Meng Heng's eyes narrowed happily.

This Betru's "Requiem for the Town" is my favorite piece of collective hypnosis, the first half is vast and tragic, and the second half is depressing and treacherous, like a demon's hand, which can easily draw out the dark side buried in the listener's heart.

Then, through this monstrous release of the dark side, the listener sinks, drunk and unconscious, at his mercy.

He once played this song on the piano in front of the potted plant in front of his desk, and when the song was over, the original green bluegrass was completely lifeless and withered.

There was never a mistake with this tune.

It's just that I didn't expect that the monster creature reacted more violently and seemed to be more painful than humans and Lancao when facing "Requiem".

Probably related to physical fitness? Meng Heng thought boredly.

He put down the bamboo flute, stood up, and walked past the goblins with his hands in his hands.

These monsters who had just been fierce and vicious were now completely arrogant, as if they had been drained of their souls, their eyes were dull, their bodies stiffened in place, or squatting or falling, or lying on their backs or lying on their stomachs, lifeless.

Even if Meng Heng walked past them, there was no reaction.

Meng Heng smiled, the arc of his lips was elegant and evil: "You say, what should I do with you next, huh?" ”

The young man stopped in front of the painted skin spirit, standing with his back straight, his long figure looked like the king of this group of goblins, and his expression was indifferent with a touch of arrogance.

At that time, the moon was already hanging high, and the sound of the wind gradually stopped, like the water and the moon sprinkling a bright silver light.

*

Meng Heng held a roll of oiled paper in both hands, handed it forward, and said with an indifferent smile: "My lord, the murderer is here." ”

Chen Ping looked at the young man with an indifferent expression, and the taste in his heart was quite complicated, whether it was the joy after worry, or the surprise mixed with some doubts.

However, now was not the time to ask in detail, he took the oil paper in Meng Heng's hand, took a few steps back, and handed it to Lord Yin who was sitting on the high hall.

Lord Fu Yin also took it with a puzzled face, and then slowly opened the oil paper, and after his eyes touched it, he was stunned on the spot.

When Chen Ping saw it, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look, but this look was greater than Lord Fu Yin's reaction, he took a few steps back suddenly, pointed to the oil paper and said silently: "This, this is ......"

But I saw that what was wrapped in the oil paper was nothing else, it was the bewitching human skin that had faded from the painted skin, but at this time it was crumpled and very terrifying.

"Meng, little brother Meng, what the hell is this?" Lord Fu Yin barely suppressed the fear in his heart and asked calmly, but as soon as he asked, a guess suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately put all the worries and fears in his heart behind, and hurriedly added: "Could it be...... That thing? ”

He had discussed this unsolved case with Chen Ping before, and both of them thought that the bizarre nature of this case was nothing more than those two situations, and now it seems that it ...... But it's a second, even more bizarre situation.

"Exactly." Meng Heng nodded slightly: "This demon is called Painted Skin Essence, and the prototype is a bone essence with a blue-face-fang-fang, blood-basin-mouth, specializing in the disguise of bewitching human skin, pretending to be a beautiful girl in the world to confuse human men. ”

"I see." Lord Fu Yin was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't help but glance at the painting skin on the oiled paper again, and his face became solemn.

"Then how did Little Brother Meng find her? Can you catch her? Can you be hurt by her? Lord Fu Yin asked again.

"Yesterday evening, I went to the prison with Brother Chen Ping to inspect the prisoners, and suddenly felt that the demonic spirit was strong, so I followed and caught up with this demon in the wilderness on the outskirts of Beijing, and found ironclad evidence such as the man's heart and lungs remaining in this demon cave." Meng Heng replied unhurriedly and with a flat face: "It's just...... This demon cultivation is very high, and I can only drive it out of the capital and make her swear that she will never harm anyone again. ”

Meng Heng said this, and there was no trace of waves in his voice.

When Lord Fu Yin heard that he had failed to catch this demon, his face couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and when he thought of the physical evidence, he was overjoyed and said, "Oh? Where is the cave? Does Brother Meng still remember? ”

With physical evidence and the human skin in his hand, the case can be closed, and the demon ran away...... just ran away, and she couldn't be caught back like a person, and if she couldn't be suppressed and asked her to hurt someone, it would be even worse.

He didn't doubt that this thin young man could fight against the demon, after all, the young man was famous, and he had shown his wonderful skills, so it was not a problem to think that he had some ability to subdue demons and collect demons.

Meng Heng said: "That cave is not far from here, you only need to send some people to go with me." ”

"Okay, this official will ask Chen Ping to lead his subordinates to go with you." Lord Fu Yin decided to take the case.

*

In fact, sometimes, the conclusion of the case is not obsessed with details such as modus operandi and motives, and what ordinary people need more is just a culprit who can carry their anger.

It is like a gap that vents all the resentment and sorrow that is pouring out to keep society functioning.

After Shuntianfu announced the results of this unsolved case, the family members of the man who was killed by the painted skin essence rushed to the cave with great anger, carefully put away the remains and buried the remains, and then burned down the cave of the painted skin essence in a fit of rage.

After more than a month, this matter gradually faded from everyone's field of vision.

In the western suburbs of the capital, Cuiwei Forest Garden.

Meng Heng walked in front of these big and small goblins standing in a row.

That's right, the goblins standing in front of the young man right now are the fierce beasts and demons that were fierce and vicious a month ago, and they wanted to eat people with their teeth and claws.

And now, they all honestly obeyed Meng Heng's orders, lined up in a line, lowered their eyebrows, and didn't dare to move.

That's the power of hypnosis.

Meng Heng glanced at these goblins who were a little depressed, and he was in a happy mood.

First of all, through the song "Requiem of the Town", the brains of these goblins were washed violently, and they were so shocked that they were at a loss and carried away, and they couldn't remember the purpose of eating people, and then through the inducement of guò's voice, the suggestion of the eyes and the consolidation of the conversation, the hypnotic effect was deepened one by one.

By the time they came to their senses, it was too late, and their every move was already under their control.

He even numbered each of them, from 001 to 016, which was enough to form a team of monsters.

The painting skin spirit is among them.

Yes, after thinking about it, Meng Heng's plan was to tame the painted skin essence under his hands, rather than hand it over to the government.

After staying in this time and space for so long, he has seen a lot of demons and monsters, but it is rare to see demon slaying masters and Taoist priests who may compete with him, if he gives the painted skin essence to the government, he believes that no one can safely subdue her.

Besides, killing the goblins is not a foolproof solution.

Originally, natural selection, survival of the fittest, in this vast world, whether it is a human or a demon, it is nothing more than a link in this food chain, people eat meat, demons eat people, cause and effect reincarnation, the way of heaven is like this.

And Meng Heng never wanted to play the role of a human defender. The reason why he subdued these demons was only because he could subdue them, and that's it.

Meng Heng stood still in front of the goblins, and said with a leisurely smile: "Now, I want you to report to me all the daily life and diet within five days, No. 001, starting with you." ”

No. 001 is the same painting skin spirit.

At this time, she had honestly restrained her fierce and vicious appearance, and transformed into a well-behaved girl. Hearing Meng Heng's roll call, he hurriedly put away the sharp claws that he couldn't help revealing just now, and was a little unwilling but still had to answer: "Don't worry, Master Meng, Uncle Meng, the slave family hasn't touched even a trace of flesh in the past five days, but I'm hungry!" ”

When the painting skin spirit said this, he did not forget to have a delicate and soft posture, which was very seductive.

Meng Heng snorted meaninglessly: "It's really easy to change, but it's hard to change your nature." Number 002, you say. ”

No. 002 is the lotus essence in the pond of Zhao Yuanwai's house, but he is the appearance of a tall young man, who was called by Meng Heng, raised his head and said unhurriedly: "Within five days, I drank the water of the lotus pond every day for a living, and I did not eat meat. ”

"Good, 003, what about you." Meng Heng continued.

"I don't eat meat either, I only eat and eat the weeds in the back mountains." Rabbit Essence No. 003 is busy.

"If I don't eat meat, I'm not interested in what I eat, and I lick my paws every day......" said the weak centipede spirit 012.

Meng Heng nodded: "Yes, for this kind of behavior of protecting the ecology and saving food, everyone should actively learn." Next. ”

The demons glanced at the spider spirit in surprise and resentment, but no one dared to complain about Meng Heng.

"I have changed my ways, and I have only learned to cook and cook in the past few days, and I have not eaten meat." The young tanuki No. 013 said indifferently, but as soon as the words fell, his eyelids blinked extremely quickly, and then quickly drooped, half-covering his eyes.

Meng Heng, who had been following these goblins, narrowed his eyes.

Although No. 013's tone is calm and flawless, the lip line is slightly stiff, and the mouth is very small when he speaks, with few major openings and closings.

Meng Heng smiled: "To be honest. ”

The tanuki was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, and he repeated the words in a calm tone.

The smile on the corner of Meng Heng's mouth gradually expanded, he squinted his eyes and looked at these goblins, and said softly: "It seems that after getting along for so many days, some people seem to have a little misunderstanding about Zaixia. ”