Zongmen Bai Yueguang she quit

Chapter 27 The Ghost Race
"...Naturally not." Rong Mo Ning froze for a long time, then he smiled stiffly: "You two have such a good relationship."

Mu Yao said generously: "I've already had breakfast, but the pastry seems to be really good, thank you very much."

"Don't worry about it, as long as you like it, come out after packing up." Rong Mo left in a hurry, his back actually looked a little embarrassed.

Shen Wuchuan looked at his shadow meaningfully, and involuntarily increased the strength in his hand, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was crushed by him.

He turned his head and showed another flattering smile to Dongfang Muyao: "What kind of cakes do senior sister like to eat? From now on, Achuan will make them for you."

"Why do you suddenly want to do it for me?"

"Because in this case, Senior Sister will not accept other people's things." He confessed.

Mu Yao's mind was still full of his words until she came out, she really couldn't figure it out, shouldn't Shen Wuchuan like Lin Qingli?But why did she feel that he was teasing her all the time, it was still undisguised.

Whether the missing person is related to the lost soul has yet to be determined, and everything has to be checked.

They plan to find a breakthrough from these lost souls first, and ask if there are any valuable clues.

The first person is a cowherd. When the villagers found him, his cows ran out hungry. When they entered the room, they found that he had been staying in the house for the past few days. He chanted words, and he didn't care that he was so hungry that he almost passed out.

When they entered the yard, the villagers tied him up early for fear that he would cause trouble, but even this couldn't stop him from gesturing back and forth on the ground with his turning head, and the ground was densely written with words.

"There are so many uncommon characters, and the level of education is quite high. It's a pity to herd cattle." Qin Sui said with both mockery and pity.

Seeing this, the village chief said embarrassingly: "My lord, you are laughing at me. This kid is a rough man, otherwise he wouldn't be herding cattle."

Bai Huajiu's eyes widened when he heard the words: "What kind of symptom is this? It's actually able to make people write. It's not bad."

Mu Yao keenly saw the circle of marks on his neck, and asked, "Did you abuse him?"

The village chief categorically denied it: "No, no, how could this happen? They all belong to the folks in the village, and we still deliver food to him every day."

"Then what happened to his neck?"

The village chief said: "Since he got this strange disease, he has been scribbling nonsense every day, or clamoring for death. At the beginning, we didn't take it seriously, but he wanted to hang himself. Thanks to our timely discovery, how could we have done it otherwise? Let him live till now."

"Looking for death..." Shen Wuchuan pondered.

Rong Mo looked carefully at the writing on the ground, and could only vaguely see a few words: "The Supreme God blesses me, reborn to create my soul, yin to yang, yang to yin, not to be violated..."

The other characters were covered up or too ugly to read clearly, Rong Mo asked, "Does anyone else have this situation?"

The village head continued: "Not necessarily, some people will be like this, and some people will burn incense and worship some gods every day."

Lin Qingli came to the Cowherd and whispered a lot of words to him softly, but he turned a deaf ear to them and just silently murmured a series of words they didn't understand, but Lin Qingli had no choice but to give up.

The second object of questioning was a scholar. It is conceivable how precious a scholar who came out of the village is. Since he got this disease, his family members have been desperately seeking medical treatment for him, but there is still no improvement.

When they passed by, the scholar saw three strange women, his chaotic eyes flashed with gold, and he rushed towards them frantically: "You guys come to me, you come to me hahaha I'm going to become a fairy soon !"

His family members stepped forward and held him down immediately. Qin Sui was taken aback and said angrily, "Lock him up, what does it look like?"

Rong Mo asked as usual: "Is he always this crazy?"

The scholar's mother wiped her tears and said, "I talk crazy every day, no one can understand."

The scholar frantically wanted to break free: "I'm not crazy! I want to become a fairy, if you stop me, I'll kill you! No one can stop me... Divine Lord, Divine Lord, help me, I want to go with you , I want to go with you..."

"Who is the god you're talking about? What's his name?" Bai Huajiu asked.

"Shenjun, Supreme God, none of you know him! Only I am the chosen believer!" He laughed wildly.

"Has he been anywhere or met anyone before he went crazy?" Bai Huajiu folded his arms and asked, "Also, does he have any tendency to masochistic?"

The scholar's mother seemed to have rehearsed hundreds of times, and she said it fluently: "My son is very diligent for the exam. He goes to the city to listen to school during the day, and at night, he will go to the hillside of the back mountain to study under the moonlight in order to make up his homework. Strange to say, since he got this disease, he has been arguing every day to find some kind of god, and if he is not allowed to go out, he will hit the wall, but it tossed my old bones to death." When she said this, she burst into tears: "Pity me This miserable child, if he knew this, he would rather not read this book, how could he suffer such a serious crime."

Mu Yao and Shen Wuchuan went to the mountain yesterday, and there were bright stars and fireflies over there, indeed there was plenty of light.

After asking several people one after another, they had vague guesses in their hearts. At noon, they were still having dinner at the village chief's house. The village chief asked them expectantly: "I wonder how the investigations of the immortal chiefs are going."

Bai Huajiu proudly expressed his analysis: "The result has already been reached. This matter must be related to the ghost clan."

The village head's eyes lit up: "Have you found out?"

Rong Mo also echoed: "It's indeed like the style of the ghost clan. Those evil spirits are best at bewitching people's hearts. This time, I'm afraid they are here to invite people to buy people's hearts and trick them into committing suicide and practicing the way of ghosts. This has caused many troubles."

Bai Huajiu nodded: "That's right, and they've all been to the back mountain, I guess there must be something tricky about the back mountain." After speaking, he asked others: "So who, has the missing girl been to the back mountain?"

Lin Qingli thought about it carefully, and then nodded: "I've been there, didn't her mother say that she often went to the back mountain to collect herbs in order to subsidize the family?"

"Then this matter is almost inseparable! It's in the back mountain! Let's act in the afternoon without delay."

The village chief's eyes were full of surprises: "At first, seeing that the adults were young, I was afraid that this matter would not be solved. I didn't expect to find the root of the trouble so soon. It's really great."

After lunch, the group of them prepared to enter the mountain. Qiao Yan hesitated to speak, and the village chief said worriedly: "Masters, you should be well prepared. The few immortals who came to the capital did not find out why. It also made those people even more crazy, this time we must cut the grass and root out."

Qin Sui Sui disdainfully said: "It's you who begged us to get rid of ghosts for you, and we didn't come here after you. Don't make it seem like we owe you."

The village head quickly said: "That's that, but I don't know what weapons the fairy capitals have prepared, can they be wiped out in one fell swoop?"

"I told you, do you understand?" Qin Sui rolled his eyes with his arms akimbo: "Spiritual sword formation, talismans, do you understand them all?"

(End of this chapter)