At dawn, a cold wind sounded.

The earth is vast, and the snowy peaks are golden.

Bells floated in the distance, and believers were chanting sutras and chanting Buddha.

Mastiffs chase away wolves and protect yaks licking grass roots in the snow.

The blue sky, so close, seems to be able to touch the white clouds with a raised hand.

This is a picturesque paradise with a landscape on the plateau.

It is in such a beautiful scenery that hides the murderer who has killed hundreds of demons.

One of the people they killed last night was the lord of the plateau of the demon world, Blood-clothed Bodhi.

At this time, it was already dawn, but Bai Wuchang was sleepy-eyed, just because she was pestered by Luo Yuru and talked all night.

Last night, he made an oath to solve the murder mystery, and Bai Wuchang imprisoned himself here.

Bai Wuchang seems to be sloppy and lazy, but he is actually a person who does not leak.

If he is not sure, he will not suffer this loss, Luo Yuru saw through at a glance that he already had a direction, so he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and he must empty his heart.

If a woman pesters you to ask something, you'd better tell it all without saying a word, otherwise, what awaits you is an endless nightmare.

Bai Wuchang is a smart person, smart people don't do stupid things, and they don't like nightmares, so he honestly told Yuru everything he thought.

The two of them sat alone under the tree, basking in the colorful moon shadows, and the conversation started with a question like the previous one, and the topic began with a question: "Have you counted, in the mirror, how many times did you say Senior Brother Bodhi in Bloody Clothes when recalling the assassination?"

"Have you counted?"

"Nine times. ”

Yuru pursed his lips, anyway, he casually said a number, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

Ignoring his tricks, Yuru raised her eyebrows: "No matter how many times she says, what does it have to do with the murderer?"

Bai Wuchang took out a wine jug from his arms, which he secretly hid at the banquet, and after taking a sip of wine, a drunken smile immediately appeared on his face: "The reason why she said so many times Senior Brother was that she wanted to wait for others to ask, why did she call Bloody Bodhi Senior Brother, I understood what she meant, so I asked her." ”

Yuru snatched the wine in Bai Wuchang's hand and took a sip, under the stars and moon, his peach face turned red: "Dead ghost, if you want to say it, just say it, don't go around in circles for me." ”

The title of dead ghost is very useful, and it is sweet and greasy in his heart, so he no longer waits for Yuru to ask, and directly talks through the bottom of the mirror.

Only after asking Jinghua Shuiyue why she called Bloody Bodhi as her senior brother, did Jinghua Shuiyue have the opportunity to say that she was the successor of the Southwest Demon Clan.

The former Demon Ancestor had just turned into dust, but Jinghua Shuiyue moved this careful thought and announced that he was the new Demon Ancestor.

It is enough to see that she has coveted the position of the demon ancestor for a long time.

But the succession event was uncertain, and the demons who came to watch the ceremony were killed one after another, and the glory ceremony that belonged to her was naturally shelved.

If the previous demon ancestor does not abdicate, how can the new demon ancestor inherit?

Bloody Bodhi, when she was about to die, only Jinghua Shuiyue was present, and after the crime, she could let her say what she said.

Although she herself was injured, it was not in a fatal place, this kind of injury, endure a little pain, and she can make a knife.

"According to what you say...... Yuru's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "You even suspect that it is ......"

Bai Wuchang nodded and leaned closer to Yuru's ear: "Jinghua Shuiyue is a murderer." ”

They were drinking and whispering under the tree, and they thought that no third person would hear them, but they saw a figure flash from behind the tree.

It's a stout man.

The man was about twenty years old, and he wore a half-shirt, revealing thick arms and a strong chest.

He was holding a water bladder in his hand, and the smell of wine emanated from the water bladder, and at this time his eyebrows were drunk, and he still poured himself into it.

Walking into Bai Wuchang and Yuru's side, he smiled so miserably: "If what you said is true, I will kill Jinghua Shuiyue with my own hands." ”

He was full of wine, which made Yuru frown, but made Bai Wuchang laugh: "Give me a taste of your wine, the wine at the banquet is still too elegant." ”

The man threw the water bladder to Bai Wuchang and took a sip, and it was indeed a strong drink.

Spirits with strong men, heroic spirit.

Wiping off the wine on his lips, Bai Wuchang raised his eyebrows and asked Neng Hanzi: "Do you have a grudge against Jinghua Shuiyue?"

"It's my lover. ”

This answer was very unexpected, the person he threatened to kill with his own hands turned out to be his lover.

Yuru looked the strong man up and down, only to see that his eyebrows were rough and his eyes were blank, and he really didn't match the beauty of the mirror.

With a soft snort, Yuru smiled contemptuously: "How negative men are, none of them are good birds!"

"Women are more vicious!"

The strong man smashed the trunk of the tree with a punch, and his eyes were almost on fire: "Blood-clothed Bodhi had already decided to give me the position of Demon Ancestor, but he was snatched away by Jinghua Shuiyue. ”

"Since she is your lover, isn't hers yours?" Yuru looked down on this kind of man, and when she talked to him, she didn't have a good tone: "If you don't have a woman's ability, you turn around and blame a woman, it's a pus!"

"Ability, ability?" the strong man muttered, the corners of his mouth raised a wry smile: "I really don't have the ability of a woman, because women can sleep with men." ”

Hearing his words, Yu Rutingting got up and sneered on her lips: "You will try again?"

"He didn't say anything about you. Bai Wuchang handed the wine bag to Yuru, and sighed to himself: "This old man was given green by the mirror." ”

No matter which man's lover goes to sleep with other men, no one can stand it.

There are many kinds of hatred because of love, and this is the most powerful of them, and the hatred is so much that it wants to kill.

Even so, Yuru still felt that he was unproductive, a complete wreck, and just wanted to say a few more sarcastic words, but was interrupted by Bai Wuchang.

"This man, this matter is about the name of the mirror, you can't talk nonsense. ”

"I saw with my own eyes that she was rolling with Blood-Clad Bodhi. When the strong man said this, his chest rose and fell, and he had a huge body, but he couldn't hold hatred.

When encountering this kind of thing, it is really sympathetic, although he can't think about it a little, but it can still make people understand.

"Dare to ask what the dude is called?"

"Dreams are nothing. ”

It's another ethereal name, and like the mirror, everything is empty.

Such a rough person is matched with a delicate name, which makes Yuru chuckle.

Bai Wuchang knew that Yuru couldn't look down on the illusion of nothingness, and was afraid that she would say sarcastic things again, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Illusion, if you tell us this now, I think you are more like a murderer." ”

Dream Void sneered, speechless, waiting for Bai Wuchang to continue.

Bloody Bodhi and Jinghua Shuiyue did something reluctant, and together they gave you green, which is the reason for the killing.

Jinghua Shuiyue used this trick to snatch the position of the demon ancestor you got in your hands, which is hatred on hate.

When the ceremony is not completed, you slay the demon halfway and prevent the ceremony from taking place, which is a helpless move.

It is a shame that you killed the Bloody Bodhi without anyone suspecting you.

When Yuru and I guessed that Jinghua Shuiyue was the murderer, you said that you wanted to use the sword Jinghua Shuiyue, which was to kill people with a knife.

After saying this, Bai Wuchang raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Brother Fantasy, think about it yourself, do you also start to suspect that you are the murderer?"