My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu comforted: "Even such a vulgar bigwig aunt can accept me, why are you afraid of a little girl?"

Chen Mu deliberately emphasized the words 'rough' and 'big'.

"Well, I'll think about it."

Meng Yanqing nodded, but she didn't hear that the other party was racing towards her again. "You really didn't write that poem?"

"Of course not." Chen Mu spread his hands.

He was telling the truth. This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Luo Binwang, so it really wasn't him.

Meng Yanqing could see that Chen Mu wasn't lying, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

I don't know why it was lost.

-

Back at the yamen, Wen Wenren had already finished interrogating Mu Erhe, sitting on a stone bench in the outer courtyard, holding a wooden branch and drawing circles on the ground boredly.

Seeing Chen Mu coming, he quickly got up: "How is it, do you have any clues?"

"How about Mu Erhe's interrogation?"

Chen Mu was not in a hurry to tell the other party the progress of the case, but asked.

Wen Wenren took out the recorded confession and handed it to him: "That's all, I pried out everything that can be pried out, even how many times he had sex with his wife, I was asked out."

Chen Mu was speechless.

Dude, who made you ask this.

He took the confession to the stone table and sat down to watch it carefully.

After a long time, Chen Mu put away the confession, frowned and muttered: "It's strange, it seems to be unintentional, but it seems to be intentional."

"What unintentional, deliberate?"

Wenmingren was at a loss.

Chen Mu turned his head and stared at the other party, with a very serious tone:

"Master Wen, can you explain to me the monster's soul-changing technique you are talking about?"

Wen Wenren pondered for a moment, then said lightly:

"It's actually very simple, for example, I am a monster, in order to occupy your body, I will exchange souls with you.

Although it's a 'change', I must first devour half of your spirit before I can completely destroy your mental resistance and occupy your body.

And your remaining soul will be forced to change into my body, but you won't survive a moment! "

It turned out to be the case.

Hearing this explanation, a bright light suddenly flashed across Chen Mu's mind.

There seems to be a very important clue faintly in front of him, but he still can't grasp it, and there is always something missing.

"Master Wen, do you need the other party's consent for the soul-changing technique?"

Chen Mu asked.

Wen Wenren stared at each other with idiot eyes:

"I need your consent to kill you? The reason why I want to devour half of your soul is to forcefully integrate into your body."

"But what if I volunteer?"

"Voluntarily killed?"

"Yes!" Chen Mu was not joking.

Wen Wenren was stunned for a moment, then snorted and said, "Even if you do it voluntarily, you will die, because you can only live once if you change your soul! But... the risk is reduced."

"Be specific."

Chen Mu's pupils contracted and he discovered Huadian.

Wen Wenren patiently explained: "Any kind of technique is risky, especially when it involves 'soul'.

Once it fails, it will be fatal, and it will return to its original shape if it is light.

However, if the victim voluntarily cooperates, there is no need to spend too much spiritual power to destroy the opponent's resistance, and the process will be much smoother. "

Chen Mu hurriedly asked: "Then is it more effective for seriously injured monsters?"

Wenmingren was stunned.

After a while, he nodded: "Yes, the monster is seriously injured, and its spiritual power is naturally unstable, so if the victim voluntarily cooperates with it to change its soul, the risk will be greatly reduced."

Snapped!

Chen Mu clenched his fist and hit his palm hard.

"In this way, the biggest mystery has been solved, but why did Mu Xianger do that..."

Chen Mu fell into thinking again.

He stood up and walked a few steps back and forth in the courtyard, hitting his forehead hard with his fist from time to time.

He kept chanting something in his mouth.

Or take out a small book and review the above information repeatedly.

He established his own inferences one by one, and then overturned and reorganized when encountering contradictions, trying to spell out a bright line.

Wen Wenren looked at Chen Mu who was thinking, but didn't bother him.

Continue to pick up the wooden branch and draw circles on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Mu's eyes suddenly burst into light, and all the puzzles seemed to be suddenly clear.

"Understood, finally understood!"

"You understand again?"

Wen Wenren was not surprised by Chen Mu's situation, and was quite depressed.

I always feel like an idiot.