"Ghost-faced puppets?" Shen Kongming took a step forward, "Is that the Corpse Refining Sect you mentioned?"

"That's right, it's on Lingyun Peak, in the room of the fancy maid, but she's dead, it's a suicide, I'll come and take you to see it. Ning Hong looked at the four of them with tears in her eyes, "You received the news so quickly?"

"No, we want to tell you something. Shen Kongming shook his head and repeated Mo Ghost's guess.

"As far as I know, they have tried the monsters on the Yunni Continent, but they have not directly tried to use the demonic qi, I will send a message to the sect," Ning Hong nodded with tears, "I'll take you to Lingyun Peak first." ”

"Yes. The four of them saluted and followed her.

When Xiaoyao and his party arrived at Lingyun Peak, there were already many monks waiting here, standing outside the house in a regular manner, the four of them glanced at each other, lined up behind, and Ning Hongxian came to the house alone.

"You are all the juniors of the major sects, since you are destined to be here, let Feng Zhenjun teach you a lesson," Han Yishui stood in the room, his voice penetrating the entire mountain, attracting everyone's attention to gather here.

Mo Ghost's divine sense swept across the room, and on the bed lay a female cultivator, holding a dagger in both hands, stuck in her heart, and there were no other traces around.

After discovering her body, the monks of the Law Enforcement Hall of Changchun Valley went over to investigate, and found a ghost-faced puppet in her storage bag, and immediately reported it to Han Yishui.

When a snow-white monk in a white robe heard Han Yishui's words, he walked to the middle of the room and used his spiritual power to lift the puppet into the air, so that everyone could see it more clearly.

This puppet is called a ghost-faced puppet, but it actually has no face, but it is made of cloth in the shape of a puppet, and there is a birthday on the body.

"The ghost-faced puppet of the Corpse Refining Sect is made of cotton, soaked in a special juice, and the core of it is a piece of soul wood, which can parasitize the soul, and many ghost cultivators have settled down in this way, which is not uncommon, of course, the most important thing is to write the eight characters of the birthday with heart and blood, store the soul on the puppet, establish contact with the corpse, and then achieve the purpose of manipulation. ”

"As you can see, this puppet has already been used, and the eight characters of birth on it have been identified by the monks of Changchun Valley, and it is Chen Xihe's, so the abnormality in the closing ceremony can be explained. The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect have a special method of collecting souls, attaching the soul to the puppet, and by controlling the puppet, they can control the corpse to walk freely. ”

"When you encounter demon cultivators in the future, you must pay attention to the special magic weapons in their hands, and if necessary, you must have a magic weapon or magic weapon to protect the soul. In addition, the Corpse Refining Sect usually does not confront monks head-on, their favorite thing is to clean the battlefield, especially the monks who have just died, there are special methods to collect souls and then manipulate corpses. ”

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"What do you think?" The four of Mo Ghost Ghost walked on the way back, thinking about Han Yishui Zhenjun's words just now, the murderer has been found, and the disciples of the major sects can go down the mountain.

"I can't figure it out, there is still a problem, the cultivation of the caster, with the cultivation of this maid, it is impossible to do it without alarming everyone. Obviously, she is just a scapegoat, and Changchun Valley's failure to pursue it may also be the result of several discussions. Shen Kongming shook his head.

"There is always a feeling of picking it up high and putting it down gently, is this the end of this matter?" the little monk passed over with his hands behind his back, still holding the Buddha beads.

"It should be said that the external statement has ended, but how to investigate in the future should be decided by the elders through joint consultation. From what we know, each family should be stepping up their self-examination in secret, trying not to let the demon cultivators get involved. Shen Kongming replied to him.

"The black man behind this scene put so much thought into it, but in the end, he threw out a maid lightly, which always felt like it was deliberate. "The little monk's intuition is not simple.

"But we can only follow this direction, if we even deny this, then there is really no way to start the investigation, until then, it is only speculation. Shen Kongming's fan was in his hand, and he fanned it for a while.

Mo Ghost didn't participate, thinking back to the explanation just now, he always felt that it was too deliberate, and it was too coincidental that this maid also appeared.

She even wondered if she had deliberately released false news in order to muddy the waters and bring out the black hands behind the scenes. After all, Feng Zhenjun was targeting the Corpse Refining Sect just now, and he only mentioned Chen Xihe's matter.

Moreover, is it really the Corpse Refining Sect?

But why did she feel it at that time, it was very real that she felt abnormalities in Chen Xihe's body.

"What are you thinking?" the little monk stood next to her, his arm slamming into her, "Are you thinking about your prohibition? wouldn't it be too presumptuous to do it at this time, and they shouldn't be out of Changchun Valley, right?"

"That's right, it's better to make plans after this while. Shen Kongming also didn't agree with doing it now, Fancy and Chen Haoran were on the cusp.

"What kind of prohibition, do you need my help?" Zhen Hao interjected, looking at a few people puzzled, "My master said to let me come out for a tour, I can follow you to act, if you need it, just give orders." ”

"It's a ghost thing. When a few people arrived at the courtyard, the little monk pushed open the door, added an enchantment, and told Zhen Hao in his divine sense.

"Looking at your appearance, there should be a plan, right?" Shen Kongming sat down, stretched out his legs, and leaned comfortably on the chair, "Say it and we can also help you, those two should have soul lamps if nothing else, you should pay attention to it." ”

Don't think about Chen Xihe's question for the time being, Mo Ghost Ghost knocked his fingers on the table, "There is an idea, let's go down the mountain tomorrow, we live in Tianxiangju." ”

The remaining three looked at each other, didn't say much, and went back to the room to practice.

Mo Ghost did not meditate after going back, recalling the scene in Tianxiangju when she entered the city, she sensed it at the corner of the stairs that day, only for a moment, assuming that these two senses were due to the same person, then it must be a monk who came to participate in the closing ceremony, and at the same time lived in Tianxiangju.

When Han Shenyin and Chen Xihe quarreled, it was noon, and most people went to the first floor to eat or chat, but few stayed upstairs.

She took out a blank piece of paper, drew the layout with a quill, and reminisced about the monks present, sketching out the portraits without any trouble. There should be a list of monks present in Tianxiangju's notebook, I don't know if I can take a look.

I don't know how long it took, but when the last stroke was completed, Mo Ghost put it away, looked at the moonlight outside, and sighed.

Doing so is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

I don't know why, today's events are always very boring in her heart, and she always feels that there are still many things she doesn't know behind this matter, but there is no way to find out.

Whether it was the previous seed or the killing of Chen Xihe today, in the end, they were faintly pointing to what the demon cultivator did, but is it really that simple? After 10,000 years, if the demon cultivator made another move, would he do it so hastily?

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Yunni Continent, Puppet Sect.

Today is the day when the eldest son of the sect master takes a concubine, and the lights are everywhere, and a banquet is set up in the square in the sect, and the monks who have made good friends are invited to come and get together. Everyone present is no stranger, and it is the eighth time that they have come.

"Yo, little master, why are you drinking here alone?" A monk wandered around, and when he walked to the corner, he saw the sect master's youngest son sitting here.

"How can it be called drunk?" Hearing his words, the monk sitting there raised his head, the corners of his mouth hooked, with a hint of evil spirit, and took the flask in his hand to fill a glass for the monk who came, "Come, taste my new one." ”

"Good wine!" The person who came took a sip of it, his face immediately flushed, and his speech was much more relaxed, "Little young master, the son of the same sect master, the eldest young master has already seven beautiful concubines, why are you still alone? Do you want to, I'll introduce you to you, Huan Fei Yan Thin, to ensure your satisfaction!"

Although this puppet sect has no real power and no learning skills, he is also the illegitimate son of the sect master, and he still has a bit of magic stones in his hands, and there are also a lot of female cultivators who pounce on him.

"What's so good about women, it's better to ponder and ponder if you have this time, where the demon beasts are more delicious, not to mention that I have a sword in sight, and I haven't bought a magic stone yet, if you introduce the person, I don't want a magic stone, I can still consider it." The little master poured another glass and drank it to himself.

"Look at me, why did you forget this, you are the one who loves to collect all kinds of famous swords, there shouldn't be many magic stones in your hands, that's not good, those female cultivators are all open to the magic stones, you are like this..." Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed on the table in a daze.

The little young master took a sip of the wine, closed his eyes and carefully tasted it.

"Oh no, my young lady is dead! Come on, come on!" A maid in a pink dress ran out from behind, with a frightened face, and walked a few steps to the side of the puppet sect's eldest young master.

"Whose maid are you?" the eldest young master drank a lot and squinted at her.

"I, I am the personal maid of the concubine in the eighth room that you welcomed into the door today. ”

"Huh, it's dead, isn't that a happy event turning into a funeral?" The monks at the same table drank seven meat and eight vegetables, and what they said without thinking, as soon as these words came out, the venue suddenly fell silent,

The eldest young master also reacted and put down the wine jar, "Then what are you waiting for, lead the way!"

When he left, there was an uproar in the venue, chattering and discussing, only the little young master in the corner looked as usual, as if he didn't notice it, and he was in a safe corner, but someone came to disturb his purity.

"Little master, big young master, please come over. ”

"Please me?" the young master opened one eye and looked at the monk standing in front of him, who was his eldest brother's lackey, "What do you want me to do?"

"My subordinates don't know, please ask the little master to take a trip, don't make the little one embarrassed!" The monk looked respectful, but what he said was not at all, obviously he was used to being arrogant, and it was the same for him.

"Big brother is invited, I naturally have to go, put away this wine, and I'll come back to drink. The little young master didn't seem to notice, got up and walked inside.

The contempt in the eyes of the monk who came to invite people flashed away, an illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, and he will never be on the stage, the eldest young master greeted him, he is not an obedient past, he doesn't even dare to resist, and he is a cheap bone.

"Third brother, you're here!"

When the little young master arrived in the backyard, he saw that the house was full of people, and when he saw him go over to get out of the way, the eldest young master came over with a hypocritical smile. can also call the third brother, it seems that there is a request for him, and he is called by his name on weekdays.

"Didn't you stay on the Yunhai Continent, and you also have a study of swords, come and see, was she killed by the sword cultivators there?"

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, it turned out that it was for this.

Many years ago, he did use the pseudonym Cao and his entourage to stay in a small family in the eastern region of the Yunhai Continent, but he was discovered within a few years and rushed back.

"This is indeed a sword wound, and there is still an aura on it, and it can be seen that the cultivation is not low, and the swordsmanship is not low, and it was killed with only one sword, and the others can't be seen. He walked over and looked at him decently.

"Do you still need to say it? I'm asking if you can see who it is, which sect, and what moves you use!"

"Big brother, you look down on me!"

"It's really a waste, I wouldn't have asked you to come over to waste time if I knew it, go back quickly!" The eldest young master waved his hand, with a look of disgust, and when he saw him turn around and leave, he stopped him again, "Wan Qifan, come and tell me immediately if you think of something!"

"Yes!"

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