The sound of struggle and collision in the wooden house also stopped abruptly at this time.

"He's dead." The girl in green clothes pulled Jiang Chen out a few steps, looked at the room that had regained its lifeless appearance, and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, "Now it's your turn to appear." Go ask the monster, where did it hide Madame Jia? ”

Jiang Chen glanced at the hand she put on his shoulder: "Okay, you let go of me, I'll ask about it." ”

The eyes of the girl in green clothes narrowed slightly: "How can I rest assured that you go alone, I'll go with you." ”

Jiang Chen said: "Your murderous aura is too strong, it will scare it." Or is it more convenient for me to go alone. ”

He patted the hand on the shoulder, his eyes were extremely sincere, "Don't worry, I vouch for my personality that I will never run away." ”

The girl in green clothes retracted her hand like an electric shock, glared at him with murderous aura, and said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will also vouch for the personality of the Peach Blossom Assassin to make your death ugly!" ”

Jiang Chen tugged at the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to tidy up her crumpled clothes, and strode forward with his head held high.

When passing by Chiyang's side, Chiyang said in a low voice, "Be careful. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to joke with my life!"

Jiang Chen laughed a few times, climbed up the low slope, walked outside the fence, and said loudly towards the dead wooden house: "Your guest is visiting, Mrs. Jia, don't go out to greet you soon!" ”

There was no movement in the cabin.

Jiang Chen waited for a while, and clearly felt a pair of gloomy eyes in the room looking at him through the crack in the door, but he didn't respond to his greeting.

He also began to feel apprehensive in his heart, thinking that he had guessed wrong?

If this is the case, his actions are really a sheep's mouth......

However, the big words have already been spoken, and the arrow is ready to be sent.

Feeling the gaze of Chiyang and the Peach Blossom Assassin behind him, Jiang Chen stiffened, climbed over the fence, came to the front of the house and stood still, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Mrs. Jia, can I come in?" ”

He bit down on the words "Mrs. Jia" to test the monster's reaction.

But the room was quiet, and he didn't know where the monster was hiding, even his breath was hidden, only a pair of cold eyes in the dark, which made Jiang Chen's scalp tingle instinctively.

Jiang Chen quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly pushed the door open a crack, and said, "I'm in, Mrs. Jia forgive me—"

The words stopped abruptly.

The scene seen through the crack in the door made Jiang Chen's heart skip a beat in an instant, and the second half of the words were stuck in his throat-

The tiger-headed monster sat at a table with two steaming bowls of soup on the table, and across from him sat the man it had taken captive—

The man leaned back in the chair, with multiple wounds on his body, his neck and face blurred with blood, and his face was full of horror.

His eyes were still wide, and he was looking straight at Jiang Chen, as if he had endless grievances and fears to tell.

The scarlet vertical pupils of the tiger-headed monster, the resentful eyes of the dead man, the worried gaze of Chiyang, and the cold gaze of the peach blossom assassin, accompanied by their respective emotions, if there is substance, all converge on Jiang Chen alone at this moment.

A layer of fine sweat broke out on Jiang Chen's forehead in an instant, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

"Boom." Jiang Chen's throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly opened the door with his right hand.

A fresh and thick smell of blood rushed to the face.

Jiang Chen's thoughts flashed through his heart, and he walked slowly under his feet, walking towards the monster at the table with a cautious and non-hostile attitude.

The tiger-headed monster stared at him coldly, a threatening moot coming out of its throat.

"Relax, relax...... I don't ......have malicious intentions," Jiang Chen soothed softly, "Mrs. Jia, I was entrusted by Fourth Master Jia to take you home." ”

The tiger head monster's hideous face could not distinguish the slightest human expression, the pupils of his eyes were still shrunk to a point, and his posture remained unchanged, but Jiang Chen could feel that its hostility had weakened a little.

You guessed it!

This tiger-headed monster is really Mrs. Jia!

The guidance of the "Traces of the Void" is indeed not wrong!

Jiang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the bigger puzzle is yet to come!

——Why did Mrs. Jia, who is delicate and noble and powerless, become such a hideous and terrifying tiger-headed monster?

- Why did she take a human man and set him on the table to kill?

- Are the corpses in the pit outside the house all the same as this man, captured and killed by her?

Guessing Madame Jia's identity is only the first step in unraveling the mystery. Jiang Chen had no clue about the many remaining questions.

Jiang Chen's gaze inadvertently swept over the hands of the tiger-headed monster.

The hands, or rather the claws, were as slender as ghosts, as the girl in green clothes said. As Jia Siye said, he was wearing a sparkling ruby ring.

At this moment, the right paw is holding a pair of chopsticks.

According to what Jiang Chen saw all the way, chopsticks are both tableware and weapons for monsters. Maybe it was this pair of chopsticks that poked into the body of the man opposite just now and gave him the final blow.

But right now, Jiang Chen intuitively thought that the monster was holding chopsticks, and it should simply want to eat.

Why eat at a corpse?

And deliberately put a bowl of soup for the corpse?

"Mrs. Jia, are you ......" Jiang Chen said slowly, "Is it some kind of ceremony?" ”

The scarlet color in the monster's eyes became more and more intense, its fierce face was violently distorted, and a mournful and mournful whisper came out of its throat, as if it was saddened by Jiang Chen's words.

Jiang Chen was quite uncomfortable stared at by its inhuman eyes, and secretly said that the ceremony it was going to hold was "eating at the same table with a hundred corpses", then his own little life would be regarded as a sheep in the mouth of a tiger and a sacrifice of his life.

Judging by the mangled corpses in the cave, such an evil ritual is not out of the question.

"Mrs. Jia, you have become like this, have you fallen into some kind of witchcraft?" Jiang Chen said tentatively, "Do you know how to unravel this witchcraft?" ”

The monster staggered to its feet.

Once its tall body stood up, it suddenly revealed an extremely strong sense of oppression, which also immediately aroused Jiang Chen's alarm, and he took three steps back in a row.

If it weren't for the fact that reason overrode fear and reminded Jiang Chen that there was a peach blossom assassin waiting outside, he would definitely rush out of the door and leave this ghost place as fast as possible, never to come back.

The monster lifted the male corpse on the opposite chair and threw it into the corner like a ragdoll, then turned around, pointed to the empty chair, and made an inviting gesture to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked at the blood stains remaining on the chair and swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently.

Does it mean that I will be the new guest in the place of the male corpse? ’

The monster beckoned at Jiang Chen, an impatient whirring sound coming out of his mouth.

Jiang Chen's feet were as heavy as lead, his eyes rolled sharply a few times, and he said, "Can I ask one last question?" ”