At the moment when the ghost disappeared, a figure rushed like lightning.

"It's late."

When he saw the scene in the mass grave, Monk Jun sighed.

Because of the murder, mass graves have been cordoned off.

The local people are strictly forbidden to enter, but the ban can stop people, but it can't......

The two straw mats were spread out, and only one female corpse remained, and the male corpse was missing.

Not only that, but there was also a serpentine corpse on the ground.

Monk Jun stepped forward to check, and the snake corpse was only a piece of skin and bones, and its death method was exactly the same as the corpses of a man and a woman in the mass grave earlier.

"Demon?"

Monk Jun frowned.

He already suspected that the corpses in Qiancun and the mass grave were not made by one person, and after the mass grave incident, he ordered the officials to keep the two corpses, and then turned back to Qiancun to look for clues.

When he returned to the mass grave, he suddenly found that there was a lot of anger ahead, and he knew that something was wrong, so he hurried over, but he was still a step too late.

"A demon who has been cultivated for three hundred years, one move pierces the heart and kills, and the essence and blood are sucked up. The villagers in Qiancun should have been harmed by this big demon, but the person who killed him was the main master. A praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, but I don't know where this yellow finch is sacred. ”

In the hand of Monk Jun, the seven-colored Buddha beads beep and turn.

He looked at the sky, and it was already faintly light.

"The thousand-year-old corpse king has appeared, and the monsters from all over the world have awakened, and the troubled times are coming......"

After dawn, Xin Lin, who had slept all night, woke up slowly.

When I woke up, I saw that the master was sitting on the side with a worried face.

"Miss Xin, you're awake. You're a girl after all, don't work so hard in the future. ”

The nobleman's face was speechless and stopped.

Around dawn, she and the emperor found that Xin Lin was in a coma in the temple, looking exhausted.

When she fell asleep, she kept screaming.

"Rogue ...... Sikong slag ......"

Listening to the emperor, Xin Lin's life experience is also very miserable.

Not long after her mother's death, she was framed and became a wanted criminal, and she went to Zixiao City to find her biological father and clear her grievances.

All she was talking about was her big enemy.

Shi Guiren has known Xin Lin for only one day, and he is also wary of Xin Lin, it can be seen that she is alone at a young age, and she is practicing hard, thinking that her life experience must be very miserable, I can't help but feel compassion and pity her.

"What about the rogue corpse?"

Xin Lin touched her arms, the spirit talisman was still lying in her arms, she was busy with luck, and found that the Fuxi Qi in her body was still there, surprised and delighted. After resting all night, the Fuxi Qi in his body seemed to be a little stronger, and then he looked at the layer of hay under him.

The hooligan corpse still had some conscience, and he didn't leave her unconscious outside the ruined temple to feed the wolves.

But thinking of the appearance of the hooligan corpse forcing him to practice boxing last night, Xin Lin had a headache, that more serious guy, he wouldn't torture her so much every day in the future, right?

"Sister, are you awake?"

Xiao Xinzhuo walked in, still holding a few hot buns in his hand.

As soon as it was dawn, Xiao Xinzhuo went into the city to inquire about the news.

Seeing him, Xin Lin said with a tiger face.

"You don't want to die, those bandits are probably not leaving, what are you running blindly."

"Sister, don't worry, those bandits are gone. Looks like you've worked. There's also good news, you heard, that the quasi-Pernod is broken. ”

Xiao Xinzhuo's face was full of joy.