After setting a ban at the door, Duane cautiously went out to take a look, and after making sure that there was really nothing abnormal, he gradually closed the door. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at the room with a teacup in his hand and ignoring what was going on outside the window, a dog-legged person filling tea for two people, and a swaggering nostrils facing the sky. Duane felt a dull pain in his temples.

Can't you just take it seriously once?

Okay, let's speculate on the truth?

How did it turn into this lazy look?!

Du Jing didn't know what terrifying scene she had seen, her spirit had been decadent, her eyes were red and her sockets were deep, and she looked terrible.

Du Jing is uncomfortable, and Du An is even more uncomfortable, just thinking about solving these things as soon as possible and going home as soon as possible.

It's just that when he saw the lazy appearance of the three people in front of him, he couldn't get angry, but even Su Yuan, who had the lowest cultivation, was in the middle stage of foundation building like him. Dare to be angry but dare not speak, what is said is now.

Seeing that no one spoke, Mo Kongjing glanced at Du Xiaogongzi happily, and raised his head lazily, "The eldest son of the Lao Niu family was killed on the fifth night of the first month of this year, and it is said that he died because of excessive bleeding. A total of 168 slashes were made to the whole body, including the head, and one hundred and sixty-eight slashes were enough to cut a person to bones. ”

Slowly picking up a cup of tea, ignoring Su Yuan and Du An's trembling backs, Du Xiaogongzi confidently continued, "In early March this year, the six-year-old child of the Huang family was strangled to death at home, to be precise, hanged. But a six-year-old child can't reach the beams of the house even if he is on a stool, let alone strangle himself to death. ”

"In the latter part of the same month, the twelve-year-old only son of the Wang family drowned in a small puddle in front of his house. He was proficient in climbing trees, digging birds' eggs, and fishing for fish, but he was strangely drowned in a small puddle that was not yet basin deep in front of his house. Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Du Xiaogongzi's flat tone seemed to be discussing what kind of tea he was drinking today.

"In fact, these strange things calmed down for a long time, until we came to Luoshui Village, and on the first day, there was a case of a pregnant woman being scared to death, which indirectly led to one corpse and two lives. However, it is certain that the baby died three months ago, in early June, when the fetus in the womb of the pregnant woman broke her umbilical cord. Taking a sip of tea, Mo Kong didn't seem to notice how terrifying what he said.

Just thinking about it makes me feel creepy.

The September day was still hot, but even with the door closed, I felt gusts of wind blowing through my neck from behind, making people shiver incessantly.

Tonight is another night when you can't see the bright moon and stars, and a room full of people say that they are speculating and discussing, but one by one it is as if they are taking turns telling ghost stories.

"We came to Luoshui Village for four days, and on the first day, we had two corpses and two lives, and the next night there was a strange incident of two children being hacked to death by white bones. The past two days have calmed down, but these things can obviously be connected, but something happened in the middle. After a long time, Su Yuan bit his fingers and said unconvincedly.

"It's not too stupid, it's finally found." Du Xiaogongzi took a cup of tea and poured it into his stomach with a leisurely expression, so uncomfortable.

Seeing that the three of them looked like mirrors, Duane was stunned, why did he seem to be in the dark now? He knows what everyone else knows.

"Sun Mu's death is related to the Niu King Zhang Liu family, and the people who died are precisely the children of these four families, but there is an unrelated Huang family in the middle. It's not as simple as it seems. Taking a sip of tea, letting the heat cover his eyes, Mo Kongjing's expression was a little unfathomable. When he looked at the two dry bones on the table, there was a faint cold light in his eyes.

Sun Mu's bones were found, and the dead were all Sun Mu's enemies, and it was almost concluded that the ghost in Luoshui Village was Sun Mu's revenge. But they found another pair of bones, and there was another unrelated Huang family among the dead.

How could a six-year-old child be hanged from his home on a roof beam?

It's no wonder that the people in Luoshui Village are panicked and conclude that there are ghosts and monsters who are not pretending to be ghosts, and pretending to be ghosts is also within the scope of human power.

These strange things, where can anyone in this poor ravine do it?

"The people of the Zhang family and the Liu family must have thought of Sun Mu's revenge, so they moved the two families to live together, originally thinking of having a care, but it is estimated that they never dreamed that this would make the two children die together." Du Xiaogongzi squinted his eyes while holding the tea, and there was a burst of emotion in his tone.

Good and evil will be rewarded.

Hearing this, Mo Kongjing just smiled and did not answer.

Although Sun Mu died innocently, he killed so many people, and his karma was waiting for him.

"Now we just need to figure out what happened to the skeleton in the falling river, and the truth of the matter should be clear." pursed his lips, and Mo Kongjing stopped talking.

That's not enough, that black shadow, a pair of white bones, will either beat them to the ground or send them to reincarnation. Otherwise, there will still be no peace in this downwater village.

But in addition to recreating the scene in the heavy rain that day, they saw a black shadow and a pair of white bones committing murder. These two ghosts never appeared in front of them, and even if they wanted to pursue them, they could not find them.

"Hmph, the bones are in our hands, are you afraid that they won't show up?" Du Xiaogongzi sneered, but no one answered.

For ghosts who have been reincarnated hopelessly, it is not a big question whether they want bones or not.

Mo Kongjing wanted to tell Du Xiaogongzi such cruel news, but as soon as she saw Du Xiaogongzi's appearance of victory, she could only swallow the news silently.

After touching the bridge of his nose, Mo Kongjing calmly moved his gaze to the window.

The autumn wind is whining, the shadows are Zhuo Zhuo, and the white bones of the forest emit a cold light in the dark night.

When he looked back and wanted to have a cup of tea on the table, the teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The unbelieving moved his gaze to the window, and after seeing the bright white bones outside the window, Mo Kongjing stood up from the chair with a brush.

The unknown crowd first looked at her suspiciously, and then immediately got up and looked out the window as if they had discovered something.

Seeing the white bones standing outside the window, everyone's minds came back to the scene of that night, the white bones with a one-man high axe tirelessly cutting down two innocent children one after another.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and the bright red axe was stained with a layer of flesh foam.

As long as he thought of the scene at that time, Rao is monk who had been practicing for many years could not hold his feet.

I puffed myself up for a long time to barely keep my legs from going limp.

(To be continued.) )