[The book continues from the above, the last book said that Sha Weng was hit by a ghost hitting the wall, and when he was at a loss, he sensed that there was an abnormality outside the courtyard and went out, and secretly broke the ghost and hit the wall, saving Sha Weng who was trapped in it. And Mu Qingming in the Temple of Literature launched an operation to capture the female ghost in red, and after cooperating with his wife Mo Han to take down the female ghost, Mu Qingming wanted to ask the female ghost three questions. After answering the question honestly, Mu Qingming fulfilled her promise, but took away the hanging rope she wrapped around her waist, so that she could no longer do evil and harm people in the future. And the transmission of Miaotian's thoughts also came at this time, informing Mu Qing of the intention of the sand Weng. 】

The silence flowed with the moonlight, diffusing to all directions in the Temple of Literature. In the dead and silent temple, all the ghosts in front of the Dacheng Hall were fixed, and the ghost qi could not operate, and naturally there was no gust of yin wind. The shadows of the trees, which were still shaking before, also stopped.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and the stars in the sky were dim.

After Mu Qingming said this, Mo Han removed the foot with cinnabar on the sole of his shoe, and also let go of the hand holding the magic trick. The soul fixing technique on the female ghost, the stiffness of her limbs and body, then dissipated without a trace.

"First question...... Mu Qingming was hurrying to ask, and the female ghost on the ground grinning with pain glared at him angrily and Mo Han asked sharply, "Why should I believe you?" Thus interrupting Mu Qingming's questioning.

The gentle and elegant Mu Qingming smiled lightly when he heard this, and when the smile dissipated, he revealed a rare and vicious face. Not only did his eyes glare angrily, but the green tendons on his forehead suddenly burst out, and the angry look was full of facial features on his face: "I'll give you two ways; One, if you believe me, I will naturally let you go after asking. Second, let the fox demon burn you to death with fox fire now. ”。

Mu Qingming raised his hand and pointed at his wife Mo Han, Mo Han was eager to kill this female ghost who was carrying human life, and she immediately rolled up her sleeves when she was eager to try. Mu Qingming trembled when he saw the female ghost, raised his eyebrows and snorted angrily, and said while the iron was hot: "As a powerful ghost over a hundred years old, with your knowledge and experience, you should know that fox fire, like the flames in hell, has always restrained water tribe spirits and ghosts. A little fox fire can make your soul fly. ”。

However, Mu Qingming was only scaring and scaring the female ghost; As far as Mo Han's faint path is concerned, the fox fire that spits out his mouth is completely unable to scorch a hundred-year-old ghost and ghost. At most, this ghost will leave ugly burns on his body for the rest of his life, and the wounds have a burning and severe pain, torturing her all the time.

But the female ghost didn't know the details of Mo Han, and could only know from the smell that Mo Han was indeed a fox demon who had practiced for a hundred years and turned into a human, so she was naturally easily frightened by Mu Qingming. Fear rose in her widening eyes.

Mu Qingming smiled and said nothing, quietly waiting for the female ghost's answer. Motoki Qingming and Mo Han tacitly cooperated with Ah Hong, who was stunned, and he came to his senses at this time. He walked around the demons and walked over to look at the female ghost. Out of a kind instinct, Ah Hong persuaded: "You better say it, otherwise my master will really do everything." ”。

Obviously, although the female ghost has lived for a hundred years, she does not have the backbone to die unyieldingly.

Ah Hong's kind words and persuasion not only did not cause the opposite of things, but destroyed the last trace of luck in her heart. Looking at Mu Qingming, who was smiling and silent, after the murderous aura was still lingering in her eyes, the female ghost sighed and said reluctantly: "You ask." ”。

The night breeze rose again, blowing through the Dacheng Hall and blowing the weeds and trees in front of the hall.

Under the swaying shadows of the trees, the fireflies perched in the middle of the court flew up again, and flew up and down in the wind.

"Two months ago, did you meet someone who had roughly the same qi in his body as ours? And a woman? Mu Qingming didn't talk nonsense, and asked bluntly.

Although the female ghost was a little reluctant, she had to endure the pain in her abdomen and think about it carefully in the night wind.

In my memory, she also sang here with the ghost troupe two months ago, and her income that day was not bad, and she earned a lot of dark coins.

After a while, the female ghost remembered what happened two months ago, nodded, and said thoughtfully to Mu Qingming: "There is such a person, a living person dressed in black clothes and a group who came to watch the ghost show. There is a lot of yin in this place, and it is easy to attract ghosts, so our ghost theater troupes have been playing here for several years. I remember that it was the first time I saw a living person, and I was still very impressed by watching ghost shows in a group of ghosts. But the aura on her body is a little more yin and evil than yours, and there is a little bit of corpse bone aura. ”。

"Are you all in this group?" The female ghost paused and asked curiously. Then taking advantage of Mu Qingming's deep thought, he muttered in a quiet voice: "It's not like ah, you are so ruthless, but that person didn't do anything to us, and he was kind; She looked more like a good person. ”。

"What do you say?" Mo Han, who was on the tip of his ear, heard the words of the female ghost clearly, and immediately raised his eyebrows and glared at the female ghost angrily.

The female ghost didn't dare to say more, and lay on the ground quietly waiting for Mu Qingming to ask questions.

Mu Qingming was not in a hurry, and pondered in the strong wind under the moonlight.

Yes, all the clues in my hands are right. Whether it is the breath or the dress, it is the same as the corpse and bone woman who has been visited by many parties recently. Most of them were this person, who stole the aura in the city, and stabbed Wang Xiaocui to rob the gold.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingming asked again: "Have you ever had close contact with this person?" ”。

"Hmm." The female ghost nodded again, and in her voice, which was as unpleasant as ever, she said, "I remember that it was late at night, and at dawn, she found me. said that it was to buy me a little bit of my ghost energy, and he was very generous and gave a lot of dark coins. At that time, he burned a lot of psychic paper figurines for me, so that those psychic mediums could serve me. I saw that she was so generous, so I gave her a little ghost energy from me, and that small bottle absorbed a little ghost. ”。

"Hmm." Mu Qingming pondered again.

Thinking of Wang Xiaocui's wound, it was the ghost aura of this ghost, and Wang Xiaocui also said that the person who assassinated her had an abnormal aroma on her body, judging from the fact that the woman in black had indeed come into contact with this female ghost.

And Mu Qingming thought about it for a while, and he knew what that person was going to do.

Because of the assassination of Wang Xiaocui to seize the gold, when the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, Wang Xiaocui will hum and even exclaim in surprise. And the ghost qi has the effect of confusing people, which can make Wang Xiaocui's consciousness blurred, so that he can't speak.

It can be seen that the opponent's knife skills are not exquisite. Otherwise, with the magic power of the dragon locker, it is easy to quietly assassinate a woman who is defenseless and has no power to restrain the chicken, without making the slightest noise.

"Maybe she's seriously injured? Or is there a lot of damage to her strange meridians and eight veins? So that you can't play your strength at all? Mu Qingming, who was pensive, thought secretly.

It's just that the knife skills are not exquisite, and Mu Qingming's grandmother is indeed in line. But his grandmother is alive and well, and the hundreds of years old man is still ruddy. In addition, she is the old lady of the Mu family, the food and drink are good, and she doesn't need to go out to subdue demons, so naturally she is not injured.

Even if the knife skills are not exquisite, there is no need to use ghost qi to make it difficult for Wang Xiaocui to speak. From this point of view, Mu Qingming felt that his grandmother's suspicion was not very big.

What is the murderer going to do with some ghost gas?

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Qingming couldn't think of being ugly, so he had to put his doubts aside. Then he asked the female ghost a third question: "What does this person look like?" ”。

"This ...... She covered her face with a black veil, and I couldn't see it clearly. The female ghost looked a little embarrassed and replied slowly. Immediately after that, he looked at Mu Qingming's eyes, looked at each other's eyes in the moonlight, and fell into deep thought.

"I only know that her eyes, like you now, are also hidden fierce lights, and I don't dare to look at her." After another moment, the female ghost looked away and said.

Mu Qingming didn't ask any more questions, and the three questions he said were three questions. He squatted down in silence, and under the gaze of Mo Han's wide-eyed eyes, he reached into the female ghost's arms and groped for a while.

Looking like that, Mu Qingming in the moonlight seemed to have instantly become a lustful prodigal son. When Mo Han was looking at his inexplicable move, he was furious, and the female ghost was so ashamed and scared that she didn't dare to move, Mu Qingming's hand stretched out from her arms, and there was already an extra hemp rope with a little faint blood stains in her hand.

"I want your hanging rope." Mu Qingming quickly rolled up the hemp rope in his hand, which was more than one piece long, and stuffed it into his sleeve, then took out a stack of dark coins from his sleeve and stuffed it into the female ghost's hand: "Let's go, I keep my promise." ”。

The female ghost didn't dare to squeak, clenched her hands and got up from the ground, panicked towards the outside of the temple, and floated away in the yin wind, and in a blink of an eye, she had disappeared under the moonlight.

Even if the hanging rope was hers, she didn't dare to turn back and ask Mu Qingming for it. and secretly swore that she would not come back after she was killed in Kunming; lest you encounter Mu Qingming and Mo Han.

Mu Qingming looked at his wife with a gloomy face and smiled indifferently.

Although I didn't ask about the appearance of the corpse woman today, I also got the hanging rope, which can be regarded as a gain.

Unexpectedly, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and his wife's raised hand fell on his cheek like lightning.

With a crisp sound of "pop", Mu Qingming's head tilted, and the five fingers on his face were full of blood. Seeing that the disciple Ah Hong was stunned, he grinned and gasped, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face.

It was as if he was afraid that his master Mo Han would give him a slap in the face after beating his master.

Mu Qingming also raised his hand, covering his red and hot cheeks, which were immediately slightly swollen, and asked his wife, "What are you doing?" ”。

"That female ghost is so ugly, you still touch her?" Mo Han didn't scare him, glared and raised his eyebrows, stomped his feet and scolded. Then, there was a little grievance in his eyes, and he looked pitiful in the moonlight.

People who don't know saw it, and thought that Mu Qingming had done something sorry for her.

Even Ah Hong, who was on the side, saw this, and secretly sighed in his heart: "Shi Niang is really a talent!" Beat someone with confidence, and can pretend to be a victim, which is amazing. ”。

Then with a gloating gaze, he looked at Mu Qingming, waiting to see what Mu Qingming would do?

"Am I not here to get the leash so that she can't do evil?" Mu Qing hurriedly argued. But Mo Han didn't listen, snorted angrily and turned his head to look to the side.

At this moment, Miaotian's thoughts came in time, which could be regarded as relieving Mu Qingming.

Mu Qingming rubbed his cheeks, which were still faintly painful, and listened to Miaotian tell him that Sha Weng had arrived at home and came to tell him.

After Miaotian finished speaking, Mu Qingming frowned, and also used his mind to transmit the voice to Miaotian Fox and asked, "Is there still this matter?" ”。

The person who assassinated Wang Xiaocui, what did he do when he bought ghosts? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.