"Haha, surprise, huh?"

An Baichen smiled and looked at his results with satisfaction.

At this time, the world of the undead is no longer a chaotic world, although it is still pitch black, but there is a boundary and edge of the real world.

However, due to the scarcity of undead aura, An Baichen could only create a square world, a bumpy dirt floor, and a sky full of chaos.

800 points of undead breath is only enough to build the undead world into an area of about one kilometer, but it is also enough for three undead to live.

Dividing the chaos cost An Baichen most of the undead breath, and made An Baichen feel what it means to "make money like ascending to the sky, and spending money like flowing water." ”

Undead breath can not only be used to purchase special world environments, but can also directly create normal world environments.

Subsequently, An Baichen spent the remaining 200 points of undead breath, and used the undead breath to directly create some real clouds, ordinary rivers and mountains to decorate the undead world.

It's just that it may be because of the direct creation of the world environment with the breath of the undead, the clouds created by An Baichen are all gray and white, the trees are withered and yellow, the rivers are also very turbid, and the mountains and rivers are rugged and strange.

An Baichen did not find the sun, and due to the peculiarities of the undead world, he could not directly create the sun.

An Baichen could only consume the little remaining undead breath and created a few lamps that could float forever, floating in the undead world, providing dim light.

A real world, in addition to the distinction between heaven and earth, has many other factors and circumstances.

In the world of the dead, you can create and buy a large number of special world environments and buildings, which can perfectly fit and help the undead, and even make the Grim Reaper more powerful.

However, Amberson is currently unable to make and purchase special world environments and buildings, who made him a poor Grim Reaper.

Considering that the Yan Yumo sisters were all human beings during their lifetimes, An Baichen pondered that he would have a surplus of undead aura in the future, and he could build more interesting world environments and world items.

After all, it would be maddening to let these two undead always stay in a gray and empty world.

Who said that the world of the dead must be lonely, desolate, and evil?

An Baichen felt that he could create a world more perfect than heaven, a paradise for the undead!

Just after An Baichen had done all this, Yan Yumo suddenly said, "Are you done now?"

"Huh?"

An Baichen was stunned for a moment, he adjusted the screen of his mobile phone to the perspective of God in the world of the undead, and asked, "What's wrong?" Is there anything you don't like about your new home?"

"Tell me, although I don't have the money to continue to transform the world of the undead, I can make a memo, as long as your ideas are good, I can adopt them. ”

An Baichen was very generous, he felt that he was an enlightened grim reaper.

"I'm happy with the place, as long as it's safe and protects my sister. ”

"Don't worry, no bad guy can enter this place without my permission!"

An Baichen patted his chest and packed the ticket.

"Good. ”

Yan Yumo nodded and asked, "Then can you help us find the murderer now?" ”

An Baichen was stunned for a moment, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

He was so obsessed with building the world that he almost forgot about business.

Yan Yumo's strength and potential are very strong, which can be seen just by looking at her attributes and special level.

Although the undead who have been subdued cannot restrain and restrain the Grim Reaper, under the right circumstances, An Baichen does not mind helping his undead fulfill their last wishes.

As far as what Yan Yumo encountered, An Baichen was very sympathetic, even if there was no subordinate relationship between the two, An Baichen was willing to help Yan Yumo.

"Is the murderer a man or a woman?" Do you remember what the murderer looked like at the beginning?" An Baichen took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and asked in a deep voice: "Is there any relevant clues that you can provide me?"

Yan Yumo has seen countless people after her death, but the only person she can communicate with is An Baichen, and she can only pin her hopes on An Baichen.

"He's a grown man, and I know him even when he turns to ashes. ”

Yan Yumo's tone was calm, but An Baichen could hear the trembling and resentment in her calm tone.

"That's a lot easier. ”

An Baichen nodded and said, "You said earlier that the murderer hid your body, where did he hide you?"

If you find the traces of the body, you can notify the police to turn Yan Yumo's case back up and file a case for investigation.

Knowing the appearance of the murderer can improve the chances of catching the murderer and increase the probability of solving the case.

As for the collection of other clues, it is a matter for the police, and An Baichen believes that with the support of today's high technology and the assistance of the two victims, Yan Yumo sisters, the murderer will not be able to escape justice.

After An Baichen's words fell, Yan Yumo's eyes changed slightly, she was a little sad, and more angry.

"Is that place far away?" asked An Baichen tentatively, a woman who had been injured was always sensitive.

"No, it's close. ”

Yan Yumo shook her head, her long black hair covered her face, and she said calmly, "He hid us in the women's toilet on the second floor of this building. ”

"It's in the women's bathroom?!"

An Baichen was shocked, although the women's toilet in the old teaching building had been abandoned, before the new teaching building was built, the toilets in the old teaching building were still often used.

"Yes. ”

Yan Yumo nodded and said, "In the last compartment, there was originally a urinal there, but then the urinal was filled, and he hid us in it. ”

An Baichen clenched his hands into fists, how evil this murderer must be to do such a heinous thing.

"How long have you been dead?"

"Three years and seven months. ”

An Baichen lowered his head and thought, three years ago, Jinghua Medical University happened to have a school-wide renovation, and it was also the year when the new teaching building was established.

The old teaching building that year also had a renovation, and the women's toilet on the second floor was also within the scope of the renovation, and the murderer may have been at that time, taking advantage of the special period of women's toilet renovation and renovation, to hide the bodies of the two sisters in the women's toilet.

"You wait first. ”

An Baichen took a deep breath, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the students on the fifth floor had already left the old school building just now.

An Baichen returned to the women's bathroom, pushed open the door of the last cubicle, moved all the trivial sundries out, revealed the complete appearance of the cubicle, and began to search carefully.

"Huh?" An Baichen's fingers touched the ground, and he felt an abnormal bulge, and this piece of tile had obvious cracks, covered with turtle lines.

There was a large gap between the tiles and the tiles, and a few fingers could be stuffed in, and An Baichen tried to flip the tiles, but the tiles were a little loose.

There's a wackiness here!

An Baichen calmed his heartbeat, regained some strength, and lifted the tiles in one go, his fingers already worn out of the skin.

"Ka Cha!"

With a crackling sound, the tiles flipped open, revealing the cement and black dirt inside.

There was an abnormal bulge somewhere in the dirt, and An Baichen pushed the dirt away with his hands, revealing a head, which was a skull.

It was still half-buried in black, filthy dirt, with mud in its eyes and mouth. It was facing up, its black eyes open, as if it were letting out a silent scream of pain.

It was an endless dark time that had been buried for more than three years, and no one knew where it was, and no one knew what kind of pain and suffering it had experienced.

I can only be swallowed up by endless darkness, my eyes wide in loneliness, listening to everyone's frequent entry and exit of the women's toilet, listening to everyone's stories, and even being stepped on by countless people, but no one knows that it is here!

"That's who I am. ”

Yan Yumo's voice sounded in An Baichen's ears, and the voice was full of pain and endless sorrow.