How so?

Zhuo Yifan racked his brains and thought about it, but he really didn't understand why the honest and loyal Steward Mei wanted to tell a big lie? After doing it for a long time, he didn't ask for a magic weapon at all, but he said that the two skulls at the gate of the villa were invited back from the Soul Conjuring View for 30,000 gold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's going on here?

"I killed your grandfather with Zhuo Yi!"

Suddenly, Duan Yifeng's evil tone churned in Zhuo Yifan's mind.

Could it be that Zhuo Yi instructed and forced Steward Mei to lie?

In this way, is Zhuo Yi the real murderer behind the murder of his father and aunt?

No way!

Zhuo Yifan was denying himself, although he knew that Zhuo Yi was bent on seeking the position of the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, but if he wanted him to kill his uncle and aunt, it should be difficult for him to start, not to mention that his own father and mother also died tragically in it, and he could not be a murderer.

Could it be that Steward Mei is the murderer behind the scenes?

Zhuo Yifan guessed, but Steward Mei has never known martial arts, and he has been conscientious in Zhuo Jian Villa for decades, and he is very respectful and loyal to Zhuo Song and his wife.

And Zhuo Song also took care of him in every way, he never had a suspicion, there was no contradiction, why did Steward Mei want to kill him?

Moreover, with Zhuo Yifan's understanding of Steward Mei, he is a person without fame and fortune, and it is impossible to slaughter and bloodbath Zhuo Jian Villa for the so-called ambition. At the time of the incident, he and Zhuo Yi were not in the villa, and they didn't know the situation in the villa at all.

Also, that night, Zhuo Yifan had just rushed back to Zhuo Jian Villa from Bodhi Temple, Duan Yifeng and other bigwigs were ruthless to Zhuo Yifan, forcing him to tell the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword, and Steward Mei kept kowtowing to them to intercede before he saved himself from death. If he is really a murderer, why should he do this more, just let Duan Yifeng kill him, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

For all kinds of reasons, Zhuo Yifan didn't believe that Steward Mei would be the real culprit behind the scenes, and he had no reason to do so.

But let him believe that Zhuo Yi killed his uncle and aunt, as well as his father and mother, and he didn't believe Zhuo Yifan when he killed him.

Zhuo Yifan was stunned at the door of the Conjuring Spirit, staring at the two skeletons at the door. Looking at them, it was like seeing the two skulls at the gate of Zhuo Jian Villa, and imagining the appearance of the skeletons, he saw that it was his father and second uncle!

The two skulls at the gate of Zhuo Jian Villa are father and second uncle!

This strange thought was constantly stirring in Zhuo Yifan's mind at the moment, he didn't want to think like this, but he couldn't help it.

Who slaughtered Zhuo Jian Villa, killed his father, aunt, and clansmen?

Zhuo Yifan stared at the two skeleton shelves at the door, still thinking distractedly. He only felt that the two skeletons had suddenly become his father and second uncle again, smiling at him.

What's going on?

Zhuo Yifan couldn't understand, how could he think that it was his father and second uncle when he saw the skeleton shelf and the skull, was it because he had a direct relationship with the fact that they didn't have a head when they were buried?

couldn't explain the phenomenon, Zhuo Yifan could only comfort himself and say that it was because their revenge had not been avenged, and he felt guilty and uneasy.

Zhuo Yifan retreated and looked at the conjuring spirit, and he found that the more he looked at the conjuring view, the more it looked like a tomb, but it was not a real tomb, but a fake tomb that was artificially concealed.

The more Zhuo Yifan looked at it, the more he felt that his eyes were black, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, so he left the Spiritualist View without looking back.

Walking in the bazaar of Belvedere, it is still bustling, pedestrians are weaving, and everyone has a mystery on their faces, a kind of piety, and a kind of evil spirit.

The skull artifacts on both sides were now bloody, as if they had just been cut from the corpse, and then carved with a sharp carving knife. The blood-red skull was ground to the point that it was a tastalt business, and Zhuo Yifan found that they were grinding it to be the skulls of Zhuo Song and Zhuo Ran.

Zhuo Yifan felt that his eyes were going to be broken, otherwise, why did he see that the skeletons and bones were all the heads of his father and second uncle?

He can't explain it, and it's hard to explain.

He continued to walk forward.

The swastika spirit rune was blown by the yin wind, exuding a fishy smell like blood, and he found that behind the spirit rune there were many mist-like human figures, and these figures were all too familiar to him, because there were fathers and aunts among them.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the "swastika" character spirit talisman in surprise, and saw those mist-shaped human figures floating around, swinging around, like lonely ghosts.

He didn't want to be blinded by his own eyes, he knew it must be a hallucination, so he approached the door with the talismans attached to it, reached for the mist figures, and suddenly, they were all gone.

Zhuo Yifan kept turning his head to look for their traces, but he didn't see any mist figures, and the "swastika" character spirit rune was still fluttering in the wind.

Standing stunned for a while, everything was the same as before, and there was nothing unusual, so Zhuo Yifan continued to walk forward.

The market was still full of people, and many people were holding magic weapons with heavy money in their hands, and they were smiling. What is strange is that such a valuable thing, they actually hold it in their hands without any covering, as if it is specially for others to see.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't understand their behavior, did this skull magic weapon find a kind of comfort in his heart, or did he show it to others, warning them not to fight their own ideas, they had a skull to protect them?

Looking at their triumphant appearance, Zhuo Yifan saw that the magic weapon in their hands turned into a hairy head, not a skeleton, but these heads were the own of the person holding it, and those people were still smiling.

"Are you holding your head?" Zhuo Yifan said to them, but they ignored him, as if they didn't see him in front of them and didn't hear him talk to them.

Are these all dummies?

Violent heart tremors began to form an irresistible sense of fear, which instantly hit the whole body. A dummy is not a person, so what is it?

Ghosts?

Seeing that those people ignored what they said, Zhuo Yifan stared at them again, only to find that the heads they were holding in their hands were their father Zhuo Song and second uncle Zhuo Ran!

Zhuo Yifan didn't believe this at all, he walked forward and touched his father Zhuo Song's hair with his hand, and was about to fall, but found that it was empty, because it couldn't be touched at all.

He tried to touch the head of the second uncle Zhuo Ran again, and it was still the same.

"I may have been evil in the conjuring of spirits!" Zhuo Yifan said secretly.

If it weren't, he wouldn't be able to explain his current state.

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, and he kept holding his head and shaking violently, and let out a "ah" cry.

After a few moments, he felt that his feet were getting lighter, his head was getting emptiest, his eyes were becoming more and more ethereal, and then everything around him disappeared, along with himself......