"Were you killed by the Qian Mansion because of Mr. Suyi's affair with Mr. Qian Yu?" Mu Wanqing talked about the topic of deviation again.

The masked man was silent, and returned to normal after a while, "Don't call Mr. Xiao, just call me Sun Sufu." ”

Suddenly talking so well, Mu Bangqing is not very used to it.

Not really, after all, a few hours ago, this man had manipulated the puppets to kill them.

"Mr. Sufu, I wonder if my senior brother is okay now?"

Sun Sufu hugged his arms and recalled, "It's okay, I'm not dead anyway." ”

Mu Bangqing breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good to be alive." ”

Sun Sufu sang a puppet show, so it is very likely that the method of manipulating the dead corpses was through silk threads rather than opera, so that the fact that they were attacked by only two walking corpses on the first night and a group of walking corpses on the second night is easy to explain.

At that time, the other party didn't know the situation on his side, so he only prepared two controllable walking corpses.

It's just that Mu Wanqing understands from the series of conversations just now that Sun Sufu doesn't seem to be the kind of person who loves to kill, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much time chatting with him, and even persuaded himself not to meddle in the matter of the Qian Mansion.

But if he hadn't killed him, then why would the more than 200 people who had disappeared in the Qian Mansion appear in the form of walking corpses in the Qian Mansion over the years, and they were still controlled by him.

The strangest thing is that the Qian Mansion has never reported to the official because of this.

Things are really too complicated, and sure enough, solving the case by yourself is different from watching a criminal investigation drama from God's perspective, and the CPU of the brain is about to be burned.

"Looks like you're confused." Seeing Mu Bangqing's chick nodding frantically like pecking rice, Sun Sufu said everything he could say, "Back then, my brother asked me to leave Qingchuan with the Sun troupe, but I was worried that my brother would stay alone in Qingchuan and be afraid of accidents, so I left a note for the class owner and rushed back overnight." ”

"Later, the son of Qian Fu got married, my brother committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, Qian Yu was martyred for his brother, Mrs. Qian was extremely sad and sent someone to set fire to kill me after learning of my existence."

Sure enough, in the Sun Suyi incident, Mrs. Qian was also the perpetrator, so from the day they came to the Qian Mansion, Mrs. Qian's behavior with the housekeeper and her subordinates was much more understandable.

Mu Wanqing looked at the wooden coffin, "The person buried inside should be the real Mr. Suyi, apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who can let you run out in the scorching midday sun in broad daylight." ”

"It's uncomfortable." Mu Wanqing approached Sun Sufu, the dagger hidden in his sleeve was against his waist, and the other hand grabbed Sun Sufu's left arm, "I thought you were a powerful ghost, but I didn't expect you to be almost unable to parry just by coming out in broad daylight." ”

"Tell me honestly, who is the man who sent you to kill us? What caused the more than 200 missing people in Qian Mansion to die? Mu Bangqing didn't believe that Sun Sufu, who had really sucked the souls of more than 200 people, would not have any signs of becoming a powerful ghost until now.

If ordinary people are forced to stay in the world after death, their souls will be scattered within seven days, unless they happen to have the help of a noble person, or they will rely on killing the living to devour their souls in order to nourish their souls, of course, the latter will fall into madness because of killing and eventually turn into a powerful ghost.

And Mu Bangqing found that he had a clear mind and did not seem to be in a state of madness.

As for the nobles helping each other, Mu Bangqing has reservations about this.

"I killed it, and the next one is the old woman and everyone in the Qian Mansion, you may be able to see them one last time when you go back now."

Sun Sufu's tone didn't seem like he was joking, and Mu Wanqing couldn't care so much, so he pinched a hurry talisman and made up a few awakening pills for himself on the way.

Even so, it was still a step late, the hidden gate, and before he got close, he could smell the smell of blood, Mu Wanqing trembled and pushed open the gate, the courtyard was full of corpses, and there was a coffin in the middle, and there was Mrs. Qian and the housekeeper of the Qian Mansion kneeling motionless in front of the coffin.

Mu Bangqing's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every time she took a step forward, she felt extremely heavy, obviously it was only a few dozen steps from the door to the coffin, but she seemed to have walked for years or even centuries.

Walking to the coffin and stopped, Mu Bangqing tried to adjust her mentality, and finally made up her mind to push the coffin open.

There were two corpses lying in the coffin, gorgeously dressed and very well maintained, the man was Mu Bangqing who saw the son of the Qian family that night, and the woman had never seen it.

Mu Wanqing had a bad premonition in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to the female corpse tremblingly, and checked the female corpse's wrists, ankles, and mouth.

The stomach suddenly turned over like a river and a sea, and Mu Bangqing ran to a place where no one was there before spitting out the dirt in his mouth, which was really disgusting...... How can it be so disgusting......

After all, she thinks too highly of the humanity of the feudal era......

There were more and more people outside the Qian Mansion, and the noisy sound of twittering made Mu Bangqing's head headache, and the world he saw in his eyes gradually blurred and rotated.

"Wake up...... Shenmaru. Mu Bangqing took out the medicine bottle, couldn't pour out half a pill, and with the sound of "pop", Mu Bangqing also fell to the ground.

"You're really soft-hearted, don't you want your brother to come back to life?" Seeing Mu Bangqing leave the cemetery, the woman in green, who had been hiding in the shadows, walked towards Sun Sufu.

"The resurrection is a scam from beginning to end, you were deceived by those immortal cultivators, they are deceiving you to do things for them, when you have no value, you will be abandoned at any time, stop."

"I can't stop anymore, I'm different from yours, my little sister is completely innocent in that incident, she's only the same age as a flower, why did she have to end up like that."

The woman in green took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from her cuff and put it in Sun Sufu's hand, "The pill here can also allow you to stay in the world for a while, go to reincarnation as soon as possible, and you don't have to avenge me." ”

It wasn't until the woman in green completely disappeared in front of her that Sun Sufu was willing to leave.

Mu Wanqing opened his eyes again, and found that he had returned to the Canglan Sword Sect, and Lin Ling, who was wiping his sweat, saw that he was awake, threw down the towel in his hand and ran out of the house.

Mu Wanqing, who was just about to continue squinting for a while, was startled by Lu Junying, who suddenly appeared on the side of the bed, "You ......" scared people to death.

Lu Junying leaned on Mu Bangqing, who was startled by herself, and hugged her tightly, and was silent for a long time before saying: "You scared me to death, I almost thought you were going to see King Yama, do you know how long you have been asleep?" More than a month, a whole month or more. ”

"Don't you want to die? Is that thing candy? You've finished the whole bottle, and if I go back one step too late, you'll have to die on the spot. ”

Lu Junying is a little out of tune on weekdays, but at this moment, Mu Wanqing felt that he was really worried about himself.

"Sorry for worrying you." She didn't want to, but at that time, she didn't have time to think of other ways, but if she delayed for a second longer, Lu Junying's life would be more dangerous.

Even including using the butterfly guide to dig people's graves, she was gambling with her life, she was not sure if the enemy she had attracted would give her time to speak, and she was not sure if she could be sure that she would rescue Lu Junying from the enemy in front of her who did not know the strength, or whether she would be able to protect herself from retreating.

Luckily, she didn't lose the bet.