It wasn't until late in the evening that the door to my room rang.

Xifeng opened the door, and the swordsman stood in front of the door, looking at me sternly. I invited him into the room. And made him a cup of tea.

"Where were you last night?" I secretly hid my right hand behind me, ready to draw my sword at any moment, and I didn't think it was too much for me to be a guest and then a thief.

"Out?" The swordsman looked at me with a calm look in his eyes.

"What a coincidence! Last night I noticed a dark shadow walking past my door. ”

"You doubt me?"

"No, it's just a coincidence that last night I noticed a dark shadow flashing in front of my door." My ring has begun to turn, and he has already admitted that the dark shadow from last night is him.

"You don't want to know where I'm going?" The swordsman seemed to see the movement behind me, took a sip of tea, and grabbed ahead of me again:

"I'm going to see the corpses!"

"Corpses?" I was amazed that he had gone to see the corpse, and who was the strange shadow he saw in the dream.

"Yes, the corpses that were carried out of the inn." The swordsman's expression became grim.

"Did you find anything?"

"Come out with me tonight, will you? You'll get the idea. With that, the swordsman got up and left, and I put away the spirit magic in my hand.

In the middle of the night, he knocked on my door again, and I followed him with dreams and streams.

We didn't let anyone find out, and sneaked out of the inn, because the swordsman said that the inn was full of people. After walking a short distance, the swordsman led us around to the back of the inn, where the weeds were overgrown. When we walked through, half-height weeds were densely blocked in front of us, making it a little difficult to walk.

"It's here, look!" The swordsman suddenly stopped in front. Following the direction he pointed, I saw a tomb that had not yet been buried.

"This is the corpse of the woman who was carried out of the inn that day." The swordsman looked at me grimly, as if he had discovered some secret.

I left my dream next to the stream breeze and stepped forward to check. The swordsman said that just like this female corpse, he guessed that all the women who had died from the inn before had also lost their hair, and he had seen several corpses, their pupils dilated, they should have seen something before they died, and they were frightened. I gazed at the corpse, and if that was the case, the monster I saw in my dream that night must have been what these women had seen before they died.

"I thought about it last night and thought it would be better to examine these bodies, because some of them can talk, and she will tell you certain states before they died, so I came here last night." Only then did the swordsman explain why he had left the room last night.

"Last night, I went to chase the black shadow, but he seemed to be familiar with the inn, and disappeared in a few clicks, and when I left, I saw a strange and terrible shadow by the window, and roared into the house." I told the swordsman what had happened in the inn when he went out.

"So, you think it's me?"

"Yes, because when it was almost dawn, I heard you go back to your room."

The swordsman stopped talking, it turned out that I was thinking too much, if he was here, how could he not hear the cry of the dream!

"Let's go, if it's too late, the innkeeper will blame us, he seems reluctant to let his guests out at night." The swordsman buried the woman's body and patted the dirt on her body.

I didn't say anything, I guess the innkeeper was afraid that something would happen to his guests and his business would be affected.

When we returned to the inn, the owner was about to close the door, and he looked a little surprised when he saw us walk in. The swordsman didn't speak, and walked through the hall and back to his room. The innkeeper stopped me and told me to watch out for some swordsmen, and I was puzzled, and the innkeeper said that he was going to owe him money soon, and told me to take care of my finances. I smiled and asked the boss, because the swordsman couldn't find the murderer, couldn't he get the bounty? The innkeeper's expression changed dramatically.

I asked Xifeng to take out the silver taels and add enough money to the swordsman's room. In the surprised eyes of the innkeeper, we went back to our room.

"Repair. How come there are only two people in such a big inn, the owner and the guy? "Close the door, Brook Breeze asked me.

"Business has been sluggish recently, so I guess the boss hasn't hired anyone!"

I don't think it matters, it's the hairless corpses that matter. The murderer picks on women, does he need their hair? Why did the innkeeper remind me to watch out for swordsmen instead of watching my dreams? After all, the people who died in his shop were all women. What secrets are hidden in this inn......

In the last few days, there has been no murder in the inn, and I often go to the streets with my dreams, and accompany her to choose the rouge that mortal women love to wear, even though she is already beautiful in my eyes. There is also her favorite sugar gourd, every time I go out, my dream is like a child, always love to pester me, ask me for sugar gourd, and slowly forget the unhappiness in the inn.

I thought we'd be so happy until the Psiloy convention began, until two new guests ...... the inn.

When we returned from outside in the afternoon, the innkeeper was greeting two guests, a man and a woman, who looked like a husband and wife, the man was holding the luggage, and the woman was carrying a child, who looked to be three or four years old. The innkeeper was particularly enthusiastic, perhaps because of the damage caused to him by the murder a few days ago, so he was busy registering and teasing the couple's children, and he kept smiling.

At this time, the swordsman came to us and whispered to me that this woman is probably less lucky. I grabbed him and told him to find a way to let the couple know what was going on here, so that they could be wary. Unexpectedly, the swordsman looked at me indifferently and said something that made me very contradictory, he said: If you let them go, then how can you catch the murderer, if you don't catch the murderer, there will be countless women who will be victimized in the future, which is important?

I condensed into an ice sculpture on the spot, and I didn't know what to do. Watching the children laugh in the lobby as they were amused by the innkeeper, I could only hope that they were safe.

Fortunately, they stayed for a few days, and the laughter of the child could still be heard in the inn, and the child was not afraid of life, and occasionally, she would come to our table, and Dream would bring her our dishes. For several days in a row, we were almost used to days like this, with only swordsmen, sitting coldly in the corner, staring at everyone.

On this day, while the couple was having dinner, they told me that they were leaving, and that they had come here to look for distant relatives, but they couldn't find them, so they were going home. I finally let go of my suspense, and asked the innkeeper for a good pot of tea and gave it to them. The couple was very happy and accepted my kindness. And eat with us. I looked at the swordsman in the corner and smiled slightly, signaling that he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he still had a grim posture. I think maybe he got used to it in the loneliness.

Soon, however, I felt completely stupid and ignorant – that a crisis can happen at any time.

Because when I woke up the next day, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard, and I thought there was a new guest, but when the stream knocked on the door, I learned that something had happened to the couple, and the woman died in her room, and she had screamed loudly before she died, but no one heard the whole inn, including her husband and children, but they were all in the same room at the time, and what was even more terrible was that there was no hair left in her, and I remember that when she first came, she was still black.

In the face of this sudden tragedy, the man was dumbfounded, kneeling in the courtyard, and the child was also full of tears, looking at the woman on the stretcher, leaning on the corpse. It is estimated that the child does not know that her mother has died, so how can she understand it when she is so young?

Then, as usual, the innkeeper and his men carried the body out. The swordsman suddenly approached me and whispered in my ear, "Go to the deceased's room, there will definitely be a clue there." ”

It dawned on me and I immediately went with him.

There was no trace of messiness in the room, the doors and windows were intact, but the quilt on the bed was pulled to the ground, and there was still a little wet impression not far from the bed, the swordsman guessed that it was estimated that the deceased called for help to her husband when she saw something, so she pulled the quilt, but the husband didn't hear it, and the deceased picked up the kettle on the table again, and ...... to defend himself or send an alarm.

"Why didn't he hear such a big movement?" I picked up a hair from the ground and handed it to the swordsman.

"Not only him, but we didn't hear it, and besides, the deceased's room was not far from us, and even if we couldn't hear her teapot breaking, then her cries for help should be heard."

I nodded, thinking that the swordsman's analysis made sense, I remembered that night when the dream shouted, I and Xifeng both heard it, why didn't anyone hear it this time?

"We're all eating dinner together, right?" The swordsman looked at the hair in his hand and asked me.

"What's wrong? Any questions? ”

"Go to the kitchen!" The swordsman and I thought of this at the same time, and Brook Wind followed and asked why! It's very simple, because the innkeeper sent an extra soup in the evening, and he said that the guy made too much, and he was afraid of wasting, so he asked everyone to help share the food. We suspect that the man poisoned the soup, so no one in the entire inn heard the cries for help from the deceased.

But after searching the entire kitchen, he didn't find anything, but his suspicion of the guy did not diminish at all, because he was responsible for the food and drink of the entire inn alone, so he should be able to do spiritual magic, and it was easy for him to use his hands and feet in the meal.

"Since there's no here, then... It's just this hair. "The swordsman looked at the hair I found in the dead man's room, and found another breaking point, and that was the man's room.

At this time, the innkeeper and his buddy came back with a solemn expression,

The innkeeper looked sad, and it was no wonder that something like this had happened to his inn, and everyone else would do the same. I fixed my eyes on the man, who was not as obvious as the innkeeper, and just lowered his head and began to clean up the yard and clean up the mess.

The swordsman told me to go and comfort the deceased's husband first, and then go to the man's room in the middle of the night.

In this way, we put down the clues for the time being.

However, another murder occurred that caused the other guests and bounty hunters like the swordsman to leave, the former was afraid, the latter was suspected, and only the swordsman and us we, I understand, he was not for the bounty.

Fortunately, the suspect has already locked .......