"Why?"

"It's simple," he said, as he walked over and picked up a pair of scissors on the side of the desk, reaching out to cut the wick of the crumbling ash, "that painting might be the truth of the whole thing." Although I didn't see the painting, I believe that the painting has reached the hands of the murderer. ”

The candle flame was brightened again, and the light jumped in color, reflecting the sparkling face. He Yan's eyes widened slightly, "You mean to say that Guo Ya was killed because of that ancient painting?"

"It is impossible to determine, however, it is highly likely. Shen Shen straightened up, "Do you remember what was on the painting?"

He Yu racked her brains to describe the face of the goddess on the painting, and listened to it without saying a word, and there was a little more yin on her snow-white face like jade. When he mentioned the unclear idiot that Guo Ya finally spat out, he was startled, and his eyes were full of snow.

He Fei was puzzled as to why Shen Miao had such a strong reaction, and at that time she casually heard it just a drunken man's crazy words. But Shen Qing also drank a lot of wine that night, and sure enough, only a drunk can understand a drunk?

The other party smiled casually, as if he had seen through her thoughts, "I'm not drunk." Then he explained: "There is a possibility that the person in the portrait is really the wife of the temple master, as Guo Ya said. When he was drunk, he accidentally got the painting and swaggered around with it, and some people killed him because they were worried that he would reveal his secret. ”

Although He Yu had a faint guess in her heart, it was still difficult to accept it when she said it word by word at this time.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open, and Xinyue Fox saw that the two of them were there, and said: "Miss Heyu and Shen Mingxian, can you have an eyebrow?" The temple master has prepared porridge and clear soup in the spring fast, please go over and enjoy it." ”

After tossing all night, it was time for breakfast. Shen Miao took Heyu's hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, don't let down the temple master's kindness." ”

The two followed Xinyue Fox to Qiuzhai, and saw that Fang Jiao and the others were already sitting around the table, absentmindedly sandwiching the delicacies in front of them, silent, and the atmosphere was gloomy. Only the master of the temple seemed to have weathered the world without fright, enjoying a bowl of porridge with a rather peaceful attitude.

Seeing the arrival of the two of them, the temple master wiped the scum from the corners of his mouth, and said solemnly: "Distinguished guests, as the head of the house, I deeply repent of what happened last night, reflect on my own mistakes, and ask for your forgiveness. Please rest assured that after the storm is over, the old decay will take care of this matter. ”

The outside world is still rainy, the rain is cloudy, the fragrance of hot wine on the table, the light rice fragrance of porridge, and the elegant orchid fragrance of pastries are passed into the nose, which makes people appetite.

Yu Yin was hungry in his stomach, and picked up his chopsticks, "Since this is the case, then thank you for the hospitality of the temple master." ”

"Please wait!" Xuheng suddenly pointed to the empty seat opposite, "Is there anyone else who hasn't come?"

Fang Jiao frowned, "It should be Shang Yang Xianshang, he was very drunk last night, and he was sleepy for a while." ”

Yu Yin smiled: "Shang Yang, this old guy is really good at drinking, and he still refuses to get up after this time......

Xuheng said, "But we haven't seen anyone else all night?"

Speaking of Xinyuehu and the others, they also looked at each other, and last night they were turned upside down by the incident of Guo Ya, and no one noticed the Shang Yang who had been sleeping.

He Yu and Shen Ling glanced at each other, and immediately noticed that the situation was abnormal. Gu Shu trembled: "...... Let's go to the Shangyang Immortal Sleeping Hall to have a look, so we can rest assured. ”

Everyone hurriedly came to the door of Shang Yang's dormitory on the second floor, knocked on the door a few times, and there was silence inside, and no one answered. Everyone looked at each other, and a bad premonition permeated the crowd. Xu Heng shouted, "Get up!" and kicked open the door of the temple with his feet.

There was a burst of dust, accompanied by the smell of rust of blood. This rather ominous smell was really frightening, and everyone rushed into the inner hall of the dormitory, but there was no trace of Shang Yang.

Turning the screen, I saw a large mahogany bathtub being placed behind the curtain, and a limp hand hung down by the side of the tank, and the face of the person in the tank was blue, as if it was a long-dead merchant sheep fairy.

She screamed "wow" and fainted, almost falling into the tub covered in bruises. The surprise of everyone is not trivial, the haze of the tragic death of the country has not yet dissipated, and another person died so quickly, could it be that the land of Gagula and the palace of the box kiln are really under some terrible curse?

Shang Yang's eyes bulged violently, and he looked terrified, and the wound under his neck that went deep into his throat almost cut off half of his neck, oozing all the blood in his body, exactly the same way as Guo Ya's death.

The red blood had coagulated into gray-black blood clots, and the immortal's feathering had been carried out for the most part, and his legs and waist had turned transparent.

Shen Shen picked up the black blood on the side of the tank, "I should have been dead for a long time." I'm afraid I was killed as soon as I returned to the dormitory last night. ”

"It's another throat-slitting ......," he muttered, "Could it be the same person?"

The crowd began to stir. Yuyin was originally a medicine master, but he had never seen such a terrifying realm, stumbling under his feet, and accidentally sat directly on the ground.

"The Mystery Killer has appeared! The Mystery Killer has appeared!"

The violent deaths of two people in a row for no apparent reason are hard not to be reminiscent of the serial killer 096 in Shangqing. And the panic and fear will spread like venom wildly, and everyone who sticks out of the box has to think about their own lives. Almost everyone had the idea of running away at the same moment, but the damned rainstorm of the outside world trapped the gods in this vortex of death, and it was difficult to break free.

"Your Excellency, is it ...... Could it be that the murderer is performing some evil ritual?" Jiang Qi suddenly said in a deep voice, "I heard that Gu Lu Feifei once put the blood of a living person, smeared it on the feet of a newborn baby on a rainy night, and then stamped it on the forehead with the blood foot of the baby to show the intention of purifying the soul. But ......"

Shen Qing suddenly laughed miserably, "Is it ridiculous to sacrifice souls with living people?" ”

Xu Heng lost his voice and said, "He...... Did he die at the hands of evil spirits?"

The temple master said coldly: "The true god of Gaguro is above, and the donor should not talk nonsense." ”

There was a thunderous "clang" on the ground, and the white lightning flashed on the hideous corpse, which was clear and extinguished, which looked weird and abnormal.

"I can't stand it anymore!" Fang Jiao's face was full of hysterical collapse, and he suddenly shouted wildly: "The god of Shangyang is my old acquaintance for decades, and I know his personality and his immortal creation clearly...... Even he was brutally murdered, and the murderer was hiding in the shadows, what a terrible existence! If we don't leave, I'm afraid we will all die here!"

This series of shouts exploded in the crowd like a cannonball, echoing the sound of echoing, and they wanted to say goodbye to their master.

The temple master closed his eyes tightly: "Everyone, don't be impatient. At present, the real culprit has not been found, if you leave rashly, you will not be able to escape the suspicion of killing immortals, and secondly, you will be embarrassed by the rain, and I am afraid that you will be seriously injured. ”

"Where can I manage so much! I didn't kill anyone!" Fang Jiao shouted angrily, "Can a mere light rain still trap this immortal?"

The temple master opened one left eye, glanced at him, and repeated, "Just a little rain?"

As he spoke, he waved a powerful force with one hand, and the three windows in the dormitory popped open. The low sound of wind and rain immediately turned into a sharp and devouring sound of rain and waves, and the wind poured in, and the combination of wet and cold caused everyone to retreat again and again.

The dark clouds in the sky not far away, mushroom-like pressed down to the box, and a dazzling electric light flashed in the middle, like the eyes of a demon.

Standing sparkling in the rain and waves, his robe was hunting, but his voice was not drowned in the wind: "It's the demon pupil." ”

"Huh" a force passed again, and the window was once again isolated from the wind and rain from the outside world.

The temple master sighed and said, "Fang Jiao Xian, do you think this is a 'mere little rain'?"

Everyone didn't know how powerful the demon pupil was, and their mouths were almost frozen by the sudden cold wind, and they couldn't say a complete sentence one by one. Fang Jiao's originally red face faded with blood, and he shrank in the corner and was silent.

The land of Gagura is not as beautiful as the wind and sunshine, and often breaks out terrible desert rainstorms, because its dark clouds are like a ghost eye, also known as "the demon pupil's scare". encountered the fear of the demon pupil, if you don't have the determination to die, you must be prepared not to go out for more than ten days in a row.

Shen Yu was speechless when he saw him, and walked over to hold Heyu's hands, "Is it cold?"

"Huh?" He Yu felt the warmth on the other party's body, and reluctantly said, "No, it's not cold." ”