Corpse Retriever

"Just provide a clue for fun..."

Outside the door and window, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng looked at each other in disbelief.

How can such a thing be so casual, and how can it be classified as a game? Don't they know that doing so will ruin the life of a peer?

Tan Wenbin remembered the scene he saw in Wu Xinhui's memory. When the two confronted each other, they had such a conversation:

"Why do you want to frame me, why do you want to frame me, why!"

"It would be better if you died, it would be better if you died, no one would know if you died."

So, Wu Xinhui was so brave to chase the fleeing Zhao Junfeng with a dagger, not because he was the murderer, but to make this "joke" round?

How did such an incredible behavioral logic and motivation come about!

Tan Wenbin whispered: "I don't understand..."

Inside the house, Mao Chang'an's hideous laughter came:

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Obviously, the person who is most incomprehensible and the most difficult to accept now is him.

He spent a lot of effort, planning step by step, pretending not to know and keeping an eye on the progress, and even sacrificed his own son for this, but in the end, it turned out to be such a result.

"Please, let us go, we can give you whatever you want."

"Yes, yes, let us go, we won't tell anyone about what happened today, we must keep it secret."

Mao Chang'an's laughter stopped. He now wanted to torture the two people in front of him, but unfortunately, Wu Xinhui died too easily, which was a bargain for him.

However, Mao Chang'an just raised his hand and stopped when the silver needle appeared again on his fingertips.

Outside the window, Li Zhuiyuan, who noticed this detail, condensed his eyes slightly.

The old man is a ruthless character. Even if the plan collapsed and failed, even if he was so angry, he was still afraid of the way of heaven and suppressed his impulse and didn't take action.

He really loves himself.

At this time, the blood fragrance has burned out.

The bright array patterns originally painted on the floor tiles of the hall instantly turned into peeling paint.

Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin, who were standing side by side, began to shake, and strands of liquid continued to overflow from them. Because the puppets were damaged, they were out of control.

Mao Changan waved his hand and said earnestly: "You are innocent people, run quickly, and be careful."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya stood up and began to run away as if they had been pardoned, but the maze array set up when Mao Zhushan was still alive was still there. The two of them circled in place for a long time, but still could not run out of the hall gate.

This simple array could be broken by Mao Changan with a raise of his hand, but he did not do so. He covered his face, sobbed and cried about his dead son and the tragic situation here, while walking out of the hall, and knelt down with a "thump", continuing to confess to the heavens.

Obviously, he would not let the two women go, but he did not want to dirty his hands.

Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin stopped shaking, and the strong smell of death emanated from them. Zhao Junfeng's smell was stronger, while Qiu Minmin's smell was shallower, probably because the latter had just suffered a serious injury recently.

The two dead men instinctively looked at the two women who were still running in the house, and walked towards them step by step.

Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya screamed and retreated. Their backs were almost pressed against the door panel, very close to the position where Li Zhuiyuan and the other two were hiding and peeking inside.

The expressions on Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng's faces changed slightly, because they only needed to show their faces to save the two people.

But the two were obviously unwilling to do so. Not only did no one try to consult Xiaoyuan behind them, but one turned his face away and the other simply lowered his head.

Tan Wenbin: "Did you see the two murderers about to kill someone?"

Yin Meng understood and immediately replied: "No."

Tan Wenbin hesitated for a moment, felt that this statement was not good, and changed his words and asked again:

"Did you just see Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya run out of the hall?"

"I saw them, they just ran out!"

"That's great, they escaped and are safe."

"Yes, I'm so glad for them."

When people do something that violates "public order and good customs", they often find a way out for themselves. The purpose of doing so is to make themselves feel free of burden and not fall into internal consumption.

Many people died in the house tonight. They watched the show outside the whole time. If they had acted earlier, most of the people inside might not have died, but why did they act?

Ran Qiuping and Sun Hongxia had attacked themselves and others, and Runsheng is still lying in bed recovering from his injuries; Mao Zhushan deserved to die, and his father and master didn't care; as for Wu Xinhui and the other three...it seemed like no one would be blind.

After this treatment, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng both breathed a sigh of relief, and their thoughts became clear.

Even the two screams coming from the house did not make them feel unbearable and guilty.

Li Zhuiyuan stood behind and witnessed the inner drama of the two. Anyway, apart from the "explanation of the way of heaven", he did not have this process in his heart at all.

Everyone in the house died, Mao Changan stood up and walked into the house while wiping his tears.

His expression was first stunned, then unbearable, and finally angry:

"Two evil creatures, dare to kill living beings under my nose!"

Tan Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "It's worthy of being an old actor."

Yin Meng echoed: "Really dedicated."

Li Zhanyuan made a class summary: "Remember to learn, and then give the following notes to Runsheng, don't let him go to his homework."

Every time the adventure involved is a valuable experience.

Yin Meng is worse than Tan Wenbin in terms of cooperation, and always says some unsuitable nonsense, also because she has been calm since she joined the team to Nantong, and lacks the running in this team. Binbin is much more nonsense than her.

了 Changan was ready to clear the field, the planning failed, and his son and apprentice died, but life had to continue.

Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin walked towards him, apparently, he wanted to do it at him. He bent his waist and picked up the two damaged puppets on the ground. He died in the face of the two ends of the step by step. He did not panic. Retain the thread on the ground.

Li Zhanyuan turned, walked out of the hiding place, went straight to the door, looked at Chang'an, and said:

"Good evening."

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng did not understand why Xiao Yuan had to choose to appear at this time. First, let Xun Changan solve the two ends. Is it not good to come forward to solve the old man again?

This is also more in line with the previous plan of the three, but it can be solved from the first solution to the old man to one old man.

But I did n’t understand that I did n’t understand. The two still came to Li Zhanyuan's side quickly, holding the Yellow River shovel, and guarding one left and right.

刚 Changan held two fixed puppets, drew his fingers, and stopped on both ends. He stopped his footsteps, his fingertips tone again, his two ended fell to the door, facing the door.

Immediately, Ji Changan stretched out three fingers in his left hand, and his right arm was screwed. After some crosses, he finally came up and down:

"Chang'an, the ancestor was inserted into Jinling Qinhuai Wharf. I wonder which pier the little brother is sitting?"

When you meet with him, the most old -fashioned is actually afraid, first, the bottom, also to avoid friction as much as possible.

There is no way, there are fewer people in this line of housekeeping skills in this line, and they really tear up their faces. That is really no one life.

At this time, if you mention the "sitting in the wharf", it is intentionally inserted.

Li Zhanyuan's hands inserted their pockets, but too lazy to return to gift, but said straightforwardly:

"I am not sitting in the dock, I worshiped Liu Jialong King."

， Changan's expression was stagnant, the panic was visible to the naked eye, and even the whole person took back several steps in a row, anxiously explained:

"I taught my son to have no square, causing my son to go astray and brew so tragedy. Now I have gone to destroy my relatives, clean up the endgame, and please learn from it!"

He was scared.

But his fear was different from the shock of Yinfuhai when he was reported to the door of Ghost Street in Fengdu.

Yinfuhai is a small county for generations. It is just a rumor and hearing about the things on the river. However, there is a way to get the brand of the cultural relics protection unit to hang in front of his house.

What he was afraid is not the prestige of the Liu family in the past, but now!

This could not help reminding Li Zhanyuan's speakers who had been to Nantong.

It seems that even after walking after the Ding family dinner in the mountain city, Grandma Liu also hid himself and did not lie to herself, but did not finish the truth.

Li Zhanyuan pointed to the two puppets held in Changan's hand and asked: "Can you throw one over and show me?"

。 Changan hesitated.

Alas, maybe it is really thrown to yourself?

Li Zhanyuan continued: "Let's close it, it's all our people outside."

Although it is clear, unless Runsheng is discharged with a hanging bottle, there is absolutely no one outside.

However, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng still raised their chests with their own idiots, especially Tan Wenbin, and there was a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You please."

Changan threw the female doll to Li Zhanyuan.

The above was all needles. Li Zhanyuan didn't pick it up. Yin Meng took a flowering hand, first unloaded his head, and then caught the trend, and handed it to Li Zhanyuan.

发生 Chang'an said: "What happened here, I can do a full explanation, it is ..."

Li Zhanyuan nodded while looking at the doll: "Rest assured, we will not be wronged with a good person, and we will not let go of a bad person."

The teenager was determined that the old man in front of him used himself as a person like Yu Shu. It seems that Uncle Qin should not choose a place to live in a place after leaving the grandfather's house. He had something to do.

After the inspection, Li Zhanyuan threw the woman even to the ground at will.

While landing, the needle was touched, and Qiu Minmin made several weird postures in a row.

： Changan doubted: "You are ..."

Li Zhanyuan pointed to Zhao Junfeng: "He is actually not controlled by your doll, he is installed from beginning to end."

“Changan was surprised:" What, how is this possible? "

"Believe it or not, I just didn't come out, do you want to use this puppet to control them to solve themselves, and complete the last step of the dead corpse destruction?

You will die, he is actually waiting for this opportunity. "

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Junfeng rushed towards Changan.

狈 Changan rolled a embarrassed sideways and was avoided.

He quickly fiddled with the men's puppet with his fingertips, but he had no effect. Zhao Junfeng rotated in the air in the air, rushed again, opened his mouth, and spit bleeding in his mouth.

Seeing this, he had to throw out the puppet and avoid it again, but this time his right arm was swept by the red mist. Not only did his clothes break, his arm was burned a layer.

"Why is this?"

It was not only Mao Changan who did not understand the situation, but also Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng. However, the two of them continued to frown. No matter how confused Tan Wenbin was, he still forced out an expression of "see, that's it".

At this time, Qiu Minmin was covered with a layer of mud and rushed towards Mao Changan from behind.

Mao Changan once again turned sideways, took out a silver needle from his hand, stabbed Qiu Minmin, and then pulled along the silk thread for a while, closing the distance between the two sides, and kicked sideways.

"Bang!"

Qiu Minmin, who had been seriously injured, was kicked to the ground.

Just as Mao Changan was about to ride on and cut off Qiu Minmin's head with the silver thread, Zhao Junfeng appeared, and Mao Changan had to give up first and retreat quickly.

While retreating, he was still shouting: "Please help me surrender and die!"

Li Zhuiyuan clapped his hands: "You continue, we won't disturb you."

After saying that, he retreated.

"You..."

Mao Chang'an's eyes were red with anger, and at this moment he finally reacted: "You are not from the Dragon King's family!"

Li Zhuiyuan ignored him and continued to retreat. Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin also retreated with him. After the three retreated to a safe distance, they stopped to watch the show.

Tan Wenbin couldn't help asking again: "Brother Xiaoyuan?"

"That night in the dance studio, I tried to control Qiu Minmin, but found that she was controlled by another consciousness, a ghost.

When I saw Mao Zhushan use the puppet to control the two dead bodies, I was confused.

It's not that this kind of evil magic can't control the dead.

But I don't think I can't compete with even a puppet."

That night, Li Zhuiyuan was just one step away from completely controlling Qiu Minmin, but the consciousness in Qiu Minmin's body was extremely tenacious and fought against him desperately.

But the puppet is a dead object, where does the consciousness of resistance come from.

So, the one who controlled Qiu Minmin was definitely another existence.

Mao Zhushan and Mao Changan both practiced the evil book and used puppets to control corpses, which means that the one who really controlled Qiu Minmin was not them.

Almost everyone in the house was dead. Using the process of elimination, no matter how unlikely it was, that was the final answer.

The one who had been controlling Qiu Minmin was Zhao Junfeng.

"Brother Binbin, do you still remember the memory scene you saw when you were walking in the underworld?"

"I remember..."

"Have you noticed that Wu Xinhui's memory scene is very confusing."

"Ah, yes, Wu Xinhui is obviously not the murderer, but that part gives people the feeling that he is the murderer who deliberately came to kill people to silence them."

"It is obvious that the memory scene can be adjusted earlier, for example, Wu Xinhui and the other two did not really see the murderer, and the truth can be easily revealed, but this part was deliberately not cut out.

In addition, there are many doors there, and three doors are closed. One door can be opened, and Qiu Minmin's face is inside. The other two doors cannot be opened. Since there is Qiu Minmin, there should also be Zhao Junfeng's, but Zhao Junfeng's memory is closed. "

"What about the other door?"

"I originally thought it was Mao Chang'an's, after all, he is not dead and is also in this game. Now I think it may not be... It should be something deeper that resides in Zhao Junfeng's body, such as the book they talked about. "

"Can a book do this?"

"Some things are very evil. Did Runsheng tell you that there is a copper coin buried in the grave in Shigang? Even if I left home to go to college, I didn't take it.

It's not that I forgot, but I'm really not sure to touch it now. "

If you get that thing in your hand, you will get Tai Sui if you are not careful, like an infectious disease.

"So, now it seems that Mao Chang'an is not the oriole?"

"Well, the mantis stalks the cicada, and a chain of food follows behind it."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you deliberately went out just now, do you want them to kill each other first?"

"What else? We are here to clean up the mess. The old man is the mastermind and should be dealt with. Since it has been proved that it is not the puppet that is really controlling Qiu Minmin but Zhao Junfeng, then Zhao Junfeng also has a grudge against us.

They are all targets to be dealt with, how can we let the old man be ambushed and killed like this? Let them bite each other and bleed first, wouldn't it save us trouble?"

Tan Wen Bin: "Brother, if you feel tired and overwhelmed one day, I will help you pretend for a while."

Yin Meng asked at this time: "What is the ultimate purpose of all this?"

"Yin Yang and Life and Death, how can it be so easy to refine it? According to Wei Zhengdao, only those famous and upright sects have the foundation to try to make this thing.

Two corpse retrievers, or sitting on the dock, how can they make such a scene?"

Yin Meng looked a little sad, her family also sat on the dock, no, after her grandfather died, she came to Nantong, and her Yin family didn't even have a dock.

"I suspect that there is something wrong with the record in the book that they got. It is probably the same as your Yin family's twelve methods, a simplified version that makes people feel that it can be easily mastered."

Yin Meng felt that her chest was hit again.

"As for the ultimate goal, although it's a bit absurd, I guess it's relatively limited. It wants to have a carrier and regain its freedom at the same time."

Tan Wenbin: "The old man seems to be dying?"

Inside the house, Mao Changan tried to escape several times, but was intercepted by Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin, as if they wanted to keep him here at all costs.

"Zhao Junfeng, since you are not controlled and have consciousness, you should know that even if you kill me, you will have to face those three people when you go out later!"

"Those three people may have come a long time ago. They haven't left yet. They just want us to kill them first so that we can clean up the situation. If you want to take Qiu Minmin with you, I won't stop you. You two can go now. It's up to you whether you poison the living beings to vent your resentment or escape into the river or the sea!"

"Zhao Junfeng, let's join forces first and deal with the three people outside. Then we can decide whether to live or die. This way, we won't be taken advantage of by outsiders!"

Tan Wenbin: "The old man is a little bit unpretentious."

Yin Meng curled her lips: "So shameless."

Tan Wenbin: "But Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin seem to be staring at him and want to kill him. Are they so bitter and vengeful?"

Death is not the person in life. Zhao Junfeng killed Ran Qiuping and Sun Hongxia under the premise that he can control himself and Qiu Minmin, which proves that he has long been out of the original identity bondage.

Under this premise, if he is really wise, it seems that he should consider the old man's proposal.

Li Zhuiyuan: "The book is on the old man."

Mao Chang'an was really forced into a corner. He had many wounds and blood on his body. If he didn't fight hard, he would really lose his life here.

He pierced his palms with his two thumb nails, opened bloody wounds, and then pulled out two red lines from them.

The red lines were propped up, and he exerted force on his waist and bounced forward.

Just at this time, Zhao Junfeng rushed over and spit out red mist from his mouth again, but when the red mist touched the red line that popped out, it made a "sizzling" sound, not only did it disperse by itself, but it also didn't block the red line at all.

The red line bounced on Zhao Junfeng, like an ink fountain, leaving a red mark on Zhao Junfeng's chest, and then quickly melted.

"Bang!"

Zhao Junfeng was bounced out, his body twisted, and the part of his body that was stained with red lines began to fall off.

Qiu Minmin appeared behind Mao Chang'an and stabbed with both arms.

Mao Changan shrank back, and did not choose to dodge, but leaned back, and his shoulder hit Qiu Minmin hard.

As Qiu Minmin retreated, the mud on his body quickly stuck to Mao Changan, and poured into his wounds.

"Ah!!!"

Mao Changan screamed, but his arms still wrapped around Qiu Minmin's neck, and then he exerted all his strength!

"Puff..."

Qiu Minmin's head was cut off.

The headless corpse stepped back a few steps, stretched out his arms, pus gushed out from the incision on his neck, black air overflowed, and resentment began to dissipate.

"Fuck, the old man is so strong." Tan Wenbin swallowed his saliva subconsciously, "Without Brother Xiaoyuan's backup, Yin Meng and I really can't beat him. How did the red line come out of his body?"

Yin Meng: "He kept it in his body and used it as tendons."

"So cruel, Mengmeng, do you know this?"

"No, I heard my grandfather mention it when I was a child."

"This set of things doesn't look like the right way at all."

When Li Zhuiyuan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the bloody gills that appeared on Uncle Qin's body before he went down the river. In fact, the right way is bloody.

After dealing with Qiu Minmin, Mao Changan used the red line to force Zhao Junfeng back continuously, but every time he wanted to take this opportunity to get away, Zhao Junfeng stuck to him again, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

But this also gave Mao Chang'an a chance. He pretended to leave the hall again. When Zhao Junfeng rushed over again, he kicked his feet, jumped back, and sat directly on Zhao Junfeng.

He pressed his arms down, and the red line pulled towards Zhao Junfeng's neck.

Zhao Junfeng raised his arms and stabbed Mao Chang'an's thighs. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out red mist crazily.

"Die for me, die for me, die for me!"

Mao Chang'an didn't care and risked everything.

"Puff..."

Zhao Junfeng's head was also cut off and rolled on the ground for several circles.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

Mao Chang'an was covered in blood, like a bloody man, limping towards the door. Facing the three people standing outside the house, he smiled.

Against the backdrop of blood stains, his teeth were very white.

The red line in his hand had broken, and the skin and flesh from his face to his arms and legs were obviously loose, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.

But he still didn't give up. Knowing that he didn't have the strength to fight anymore, he said:

"You set the conditions, just give me a chance to live."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You have to die."

"Why? I have no grudge against you."

Li Zhuiyuan replied seriously: "If I don't kill you, the three of us will come here tonight and do nothing, which will make us look stupid."

Mao Changan: "..."

Tan Wenbin echoed: "Yes, yes, it's true that the show is exciting and beautiful when we come out late at night, but we have to do something so that we can feel involved. ”

Mao Changan: "My every move is in accordance with the rules. If you kill me, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"

Tan Wenbin pointed at the three of them and said, "It's okay. If we divide it among the three of us, there shouldn't be much left after averaging it out."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Without my previous reminder, you would have died in Zhao Junfeng's sneak attack, so your life belongs to me."

Yin Meng looked at Tan Wenbin: "The difference in brains."

Mao Changan slumped to the ground with a "plop". He took out a piece of talisman paper and ignited it with his fingertips.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one book, one bar!

He could barely walk now. If he didn't stop the bleeding, excessive blood loss could lead to his death, so he knew very well that he had no chance of escape.

Selfish people are not only very afraid of death, but also afraid that others will take advantage of them.

The talisman he just ignited is the "key" to the house.

The moment the talisman paper burned, the wind in the temple changed its taste.

The original yin and yang pattern began to rub and collide, and a strong yin energy overflowed from the bronze door under the general statue. Groups of green ghost fire rose in the air, and lines of fire appeared on the ground.

"My things, no one of you can take them away, no one can..."

The fire began to appear, and it was ignited without dead ends, and soon it spread from everywhere.

Yin Meng: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll kill him, and then we'll leave."

"Let's go."

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and ran out directly.

Yin Meng didn't understand. Wouldn't it be stupid if he didn't kill someone?

And although the fire started at this time, it was not yet extremely critical. He would have time to run away after killing someone.

Tan Wenbin had already caught up. Seeing this, Yin Meng glanced at Mao Changan who was sitting there, and ran out with him.

"Hehe..."

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Mao Changan laughed, and then looked at the flames burning around him, his face showed loneliness.

Reaching out, he took out a book with a white cover and a black background from his arms.

Looking down, looking at the cover of the book, hatred flashed in his eyes. He knew that if it weren't for this book, he and his son would still live a peaceful life, pass on the family tradition, maintain peace in one place, and prevent death from causing trouble in the world, and not disgrace the ancestors.

It was because of its appearance that changed everything, and it was all caused by it.

But soon, greed and attachment appeared in Mao Changan's eyes again. He loved this book, and loved it to the bottom of his heart.

Hearing the truth in the morning, he can die in the evening; ordinary corpse-recoverers sitting on the dock, where can they get the real profound inheritance? It was this book that made him see the real excitement. It turned out that this world could still have such possibilities.

Zhushan, my good son, my good disciple, you feel the same as I do.

What does it matter if you lose your life to see the scenery of that world?

We just failed, not succeeded. How many people can succeed in history?

After all, we, father and son, have seen more than others and our ancestors...

The cold wind blew, and the first page was opened. It was blank.

Mao Changan was stunned. He immediately turned to the second page, blank, and then to the third page, blank. He continued to turn, all blank!

The book is real. He remembers the touch of this paper, but the method of refining Yin and Yang accompanied by life and death, the method of controlling corpses with needle puppets, how come they are gone?

"No, no, no, no!!!"

Mao Changan kept turning the pages. He could accept failure, he could accept his own son as the price of failure, but he could not accept that this was just a scam from beginning to end!

The method of refining Yin-Yang with Life and Death it gave was not real. This book teased himself and his son. He and his son had completely become the playthings of this book!

"It can't be like this, it can't be like this, please, please, release the words, release the words, even if it is wrong, even if it is fake, please, give me some words, give me some words..."

Suddenly, the headless Zhao Junfeng in the hall slowly stood up.

Mao Chang'an heard the movement and looked back.

Zhao Junfeng's clothes fell off, and the flesh on his chest also fell off a lot because of the red line sweeping it before, but in the depths of the bloody flesh, there was a woman's face, slowly squirming.

It was Qiu Minmin's face.

The headless Zhao Junfeng walked in front of Mao Chang'an, stretched out his hand, grabbed Mao Chang'an's head, and kept exerting force.

"Ahhh..."

"Bang!"

The head exploded, and red and white splashed all over the ground.

Zhao Junfeng bent down and picked up the book with a white cover and black background. There was a lot of dirt on it, but it disappeared in an instant as if it was absorbed.

The woman's face on the chest opened her mouth and the book was bitten by the woman.

A pool of mud appeared around Zhao Junfeng, wrapping him up. Before the fire burned here, he moved out along the ground.

After leaving the scorching sea of ​​fire and the General Temple, he went straight to the nearest river, like a fish that had regained its freedom and was about to return to the water.

However, as the fish swam, the fire of the General Temple below was still so clear.

Finally, the fish stopped.

The mud slowly faded away, Zhao Junfeng looked around, and the eyes of the woman on the chest kept looking around.

He was trapped.

"Hehehe."

Tan Wenbin slowly stood up, holding the seven-star hook in his left hand and the Luosheng umbrella in his right hand.

In an emergency, it is most appropriate to take the Yellow River shovel, but when you really need to cooperate and have sufficient conditions and equipment, you have to clarify your position.

Next to him, Yin Meng was holding a Yellow River shovel. When Runsheng was not around, she would attack.

"Hehe, hahaha..."

Tan Wenbin laughed non-stop.

Yin Meng could not help but glance at him and said, "You laugh like a villain in a TV series."

Tan Wenbin held back his laughter and licked his lips: "Don't say it, it feels really happy to be a villain."

After a pause, Tan Wenbin asked again: "Brother Xiaoyuan, how did you guess there were additional questions?"

Li Zhuiyuan sat on a stone and said calmly:

"It's not an additional question, it's that the total score is not satisfactory, and a face is missing."

Then, the boy supported his knees with his elbows and his chin with his palms:

"Don't delay, solve it before the fire attracts people."

Tan Wenbin pouted at Yin Meng: Look, who really looks like a villain.

Yin Meng did not refute.

The two of them said in their mouths: "Three or three are born, four or four entered the dry, two -questioned hexagram, three -nine docking ..."

Li Zhanyuan couldn't help but cover his eyes and cover his eyes. This scene seemed to enter the test room with a multiplication trick, and he was so stupid that he didn't see it.

The seven -star hooks in Tan Wenbin extended, and he hooked up Zhao Junfeng. Zhao Junfeng wanted to dodge, but it was obvious that he moved back and quickly turned forward, hooked by the hook.

Yin Meng stepped forward, it was a shovel.

When Zhao Junfeng reacted to resist, Tan Wenbin opened the umbrella and blocked all the mud sputtering over.

With the timely removal of the umbrella, Yin Meng was shot again.

Zhao Junfeng couldn't escape and couldn't escape, but he couldn't escape. He was resolved again and again.

His state was cut off by Changan, which was cut off for a fake manner. This slumped state, and then encountered the suppression of the array method carefully arranged in advance. Essence

The cooperation of Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng's extremely rigid board has strangled any possibility of reversal and miracles.

However, it became a bit boring to make this fight.

Li Zhanyuan sighed. If it is moist, with the power of Runsheng, it should have ended. Yin Meng is still too big in terms of simplicity. Suitable for your own position.

At the feet of the teenager, there are still many remaining array flags. When the formation is loose or broken, he needs to take the flag to repair it.

However, this smooth situation at the moment, the formation method is stable, and the effect of the formation method naturally subsides, and he is fine at all.

This is why he could not accept Runsheng's last mistake. He obviously had a more rational team choice, but was about to be controlled at that moment.

Li Zhanyuan's attention, more concentrated books that are holding in women's mouths.

The copper coin staying in Shigang, if you don't touch it, it is very quiet, but this book should have some activity, and it may even actively deceive people.

Forget it, add a fire for yourself to end early.

Li Zhanyuan stood up and shouted, "Remember, you are not allowed to read that book later, that book is mine!"

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng heard the inner thoughts after the shouting:

Uh, do you need to shout, isn't it yours? Even in front of them, they dare not flip!

At this moment, the woman's mouth opened, spit out the book, and landed on the ground.

Then, Zhao Junfeng stood in place, not moving, letting people kill.

Rao is so, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng still stablely follow the old rhythm, attacking and defending once, until Yin Meng completely shot the face on the chest of Zhao Junfeng.

Finally, "Tongtong", Zhao Junfeng leaned back, fell to the ground, a pus came out, and the black gas dissipated.

Solved!

"Huh ..." Yin Meng relieved, and her arm had been out of force, and her palm had been bloody.

Tan Wenbin supported Luo Sheng's umbrella to the ground and rubbed his waist.

In fact, in the last period of time, they knew that they could be more presumptuous, and people gave up their resistance, but they couldn't help it. They were still thinking about the tricks and fear of making mistakes, and naturally they could only continue to glance.

"Close your eyes."

The two closed their eyes obediently.

Li Zhanyuan also walked down with his eyes closed. He could remember the position below, so he walked very well, and came to the written book to stand and settle.

Obviously there was no wind, but he heard the sound of the book flipping.

Li Zhanyuan likes reading, but this is the first time.

Unfortunately, this wink can only be thrown to the blind man.

Li Zhanyuan took out a canvas, and the wooden rolls in the canvas were still purple. Each piece was placed from the ancestral tablet.

A Li personally carved out the lines, placed it in the cloth, and sew.

Its problem is that it is convenient to use the exorcism whip, but there is no doubt that the canvas have always been the most powerful appliance for evil spirits.

Li Zhanyuan covered the canvas on the book.

"Zizi Zizi ..."

Suddenly, it seemed to fall into the water in the boiling oil pan, and the burnt smoke smelling in the nose.

"well……"

Li Zhanyuan sighed and didn't know when he could see A Li. This thing was broken and could not be repaired.

Soon, the teenager realized that this idea was wrong, and A Li was not his own tool.

Therefore, he quickly made self -correction in his heart:

A Li is not around. This is the thoughts of A Li staying here.

This kind of thinking is obviously more appropriate.

Li Zhanyuan enjoys this feeling, because only when he involves A Li, his inner thoughts will become more active, and he will no longer weigh the advantages and disadvantages and motivations of a single place.

The sound of "Zizi" gradually calmed down, and I didn't know if the canvas were burned through or finally pressed the thing.

Li Zhanyuan bent down, and stretched out his hand carefully from the edge.

It's dangerous, not burning, but the canvas have become very thin and thin, which means that most of the purple wood rolls in it have become dark.

Fortunately, this book is indeed town.

Li Zhanyuan took the purple exorcism whip out, wrapped the book with canvas first, and tied it with an exorcism whip, and a knot was killed.

After doing this, Li Zhanyuan opened his eyes and looked at the cloth bag wrapped in the whip in his hand.

Grandma Liu could not let Grandma Liu see this, and she couldn't let her know that Qin Liu's ancestor Liezong was brought by herself.

Even if this step is to do this, the teenager still feels a bit insurement. This thing is not unconscious like the copper coin. It has its own consciousness. He called it before, and it took the initiative to "vote for".

Therefore, it is inappropriate to dig a pit to bury it. In case it comes out someday, it is just so hot, and it may find a way to find a body to find revenge.

I still have to bring it back to the dormitory and watch it myself.

Take out the rune paper he draws, Li Zhanyuan put it on, and the rune paper did not change color, which was very stable.

"Brother Binbin, do you still have rune paper there?"

"Yes, my bags are all."

"You can open your eyes." Then, Li Zhanyuan threw this bag to Tan Wenbin, "Full it."

"Okay!"

At this time, Zhao Junfeng's body has turned into pus, and the fire of the below of the General Temple below is destined to burn everything clean.

This saves the kung fu of the post -to -post. If it is just a disappearance or arson case, it will not surprise the person like Yu Shu.

Li Zhanyuan doesn't want to deal with them now, because when he is, it is easy to meet Li Lan.

I have my own way to go, just like now, my team can believe my partner, um, although the most believed today has not come.

"Pack up and pack things, let's go back to school."

The General Mountain was relatively remote, and the taxi was hardly seen at night. For the sake of insurance, the three deliberately walked out of a distance from the private car that was only found in the world to help the driver help to send it to the school.

When I entered the school, I was not yet on. I was afraid that the security guards at the door were impressed. The three did not go the door, but chose to turn over the wall.

Walking in the cold campus of the campus, Tan Wenbin laughed at himself: "Today, the fare is so expensive. If there is no money, it really can't afford the magic and can't afford the way."

Yin Meng said: "After school, the store can make money. When we save, we can buy a car for ourselves. This will be convenient in the future. Jinling's price is really expensive."

Tan Wenbin: "Yeah, let's be good at Xiaonong."

Yin Meng: "The price is similar to Jinling, and the salary is lower."

Tan Wenbin coughed twice and shifted the topic: "However, Xiao Yuan, do we use so careful, and still come in? Even if the school finds that Wu Xinhui is missing, we will not doubt our heads. "

"It's five."

"Uh ... yes, there are five."

There is also a shop selling aunt, an auntie.

"Under normal circumstances, we can't find our heads, but if you meet a policeman like your dad again?"

I remember that afternoon, outside Shi Nan Town Mei Mei Video Hall, Tan Yunlong just got out of the car and looked around, and walked towards herself.

In this picture, Li Zhanyuan still remembers it.

"Ah, when I call my dad next time, I will tell him Xiao Yuan's sentence. Believe me, my dad will be happy because of this."

Yin Meng laughed: "Your father and son are so good."

Tan Wenbin: "By the way, you said, since Qiu Minmin was not killed by Wu Xinhui, who was the murderer who killed Qiu Minmin?"

Yin Meng: "Will it, Zhao Junfeng killed?"

Tan Wenbin shook his head: "How is it possible, in Zhao Junfeng's memory picture, he was calling himself to be wronged all the way, and he did not kill him."

Yin Meng: "Then when you saw the incident, did Zhao Junfeng remember?"

"No."

"I heard that when the death penalty was on the shooting range, I would continue to call myself wrong."

Tan Wenbin blinked: "I'm leaving, wouldn't it really be the killing of Zhao Junfeng? Oh, if it wasn't for the person he killed, what did he run? Saying that you are a murderer, you must say that you are wronged. "

Li Zhanyuan said: "What kind of career are you?"

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin said in a different say: "The corpse man."

Li Zhanyuan: "What is the most basic condition formed by death?"

Yin Meng: "Resentment."

Tan Wenbin patted his forehead: "Then Zhao Junfeng died of injustice, and he was wronged."

Li Zhanyuan shook his head: "In fact, there will be exceptions, but the five people who have disappeared this time are related to the case seven years ago. The police will definitely restart the investigation. he.

Maybe, the real murderer is now in this school. "

Yin Meng first returned to the store to put things to feed the dog, and then had to go to the infirmary to visit Runsheng.

When Li Qianyuan and Tan Wenbin returned to the dormitory, when they passed Lu Yi's bedroom, they found that the door was open. There was a matter of previous evils. Tan Wenbin pushed the door in and looked at it.

"Others are not here."

Back to his bedroom, Tan Wenbin was responsible for wiping the appliances and sorting up.

As soon as he washed, the sound of slippers came behind him. It was Lu Yi, and he looked at his expression.

"Prodigy, why are you taking a bath now?"

"It's too hot, can't sleep."

"Brother Prodigy, I just got up to urinate. You guess what I saw when I came back. The red intestine on the table was gone, it was gone!"

"oh."

"Prodigy, do you say is this good or bad?"

"Good things, the offerings are useful."

"Well, that's fine, that's good, it's so pitiful, I now suspect that this ghost was also from my hometown of Nagada during his lifetime."

"Maybe."

"Then I will provide two more red intestines next time, even if it is a ghost, it will not make the fellow villagers be full."

Li Zhanyuan returned to the bedroom with a basin. Tan Wenbin sat on the ground holding a towel and wiped the umbrella carefully. The red intestine in his mouth had eaten more than half.

"I slept first, brother."

"Well, you sleep first, brother."

Li Zhanyuan lay in bed and closed his eyes, and he fell asleep soon.

But when Tianliang was just as long as he was, he woke up. On the bed next door, Tan Wenbin, who was cleaning up and taking a bath, was holding the pillow to sleep.

Li Zhanyuan sat up. Generally, his biological clock was very stable unless it was overdrawn yesterday.

But the teenager felt that this stable biological clock was destined to maintain it for too long, because it was missing three times on that day.

At this moment, the dormitory came downstairs outside the window: Teana came from:

"Xiaoyuan, eat breakfast!"