Seeing Feng Jiao's vigilant appearance of retreating and refusing to get in close contact with herself, Xue Yan couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, but she was still reluctant to see her so embarrassed: "Miss Feng Jiao, I came to you today because I have something I want to tell you. This matter involves Fengfu desserts. ”

Feng Jiao raised her eyebrows in surprise and glanced at Xue Yan, leaving Qian Mo to help Xing'er in the dessert shop, and together with Yun Shen, Xue Yan was invited into the Fengfu Wine Shop.

"Brother Xue, is there any new progress in the case of the monk's disappearance?" Feng Jiao asked first.

"Nope. We still haven't found any trace of Jiang Nanlei and the Shu family's demon cultivators, and the disappearance of the low-level monks has not been alleviated, but has become more and more intense. Some low-level monks who lived in sparsely populated remote suburbs stayed at home well, but they still couldn't avoid the fate of being directly looted and taken away. Moreover, their family members were all killed, and it was reported by the surrounding neighbors. Xue Yan said with a sigh.

At present, the entire outskirts of Ling'an City are already panicked.

"What?! Did it get to such a serious point? Feng Jiao frowned and said in surprise.

Xue Yan sighed and said, "Moreover, in the recent period, the strange things that have happened in Ling'an City are not only like that. ”

There is a food stall near the southern suburbs of Ling'an City, which only sells cold yellow fruits, sugar mixed red fruits and white flour steamed buns. Because of its low price and delicious taste, it attracts many people.

Who knows, most of the people who have eaten these things have gone crazy!

Someone developed symptoms similar to persecution paranoia, dancing in the street in broad daylight, punching and kicking innocent passers-by, saying that there was a monster trying to eat him.

Even more terrifying, a man killed his wife and a pair of three-year-old twin sons because he ate something from the food stall, and said that they were all incarnates of the devil......

Xue Yan immediately launched an investigation into the food stall, but he didn't expect that after he set off, the snack stall disappeared very strangely.

"Brother Xue, you just said that this matter is ...... It seems to have something to do with my Fengfu desserts. What is the connection between the two? ”

Xue Yan took a deep breath: "Actually, not everyone who has eaten the food at that food stall has gone crazy. However, these people who have not gone crazy have one thing in common. That is, after they ate the food from that food stall, they all ate the mung bean paste of Fengfu dessert. ”

As Xue Yan spoke, he took out a big white steamed bun from the treasure bag he was wearing.

"Miss Fengjiao, you know the most about what to eat. This is evidence I found in a house. I'm going to show you it. I want to know what is wrong with this steamed bun, why people who eat it suddenly go crazy, and why the mung bean paste sold in Fengfu dessert shop can prevent madness from happening. ”

Feng Jiao nodded, took the steamed bun from Xue Yan's hand, put it to her nose and sniffed it, only to feel a faint fishy smell coming to her face.

"Are you sure that the food stall is appealing because it tastes good? Why does it smell faintly fishy? Feng Jiao asked in surprise.