Although there is no curfew now, Huzi is still careful to avoid the night watchmen. After all, it has been the third watch, and he walks on the street alone, which inevitably arouses suspicion. It's an eventful time, and more is better than less.

Swaying back to Yang's house, Huzi first put his ear to the door, and when he heard that there was no movement inside, he gently patted the door. He beckoned: "Dad, I'm Huzi, open the door." After a while, Huzi heard footsteps coming from inside the door, and then the door was opened a small crack. Mr. Peng saw the person coming clearly, and stretched out his hand: "Come in." ”

Hearing Mr. Peng's serious tone, Huzi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly dodged into the courtyard. As soon as he met Mr. Peng, he was taken aback. At this time, Mr. Peng's head and face were stained with blood, and he smelled fishy. took a closer look, but he was relieved that the blood on Mr. Peng's body was not his own.

The blood stains were dark and foul-smelling, and more of them were congealed and hung on Mr. Peng's robe. For people who have been dead for a long time, the blood will take on this form.

"Dad, tell the little finch to peck her eyes?" Huzi joked with Mr. Peng, "It's so embarrassing, when you get back to take a shower, I won't clean the bath bucket for you." Dirty! ”

In Huzi's mind, even if it is like this, since Mr. Peng is safe and sound, then the matter must have been resolved. So I relaxed my mind and made fun of Mr. Peng. Mr. Peng didn't take Huzi's words, but frowned slightly and sighed: "Hey...... Come into the house and see for yourself. ”

Puzzled, Huzi walked through the front hall and into the inner room, smelling the smell and almost being robbed.

This room was temporarily used as a mortuary for Yang Erlenzi, and before that, it was also Yang Erlengzi's bedroom. Although this person is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains, he has a mother who is wholeheartedly devoted to her son, and she is beaten and scolded and helps with the work, so this room has been cleaned up neatly.

Looking at it at this time, it is not the same thing at all. There are four walls on the roof of the shed, four walls on the ground, doors and windows, tables and chairs, and four-poster beds, and there is not a single one that is not stained with blood. Hu Zixin said: Good guy! Is this the blood that has already congealed in Yang Erlengzi's body clean?

took two steps forward to bypass the table and chair that fell to the ground, and Huzi saw Yang Erlengzi's corpse. Originally, when Yang Erlenzi was alive, he was like a tall and thin hemp pole, but now his corpse has completely become a skeleton wrapped in skin. A large wound had been cut between the chest and abdomen of the corpse by a sharp blade, and several ribs had been severed.

If ordinary people see this scene, their legs must be weak, and no matter how brave they are, they have to pee in the crotch of their pants. But what Huzi ate was this bowl of disgusting rice, and although he was disgusted, he also squatted down to take a closer look.

He was too familiar with the shape of this wound, and it had to be a moderately long but unusually sharp blade like "Shuangjiao" to leave such marks. Come to think of it, this must be the mark left by Mr. Peng on him. But Huzi's mind is not here - if you look carefully through the wound, you can see that Yang Erlengzi's heart was split open by Mr. Peng.

Stretching out his hand to probe, Huzi could clearly feel that Mr. Peng was holding back when he started. He deliberately split the heart in half and left it in half, as if he wanted to take something out of the atrium intact. After touching it carefully, Huzi's expression changed greatly - the inner wall of Yang Erlenzi's atrium was actually deformed. There is a depression in the middle, the size of a pigeon's egg, and it is unusually rounded. A very strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"My ...... Bitter ...... O wretched child! This sound came from behind the four-poster bed, not much bigger than the mosquito, but it scared the tiger to a tremble. He hurriedly shook the blade in his sleeve and jumped on the bed, only to see Yang Fengshi curled up in the gap between the bed and the wall to hide his face and cry, his voice was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly.

Huzi let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't stop complaining to himself in his heart: I have seen a lot of wind and waves, why did I call an old lady to scare her?

Actually, there's nowhere to reason. In the eyes of people like them, ghosts are not very scary, they are nothing more than the remnants of the ghosts left behind by some people who have deep resentments and have succumbed to death. Even if you have cultivated to become a ghost immortal, you have your own rules. Only people are scary, they can scare people to death.

Huzi wiped his hands clean on the mattress and stretched out to the old lady Yang Feng: "Old lady, which one are you singing?" It's cold on the ground, you get up quickly, don't get caught in the cold. ”

The old lady is like this, Huzi naturally knows. But he deliberately wanted to ask this, because he had a grudge against the old lady of the Yang Feng family in his heart. After all, he is still a teenager, and he can't be as open-minded as Mr. Peng, and if he wants to reach that point, he has to practice a lot.

The old lady was helped up by Huzi, and then glanced at the dead body on the ground, and tears flowed down again: "My son...... O my son! ”

Parents all over the world are generally thinking about not expecting their children to be bad. Even if Yang Erlenzi is a bastard scoundrel, and even speaks ill of his biological mother, Yang Feng still thinks about his son, even if he dies and the Yang family is out of business, he must give his son a safe life.

Huzi sighed, and couldn't care less about sneering at the old lady: "Old lady, I'll help you back to the house first." When it's dawn, I'll go get you some soothing. Don't be busy anymore, leave the funeral to me and my father, and I will take care of it for you. ”

The old lady wiped her tears and nodded, and let Huzi help her back into the house. Huzi comforted the old lady a few more words before she went out again.

Outside the door, Mr. Peng was looking at the moon with his hands behind his back in a daze. Huzi stepped forward and called: "Dad, what do you want?" What's going on? Only then did Mr. Peng come back to his senses, turned his head to look at Huzi, spread out his palm, and revealed a strange stone talisman: "This is what I cut out from Yang Erlengzi's heart." ”

Seeing this, Huzi's eyes immediately turned red!

Since the last time I saw the huge stone rune in the ghost building and Zhao Yueyue was unconscious, there has been no news about this stone rune in the ghost house. The door of the ghost house once thought that the ghost building was broken, and the so-called "immortal master" was greatly injured, and since then he has disappeared.

Since the incident of the ghost building that day, Huzi has never dared to forget the deep blood feud between the owner of this stone talisman and him. In the past, he opposed the "immortal master" for the sake of heavenly justice and justice, and for his own cultivation. After this incident, he looked for the owner of this stone talisman in order to avenge Zhao Yueyue and relieve his hatred.

Originally, after getting the confession of Ma Dachang's wife, Huzi had some doubts in his heart, and when he saw this stone talisman again, it was undoubtedly - this was another good thing done by the so-called "immortal master". Yang Erlengzi's deception of the corpse must be inseparable from the "extralegal master" he met.

So, Huzi took Mr. Peng back to the main hall, took out two confessions, showed them to Mr. Peng first, and then explained how he set up the situation, how Ma Dasheng and the widow of the Ma family confessed, and talked about it again in 1510, without missing anything. Especially about the extralegal master in the mouth of the widow of the Ma family, he emphasized in detail and mixed his own speculation.

In the past, the truth was inseparable from his own speculation, and after getting tangible evidence, Huzi was so happy that his nostrils flew to the sky, and he had to show off with Mr. Peng. But this time, he was not interested at all, and patronized the stone talisman on the table.

Seeing Huzi's gritted teeth with hatred, Mr. Peng sighed lightly and comforted Huzi: "This is actually a good thing." ”

Huzi wondered: "The owner of this stone talisman came out to do evil again, how can it be regarded as a good thing?" ”

Mr. Peng shook his head: "Aren't you quite smart?" At this time, I was confused again, which is concerned and chaotic. You think, Ma Dasheng killed people, although the method was cruel, as if it had been premeditated before, but it was a temporary intention. Even if that 'Immortal Master' is really Jiang Shang's reincarnation of King Wen and learns the art of deduction to life, I'm afraid it won't be such a thing. ”

Huzi seemed to be woken up: "That's right! Who is this demon looking for? I found Yang Erlenzi, a big smoker, because there was something special about Yang Erlengzi. ”

"Not only that," Mr. Peng said, "this man should have bigger plans. If you think about it carefully, what were the objects that the stone runes were attached to before? Corpses, monsters, stone statues, formations, only this time, are directly acting on the living. Although I don't know what exactly this demon is going to do, I speculate that he asked Yang Erlenzi to swallow the stone rune, not just to let him eat a few chickens, he hopes that Yang Erlenzi will live and let the stone rune play a role in the living person. ”

"Huh? I understand! The cold sweat on Huzi's head came down directly, "Yang Erlenzi's deception of the corpse should be just a side effect of the stone rune, but it was because Yang Erlenzi was suddenly killed, so it became like this." But this is like a test drug, one person and two people can't see any difference, and casting a wide net is true. This demon's shot is fifty taels, which should be able to attract many people to take risks. I'm afraid, there are many Yang Erlenzi ......"

Mr. Peng nodded: "You are very right. That's why I say it's not a good thing. After all, Yang Erlenzi suddenly died like this, revealing this demon. We can make some preparations early and be more vigilant. ”

Huzi answered "yes".

After Mr. Peng's enlightenment, he has calmed down a lot now. Stretching out his hand and pointing to the room where Yang Erlenzi rested his mortuary, Huzi asked: "This Yang Erlengzi's body should be regarded as an important piece of evidence." Now that we have made it like this, how can this be carried to the yamen? ”

"It's okay, let's pack up Yang Erlenzi tomorrow and prepare for the burial." Mr. Peng lit the two confessions on the table, "You kid is smart, you got this thing, you don't need Yang Erlengzi's corpse at all." When Yang Erlengzi is buried, let's contact Han Zhutou. When the time comes, your uncle will be back! ”

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