The incense on the windowsill flickered, and green smoke curled.

I rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the window, stood behind the incense, and looked at Peng Lianchao across the window.

There was no noisy crowd in the small courtyard, it was quiet and silent, but the big locust tree was gone.

Faint flames danced beneath the distorted shadow.

The evil cult that Peng Lian overraised is this locust tree spirit.

This is the sacrificial ground of the spirit of Peng Lianchao's blood shrine.

That's why he brought me here, wanting to use the evil energy accumulated from the long-term killing here to suppress me.

Normal Mr. Yin Vein can't kill people, the most taboo is this kind of evil spirit, without any defense, it is powerful to be able to have two or three achievements left in ten things.

It's a pity that I'm not normal, and the suppression of evil qi is useless to me.

This secret cannot be passed on.

Even if Peng Lianchao didn't commit suicide at that time, he would definitely commit suicide later.

He killed himself so happily that he saved me a lot of trouble.

From that point of view, I have to say thank you to him.

I opened my mouth and said "thank you" to him.

Peng Lianchao was furious and slapped heavily on the window pane.

The black shadow behind him also desperately slammed into the window.

With a loud bang, the glass cracked, and the whole house shook.

I took two steps back, looked left and right, and then took two more steps back.

Seeing my action, Peng Lianchao became excited, and slapped with the black shadow harder and harder.

There was a loud bang, and the glass couldn't withstand the continuous heavy blows and fell apart.

The distorted black shadow jumped past Peng Lianchao and climbed onto the windowsill and jumped into the house.

The gray mist flutters and winds.

Its movements became sluggish and difficult, as if it had fallen into a swamp, unable to take even a single step forward.

Peng Lianchao, who had already climbed onto the windowsill, immediately stopped, looked at this scene in disbelief, and cautiously reached out to touch the incense.

The light of the incense head suddenly rose.

Peng Lianchao hurriedly withdrew his hand, and a terrifying look appeared on his distorted face.

The Black Shadow's entire body was constantly twisting and changing, struggling with all its might, but it was meaningless.

I walked over, raised my hand to hold down the black shadow, looked at Peng Lianchao, and smiled at him.

The vague flames beneath the shadow became clear, and quickly rolled upward, engulfing the shadow completely.

The dark shadow twisted violently, and faces with staring eyes and mouths full of pain emerged from it, and then disappeared.

Even if the body of this evil cultivated by the blood shrine is gone, it still has the ability to harm people, and it must not be left.

Peng Lianchao jumped off the windowsill in horror, turned and fled.

But before he could run two steps, one disembowelment figure after another appeared on the ground.

The faster the faces in the shadows appear and disappear here, the faster the figures on the ground over there will emerge.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Peng Lianchao.

Then, pounced.

In the silent fighting, Peng Lianchao was torn to pieces and stuffed into his mouth.

In the end, all the figures lay on the ground.

The scalp-tingling chewing sound sounded.

The dark shadows in the room were burned to the ground.

It was all quiet very quickly.

When the disemboweled figure stood up again, Peng Lianchao had disappeared without a trace.

They gathered on the windowsill and looked at me in silence, their eyes madly blood-red.

I walked over and broke off the incense on the windowsill.

The gray fog in the room disappeared immediately.

The figures slowly retreated, sinking back to the ground.

It's quiet again.

I was about to turn around and go back to bed, only to find something flickering on the ground where Peng Lianchao had been swallowed.

It was the imprint of a large coin, like ice crystals, shining in the light, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

There are four words in Big Money.

Victory and blessing!

That's where it gets interesting.

It turned out that Peng Lianchao did not want to become an immortal, but bought a reincarnation path, and prepared a retreat and a place to go after his death.

This road is nearby.

I went back to bed, lay down, closed my eyes, and opened them again.

The sky was already bright.

The yard was still noisy.

I glanced at the three-pillar incense on the windowsill.

The fire was extinguished.

When I opened the door, I saw that the yard was full of police, and there were many more than last night.

However, all those one-yuan Dao beings were gone.

A large pit was dug in the place where the old locust tree was located.

There was a corpse covered with a white cloth on the edge of the pit, and there were more than a dozen of them.

All the policemen present did not look very good.

There were people squatting on the edge of the yard vomiting.

The air was filled with the stench of choking corpses.

Knowing that I was getting up, Director Pan immediately came over, his face full of tiredness, and whispered: "Twenty-seven corpses have been dug up from last night to now, and there are still below, and only bones remain. Among the exhumed bodies, four were young children. The county has already reported to the authorities, and criminal investigation experts will definitely be sent over. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "Lao Du was under control last night. Mr. Zhou, I have already reported the matter to County Magistrate Li, and he asked me to convey my gratitude, it is inconvenient to see you this time, and I will definitely entertain you when I come back next. ”

I said simply: "Director Pan, you are polite, the matter will be resolved, and it will be convenient for me to report to Director Zhao when I go back." I'm going to see the excavation site, is that okay? ”

"Yes, yes, of course, here, please."

Director Pan personally led me to the edge of the pit.

There are still a number of people digging at the bottom of the pit.

However, there are no bodies to be seen.

Someone came over to report the situation to Director Pan.

Since the discovery of the last skeleton, it has been dug down nearly a meter to the present, and no new discoveries have been made.

Director Pan said: "There should be no more, stop ......"

I interjected, "Director Pan, can you dig a little deeper?" It's right in the center, just dig down a meter or so, and there should be something underneath. ”

Director Pan immediately followed my request and ordered to continue digging.

This digging, sure enough, dug out something.

It was a small tripod with a lid.

The size of a watermelon, rusty, with two ears and three legs, and more than a dozen paper charms on the lid.

Everyone cautiously lifted Xiao Ding and found that there was a palm-sized wooden box underneath.

Xiao Ding and the wooden box were sent to the pit together.

Director Pan looked serious, looked at Xiao Ding with his back hand for a while, and then asked, "Mr. Zhou, how do you know that there is something down here?" ”

I said, "It's just speculation based on Peng Lianchao's performance before he committed suicide." ”

"Do you know what's in there?"

"Just open it and see. However, I recommend that before opening it, find someone to record the scene first, so that you can make a proof later. ”

In fact, someone was already recording the video at the scene.

But the main thing is to record the big pit and the corpses on the side of the pit.

When Director Pan heard me say this, he beckoned the person who recorded the video and called the forensic doctor to come over, and then arranged for someone to remove the paper symbols one by one and open the lid of the tripod.

As soon as the lid was opened, a strange aroma wafted out.

Everyone present was in an uproar.

The ding was filled with a dark green liquid.

The liquid soaked in a fetus curled up in a ball.

As if alive.