My wife is not a demon

Su Qiaoer, who was wrapped around her arm, spat out the snake letter, tapped the little snake's head, and said crisply, "There is Chen Mu's aura here."

"But the problem is, we've searched all over the place, but we haven't seen him at all."

Yun Zhiyue looked helpless.

She picked up the compass in her hand, but unfortunately there was no sign on it.

"Sister Yun, do you think this village seems a bit weird." Su Qiaoer said while wriggling her limp body.

strange?

Yun Zhiyue frowned, motioning for Su Qiaoer to climb onto her fragrant shoulders, and then her hands kept changing, forming seals one after another.

As the seal was released, a huge translucent net enveloped the deserted village.

After a long time, Yun Zhiyue looked at the fluctuating space, and said softly: "It's a little strange, but this village was destroyed by a fire nine years ago, and all the villagers died. It's normal to have some resentful spirits left."

Yun Zhiyue also knew about Wuchen Village.

Su Qiaoer shook her head: "It's not right, my intuition tells me that there must be something wrong with this village."

She got off Yun Zhiyue's shoulders, and then crawled towards the ruins.

Seeing this, Yun Zhiyue had no choice but to follow.

Su Qiaoer, who turned into a little snake, was extremely flexible, and after exploring around, she went straight into the gap.

After a long time, Yun Zhiyue heard Su Qiaoer's shout.

She hurriedly searched for the sound, only to see Su Qiaoer wrapped around a broken stone statue's arm, pointing her small head at a bush in front of her and saying, "Sister Yun, go and have a look there."

Yun Zhiyue nodded her head, and waved her hand to clear the bushes.

A circular stone slab appeared on the ground.

A woman is engraved on the slate.

After careful identification, it was discovered that it was Wumo Goddess.

Yun Zhiyue struggled to open the stone slab and put it aside, and then saw a step appearing in front of her, extending all the way down, probing into the darkness.

"This is a secret passage."

Yun Zhiyue took out the lighting bead and threw it down. The bead bounced off the steps and made a dull sound of 'Dangdang'.

The tunnel is so deep that you can't see the end at a glance.

Yun Zhiyue looked carefully for a while, then said softly. "It feels quite deep, but it doesn't have Chen Mu's breath."

Su Qiaoer didn't smell it either.

But she still intends to act with her intuition: "Let's go down and have a look first."

"Ok."

Yun Zhiyue hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to wrap Su Qiaoer around her arm, and led her down the steps.

I don't know how long it took before the two came to the end.

What appeared in front of him was a painting.

carved on the walls.

The style of painting is a bit strange, the characters on it look very peaceful and tranquil, but there is a strange atmosphere like a puppet.

Like the first picture.

It is a happy life for a family of three.

But in the next second, the father in the painting is actually holding an axe, chasing and killing his own child, and there are puppet strings tied to his body.

It was as if all of this was manipulated by humans.

In short, every picture has an evil spirit, which makes people confused and uncomfortable.

Evil and good coexist.

"The ones on this painting must be the former villagers of Wuchen Village." Yun Zhiyue suddenly had such a guess in her heart.

Su Qiaoer was about to answer when the people in the painting suddenly moved.

To be precise, their heads turned.

The couple in the painting are staring at Yun Zhiyue and Su Qiaoer eeriely, like real human eyes, shining with evil light.

As if staring at the intruder from outside, ready to stain the other party with blood.

Yun Zhiyue hastily stepped back, hugging Su Qiaoer tightly in her arms, her face turned ugly and slightly pale: "This seems to be an illusion in a painting."

"Chong!"

Suddenly, the sharp sound of a guzheng sounded.

The moment the zither sounded, the people on the wall sculptures all dropped their heads.

All became headless.

This situation became more and more strange, and it was very penetrating.

Yun Zhiyue's pupils contracted, she held the Fajue in one hand, and the talisman in the other, her fair forehead was covered with sweat.

"help me!"

"Save us!"

It is especially strange that the headless people in those scrolls can speak.

In particular, there is a child in extremely weird clothes in the engraved picture scroll, who keeps shouting: "Save the child."

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: It’s almost the end of the month, I wish everyone a happy May Day holiday in advance, Meng Yanqing’s second episode is estimated to be finished the day after tomorrow, emmm.At present, this case is relatively large, and it is a bit confusing to write, but the result will be very shocking.In addition, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, okay...

Chapter 309 The Imprisoned Mysterious Man!

The bean-like dim lighting pearls reflect the strange picture scroll in front of you, as if it is a mysterious scene imprinted from hell.

"What a powerful illusion technique."