Chapter 189: The murderer is hard to catch

Ouyang Chenmu vented to himself, frowned and said in a tone similar to a murmur: "I didn't expect zombies to be so powerful, this place is not far from Nangang, and it is not close to say that it is not close, how did Di Xuan come and go freely and kill people invisibly?" Does she use to run? Or with flying? Or simply disappear into a gust of wind? It's so wicked to think about it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoI wish I had been having a nightmare all this time and waking up with all my troubles gone. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi laughed and said, "You forgot that she was manipulated? Not to mention this distance, even if she wants to run to the other side of the ocean overnight to kill someone, it will not be a problem at all. ā€

Ouyang Chen joked bitterly: "How good it would be if you could manipulate her, just get her to the enemy country that always robs our territory, and divide it by two, and slaughter those militants and save more weapons for the country." ā€

Mo Xiaoyi echoed: "Good idea, when you catch Di Xuan, send her over." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu laughed: "Come on, let's not entertain ourselves here, it's more important to solve the current case as soon as possible." ā€

Mo Xiaoyi restrained his expression and said lightly: "Actually, strictly speaking, the case of the old mansion has been solved, but the murderer cannot be caught at present, and I am afraid that I will have to go back to Nangang to search for Di Xuan's whereabouts." However, there is another thing that puzzles me about the old mansion, that is, will the woman who sealed the woman in the coffin be the same person who manipulated Di Xuan? If it was the same person, what was the purpose of him instructing Di Xuan to commit so many bloody crimes? If you can know who this guy is, a lot of problems will be solved. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu said hatefully: "You can't find this kind of shrunken turtle, so we can't do anything about it." I really hate, even if the cases handled by Lao Tzu are not more than a hundred, they are not far from ten, when have you ever encountered such a thorny problem that cannot be forcefully used? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi sighed secretly, what is a hundred? I have lived thousands of years, how many tens of millions of demons have been subdued? I've never been so helpless now. The waters of the mortal world are indeed deeper than the heavenly realm!

Ouyang Chenmu suddenly said "ah", his face turned pale and pale, and said, "Old Mo, you just said that it is possible that the person who sealed the woman and the person who manipulated Di Xuan is the same person?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi nodded, "It's not impossible." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu's voice began to tremble, and he said with a pale face: "Didn't you say that the woman has been dead for at least a thousand years?" The person who sealed him a thousand years ago is at least a thousand years old now, right? That, that, my God, can it still be human? It's either a ghost or a monster. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi sneered and said, "Do you think that the people walking in this world are all normal human beings like you?" Do you remember that Nangang Brain Hospital was reported for doing illegal experiments a few months ago? Later, their dean, Qiu Xiaotian, disappeared inexplicably. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu didn't understand what he meant by mentioning this for a while, and subconsciously replied: "Of course I remember, I still led people to seal their experimental building and arrested a few doctors involved in the case. Strangely, the dean disappeared out of thin air. The Public Security Bureau followed up with the issuance of an online wanted warrant, but unfortunately he has not been caught so far, as if he had evaporated from the world. To be honest, this has also become a problem for me, and it is very uncomfortable every time I think about it, and there is still anyone who can escape from my hands? It's so depressing. Hey, speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something that I couldn't understand, that day we rushed to the laboratory building, as if someone had done it before us, all the experimental equipment was destroyed, and a director died. I never figured out who had the skills to sneak into such a heavily guarded laboratory......"

Mo Xiaoyi said indifferently: "I destroyed it, I also made the call to the police, and the director surnamed Huang also died in my hands." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu suddenly realized, patted him on the shoulder quite excitedly, and said with two rows of white teeth: "It's no wonder, I'm afraid that no one can dig up such a secret underground black experiment except you." I said Lao Mo, you have made a great contribution. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and he glanced at him with a smile and asked, "Then how old do you guess Qiu Xiaotian is?" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu's expression froze, his side eyes scratched his cheeks, as if he carefully recalled Qiu Xiaotian's voice and appearance, and then said very affirmatively: "You are in your forties, at most fifty years old." ā€

Mo Xiaoyi categorically vetoed, "Wrong, he is thousands of years old." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu's mouth was open enough to stuff a duck egg, and it took a while before he came back to his senses and said, "Damn, Lao Mo, you can fool me, how many thousand years old?" Do you think he is an old goblin, or a fairy! ā€

Mo Xiaoyi said: "He is indeed thousands of years old, and he is indeed an immortal, but he is just an evil immortal who was expelled from the immortal world, and after he arrived in the mortal world, he used all kinds of resentful spirits to practice evil arts. For hundreds of thousands of years, I don't know how many innocent people have been harmed. You've also seen their labs, would a normal person do this kind of experiment? ā€

Ouyang Chenmu was stunned, thinking about it carefully, it was indeed too strange to explain those things with human thinking. And after messing with Mo Xiaoyi for so long, I have seen a lot of non-human things with my own eyes, zombies can slaughter the entire hospital in an instant, what else won't happen? So he asked with a solemn face: "Then do you know where Qiu Xiaotian fled to?" Isn't it time to go back to the Heavenly Realm? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi said with a complicated expression: "We have eliminated it." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu came up to him in surprise and said with great interest: "If you really have your old Mo, it must be a thrilling battle, right?" Tell my brother about it. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi's eyes crossed Zhuo Yifeng's shadow again, and Bai Chen's appearance was covered in blood, his eyes were filled with sadness, and he said in a sad tone: "You guessed right, I almost lost that battle." A friend of mine lost his life and ended up in a state of disgrace. If it hadn't been for another friend who had died with him with his own life, I'm afraid everyone present at that time would have died, including me. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu felt the heaviest sadness in Mo Xiaoyi's heart, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch his shoulder and comfort: "Old Mo, the dead are gone." They traded their lives for the lives of countless people. I think they must be very gratified, and they must hope that you can live well for them and eradicate more evil. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi pulled her lips and said quietly: "Yes, I can only do my best, and I don't know what the final outcome will be." Don't blame him for being disheartened, it's really that there is too much fog in front of him, and many times it makes him feel a sense of frustration. I thought it was just a simple trip to the mortal world to chase and kill the enemy, but I didn't expect that the water would flow deeper and deeper, and the more things would be managed, and when I wanted to withdraw, I couldn't stop it.

Ouyang Chenmu said with confidence: "Everything will be solved, I believe in you!" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi smiled bitterly: "I hope so!" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, suddenly thought of something, and asked in a slightly raised voice: "Old Mo, it is recorded in the county records that Qiushuizhuang was wiped out by a strange disease, do you say that it is possible that they were poisoned in the water and let them be poisoned and die collectively?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "It's unlikely, right?" They were not poisoned all at once, but fell ill one or several after another, and finally died slowly and painfully. And before man dies, livestock dies first. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu thought about it, poisoning the water would not poison everyone, because Qiushui Village was a place where mountain springs could be seen everywhere, and the common people did not drink the water from the same well. Besides, the Qiushui River is so big, no matter how much poison is thrown into it, it can't poison the whole village, let alone dye the Qiushui River red. "But what method did the murderer use to destroy the village? Is it like an aggressor country that went to another country to cast gas bombs, and also set off gas bombs in their village? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi said with a smile: "I said big brother, where did the poison gas bomb come from two hundred years ago?" Didn't I say a long time ago that the murderer must have an ability, and he still needs to kill people with poison? Any spell you cast can kill you. What's the point of finding out how they died? The most important thing is to find the murderer, so that he will not harm more innocent people. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu sneered: "Brother, isn't this an occupational disease, when you encounter a homicide case, you want to investigate the process of committing the crime and find the murder weapon." ā€

Mo Xiaoyi had a weak look on his face and was defeated by him.

Ouyang Chenmu touched his nose and changed the topic: "Regarding the 'corpse raising ground', can you tell me more details?" How can you tell if a place is a 'corpse farm'? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi replied: "The so-called 'corpse raising land', that is, the yin land, ordinary people can't see it. But if it is a place where the yin qi is extremely heavy, ordinary people can also feel it, and it will be significantly colder than the surroundings. The yin qi of the old mansion is very heavy, so you will get goosebumps when you enter it. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu was curious: "Does the 'corpse breeding land' have to die for many people to form?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi said with a smile: "Not necessarily, some places are born with heavy yin qi, which is determined by the leylines of this place, but such places are extremely rare." It's more man-made, as I said earlier, ancient battlefields or execution grounds, and some mass graves. There is also the purposeful creation of a 'corpse breeding ground'. Before Qiushui Village, the fish and water were beautiful, the people were prosperous, and the people lived a rich life, so it was definitely not a place of extreme yin. In order for it to become suitable for raising corpses, it must have the evil aura of resentful spirits, which means that it needs to constantly die people, and it is also a resentful person who will not die well. The reason why the Qiushui River turned red overnight was also due to the resentment of the deceased. Maybe the ghosts of those villagers back then are still crushed under the old mansion and have not been able to cross over. The yin qi there is too heavy, and it is obviously colder than other places. However, the strange thing is that I can't detect any traces of the existence of the soul, and I don't know if it was sealed somewhere and I didn't notice it for a while......"

Ouyang Chenmu gasped and muttered, "What kind of murderer who lost his conscience actually slaughtered hundreds of lives just to create a place to raise corpses?" Can't he find a really suitable underworld? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi said in a deep voice: "If you like there, there is naturally a reason for him to take a fancy to it." In the eyes of such people, life is inherently worthless, and all living beings are just tools that can be used in their eyes. Not to mention slaughtering a village, slaughtering a country is not a thing. At the beginning, Qiu Xiaotian used the soul of a living person to practice evil arts, but he didn't know how many people died under his hands. If we hadn't killed him, maybe today's Nangang would have become a Shura field long ago. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu suddenly said seriously: "Old Mo, why don't I worship you as a teacher and learn spells from you?" I used to think that by trying to solve the case, I would get justice. Now it seems that the police can not solve any case, and they can only be helpless when they encounter zombies and ghosts. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi smiled and said: "You, the smell of fireworks is too strong, it's not material for practicing spells, so let's be your big detective with peace of mind!" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu was quite unconvinced and said angrily: "Brother, why does it smell of fireworks? Let me tell you, my brother still retains the body of a child, I'm afraid that I can't find a purer cultivation material in the world than my brother. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi couldn't help but burst into laughter, and said while laughing: "Forget it, are you still a child?" The kindergarten period is about the same. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu's face flushed, and he asked with a little embarrassment: "Old Mo, that, you shouldn't be able to see it, right?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi deliberately glanced at him with strange eyes, and said with a smile: "What do you say?" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu smiled and quibbled: "Hehe, although my brother failed to keep his body, my brother kept his heart." Believe me, my brother's heart is still childlike. ā€

Mo Xiaoyi stopped laughing, recovered his positive color and said: "Cultivating spells is not something that ordinary people can do, it requires talent and wisdom, and it will take a certain amount of time." Some people have been cultivating all their lives but have not been able to attain it. But I can teach you some simple paranormal techniques, and maybe you'll be able to use them later. Although you can't subdue demons and eliminate demons, at least when you encounter some simple supernatural events, you can save your life. ā€

Ouyang Chenmu was unwilling to say: "Okay, it's better than nothing, when are you going to teach me?" Okay now? ā€

Mo Xiaoyi leaned lazily back on the sofa chair, "I'll talk about it when I have a chance!" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu said with a disappointed face: "Hey, you kid shouldn't be fooling me, right?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi laughed: "Am I that kind of person?" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu leaned over with great interest, and said with a flattering face: "Why don't you write down the spell secret book, and I will study it myself?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi laughed: "You read too many martial arts novels, right?" ā€

Ouyang Chenmu touched his nose and laughed dryly.

Mo Xiaoyi casually glanced at Zhang Yang on the bed, and saw that he was still asleep in that posture, and was not awakened by the sound of the two talking.

Ouyang Chenmu also looked at Zhang Yang, with a touch of worry in his eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Old Mo, I don't know what's going on, I always think that something will happen to Xiaoyang, why don't you send him back to Nangang tomorrow?" ā€

Mo Xiaoyi frowned and said: "If he is really targeted by something unclean, I am afraid that it will be worse if he is sent back, and at least he can observe the situation at any time by his side with us." ā€

Ouyang Chenmu sighed again, constantly blaming himself for not dragging him into this land of right and wrong. (To be continued.) )