The night in the capital is like a god who suddenly closes his eyes, and darkness fills the air.

In a family, a young girl sat in front of a bronze mirror in a fiery red wedding dress, stretched out her hand with her eyes blank, and rubbed her face over and over again.

She was beautiful, but her face was a little stiff.

"What to do, what to do." She thought about it in pieces, terrified and wondered. Suddenly, those dull eyes froze, and she began to eat and laugh, and strange laughter filled the room.

Holding something as thin as moonlight, she covered it tightly over her face.

"As long as that's it, it's all right......"

The door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman walked in: "Hui'er, how are the things for tomorrow prepared?" ”

Suddenly, she saw that the daughter in front of her was instantly old in front of her!

The face of the flower is defeated......

Then, the pieces fall into the mud......

Crash. The phoenix crown in the woman's hand fell to the ground and rolled out a long way.

"Ahh

Then all was silent again.

Night...... Still going on.

In the deserted suburbs to the north of the capital, there are many tombs and piles of bones. It was so silent that it was as if time had stopped, except for the occasional cooing of owls, proving that he was still alive.

Wen Ren walked in the mass grave with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Thinking of Xia Shangshu's old face, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Xia Yunrou also enjoyed the glory and wealth before her death, but after her death, she was buried here by her biological father, on the grounds that the death was unlucky and there was no way to enter the ancestral grave.

I don't know which fortune teller I listened to, Xia Shangshu insisted that Xia Yunrou's death method would overcome his official path, so he was extremely resolute to throw his own daughter into the wilderness.

I don't know if Xia Yunrou can see it in the spirit of the sky, she liked to laugh at others when she was alive, but she ended up in such a miserable situation after her death.

Wen Ren Qianjue stopped and looked at the ghost-faced man beside him.

Under the black sky, his movements were completely invisible, and he followed with great ease, without making a sound.

The mass graves were littered with mounds of mounds of earth, like thick snow, and it was difficult to walk. But he walked so easily without touching his feet.

Wen Ren stood with his waist crossed and took a slight breath.

She is physically fit and trained. It can't be compared with people who can do light work.

When she had time, she must find out whether this body was a genius or a waste, and whether she could practice martial arts.

The ghost-faced man walked in front, and felt the person behind him stop, and his figure also stopped, and in the night sky, his beautiful voice came: "Please." can take you away. ”

There are even a few ghosts in the mass graves.

But there is a different charm.

The corners of Wen Ren's mouth moved, this person is really ...... What about narcissism.

She immediately rushed up: "Thank you, no need." ”

The ghost-faced man said lazily, "No thanks. ”

The black sky floated, and the people had easily followed.

In her eyes as dark as eternal night, there was a little more banter, she was so strong, and she would never accept the slightest charity from others?

He is not in a hurry, take his time, and one day he will see her admit defeat.

Speaking of which, the fifteen-day deadline is approaching, but her clues are broken one by one, as if Xia Yunrou's death is an untraceable case.

What will she do when the deadline is up?

Wen Ren Qianjue stopped in front of a tombstone, and with a flick of his hand, the fire broke up, illuminating the inscription on the tombstone: Xia's Yunrou.

"This is it." Her eyes surveyed the earth below.

"Hmm." The ghost-faced man faintly agreed: "Dig it." ”

Heard by a Thousand People: ......

A big man put it here and asked her to dig it? Rub, forget it, she knew that this man would never do anything.

The grave was not deep, and Xia Yunrou's bones were dug up in a few clicks.

There are only bones left......

In just a few days, her ** has been completely decomposed. Only one skeleton remains.

The speed of this decay is simply terrifying!

Wen Ren Qianjie touched the bones casually with a small shovel: "What killed her, do you have any ideas?" ”

The bones cracked like the bones of an old man at the end of his life, and the calcium was lost severely.

Under the ghost's face, the thin lips of the demon moved a little: "Please me." ”

In his eyes, there was a thick banter.

"Hmm." Wen Ren squatted down and stabbed the bone with the silver needle he had prepared in advance, completely ignoring the words of the ghost-faced man.

In the dark night, the two men were like tomb robbers.

Pull out the silver needle, it is still snow-white, not poisoned.

So...... She might have asked Bai Shengluo if this kind of death could be a secret technique.

But there was a voice in his heart that vaguely knew that if Bai Shengluo really had a clue, he would tell her early in the morning, and he wouldn't let her investigate like a fly for so long.

"Let's go." She clapped her hands and stood up handsomely.

The corpse, which was already only a skeleton, could not help her.

The two walked out not far away, and suddenly two people appeared in front of them.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I don't want to carry this for too long! ”

Another voice trembled: "Shhh Don't talk nonsense! If it weren't for the courage of drinking, Lao Tzu wouldn't dare to come here, you don't have to say a few words, go deeper, and find a place to bury it casually. You've got a lot of money! ”

Neither of them spoke, and they stopped carrying a coffin.

Wen Ren stood behind a tree and didn't move, and came to bury the coffin late at night, what is something that cannot be seen.

The coffin was buried in three times and five divided by two, and when he was about to leave, a sudden sound came.

The place where Wen Ren stood was an old grave, in disrepair, already fragile, and at this moment it could no longer support it, and it collapsed with an uproar.

At the moment when her body fell, she was suddenly caught in her arms by a strong arm.

Below, a skull stared at her with empty eyes.

"Who!"

The two of them trembled and roared angrily!

If you come out in the middle of the night to do this kind of thing, and the employer makes a lot of money, you must not be seen!

One pulled out the firewood knife on his waist, if it was really a tomb robber...... Then don't blame him for recognizing money and not people!

Wen Ren was held tightly in his arms.

The terrifying ghost face was close at hand, but the smell emanating from his body was fatally tempting.

Warm and wicked.

Suddenly, the ghost face in front of him got closer, and a soft and cold thing was suddenly printed on his lips, and a cold fragrance poured into his mouth.

The brain buzzed all at once.

Wen Ren's eyes widened.

This one who killed a thousand knives is kissing her? At this time?

The two men came closer, and suddenly saw two figures standing behind the bald tree. One tied up a ponytail and shook slightly.

The other could only see the dark color, and the three thousand strands of hair were as smooth as moonlight, pouring down on the back of his head.

The two seem to be kissing...... And their feet were floating in mid-air.

Midnight! Who would make out on a mass grave!

It's not a ghost, who else!

He was already a little unable to stand, and desperately comforted himself in his heart, he must have seen it wrong, and gritted his teeth with the strength of wine and took another step forward.

But when I raised my eyes, I saw that the man had raised his face, and it was clearly an ugly and terrifying ghost face!

"Ahh

Both of them woke up from drinking, turned into white sweat, howled and threw away the firewood knife in their hands, and ran out like crazy.

"Hell! Hell! ”

The man was gone, and the ghost-faced man raised his eyes faintly and looked in the direction where the two men had fled.

Wen Ren Qianjue pushed him away and wiped his lips, and there was still a cold taste in his mouth on it, which disturbed people who were groggy and a little unclear in their thoughts.

Looking up, she met the night-like eyes: "Can you let go?" ”

No one knew where they had fled, and he was still holding on.

Suddenly, his hand was loosened, and he fell straight down!

One foot in the dirt, and another foot simply sank into the skull......

Hehehehe, she gritted her teeth and shook off the skull on her feet, and glared at the black-bellied man on the top: "It's fun like this?" ”

The ghost-faced man leaned over slightly, and seemed to look at her below in a good mood: "No thanks." ”

Wen Ren climbed up from the collapsed grave, and a slender and beautiful hand was stretched out in front of him, strong and perfect, as if he could hold it all day.

She had seen many beautiful hands, but rarely had they been so perfect.

The ghost-faced man quietly stretched out to her below.

For a moment, the demeanor that emanated from him was gentle, as if the sky would not fall, and people couldn't help but want to believe him.

Those eyes seemed to bewitch her: as long as she stretched out her hand, she could have a tenderness that she had never felt before.

Wen Ren Qianjie stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to touch it, her own hand stopped, and no longer moved forward.

She raised her eyes, retracted her hand, and smiled ruffianly, "I don't need to." ”

It looked like she was playing a trick on him.

After a few battles, she knows this man too well, give you a sweet date, and what is definitely waiting for you is a slap, so she won't believe this black-bellied man.

What's more, she has long since learned to rely on herself.

The ghost-faced man withdrew his hand, got up lazily, and looked at the little woman working hard below, his eyes flickering.

Interesting, he didn't expect that.

A woman who can refuse him, and he just used a little bewildered mental method, just to see how she looks.

She barely lost her mind for a moment, and her will was stronger than she could have imagined.

His little prey seems to be even more stubborn than he imagined.

Wen Ren gritted his teeth, put his feet a little, jumped up from the not particularly deep grave, silently refilled the soil, touched his nose, and was a little funny.

I didn't do anything tonight, I just buried the bones.

Wen Ren Qianjue walked to the place where the two people buried the coffin just now, and it was dug out in a few clicks, and it was only covered with a layer of floating soil, it seems that those two people were really afraid of coming here late at night.

Pry open the coffin, it was dark inside, and it was impossible to see clearly.

She shook another fire fold, and when she took a photo, she froze.

In the coffin was the corpse of an old woman, with white hair as pure as silver threads, and her face was full of furrows, and she looked like she was not eighty but ninety.

But she ...... But she is wearing a girl's wedding dress!

It was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood.

Wen Ren Qianjue stretched out his hand and probed her body, but it was not completely stiff, indicating that the person had just died.

Old woman in wedding dress......

A certain bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, her eyes remained calm, and she looked at the corpse's whole body, the jade bracelet on her wrist was clear, and her nails were painted with Kodan.

All kinds of signs show that the white-haired corpse in front of him was a young girl before he died!

Moreover, the corpses have already begun to stink.

Decaying so quickly, there was no other possibility, she took a deep breath.

The corpse in front of her was the second victim she saw besides Xia Yunrou!

I'm afraid that thing has been spreading in secret......