Although Bai Gouna said the truth they knew, Xiao An would not believe it, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Bai Zaha was ready to go back, Huang Bo said that he wanted to send Bai Zaha, Xiao An allowed it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao An helped Zhou Maoyin to go to sleep, Bai Gouna lit an oil lamp, stared blankly at the dimness of the oil lamp, his heart was very complicated, although he told Xiao An everything he knew, looking at their appearance, although he listened carefully, but many did not believe it.

Having said that, how can people in the outside world believe such a thing as a demon, after all, this is not a movie, and if there is something to be said, something will be taken out no matter what, so even if they don't believe it, Bai Gouna doesn't care, but tonight feels like another cold night, and the temperature around it still drops to make people very cold.

The temperature in the house is good, and all the oil lamps are glowing faintly in the room, which has a beautiful and simple quiet artistic conception.

On the other hand, Xiao An lit a cigarette in the room, and then thought about it, what Elder Bai said was very consistent with what Zhou Maoyin said, so the statement that Li Dingguo is a demon in this version may still be true, at least for now, except for him and Huang Bo, the people in this village should believe that Li Dingguo is a demon, and it seems that he is about to be resurrected.

Speaking of Huang Bo, Xiao An smoked thoughtfully in the dark night, he felt that there was something wrong with Huang Bo, as a detective, he should be vigilant, and there must be certain assumptions.

If death.bleach didn't come with them, then the villagers' suspicions are not unreasonable, the three of them are the most likely, Xiao An knows himself very well, as for Huang Bo and Zhou Maoyin, they haven't known each other for too long, so if you want to understand them from your heart, it's impossible, so you have to have a long heart, maybe the bloody corpse is really one of the two, but this is just a hypothesis.

Huang Bo and Bai Zaha slowly walked in the snow, Huang Bo's expression was not very good, and Bai Zaha said something, only to see Bai Zaha angry for a while, and then looked at Huang Bo deadly, and finally turned around and left, the whole process was almost more than ten minutes, I don't know what the two were discussing.

Huang Bo stood in place, facing the direction of Bai Zaha's departure, with great anger in his heart, but he didn't know where it was, and then walked back slowly, thinking about it in his head.

Huang Bo finally returned to Bai Goona's house, not as late as before, Xiao An also lay down in bed, Huang Bo walked quietly, and then was about to undress and fall asleep, when he heard Xiao An say,

"Captain Huang is back? How's the chat? ”

Huang Bo was startled, and then said in a soothing and calm tone,

"It's okay, he said that the matter of the blood corpse will be put aside for the time being, and as soon as the sacrificial ceremony is over, he will directly prepare the funeral and bury it, and then take a few young people into the forest with us, I am also in a hurry, but there is no way."

Xiao An pretended to be tired and yawned, and then said,

"In that case, it's really hard Captain Huang, then go to bed early, I'm ready to sleep."

Huang Bo said softly,

"Hmmm!

Huang Bo lay down slowly, his eyes slanted in the direction of Xiao An and Zhou Maoyin's beds from time to time, and the more he thought about it, what happened to the bloody corpse this time.

Zhou Maoyin and the village's arguments were all demonic acts, which Huang Bo knew was impossible, so the murderer might have come from one of the three of them.

Xiao An is impossible, although he has some bad ideas, but he knows that it is not his own doing, then the only thing left is Zhou Maoyin, if his weakness and timidity are disguises, then his disguise is really good.

Huang Bo still shook his head, and then thought about going to bed early, so he fell asleep.

……

Inside Bai Zong'an, the young man's expression was very serious, although he was a little timid, but timidity could not solve the problem, so he could only face it head-on.

The bloody corpse outside the nunnery was lying quietly, it was his playmate who had played with him to the end, it could be said that he was like a brother, but now a corpse was stopped here, anger was greater than fear.

But anger is anger, and the strange and quiet atmosphere around him makes him cheer up his spirits, as if there is a cold chill in the air, and that chill is murderous.

The young man swallowed his saliva and looked around cautiously, not letting go of the slightest wind and grass, and tensing every string in his head.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, and the young man turned around quickly, and with the help of his voice,

"Who? Who's where? ”

There was still silence all around, except for the whining sound of the cool breeze, and the young man moved cautiously and continued to search around.

When people are in a state of tension, they will feel that the place is full of weirdness, especially in the mortuary, the heart is itchy like a cat scratch, and there will be certain hallucinations.

For example, there are voices that always feel that someone is there, but in fact there is nothing but themselves, but people are like this, so some people have gone insane because of some hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

Auditory hallucinations and hallucinations are normal, but maybe they can't be serious, and they become people in mental hospitals.

The young man knew this, so he comforted himself in his heart and thought too much, breathed hard, stroked his chest that was heaving and heaving, and comforted himself,

"It's okay, it's just that I'm scaring myself, how can it be so easy to be simple!"

It's in a tribal language, so it sounds like a grunt outside.

In fact, it was really his illusion just now, there was nothing outside, except for the white snow, which was snow, and even the previous footprints were covered by the snow behind.

The surroundings are white, and if there are people, they will definitely leave footprints in the snow, but there are no footprints in the snow, and it is impossible to say that there are no traces in the snow, so if it is not the wind, it means a ghost or a demon, of course, this is impossible.

But it was indeed the wind just now, but at this time a black shadow appeared in the silent snow, yes, it was him, he was packaged as a god of death, and he was also a dead man himself, and he felt more demonic.

He stretched out his five fingers, then clenched his fist viciously, and then his bones rattled, his eyes looked at the lights of Bai Zong'an, and his mouth muttered,

"Here I go again."

Then he strode towards Bai Zong'an, and the man inside didn't notice that this dark and cold aura was approaching him.

In less than ten minutes, there was a desolate cry in the quiet night sky, and then there was silence, and I saw a pool of blood still bubbling from the ground to death.

Xiao An suddenly woke up from the dream, his forehead was full of sweat, he remembered a dream, a very scary dream, but he woke up and couldn't remember, only that it was terrifying.