wuyou condescendingly.

He knew that Ye Wuyou in front of him was already in the fourth realm.

Although still inferior to himself, they can be considered equal.

The supernatural powers in the middle three realms are fundamentally different from those in the lower three realms. Regardless of the rest, the lifespan reaches five hundred years.

An old voice came.

"Wu You, I don't care where you went before, but since you are back, you can stay here first and leave with us in a few days."

Ye Wuyou raised his head slightly, looked towards Luo Lao, and spoke softly.

"How many days?"

"Yes, there will be another cloud boat coming in a few days, then..."

The voice was interrupted by Ye Wuyou.

"How many of us do you think will be alive in a few days? Elder Luo."

The words were a little abrupt, and Tu Su, who was standing nearby, was stunned.

What do you mean?
Old Luo frowned and did not speak at the first moment.

The two did not conceal their voices as they talked across the air, and the noise they made attracted the attention of others.

The door was opened, and another third-level practitioner came out at this moment, looking puzzled.

A maid quietly opened a corner of the door and carefully listened to every move outside.

They knew that it was the person in front of them who had revealed his realm on the cloud boat.

It is precisely because the other party has reached the fourth realm of great supernatural powers that his words have some meaning.

Ye Wuyou spoke calmly, but his figure never left Bai Lu. "Do you think the deaths of those two people were just accidents?"

"A cultivator was killed by a stolen magic weapon, and a maid fell to the ground?"

"This is not an accident at all. It was just covered up by the accident and eventually became a kind of inevitability."

"You left the Cloud Boat, and you were lucky enough to avoid the disaster. I wonder if you still remember the old Taoist who was talking nonsense on the Cloud Boat?"

That old Taoist?

Of course they had the impression that when it came to the prediction that Yunzhou would be in trouble, it was the old man who first shouted it out.

It's just that the other party was insignificant and no one believed him, so Ye Wuyou spoke up later.

"He is dead." Ye Wuyou said.

Ye Wuyou did not tell them that the old Taoist committed suicide, but... whether he committed suicide or not, it seemed that nothing mattered anymore.

Because whether it is accidental death, homicide, or suicide, there is only one result.

That is death.

As soon as these words were spoken, no matter how slow their thinking was, a hint of surprise appeared in everyone's eyes, as if they understood something.

The deaths of three people are enough to prove many things.

Ye Wuyou gently spread out his hands and Tianyan started.

Without having to kowtow seven times, everything has been easily deduced.

Whether it was Tu Su, Elder Luo, or the third realm practitioner...

There is only one result in the picture.

When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

"Your life is about to end." Ye Wuyou said lightly.

Of course, even though they thought of this point, everyone still found it a little unbelievable.

The third realm practitioner among them frowned tightly at this moment, with hesitation in his eyes, but it eventually turned into determination.

"Ridiculous, according to what you said, we didn't die on the Cloud Boat, but we still can't avoid death?"

Ye Wuyou ignored him and looked at Old Luo.

The breath was tightly suppressed, not a single breath leaked out.

"Master Luo, tell me, why did you listen to my words and get off the cloud boat?"

Luo Lao responded calmly.

"I guess you are good at deduction. I just asked you to be my guards to prevent any trouble. I don't believe everything you said, but in order to avoid risks, I don't mind waiting for a few days and taking the next cloud boat."

"Why, do you doubt me?"

Be cautious and don't want to take any risks?
That is an explanation.

Ye Wuyou nodded, then revealed a faint smile.

"I do know a little about deduction. According to my deduction, even you will die here, so I naturally won't doubt you."

Luo Lao said: "Since you said that even this old man can't escape death, what suggestions do you have now?"

"Do you know what's weird?" Ye Wuyou said indifferently.

Weird?

Old Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. As a member of the Luo family and a person who has mastered the fifth level of magical powers, he certainly knew what weird was.

Tu Su looked hesitant, as if he recalled his past experiences in that village.

Only the third realm practitioner was left, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

What are they talking about?
Ye Wuyou didn't explain too much, but he definitely knew the other party's reaction.

"Gather all the people who got off the cloud boat together. For the next few days, everyone will stay together."

Luo Lao frowned.

"What's the point of doing this?"

"significance?"

Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly, holding his forehead with one hand as he explained.

"Didn't you realize that the people who died all died in accidents?"

Mr. Luo understood what Ye Wuyou meant.

"In that case, let's all stay in this inn and wait for a few days."

Ye Wuyou denied.

"No, not in the inn, but in the same room."

If this weirdness means that everyone’s fate has come to an end, death is imminent.

Then I'd like to see how the others will die.

He wanted to establish more connections, collect more information, and even find out where this strange thing was and what it was.

This weirdness will kill people.

Could it be Lu Qingshan's [death]?

Ye Wuyou quickly denied this.

If it really is [death], then none of us would be alive.

That means death as soon as you say it.

Similar, but not quite.

If someone could be killed only by this kind of accident, then all you have to do is avoid all accidents.

"If you believe me, gather everyone together, including the faceless young lady of your family." Ye Wuyou said.

This is a normal suggestion.

But Mr. Luo refused.

Ok?
Why did he refuse?
Luo Lao said calmly at this moment.

"It's not that I don't believe you can deduce it, but I don't think there is anything or any accident in this city that can kill me."

Yes, how could a person with great supernatural powers in the fifth realm die here?
This is sheer nonsense.

The third-level practitioner standing nearby also showed determination in his eyes at this moment, and finally shook his head slightly.

Tu Su, on the other hand, seemed to believe Ye Wuyou's words at this moment and stood there in a daze.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything else in the end.

Because he wanted to know too.

What kind of accident would cause the death of a person with great supernatural powers in the fifth realm.

I will return a chapter later

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