Mo Jiyu made mental preparations for a while, took out a gauze scarf, covered the underside of his eyes, covered the clothes on his body with thin ice, and put on a pair of thin ice gloves to do a full set of protection, and then walked in.

There were dozens of corpses in this inner hall, several of which had begun to decompose, emitting a foul stench in the air, Mo Jiyu was once again frightened by this extremely impactful picture, and his heart was a little cramping.

She has always been very timid, the last time she saw that powerful ghost, she was already scared to death, and now she didn't expect to play the role of 'forensic doctor', she is not Qin Mingda!

But she still got started, although she had been enduring the fear and disgust in her heart, but she still carefully observed the corpse, the most special of these dozens of corpses was the female corpse that was plucked off the skin by Ziyan, and according to the song she sang, she must have practiced the magic skills of Yan Bone.

And that ugly demon lord must have practiced some kind of magic skill to suck people's essence and blood, and he must have left some traces on the corpse.

Mo Jiyu first observed several fresh corpses, and saw wounds on the upper body of the corpses, and most of the wounds were very short, like knife wounds.

She approached a corpse to take a closer look, the skin of the knife wound was still purple, presumably the murder weapon was stained with poison, but because the poison was only found on the surface of the skin, the corpse was not poisoned and died, so where was his fatal wound?

She looked closely at the heart of the corpse, and then found a black mole but inexplicably metallic dot, she stretched out her hand, the tips of her fingers touched something hard, frowned, two fingers pressed down, and then pulled it out with a little force, and found that it was a slender iron nail.

Mo Jiyu looked at the iron nail carefully, presumably the cause of death of this corpse was that the iron nail was driven into the heart, and in the process of nailing into the heart, the heart was compressed, and the blood vessels ruptured and died.

Of course, Mo Jiyu didn't know anything about this, she could only guess like this, if this murderer was a demon cultivator or a demon, she shouldn't have spent so much thought, because these dead people didn't have the talent to cultivate, and dealing with them would not be a matter of effort for demons at all.

Moreover, this corpse did not show the phenomenon of stiff limbs curled up, which means that the deceased should have been unconscious when the iron nail was nailed, otherwise he would have to struggle to be nailed into the iron nail alive, and the limbs were not even scratched.

Mo Jiyu carefully observed several corpses, and found iron nails on their chests. Moreover, these corpses have many similar characteristics - they all have many old scars on their bodies, there is a strange black pattern on the back of their waists, and the calluses on the tiger's mouth of these corpses are very thick, compared to the palms of those farmers, this is more like calluses formed by holding swords for a long time, so the identity of these people is not simple.

Then it can be speculated that the profession that these people are engaged in is very dangerous, maybe it is the enemy who is looking for revenge, and that person knows that there is a demon cultivator near Xuanlin who harms people, so he just uses this incident to cover up people's eyes, then he must be living nearby.

After observing these fresh corpses, she looked at the decomposing corpses again, except for the female corpse and the corpse of those farmers she saw when she came to Xuanlin at the beginning, the rest of the corpses had a faint black strange pattern on the back.

Then this matter is a big deal, but this is not in the hands of their immortal cultivators.

She walked out of the inner hall and removed the thin ice from her body, where her senior sister had already made her a pot of good spiritual tea waiting for her.

Mo Jiyu walked over, sat in his seat, and drank several cups with the teacup regardless of the image before putting down the teacup.

Seeing that the little junior sister looked thirsty, Chen Ningran hurriedly poured her another cup and said softly, "Are all these dead people harmed by demon cultivators?"

Mo Jiyu shook his head and said helplessly: "Except for the few dead people I found in Xuanlin on the day I came, they were all killed by demon cultivators, and this matter is not so simple. ”

"What's the matter?" Chen Ningran's hand holding the cup was put down, comforting the little junior sister, "But we don't care about this matter." ”

Mo Jiyu nodded, his eyes swept over something, and he pursed the corners of his lips helplessly: "I don't think this matter is that simple, maybe it will affect us, and we can't leave now." ”

"Why do you say that?" Chen Ningran's gentle eyes suddenly became serious, "Is there any trouble coming to the door?"

Mo Jiyu motioned her senior sister to look behind with her eyes, Chen Ningran turned sideways and looked behind, only to see a group of men in black standing there holding swords, the one in the lead was dressed magnificently, presumably with an unusual identity.

The corners of Chen Ningran's curved mouth fell, the momentum on her body changed suddenly, and she suppressed her voice and said, "Didn't they tell you the rules?"

The man in the lead smiled contemptuously: "What else do you need to be polite to you two women?" As for the group of people outside, they are just a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, so you still want to think about your own safety. ”

The group of people behind him couldn't help laughing, and they also said some foul language, not taking Mo Jiyu and Chen Ningran in their eyes at all, as if these two people were about to become their playthings.

Mo Jiyu tilted his head, put the cup down, snapped his fingers, and then the group found that their mouths could not be opened.

I saw Mo Jiyu say coldly: "Since your mouth is so dirty, then don't do it." I see that you have a fierce and vicious face, and you regard human life as a mustard, and you must be a group of outlaws. ”

The group of men in black tried to rush up, but they were bound by the vines that suddenly stretched out, and they couldn't move.

Seeing this, Mo Jiyu walked over, took out an ice blade and played with it repeatedly in his hand, he didn't need to be polite to these people himself, he had to scare them.

She walked to the man in the lead, and the hazy face that she couldn't see clearly made people even more frightened, he looked at the ice blade that was constantly being played with in Mo Jiyu's hand, and the sharp blade seemed to be about to cut his throat in the next second.

"Is there a strange black pattern on your waist?" Mo Jiyu put the ice blade against the man's throat, and a chill spread from his throat to the man's whole body, he trembled all over, not daring to nod, afraid that he would be killed by the ice blade.

Mo Jiyu smiled and withdrew the ice blade a little, and saw the man in black nodding violently.

"And what do you do?" she continued.

"We are a killer organization. The man replied in a trembling voice.

Mo Jiyu raised her eyebrows a little excitedly, although she had guessed it at the beginning, but seeing the killer organization in person still made her a little interested, and her eyes became brighter because of this.

And the delusion that tracked Mo Jiyu's whereabouts was lying on the roof drinking tea, he looked at Mo Jiyu's somewhat excited appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, this is really like a little fox.