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Chapter 175

Shen Changming pushed away the big hands covering his eyes, looked at the messy woman lying on the grass, and at the men who left in their clothes.

The woman's head was facing the direction of Mo Zhuxiu, her eyes were staring, her lips were slightly parted, and she could not rest in peace.

Mo Zhuxiu stood there for a while before walking towards the woman's body. He bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground to cover the woman, then reached out and brushed the woman's eyes to make her close them.

After doing all this, Mo Zhuxiu followed in the direction where those men left.

When Mo Zhuxiu walked away, the female corpse lying on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, a red light flashed eerily and strangely in her eyes, and a gust of wind blew the clothes covering her body.

"The young master is still amazing, hahaha!"

The vulgar and vulgar topic became the pride among the men, and they were complacent, as if they had done such a great thing.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew up around, and the excitement of several complacent men became a little less.

The man called Young Master yawned and walked behind the tree in front: "Wait a minute, I'll make it easier for you first."

"Alright, young master." The others responded doggy-leggedly, found a place to squat down and waited.

The wind hummed, but the strange wind did not disappear.

The young master unbuttoned his pants and trembled, suddenly his back felt cold, his lips moved and he didn't know what he was muttering.

But in an instant, the young master suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.

Mo Zhuxiu said inwardly that he was not good, and quickly stepped forward to check, he turned him around, the young master's complexion was purple, his skin was dry, a big hole was broken in his chest, his heart was missing, and he had already died of exhaustion.

He was completely unaware of any monster that could kill people invisible.

Just as Mo Zhuxiu was thinking, there were three screams from the side of the road. Mo Zhuxiu hurriedly got up from the young master. As soon as he stood up, he saw the three boys lying on their backs on the ground with bloody holes in their chests. The ground beneath him was covered in blood.

Is it the woman who just died?
Mo Zhuxiu was a little uncertain, it was impossible for a person who had just died to be so strong.

In order to verify his guess, the man returned along the road.

Just as he expected, the woman's body was still in place, but when he opened his eyes, the clothes covering him were nowhere to be seen. There was resentment on his body, but it was not at the level of a ghost.

So what's going on in all this?

After staring at the woman's face for half a quarter of an hour, Mo Zhuxiu recovered and disappeared on the spot.

When the consciousness returned to the body, the red fox trembled, jumped up from the man's arms, fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Mo Zhuxiu opened his eyes, he picked up the red fox on the ground and walked towards the location he saw just now, while Mu Yan and the two of them looked at each other and silently followed.

In the deep forest, the bodies of the young master and the woman had disappeared, but the bodies of the three servants by the roadside were still in their original positions.

The three corpses were already highly decomposed and covered by lush weeds, making it difficult for people to notice. The stench of rotting corpses was heard as soon as they walked on this trail.

"This is it!" Mu Yan stared at the corpse in shock, her heart was full of excitement.

The villain really had some clues, and her decision was indeed correct.

Trying to suppress the excitement, Muyan stepped forward to observe the three corpses with Mo Zhuxiu: "Senior, do you need to notify the Yamen?"

"En." The man answered simply, he took a step back to look around the forest, and then chose a path to walk.

Muyan wanted to follow the villain to look for the demon, thinking that Li Qian didn't like to get along with the villain, so she said, "Brother Li, please go to the yamen for a while, I will follow the senior to have a look."

"Okay." Li Qian said.

This forest is very large and overgrown with weeds, and few people usually come here.

Going forward along the path, through the woods, there is a wide field in front of you, and there are few farmers busy in the field.

Mo Zhuxiu kept on stepping, he followed the path to the field ridge, and walked towards the other side of the field ridge.

The peasants in the fields stopped their work and looked up at the stranger.

Across the field ridge and further forward is a small village. There are beating and beating sounds in the village, as if a funeral is going on.

Mind diggers are rampant in Zhoucheng, and the forest is the place where mind diggers first appeared. The funerals in this village are particularly suspicious.

Mo Zhuxiu went straight into the village without pausing at all.

As soon as I entered the village, there was a coffin placed at the head of the dam in the village. The coffin was surrounded by wreaths, and there was a spiritual tablet in the front.

The strange thing is that the coffin was placed at the gate of the village like this, and there was not even a monk who chanted scriptures and no mourners.

The spirit tablet was placed on the ground, and there was only a bowl of uncooked white rice in front of the spirit tablet.

The wooden sign reads: The spirit of Zhang Yi.

Mo Zhuxiu walked to the monk and stopped. He looked at the spirit card and asked, "Master, I don't know who you are crossing. Why don't you see the mourners?"

The sound of the wooden fish stopped, and the monk turned his head and glanced at Mo Zhuxiu, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the one who should be crossed." After speaking, the monk picked up the wooden fish and continued to chant sutras.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Mo Zhuxiu pursed his lips and stared at the spirit tablet for a few breaths before walking towards the village.

Just after walking a few tens of meters, a rice-washing lady stopped Mo Zhuxiu: "Young man, are you looking for someone?"

"Come out for a walk, I didn't intend to come here, my aunt, who is that Zhang Yi? Why is there no one to attend the funeral?" Mo Zhuxiu stopped and looked at the aunt and asked.

"You mean Mrs. Zhang? That's a poor person." The aunt who heard Zhang Yi's name sighed softly, and she was too shy, "Mrs. Zhang is a widow in our village."

"In my 20s, my husband was killed by bandits when he went out, and he fled to our village alone with his daughter Yan Xin. Later, with the help of our villagers, he settled down here.

Mrs. Zhang died in our village for more than 20 years. Her daughter has grown up. She took care of the child at a young age. Her health has fallen to the root of the disease. She has been in poor health. She passed away a few days ago, so every family in the village paid some money Bought her a coffin. "

"What about Zhang Yi's daughter, Yan Xin?"

"Yan Xin? Life is hard."

"This kid Yan Xin met a wild beast for some reason half a month ago. When he was discovered by the villagers, his limbs and internal organs were eaten by wolves. Hey."

"Maybe life is too hard. The mother and daughter don't understand when they die. Every night in the village, the cries of Mrs. Zhang and the child can be heard. No one dares to guard the spirit. I invited the master to come and give me a blessing." They chant."

"Where is Yan Xin buried now?"

"The top of Dongshan Mountain over there." The aunt raised her hand and pointed behind Mo Zhuxiu.

"Thank you."

Saying goodbye to aunt, Mo Zhuxiu went to Dongshan again.

Muyan followed for a while, but couldn't help it, and asked, "Senior, do you think that digging out demons is related to Yan Xin?"

"Maybe it's Yan Xin." He still needs verification.

Yan Xin?

Muyan recited the name silently in her heart, as if she had seen the points credited.

Dongshan is just behind the village, not far away, half a quarter of an hour away.

It's just that Dongshan doesn't seem like a good place, it's densely covered with vines, and it looks like a place where monsters often haunt.

The trunks intersect like the minions of ghosts, the vines are thicker and more lush than the trees, and the trees look lifeless compared to the vines.

A little closer to the front, there is a soaring monster aura.

"Stay outside, don't follow." Mo Zhuxiu left only one sentence before stepping into the forest.

How could Mu Yan be willing to stay outside and wait, she pretended not to hear what Mo Zhuxiu said, and followed behind him.

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(End of this chapter)