I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

Chapter 23 has some brains, but not many.

Five hundred thousand!

Purchase flying swords and talismans!

They're really rich!

Li San sneered as he watched Su Wuchen walk into the training area.

He was now certain that the deaths of Zhang Xiu and the other two were definitely related to Su Wuchen!

Putting everything else aside, that 500,000 alone is very problematic!

Secondly, what use would it be for an ordinary person without any cultivation to buy so many cultivation supplies?

They even opened a training room?!

Are you a monk?

Do you practice if you can understand it?

That's just wishful thinking!

If it weren't for the rule against violence within the verification center, he would have directly taken down Su Wuchen when he bought the flying sword, and then forced him to reveal who had killed Zhang Xiu and the others.

I'd like to see how long you can stay here.

Three hours later.

Just as Li San's patience was about to run out, Su Wuchen walked out of the training room.

Upon seeing this.

Li San immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Motherfucker!

That bastard finally showed up! If he hadn't, I would have been full from drinking tea!

You're dead meat!

Li San trailed far behind Su Wuchen, only to see Su Wuchen walk towards a secluded, unfinished building.

What is this guy doing in a place like this?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Even if he, an ordinary person without any cultivation, noticed something was wrong, what could he do?

Even assuming he does have cultivation, how high could it be?

I could crush him with one hand if I wanted to!

It's like choosing the path to hell when there's a way to heaven!

But he was stunned when he entered the unfinished building. Su Wuchen was standing not far away, watching him quietly, as if waiting for him.

"Someone from Zhengxin Loan Company?"

Having his identity exposed by Su Wuchen, Li San made no attempt to hide it, saying, "You're right, I work for Zhengxin Loan Company."

"You had Zhang Xiu and the other two killed, didn't you?"

Su Wuchen smiled. "Why do you say that?"

Li San gestured with his chin towards the bag in Su Wuchen's hand, "You're just an ordinary person, you can't even afford to pay off your loan, where would you get so much money to buy items at the verification center?"

"You must have teamed up to kill Zhang Xiu and steal 500,000 yuan. Now that they can't show their faces, they arranged for you to buy weapons for them, right?!"

"..."

Su Wuchen was silent for a moment, then said, "Why can't I be the one to kill them?"

"you?"

"Hahaha……"

Li San felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

How could an ordinary person with no cultivation claim to have killed Zhang Xiu and the other two?

"You should have seen me go to the practice room, right?"

"certainly!"

Li San smiled broadly, "So what?"

"You're not trying to tell me that you're not only a cultivator, but also a powerful eighth-rank cultivator, are you?"

Su Wuchen: "..."

He actually guessed right.

"Haha, speechless now, huh?"

Li San became increasingly certain of his guess, and approached Su Wuchen with a smile, "Let me guess, your friend is probably hiding here, right?"

Su Wuchen asked with a playful expression, "Since you knew that, why did you still dare to follow me?"

Li San said with a hint of arrogance, "I'm not that good-for-nothing Zhang Xiu!"

"Is that so?"

Su Wuchen stepped forward with a smile, revealing golden patterns on the back of his hand, clearly indicating that he was an eighth-rank martial artist!

The next second, Su Wuchen appeared in front of Li San, face to face, with a distance of no more than five centimeters.

"you……"

"An eighth-rank martial artist?!"

Li San screamed in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

How could a good-for-nothing like him be an eighth-rank martial artist?!

It must be an illusion!

"You're trying to scare me... hah!"

Li San was only halfway through his sentence when Su Wuchen grabbed him by the neck. "He has some brains, but not many."

Click.

Li San tried to resist in terror, but Su Wuchen ruthlessly snapped his neck, leaving him limp and unable to get up.

In my eyes, you and Zhang Xiu are no different.

Su Wuchen chuckled, feeling the ten percent of his cultivation surging into his body, and shook his head inwardly.

He was already an eighth-rank martial artist, and even a tenth of the cultivation of a ninth-rank martial artist was pitifully weak to him.

After searching his body, they found a martial arts manual.

"Bone-crushing palm strike?"

"Upon mastering this technique, one could shatter the bones of an eighth-rank martial artist with a single palm strike?"

"Take it."

"Is there any more?"

"Poor bastard."

After rummaging around for a while, besides a few hundred yuan in cash, there was only a small bottle left with the words "corpse-dissolving water" written on it.

Who would carry something like this around?

This is convenient for me...

Su Wuchen opened the bottle with a strange expression and poured some of the contents onto Li San's corpse.

Chi Chi.

The medicine reacted quickly upon contact with Li San's body, and in the blink of an eye, a pool of foul-smelling sewage remained on the ground.

The effect is very strong.

Back at the shop, Su Wuming was already awake and preparing dinner.

"elder brother."

"You're awake! Come see the gift I prepared for you."

Su Wuchen smiled and called Su Wuming over, then took out the flying sword he had prepared and handed it to him.

"What is this?"

"Just open it and you'll know."

Su Wuming curiously opened the packaging of the flying sword, and was immediately stunned when he saw the flying sword placed inside the box.

"The Moonlit Sword?!"

Su Wuming was incredulous. "Brother, where did you get so much money?"

Su Wuchen: "I'll take out a loan."

"Didn't you immortal cultivators come up with some kind of immortal cultivation loan? You can get one with just a down payment of 20,000 yuan."

Su Wuming looked anxious. "We don't even have 20,000! You need to return it quickly!"

Su Wuchen laughed heartily, "You don't have it, but I do."

"Where did you get so much money?"

"Your brother Fei brought it here. He saw you were sleeping, so he didn't wake you."

Su Wuchen laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm a coroner in the yamen now, earning over ten thousand a month. Plus, the shop's business is pretty good, so I can afford it."

"But……"

"Give it a try."

Su Wuchen didn't give him a chance to refuse, taking the Moonflower Sword and shoving it into Su Wuming's hand. "You're a cultivator, you should have the bearing of an immortal. If you don't even have a flying sword, what kind of immortal are you?"

Su Wuming nodded emphatically, and his Origin Qi surged into the Moonflower Sword. The light on the Moonflower Sword then dissipated, transforming it into an ordinary longsword.

Su Wuming subconsciously twirled his sword, feeling a great sense of control.

"It's alright, isn't it?"

"That would be wonderful."

Su Wuming was overjoyed. "None of my classmates have flying swords like this!"

"If you like it, that's fine. Just focus on your training from now on!"

"Um!"

Su Wuming nodded emphatically, then put away his flying sword. "Brother, you rest for a while, I'll go cook."

Su Wuchen laughed, "You're hopeless. I'll do it."

"Don't underestimate me!"

Su Wuming walked into the kitchen with a smile. Su Wuchen went up to take a look. The kitchen knife was as easy for Su Wuming to use as an arm, and the order of cooking was also correct.

"Don't add soy sauce."

"...That's from the ancient Chinese almanac, and you still say that?!"

Su Wuming turned around and looked at Su Wuchen speechlessly.

That was when he was twelve or thirteen years old. He cooked for Su Wuchen and the others, and the food turned black.

Su Wuchen smiled and said, "Then you continue, I'm going to play some games."

"it is good."

After glancing at Su Wuming's retreating figure, Su Wuchen silently turned and left.

When he was home, he rarely let Su Wuming cook.

Open the game.

The madman crawled out of the pit.

"Die, you monster!"

In a frenzy, he slaughtered everyone in his path, and soon all the ghosts in the Ghost Cave were wiped out by his madness.