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At night, Yang Erwa squatted on the ground and only dared to look but didn't dare to move, Gu Ling and Yang Xiaomei stood behind him, and the three of them were coming here.

After a while, Ghost Ming walked over, and was surprised to see the six dead horses, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Yang Erwa stood up when she heard the sound, and was about to answer, but she remembered the scene when Ghost Ming killed those spiders with a carved dragon fan just now, and she didn't dare to speak more after thinking about it.

"At first I tethered the horses to those trees."

Zhu Wuhong pointed to the right side of the thatched house, where there was a flat land, on which were some stones and weeds, and there were some tall and low trees growing on the ground.

"It stands to reason that it is impossible for the horse to run away on its own, but now the horse rope seems to have been deliberately untied by someone, and the horse is dead, and we have not found any wounds for a long time."

Zhu Wuhong muttered to herself, and then said to Ghost Ming, "Childe, this matter is too strange. ”

After speaking, Zhu Wuhong turned his gaze to the dead horse again, and continued: "Just now, we all killed spiders in the thatched hut, and we didn't come out until the spiders were killed."

"Could it be something like a secret weapon that killed the horses? I couldn't see the wound because it was too dark at night, or maybe the wound was too small for us to see for the time being. ”

Sister Yang stared at Ghost Ming, who opened the carved dragon fan and replied lightly: "No, there must be something strange."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Erwa didn't care much, and she felt cold in her heart and hurriedly asked.

"Our horses are professionally trained, and they will be restless and neighing when they encounter a foreign enemy.

We didn't hear anything in the thatched hut, and the reins had fallen off intact, which made all the more sense. ”

Ghost Ming said lightly. I didn't feel anything murderous around me.

"If you just want to kill the horse, you can just kill the horse, there is no need to untie the rope of the horse and get the horse here."

Gu Ling kept looking at the horse on the ground, puzzled, wasn't this an extra move?

"There was no sound at all!"

Yang Erwa muttered to herself, and the ghost stared at the dead horse for a while and ordered, "Let's go to the thatched hut to rest tonight, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." I can't see anything tonight. ”

Sister Yang glanced up at the top of the thatched house. I don't know when the clear green smoke disappeared.

"Just do what the son said, Erwa, you bring the firewood in and light the fire, and I will take a look at Wenzi.

Maybe it's going to rain tonight. If it rains, all clues will be washed away, and we need to find out why the horse died. ”

Yang eldest sister said while squatting to look at the dead horses in the night, Yang Erwa muttered dissatisfiedly: "This has not yet reached Maoling Mountain." Why did things start to get too much? ”

"Erwa, have you forgotten what the demon said today?"

Sister Yang stood up again. Yang Erwa stared at Yang Damei and didn't speak, and Yang Damei said again: "Maybe what the demon said is different from when we went to Maoling Mountain before is that there are more things from now on, hehe, otherwise why would it come here so far?"

Don't you feel that the demon is weak now?

I always feel like it's holding up."

"That's right. I also think youkai are weird. ”

Yang Erwa nodded approvingly, and after thinking about it, now they have no other choice. So he continued: "Very well, sister. I'll go and light the fire first, and then call me if you have anything. ”

Sister Yang nodded and turned her head to Gu Ling and said, "Gu Ling, you and Erwa go in, Little Sister stays here, she has a delicate heart and may be able to help." As for Childe, you"

Yang eldest sister turned her head to look at Ghost Ming and didn't speak again, asking for his opinion, Ghost Ming is not an ancient saying now, and she didn't think of what happened before the crossing reads();.

For the sake of safety, Sister Yang decided that it was better to be polite.

If you provoke the ghost, and then he easily "clicks" it, it really can't be drawn.

Even if he remembered it, it wouldn't make any sense to regret it, after all, people can't be resurrected after death

Therefore, Sister Yang has been silent, using the only patience she has to wait for the answer of the ghost who is not in a hurry.

Such a mood

Ghost Ming accepted the carved dragon fan and replied in such a light tone: "I also stayed, maybe I can help something."

Gu Ling didn't follow behind Yang Erwa, and she hesitated in her heart.

wanted to help Sister Yang, she was scared in her heart, and she couldn't help when she wanted to go inside the thatched house.

"I know you're worried about us, it's fine. Gu Ling, there are two masters around me! ”

Yang eldest sister smiled "hehe", while bending down to pick up the remaining firewood of Yang Erwa on the ground and handed it to Gu Ling's arms, looked at Gu Ling smiled in the night, and said, "You go in first, I will call you if you have something."

Gu Ling didn't say anything more, hesitated, still reluctant.

In the end, she told Sister Yang that they should be careful, so she took the firewood to the thatched house with confidence.

They all glanced up at the thatched hut, where there was already some light, and the spirit was heading there.

When Gu Ling walked into the thatched house, Yang Damei turned her head with confidence, Yang Xiaomei was some distance away from the dead horse, Yang Damei walked over and asked in a low voice beside her, "Xiaomei, did you find anything?" Now that they're gone, you can say it."

Yang Xiaomei raised her right hand and stretched out her index finger to point at those dead horses, her tone was cold, and she prompted: "Sister, do you look at the six dead horses seriously!"

"Huh?"

Yang Damei was surprised and got closer to Yang Xiaomei, and when Ghost Ming heard Yang Xiaomei say this, he glanced at Zhu Wuhong, and then went to Yang Xiaomei and the others.

It was pitch black between the heavens and the earth, and Sister Yang could only see the outline of the dead horse, she looked at it, and said in surprise: "Is it a 'corpse' word?!"

Turning her head to look at Yang Xiaomei, Yang Xiaomei nodded seriously and said, "It's just the word 'corpse', it's very strange, I haven't seen anything, I've been thinking about it and haven't figured it out."

"No, where is the word 'corpse' here, this is only the upper part of the word 'corpse', and there is still a 'death' word missing."

Zhu Wuhong retorted, Yang Xiaomei thought about it and suddenly understood, and replied: "The word 'corpse' you said is a traditional character, and our current word 'corpse' has been simplified, and the word 'death' without a face."

Yang Damei heard Yang Xiaomei say this, she also understood, and said to herself: "What is it that kills these horses and then spells them into a 'corpse' word, the word 'corpse' can only form the words corpse, corpse, corpse, corpse."

He bowed his head again and was silent, and then said to himself in surprise: "Is there a grave near here?"

"The first time we're here, we don't know about reads();."

Zhu Wuhong replied, and Ghost Ming also came closer and said, "I'll take a look tomorrow, but there are no horses to ride on the distance we picked up."

Sister Yang waved her hand indifferently and said, "We used to go to Maoling Mountain on foot, but now I don't think it's strange, hey, I thought there was a horse to ride." I don't know how far Maoling Mountain is from here."

"It's much closer to Maoling Mountain from here than to Liushu Town, and it won't be long before we get to Maoling Mountain, eldest sister, you don't have to worry."

Zhu Wuhong hurriedly said that he was afraid that Sister Yang would suddenly regret not going to Maoling Mountain, so his chances of being able to be with Li Qingyi would be even smaller.

"I'm not worried."

Sister Yang felt bored and squatted in her heart, she just wanted them to remember what happened before, and other things were not so important to her.

"Sister, these dead horses will definitely be drenched in the rain tonight, what should I do?"

Yang Xiaomei also squatted over, Yang Damei glanced at Yang Xiaomei and then glanced at Ghost Ming before saying, "This is Gongzi's horse, now that he is dead, he can do whatever he wants, let's go in and have a look."

Yang Xiaomei glanced at the ghost Ming and them, and the ghost Ming Dynasty bowed Zhu Wuhong's head, and then went to the thatched house. Yang Xiaomei followed, and it was still hard to say anything if she wanted to say anything.

"Big sister, you go over a little bit."

Zhu Wuhong bent over, and Sister Yang raised her head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Destroying the Horse's Carcass"

"Huh?"

Yang Damei stood up and jumped away in surprise, Zhu Wuhong looked back and saw Yang Damei walking away, he took out a slender small porcelain bottle from his waist, and then pulled out the small red stopper on the porcelain bottle.

Sister Yang looked at it like this, thinking of the strange poisons in the costume drama, she was very surprised in her heart, and looked intently at the movements in Zhu Wuhong's hands.

I saw Zhu Wuhong leaning towards the slender small porcelain bottle, and slowly something like a powder seemed to float out of the mouth of the bottle, and finally fell on the horse's corpse.

Zhu Wuhong circled around the horses, letting the powder-like things fall on each horse corpse, and finally threw the porcelain bottle at the horse corpse and returned to Yang Damei with a "whew-" sound.

Zhu Wuhong was about to say something but saw Sister Yang pointing to the corpses of those horses, Zhu Wuhong turned around, surprised again.

The contents of the six dead horses that came into contact with the porcelain vase were disappearing, and the same green smoke was still floating above the dead horses as on the thatched roof.

Sister Yang and Zhu Wuhong looked at each other until the horse corpse completely disappeared into the air, leaving no trace, colorless and odorless.

One glance at the thatched hut was the only light on the empty ground.

Sister Yang looked up at the night sky again, there were no stars at all, and Sister Yang turned her head to the thatched house without a word.

Zhu Wuhong wanted to say something, but seeing that Sister Yang didn't want to speak, he stopped talking and followed Sister Yang to the thatched house.

There isn't a single star in the sky, and it seems like there will really be rain tonight. (To be continued.) )