Start by summoning the succubus

"Oh yes, and this."

Suddenly, the little white rabbit jumped from the top of the brown bear's head to Chen Hui's corpse, and pointed to the wooden flute on her chest, "This, the old witch used this to control the corpse. She called this thing 'Ghost Flute', I heard She said that it seemed that when she was very young, she entered a cave by mistake and found it next to a white skeleton. My benefactor, could you please get rid of this ghost flute? Neither Big Fatty nor I dared to touch it. The big fat guy just picked it up from the ground and put it on her, and he was so scared after that."

"give it to me."

Yun Muzhi nodded, then picked up Chen Hui's corpse-controlling wooden flute and hung it on his belt.

This thing can be taken back to the sect and used as evidence against Chen Hui.

After all, Chen Hui is a great monk in the seventh realm. If he wants to accuse a great monk of this level of killing innocent people indiscriminately and refining corpses, he still needs some evidence, and he can't just talk nonsense.

By the way, is the art of controlling corpses evil?

Although in today's spiritual world, the art of controlling corpses has been officially defined as an "evil method", Yun Muzhi vaguely remembered that his master had said many years ago that there once was a great monk in the eighth realm who blew a stick. Yuxiao controlled millions of plague-generated corpses and made them throw themselves into the sea of ​​fire one after another, successfully solving the plague in a state, saving countless people, and rebuilding a pure land.

It was a war in a mortal kingdom, but both sides only killed and did not bury them, which eventually led to piles of corpses and an extremely terrifying plague.

It is conceivable that without the help of the great corpse-controlling monk, God knows how many people would have died.

In Yun Muzhi's view, objects are dead but people are alive.

Therefore, there is actually no distinction between good and bad in Taoism and magic weapons. The one who distinguishes between good and bad should be the user.

"I'm taking this body with me."

Yun Muzhi no longer thought about these trivial matters. Instead, he raised his finger and pointed at Chen Hui's headless body, and asked the white rabbit and brown bear, "What do you think?"

"Well... then you can take my benefactor away."

White Rabbit thought for a while, then nodded: "Although I originally thought about leaving it here and watching her rot and get maggots, turning into the ugliest carrion, now I think about it. Lest her body also turns into a zombie, then it’s over.”

The brown bear turned his head, not wanting to look at Chen Hui anymore.

"Well."

Yun Muzhi shrunk Chen Hui's body with a wave of his hand, and then put it into the large sleeve robe.

Everything is in your sleeves.

This is a Tao technique similar to space storage. Items can be shrunk and stored in the space of the sleeve.

"Where is Chen Hui's storage room?"

Yun Muzhi asked White Rabbit.

It is impossible for Chen Hui to have nothing on her. In addition to the ghost flute, she must have other assets.

Including Dizi and Chen Hui's body, Yun Muzhi wanted to take all these things back to the sect as evidence.

"All the old witch's things are in the laboratory." White Rabbit said.

As soon as he said this, the brown bear's body suddenly started to tremble.

Obviously, it has a deep psychological shadow on the horrific and cruel place that killed its mother.

"Big Fatty, you go back first. If you're hungry, cook some porridge."

The white rabbit first jumped on the big brown bear's head, rubbed its head, and then jumped on Yun Muzhi's shoulder again, "My dear friend, turn right ahead, I will take you to the laboratory." .”

"it is good."

Yun Muzhi nodded to the brown bear as a farewell, and then followed the white rabbit's guidance and began to slowly move forward in this intricate cave, constantly going deep into Chen Hui's secret place.

Qi Lin, Irena, and Catherine naturally followed.

Along the way, Yun Muzhi and the little white rabbit...well, they also started a question and answer session.

"Rabbit, let me ask you something. Do you know 'Zhang Shi'?"

"I must know that bitch!"

"Bitch? Why did you call him that?"

"Because Zhang Shi is very familiar with the old witch, and all the old witch's friends are bullies."

"Okay, tell me everything you know about Zhang Shi."

"Well, I only know that in the past few years, this bitch has come to see the old witch from time to time. Sometimes, the bitch calls the old witch 'Guanzhu Chen'."

Hearing this, Yun Muzhi couldn't help but look stunned.

It turns out that Chen Hui and Zhang Shi have such a relationship? !

"That should be it?" The rabbit standing on Yun Mu's shoulder tilted his head and said: "That bitch, every time he meets the old witch, he goes to bed and does that kind of thing, well, that's the kind of thing ', you know what I mean? Then the old witch will bark and let the dog call her, and the dog will call her obediently every time."

"what?!"

When Yun Muzhi heard this, he was immediately shocked, his pupils were shaking, and his outlook was strongly impacted.

"What's all the fuss about?"

Irena walked next to her, glanced at Yun Muzhi, who was shocked, and said lazily: "It's normal, in bed, just like Qi Lin, he sometimes likes Catherine and I to call him dad... Hmm ?!”

Before the little succubus could finish speaking, Qi Lin quickly reached out and covered her mouth, then looked at Yun Muzhi awkwardly, "Ahem, Taoist Yun, don't worry, she just likes to talk nonsense, really of……"

"..."

Catherine's face turned slightly red.

"Uh, cough!"

Yun Muzhi's expression was subtle. After coughing, he quickly changed the subject: "Well, rabbit, besides you and the big fat bear, are there any other living monsters in this cave? Or human babies?"

"No more." Rabbit shook his head, "About four months ago, the old witch suddenly killed all the monsters and babies and took all the corpses out. She didn't know what she was going to do. Well, just leave Big Fatty and me here."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Yun Muzhi couldn't help but be curious. He looked at the white rabbit on his shoulder and asked, "Why did she keep you two?"

"I don't know."

Rabbit also had a puzzled look on his face and scratched his head, "I only know that she is fat because she can cook and do housework, and she does it very well. Other monsters are like stupid pigs and can't do anything at all." Not good, so before I was captured, Big Fatty had been a slave to the old witch for almost two years."

"how about you?"

Yun Muzhi asked again.

"That's not true."

Rabbit spread his hands and shrugged, "I have been captured by the old witch for half a year. Ever since she killed my mother in her experiments, she has been very careful with me, as if she was afraid of killing me."

"That's it."

Yun Muzhi nodded slightly and became quiet for the time being.

"Do you have any idea?"

Qi Lin walked beside Yun Muzhi and sent a message to him to ask.

"Um……"

Yun Muzhi groaned, and then replied through a voice transmission: "If my guess is correct, that old demon four months ago... Well, Chen Hui, the reason why she emptied the demon clan and the baby was mainly to feed the demon cat Tiger, help the demon cat Tiger increase her strength to achieve her plan.

As for the little white rabbit?

Maybe this little white rabbit has extraordinary blood and is an important experimental subject?

After her mother was killed, Chen Hui was left with the little white rabbit as an experimental subject. Naturally, she had to take good care of her only experimental subject?

This is speculation.

As for more things... Chen Hui is dead. Now I can only hope that Chen Hui has the habit of writing a diary. "

"Write a diary?" Qi Lin hesitated, "Are you sure Chen Hui can have this habit?"

"Of course, and the possibility is not small."

Yun Muzhi nodded and said: "Chen Hui, as a monk at the pinnacle of the Seventh Realm, was well-known in the spiritual world in her early years. I have heard of her name before, and I vaguely remember that in the rumors, Chen Hui is indeed famous. The habit of recording your Taoist insights and practice by writing a diary.

In fact, this situation is very common.

Because for Qi practitioners, as long as they concentrate on writing or drawing, they can condense a sense of insight that they can only understand in their handwriting, so that they can easily check their past insights in the future, so many Qi practitioners have the habit of writing diaries... …Actually, I have this habit myself. "

"alright."

Qi Lin heard this and smiled softly, "Then I hope we can really find Chen Hui's diary."

"..."

Next, proceed quietly.

Finally, Qi Lin, Yun Muzhi and others, under the guidance of the little white rabbit, came to a bronze door.

"Here we are, right here."

The little white rabbit sat on Yun Muzhi's shoulder and pointed to the bronze door in front of him, "The old witch's laboratory is just inside the door!"

(End of this chapter)