Chapter 891 Smart Yan Xiaobao!
Xiaobao stopped in his tracks and blinked. "Eh? Where's Little Brother?" He walked forward and asked the frightened young beggar, "Little brother, have you seen my little brother?"The young beggar was scared to death by that little thing. When he saw a child of about the same age, his soul was about to leave his body. He didn't even hear what Xiaobao asked. He screamed and scrambled away!
"Huh?" Xiaobao scratched his head and looked in the direction of the carriage in confusion. He didn't understand what had happened. Why did his little brother suddenly disappear? Why did that little brother suddenly run away?
Yu Wan also got off the carriage and walked towards Xiaobao.
Xiaobao spread his hands and said, "Little Brother left!"
"Yes, I saw it." Yu Wan nodded. She stroked Xiaobao's head and looked in the direction where Little Rakshasa had left. It was dark and it had long hidden in the night. For a moment, it was really difficult to say where it had gone.
Yu Wan held Xiaobao's hand and walked towards the carriage.
Xiaobao looked back three times with every step, but he did not see his little brother until he got into the carriage.
The news of an evil being appearing in the Nether Capital and sucking an adult man into a dried corpse could not escape the Sang family's spies distributed in the city. Almost as soon as the commoners became restless, the Sang family's spies received the news. Little Rakshasa came and left quickly. When the Sang family's spies arrived at the location, there was no sign of Little Rakshasa. However, the dried corpse was still there. They transported the corpse back and personally carried it to Master Sang.
Master Sang looked at the corpse in the courtyard and frowned deeply. "This was found in the city?"
"Yes," said a Sang family's guard dressed as a merchant. "In front of a tea shop on Baishui Street."
"Baishui Street?" Master Sang frowned. He squatted down and carefully examined the corpse. From the wounds and the situation of the corpse's death, it seemed to be done by the Blood Rakshasa. However, the Blood Rakshasa was at a critical juncture in his breakthrough. It was impossible for him to leave the Sang family.
"Who is the culprit?" Master Sang asked.
The guard dressed as a merchant said, "I asked the commoners present and they all said that it's a child. He's about three years old and is thin. He's wearing inappropriate clothes and the material is very luxurious."
The rest was nonsense. The front was the main point.
Master Sang frowned even more tightly. "What did you say? It's a child?"
"Yes!" The guard dressed as a merchant said.
"How can it be a child?" Master Sang muttered suspiciously. This was even more ridiculous than the Sang Family's ancestor secretly leaving the forbidden area. It was just that the other party was actually a child. In that case, it was a little Rakshasa?
Master Sang was puzzled. "Strange, the secret manual to cultivate the Blood Rakshasa is in the Sang family. Only the Sang family can refine the Blood Rakshasa. Where did that little thing come from?"
"Could it be... that the Sikong family also refined a Blood Rakshasa?" The guard dressed as a merchant asked.
This guess was quickly denied by Master Sang. "That's impossible. There's only one secret manual and it's already been obtained by the Sang family. It's impossible for the Sikong family to refine a Blood Rakshasa! Besides, even if they want to refine it, the Sikong family won't use a child to refine it..."
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