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In order to prevent the woman from yelling, Mrs. Song personally sealed the woman's mouth with a needle and thread!

At midnight, the big red sedan chair carried the woman into the Song residence.

A worship of heaven and earth.

Two worship the high hall.

Husband and wife worship.

A woman is forced to marry a dead body.

After the wedding, the woman was pressed at the bottom of the coffin, and four long nails were firmly nailed into the woman's hands and feet.

Mrs. Song's son was on top of the woman, and then the coffin was sealed!

The illusion dissipated, and everyone woke up one after another.

At the last moment, everyone could sense the fear and resentment in the woman's heart!

This fear and resentment prompted the woman to die without being stiff, and turned into a strange thing to destroy the whole family of the Song Mansion!

Heaven has reincarnation, who the heaven will forgive!

Mrs. Song persecuted a woman alive, and she deserved to be killed.

call!call!

The wind was blowing, and the woman stood in the coffin, staring at everyone with bloody and tearful eyes.

"Wow!"

In the next second, the female corpse let out a mournful sob, and flew towards Chuci.

Clang!

The dazzling blade light flashed away.

As soon as the female corpse jumped up, it fell to the ground without a sound.

[Kill the third-order strange bride in red, and get 300 points of monster killing value. 】

A voice came from Chu Ci's mind.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Chu Ci turned and looked at Xu Zhengxian.

"Xu Zhenshou, the weirdness has been solved by me!"

"Send someone to collect her body and find a place to bury her."

Xu Zhengxian nodded slightly when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice, "Please rest assured, my lord, I will definitely arrange it properly."

Chapter 240

Outside the Song family town, guard Xu Zhengxian was sending off Chuci and Taoist Zui.

"I'm sorry to trouble your lord and Taoist priest to delay here for a day."

Xu Zhengxian cupped his hands towards Chu Ci and the drunken Taoist and said, "I have prepared a small gift, and please accept it, my lord and the Taoist priest!"

Chu Ci looked at the silver ingots and fine wine that Xu Zhengxian sent, shook his head and said with a smile, "Forget the silver, we'll take the wine!"

The drunk Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, "Yes, wine is much more important than money!"

After finishing speaking, the drunk Taoist hung two altars of fine wine on the horse's back.

Seeing this, Xu Zhengxian had no choice but to put away the silver ingots, and cupped his hands towards Chuci and said, "I wish you and the Taoist priest a smooth journey!"

"Farewell!"

Chu Ci and Zui Taoist bid farewell, turned over and rode on the rare horse.

On the official road, Chu Ci and the drunk Taoist rode side by side.

Chu Ci looked at the drunk Taoist who was drinking alone, and said aloud, "Master Taoist, you seem a little unhappy?"

During the investigation of the Song family's murder case, the drunk Taoist remained silent, with a strange expression on his face.

"Hey···"

The drunk Taoist raised his head and took a sip of wine, sighed, "Humanity monsters are weird and terrifying, but sometimes people's hearts are more weird than monsters!"

There was a strange look in Chu Ci's eyes, and he said aloud, "The Taoist priest seems to mean something else?"

Zui Taoist looked at Chu Ci, pondered for a moment and said, "Boy, do you know the name of the poor Taoist back then?"

Chu Ci was startled when he heard the words, thought for a while and said, "I remember the first time I met the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest once said that he is a sixth-level extraordinary person, and he was given the title Jiujianxian?"

"Cough cough!"

The drunken Taoist coughed lightly, and said, "Poverty Taoist was indeed at the sixth level of swordsmanship back then, but later switched to hexagrams."

Chu Ci looked at the drunken Taoist, and asked curiously, "Dare to ask, what happened to make the Taoist turn to practice hexagrams?"

The drunken Taoist raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said leisurely, "Back then, the poor Daoist followed the Master to practice together with his younger brothers and younger sisters."

"Junior Sister is talented and intelligent, and she will soon become successful in Taoism."

"Pindao also has some talent in swordsmanship, and he has cultivated to the sixth level of swordsmanship."

"Only my younger brother is a bit blunt in talent, and his progress in Taoism is slow."

Gudong!

The drunken Taoist took a sip of wine, and then said, "Junior sister is the youngest, but the talent is the highest. Whether it is the master, the poor Taoist and the younger brother, they all care about the younger sister."

"It's just that Pindao only regards Junior Sister as Junior Sister, but Junior Brother loves Junior Sister."

"My Taoist sect doesn't shy away from marriage. My junior sister once said that my future Taoist partner must be better than me!"

"Pindao only took it as a joke of the younger sister, and didn't take it seriously, but the younger brother remembered it in his heart."

"As the practice time increases, the gap between junior sister and younger brother is getting bigger and bigger!"

"Inferiority and despair entangled the younger brother, and one day, the younger brother and the master had a long talk all night."

"The younger brother fled away the next day, and the master was killed by the sword, his face was full of shock."

The drunken Taoist put down the wine gourd in his hand, and said in silence for a moment, "Master's death made the poor Taoist and junior sister furious, and they went down the mountain separately to look for the trace of junior fellow."

"Pindao was one step ahead of my junior sister, and found my junior brother. At that time, my junior brother's strength had improved greatly, but Pindao was no match for me. I was seriously injured by him, and my foundation was shattered!"

"If Junior Sister hadn't arrived in time to startle Junior Brother away, Poor Dao would have been out of his wits already!"

"Since then, there has been no news from Junior Brother, and there has never been any news from him!"

The drunken Taoist stroked his beard lightly, and said in a sighing tone, "The foundation of the poor Taoist is broken. Even if the body recovers, it will not be able to continue to practice swordsmanship, so in desperation, I switched to hexagrams."

Chu Ci nodded suddenly when he heard the words, "So that's the case."

"So after the Taoist master passed away, he passed on the position of the head of the Heavenly Man Sect to the Taoist sister?"

Drunk Taoist nodded and said, "That's right, now the head of the Celestial Sect is the junior sister..."

The drunken Taoist stopped suddenly, pointed at Chu Ci and scolded, "Good boy! How dare you talk to poor Taoists?"

"Hehe..." Chu Ci laughed lightly, shrugged and said, "Who made the Taoist master not pay attention?"

"Humph!"

The drunken Taoist snorted softly, grabbed the wine gourd and raised his head to take a sip of wine.

"So what if you know?"

"Pin Dao has already left the Heavenly Man Dao Sect!"

Hearing the words, Chu Ci asked curiously, "Even if the Taoist master can't continue to practice swordsmanship, there is no need to leave the Taoist sect of heaven and man, right?"

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the drunken Taoist, and he said in a deep voice, "I swear to you, if you don't catch Junior Brother, you won't be a disciple of the Heavenly Man Dao Sect!"

A strange look flashed in Chu Ci's eyes, this is breaking his way out!

"The Daoist is so brave!"

Chu Ci gave a thumbs up and praised.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Ci asked, "Has the Taoist priest ever found any clues?"

The drunken Taoist shook his head, "The poor Taoist went down the mountain to search for many years, but he didn't find the slightest trace!"

"It seems that the younger brother has disappeared out of thin air!"

Chu Ci thought for a while and said, "Maybe he changed his identity and hid himself."

The drunk Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Sooner or later, the poor Taoist will escort him to kneel in front of the master's tomb and confess his sins!"

···

The two horned horses stepped on the water when they met the river, and stepped on the rocks when they met the mountains, and they quickly shuttled between the high mountains.

Night falls.

Chu Ci reined in the linhorn horse and stopped.

"Shut up!"

Chu Ci looked around, it was a barren place, there was no village in front of it, no shop in back.

"Master Dao, it looks like we're going to spend the night in the wilderness tonight!"

The drunk Taoist took a sip of wine and said indifferently, "This is the real world, just get used to it!"

Chu Ci nodded, and said with a smile, "Since the house is not good, I have to eat something good."

"Daozhang, wait here, I'll go hunt some game back!"

The drunk Taoist nodded and said, "Okay, the poor Taoist is walking around to see if there is a place that can shelter from the wind and rain."

Chapter 241 White-faced Scholar, Ye Chenzhou

Chu Ci let go of the drunk Taoist, and went into the dense forest alone.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

There were two sounds of crossbow arrows piercing the air in the dense forest.

Rustle!

A moment later, Chu Ci came out of the dense forest with a roe deer and a hare in his hands.

"Um?!"

"What about the old man?"

Chu Ci looked around, but he didn't see the drunk Taoist.

"Could it be that he left me and ran away by himself?"

Chu Ci secretly said something bad, opened his mouth and shouted to the surroundings, "Taoist? Daoist?"

"Oh! Stop shouting!"

Not far away, the voice of the drunk Taoist came.

A moment later, the drunk Taoist came over leading the horse.

The drunk Taoist looked at Chu Ci, and said impatiently, "Stinky boy, what are you shouting for?"

"Could it be that Pindao will leave you alone and fail?"

Chu Ci coughed lightly and said, "That can't be done!"

"I don't know who the Taoist priest is?"

The drunk Taoist reached out his hand and nodded Chu Ci, and said with a smile, "You still have a little conscience."

"Pindao just went to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"We can't really be on the scene, can we?"

Chu Ci was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked aloud, "Did the Taoist priest find a place?"

"Of course!"

The drunken Taoist lightly stroked his beard under his jaw, with a rather contented expression on his face.