Chapter 118: Dream Worm

The Prince's Mansion

Fang Xile said hello to the guards and walked straight to the library, looking for ghosts or strange beasts related to dreams.

She finally knew why she couldn't feel the yin qi, because the existence of murder was not in this world at all, but in a dream.

Dreams are related to the real world, but they are very different.

It can be said that it is a higher world than the real world, and the creatures in the dream world can contact the real world, while the creatures in the real world cannot contact the dream.

Dreams can be likened to a world of higher dimensions, where it is there, but you can't see it or touch it.

There aren't many ghosts or beasts related to dreams.

Fang Xile checked them one by one.

Nightmares, Alien Beasts, Rulers of Dreams, this level is too high, if the Nightmare is the entire Xichuan County will fall.

Nightmare ghosts, a kind of ghost with strange abilities, exist in the illusion, the immortal body, can pull people into the dream to kill, and the person in the dream will die instantly if the person dies in reality.

This is not right, Zhuang Heng and Zhuang Yonglong were not killed in dreams, but died in reality.

Dream worms, which can manipulate sleeping people, like to live on people with rich imagination, and the host will have the ability of dream worms.

That's it!

So, who exactly does the dream worm live on?

The faces of the people in the Zhuang Mansion flashed one by one, and Fang Xile had a guess.

As soon as I got out of the county king's mansion, I saw Bao Chun waiting there.

"My lord, I heard that you have come to the county king's mansion, so hurry up and come to you. ”

"But what about the banker's enemy?" Fang Xile was a little apologetic, she had asked Bao Chun to check the whereabouts of the loan shark, and forgot to inform Bao Chun after discovering that the murderer was in the Zhuang Mansion.

"No," Bao Chun's face was a little strange: "My people are monitoring the Zhuang Mansion day and night, and I overheard the children of the Yang family talking to Zhuang Yongfu......"

Fang Xile nodded while listening, and understood everything, so it made sense.

........

Zhuang House

The whole village is covered with white cloth, and the strips of cloth flutter in the wind, like strips of white silk, waiting for the person who takes the initiative to hang it.

In the main room, Mrs. Zhao lay on the side of the bed and cried softly, and Zhuang Yonglong was lying on the bed, and there was a deep blood mark on his wrist.

"Mrs. Zhao, it's okay, it's just that she has lost too much blood and needs to recuperate. The doctor instructed.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, cheered up and thanked the doctor.

Cheng Jiangyan stood aside, the ability of the killer has really become stronger, it used to be able to control the human body in sleep, but now it can pull people into sleep in broad daylight, which is simply unguardable.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time and saved Zhuang Yonglong's life.

"My lord!" Mrs. Zhao knelt on the ground: "My lord, I have no son, if there is no master, I don't want to live anymore, please save the master!"

"Mrs. Zhao!" Cheng Jiangyan held her, but couldn't say anything to make her feel relieved.

Such a headless case was really painful, nothing was found, and people almost died right under their noses.

A subordinate came in with a rush, and Mrs. Zhao just wanted to reprimand him, when she heard him say.

"Master, madam, Lord Fang is back, she said that she knows who killed the person, let you gather everyone in the mansion!"

Mrs. Zhao's face immediately showed joy.

"Madame......"

"Sir, are you awake?"

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly turned around and exclaimed in surprise.

"Madame, help me up, I'm going to see ....... too"

"Master, the doctor said that you are weak and need to rest. ”

"Go see ......"

Cheng Jiangyan interjected: "Take him with you, he also wants to know who killed his son." ”

The courtyard was full of black people, dozens of people in the Zhuang Mansion, regardless of the master and servants, all the men and masters gathered here, and even the two-year-old son of the Li family was brought over, nestled in the arms of the Li family, biting his fingers.

Zhao helped Zhuang Yonglong to sit on the side seat and gave up the main seat to the two adults.

Cheng Jiangyan was confused, but in order not to show timidity, she could only sit on the chair with a noble and cold face.

Fang Xile stood in front of everyone, and on one side there was a birdcage, in which the fat yellow bird hid its head under its wings and slept soundly, and on the other side was an altar with a hideous ghost face painted on it.

"I already know who killed Zhuang Heng, and this person is among you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people below moved uneasily, and anyone who learned that there was a murderer next to him would feel uncomfortable.

Fang Xile didn't rush to name the murderer, but said: "In addition to us, there are many rare and exotic beasts in the world, among which there is a strange beast called Dream Worm, which has a peculiar ability to control the body of a sleeping person or animal. ”

"So, the killer is this dream worm?"

Mrs. Zhao asked through gritted teeth.

Fang Xile shook his head and said with a smile: "Dream insects don't consciously kill, only people do." Dream worms like to live on people with rich imaginations, and those who are inhabited by dream worms have the same abilities as dream worms.

Initially obtained this power, he couldn't confirm it, first tested on small animals, tried to kill small animals, and later used this ability to kill Zhuang Heng. ”

Everyone stared at Fang Xile's mouth, expecting an answer from her.

Fang Xile sold a pass: "This person must hate Zhuang Heng and Master Zhuang to the core, who do you think this person is?"

The people standing below looked at each other a few times, and Li suddenly pointed at the young man and said, "I think it's Zhuang Yongfu! If the young master and the old man are dead, he will be able to inherit the Zhuang family's property!"

Zhuang Yongfu is Zhuang Yonglong's cousin, who came to Zhuang Mansion to study and prepare to participate in the scientific examination in the spring.

Zhuang Yongfu's face flushed: "How could a scholar do such a thing, a woman's opinion, a woman's opinion! I still said that it was you, as soon as Heng'er died, there would be only the child in your hand!"

"Nonsense!"

Seeing that the two were about to tear apart, Xiao Zhao suddenly stood up, Xiao Zhao was introverted and rarely spoke: "I think it's Yang, Yang She often beats and scolds children, not admonishment, it's ...... It is to prick the child with a needle that sews clothes. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Yang, but they didn't expect Yang, who was gentle and gentle on the outside, to be able to do such a thing.

Yang's body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.

Xiao Zhao continued: "You can treat your own children so cruelly, thinking about yourself, what can't a selfish person do?"

"I ......" Yang lowered his head, hiding the resentment in his eyes, and looked up with a pitiful expression.

Bai Xiaolang suddenly grabbed the corner of Yang's clothes, lowered his head, and there was an obvious dark blue on the back of his neck: "I accidentally pierced it, it's none of my mother's business." ”

Not only did pity rise in the hearts of the people, what a good child, but it was a pity.

Everyone was still arguing, Fang Xile clapped his hands: "Okay, I already know who the murderer is, I can be lenient if I stand up now, and if I don't stand up now, ...... if I don't stand up now."

So saying, he ordered a wooden shelf to be erected in the middle of the courtyard, and a charcoal fire was placed underneath.

"If you don't come out, I'll sacrifice you to the sky in a while!"