As soon as these words fell, a few catchers echoed their voices.

"Liu Zhutou said that the murder is weird, and there are corpse parts everywhere."

"The weirdest thing is that there is a woman covered in blood on the bed, who is reluctant to leave that bed."

"Zhang Yue said that it was he and Liu Qing who dragged the woman off the bed, and as a result, the woman immediately blew herself up, and there were corpses and blood stains everywhere."

"Yes, yes, Liu Zhutou said, everyone in the room was splashed with blood at that time, and they also said that they were unlucky, and they went crazy just after saying this."

"At that time, Lord Night was there?" When Eleven heard this, a trace of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes that were as clear as a spring.

"At the scene of such a murder, Lord Ye is naturally there."

Eleven got the answer he wanted, so he naturally stopped asking.

Obviously, the ghost haunting them is the woman who blew herself up at the scene of the murder, but it is impossible for people to blow themselves up, and there is a follow-up to this matter.

Eleven slowly raised her head to look at the sky, pursing the corners of her mouth.

I don't know when, a faint black gas hovered over the entire imperial city, like a haze.

Hanxing stood in place, staring at Eleven's every move, and finally looked up at the sky with her gaze, and saw nothing other than the blue color and the bright sun.

Lin Tao stepped forward and was about to thank him, but was interrupted by the other party.

"This thing is nothing compared to Ah Ye's rescue of me, don't take it to heart, your injuries haven't healed, let's go and rest."

Seeing that Eleven didn't want to say more to him, Lin Tao nodded and said, "If you need anything, send someone to tell me." ”

Looking at Lin Tao's distant back, Eleven turned around and walked towards the gate of Dali Temple, Han Xing naturally would not let her leave alone, who knows if she would meet privately with the princelings.

Eleven knew that Hanxing was following him, and he didn't stop him.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Eleven was standing at the door of the Xianghe Inn, surrounded by people, turning heads and ears, pointing at the inn, and there was a catcher guarding the door, naturally no one dared to step into the inn.

Han Xing, who followed all the way, was a little surprised to find that Eleven did not go anywhere else, but came to the scene of the murder.

The Xianghe Inn was shrouded in a thick black aura, and Eleven squinted his eyes, he didn't expect to meet a hundred-year-old ghost here.

She walked into the alley next to the Xianghe Inn, walked directly to the location of the backyard of the inn, and gently tapped her fingers on the wall, a purple light centered on her fingers, quickly spreading around, and finally a purple hole appeared, and the hole was the backyard of the inn.

Eleven walked into the cave, and as her figure vanished, the entrance gradually disappeared, and finally returned to its original state.

This scene made Han Xing see it clearly, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but increase his strength, and he felt more and more that there was something wrong with this woman.

Don't think too much, Hanxing exerts light skills and climbs over the wall.

There was no one in the courtyard, so I couldn't help frowning, and quickly rushed out of the backyard to the front hall of the inn, the door was closed, so no one knew that they had sneaked in.

Han Xing went up to the second floor, and at a glance saw Eleven standing at the door of a certain room, the other party glanced at him, and his gaze fell on the room again.

He continued to curl the corners of his mouth, and since he was discovered, he was not hiding, and walked directly to Eleven's side and looked at the room.

The whole room was covered with blood, and although the corpse parts were quickly cleaned up, there was white toner on the ground where the corpse parts were circled, and the strangeness of the scene could be seen at a glance.