weird world corpse

Chapter 14
Fang Mu first checked the body where the black hair was entwined, took out a thin needle from the wooden box, and fiddled with it slightly.

The hair is tied tightly, and this hair is very strange, there is no joint, it is connected together in one piece, and the joint is smooth.

Human hair is one by one, but this hair is like welding, perfectly welded into a ring shape, and can strangle people to death.

Ancient Yue Kingdom didn't have such a fine craftsmanship that could weld hair, and it could just strangle people, so it was so tight that it was difficult to pick out a needle.

Fang Mu is very sure that this matter has something to do with the female corpse in Tsing Yi.

"My lord...how did this...the village head die?"

The villagers looked at each other and pushed the middle-aged villagers out again.

Fang Mu shook his hand, motioned to stop talking, and looked at the corpse's cheek.

The cheeks of the corpse were bulging, and there seemed to be something inside.

After taking out a bottle of spirits from the wooden box to sterilize the needle, Fang Mu took out a pair of homemade cloth gloves and put them on for himself.

Life needs a sense of ritual, and so does an autopsy.

Fang Mu pinched the corpse's cheek and opened the corpse's mouth.

As soon as it was opened, dense hair emerged from the corpse's mouth.

At this time, a strange fragrance came from the hair on the limbs.

Fang Mu is very familiar with this strange fragrance, it is the strange fragrance of that strange potion.

However, the smell was much lighter. After the two strands of true qi in the body circulated, Fang Mu had no effect.

"Gudu... gudu..."

Fang Mu looked back and found that all the villagers behind him were greedy, staring at the hair on the village chief's limbs.

"The effect is so strong?"

Fortunately, the strange fragrance dissipated quickly, and the villagers recovered and looked at each other suspiciously, forgetting what they had started to do.

[You touch the nameless corpse and gain a trace of true energy. 】

When the notification sound came, there was nothing but a trace of true energy.

Having harvested three strands of true energy, Fang Mu became much stronger.

"My lord..." The middle-aged man whispered: "But what did you find?"

Fang Mu put the tool back into the wooden box, and said, "I was strangled to death, I need to go back and tell the county magistrate."

The middle-aged man showed shock, trembled, and said: "My lord, he is the head of a village, who would dare to kill him? We are all honest villagers, and we would never do such a heartless thing. thing."

Fang Murao said with interest: "It's not that you killed him, why are you so anxious?"

"This..." The middle-aged man faltered, unable to speak.

Fang Mu collapsed the wooden box and said, "I'm only doing an autopsy, not investigating a case. It's useless for you to tell me. Go and prepare a room for me."

"Ah?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, as if suspecting that he had heard it wrong, he repeated again: "Prepare the room?"

Fang Mu nodded and said: "It's getting late, and you are in a remote place. It's not safe to go back on the mountain road, so is there a problem with staying for one night?"

All of this is probably related to the female corpse in Tsing Yi. Fang Mu wanted to see what else would happen here, and if he could find the female corpse in Tsing Yi.

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll arrange it for you."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man winked, and immediately a villager came over and led Fang Mu to the residence.

The village is like this, there is no extra dwelling place, the most is to live with the villagers.

Fang Mu shook his head and said, "I want to live in the village chief's room."

The middle-aged man looked distressed, pointed to a ruin in the distance, and said: "At that time we thought it was too scary, so we burned the house..."

Fang Mu: "..."

Another clue is broken, you really know how to do things.

Having no other choice, Fang Mu followed the villagers to a house.

"My lord, I would like to trouble you for a night of grievances." The villagers waited on them cautiously, for fear that Fang Mu would reveal the fact that they were planning to burn the corpses.

This room is very simple, but it is not bad in the village, and there is nothing particular about the conditions.

Fang Mu sat on the stool, pointed to another place, and said, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

The villagers showed distress on their faces, but they still sat down, with a nervous expression, and clenched their hands into fists.

"Are you familiar with that hair?" Fang Mu asked.

The muscles on the villager's face trembled, and he stammered: "No... I don't know."

Fang Mu smiled and waved his hand, indicating that there was nothing more to ask.

After receiving the instructions, the villagers left quickly as if they had received an amnesty.

After the villagers left, Fang Mu showed a thoughtful expression.

Judging from the performance of the villagers and the degree of stuttering in the answers, it is false to say that they do not know the truth.

But since the villagers answered that they didn't know, they must be trying to hide something, and no matter how much they asked, there would be no results.

Fang Mu lightly tapped the table with his hands, making a thumping sound, and said in his heart: "Since you killed someone here, it seems that something will happen again, and I just happened to run into it, so you don't have to run away... "

……

Time passed, until the night.

Fang Mu sat at the table, the dim oil lamp flickered, illuminating his face flickeringly.

It was late at night, but nothing was found.

Just when Fang Mu felt that the female corpse in Tsing Yi would not come again, a cold gaze suddenly came.

Fang Mu took out the ghost thorn from his bosom, opened the door directly, and saw the scene outside the room.

Outside the room, a female corpse in Tsing Yi stood facing him, her hair was still bald.

However, Fang Mu subtly noticed that the hair of the female corpse in Tsing Yi seemed to be longer.

The last time I saw it was still dragged to the buttocks, but this time it has grown to the thigh.

The cold eyes kept lingering on Fang Mu's body, and the eyes of the corpse-spotted female corpse in Tsing showed endless resentment.

"Come."

Three strands of zhenqi circulated in Fang Mu's body, and in an instant he came to the body of the woman in Tsing Yi, and the ghost thorn in his hand had already been shot.

The flaming ghost stabbed across, and the female corpse in blue disappeared like foam, leaving behind a strand of hair that was turning into ashes.

"Run away again?"

The cold feeling gradually disappeared, Fang Mu withdrew the ghost thorn, and heard a cry from outside.

"What happened?"

Fang Mu rushed out the door and saw the villagers gathering beside a tree not far away.

The tree... was covered with corpses of villagers, there were as many as a dozen of them, and the tree was slightly bent under the weight.

What hangs on the villager is nothing but black hair.

The villagers cried loudly, and only a few were able to keep calm.

Fang Mu walked over and said slowly, "I think... so many people died, you should tell the truth."

Seeing Fang Mu approaching, the crying villagers stopped abruptly, with a look of fear on their faces.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, ignored Fang Mu, and said loudly: "Go to the ancestral hall, go to the ancestral hall, it won't harm me!"

This sentence, like a stone falling into the calm water, aroused the strong approval of the villagers.

"Yes, there are ancestors and ancestors in the ancestral hall to protect us!"

"Go to the ancestral hall, it won't harm us!"

"Go, I'm so scared..."

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