Wu Xing knew that there must be something dirty there, but he still walked over with courage, although he was already on guard in his heart, but when he saw that scene, Wu Xing's pupils were still irrepressibly soothing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is a corpse, the lake is full of dead bodies, some of them are head-down, some of them have their hideous faces exposed to the surface of the lake, and some of them are only half of the corpses. They don't know how long they have been immersed in the water, and the whole lake is like a can full of dead bodies.

This time, I couldn't hold back, don't turn my head and vomit "wow".

There was a malicious laugh from the crowd, and Sun Fatzi shouted across the lake: "Little master, I think you should come back when you grow up." ”

The laughter was again, Bai Zongxin bit his lip fiercely, obviously he was also holding back, he didn't care about dealing with everyone, and walked over and helped Furong up first. "Are you alright?"

Furong cried continuously, her slender and white fingers covered her mouth, and scolded Bai Zongxin: "Little bastard, don't think about it when I go out." ”

Bai Zongxin glanced at everyone casually, and his face fell on Wu Xing's eyes, full of cold air. Wu Xing was shocked to realize that this was probably Bai Zongxin's instinct to enter a state of readiness.

It's just that other people's looks are too ordinary? The doors of the main room and the ear room were either pried open or smashed, apparently they had searched all the rooms, and there was no danger? Are there no living creatures either?

Zhao Sanliang saw the suspicion in Wu Xing's eyes, and said stupidly: "Don't look at it, we have all checked, except for these disgusting things, there is nothing." ”

"I don't understand." Sun Fatzi jumped down from the branch sensitively, touched his round belly, and shouted: "This ghost axe screen is known as Yin Sansha, it can't be just such a thing, right?" ”

Zhao Sanliang pinched his mustache, "Eh, you are wrong, the evil spirit of the ghost axe screen is that it can absorb yin qi, so as to promote the Lingxi embroidery map, what we see now is the handwriting of the Lingxi needle in the Jindu Embroidery Workshop, in other words, what the Lingxi needle embroiders, the screen can make what comes alive, today the Jindu Embroidery Workshop embroidered a tiger, I am afraid that we are going to be here now." ”

Sun Fatzi said: "Is it really bad luck, is this Jindu Embroidery Workshop a grudge against Xiaojinlou, isn't this a ghost mansion?" ”

Three thousand three unexpectedly took a stubble: "Whether it is the name or the pattern of Xiaojinlou, it is all yang-biased, where the main is prosperous, the yang energy is too strong, and it will be unbalanced in feng shui, this ghost house screen is to neutralize the yang energy, but it is ......" He stared at Wu Xing and Bai Zongxin and glanced at each other, and said a little unconvinced: "There should be living creatures." ”

Anyway, they searched all over the courtyard inside and out, and there really wasn't anything. Sun Fatzi was very disappointed, and his eyes were fixed on Furong again: "Then you should know the strangeness here, what do you have to tell us, you look at this sky, I am afraid that the Sihe incense is about to burn out." ”

Fleur didn't pay any attention to him, insisting that she didn't know anything, but her eyes looked uncontrollably in the direction of the main house, as if she was suspicious of something. At this time, Bai Zongxin suddenly raised his head: "Did you smell anything?" ”

Wu Xing's face couldn't help but stiffen, he sniffed hard, he really didn't smell anything, and his heart couldn't help but burst, and he shook his head at Zong Xin suspiciously. At this time, even three thousand three threw their eyes at Zongxin, and he knew that Bai Zongxin's sense of smell was not a joke.

Bai Zongxin's expression was solemn, he first walked around the lakeside, and finally wandered under a four- or five-person-tall ginkgo tree on the east side of the lakeshore. In the middle of the night, the young man looked up and saw something strange on the leaves and branches.

"Here." Bai Zongxin raised his voice, and immediately people surrounded him, and I stood behind Zongxin and saw that the dense branches were full of silk threads.

Fleur stood at the end of the crowd and exclaimed, "It's embroidery." ”

Bai Zongxin asked: "Will the embroidery thread also have a fragrance?" ”

Fleur nodded affirmatively, but there was a solemn hint of horror in her eyebrows: "This is not an ordinary embroidery thread, this is an afterlife thread, which is used to embroider scriptures when the soul is overborn." ”

The embroidery thread on the branch is only yellow, but it is yellow embroidery thread with different shades of light and dark, and Bai Zongxin also confirmed the statement of hibiscus. "That's right, this smell is the smell of Zen incense."

The embroidery thread full of Zen fragrance, is this an excess of the dead corpses at the bottom of the lake? Bai Zongxin's temples were beating faintly, and he was almost sure in his heart that there must be a living creature here, or a "redeemed soul"

Soul redemption is one of the good spirits, that is, one of the souls that Wei Bushu explicitly forbade and could not harm. It often appears in places where murderous and resentful are extremely heavy, and the redeeming soul balances the murderous and resentful aura with its own soul, so that the reincarnated souls of these vain deaths will not be affected by resentment. The braided heads of the Qing Dynasty that I saw in front of me should have died unexpectedly.

He couldn't help but stand by the lake and look into the lake again, just now he only felt that these people looked hideous, but now it seems that there is a deep fear on their faces. Just as Bai Zongxin was concentrating on the bottom of the lake, a strange thing appeared in his eyes, and he almost blurted out: "What are those?" ”

Although Bai Zongxin's eyesight cultivation in the five senses is not as good as the other four senses, compared to ordinary people, it can almost be used as a microscope. Although the three thousand three of them leaned over for the first time, they needed to stretch their necks and stare intently to see the one percent clue that Bai Zongxin had noticed.

Three thousand three are a little bored, their Feng family's secret skill is "telekinesis", and telekinesis is very ethereal, unlike the Bai family, which can be used anytime and anywhere. He coldly ordered his subordinates, "Go and see, what's there?" ”

No matter what was there, my curiosity was not in the lake, because it was so disgusting that he didn't even have the courage to look at it again, and he didn't believe that if there was something in the lake, these people would step on the corpse and fish it out.

If it's a futile thing, why spend your precious time on it? Wu Xing walked to the side very calmly, but as soon as he turned around, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Just when he was about to leave, he felt something burning him on his chest, and he instinctively wiped the soul lamp, but the surface of the soul lamp was cold, and there was no burning sensation.

Where does this feeling come from? Wu Xing slowly turned around, Sun Fat Man had already stepped on the corpse and entered the water under the instigation of everyone, followed by two or three strong young men, who seemed to be very good.

I tried to sort out the messy head, and he went through everything in his heart: the secret technique sketch of the Jindu Embroidery Workshop led out the secret realm where living creatures were hidden, and when they arrived at the secret realm, they found that there were no living creatures, but they came to the scene of a murder that was brutally slaughtered.

An idea flashed through Wei Wuxing's head, perhaps, Jindu Embroidery Workshop simply let them in to solve the case. Thinking of this, Wu Xing couldn't help but glance at Fleur, this woman who was nearly thirty years old in front of them, putting on such a harmless and even somewhat delicate and innocent face was too deliberate. Little by little, my heart fell into the cold deep sea, and he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.