In the entire inner room, the blood on the bed is the most, and it is also the most tragic place in the room.

I saw a big and a small lying on the back on the bed, a mother and son. Before dying, the mother still protected the child, holding her back against it, so there were large and small messy wounds on her chest.

It's a pity that the child has already lost his breath, although there is only one wound on his body, but it is a fatal wound in the heart.

Swallowing the discomfort in her heart, Sang Ling carefully examined the clues on the two corpses-

The mother had the most wounds on her body and was the source of so much bleeding on the bed. Wounds are usually located near the neck and heart, and the child's wound is also in the heart.

Sang Ling tried to demonstrate it, first standing, hands from top to bottom, and found that it was easy to fall on the belly. Then I tried to sit on the edge of the bed, but I found that it didn't work.

There was no solution for a while.

Turning his head to look at the little black cat, the other party also shook his head.

The clue was temporarily interrupted, and Sang Ling was not disappointed.

"Let's go out and have a look, and by the way, ask the villagers if they have seen or heard anything."

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the little black cat still standing in a corner, surrounded by a pool of blood that had just flowed over, just covering the way in. He stood in the middle, a little at a loss for what to do.

Sang Ling took a few steps over and carried the cat on her shoulder.

"It's really getting bigger and more exquisite, and when I used to roll in the mud, I didn't see you being dirty."

It took a long time for the little black cat to meow twice, and its voice was soft and a little free.

"Meow....... Meow. ”

After going out, Sang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and met the eyes of everyone outside the hospital.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at her instantly, her scalp was a little numb, and she hurriedly called the farmer who had some dealings.

The other party hurriedly came over and asked nervously:

"Does the immortal master have any clues, is he going to catch the demon right away!"

Sang Ling waved her hand, not in a hurry:

"I'm going to keep looking, no hurry. Let me ask you, did the big guy hear any movement or see any strange people last night? ”

The farmer was a little frustrated when he heard that the immortal master didn't catch the demon right away, and when he saw her asking this question, it was a little strange:

"Movement? No, I slept soundly last night, and I didn't hear anything. When I got up in the morning, I heard Uncle Guan crying, and the big guy found out about it. ”

Sang Ling frowned, looked at the other villagers in the courtyard who were probing their brains to ask about things, and assigned this task to the farmer:

"Then you can help me ask the big guy if he has any discoveries, not only last night, but also the recent period. By the way, I haven't asked you what to call it? ”

The cropper man scratched his head embarrassedly:

"Just call me vigorous, that's what everyone in the village calls me."

Sang Ling looked at his bulging tendon meat, thought that this name was really appropriate, and continued to advise:

"Go ask for me, fast. I'll go around the back of the yard and don't disturb me, and the corpses in the house won't be touched for the time being. ”

vigorously drilled back into the crowd and immediately conveyed the words of the immortal master.

Sang Ling looked at the place in front of her that was basically trampled to the bottom of the house, thought about it, and turned to the back of the house.

As soon as I turned the corner, I smelled a smell of.

A chicken coop was built here, next to the house, but there was only one chicken in the big chicken coop, and it was lying on the ground in a languid manner, and he didn't react when he saw Sang Ling coming.

Sang Ling glanced around and found that there was a lot of chicken manure, and it was still very fresh, not like there was only one chicken.

The little black cat looked around condescendingly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Sang Ling was pulled by his paw a few times and led to a place.

Sang Ling looked at the different color of the mud under her feet, and quickly picked up the branches and pulled them a few times, and soon she saw yellow chicken feathers, piled up under the mud layer by layer, obviously buried in them.

"The new soil, the top is still very wet, it seems that it should be within three or two days. It's strange that so many chickens died at once. ”

The little black cat pulled Sang Ling's clothes again and urged:

"Meow!"

Keep digging!

Sang Ling did so, and soon a whole chicken was dug up.

"Do you want to keep digging?"

The little black cat shook its head, stretched out its paws and pointed at the chicken, then tilted its head and stuck out its tongue, making a gaggling appearance.

is so cute, Sang Ling resisted the urge to laugh, but the laughter still leaked out from the corners of her tight mouth:

"Haha, no, you mean the chicken is dead?"

Little Black Cat: "Meow! ”

Be serious!

He tried to hold the expression on his face, acting serious, pointing hard at his stomach, and then repeating the expression of tilting his head and sticking out his tongue.

Sang Ling was amused by this contrast, and her smile was even more exaggerated:

"Hahaha! Okay, I won't laugh anymore, cough cough cough, do you mean this chicken died of eating a bad stomach? ”

Little Black Cat: ......

Hum.

Sang Ling saw that he had retracted his movements and looked motionless, knowing that this tsundere guy was not teasing. Stuffed the laughter into his stomach, collected his expression, thought about it and said seriously:

"You mean, the chicken was poisoned?"

"Meow!"

That's right!

The little black cat nodded.

This time it was Sang Ling's turn to be confused:

"If it's a demon clan, why use poison. Moreover, the chickens of this family were all poisoned and died, didn't they find out? ”

Sang Ling went to the kitchen again, and found no poison in the other party's food, and when she was about to open the water tank, she vigorously entered the door and conveyed the villagers' answers:

"The big guy said that he hadn't seen anything strange in the village, he hadn't even lost anything, and he didn't hear any movement last night."

That's the lack of clues again.

Sang Ling frowned and asked again:

"Their chickens are dead, you know?"

"Dead chickens?"

Dali was confused: "I haven't heard of it." My sister-in-law is normal every day, they don't quarrel with my eldest brother, and they live a peaceful and beautiful life, not to mention how envious the people in the village are. The death of the chicken is a big deal, and if it happens, there will definitely be movement. ”

"Then do they have any grudges, or have they made any troubles?"

Shake your head vigorously and fly:

"No, their family is very angry, and they have never quarreled with others."

It's good, another clue break.

Sang Ling didn't expect it to be a simple matter of catching demons, there was no demonic spirit at the scene, and it became more and more complicated, as if she had walked into a fog. Everything seems to be shrouded in a fog, faintly, as if only a blind man can touch an elephant.

But the roughly guessed direction in her mind became clearer and clearer at this moment.

She continued to re-inspect the entire kitchen, and found that there was nothing unusual, and went to look at the door frame and door locks, and even the fence wall was carefully checked, and there was no trace of violent damage.

"It seems that the murderer entered the courtyard peacefully."

The little black cat was a little puzzled, and tilted its head and meowed.

Sang Ling patted him on the head and explained:

"It means that this murderer is someone who is known to this family, and he did not use brute force to enter the house."

The little black cat was slightly startled:

"Meow?"

Sang Ling understood what he meant, nodded lightly, and looked at the villagers in the courtyard who were surrounding Uncle Guan to persuade him, and he showed a little sneer.

"What kind of demon clan harms people, it's just a drama of putting on a crown and Li Dai and planting blame."

Sang Ling checked the situation in the inner room again, and confirmed the guess in her heart even more. Originally, she thought that the mess in the inner room was due to the fight between the male owner and the other party, but now that she looks at it, it is the result of the other party turning over her belongings.

However, it is not a simple matter to determine who the murderer is.

Looking at the sky, it was gloomy and seemed to be about to change the sky, and Sang Ling proposed to everyone to leave.

Uncle Guan was persuaded by everyone, and at this time his mind had returned a lot, and he thanked him for his kindness in sending the immortal master back to the city, and he came over to send Sang Ling with trembling steps.

When he arrived outside the village, he lost the eyes of the villagers behind him. Old Uncle Guan immediately stopped and couldn't wait to open his mouth:

"The immortal master asked me to see you alone, what guidance do you have? The real murderer who killed my child's family, are you going to arrest it now? ”

Just now, Sang Ling gave the other party a look, and Uncle Guan immediately understood, so he insisted on coming over to see him off. endured all the way, but according to the immortal master's instructions in advance, a heart is fried, where can I wait.

Sang Ling looked at the eyes in front of her that had shed too many tears, and suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Old Uncle Guan increased his strength with his crutches, stabilized his body, and said in a deep voice:

"The immortal master just said, the old man can still hold on."

The little black cat patted Sang Ling's neck and motioned for her to tell the truth directly.

Sang Ling sighed:

"It's not the demon clan that does this, it's the people. He is seeking money, so please take care of your family's finances and wait for the other party to show his feet. If the other party dares to come hard, or you have not found out who the murderer is, you can come to me for help. ”

The words exploded violently, Uncle Guan didn't expect a catastrophe to be such a truth, his face was red and white, his body trembled, and finally he closed his eyes, and it took a long time to open slowly, and his face was several years old in a few breaths.

"I see?" He smiled bitterly: "This morning, I went up the mountain to pick fruits for my grandson to eat, because there are many children in the village, I promised this child last night that he would pick it for him today, so I went to the mountain early, but I didn't expect to avoid this man-made disaster." If I die, then this person will not get away with it. Everything is really providential, providential. ”

Sang Ling took the opportunity to persuade:

"yes, so you have to hold your body until the other party shows the fox's tail. This time, the other party was scheming and deliberately pulled out the demon clan to cover up the truth, he is definitely a scheming person, and he needs to be careful. ”

Old Uncle Guan is old and refined, and the dullness when he first saw him has long been gone, and now a pair of eyes have re-emitted light because of hatred, and they are amazingly bright:

"The kindness of the immortal master, the old man understands it, I will live well and catch the murderer with my own hands."

Sang Ling saw that the will to die in his eyes was fading, and he understood that the other party had really turned around, and his heart was relieved:

"The corpse can be retracted, and if you need the rest, you can come to the tea shop in the city to find me, the old man who opened the shop met me, and you said to find an immortal master who specializes in catching demons, and he will understand."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Old Uncle Guan trembled and wanted to kneel down to thank him, but Sang Ling hurriedly avoided it, and at the same time his subordinates patted the other party's shoulder and inadvertently stuffed the silver money into his arms.

"It's time to go, and if you need it, come back to me."

She waved her hand backwards and said goodbye, reflected in a mountain landscape, like an immortal.

Uncle Guan slowly watched the immortal master leave, stabilized his mind, and slowly moved back to his home.

The villagers had almost dispersed, leaving only a few sturdy men waiting at the door with Dali.

Dali hurriedly greeted him:

"Old Uncle Guan, what did the immortal master say? Can we restrain our mourning? ”

Uncle Guan looked at the crowd around, the expressions on everyone's faces were almost the same, he couldn't see anything for the time being, so he could only slowly turn his head to look at the house, pause for a moment, and then slowly nodded.

A little mockery appeared on the corner of the mouth of a person in the crowd, and it was fleeting, and immediately turned into a sad expression like the people around him.