[Continuing from the book above, the last book said that Mu Qingming persuaded the monster composed of resentment, not only let it let go of its obsession, but also let it learn to think about others before leaving on its own. And the underworld marriage hijab that carries it has been stolen by the Immortal Dao, but the monster has passed away, and the hijab is just a red cloth, and there is no longer a grudge demonic energy for the Immortal Dao to use. led out and killed people, Zhang Qianqian's blood stained Rong Bao Zhai. When I returned to Spring City at night, I happened to meet Zhao Liang who was taking people. Mu Qingming persuaded Zhao Liang not to give Gong Xiaoyun the guilt for the time being, and promised Zhao Liang that he would definitely give Zhao Liang the truth after an hour. 】

"How is that possible?" The man in black, who was eager to invite merit, then shouted, and retorted urgently: "The Jiang family only has this hijab." ”。 But under his erect chest, his heart suddenly tightened, and then he was so nervous that he couldn't stop beating.

The cyan candle flame in the room flickered, reflecting Zhang Qianqian's face uncertainly.

Without saying a word, she stepped forward, snatched the hijab from the hand of the man in black, held it in her hand and put it under her delicate little nose, and suddenly sniffed the faint aroma of rouge gouache emanating from the hijab.

But except for the aroma of magnolia essence emitted from the fat powder, Zhang Qianqian did not smell the slightest smell of yin and evil qi.

Her white and slender fingers clenched suddenly, and there was a crackling sound on her knuckles, and she suddenly raised her head. When the silver teeth in her mouth were also bitten, Zhang Qianqian's eyes were cold, and an uncontrollable anger appeared in her eyes, and she rushed straight to the man in black.

Under her angry eyes, the man in black was like he was on the edge of an abyss, and his blood instantly coagulated. Fear flowed through his body with the blood, and in the blink of an eye, a large area of cold sweat overflowed from his palms and forehead, dripping down.

Not only was the man in black so frightened, but even the Sixth Hall Master and Old Master Li could clearly feel the murderous aura rising on Zhang Qianqian's body, which instantly spread throughout the room, freezing the surrounding air. They were choked, and then they were out of breath, their lips quickly chapped, their mouthpieces stiffened, and their chests pounded and pounded.

On the ground around Zhang Qianqian's feet with simple and gorgeous colors and delicate embroidered edges, a thin sheet of ice covered by white cold air suddenly appeared out of thin air, spreading on the floor and quickly extending in all directions.

Even when facing Mu Qingming, who was enchanted, or was pitted by Mu Qingming, Zhang Qianqian's body did not exude such a fierce murderous aura. The terrifying aura of this intense murderous aura filled every corner of the room, making every muscle, every drop of blood, and every bone of everyone present tremble continuously.

With all her efforts, she risked the danger of being discovered by the dragon lockers, but what she stole was a useless rag, which made Zhang Qianqian's plan to quickly recover from Emperor Heli's injuries fail.

Anger, like a monster, devoured Zhang Qianqian's heart and reason, causing the green tendons on the back of her hands and forehead to erupt one after another.

"Fool, all you got back was an ordinary red cloth." slammed the hijab in her hand on the ground, Zhang Qianqian also raised her hand and gave the man in black a loud slap, then reached out and grabbed the hair on the top of the man in black's head with unmistakable accuracy.

In a flash of lightning, she was already pulling the man in black by the hair, pulling his head in front of her, and slamming it down at the same time. When the black-clothed man made a muffled click on his waist, his knees were bent up, and when he knelt on the ground, his neck was facing the mouth of the bronze ghost bottle on the ground.

Everyone immediately held their breath, and there was an instant silence around them. Zhang Qianqian squatted down and showed her other hand. The pitch-black evil aura that overflowed her skin flew up and down around her middle finger, which was suddenly erect and had long sharp nails.

The next second later, the skin was pierced by sharp fingertips, and the soft crisp sound of a silk being torn resounded on the slender neck of the man in black. The eyes of the Sixth Hall Master and Old Master Li were a little wider with horror, and they looked directly at Zhang Qianqian's middle finger as if they were poking tofu with chopsticks, easily piercing the skin on the neck of the man in black, and then submerged into the trachea in the flesh of the man in black.

The Sixth Hall Master and Old Master Li looked directly at Zhang Qianqian and pulled out his fingers suddenly, and on the neck of the black-clothed man who could only make a dull whimper, there was bright red blood water in the bloody hole with thick fingers, from which it gushed out like a steady stream, and when it was pungent and bloody, after a bright red arc was drawn at the mouth of the bottle, it fell into the ghost bottle, and there was a sound of falling water, breaking the short silence; It also made the eyes of the Sixth Hall Master and Old Master Li tremble.

Half an hour later, the man in black who knelt on the ground shed the last trace of blood in his body. The Emperor Mother of the Pear, who was all shrunk in the bottle, sucked it up, and not a drop of it overflowed from the bottle.

The anger in Zhang Qianqian's heart receded slightly, her hand let go of the hair of the cold corpse, and after letting the corpse fall diagonally by the side of the ghost bottle, she stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhang Qianqian, whose coldness in her eyes had also faded a little with her anger, raised her hand and patted it, and two immortal Taoists entered in response.

"Drag this Flying Dance out and clean it up." Zhang Qianqian glanced at the dead man in black and coldly ordered......

"Am I really sleepwalking?" Standing in the darkness at the entrance of the alley, Gong Xiaoyun, who had just woken up, looked dazed, and swept her inquiring gaze towards the Miao Bi Mo Han on the opposite side, as well as Mu Qingming's face.

Some of her memories have been washed away by the past smoke and cloud technique, and she obviously can't remember what happened before.

In the night breeze, the other three all showed serious looks. Miaobi is a gentleman most of the time when he is in the Mu family, and he doesn't have to deliberately pretend to be serious or anything, as long as he thinks that he wants to teach his children, the serious and serious expression is to say that he will be on the face. And Mo Han and Mu Qingming pretended to be attentive, and they also pretended to be presentable.

Faced with Gong Xiaoyun's questions, they all nodded in unison and hummed one after another. Mu Qingming then added: "When I went out for a walk and met you sleepwalking, I hurriedly stopped you and tried to wake you up with medicinal pills, otherwise I don't know where you are sleepwalking at the moment?" ”。

After Gong Xiaoyun's eyes turned around on their faces a few times, she actually believed their words; As Mu Qingming's neighbor, Gong Xiaoyun knew that the other party knew a little about Qi Huang's technique, and the idea of awakening the sleepwalking pill was reasonable in her opinion. Then Gong Xiaoyun, who did not suspect it, had slightly red cheeks, and thanked Mu Qingming and them with a little embarrassment.

"Let's go, let's go home." Mo Han walked around to her, put his arm on her shoulder, and walked into the alley. Mu Qingming and Miaobi quietly glanced at each other and followed.

But when he walked to the front of the small courtyard of the Mu family, he saw Miaotian standing at the door, facing Zhao Liang, who was carrying a bloody kitchen knife outside the door, and said, "Inspector Zhao, my young master really went to the night market." ”。

The lantern hanging on the door illuminates the three feet in front of the gate. By the light of the light, it could be seen that Zhao Liang didn't believe Miaotian's words, so he raised his eyebrows, and replied in a weird way: "Your young master is so lively, you don't have many neighbors, one person died in Jiang's family at the end of the alley, and he was made into a person, he is actually in the mood to go to the night market?" Where did the bottom go? I really have something important to discuss with him! ”。

"I'm really going for a walk." Mu Qingming strode to Zhao Liang's side and said softly; These words made Zhao Liang, who was staring at Miaotian intently, turned his head after being startled, and saw Mu Qingming who seemed to be smiling, and Zhao Liang, who was frightened, glared angrily, and was about to scold a few words, when he saw Gong Xiaoyun behind the other party.

And Mu Qingming also quietly glanced at the kitchen knife in his hand, and guessed that the dead monster must have used it to make the Jiang family's sister-in-law a murder weapon when he controlled Gong Xiaoyun.

"Gong Xiaoyun, we suspect that you are suspected of murder." Zhao Liang didn't care about talking to Mu Qingming, and stood in front of Gong Xiaoyun after bypassing Mu Qingming.

He was a head taller than Gong Xiaoyun, and looked down at Gong Xiaoyun condescendingly. His shadow was cast, completely enveloping the petite and delicate Gong Xiaoyun; Then Gong Xiaoyun trembled slightly, raised her head cautiously, looked at Zhao Liang who was covered by shadows with a confused gaze for a moment, and said in surprise: "Is this official master mistaken?" Folk girls have always been well-behaved, and they don't even dare to kill chickens, how can they kill people? ”。

Gong Xiaoyun, who has no memories, doesn't even know that her sister-in-law is dead. Zhao Liang's words sounded abrupt and puzzled to her.

"Then there is a woman's bloody fingerprint on the handle of this knife, how do you explain it?" Zhao Liang raised the kitchen knife he was carrying in his hand to Gong Xiaoyun's eyes: "You don't need to explain, just go back to the police station with me to make a comparison." ”。

"Zhao Liang, can you respect me? Obviously, I talked to you first. When Gong Xiaoyun was inexplicably frightened and a little panicked, Mu Qingming had already turned around and walked over, and said to Zhao Liang: "The murderer is indeed not Miss Gong, let's put it this way, I am about to catch the real murderer." Give me an hour, and I can tell you the truth. ”。

All the countermeasures, Mu Qingming had already thought of before he came back. Therefore, at this time, he can be full of confidence and confidence to say this.

"Didn't you go to the night market?" When Zhao Liang heard this, he turned his head and looked curiously at Mu Qingming, who was smiling with confidence.

"By the way, I looked into this case." Mu Qingming nodded and said this, and after a pause, he said in Zhao Liang's ear: "And the murderer in this case is the same murderer as the drunkard case and the millennium wedding dress shop bloody case a few days ago. ”。

The night breeze blew through Shala Alley, turning into a sharp howl, blowing the two big red lanterns on the door of the small courtyard of the Mu family, swaying left and right for a while.

In the swaying light and shadow, Zhao Liang frowned, and looked at Mu Qingming, but he didn't see anything other than a faint confidence.

"Okay, I'll give you an hour." Removing his gaze, Zhao Liang lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment, then took out his pocket watch and opened it, and by the light of the lantern on the gate of the Mu family's small courtyard, after the right time, he nodded and said, "What do you need to do?" How am my men and I going to cooperate with you? ”。

"No, I'll take care of the rest; If I can't give you the truth after an hour, you can take Miss Gong away immediately, and I will not stop you. But before that, you can't touch Miss Gong, let alone try to induce confessions and other behaviors on her. Saying this, Mu Qingming raised his hand and spread his five fingers, his palm facing Zhao Liang, wanting to high-five the other party.

"Deal, but yours give me a place to drink tea." Zhao Liang turned his head without hesitation, and after high-fived Mu Qingming, he readily agreed.

"Mo Han Miaotian, invite our chief inspector and Miss Gong to the house, and entertain them with delicious food and drink." After Mu Qingming finished speaking, she gave Mo Han a look, and after signaling her to take care of Gong Xiaoyun, who was still inexplicable about this, Huo Ran turned around and walked towards the Jiang family's courtyard.

What is the truth about the Jiang family's courtyard? Can Mu Qingming exonerate Gong Xiaoyun within an hour? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.