My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu walked out of the temple and saw Su Qiaoer pointing to a wooden box on the ground, and in front of the wooden box was a tombstone.

Chen Mu and Yun Zhiyue had seen this tombstone before.

There is a word 'kill' on it.

It is the tomb of Ma Yuzi.

Ma Yunzi was beheaded two years ago because of the headless case, but according to the case file, it is clear that he was just an innocent scapegoat.

As a prisoner on death row, someone set up a tombstone for him.

Undoubtedly a close one.

According to Ma Yunzi's information, he has a daughter who once lived in the frontier of the Northern Territory, and she is already twenty years old.

So Chen Mu once suspected that this tombstone was set up by his daughter.

And there's another clue.

That day when they rescued Ji Wuming and were on their way back, they encountered the bride who was killed inexplicably, and the leader and body disappeared together.

After further investigation, it was found that the bride's name was Cha Zhuxiang, and she came from the frontier of the Northern Territory.

Although it has not been proven yet, the relationship between this bride named Zha Zhuxiang and Ma Yunzi's daughter is definitely not such a coincidence.

Chen Mu took out a small notebook and put a question mark on the names of Zha Zhuxiang and Ma Yunzi's daughters.

"The box doesn't look very old."

Bai Xianyu looked at it with beautiful eyes, then took out a special silk glove, put it on her hand, and opened the box carefully.

Inside was a human head!

Judging from his appearance, he is a man in his 40s, square-faced, slightly dark-skinned, with a straight nose.

The head was preserved with special rune water, intact.

"Whose head is this?"

As the envoy of Suzaku, Bai Xianyu had seen many dead people, but she had nothing to fear from a head, her delicate face was full of doubts.

Although Chen Mu had never seen this head, a name popped into his mind.

"Murong Helmsman!"

Chen Mu's lacquered pupils shrank slightly, and his tone was extremely firm. "It's definitely the head of Lord Murong!"

The two goddesses looked surprised.

Since Master Murong Duo died, his head disappeared, and even his body disappeared later.

But now the head is here.

Who brought it?

"It's a little bit clearer now."

Chen Mu took a breath and said in a deep voice. "The bride named Zha Zhuxiang is probably Ma Yunzi's daughter. She feigned her own death, approached Master Murong, cut off the other's head, and then took his head to her father's grave to worship."

Bai Xianyu frowned with thick ink-like willow eyebrows:

"It sounds a bit strange. Since she wanted to kill Master Murong, why did she choose to commit suicide in that way, and it happened to be seen by you?

The most important point is that Ma Yunzi was beheaded by the court.Even if his daughter wants to take revenge, she should go to Du Biwu who made the fake case back then. What's the matter with the Murong helmsman? "

Chen Mu stared at the head in the box, rubbing his chin.

After a while, he guessed: "Perhaps, Murong Ruozhu colluded with the government. After all, he was secretly practicing Wumo magic. And two years ago, it was also a case without a head."

Hearing Chen Mu's speculation, Bai Xianyu remained silent.

If a high-level member of the Tiandihui colludes with the government, the situation is very serious and must be reported to the court.

"Why does this head feel weird?"

Yun Zhiyue, who had been looking at the head inside the wooden box, suddenly opened her mouth, and bent down to watch it fixedly, with a very confused look on her face.

strange?

Chen Mu was stunned for a moment, and just about to ask, suddenly there was a wave of fluctuation in the air, faintly carrying a sinister air.

"Jie Jie Jie... Luckily, a woman came to my door."

Chapter 322: A master encounters cheating?

The person who came was a hunchbacked old man

Big hooked nose, mottled face, deep wrinkles.

Because of the hunchback, the body is always hunched, like a big mountain pressing on the back, and the pair of hands exposed outside the sleeves are like dead wood.

His fingers are also surprisingly long.

Under the sunlight, the nails shone like a blade-like cold light.

If you can trim your nails, I believe that such fingers are worthy of the favor of those women who live in deep boudoirs, such as Mrs. Shi and so on.

Refers to Brother Wang Ying and likes it.

Seeing the mysterious hunchbacked old man who suddenly appeared, Chen Mu and the others looked solemn and became vigilant in their hearts.

It is not easy for the other party to appear in the temple like this.

"Who are you?"

Bai Xianyu held the whip tightly.

The hunchbacked old man turned his eyes around the slim figures of Bai Xianyu and the other three, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

It was like a hungry wolf seeing a monster.

In his hand was a crutch made of white jade.

Strange runes are engraved on the body of the staff, like a snake's body coiling and winding, even though the light here is quite dark, it still shines with a lustrous luster.

Obviously, what he held in his hand was a magic weapon.

The old man licked his chapped lips, and said with a chuckle: "God has treated me well, and sent three fine-skinned, tender-fleshed, high-quality girls.