Why didn't this old king play his cards according to the routine, it stands to reason that when I discovered his crime, I shouldn't have killed me first, or explained the reason to me, why did he question me instead.

"When did you enter this house? Why didn't I see you just now? Lao Wang looked around as he spoke, and when he saw that there was no one else, he slowly stood up, pretending to be innocent, "You ......"

"You don't have to act anymore, I already saw what you did just now." I shook my head helplessly and interrupted him directly.

"I can't explain it clearly for a while, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, you follow me to my house, it's convenient to talk there." Lao Wang said no more than he explained, put the small utensils into his bag, and cautiously poked his head out of the door to look, and stretched out his hand to signal me to go out together.

This guy asked me to go to his room because he didn't want to kill me, but if he wanted to kill me, he just solved it here, didn't he make him more suspicious in his house, forget it, I don't need to be afraid of this suspect.

After a moment of hesitation, I followed him, and just after we entered the room, perhaps because of the wind outside, the door closed by itself, so frightened that I quickly opened the door again, and stood sideways in the doorway and pressed the door with my body so that it would not close again, and it would be easier for me to escape.

Lao Wang unhurriedly took out the blue bottle from last night and put it in his palm, and as soon as I saw this, I immediately stretched out my arm to cover my nose.

"Old Spirit! What are you doing? Lao Wang looked puzzled, looking at his expression didn't look like he was acting.

"I have seen the scene of you refining this evil qi yesterday, do you want me to kill me again after I smell it?" I took a step back as I spoke, ready to retreat at any moment.

"When did I kill someone!" Lao Wang saw me at a loss, and it was strange to say, the most unsightly thing for this old king on weekdays was to kill, how could he kill people, but then he thought about it, but maybe this was also deliberately done by him in order to hide.

"Then why did you show up at the murder scene these two times and sprinkle them with that white powder!" I questioned him fiercely, and stopped beating around the bush.

When Lao Wang heard what I said, he hurriedly pulled me into the room, closed the door tightly, and whispered to me carefully, "I suspect that there are bad people in our village!" ”

Why did this old king shout to catch the thief for no reason, and really treated me like a three-year-old child.

"You yourself used this strange medicine to confuse the name of the village, and said that someone else wanted to harm the village?" I asked rhetorically, only to see him pointing at himself with wide eyes, looking very aggrieved.

"I, Wang Jinlong, walk upright, sit upright, except for making a small report in front of the master, I ask myself if I have done anything other bad in my life." Lao Wang straightened his chest as he spoke.

"Then why are you refining these gaseous drugs so that we are exhausted after smelling them?" Seeing that he was so hard-mouthed, I asked directly with a serious look in my eyes.

"Old Spirit, you have wronged me!" Lao Wang walked up to me as he spoke, holding up the blue granules in the bottle and explaining to me.

In these days in the village, to be precise, after becoming a player, he occasionally stumbled into some past memories, scattered and unscrupulous, but when he woke up the next day, the original scattered memories seemed to be scattered and faded a little.

It stands to reason that one of the most basic skills of an alchemist like them is that they should never forget it, and this well-recovered memory cannot disappear unless someone does it.

He looked for his memory and accidentally recalled a method to strengthen his memory, so he began to try, in order not to let the village name find out, he used the fragrance of flowers in the flower bed in the village as an introduction, refining this blue particle, and after trying it for a few days, he found that although it had some effect, the side effect was exhaustion.

"You don't know how much I suffer for sprinkling this powder every night!" Lao Wang said while looking at the wine brewing at home: "I have to work during the day!" I'm sleepy again at night, and I haven't had a drop of alcohol in months! Then smash it, smash it, and smash it, looking pitiful.

No wonder this guy doesn't smell a little alcohol on his clothes, it turns out that it's because he can't drink anymore.

"Then why do you suspect that the things that made our memories dissipate were the work of the people in our village?" It stands to reason that this could be the work of the system that would have been used to amnesticize.

"Impossible, I've been immersed in medicine for so many years, if it's a system, it can only erase our memories directly, and it won't let us keep them, this kind of reserved deletion can only be done by medicine."

As he spoke, Lao Wang handed me the jar in his hand and explained to me that it was precisely because it was a recipe for erasing memories that he was able to refine this medicine mist to compete with it.

This explanation seemed to make some sense, and I curiously asked him why he had to sneak into the murder scene at night on both occasions, and he heard it with a worried expression.

It turned out that the medicine mist he made had a great drawback, that is, there would be a pungent smell in the blood, and he used flowers as an introduction to dilute it, but instead there was an extra fragrance, which could not be detected during the day, but at night it would emit a faint floral fragrance.

If it was someone in the village who had done it, then he must have the ability to find out any clues from the blood, so he could only go to the murder scene every night to remove the bloodstains, just in case.

"Who are the murderers of Lao Chen and He Xue?" Listening to Lao Wang's explanation, it seems that he is suspicious, but at this moment, the two Zhuang cases have returned to the starting point, and there is no way to know what the motivation is.

"I don't think it's the bad guy in the village who did it." Lao Wang touched his chin and said to me.

According to him, is there more than one wave of bad people in our village? Seeing my confusion, he hurriedly explained, if it was really the one who erased our past memories and wanted to kill, then he could be unaware, and there was no need to make such a fuss.

……

As he spoke, Lao Wang looked at the time, greeted me and said that he was going to cast a spell, so I nodded and quit the game, and waited for tomorrow to discuss with everyone.

Lying on the bed with a lot of thoughts, I don't know when I fell asleep, and the next morning it was just dawn, and I sat up straight in bed and analyzed it carefully.

Just like what I talked to Lao Wang yesterday, the source of the matter must be He Xue, and the murderer of these two cases is the person in the village who has intersected with He Xue, although the stammering has been beating her bad ideas, but she has no lust and no courage, and the magic dragon helped her build a house just because of the stammer's orders, and the two have never crossed paths since then.

In addition to Lao Chen in the village, the people who have intersections with He Xue are just meeting on the road to say hello, thinking of this, I suddenly remembered He Xue's uncle.

"Jingle bell~" The phone rang, and as soon as it was connected, I only heard Liu Yunhuo sigh.

"What's wrong?" An ominous premonition arose.

"Lao Wang was killed last night, and He Xue's uncle was also seriously injured at home!"