The woman cried while slapping the mat and wrapping the woman's corpse: "Yu'er, why did you leave your mother like this, how can you live after you let the white-haired person for your mother send the black-haired person." Which one who has suffered a thousand knives and killed my Yu'er, return my Yu'er, and return my daughter......"

With the woman's heart-wrenching slap, the mat was lifted a crack, and the jade body was laid out under the robe, revealing a miserable white face. The expression on the face of the deceased Yu'er was smiling, and her eyes were rolled upward, with a strange expression full of confusion and longing.

The people outside the wall stared at the half-naked female corpse on tiptoe, some pointed, some were interested, some sighed, Mo Fan and Lie Yun showed regret on their faces, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore and turned their faces.

At this time, a common man who was familiar with the old woman sighed and said, "Oh evil, what mongrel has lost his conscience so much, this is the twelfth girl to be mutilated." This widow is also pitiful, her husband died early, and she only left a daughter to depend on her, Yu'er is the root of her life, and she must not be crazy in the future. ”

The onlookers were still whispering to each other, and some complained about the government's inaction, and the resulting tragedies have not been solved so far, so that the murderer can go unpunished, and only then can he dare to be even more arrogant and continue to kill people unscrupulously.

Looking at this face covered by a layer of hoarfrost, it can be seen that Yu'er was a pretty girl before her death, and she was like a flower girl in her youth, which is regrettable. It can be seen that their hands and feet have cracks that have appeared after being frozen, and as Mo Fan said, a white cold air emanates from the bodies of these dead women, as if they have just been moved out of the freezer. There are sharp weapons on the limbs and wrists to cut the whole hole, the blood has flowed out, the skin and flesh can be seen in the white bones, there are strange blood spells on the wounds, and there are also red blood spells like teeth and claws on the mat wrapped around the corpse, such a vision can only be shocked when you see it with your own eyes, and you can't help but secretly take a breath of cold air.

Qianlingxin took a few steps closer, wanting to see if he could find any other clues, but then he faintly felt a rejection force rushing towards him, and he was shocked. The power emanated from the corpse, as if a spirit was sending some strange signal to itself.

Qianling was puzzled, and then a voice sounded in his head, saying, "Blood Curse Sealing Technique, it's a bit interesting."

Yu Tianqing can unexpectedly give people a thrill every time he speaks, although he is accustomed to it, he is still startled by the coldness in his heart. Then he replied: "It seems that you know who the murderer is?" ”

Yu Tianqing said lazily in his voice: "I just feel sorry for using such despicable means to destroy beauties, and it is really spicy to destroy flowers." ”

Qian Lingxin rolled his eyes, and he said again: "Aren't you able to ask the spirit, you still need to ask me." ”

Qianling was surprised: "How do you ask the spirit?" ”

Yu Tianqing said: "Do you remember how you released me?" ”

Qian Ling was stunned, gritted his teeth and said: "Never forget, the cup started from that time" After thinking about it, he said: "Could it be that the art of listening to the sound can also communicate with the soul?" I seem to have sensed that the soul of a woman was sealed in this body, and she was trying to break free. ”

Yu Tianqing said: "I have always doubted that you are not a kind of practitioner, she is the only one in the Shura Sect who knows the art of listening to sounds, I think before she dies, there should be no one in the world today who has her true inheritance, unless the blood is inherited." ”

Shallow Lingxin snorted: "You guessed right"

Yu Tianqing said inexplicably: "It's really fate"

There was a bustle at the temple gate again, it was the county official who brought someone to dock, and Mo Fan seemed to have a skirmish with him, because the county official had been playing sloppy and always wanted to settle the case hastily, and see what he seemed to be covering up or protecting someone.

Shallow Lingxin approached the female corpse and used the technique of listening to the sound to test it again, and sure enough, there was a soul hidden in the female corpse.

It was the Jade Girl, who was struggling to break free from her body, as if the blood spell on her wrist was very painful about her ban.

Yu'er said, "Save me...... Help me, I'm so uncomfortable, this sister save me, save me! ”

Qianling's mind responded: "Yu'er, who killed you?" ”

Yu'er's soul was distorted, and she shook her head painfully: "I don't know, I don't know, save me, save me......"

Qian Ling said anxiously: "How can I save you?" ”

Yu'er said: "Let me out, that stinky Taoist priest tied me up, and there was fire burning on my hands and feet, I was so uncomfortable"

Qian Ling's heart turned, and he was about to step forward to try to wipe the blood charm off his hands and feet, but was stopped by two officials who rushed up. Then he rushed up and quickly wrapped the female corpse on the ground back into the mat, and four men carried the corpse out. The weeping and wailing woman pounced on her to stop her, and was brutally and mercilessly escorted away from the scene by two officials.

They moved skillfully and quickly, and in an instant, the scene of the first murder was restored to its original state, the ruined temple in the wilderness where nothing had happened.

Mo Fan angrily watched the official carry away the corpse to clean up the scene, and he also looked at the county official wearing a green robe and a black gauze hat on his head. There is no god in this person's eyes, Yin Tang is full of black gas, his face is arrogant, there is no one in his eyes, and he looks at people with a look of contempt, even if he sees the palace guard Lie Yun who is one level higher than him, he has no flattery and politeness, which is amazing.

Looking at the departing figures of the county officials and others, the people pointed at these officials with a dissatisfied look on their backs, but they were fascinated by the county official's walking posture. The people of Xuanmen have a very strong sense of five senses, and the observer will also be more nuanced and keen, just now the county official walked out of the back and clearly saw that the soles of his feet were floating, his body was weak when he walked, and his eyes would be dull and trance when he looked at people, as if he was not giving up. This very person's behavior is very suspicious, Qian Lingxin and Mo Fan can see it at a glance, and after Lieyun leaves, Mo Fan said: "Fang Lieyun learned that these murdered women had been to that Baiyun Temple before they died. ”

Qian Ling remembered what Fang Cai Yu'er said, so he said: "Now it can be determined that it has nothing to do with a certain Taoist priest." ”

Mo Fan said: "Let's go to the White Cloud Temple"

Baiyun Temple is located in the south of the city, the Taoist Temple was built not long ago, but it is the peak of incense, and the believers who come to pray for blessings are endless.

The two of them smacked their tongues after seeing the Baiyun Temple, and marveled at which is the Taoist temple, it is simply a palace of the Golden Palace and Jade Que, which is located in excellent feng shui, it is like the heavenly palace, the eaves and arches are hidden in the clouds and mist, and the shallow listening heart is strange when entering the main hall, the gods enshrined in it are not the eight immortals of the Jade Emperor in the impression, or the ancestors of the Three Qing Daoists, nor is it the god of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and the great palace is dedicated to the statue of the god who is not known to anyone.

Mo Fan was also frowning and curious, unable to tell who the god enshrined in the hall was, and dragged a pilgrim to inquire only to learn that this god was called 'Yin Yang Patriarch'.

Mo Fan approached the statue of the god in front of him, took a closer look, and saw that the statue was an ordinary Taoist wearing a purple yang crown with three long black beards, he held the dust in one hand, pinched the law seal in the other, and wore a blue and gray Taoist robe, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes like a god overlooking the beings under his feet.

His expression and demeanor are all sculpted vividly, realistic and close to a real person, but the look can faintly see a treacherous and cunning state, I don't know how the real person is, maybe the statue craftsman did not put the right scale in his demeanor to create some flaws.

Mo Fan has followed Tan Hengshu for many years, and has traveled to the north and south together to travel to many immortal mountain Fu caves, read countless immortal mountain celebrities, immortal monarchs and Taoists, and he can see his dignity from his posture and posture at a glance, so he said contemptuously: "Which way is the Yin and Yang Patriarch is a god, looking at it is a wild road Zi Sandao, not even an earth immortal, he dares to be a god here, and he is worshiped by people with incense, so big posture." ”

Mo Fan's words were not loud, but they also made several pious pilgrims around him hear them, and a noble lady read him with disgust and disgust, offending Shenwei.

Mo Fan's words also attracted the side glances of several pilgrims who were facing the idol with their hands folded and praying sincerely, and they glared at him with taboo in their eyes, and whispered indignantly.

It can be seen that this old way in the hall has some fame in this place, especially since His Majesty the lord of the country respected the people who cultivated immortals, the people who worship immortals in this place have a better atmosphere, and a monk can be admired and flattered as a god.

At this time, a clear female voice came from the back of the hall, and she said in a dissatisfied tone: "Where is the hairy boy, dare to offend the prestige of the ancestor here, don't you want to live?" ”

As soon as the words fell, three women wearing blue coats and crowns came out of the hall, their hair was tied with a hosta, revealing a smooth forehead and beautiful face, each holding a whisk in their hands, all with a proud expression.

The woman at the head is older, nearly thirty years old, wearing a plain and elegant robe, it is difficult to hide her charming posture, a pair of beautiful eyes are flowing, the pulse is affectionate, and she is very beautiful. Seeing Mo Fan, a handsome little boy, he couldn't help but look at it twice, his beautiful eyes turned into momentum, and his voice was a little more coquettish: "But are you making a disrespectful speech?" ”

Mo Fan saw that they were all female crowns with mediocre qualifications and no cultivation at all, and he was even more determined in his heart, so he couldn't help but sneer contemptuously, and still said bluntly: "Is there anything wrong with what I said?" If the Taoist heart is demonic and makes small moves behind the scenes, it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of selling fame and reputation. ”

The woman next to the female crown raised her eyebrows, waved her dust and pointed at humanity: "You are so bold, do you know what kind of place this is, dare to slander our ancestor here!" ”

Mo Fan is the most jealous and hateful on weekdays, and he doesn't take these Jianghu gods in his eyes at all, this attitude makes those female crowns so angry that their faces are red, only to see Mo Fan hugging his arms and smiling at the three female crowns: "If it's slander, then let your ancestor come out to see it." ”

may have guessed who the person pretending to be a Taoist priest behind him was, so Mo Fan was so humble or arrogant, and the indescribable provocation in his tone was to force the other party to show his feet.