Shanhai understood his intentions, frankly explained his identity, and also introduced several other people. The lord himself led them into the boudoir of the dead daughter. As soon as he walked to the door, he glanced at Dai Luan, who was carrying a medicine box, and his face was sad.

“…… That scene is really chilling, the girl's family is ......"

Dai Luan didn't speak, and walked directly into the house. The corpse lay straight on the bed, the white cloth on its face stained with a little reddish-brown, and it must have been almost dry when it was found. On the pillow, on the bed, on the floor, there were mottled blood stains everywhere.

The old lady guarding by the bedside seemed to be Miss Lin's grandmother. She had gray hair and a thin layer of eyes. When I saw them, I was stunned, and I guess I couldn't see people clearly. The old man simply said a few words to his mother, and the old lady nodded as if she didn't understand, and lifted the white cloth on the bed.

It doesn't matter if you don't lift it, this unveiling, although the old lady is dizzy, she can't help but wail in a low voice. A maid had to take her aside. When she came to help the old man, she turned sideways and deliberately didn't look in the direction of Miss Lin.

That scene was indeed terrifying, and Mu Wan and Shanhai trembled when they saw it for the first time.

How beautiful this face used to be, now I can't see it at all. The girl's face was scarred by a sharp blade, her eyebrows were hideous, and blackened blood clots filled the furrows in her skin. In particular, the cherry mouth has been cut to both sides of the ends by a knife, revealing white teeth and bloodless gums, which is a veritable "bloody mouth".

It's like laughing. Anyone who sees it is stunned.

It can be seen that the Lin family really likes this beautiful girl, even if the young lady becomes this frightened appearance, most people still dare to enter and exit this house. The mountains and seas are not small, but when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but avoid their eyes and sighed in their hearts.

Dai Luan probably hadn't seen anything like it, but she was trying to keep herself calm. Carefully examining the section of the wound, she looked at it repeatedly, and finally turned around and made her own judgment:

"None of the wounds were superfluous, and each cut cut the tendons and veins of the face horizontally. The purpose of cutting the veins is to bleed, and the breaking of tendons is to make the skin and flesh irreparable. I thought it was ...... It's not a deep hatred, it's not something that should be so ruthless. ”

"Who's to say it's not......"

It's a strange female voice. The voice is calm and slightly neutral.

Everyone turned around in unison to find a strange woman who had appeared behind them at some point. The man at the door looked at her in astonishment, and then at the outside, and did not seem to notice when she had entered. This uninvited guest, at first glance it is difficult to guess the age. She took care of her light bun with clouds, her face was covered with a faint apricot red fat powder, and she was dressed in a white curly skirt with six flying flowers tattooed with water blue, a large area. The fabric feels a little old, but it's clean.

Looking at the face, this woman is still quite young, about twenty or thirty years old. But the body exudes a steady and dignified temperament, which is the intelligence brought by the unique and rich experience of the elderly. She was carrying a small wooden box in her hand, and she saw that the wood was a little different from Dailuan's. At the waist, a piece of forbidden jasper hung down and pressed against the skirt, hanging a willow-like tassel.

"Master?"

Dai Luan blurted out. Shanhai paused for a moment, knowing that she was not calling herself, but she felt a little strange. He remembered that Dai Luan had been frail and sickly since she was a child, so she simply lived in a pharmacy. It is said that there was a medicine man at that time, who was her master. But he had only heard of it, but he had never seen it after all—and now that Ah Luan had spoken, he carefully examined the person in front of him, his eyes swept over the medicine box in her hand, and finally, his gaze stayed on her peaceful eyes.

There is a pair of three-day moons - similar to the one of the Polar Moon King.

She is the six realms of impermanence.

"This is ...... Langzhong, please? ”

Master Lin asked, the woman waved her hand, and said slowly:

"The Langzhong you are looking for will not come back for a while. I happened to pass by, and I took a look at it for him, and by the way, met the old man. ”

She bent down, and Dai Luan ran up to her, and the woman touched her head and muttered, "So tall."

Shanhai was a little confused: "May I ask your Excellency ......?"

"Liu Xue Xie Ruyue Jun."

The people in the house were silent, looking at each other without saying a word, but there were whispers outside the house, and it was estimated that several subordinates saw strange figures, and they all gathered around the door curiously. When they heard this, they all began to talk quietly.

Mu Wan gently pulled the hem of Shanhai's clothes and whispered:

"Ruyue-kun? I've heard rumors about her life...... She was a painter, and it was said that if she drew someone, that person would die. Such a terrible woman, how can Ah Luan call her Master? ”

"I ...... I don't know, I just know that she is a pharmacist today. ”

There were other people who came over to answer the question, some said it was a witch doctor, some said it was not, it was indeed a painter, but only painted plants and trees. In the midst of all the talk, someone suddenly rushed into the house. When I looked closely, it turned out to be the eldest young master of the Lin family.

"Enough! What kind of system have you made in front of my dead sister! I don't care what others say about you, how did you get into the door of the Lin family? You say that you are Ruyuejun, how can you prove yourself? ”

Previously, the woman had been ignoring those gossip, just talking to Dai Luan. Now that the family members of the deceased who were enraged rushed in to ask for an explanation, she naturally wanted to give an explanation. The woman straightened up slowly, placed the wooden box on the table, straightened the hem of her clothes, and then spoke unhurriedly.

"It's rude. Trespassing on a private house is indeed not mine. However, I am indeed Ruyuejun, and I have Huangquanling as proof. ”

In fact, people with yin and yang eyes, people with deep spiritual energy, and monsters can recognize the identities of the six realms of impermanence from the three days and moons in those eyes. But for the vast majority of mortals, they can't see the golden light, so Huangquan Ling has become the most effective token for their self-identification.

The Huangquan Bell is the Lord of Naraku to the Bottom, and is a gift for the Yellow Springs in December, such as a token or a jade pendant, which is used to prove identity in order to travel between the world. It was a silver bell that could not be imitated or lost—it was said to have led them with a wisp of their souls, both to prevent theft by ill-intentioned criminals, and to discard it for the impermanence of individuals trying to escape. Shanhai remembered that there was one of Jiyuejun, and he had only seen it once or twice.

The woman who claimed to be Ruyuejun took out a one-inch silver bell from her arms. The bell was round and delicate, smooth and recognizable, and there was not a trace of superfluous carving on it, except for a light golden crescent. No matter which angle you look at, no matter what direction you turn the bell, the moon pattern is reflected in the center of the silver bell, glowing with a faint golden light.

Yun Ge, who was standing at the door and did not come in, saw the silver bell and showed a little surprised gaze. For a professional silversmith like him, the Huangquan Bell is indeed a reliqu-like artifact. What kind of craftsmanship is it, maybe the mountain people have their own tricks, and human techniques are naturally unattainable.

But even more noteworthy is the sound of the bell.

I saw Ruyuejun gently shaking the silver bell, but what came out of it was not a crisp and pleasant sound-

Rather, it is close to a human whine.

It was a very sad sound, like a cry, like a low Tao Xun, or some other instrument, or at least definitely not the movement that metal should make. It was as if there were countless ghosts on the Huangquan Road, stretching out their weak hands, struggling, swinging, and whispering.

Everyone present was silent, and even the eldest young master was silent for a while.

She is indeed the six realms of impermanence, Liu Xue Xue Xie Ruyue Jun.

"But uninvited, it's really my fault. In order to make amends, I'll draw a portrait of Miss Lin. ”

"It's already like this, and it can still ......"

"Don't worry."

She asked for some good paper to be fetched, and opened the box as she opened it. The lattice in the box was clear and delicate, but it was not medicine, but the pigment preserved by the more sealed bamboo. There are also brushes of different sizes and lengths, each with its own usefulness.

"Didn't Master say that he would no longer draw people?" Dai Luan asked her.

"No more drawing of living people." She said lightly.

The maid brought good paper, water, and all kinds of small dishes. She spread out on the table, and Dai Luan skillfully sharpened the ink on the side.

Mu Wan sighed: "Look, it's really a painter." ”

Ruyuejun just smiled and responded, "What you just said is me." ”

The people outside the door did not dare to rush in, but some of them whispered. Yun Ge walked in a little, and wanted to see how she did it. Master Lin drove away the subordinates, and he also turned around and went out, no longer bothering, just letting the other guests take care of themselves. As a result, the room suddenly became much more spacious, leaving only a Taoist master, a medicine boy, a demon envoy, a silversmith, and an unknown painter - the six impermanent Ruyue Jun.

Ruyuejun was drawing, and suddenly opened her mouth without raising her head:

"You're here to find the Devil's Will?"

Her tone was flat, like in every previous sentence, not like an inquiry, but a statement. Shanhai was shocked, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak for a long time. He didn't know if he should admit it, but since Ruyuejun asked so, she must have known about the theft. He looked at Mu Wan, she was also a little puzzled, but Yun Ge's face was full of confusion.

"Yes, how did Master know?" Dai Luan asked bluntly.

"Of course I know. It's just ......," she finally looked up, her face expressionless, "it's impossible." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Mu Wan answered.

Ruyuejun lowered her head again, and said while moving:

"That ten thousand ghosts, Liangyuejun never leaves his body. You know what? Impermanent ghosts don't need to rest, but sleep can restore spiritual power faster, and some people like to sleep as a pastime or to pass the time. In order to take care of the Ten Thousand Ghosts, Liang Yuejun's eyelids have never closed for a hundred years. Who could come near him and steal the book? ”

Mu Wan and Dai Luan glanced at each other, and they couldn't help frowning.