Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 241 Monsters!

"Where's my son, Daoistuo quickly bring it out and show it to me." The woman's husband kept urging him, but no one came out.

Wang Xuanzhi asked softly, "What happened to Daoyi?"

Daoyi took a deep breath, "It's okay, wait for me to clean up the children, I need a clean cloth—"

Wang Xuanzhi had been prepared for a long time, and when she was doing the autopsy, he ordered someone to find it, "Here, I will send someone to bring it to you."

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Dao Yi just came out with a tightly wrapped baby, and she handed the baby over, "This is your son—"

The young man stretched out his hand ecstatically to take it. The next moment his scream resounded through the banks of the Fenshui River, and the breeze blew across the water. It seemed that even Fenshui was frightened by him and needed the breeze to comfort him.

"Monster, this is not my son." The young man threw the baby decisively, fell to the ground with his buttocks, and hit Chen Yizhi's leg, and he held it tightly, only then did he feel safe.

The baby was thrown into the air, screaming, Dao Yifei flew up and caught it high in the air.

Daoyi patted the swaddling baby lightly, her breath was gentle, and the baby's crying gradually stopped.

Her eyes were like lightning, piercing the young man, "This baby is indeed the heir of you and the dead, even if it is not, you should not throw a child out, how innocent is a child, it is still so small, it is connected to this world Never seen—"

The young man shook his head, "Impossible, my wife and I are both human, how could we be born with such a monster—" He covered his ears with his head in his hands, not wanting to hear anything. Suddenly he put down his hands and pointed his right index finger at Liao said, "It's you. You were the only one with my wife in it. Did you change my son and return my son?"

Daoyi turned sideways slightly, and the young man rushed directly behind her, uh, on the handle of Wu Si's knife, the cold touch made his mind clear instantly, and his voice was much quieter than before, "Master, you must do it for me!" Lord, to find my lost son, it must be some kind of Taoist work that replaced my son. I heard that many Taoist priests and monks like to sacrifice living people for cultivation. This work must also be done by me. Son, do what they did."

Jiang Changshi was also shocked by the series of events. Firstly, his father did not recognize his son, and then he was very skillful in handling. He went to see what the baby looked like. Even his father did not want to recognize him, but it was okay. As the handle of Dali Temple Minister.

The little baby has a white head, looks like a human, looks like an ape but not an ape, no wonder the man was so frightened, Jiang Changshi felt lingering fear, pretending to be calm and said, "Daobu is born as a child—"

The baby's perception is the most acute, and it seems that it has sensed malice, and opened its mouth to cry again. Dao knew this with all his heart, but she asked Wang Xuanzhi, "Si Qing, there is someone nearby. This child is probably hungry."

Wang Xuanzhi looked around, pointing to the smoke from the kitchen not far away, "There are villages there."

"Xu Liu, take this child to beg for some food, and be careful not to let the people in the village frighten it." Xu Liu understood the implication, and took the baby whose face was flushed, feeling relieved. Even though he was prepared, he was still shocked.

Xu Liu took the newborn baby away, coaxing him as he walked, until his figure melted into the night.

Wang Xuanzhi pointed to the deceased who was covered with a white cloth and placed on the shelf next to him, "This woman died with a swollen belly, there is no doubt that there was a baby inside. My Daoist protects the privacy of the deceased, but it is also under the eyes of everyone. The dead were delivered, the baby was born, everyone heard the cry, and the same cry just now, there is no doubt that it is the same baby."

"Jiang Changshi and the deceased's husband, Su Qinghe, both believed that Daoistuo had changed the baby. Where did she get a baby of the same age? Could it be that there was a pregnant monster here that everyone couldn't see and couldn't touch? produced, exchanged with human—"

Everyone hugged their arms involuntarily, the riverside at night is always extraordinarily cool.

"Or Dao Zuo threw Fang's baby into Fenshui, not the autopsy site, far away from the bank of Fenshui River, even if it is on the bank, just imagine how she was surrounded by layers to complete this work thing--"

Dao Yi was silent and didn't speak. He was helping her, so it's not good to tear things apart.

But she can't talk, there is always someone who can.

Daoyi stared at the dead man, the black air that lingered for a long time.

She said: "Since Jiang Changshi doesn't believe it, the most powerful evidence is to ask the deceased to speak—"

"Hiss—" This was even more creepy than what Wang Xuanzhi said just now, Jiang Changshi also regretted that he didn't listen to his husband's advice and put on two extra clothes before going out. He would definitely be frozen to death when he returned tonight.

His mouth was so cold that he was not very obedient, as if he was blown by the wind on the bank of the Fenshui River, and he spoke intermittently, "How do you want the dead to speak, the people present are from the government, you don't want to be here Scary talk here."

If Jiang Changshi said these words in the daytime with a righteous and dignified appearance, everyone might believe a thing or two, especially the people headed by Wang Xuanzhi, no one believed him, and Chen Yizhi snorted lightly, mocking The meaning is self-evident.

I don't know if the silver gun is too sharp, or for some other reason.

Jiang Changshi didn't care about it, just stared at Daoyi and waited for her to answer.

Daoyi used practical actions to tell Jiang Changshi and everyone the answer.

She first asked Su Qinghe the date of birth of the deceased.Then he took out a yellow talisman from the cloth bag, muttering words in his mouth, the person was spinning and jumping in place, and his hands kept gesticulating, just like an old woman in the village dancing a great god, it seemed like that.

Finally, with a loud shout, everyone heard what she said next, "Northeast of Fenshui, the Zhu family of the Su family, the soul is lost, and I will return soon—"

Dao stopped as soon as he was done.

The water in the Fenshui River is getting colder, and the wind blowing over is slightly cool.

One of Jiang Changshi's subordinates, he swallowed a few times, pointed at the person covered with a white cloth tremblingly, "It's moving, it's gone, the dead are moving!"

"The corpse is fraudulent!" Someone was unsteady and couldn't help shouting.

The banks of the Fenshui River instantly became lively.

You push me, I squeeze you, like a ghost hitting a wall, but you can't turn this piece of land.

The husband of the deceased, Su Qinghe, took advantage of being unattended, and quietly crawled away on the ground. He put on a pair of black boots, and when he looked up, he saw a face that was more handsome than a woman. At this moment, he was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. , "Mr. Su Lang is not going to meet your soon-to-be-resurrected lady."

Su Qinghe's face froze, and then he said angrily, "I don't believe in such a thing. I never thought that the current yamen would actually believe in such ghosts and gods. It's really absurd!"

"What's the inside story of this case? You and I knew it from the moment we bumped into this commander. Now let's hear about your son first, and we'll talk about other things later." Chen Yizhi threw the spear, and all the ends of the gun disappeared. , Su Qinghe fell back to his original place.

　Good afternoon!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)