[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Liu Yang sent away the sixth aunt and called his henchmen and ordered the plan to attack the west, so that the most critical link can begin. And the dragon lockers in Shala Lane gathered at the pharmacy upstairs in Westinghouse after dinner to study the dead air brought back by Miaoyu. Miaotian, who is good at tracking, quickly sniffed out a lot of information from it, and then his disciple Zhang Xiaosheng also showed his hand, from which he could discern that the dead air might come from the hairpin in the tomb. The girl who lured out the demon girl approached her former home, and her father was drinking in the hall, unaware that the danger outside the house was approaching step by step. It's just that when I was drunk, I felt that the night breeze blowing into the hall was full of the pungent smell of blood. 】

The lights lit up, illuminating the pharmacy upstairs in the West House of the Mu family's small courtyard.

Under the bright lights, everyone's eyes focused on Zhang Xiaosheng's face, making Zhang Xiaosheng uncomfortable with them.

Zhang Xiaosheng, the reason why he can smell the hairpin in the tomb is because he was a tomb robber before that.

Of course, there is a difference between him and a thief who digs everything with a shovel. He, Zhang Xiaosheng, is more concerned about the technology of which tomb robbers.

To put it bluntly, it is a group of tomb robbers who have real talents and real learning.

He is good at sniffing the secret of tomb robbing, that is, the word smelling trick in the four major tips of tomb robbing.

As long as it is not a deep buried tomb, with his ability, he can smell the soil and rocks in the mountain, and he can also know how deep and big this tomb is, and what is in it.

Of course, including the one time when the soul energy was stolen.

On Shizhai Mountain, which was secretly called Baoshan by tomb robbers in central Yunnan, it was his nose that cooperated to find the bronze coffin.

After being stunned for a long time, Mo Han asked Zhang Xiaosheng how he guessed that the death qi came from the hairpin in the tomb, and Zhang Xiaosheng replied unhurriedly: "I cultivated the smell of rammed earth, musty smell and gold in it. ”。

When he talked about gold, he couldn't help but smile.

A little smug.

The taste of gold was familiar to him and his favorite.

Combining these tastes, for Zhang Xiaosheng, who used to be a tomb robber, a thought flashed in his mind - the hairpin in the tomb.

However, the mere taste of gold does not necessarily mean that it is a golden hairpin. The funerary goods were made of gold, and they were of all kinds.

But Zhang Xiaosheng knows that the dead don't want to be unwilling and resentful, and they will generally go to the top of their heads, so most of the things that can become evil things are the golden hairpins in the funeral goods.

Of course, this is not 100% absolutely.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaosheng is not confident in speaking, but he is a little cautious.

"It's in line with the characteristics of some evil creatures." After listening to his explanation, Miao Tian thought for a long time, and said with a slight chin of his head: "It should be said that it is very possible." ”。

The other disciples suddenly became interested, including Zhang Xiaosheng, who all stared at Miaotian intently, expecting him to say why it was very possible?

After Miao Tian looked around at them, he said: "First of all, the hairpin and the deceased must have been brought often during their lifetime, and there is no need for some bracelets, and secondly, gold and silver are easier to store evil qi, but jade is easy to twist and essence yin qi and evil qi." Therefore, it is easier for yin and evil qi to enter gold and silver products, and after death, all qi will surge upward, which is different from when we were alive. The corpse is alive and evil, unwilling and unwilling, and resentful, these things will go towards the corpse's head. In the end, of course, they will gather on the headdress on the head of the dead body. But the headdress is more than just a golden hairpin, so it is very likely. ”。

His explanation is more detailed and clear than Zhang Xiaosheng's, so that the disciples who still understood it half before now fully understand.

"But something like this has a characteristic." Mo Han took over and continued to tell them about this kind of knowledge while the disciples were interested.

After all, interest is the best teacher; Now teach the disciples knowledge, it will be easier for them to remember and integrate it.

This is also what Mu Qingming taught her in the past.

"This kind of thing is not aggressive if you don't lean over. This is also the reason why tomb robbers steal a lot of gold and silver artifacts but do not necessarily die a tragic death, even if any gold and silver artifacts are evil, they may not necessarily get them and die a tragic death. Mo Han glanced at Zhang Xiaosheng and said, "Of course, the headdress accompanying the funeral is mostly gold and silver, which is also the reason. Gold and silver artifacts can absorb things such as evil qi or yin qi, but after they are absorbed into evil things, they will not harm people or break out of the ground and harm the people. Among the people now, many people can't say this, and it should be said that many people in the turbid womb can't say it. They also think that the headdress is more gold and silver because it is gorgeous and rich. ”。

"Huh." The disciples laughed in unison and became happy.

"Okay, there will be time to teach you in the future, then we will continue to follow this clue." Mo Han accepted it when she saw it, and she didn't know what to talk about if she continued to talk about it, so she changed the topic and said to Miaotian: "You and Miaoyu are going to the scene once to see if we can track down more clues." It's really not good, tomorrow Zhao Liang will come back to the house, he is also very anxious about this matter, and when the time comes, let Mu Tou tell him, let him take you to the provincial police station to smell the corpse. ”。

Zhao Liang is like this, once there is a case to ask the Mu family, he will be eager to run to the Mu family three times a day. Not for anything else, just to ask if there is any new progress.

Miao Tiancai nodded, and Miao Le said: "Then the provincial police department has to say that our Mu family is all weirdos, and some people are fond of smelling dead human flesh." ”。

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst out laughing......

Tonight, the night breeze in Spring City is a little tight and urgent.

It can be heard faintly, with a sharp roar in the wind.

Deep in a secluded alley in the north of the city, there is a dilapidated courtyard.

In the three rooms in this courtyard, there is not much furniture left, and the yard is mostly dilapidated, and those that have been picked up or difficult to sell have not been cleaned up, and they are randomly put together.

It looks like a scavenger's home, but it's not.

It is a gambler's home.

There is not much furniture, because the owner of the yard of the house has lost everything in the house for the excitement of winning and losing at the gambling table. And this gambler who lost everything was not lit at this time, it should be said that he could not light the lamp, and could only be illuminated by the faint light brought by the moonlight, and even the door panel was broken by the thin old man in the main hall.

The old man sat on the ground with a pot of wine in his hand, drinking it one by one, with a handful of peanuts and a small roast chicken in his hand.

It's not that it's comfortable to sit on the ground, but that the tables and chairs in this room have long been replaced by the old man, and they have been squandered after being replaced with gambling money.

The only thing he could get his hands on at home was the single coat with three patches on his body.

The casino made him rich overnight, but then he gradually left him with nothing. So much so that after the death of his son, Tuogu's granddaughter was also sold to a brothel, and after barely paying off his gambling debts, the little money left was enough for him to drink some wine.

Having nothing, making the old man pitiful and hateful. It's a pity that he is now poor, and a good family has been ruined like this, and the immortal path has lured him to the gambling table.

What is hateful is that the old man is red-eyed when he loses at the gambling table, and even the only heir can sell it when he says it.

In fact, the plan of the Immortal Dao was not perfect, and the old man could escape with his granddaughter.

But at that time, he was like a fascination, and he just wanted to be able to turn the book at the gambling table where he was being played and didn't know about it. sold his granddaughter resolutely.

Then overnight, after paying off his previous gambling debts, he had a little money left, and it was not enough to redeem his granddaughter.

He could only borrow wine to drown his sorrows, and then plan to go again tomorrow and gamble again with the few dollars he had.

Who knows what he is doing today, in addition to someone deliberately setting up a situation, there is also karma.

Immortal Dao will not give him the opportunity to redeem his granddaughter.

After a few sips of wine, the old man was already a little drunk. He put down the flask, grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed slowly while still fantasizing about winning money at the table.

It's really dark, and it's a typical example of daydreaming.

Now without the encouragement of the Immortal Dao, he can also go to the gambling table by himself.

In the end, he lost nothing, and when the time came, he would not even have roast chicken and wine to drink.

But the old man would not reflect, and from the moment he decided to sell his granddaughter, he was already in the abyss and could not extricate himself.

Swallowing the chewed peanuts in his mouth, the old man burped with a foul wine.

He looked up at the open door, the moonlight was cold and the night wind was howling.

He sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood in the oncoming night wind.

The old man was a little drunk, and thought he was hallucinating, but curiosity drove him to move his nose again.

Soon, he was sure that he was not hallucinating and that he was not having problems with his nose. Today, in the night wind swirling between heaven and earth, there is indeed a pungent blood.

It was light before, but now it's getting thicker.

The old man was very much like he was in the house of a butcher who slaughtered pigs, and he was not afraid or afraid when he smelled the blood, but muttered to himself: "Who still kills pigs and sheep at night?" I wanted to go to their house and ask for a piece of meat. ”。

After that, the old man smiled and stood up, as if he really wanted to be cheeky and ask for a piece of meat.

But he was already a little drunk, and he staggered to his feet, and fell to the ground again.

Instead of screaming in pain, he laughed and laughed heartily.

At the same time, he reached out and touched his cheek, which was a little itchy from the oncoming night breeze just now. After touching and scratching, it's good again.

In the darkness, he couldn't see the black hair on the dusty beams above his head, slowly descending like spider silk.

"Do you regret it?"

"Do you regret it?"

Just after the old man laughed to himself, he suddenly heard such a voice in his ear.

Low and gloomy, just to his left.

The old man was so frightened that he immediately turned his head and ran away, but he only saw darkness, and the sound had disappeared.

He didn't see who was beside him, and of course he had nothing here, and there could be no thieves to patronize him.

The old man thought he was drunk again, and he had auditory hallucinations again.

It's just that in the oncoming night wind, the smell of blood is heavier.

Just when the old man who was in the darkness was a little relieved, the deep and gloomy voice came again, this time from behind him: "Are you ashamed? ”。

"Who!"

The old man was furious, yelled and turned his head to see that it was also dark, and there was nothing else.

Of course, he wouldn't have noticed that the hair hanging down from the beam above his head was getting longer and longer, getting closer and denser to his gray hair.

The old man was furious and saw nothing, and he was a little frightened.

How did the old man end? Want to know what's next? Let's listen to the next breakdown.