The man's death was so tragic that it made people shudder.

Soon, the investigation and evidence collection by the inspectors were completed, and the body was taken away.

Last night, everyone had an alibi, so there was no in-depth investigation.

When I returned to the tin room, my heart was extremely heavy.

I originally thought that there was only one danger of gold and silver nematodes, but I never thought that someone would die inexplicably.

In the tin room, Murphy frowned slightly and asked, "Is it possible that Zhao Mengfu is a ghost?"

"Impossible."

I analyzed, "Zhao Mengfu and I have a rivalry, but it is not an indiscriminate murderer."

"Besides, if she really wants to kill, her body will be moth-eaten and porous."

Wu Xin's face was pale, and his hand holding the teacup was trembling with fright.

"Mr. Zhuge , we won't be killed too!?"

The two dozen or so people outside the door also looked at me worriedly.

I sighed, "In the future, you can follow me as much as you can, and you will be safe."

Outside the door, someone nervously asked, "Mr. Zhuge , who killed Lao Zhang?"

"I don't know. But...... When the next o'clock arrives today, everything will be understood."

A group of people asked nonsense.

"Mr. Zhuge , why do you have to wait until one o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Will the murderer come back after one o'clock?"

In the face of the group's inquiries, I said in a quiet voice, "If you succeed in secret, if you leak in failure, don't even ask."

At noon, a group of people huddled in the shed, eating a large pot of dishes made by the site cook.

Cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli, and two white steamed buns.

Wu Xin was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Zhuge , there are big pots of rice on the construction site, so I'll let the kitchen open a small stove for you."

"No, that's fine."

I glanced up at the sky and hurried up to eat.

Just after one o'clock, a strange wind suddenly blew outside, and a dark cloud drifted out of nowhere, making the sky overcast like the bottom of a pot.

After the thunder and lightning, the torrential rain poured down.

For convenience, I didn't hold an umbrella, but took off my clothes and went out shirtless.

Murphy hesitated, then put on the waterproof plastic sheeting to help.

"Not you this time."

I waved my hand at him, then walked over to the spot where the body was found, pinched the mantra with two fingers, and began to chant the mantra.

When the thunder and lightning were shining, when the Heavenly Dao was chaotic, I reversed the Five Elements Yuan Force here and forcibly reversed the energy between heaven and earth.

The rain began to flow backwards towards the sky, and the blood that spilled out on the ground condensed towards the center.

In the space we are in, night is rapidly alternating with day, and time quickly rewinds to the night of last night's crime.

That night, the moonlight was as clear as water, sprinkled in the swamp, reflecting the white of the heavens and the earth.

The people in the tin house looked at the front with dumbfounded eyes, and someone muttered, "It's beautiful."

It's a pretty night, I hope ...... They'll think so later.

In the moonlight, a bodyguard wearing a hard hat and uniform is patrolling, that is, yesterday's deceased.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water sounded beside Mizusawa.

A fair woman in a white palace dress with her hair disheveled, sitting by the water, holding a baby in her arms, humming a sleep song vaguely.

This peaceful and tranquil scene is like a landscape painting, which makes people feel peaceful and stable.

The patrolling security guard picks up a flashlight and shines forward.

"Hey, construction heavyland, don't linger here!"

The woman turned around violently, her blue eyes were red, and she stared at the security guard!

In an instant, I seemed to see the raging river from the beautiful pupils of a woman.

The security guard's pupils then turned blue, and the whole person looked dull and numb, walking forward step by step, until the woman was prostrate in front of her

On the ground, hands facing the sky.

This posture...... It's a sacrifice!

I have read in some ancient rubbings about tomb robbing, that ancient burial captives, or slaves, would make this pose before being buried.

The baby in the woman's arms stopped crying, and suddenly a huge fish head emerged from the swaddling clothes!

The head of the fish had a human-like head, and the scales were flesh-red and shimmered in the moonlight.

The big fish, like a baby, broke free from the woman's arms, bounced off the ground, exaggeratedly ripped open its mouth, and bit the security guard's head in one bite.

Click-

The corpses separated, the big fish jumped into the water, and the woman disappeared in the moonlight, as if melting......

The illusion ended, the rain fell again, and nothing seemed to have happened.

At this time, the workers in the tin house couldn't help but run out and vomit.

Murphy, who was a little more tolerant, also turned pale, and gently grabbed my arm.

"Hidden Dragon, count me begging you, next time there is such a disgusting thing, can you watch it alone?"

I was helpless, "You want to see it yourself, and I didn't force it."

After vomiting for a while, the grizzled crowd was once again crowded into the tin house.

I took off my drenched pants and crouched down next to the brazier, drying my pants a little bit.

Murphy crouched beside the fire, nervously holding the Zhenyin Sword in his hand, "Hidden Dragon, what was that just now?"

"I don't know, but we'll know soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sudden sound of motorcycles sounded outside.

Sun Mingjin, dressed in labor protection clothes and wearing knee pads, entered the door and bowed to me and Murphy.

"Hello big brother and big sister!"

Since the last time we cooperated to deal with the Night Wanderer, Sun Mingjin and I have not seen each other for more than a month.

He was still the same black and thin look, always with a sincere smile on his face.

Eighteen-year-old Sun Mingjin is loyal and kind, much simpler than me and Murphy.

"Don't be so polite."

I smiled and patted Sun Mingjin on the shoulder, "How's it going?"

"It's okay."

Sun Mingjin scratched his head and said with a shy smile, "After my father died, I handled the family business almost well, and I also completed the last batch of orders for the guests."

"No, I heard that you were in some trouble, so I rushed over to help."

As he spoke, Sun Mingjin took out a thick parchment book from his yellowed canvas bag.

On the top of the parchment, there is a line of words - Bao'an Regional Divine Book.

"Good brother."

I took the booklet and immediately began to flip through it in a hurry.

Murphy leaned forward curiously, "What is this?"

Sun Ming Jinle explained: "The place of the magic capital used to be called Bao'an, and this booklet is all the registered shrines in the Bao'an area."

"For example, the god of the land, the god of the mountain, the god of the river, and so on."

I turned to page seven and pointed to a statue of a woman in ink.

"Found it, it's her!"