The scene was so shocking that everyone was stunned.

They stood where they were, and no one dared to go any further.

Cangshu glanced at Mo Tingyin and walked towards the courtyard, and Mo Tingyin hurriedly followed.

There are a lot of things that have been experienced, especially after the completion of the sacrifice of Huaguan Atractylodes, Mo Tingyin's nerves have thickened a lot.

Although the scene in front of her was quite penetrating, she was able to hold on.

Mo Tingyin walked towards the bloody man, and at the same time empty her mind, if she was lucky enough to return to the modern era, with the courage she had practiced now, she could go to work as a forensic doctor.

The bloody man knelt there motionless, and Mo Tingyin couldn't be sure if he was alive or not.

She looked at Cangzhu, but found that Cangzhu crossed the bloody man and entered the house directly, which meant obviously, this bloody man was handled by Mo Tingyin.

Mo Tingyin sighed helplessly. Where is this holding the golden thigh, this is obviously a job for the golden thigh, the problem is that there is no salary yet.

She had forgotten where her pile of hedrons came from.

"Are you still alive?" asked the Bloody Man in a low voice.

The bloody man's body didn't move, but the fingers carrying the axe did.

Actually really alive, Mo Tingyin continued: "What's wrong with your family?"

The Bloody Man still knelt there and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard Mo Tingyin's words at all.

Since she didn't answer her question, she had to use other methods to stimulate it, and she called out to the woodcutter: "Brother woodcutter, you can help me make a basin of water." ”

Although the woodcutter was also afraid, he endured his fear, went to a corner of the courtyard to fetch a large basin of water, and handed it to Mo Tingyin.

Mo Tingyin was unrelenting, and poured a basin of water towards the "bloody man" from beginning to end.

Although it is summer in the human world, the night is a little cool.

This basin of cold water was poured down, and the "blood man" trembled, and finally moved.

The blood on his face was washed away, and the onlookers were immediately in an uproar: "Isn't this the youngest son of the village chief's family!"

"How did he become like that!"

"Look at the axe in his hand, he must be a murderer!"

"Look at the look in his eyes, viciously, more terrifying than the butcher in town!"

Mo Tingyin was afraid that the "bloody man" in front of him would hurt people again, so he hurriedly said loudly: "What the truth is, no one knows, don't speculate!"

When the "bloody man" heard what Mo Tingyin said, he suddenly threw his axe to the ground, grabbed Mo Tingyin's shoulder, and shook it and broke down and shouted: "It's all to blame for their partiality! If they are not partial, why should I kill them! I don't like to cut people at all, I don't like blood! I don't want to kill people! I don't want to kill my mother, kill my father! Kill my brother, sister-in-law, and nephews! They forced me! If they don't hide the ribs tonight, I won't kill anyone! I don't want to kill people!"

His mind seemed to have gone out of his mind, and his words were turned upside down.

Mo Tingyin's brows furrowed.

The youngest son of the village chief, on the one hand, complained about his parents' partiality, but on the other hand, he regretted killing him.

And what triggered his motive to kill was actually just a meal. Mo Tingyin's heart moved, this thing was very strange, and it was very similar to the two things that he said and did.

It's just a trivial matter, normal people don't kill people because of such a trivial matter, but they kill people, and the means are cruel, and they kill their closest relatives.

Mo Tingyin took away the hand of the village chief's youngest son, patted him on the shoulder hard, and said in a deep voice: "If I were you, I wouldn't say anything now, calm down." ”

Being slapped by Mo Tingyin, he seemed to be a little more sober, and he stared at Mo Tingyin for a long time with straight eyes, and he really stopped talking.

Mo Tingyin quietly kicked the axe out far away, and said to the woodcutter: "Brother woodcutter, you tie him up, and then plug his mouth, I will come out as soon as I go in." ”

If this is really a matter of words, it is better to speak less.

The woodcutter thought that Mo Tingyin was worried that the village chief's youngest son would not want to bite his tongue, so he hurriedly said, "Girl, go, I'll tie him up." ”

Several bold villagers also stepped forward to help.

Mo Tingyin walked a few steps, then turned around and whispered to the woodcutter: "Brother woodcutter, you take someone to see if there is a stranger hiding in our village, and if there is, arrest him, tie him up, and bring him." ”

The woodcutter's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "The girl is so smart! I'll find someone to go with me." ”

Although psychological construction has been done, as soon as he entered the house, Mo Tingyin was still smoked and almost vomited.

There was blood everywhere. On the ground, on the kang, on the table, on the wall, on the roof, everywhere.

Corpses can no longer be called corpses, they are not in shape.

Mo Tingyin frowned, what a deep hatred this is, to treat his relatives like this.

"Lord Atractylodes, what are the clues?" asked Mo Tingyin.

Cangshu shook his head and said, "I didn't feel the demonic energy. ”

"The man who killed just now spoke," Morting said, "I always felt that he had something to do with his words. ”

"Words must be done?" Cangshu frowned, "Isn't he injured and came here to harm people?" Let's look for it now, he shouldn't have gone far." ”

"I've already sent someone to arrest him," Mo Ting said, "he doesn't have much fighting power, and ordinary villagers can catch him." ”

Cangshu nodded with satisfaction, it was really appropriate to take Mo Tingyin with him.

The woodcutter was very neat, and after a while, he not only tied up the landlord's youngest son, but also arrested all the outsiders in the village.

"Brother woodcutter, if you arrest them all, will it be any disadvantage to you?" Mo Tingyin asked worriedly.

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "It was ordered by the most respected old man in the village, and I am only responsible for helping." ”

Mo Tingyin couldn't help but glance at the woodcutter. I didn't expect such a smart person to be in the village.

"Miss Mo, my name is Li Fugui, if you don't dislike it, call me Brother Li in the future. Li Fugui scratched his head embarrassedly and said. He also has a good impression of Mo Tingyin. If it weren't for Mo Tingyin's presence, there would be no one to stand out in the village, let alone catch the murderer.

Mo Tingyin called out with a smile: "Brother Li." ”

Before the monster was caught, he was in the mood to giggle with other men, and Cangshu shouted unhappily: "Tingyin, come here." ”

Mo Tingyin hurriedly ran to Cangshu's side.

More than a dozen outsiders were pushed down and sat on the ground, and this time Li Fugui didn't use Mo Tingyin's teaching, so he consciously blocked their mouths.

A trembling old man in the village walked up to Cangshu and Mo Tingyin, and said sincerely: "We are all mud legs who farm the land, and we have never encountered such a thing in our lives. This matter is full of strangeness, and we don't know where to start, so we ask the son and the girl to do their best. ”

The villagers originally thought that Atractylodes and Mo Tingyin were just rich and noble families who came out to play in the mountains and rivers, but just now when everyone was stuck, Atractylodes entered the house, and Mo Tingyin asked "Bloody Man", and at first glance he was not an ordinary person.

Although it seems that the village chief's family was killed by his youngest son, the matter is too weird, even simple villagers know that things are not so simple.