My jade carving is not normal

Chapter 180 What Are You?
The night was very dark, but it did not affect the sight of several people.

After Zhou Yi walked for a while, he paused slightly and looked not far away.

A big yellow dog died on the roadside. The dog's head was turned 360 degrees, and its death was extremely miserable.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and then walked quickly towards the big yellow dog.

"This dog should have died a few hours ago." Gu Bai walked over to look at it for a while, and then said aloud.

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded slightly, then squatted down and stared at the other person's head.

After a slight hesitation, he wrapped his palms with spiritual power, then stretched out his hand and forcibly opened the dog's mouth.

Something fell out of the dog's mouth.

Zhou Yi observed carefully and it seemed that
a piece of meat.

There was serious corpse air residue on the meat, proving that it was not the meat of an ordinary creature.

Standing up, Zhou Yi looked not far away.

There was a courtyard. The gate of the courtyard was closed and it was dark. The owner seemed to have taken a rest.

"Let's go." Zhou Yi waved his hand and then rushed towards the yard quickly.

When he came to the fence of the courtyard, he put a little force on his feet and jumped up. Then he used the soles of his feet on the wall and entered the courtyard.

Looking across the yard, Zhou Yi quickly noticed a doghouse and dog basin in the distance.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhou Yi walked quickly towards the building without hesitation.

"Is anyone here? Warmth from the superior." Zhou Yi stretched out his finger and knocked lightly on the door, then asked aloud.

No one answered.

Reaching out and putting his hand on the door handle, Zhou Yi discovered that the door lock seemed broken?
He opened the door easily.

At this time, Shen Mengya and Gu Bai had also entered the courtyard.

After Zhou Yi opened the door, he looked towards the living room.

There were no lights on in the living room, and it was dark, but it did not hinder his view.

Walking into the living room, his eyes swept over the furniture and finally landed on the corner.

"This is this?" Zhou Yi walked over and then leaned down.

In the corner, there was a rag doll the size of a palm.

There was a faint evil spirit remaining on the rag doll, but other than that, there was nothing unusual about it.

Picking up the rag doll, Zhou Yi walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was wide open. When I walked in, there was no one there. The bedding on the bed was a little scattered, as if someone had slept there before.

"Zhou Yi, what's wrong?" Soon, Gu Bai and others walked in. Looking at Zhou Yi, who was standing motionless in front of the bed, Gu Bai asked aloud.

"Look at this." Zhou Yi casually threw the rag doll over.

"Huh?" Gu Bai reached out and took it, then his expression changed slightly.

"Go and have a look elsewhere." Zhou Yi looked away from the bed, then quickly walked out of the bedroom and walked towards the guest room.

Soon, he searched the rooms on the first and second floors, but there was no one there.

"Go out first." Seeing that Gu Bai seemed to want to ask something, Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, and then walked outside.

Coming out of the wall again, Zhou Yi turned his eyes to Sun Thief and Tian Shi: "You two, I don't know what you think?" "Unusual, the piece of meat in the dog's mouth seems to be from a corpse, but there are no corpses in the house. Angry, there is only a rag doll stained with evil energy? Could it be that the corpse and the evil thing joined forces to murder? Isn't this nonsense?" Sun Thief shook his head, his face full of confusion.

"I don't know what you think?" Gu Bai turned to Zhou Yi.

"It's hard to say, let's go look elsewhere first." Zhou Yi shook his head, and then continued walking forward along the path.

"Quack." A muffled and unpleasant cry sounded.

Zhou Yi raised his head and saw a bunch of gloomy crows on several big trees in the distance, rushing towards Zhou Yi and others.

Zhou Yi raised his head and took a look, and then the Wanxue Sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and more than a dozen sword energy fiercely faced the group of crows.

"Puff, puff, puff." There was a sound of explosion, and the group of crows burst open one after another, and the evil energy dissipated in groups.

This isn't really a crow.

"It seems... noticed?" Zhou Yi squinted his eyes, and then looked around.

Finally, his eyes shifted to the rag doll in Gu Bai's hand, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Zhou Yi?" Gu Bai noticed Zhou Yi's gaze and asked suspiciously.

Zhou Yi quickly retracted his gaze, then frowned and walked quickly forward.

There was a crossroads ahead. Zhou Yi looked around, then his eyes narrowed slightly and he walked towards the left.

A few dozen meters away on the left, there seemed to be a figure standing under the tree, and this figure had a gloomy air.

When Zhou Yi approached, the figure turned around in vain.

This is an old man holding his head in both hands, holding a dripping head in his dry hands.

Zhou Yi noticed that the head he held in his hand was exactly the same as his own.

The difference was that the head held in his hand was covered with fluid, while his own head was quite normal, and the folds on his old face could even be seen clearly.

"Quack, quack, cultivator." The next moment, the mouth of the dripping head held in the old man's hand moved slightly, making no sound in vain, making a weird and unpleasant sound.

"No, I'm not a cultivator, I'm a fortune teller. Who do you think you are?" Zhou Yi squinted his eyes with a smile on his face.

"Quack quack cultivator." The old man didn't speak, but continued to repeat the previous sentence with his head in his hands.

"You don't count anything? I think you should count a few!" The Wanxue Sword in Zhou Yi's hand suddenly unsheathed, and a sword energy stabbed fiercely towards the head held by the old man's hands.

"Quack, quack, quack," the old man suddenly laughed strangely, then picked up the head, raised it, and slammed it towards Zhou Yi's stabbing sword energy.

The dripping head touched the sword energy and exploded into a cloud of mist, which then spread towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he silently controlled his spiritual power to break through the skin and infect the liquid on the Jade Buddha. Suddenly, a red halo spread out with Zhou Yi as the center, directly melting the mist.

"Quack quack quack" the old man laughed strangely, and then grabbed his head with two withered palms.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I saw the old man tearing off his own head, and then another head grew out of the broken neck.

"Iron-headed boy?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and the sword in his hand continued unabated. More than a dozen sword energy shot out of the air and stabbed the old man fiercely.

"Quack, quack, quack," this time the old man did not throw his head out again, but held his head and rushed directly towards Zhou Yi.

He completely ignored the approaching sword energy.

When the sword energy struck the old man, a sudden change occurred, causing Zhou Yi's complexion to change slightly.

(End of this chapter)