Shi Shen really didn't understand what the situation was with this brush, it said that it was a girl, but the voice was similar to a little Zhengtai, and the name was so masculine, I really don't know who named it.

"Of course my dearest dad took it. Little Tuo said proudly, and when he was excited, he would spin around. Now, for example, it had already turned several times in the palm of Shi Ash's hand.

"Your father?" Shi Ember was stunned, there are many things that have become immortal in recent years, and even a sandalwood brush has a father. The world is so big that there are no surprises. Shi Shen estimated that Xiao Tuo's father was a sandalwood spirit.

"My dad isn't the you think!" Xiao Tuo was suddenly a little unhappy, he hated his dad when others slandered him in front of him: "My dad is super powerful, he can beat ten people like you." Oh no, no, it's a dozen of them. ”

"Poof-" Ember was amused, this guy probably counted him as a human. Just listening to this itchy tone, this brush's little temper is really a bit similar to his daughter-in-law.

Shi Shen stood at the entrance of the corridor on the thirteenth floor, and there was an iron door in front and back. He could clearly feel that the heaviest Yin Qi still belonged to the door in front of him, and the Yin Soul Qi hidden inside the door was enough to suppress the flow of air. The iron door was closed tightly, Shi Shen walked over and pushed it gently, there was no imaginary "squeak" sound, and the door was quietly pushed open.

The world inside the door is truly shocking. At the very least, Xiao Tuo, who was holding the brush in Shi Ash's palm, was scared half to death, and hurriedly jumped into Shi Ash's pants bag, poked his head out slightly, and watched cautiously.

Every square meter of the room looked as if it had been burned by fire, corroded into a charred brownish yellow by an invisible force, covered with something as sticky as black oil. The floor and walls are full of potholes, and it seems that no tiles were bought to pave the floor and stick to the walls when they were renovated. The walls are covered with spiky dark green vines. There are thick and thin, and the thickest vine hangs on the wall opposite the TV in the living room, shaking twice from time to time, like the heart of the whole house. The coffee table and the TV were not spared, and the vines climbed over the coffee table and hung on the TV. The TV screen, which had been closed all the time, shattered and frozen.

"It's a mess. Little Tort hid in his pants bag, shivering and grumbling.

Shi Shen walked slowly into the living room and looked around, and replied casually: "This is not just a mess, it is a ruin. ”

I don't know if it's because the location is on the lower floor, but the light on the thirteenth floor is even darker than the eighteenth floor. The lights were not turned on, and Shi Ember walked in like this, as if visiting a haunted house.

"Say," Shi Shen asked, "You are so good at mind reading, can you read everyone's inner thoughts?"

If all of them can be read accurately, it will be much easier to find the daughter-in-law. He always felt that Yan Jun named Suo Luo was just scaring him, and there was no way to really do anything to Mu Yu. After all, if he is one of the Seven Monarchs, how big a difference in strength can there be? If this is really the case, then Mu Yu will be grounded somewhere at most and will not be able to come out. As long as Xiao Tuo can read Suoluo's inner thoughts, maybe he can know Mu Yu's place of imprisonment from it, so that he can go directly and save a lot of trouble.

He wasn't interested in playing such a boring game with a man who couldn't find anything to do.

"No!" Xiao Tuo suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and his denial was firm. The cold word "no" directly snuffed out Shi Yan's plan in fantasy.

It said in a straight voice: "First of all, I can't read everyone's hearts, I was created by my father, and the strength of the mind reader must be lower than my father." Secondly, Salo's strength is on par with my father's, and I can't read it at all. ”

"Heh!" Shi Shen looked at it with disgust on his face, and scolded in a low voice, "You are such a spicy chicken." ”

This guy was so arrogant when he read his mind, pushing and shoving as soon as he asked it to do something serious, he really didn't know what the use of keeping it was.

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Tuo was furious, and the boy's voice with a milk voice was not much of a deterrent, and even gave people a fierce feeling: "Do you know who my father is? Dare to talk to Uncle Ben like this, I think you are tired of life!"

"Oh. Shi Shen asked lightly: "Then who is your father?

When Xiao Tuo heard that he belittled his father so much, he was so angry that his pen trembled. It jumped out of his pants bag and hit his thigh with the barrel of the pen, and his voice was furious: "Wait for mortals, don't be presumptuous! Don't be scared to death when I tell me the name, my father is the ...... of the ancient gods today."

"Huh?" Shi Ember frowned.

“…… Lord Mo Chen, the head of the four guardian beasts!"

"Poof—"

Shi Ember laughed, this brush was so funny, deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the words "Ancient God", but he didn't expect it to be just a guardian beast.

"It's just a heavenly beast, what's worth ......?"

Before the word "show off" was spoken, Shi Ember suddenly paused. As if he had thought of something, he froze in place and blinked his eyes twice, and after a while, he suddenly jumped up in shock.

"it!"

Forgive him for exploding twice in just a few minutes today, and it's really the father of this brush...... Hehe, that's right, Guangyuan Mountain, where the ancient god Aurora lives, the crane that guards the head of the four heavenly beasts, is called Mo Chen.

"Well, I'm scared by my father's prestige. Xiao Tuo shook the wolf haughtily, and the whole pen was written with a great provocation.

"It's not scared, it's really shocked. Shi Ember was only surprised for a moment, and soon returned to normal. The world is so big that there are no wonders, and now even if this brush says that the crane has pedophilia, he believes it.

"In other words, how did you get involved with a crane with a brush? Moreover, it is still a father-son relationship. ”

"It's a father-daughter relationship, but they're delicate soft girls. Xiao Tuo said in a standard Zhengtai voice: "It's just that the voice is a little new." ”

Shi Yan twitched the corner of her mouth, and the delicate girl is estimated to be a pseudo-girl if she cultivates into a human form. This crane ...... Tut-tut, a person who usually looks very serious, actually raises such a non-ashamed brush essence in private.

"Don't you slander my dad like that!" Xiao Tuo shouted angrily, "Also, I'm really a girl, it's just that my voice was a little bit wrong in the early years, you can't say I'm a man based on that!"

Shi Shen rolled his eyes, not bothering to care what gender it was. A girl is a girl, what does it have to do with him whether a brush is male or female?

He walked straight into the bedroom area, which belonged to the same unit, and the 13th and 18th floors were identical, so he could find a bedroom area with a long corridor here.

However, in the same bedroom area, the five rooms on the eighteenth floor are all used as bedrooms in a regular manner, while there seems to be only one on the thirteenth floor. The other two have their own functions, and no one in the ordinary civilian building will use the room without permission, after all, the real estate developer and the owner will not allow it. But this is a yin building, and the property does not dare to come, the owner's words...... It is estimated that Suo Luo gave a cold eye to the past, and everyone did not dare to say a word.

The yin aura of the jade-faced Yan Jun Suo Luo was enough to cover the yin qi of the entire Yin Building—the sum.

The doors of the five rooms were tightly closed, and when the first door was pushed open, the background of this room was no different from the living room, the walls and the ground were full of pits, the same spiked vines, the same black oil, only an operating table covered with a thin white cloth. Shi Shen walked over and lifted the white cloth, and the table was full of stainless steel plates containing surgical knives.

Lancet, flat-edged scalpel, scissors, copper tweezers...... There is no shortage of all kinds of surgical tools, and everything is available.

"What is this?" Xiao Tuo poked his head out, he had never seen the city of the modern century, he looked at the knives on the stage, and his curious appearance was similar to the appearance of Mu Yu when he first came to Baiwu City. It waved its wolf at the operating table and asked, "Is this the plate that people used to serve food in the modern century?"

"Well, almost. Shi Shen looked at the steel plate on the operating table and replied expressionlessly: "It's just that it's not for eating, it's for dissection." ”

"Anatomy?" Tuo had never heard of such a novel verb.

"Well, it's killing. Shi Yan didn't bother to explain to it, so he directly changed to an easy-to-understand word. With a brush, it should write and draw as much as it could, and why do you ask so many questions? Is it possible to tell it the steps before and after the dissection and the meaning of the function? He is not idle.

Xiao Tuo let out an "oh", probably hearing the perfunctory tone in Shi Yan's tone, and obediently shut up, staying quietly in his pants bag to see what he was going to do next.

Autopsy is not the same as murder, and there is no connection between the two words. Normal physicians use dissecting materials from dead animals or humans. And if it is an autopsy of a dead person, it is necessary to obtain the consent of the family, otherwise the doctor has no right to operate.

Of course, the above practice only applies to a doctor in his right mind. Like Suoluo, Shi Shen really didn't intend to treat him as a normal person.

The operating table is clean and tidy, because it is covered with a thin cloth, and there is not a single dust to be seen when it is just opened. The surgical knife is the same as the new one, the blade is as clean as a mirror, and the light reflected to the human eye is a little dazzling.

Shi Shen picked up a scalpel, put the blade of the knife to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and his brows tightened unconsciously.

"What do you smell?" asked To, curiously.

Shi Ember put the knife back in its place, and his expression quietly became a lot more serious.

"I smell it, the smell of blood. ”