However, Sheng Yawei always felt that he had overlooked something.

Before Sheng Yawei could think clearly, the thief dared to speak out and let her distract her.

"Anyway, when I asked them about the crying mother, their eyes were very complicated. ”

Sheng Yawei was a little curious: "What kind of complicated method?"

"I can't tell, just try it. The thief said.

"Okay, let's go see the crying lady first, if there are no clues, let's go and find out the tone of the villagers. Sheng Yawei said after pondering.

The thief dared to take Sheng Yawei and Huang Yan through the Nile Village, and the road became more and more deviant.

Sheng Yawei asked with a bold footstep, "Aren't there any shops in this village?"

"Well, I'm also curious about how the things they eat daily come from, and they don't farm the land. The thief dared to say another suspicious point, and then slowed down: "It's almost there!"

He didn't say it, Sheng Yawei and Huang Yan also knew, because the two of them felt that the elemental fluctuations here were a little abnormal.

The three of them were silent as they approached the bamboo grove, far from the center of the village.

Entering the bamboo forest, Sheng Yawei and Huang Yan couldn't help frowning, accompanied by a clammy and cold breath, it was a faint crying sound, the wind blew through the bamboo leaves, making a "rustling" soft sound, snakes and insects crawled over, leaving the sound of Xi Xi Suo, and intersected into a song like ghost music.

"It's more atmospheric than the last time I went to the Tomb of the Gods," Sheng Yawei said darkly.

I couldn't help complaining: "I said why is there no resentment outside! It turns out that all the resentment is gathered here."

"Woo my son, why are you so miserable"

"Son, for my mother, I will always be with you."

"Woo woo has always been with you"

As approaching. The sad and tactful female voice gradually became clear, but Sheng Yawei didn't think it was good at all.

With the end of each female voice, Sheng Yawei felt resentment like a tarsal bone burrowing into his ears and bones.

Light shield, sound insulation.

It didn't work. Sheng Yawei's expression became a little solemn.

Sheng Yawei reminded in a low voice: "This is not just resentment and crying, the element here is so disordered should be related to her crying." ”

"I mean, every time she doesn't cry, I feel lighter, and I thought I was annoyed by her crying!"

Sheng Yawei listened carefully, there should be a special rhythm in the cry, but unfortunately, Sheng Yawei's ear power or musical talent is not enough. Can't hear it.

It's Sheng Yawei's spiritual power. It can catch a hint of fluctuations that seem to be there.

Sheng Yawei had a goal, and the resentment and crying seemed less unbearable.

After passing through a bamboo forest, a hut suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

Inside the fence, a muttering young woman sits in a rocking chair. From time to time, I touch the swaddling clothes in my arms with my hand.

Sheng Yawei's first look was the swaddling clothes. This look. Sheng Yawei's eyes couldn't help but show surprise, and even the spiritual power to capture the fluctuations was a stagnation - damn it, it was actually made of high-grade shark silk!

Look at Sheng Yawei's eyes. The thief smiled: "You can see it too, aren't you very excited?"

"Nonsense!" Sheng Yawei glanced at him.

"There's something more exciting later. "The thief has sold his guts.

Sheng Yawei quickly guessed that the thief must be talking about the puppet. However, at this time, the puppet was tightly covered by swaddling clothes and the arm of the crying lady, Sheng Yawei couldn't peep, so he turned his eyes to the face of the crying mother, the crying lady was pretty, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows had a different style.

It was the corners of this mouth that made the elements chaotic. Of course, Sheng Yawei did not rule out that the mental power of the crying mother was much higher than his own, so he did not perceive the possibility of her using her mental power to disturb the elements.

The three of them did not deliberately lower their footsteps, and the crying mother must have known about their arrival, but she did not raise her head.

Huang Yan's spiritual power is not as fierce as Sheng Yawei, and he can't catch fluctuations at all, so in order to distract himself along the way, he can only take out Shui Weilian to play.

At this time, the three of them had already pushed open the courtyard door and stood beside the crying mother, the crying resentment was even more harsh and thick, and Shui Weilian couldn't distract from the words, so he simply put away Shui Weilian and stared at the crying mother with deep brows.

Sheng Yawei could already see the face of the puppet at this time, it was the appearance of a newborn baby, it was neither good-looking nor ugly, what Sheng Yawei cared about was that the material of the puppet was actually a spell of soul-attracting wood with the Elf Tree, and it was a rare gold, and what made Sheng Yawei puzzled was that she couldn't see the material of the puppet's eyes!

'It's weird!'

No matter how curious Sheng Yawei was, she knew that the crying lady would not let her touch this puppet, so she stopped thinking about it, turned her head and asked the thief: "What should she say before she can react?"

"Wait!" The thief gave Sheng Yawei a slightly calm expression.

After a while, the thief did not speak, but the whisper did.

"Don't cry. ”

The crying mother stopped strangely, and Sheng Yawei felt that the fluctuation disappeared, so he looked at the crying mother.

The crying mother looked up, and at this time Sheng Yawei saw the crying mother's eyes clearly - there was not only the resentment and madness of the bereaved woman in her eyes, but also the gloom and ferocity of being disturbed.

The crying lady looked at the utter Yan with sharp eyes.

"I'll strangle it!" The thief snorted in a low voice, pulled Sheng Yawei's cloak, and chatted with Sheng Yawei privately in a very surprised tone: "How do you know that you can call this old lady at this time?"

Sheng Yawei didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said directly: "He is intuitive." ”

"His instincts are so clever at all times?!" the thief's curious eyes wandered around Yan Yan's body.

"Basically. ”

"Wow, can you lend him me? Take him out to explore the treasure, wouldn't it be accurate to see if you look at it, and he will definitely make a fortune!"

"Tell the rumors yourself. Sheng Yawei feels that he is a very open-minded president, and he will not restrict his members from socializing and making extra money. Although, she felt that the otaku, the possibility of a thief's guts being able to pull was extremely low.

When Sheng Yawei and the thief had a private chat, the rumor had already communicated with the crying lady.

"Little doll, are you here with that kid to help me solve my troubles?" said that, the crying lady glanced at the thief with disdainful eyes, but the thief dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Hmm. ”

"You're a lot smarter than he is. After the crying lady praised the words, her face changed suddenly: "Then do you know that it is very rude to interrupt others to talk to themselves?"

"Cry. Bother. (To be continued......)