As soon as he stepped into the bamboo forest, Gao Wuxiao had not made too many movements, and the vest was suddenly cold, and Gao Wuxiao, who was already tense and nervous, turned his head instantly, and his eyes fell on the green bamboo stalk.

In a trance, he only saw a white shadow flickering, but when he stared, the white shadow was gone.

"Something!"

Gao Wuxian frowned, put it on his back and tightened his palm, the epidermis of his palm was pierced by the hideous spikes on the handle of the blood-dipped knife, and as the little stinging pain spread, his blood began to flow quickly into the blood.

The pitch-black edge gradually turned bright red.

But in the next second, Gao Wuxiao's palm loosened, and he felt that cold gaze move away from him.

"Who the hell is it?"

With a mutter, Gao Wuxuan slowly retracted his gaze, the bridge of his nose was slightly wrinkled and sniffed the smell of sesame oil paper money coming with the wind, and looked forward.

And outside the bamboo forest, seeing Gao Wuxian, who had just walked into the bamboo forest and suddenly stopped his muscles tight, Gong He's eyes narrowed, and Xu Kui, who also noticed Gao Wuxian's abnormal performance beside him, couldn't help but grasp his fist.

Hao Liangjun, who was on the side, stood his hair stained with yellow mud on end, and asked softly with a blank face, "What's wrong?" ”

Hearing this, Gong He shook his head and said to Hao Liangjun, who still didn't understand the situation: "Although I don't know what he encountered, the situation must not be good......

Hearing Gong He say what he didn't say, the corners of Hao Liangjun's mouth trembled, brushed his hair, and walked straight in the direction of Gao Wuxian.

Looking at Hao Liangjun's sudden movements, Xu Kui subconsciously wanted to keep up, but found that Gong He on the side was still standing in place, and she was a little hesitant for a while.

Looking at Gao Wuxian and Hao Liangjun for a while, and looking at Gong He standing in place for a while, Xu Kui bit his lip, took a decisive step to chase Hao Liangjun, and trotted away in the direction of Gao Wuxian.

Gong He, who was left alone, watched the two young men walk into the bamboo forest, and after shaking his head and sighing, he still forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and stepped forward to follow.

Standing in the bamboo forest, they were smelling the smell of burning paper money in the air, looking at Gao Wuwu in the depths of the bamboo forest, and also heard their footsteps.

Glancing back at the three people led by Hao Liangjun, Gao Wuxian didn't say much, and walked along the path on the ground that was walked out by the villagers, towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

The further he went, the stronger the smell of burning paper money became, and the more his brows furrowed.

Now the oncoming wind is no longer cool after the rain, but a warm breath.

There is no need to smell the smell of burning paper money, and the three people who followed behind Gao Wuxuan also smelled this abnormal smell, even Gong He, who had always been calm, also had a different color on his face, not to mention Xu Kui, who was obviously a little scared, and Hao Liangjun, who was wide-eyed.

After the smell of burning paper money became stronger, Gao Wuxiao, who looked ahead, finally understood why there was such a smell in the wind.

Even though there were green bamboos in front of him to block his vision, Gao Wuxiao could easily see that outside the bamboo forest was a cemetery with many tombstones.

After seeing the cemetery, Gao Wuxian's steps couldn't help but stop, and the feeling of being watched by a cold gaze just after walking into the bamboo forest still lingered in his heart.

Recalling the terrifying ghosts encountered in the treacherous building, Gao Wuxian's palms that were still dripping with blood couldn't help but clench.

Will there be danger in this graveyard? Or is it just an ordinary human sacrifice?

Just as Gao Wuxian lowered his eyes in deep thought, the three people behind him also walked to his side, and they also saw the cemetery behind the bamboo forest.

Without waiting for Gao Wuxian to speak, Hao Liangjun's eyes lit up, and he took the lead in speaking: "Cemetery!" I also smell paper money, there should be someone there, let's get over there! ”

Hao Liangjun's surprise was not enough to dilute the dark clouds that lingered in Gao Wuxiao's heart, but it also gave him a reason to act.

No matter what was outside the bamboo forest or inside the cemetery, he couldn't just stop here and hesitate.

In his heart, Gao Wuxuan gritted his teeth lightly and raised his head, looked directly at the tombstone outside the bamboo forest with an obscure gaze, and raised the soles of his feet to stomp on the wet mud ground.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang After walking out of the bamboo forest, the four people stepped on a piece of mud under their feet.

The scattered footsteps of the four people blended together, and the viscous sound with the yellow mud merged into an unpleasant music.

"Woo woo woo~"

In addition, there is a slight, non-existent whimper accompanied by it, and Gao Wuxiao, who has a keen sense of hearing, naturally captures this whimper.

With his eyebrows raised, Gao Wuxiao followed the crying voice, and behind the newly turned grave, Yingying gathered the white smoke of paper money burning.

"Found it."

Whispering to the three people behind him, Gao Wuxian's steps suddenly accelerated, and his strong physical fitness allowed him to come to the tomb in the blink of an eye, and the three people behind him were pulled away from him.

Gao Wuxian raised his eyes and saw that there was a girl in plain clothes, crying and burning yellow paper in front of the tombstone, and there were many newly turned dirt and brand-new tombstones in the surroundings, and it seemed that someone had been buried soon.

Gao Wuxian's arrival did not alarm the plain-clothed girl, and after Gao Wuxian, who was standing behind her, looked up, he noticed the words Zhu Daowen, the writer of the family, on the tombstone in front of her.

In the rest of the years and other inscriptions, it is not very real to see that they are covered by muddy water.

It seems that the relatives and friends who erected the monument for this person are just dealing with the past.

Before Gao Wuxian could speak, he heard a loud noise in front of the cemetery, and occasionally the sound of iron colliding.

With a frown, Gao Wuxuan understood that the other party seemed to be not good, but in the current situation, he didn't seem to be able to hide.

He clearly remembered the requirements of the quest to solve the murder case in the village.

Regardless of whether the body in the tomb was murdered or not, he needed to come into contact with the villagers.

didn't wait long, and a group of prime-aged villagers appeared in the high and unharmed vision of the plain-clothed girl's whimper, led by an old man who was held by the stars.

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.

Gao Wuxiao could clearly distinguish the content of their conversation.

I want to dig Zhu Daowen's grave and pull Zhu Daowen's body out and whip it and burn it.

But what did Zhu Daowen do? How can it be reduced to the moment that it will be most valued after death, and now that the villagers threaten to dig up the grave and burn the corpse?

Faintly, Gao Wuxian grasped some answers.

And just as he was watching coldly, the girl who was whimpering and burning paper money also noticed the noisy villagers.

Her face was ugly in an instant, and her already beautiful face was even more pear blossoms and rain.

I saw that she hurriedly got up and blocked in front of the villagers, and before they could make any more movements, she fell to her knees with a pop.

"Don't! Don't dig my father's grave! ”

But apparently the villagers were not good, completely ignoring the girl's pleas, the old man in the lead lowered his eyebrows, and shouted: "Zhu Xi, get out of the way!" ”