I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

Zhu Xiucai noticed the change in Qin Shaoyou's expression and signaled everyone to stop.

After waiting for a while, he asked in a low voice, "Sir, did you hear that nursery rhyme again?"

Qin Shaoyou nodded lightly and glanced at everyone in his subordinates: "You still haven't heard?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Zhu Xiucai asked curiously, "Sir, what did you sing this nursery rhyme? Or is it the same as before?"

"A few more words."

Qin Shaoyou told the new content to his subordinates.

After listening to the monk Ma, he frowned and said, "The new content of this nursery rhyme sounds like it's asking for help?"

"It's really like asking for help."

Zhu Xiucai first agreed with his partner's opinion, and then analyzed:

"This demon should be singing nursery rhymes in some special way. If your spirit and willpower are not up to the standard, you won't be able to hear it.

From this, it can be inferred that the person who imprisoned it in the coffin and dipped it in the 'ink' should not be as good as a seventh-rank martial artist in terms of concentration and spirit.

It's just that I don't know what level of his other strengths are. "

Monk Ma added: "What does the last sentence of dipping ink in ink mean? Why does dipping the pen in ink make ghosts feel pain?"

Zhu Xiucai guessed: "This shows that the ink dipped in the pen is definitely not simple."

After a pause, he pondered: "But what would 'ink' be? Blood? Corpse oil? Or something else?"

"Could it be a soul?" Qin Shaoyou suddenly said.

It is the ghost who sings the nursery rhyme. Since it is a ghost, the 'ink' it is dipped in is very likely to be a soul.

Because of the blood and corpse oil, ghosts should not feel pain.

There is another situation.

If the ghost who sang the nursery rhyme was Shen Bin's wife and children, then their bodies would have been scorched in the fire long ago, and there was no blood or corpse oil to dip into.

And the ghost is imprisoned in the coffin, and a part of the soul is dipped in the pen every day, just like a living person is locked in a cage, and he is stabbed several times every day, and the flesh is cut and bloodshed.

Of course it will be 'tragic'.

After listening to Qin Shaoyou's analysis, Zhu Xiucai nodded in agreement.

However, Monk Ma raised another question: "Shen Bin hasn't left the city for a few days, how did he get his soul?"

"Maybe he has some kind of ability to 'dip ink in the air'." Zhu Xiucai guessed.

Qin Shaoyou followed this guess and analyzed:

"Although Shen Bin can't leave the city these days, he goes to the gate of the city every day to sacrifice his wife and children.

Maybe he didn't miss his wife and children, just to get closer to the coffin outside the city so that he could cast spells and dip in ink.

At the same time, he was also looking for an opportunity to escape from the city. "

Everyone nodded, and they all felt that there was a possibility.

Qin Shaoyou glanced at Zhu Xiucai, the latter understood, and without him speaking, he went to ask the beggar on the side of the road.

After a while, he came back and reported to Qin Shaoyouhui: "Sir, the tomb where Shen Bin's wife and children are buried is in Huangnipo outside the city."

Qin Shaoyou nodded and said, "Let's go to Shen Bin's house to search first, and then go out of the city to open the coffin for an autopsy to check the cause of death of Shen Bin's wife and children, and by the way, see if there is a pen holder in the coffin."

"Yes." Everyone took the order.

Zhu Xiucai added: "Sir, when I asked about the news, I carefully observed Shen Bin and found that he carried a few brushes with him. Do you want me to steal them and show them to you?"

No matter what method Shen Bin used to dip the soul, as long as he dips it, it is bound to leave traces on his soul-dipping paintbrush.

As for paintings, it is difficult to find problems unless there is a ghost in the painting.

That's why Zhu Xiucai proposed to steal the pen.

Qin Shaoyou hesitated, but Monk Ma said bluntly, "What if you are discovered?"

Zhu Xiucai said, "Ordinary people can't find my technology. If it is discovered, doesn't it mean that there is something wrong with Shen Bin?"

"But isn't that scaring the snake?"

"No. If I'm really discovered, I'll pretend to be a money thief, and I won't let him notice the real target."

Seeing Zhu Xiucai's confidence, Qin Shaoyou no longer hesitated and agreed to his theft plan.

Let Zhu Xiucai not waste any time, he turned around and went to the nearby alley, changed his clothes, mixed in with the crowd, and quickly touched Shen Bin's side.

Taking advantage of Shen Bin's inattention, Zhu Xiucai quickly got started, and at a speed Qin Shaoyou couldn't see clearly, he touched Shen Bin a few times.

Shen Bin didn't notice this.

Zhu Xiucai's skills are indeed superb.

After winning, Zhu Xiucai squeezed out the crowd.

Qin Shaoyou and the others immediately turned around and went to the alley where Zhu Xiucai changed his clothes just now.

Zhu Xiucai quietly followed, and handed a few brushes into Qin Shaoyou's hands.

But after a careful inspection, Qin Shaoyou did not find any problems with these brushes.

They are just ordinary brushes, and there is no residual energy such as souls.

Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma, and other wise men also did not find any problems with these brushes.

"It seems that these brushes are not the ones that take the soul." Qin Shaoyou said while rubbing his chin.

But this action was not without success.

Zhu Xiucai shared a discovery: "When I stole the pen just now, I found that Shen Bin's body was cold and hard, like a corpse that had formed a cold and stiff corpse. But his body had breathing and yang energy. , not dead."

"Either he has some kind of strange disease, or he has practiced some special exercises." Monk Ma judged.

Qin Shaoyou nodded, wrote down the situation, handed the brush to Zhu Xiucai, and asked him to return it.

Zhu Xiucai once again mixed in with the crowd, and quickly put the brush back on Shen Bin~www.readwn.com~ From start to finish, neither Shen Bin nor the people who bought the paintings were aware of it.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Shaoyou and the others rushed to his house to investigate while Shen Bin was selling paintings.

As expected, Shen Bin's house was burnt and nothing was left, only a simple shack was built in the rubble.

Although there was no one at home, Qin Shaoyou and the others did not rush over, but stopped outside the hospital to check carefully.

It turned out to be a real discovery.

In the ruins, there are several organs hidden.

These organs are very cleverly hidden, that is, Qin Shaoyou and the others are very familiar with it. If it were someone else, even colleagues in the Demon Suppression Division would not be able to find it.

These organs are not very lethal, they mainly serve as a warning to let Shen Bin know that someone has slipped into the house.

"If you don't have a ghost in your heart, why do you make these arrangements?" Zhu Xiucai snorted coldly.

After a pause, he hurriedly added: "Of course, you are an exception, sir, and you are prepared for anything."

Immediately afterwards, the topic changed: "Sir, do you think we should also set up some agencies to add some material to Shen Bin?"

Qin Shaoyou agreed to this proposal, but only warned: "The hidden points arranged by the agency should not be discovered by Shen Bin. It is better to set a button so that the agency will only function after we activate it, so as not to accidentally hurt others, and to avoid taking effect too early. , beat the grass and startle the snake."

Zhu Xiucai agreed, and brought a few warriors to set up in Shen Bin's ruined home.

After a while, the trap was set up.

Qin Shaoyou checked it carefully and confirmed that there were no flaws, so he let Liao Lishi stare here.

He then took Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others out of the city to Huangnipo, intending to open the coffin for an autopsy.

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