On the second day, in a thatched hut not far from Yangcheng, Grandma Li, who had rested all night, finally woke up from a coma and gradually regained consciousness. When she saw Tuchen sitting beside her, her emotions became excited again, and tears once again hung on her wrinkled face: "I knew it...... I knew that you wouldn't sit idly by, Doctor Tu, the sky really has eyes, the sky has eyes......"

Tuchen nodded slightly, and handed over a bowl of refreshing and replenishing decoction: "Grandma, I know that there must be a hidden story in the Yangcheng murder case, but you are just implicated." Can you tell us more about that?"

After receiving the bowl of decoction, Grandma Li looked very relieved, and drank it without even asking, and then half sat on the grass bed and replied slowly: "The first person to be killed in this murder case is my poor son, how can I be murderous to my son next time......!

Next, Grandma Li intermittently recounted everything that had happened since her son was killed.

It turned out that Li Niu, the son of Grandma Li, was a natural drinker, and he was willing to go to the tavern to have a few drinks when he had nothing to do, and often returned home drunk late at night. Despite this, Li Niu is very filial, he must go home before the second watch, he is not noisy when he drinks too much, and he can still take good care of Grandma Li.

Until one day a few months ago, Li Niu made a lot of money during the day, and when he was happy, he went to a nearby tavern to drink as usual. But I didn't expect that this was a night, and I haven't gone back after three watches.

When the outside of the fourth watch began to gradually brighten, Grandma Li, who had been worried all night, could no longer sleep, got up and dressed and prepared to go to several taverns that Li Niu frequented nearby to look for them.

However, not long after she left the house, she found Li Niu lying unconscious on the ground on a relatively secluded street.

At that time, Li Niu's face was blue and black, and he was no longer breathing, but his body was still hot, and it was obvious that he had just been killed.

In addition to grief, Grandma Li remembered the soul soup that Lingxi used to treat his son when he suffered from the plague in Yangcheng half a year ago. He vaguely remembered that the soul soup had the effect of preserving the soul and gathering the soul, even if it was a dead person, it could temporarily keep the soul alive, so as to achieve the miraculous effect of reviving the dead.

Thinking of these, Grandma Li no longer wasted time, carried her son back home with her weak body, and rummaged through the cabinets to find the prescription prescribed by Lingxi back then.

I was busy non-stop for an hour, and it wasn't until the decoction was about to come out of the pot that Grandma Li found that she was missing an extremely rare inch of grass as a medicine guide. In a hurry, she had to grit her teeth and chop off one of her fingers, boil the soul soup and feed it to Li Niu.

Li Niu, who drank the soul soup, did not improve, but his body began to get cooler and colder, and by noon there was no temperature at all.

originally thought that this soul soup could save Li Niu's life for the first time, and the second time would definitely have an effect, but he didn't expect this result to be the end.

Holding her son's cold corpse and crying until the night, Grandma Li suddenly realized something, she clearly remembered that Lingxi once said that the soul soup can protect the soul and gather spirits, and it will have obvious effects within seven days of death.

What Lingxi said will not be false, then there is only one possibility left, that is, Li Niu's soul was already gone when he had an accident!

After living in Yangcheng all her life, Grandma Li has also heard about the demon things in the great barren mountains outside the city, and knows that the demon clan has always fed on the souls of the living, so she guessed in her heart that there must be another monster sneaking into the city to harm people.

Still, she didn't believe her son was dead, so she wrapped him in cotton wool from head to toe and placed him in the coffin. At the same time, every night I went to the major taverns to wait in ambush to see if anyone else would be killed.

Time passed day by day, and just seven days after Li Niu's accident, Grandma Li went out at night and found a corpse on the street again.

As in Li Niu's case, the body was found with residual warmth, and when Grandma Li brought it home for treatment, the soul soup still had no effect. As soon as the sky dawned, the corpse was completely stiff and cold!

The appearance of the second corpse made Grandma Li more sure of the conjecture in her heart, so she continued to insist on hiding in the dark every night to patrol and monitor, wanting to see what the harmful demon was.

At the same time, the case of disappearance was also reported to the government, which also visited and investigated, but never came up with any convincing statement.

After another three days, a third body appeared. This time it happened next to a tavern, and Grandma Li also happened to be nearby. She watched the whole process as she watched as a dark figure dragged another drunk man into the corner, and then two clouds of black gas entered from the man's seven orifices. The whole process lasted only a few minutes, and then the black figure disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

Speaking of this, Grandma Li coughed violently, and her face was covered with tears.

Mo Erha touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then asked: "Since you know that someone will be killed every once in a while, why don't you report it to the government and let the officers and soldiers ambush and squat, so that even if you can't catch the murderer, it can have a deterrent effect." ”

Grandma Li sighed and continued: "The government is the heaven of us ordinary people, of course I can think of this. After the second body was found, I went to report it. However, the official kicked the old woman out in the name of bewitching the public, and warned me that if I dared to talk nonsense, I would be arrested and put in prison. I also have more than enough heart but not enough strength......

I had to continue to go out to various wineries every night to remind the children to go home early, but after a long time, the guys at the winery were afraid that I would affect the business, so they didn't let me in......"

Perhaps it was Grandma Li's frequent appearances that disturbed the murderer lurking in the shadows, and finally one night, Grandma Li became its preferred target.

It was also late at night, and Grandma Li had just left the house when she felt a sudden gust of wind blowing behind her, and when she turned her head to look, she saw a black shadow rushing towards her, pressing her to the ground, and at the same time, several black gases appeared out of thin air, and drilled straight into the seven orifices.

Grandma Li is nearly seventy years old, and she has no strength at all, and she is pressed to the ground by the black shadow and has no room to struggle, so she can only be slaughtered like fish on a chopping board. But what she didn't expect was that more than ten black qi lingered around her seven orifices for a long time but never moved, until a few passers-by appeared in front of her, and the black shadow gave up, got up and leaped and disappeared into the night sky.

Grandma Li, who escaped death, returned home and thought for a long time, she couldn't figure out why the black shadow usually only took a few minutes to kill a person, but why it was her turn to delay for so long. Was it his reluctance to do it, or was there something in the way that prevented him from doing it at all!

Sitting at home stunned for a long time, Grandma Li's eyes stopped at a broken porcelain bowl next to her. It was the pottery bowl he used when he fed Li Niu medicine half a month ago, Li Niu drank half of the bowl at that time, and she drank the remaining half bowl for fear of wasting it. Now that I think about it, it's very likely that the soul-preserving soul soup that night had an effect!

After thinking about it and combing through the whole thing, Grandma Li was sure that she was able to survive the murder thanks to the half bowl of soul soup. So she began to pick and buy herbs in large quantities, making them into a dementor soup for others to consume. Although it was well-intentioned, there were very few people willing to believe her and take the Dementor Soup.

In desperation, Grandma Li had no choice but to change her dilapidated house into a simple restaurant, named Grandma Fang, and launched the delicious soul soup as a signature dish.

When the restaurant was first established, the fragrant smell immediately attracted a large number of diners to taste it, but over time, some gossip was slowly born. Gradually, out of nowhere, rumors spread that the dementor soup was made from human bones, and although it still tasted delicious, the people in the city who had heard the rumors did not want to taste it again. Grandma's Fang just rose and then fell into decline in an instant, but Grandma Li was helpless in her eyes, after all, this was the last thing she could do......

People continue to be killed in Yangcheng, and Grandma Li also maintains the habit of going out to patrol every night, and finds corpses on the street every once in a while. Although the soul soup in Ah Po Fang was ignored all day, she still insisted silently, and at the same time collected the corpses of the dead to use as medicine, hoping that one day the harmful monster would leave on its own......

After listening to the story told by Grandma Li, several people felt a lot of emotion in their hearts, deeply admiring her spirit of self-sacrifice, and at the same time feeling self-reproachful for her previous recklessness.

Mao Hu took a deep breath and slapped his chest hard: "Grandma, don't worry, no one will be killed in Qiyang City today, and the harmful monster Grandpa Mao will pinch his chin and pull it out!"

Mao Hu's assurance was very inspiring, but Grandma Li's gaze stayed on Tu Chen: "Doctor Tu, I believe that you will be able to bless the safety of the people of Yangcheng, and when you see Miss Lingxi, remember to say hello to her for the old woman." ”

Grandma Li kept calling herself 'Doctor Tu', and at the same time kept mentioning Lingxi, which made Tuchen even more eager to retrieve his previous memories, wondering what had happened, and wondering where Lingxi was at this time......

After comforting Grandma Li and continuing to lie down and rest, Mao Hu began to pull Tuchen and Mo Erha to make the next exorcism plan.

On a tall tree outside the thatched hut, Zi Ning's toes stepped on a thin branch like a dragonfly. After Grandma Li's narration just now, she became more and more suspicious of Tuchen's identity. After thinking for a long time, he raised his right hand and gently blew out a wisp of breath, and a purple bird transformed into the palm of his hand. She whispered a few words to the bird, and then sent it into the sky.

As soon as the purple bird rose into the air, Tuchen appeared at the door of the grass house with a bowl of soup and medicine: "Miss Zining, it's time to take medicine." ”

Zi Ning jumped down from the tree when she heard the sound, walked close and took the decoction, looking at Tu Chen's serious expression, she suddenly felt as if her heart had been gently pulled by something. She drank all the potions, handed the porcelain bowl back to Tuchen and smiled: "Thank you." Then he moved his finger slightly and walked into the grass hut.

At the same time as she moved her finger slightly, in mid-air, the purple bird that had flown out of more than ten miles suddenly burst out of thin air, turning into a faint purple smoke and dissipating into the air......