Yishui Village is a small village located at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains on both sides and crossing the river on one side, and the remaining side is not wide, and a small stone road was just built last year. The small village is not big, but there are more than 200 households, the people in the village are simple and hospitable, although the residents are not much rich, but they live quite well by the mountains and rivers.

However, in recent days, there has been a depressing atmosphere in the village, and every pedestrian has a hurried look and a gloomy face, and it is as quiet as a dark alley empty in the middle of the night, even though they are walking on the street. The reason is because Murakami died two strong men a few days ago, if the usual way of death is not enough to affect other people, but their death is really terrifying, the heads of both of them are pierced by unknown sharp weapons, the hole is not big, it is the size of a small thumb, if only the head is damaged, it is not enough to make everyone panic, what really scares them is that the two of them are gone, only the empty two head shells are left! Thinking of the small hole, the brain was clearly sucked out of the hole by something, and it was sucked clean and there was no residue.

If it's just a simple head injury, it can be considered murder, but what about the brain marrow that has been sucked away?

In the days following the death, many animals in the village died, from chickens to horses and cows, and the cause of death was the same as that of the two men, with empty heads.

When such a thing happened, people were panicked for a while, some went to other villages to hide from relatives, and some closed their doors, for fear that the next one would be their turn, and the lively village suddenly became deserted.

On this day, a figure suddenly appeared on the main road that had only seen the back of the departure, and a figure walking towards the village.

The five people in the group were all wrapped in white, with a dark blue belt more than three inches wide around their waists, and the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with aqua blue auspicious clouds, and they were all carrying things on their backs, although the details were different, but they were indeed the same thing, all of them were sharp swords!

These five people all look like handsome sons, with black hair meticulously tied on their heads, handsome faces, and a kind of arrogance in their indifferent expressions, except for the first one.

Looking carefully, the jade pendant on the waist of the leader is different from the other four, much more delicate, and his identity is not quite the same as the four behind him. Although this person's face is also indifferent, there is a softness in it, but there is a coldness in the softness, which is really incomprehensible. Under a closer look, this person's face is exquisite, his facial features are clear, and he is a handsome young man, but the fly in the ointment is that this person's skin is pale, which is unhealthy and pale, although there are all kinds of emotions in his eyes, but it always gives people the illusion of being empty and unfocused.

As soon as the five of them reached the entrance of the village, a sturdy man in his forties came to him, wearing a washed white coarse cloth shirt, with a strip of cloth around his waist that could be used as both a belt and a sweat cloth, and he stepped on straw sandals in three steps and two steps to the group.

The man saluted respectfully and took the lead in speaking: "Presumably a few of them are the immortal masters who came to help us from Porkun Mountain! I am the village chief here, and the immortal master can call me Luo Dazhuang, please come to the house with me to talk in detail." ”

The pale-faced man at the head replied lightly, and said in a calm tone: "The village chief doesn't have to be polite, my name is Mo Ghost, I already have a general understanding of the affairs in the village, please ask the village chief to lead the way to the deceased, and wait for us to check the corpse and talk about it." ”

When Luo Dazhuang heard that the young man wanted to see the corpse first, he did not object, and immediately turned his steps and led the way in front.

The village was already small in population, and there were no outsiders, so there was no such thing as a Yizhuang, and the two dead men had to be placed in an abandoned thatched hut far from the village.

It has been some time since autumn, although the climate is not very hot, but after a few days, the corpse still began to rot and stink, and everyone just stepped into the grass hut and felt a rancid smell mixed with the musty smell of the grass house that had not been inhabited for a long time.

Several people frowned and covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, except for Mo Ghost. As if he hadn't smelled it, his face remained unchanged and he took the lead in stepping into the gloomy hut, and the village chief also followed him when he saw Mo Ghost entering.

"Do you really want to go in?" Luo Mumu frowned and asked Yang Mulan beside him with a slightly pale face.

Yang Mulan glanced at Luo Mumu and mocked: "What's the matter? Have you forgotten what your master said before you left? Don't forget, it's our uncle." That being said, Yang Mulan's eyes when he looked at Mo Ghost did not have any respect for the elders.

Luo Mumu thought in his heart: "A person who doesn't even have a senior is worthy of being our uncle!" Although his heart was uneven, but his feet stepped into the door, there was no way, who told him that the master told him that he had to listen to Mo Ghost along the way? I don't know how the master looked at this facial paralysis.

Seeing that Luo Mumu entered, Yang Mulan also followed closely, and the other two saw that the two senior brothers had entered, so they naturally didn't dare to say much, and they followed in, but before entering, the four of them all temporarily closed their sense of smell, and for a while, the small dilapidated house was even more cramped because of the sudden arrival of the six people.

When the cultivators reached a certain level of cultivation, they were naturally deaf and clear-sighted, and the small movements of a few people outside the door who thought they were hidden could be seen clearly. But when they came in, Mo Ghost didn't say much, not because he was evasive, but because he didn't feel the need to be like a child, although he looked about the same age as them, but in fact he had existed in this world for a long time, so long that he had forgotten his birth. The reason why Mo Ghost patiently brought this group of troublesome people was only because he completed the task.

After entering, Mo Ghost has not stopped inspecting the corpse, and the cultivator naturally has a set of inspection methods that ordinary people cannot imagine, so he does not need to peel off the corpse like a mortal, and the experience of Mo Ghost naturally came to a conclusion quickly, but he did not rush to say the answer, but looked at the four young people calmly, ready to listen to what they had to say.

As soon as Luo Mumu came in, he burned a piece of rune paper to detect ghost qi, looked at the burning color of the rune paper and shook his head: "There is no ghost qi." ”

Yang Mulan said: "But looking at this death, it definitely doesn't look like it's artificial." ”

"Could it be those strangers?"

"Impossible, who is idle and has nothing to do and not only kill but also kill small animals?"

"Yes, killing people is understandable, but why killing domestic animals? It can't be man-made. ”

"But there's no ghost here, and the rune paper can't be faked. ”

"Do you want to burn one?"

"What do you mean? Do you think I could have drawn such a simple spell wrong?"

"I didn't mean that!"

"What does that mean?"

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