National Rare Monster Illustrated Book

"Who?!"

Zhu Yuan turned around quickly, and saw a young man with black hair walking calmly in the night. Not far behind him was the figure of a man buried in the night. Just a vague outline was enough to make people feel intimidated.

Under Zhu Yuan's wary gaze, Shen Qing walked to the empty grave, and said, "Digging a grave? It seems like something you can do."

"...What are you doing with all this nonsense?"

Zhu Yuan said, "As a demon, shouldn't you be more sensitive to these weird things?"

"I think in this respect, the monster catcher should be better at it,"

Shen Qing said lightly, "But obviously you are not."

Zhu Yuan: "You—"

She gritted her teeth and swallowed the last half of the sentence.

Shen Qing squatted down next to the coffin, brushed her fingertips over the coffin lid, stared at it for a few seconds and said: "There is no breath of the dead, nor the breath of the living."

Zhu Yuan: "What do you mean?"

"It means that your mother was not sent here at all."

Shen Qing said, "Have you seen her dead body?"

Zhu Yuan: "...No."

Shen Qing glanced at her sideways.

"As soon as I got back, she was lying in the coffin."

Zhu Yuan said coldly, "Do I still have to pry the coffin?"

"Why don't you pry the coffin now."

"...that's two different things!"

Zhu Yuan said, "So what did you see?"

"As I said just now, your mother is not here at all."

Shen Qing got up and said, "Either her body is in another place, or she is not dead at all."

Zhu Yuan blurted out: "Impossible!"

She clenched her five fingers, emotionally: "If she is not dead, my Gu worm cannot be unresponsive. And I did see her ghost last night, unless I was blind and misread!"

Shen Qing took her expression into her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "I thought you would be very sad."

Zhu Yuan was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

She said: "It's no use being sad or not. I'm more concerned about where she is now."

"In this case, go back and ask your father."

Shen Qing said, "Didn't you find anything wrong with the Zhu family after you came back from missing?"

"Not right?"

Zhu Yuan said, "Everything is wrong, this family has never been right before!"

Seeing that her emotions were about to get agitated again, she held her chest and took a few deep breaths.

Shen Qing waited quietly for a while, then said: "You can continue talking."

Zhu Yuan: "..."

She said: "There's nothing to talk about, just a dad who changes lovers every day, a crazy mother, who wants to kill my sister every day, and a group of useless people who take pleasure in torturing and killing young monsters—such a self-proclaimed upright person... The family of monster hunters should have rotted long ago."

She turned her head and paused for a while, then turned to Shen Qing calmly and said, "I don't know why you are here, but you don't need to intervene in the affairs of the Zhu family - you monster has already brought us a lot of disasters, The funeral is over, you can go back with yours, thank you."

"I'm not here for the Zhu family, but for myself."

Shen Qing said, "There is one more thing you need to understand. Before I get the answer I want, none of the people here can leave."

Black Flame roared and exploded, and a scream sounded from the other side of the cemetery.Zhu Yuan looked over in astonishment, and saw a scorched scarecrow lying on the muddy ground in the dark, twitched a few times, and soon stopped moving.

"This is... what is this?!"

She said, "Where did you get such a bad spell?!"

"Although it's dirty, it's very useful."

Shen Qing walked over and pulled out a thin thread from the scarecrow's body, "At least you didn't notice it."

Zhu Yuan hurried over and took the weird black silk from his hand.

"Someone is watching me? Who is it?!"

Shen Qing said flatly: "You don't even know, how could I know."

Zhu Yuan: "..."

She gritted her teeth and tore off the black thread, and clapped her hands three more times.

Gu worms gushed out from the ground, and within a few seconds, they devoured the scarecrow without leaving any residue.

Shen Qing watched from the sidelines for a while, and said, "The things you raise seem to be able to eat anything."

Zhu Yuan sneered, "I've even eaten human flesh."

She didn't leave after she finished speaking, but looked at Shen Qing: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Shen Qing said bluntly: "How did you disappear during the demon association exchange meeting, and how did you get back?"

"If I knew, would I still be missing?"

Zhu Yuan said, "I just remember running into that guy Qin Heng when I was about to leave the cave, and then I lost consciousness - when I woke up again, I was found by the people from the Yao Neighborhood Committee."

"Qin Heng?"

Shen Qing frowned slightly, and said again: "Did you see him again after that?"

Zhu Yuan: "Nonsense, your Qin family is also really, each one is weirder than the other."

"..."

After Shen Qing finished asking the questions she wanted to know, she didn't say anything else, and turned around to walk towards the figure in the night.

When he came to Qin Mo, he was wrapped in a coat by the man.

With a warm coat draped over her shoulders, Shen Qing flinched and said, "Is there no news from Qin Heng?"

Qin Mo wrapped his slightly cold hands in his palms, and said, "No."

Shen Qing didn't say a word, but she had a vague guess in her heart.

If even Qin Mo's power cannot be found, then Qin Heng is probably no longer in the human world - either he has died, or he has been taken to the ghost world or the demon world.

Her hands were covered with heat, and the night wind was cold, Shen Qing didn't think about it anymore, and was dragged away obediently by Qin Mo.

After returning to the hotel, he changed into soft cotton pajamas, and was fed a cup of mellow hot milk by Qin Mo.

The milk was fragrant and sweet, Shen Qing licked the corner of her mouth and said, "I still want it."

"Sleep, little black snake."

Qin Mo took the glass from his hand, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Shen Qing moved under the blanket, made room for Qin Mo, buried herself in his strong and hot chest, and slowly closed her eyes.

The young man's eyelashes are long and thick, fluttering slightly when they fall down, like light and agile butterfly wings.

Qin Mo gently rolled his eyelashes, Shen Qing muttered unhappily, opened his eyes and stared at him for a few seconds, then rubbed his face into the socket of his shoulder.

His breath whizzed softly, Qin Mo chuckled in a low voice, wrapped his arms around the milky black snake, and turned off the bedside lamp.

-

At noon, when Shen Qing sat up from the bed with the quilt in her arms, she heard the news that Zhu Yuan had turned the Zhu family upside down.

She brought the empty coffin back to Zhu's house from the cemetery, and then mercilessly tore up the matter in front of Zhu Mao.At that time, some guests had not left and witnessed the farce directly.

It is said that Zhu Mao was stunned on the spot, seemingly unaware that there was no body in the coffin.Then he flew into a rage and locked Zhu Yuan up again.However, in front of all the guests, the matter could not be ended, so he had no choice but to seek help from the Yao Neighborhood Committee, preparing to channel the psychic to Mother Zhu and retrieve her body.

Psychic communication is a very special ritual, which can only be performed by demon hunters or demons who can communicate with yin and yang.Pill City is just a small town, and there is no such talent in the Yaoju Committee Branch, so I had to find a Black Snake who has the ability to psychic through Qin Mo.

Shen Qing agreed, and he slowly finished his lunch beside Qin Mo, and then went to Zhu's house with him.

At the gate of Zhu's house, Zhu Mao was circling anxiously, and rushed over as soon as he saw Shen Qing.

"Mr. Ji, I—"

"Everything is ready,"

Shen Qing directly interrupted him, "I need the cooperation of people who are related to the deceased."

Zhu Mao's face froze: "I can't do it?"

Shen Qing looked at him lightly.

"……understood."

Zhu Mao turned his head and said to the Zhu family next to him, "Release Second Miss."

The Zhu family left at the sound, and after a while, Shen Qing saw Zhu Yuan in Zhu's mother's mourning hall.

After only a few hours apart, Zhu Yuan's mental state deteriorated a lot.She didn't speak after seeing Shen Qing, and silently followed Shen Qing's instructions and knelt in front of the coffin.

Mother Zhu's coffin was put back in the mourning hall and sealed with a new coffin lid.There were only Shen Qing and Zhu Yuan in the mourning hall. He turned his head casually and saw Qin Mo watching him quietly outside the mourning hall.

"..."

Shen Qing returned his attention to the mourning hall. He also did psychic channeling for Qin Heng's mother before, but at that time, Qin Heng, who was a relative of the deceased, was male, but this time Zhu Yuan was female, so the psychic process was also different. different.

Zhu Mao took out Zhu's mother's jewelry before she was alive, and Shen Qing asked Zhu Yuan to drip three drops of blood into the jewelry, and then wrapped it in a red cloth and placed it on the coffin.

Three sticks of red thread incense were placed on the censer, Zhu Yuan's blood dripped from the ashes, and the fragrance rose faintly, and they were placed between the coffin and Zhu Yuan.

Shen Qing then lit several white candles on the four sides of the mourning hall. After finishing all this, he hung a red thread around the wooden pillars on both sides of the entrance of the mourning hall. A bell was hung on the red thread, jingling in the wind. It rang for a while, and suddenly there was no sound.

Shen Qing walked around the red thread silently, and said to Zhu Yuan calmly: "No matter what happens, don't make a sound."

"..."

Zhu Yuan nodded slowly.

"let's start."

Shen Qing's last word fell, the smoke from the incense burner and candles seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and the white mist silently filled the entire mourning hall, just like the snow-white dress of a female ghost.

The vision in front of her was slowly blurred, and Zhu Yuan was trapped in this white mist. As time passed, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and she forgot where she was.

here is……

In a daze, she heard a small voice.

Slightly...

It was like fingernails on wood, soft at first, but it kept going, faster and faster.

giggle-

There was a violent friction sound between the nails and the wood, and there were several strange vibrations.Zhu Yuan shook her head and tried to stay awake. She listened carefully to the voice, and suddenly realized something, and suddenly raised her head.

cluck cluck cluck-

There was a gap in the sealed coffin lid, and there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes between the dark gap... staring at her.