Because Zhou Tong's speed was too fast, before Yan Henghe's painful nerve could convey the pain on his scalp to the nerve center, gurgling blood gushed out like an underground fountain......

Yan Henghe only felt that his head was a little cold, as if there was a lot of liquid covering it, and there was a tendency to pour down, he hadn't figured out what was going on in his consciousness, and Yan Bahao, who was standing in front of him, showed a stunned and frightened expression on his face, he cautiously reached out and touched the top of his head, and there was a sticky and thick feeling in his palm, and when he looked at it, he was so frightened that he almost became incontinent, and the crimson blood on his hands continued to leak out of his fingers and drip on the ground, blooming with bewitching plum blossoms。 (Update 8 degrees to test the text watermark 9 at the earliest.) "Daddy!--Blood!--Blood!--A lot of blood!I don't want to die!Daddy!-"

"Son, you'll be fine! Dad won't let you be fine!" Yan Bahao, who was in shock, was pulled back to reality by Yan Henghe's crying howl, he looked at Zhou Tong's face with resentment, gritted his teeth and said: "I said! I will say everything! As long as you don't hurt my son!"

Zhou Tong glanced at him, but he was not moved by the resentment on the other party's face, "As long as your son closes his stinky mouth, I will naturally toss him a little less." Test Text Watermark 6. ””“

Yan Henghe's head had just been bandaged by the four slaves who were hurriedly using the strips of cloth that had been torn off his clothes, and he couldn't help but be full of resentment and was ready to scold, and was immediately blocked by the four slaves who passed by Yan Bahao's eyes with broken strips of cloth.

"You can say it now, but I repeat, you can't tell a lie or can't answer, otherwise you'll have to watch your son suffer!" Zhou Tong glanced threateningly.

Yan Bahao took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his uncalm mood, no wonder! No one can accept this earth-shaking change all at once, a moment ago he was still the lord of Liufeng Town, but in the blink of an eye, he became a prisoner who was slaughtered by others, who can blame him? "What if I really don't know the answer to the question? How do you tell me to answer?"

Zhou Tong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "You don't have to worry about this, when the time comes, I will decide whether you skip this question according to my ancestor's intentions!"

Yan Bahao, who seemed to be a teenager for a while, nodded helplessly and replied: " Fifteen years ago, I was upset because the concubine in the house gave birth to a dead baby, so I sent a group of five hundred slaves to look for strange people, however, the people they invited back were a group of rice buckets who cheated money, just when I was about to despair, Zang Wenwarlock seemed to come to the house as if he had fallen from the sky, and he let one of my concubines give birth to my only son, and then, in order to thank Zang Wenwarlock, I asked him to live in Yan Mansion for a long time。 Test Text Watermark 3. Test text watermark 7. ”

Zhou Tong quickly analyzed the truth of these words in his heart, and asked, "So, what is this Zang Wenshu Warlock doing in your daily routine?"

Yan Bahao thought for a while and replied: "In addition to eating and sleeping, he spends most of his time in the wing room without leaving the house, and no one knows what he does in the wing room." Test text watermark 8. However, there was a period of time when there were always slaves who reported that some people in the house had disappeared inexplicably, and I didn't pay attention to it at the time, anyway, it was just a few worthless lives!"

Xuan Mingzi snorted coldly a few times, feeling disgusted by Yan Bahao's approach, Zhou Tong turned his face to Xuan Mingzi and asked, "Master, how credible do you think his words are?"

"Forgive him for not daring to tell lies!I think the missing slaves in his house should have been used by that Zang Wenwarlock to make zombies or zombie kings, Zhou Tong, did you notice that there was a limestone field near that side room?" Xuan Mingzi asked solemnly. Test Text Watermark 2.

Zhou Tong recalled for a moment and replied: "I noticed that there was no grass growing on that piece of land, but the soil on the ground was not lime land, but ordinary black soil. ”

Xuan Mingzi smiled faintly: "The outside is black and the inside is white! That layer of black soil is just a cover, and under the black soil is the lime land, which is not only used to raise corpses, but also to prevent corpses from rotting." Test text watermark 7. If you don't believe it, you can take off your shoes and have a look!"

Zhou Tong took off the shoe on his left foot to look at the sole, and as Xuan Mingzi expected, in addition to some black soil on the sole, there was a little white lime, and at the same time, he also found that there were some shiny things on the sole, and he carefully pulled it out to see, it turned out to be some ceramic fragments. "Hey, Master, there are still some tiny ceramic shards on the soles of these shoes, what's going on?"

Xuan Mingzi took it with a solemn expression and said, "There are indeed some ceramic fragments. Test text watermark 7. ”

Zhou Tong asked suspiciously, "What are these ceramic fragments used for?"

"Ceramic fragments are used to condense the aura of heaven and earth, one of the conditions for making zombies is to let zombies absorb a large amount of heaven and earth aura, this method can make zombies have a soul and a soul, and when they ascend the altar, they can use charms to control this soul to achieve the purpose of manipulating zombies. Xuan Mingzi slowly flicked off the ceramic shards on her fingertips. Test Text Watermark 5.

Zhou Tong nodded, and he said a little frustratedly: "I thought I had finally found a new clue, but alas! I didn't expect to find nothing, and the clue was broken again, these people are really cunning." ”

Xuan Mingzi glanced out of the door of the front hall and said in a deep voice, "If I guess correctly, there should be thousands of corpses buried in the courtyard of the entire Yan Mansion. ”

Except for the demon spirit, everyone else shouted in surprise. "Impossible, right?"

"Huh...... No wonder I feel that this place makes me feel comfortable all over, it turns out that someone here deliberately collects yin qi, so that the aura of this Yan Mansion is yin and yang upside down, and the cold yin qi gathers and does not disperse. Test Text Watermark 1. The demon spirit reveled in the abundance of yin energy in the air.

Yan Bahao retorted unconvinced: "Impossible! As the master of the Yan Mansion, how could I let people bury thousands of corpses in the mansion without knowing it? One and a half corpses is easy to say, but these thousands of corpses are enough to turn my entire Yan Mansion into a cemetery. What's more, the number of missing people in my house is only a dozen. ”

Dandelion glanced at Yan's father and son with ill intentions, and reminded: "Doesn't that Zang Wenoring Warlock know how to take advantage of the middle of the night to catch some lonely passers-by outside the mansion?

Cao Ruhui scolded: "Hmph! A group of pigs and dogs are not as good as things! Zhou Tong, their father and son have no use value, hurry up and kill them to eliminate harm for the people of Liufeng Town!"

Yan Henghe happened to spit out the strip of rag in his mouth and scolded angrily: "You want to know the matter, my father has already told you the truth, is it too unkind for you to do this?"

Xiao Chi sneered a few times, and said contemptuously: "Unkind, using it on a bastard like you is simply a sin! Go on the road with peace of mind! Zhou Tong will make you suffer less." ”

When Zhou Tong was about to make a move, the four slaves in the cage suddenly cried and shouted: "Young man spare his life! Young man spare his life! We are innocent!

"Do you help in the abuse?" Xiao Chi asked, and he quickly threw out the four mind-reading talismans in his hand as he asked......

This book was first published.

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