In the middle of the day and night, the full moon in the sky was a little strange, and it was blood-red.

The moonlight stretched the shadows of the two men on the ground for a long time.

Feng Qianxin's head-catching robe was blown up and down by the wind, as if it was about to melt into the cold night, she frowned, spread out her slender palm, and held a small painting in her palm.

Si Ying, who was beside him, hurriedly raised the lantern in his hand, and through the faint light, he could clearly see that the whole process of a woman's killing was painted on it!

The woman's painful expression before death is vivid, and even a tear mole in the corner of her eye seems to be hideous, and the brush peak is smooth and in one go, as if the person who painted the painting was watching from the sidelines when the woman was killed.

Si Ying looked a little timid, glanced at Feng Qianxin, thought for a while, and said: "If you think this person must be a madman, there are still a lot of things in the yamen, we don't have to come to the appointment because of a painting, not to mention, it's still a ghost house!" ”

Feng Qianxin's calm face revealed a sense of indifference, and his slender two fingers picked up the paper, and through the firelight, he could see a line of words behind the painting.

"When the time comes, the spring comes to the inn, and there are things to entrust."

Feng leaned into the small words and pulled the corners of his lips, suddenly closed his palm, and said with a smile: "Haunted house? If you are afraid, you can not go. ”

With that, he raised his legs and walked towards the inn.

Si Ying looked at Feng Qianxin's back and shook her head, since Feng Tianxin came to Lingbo City as a female catcher five years ago, although she has solved countless cases, she has always been so cold, she was born a Peugeot, but there is no joy, anger and sorrow, like a walking corpse, without a heart.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, Si Ying shuddered, as if someone behind him was peeping at him, tightened the lamp pole in his hand, raised his legs and followed.

The Chunlai Inn in the dark is eerie and terrifying, and the silence is terrifying.

It happened a month ago, that night, Chen Shan, the owner of the Chunlai Inn, suddenly heard an exclamation in the backyard, and hurriedly went to check, but saw a black shadow holding a guest woman and disappeared instantly. Si Ying received a report and came to investigate, but there was no clue, and the matter was passed on by word of mouth for a while and became a famous ghost, Chen Shan returned to his hometown to recuperate due to excessive fright, and no one dared to come here, and it became a ghost house.

Feng poured open the door of the inn with a palm, and at a glance, the tables and stools were overturned, and all the objects were covered with a layer of dust.

Si Yinghuo took out the big knife on his waist, bowed around, and said, "The younger brother has to stay here due to official business, don't disturb, you are safe." ”

Feng Tingxin chuckled when she heard this, her eyes lingered in the hall, and suddenly, a sound caused Feng Tianxin to look sideways, but saw a black shadow turn the gatehouse, looked in her direction, and skimmed to the backyard.

Feng tilted his eyes and raised his legs to chase him out, but saw the black shadow standing next to the ancient well, motionless.

Feng leaned and stood with his hands in his hands, but he didn't move, and the two actually confronted each other. In a moment, the black shadow suddenly rose up and disappeared without a trace like a wind.

Si Ying, who rushed over, saw this scene and raised his legs to chase after him, but was stopped by Feng Qianxin, and said: "There is no need to chase, since he can lead us here, he must be completely sure that he will leave, why waste his physical strength." ”

Si Ying frowned and nodded, seeing Feng leaning towards the ancient well, he also followed.

The bright light of the lantern raised high in his hand cast a hazy light and shadow, just enveloping the mouth of the well, and Feng leaned his hands on the edge and looked in, and it was dark inside.

"Let's go down and have a look." Feng Tianxin said lightly.

Si Ying's face changed instantly when he heard this, he was the son of Zhizhou, how could it be that she was a female catcher, and was about to have a seizure, but he suddenly turned around, glanced at it, Si Ying instantly died down, handed her the lamp pole in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'll go, I'll go." ”

With that, he took off his robe, grabbed the rope that had been tied, took a deep breath, and jumped into the well.

The cold water at the bottom of the well hit Si Ying's flesh and skin, cold to the bones, out of instinct Si Ying floated to the well, but when he was about to stretch his hand out of the well water, he was shocked to find that his ankle was surrounded by something, lingering.

In a hurry, Si Ying grabbed the thing wrapped around his ankle and pulled it up.

With a pop, Si Ying surfaced from the well, and Feng Qian put the lantern on the muddy ground beside him, hurriedly pulled up the rope, and after a while, he dragged him up.

"There was nothing at the bottom of the well, only a weed."

Si Ying jumped out of the well, raised his arm and wanted to hand her the thing in his hand, but he casually glanced at the thing in his hand, but he was so frightened that even his soul came out!

Where is this aquatic grass, this is clearly a strand of women's hair, looking down along the hair, a miserable white woman's face hangs in front of his eyes!

Si Ying screamed, threw the head in his hand, Feng tilted his heart tightly, picked up the robe that Si Ying took off on the ground, shook it out through the wind, and took the woman's head back.

She lifted her robe and looked down at the skull inside, there were already signs of decay, but she could clearly see a little red tears in the corner of her eyes like a red blood bead bewitching, she couldn't help but sink her heart, this head turned out to be the woman in the painting!

"Originally, it turns out that this painting is real!" Si Ying was so frightened at this time that even the soles of his feet were cold, and he couldn't say anything.

"Go down and find her body!" Feng said in a deep voice.

Si Ying was a little timid, glanced at her cold face, and her heart jumped again.

On a March day, the water was cold and frozen, Si Ying gritted his teeth and endured groping around the bottom of the well, but he didn't find anything.

"There's nothing down there!" Si Ying popped up and floated in the water and shouted at her.

Feng Qian nodded without saying a word, dragged him up, and saw him

Cold teeth chattered, and he reached out to untie his robe and threw it to him. Si Ying was not hypocritical, and immediately put it on.

Feng Tianxin's face was solemn, she took the head in her robe, and after a moment she suddenly said in a deep voice: "The degree of decay of this severed head is not obvious, and the time of death is probably not more than a month, is it ...... That's what he's going to entrust? ”

Si Ying was a little frightened, moved away a little away, and simply sat on the edge of the well, looking sideways at the wall.

Feng poured into pondering for a moment, then turned back to Si Ying and said lightly, "Go back." ”

When he raised his eyes, he saw that his face had changed greatly, his face was completely distorted, and his wide eyes were full of fear, if he was only a little frightened at the bottom of the well just now, then now Si Ying is close to collapse.

Feng was shocked.

As Si Ying looked at the wall, he saw that there was a woman's shadow there, and she was hanging upside down, her tongue hanging slightly, and it looked like she should be dead!

Feng Qian chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly looked around, but where was there a woman around, and where did this shadow come from?

On the ground, Feng Tian's heart trembled, and he unconsciously raised his legs and walked a few steps towards the inn, and at this time, on the window of the Chunlai Inn opposite the wall, another strange blood moon floated!

It seemed to be swaying slightly like a wave of water, it couldn't be the wind, because the wind couldn't blow the moon at all, Feng Tianxin's eyes stared at it for a moment, and suddenly she felt that her consciousness was gradually chaotic.

She vaguely realized that she was trapped, and that she should have just turned her head. But at this time, her limbs could not move at all, as if an invisible force trapped her in place, and she could only stare at the red moon on the window.

It was the color of blood, the red she knew well, yes, when he misunderstood that she killed Lingxin, his eyes were so blood-hungry red.

He had never had any other emotions towards her, but even if she hated, she was happy......

There was a covetous smell in the air around him, similar to his taste, was he?

Feng tilted his heart palpitating slightly, and he actually pulled his lips and giggled.

"Pour your heart, pour your heart......" she felt someone next to her calling her!

Feng Qian felt so noisy and didn't want to look back, he just felt that those eyes were so nostalgic, it was his......

Dizzy, at this time she would faint as long as she moved, but she still wanted to persevere, her round eyes stood tenaciously in place, she thought, look at him!

"Feng is devoured! Wake me up! ”

The voice in her ears suddenly became angry, and she felt a cool breeze suddenly creeping in beside her, the blood moon on the window disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the sweet smell around her disappeared without a trace.

Feng Qianxin's heart was also empty, his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and his body fell down as soon as he became weak.