Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

"The ghost was transformed by the Sun family who died in vain? Hmm...the possibility cannot be ruled out." Qian Yichen looked at Feng Fan in a conciliatory tone, "Feng Daoyou, he and I went to a deserted building in the county a few days ago. Zhaizi, I heard from the locals that it is extremely unknown, but I don’t know anything about it other than that, do you want to go and have a look? Will it be too troublesome?”

Feng Fan got up calmly and made a decision: "Since we are also hunters of the alliance, just call me by my name. My Li Chunjian can break the hostility of ghosts, and it is also a matter of experience, so there is nothing troublesome."

Only then did Qian Yichen feel relieved, followed him out the door briskly, and re-enacted the jumping action of kicking the wall with both feet, ignoring He Lanjiu's expression as usual.

Be sure to become the protagonist's divine teammate, let Feng Fan show off his skills before the plot begins!

The courtyard of Sun's house stood silently in the darkness, and the crescent moon in mid-air was like a narrow narrow eye.

The heavy front door was locked and sealed. After arriving, the three of them circled half a circle to find the hidden back door, and filed in.

In front of Qian Yichen was Feng Fan's reliable back, so he was not so afraid of entering the gloomy haunted house.

"If this is the ghost's lair, that kind of thing wouldn't be too far away, maybe it went back after we left." He Lanjiu suddenly opened his mouth to blow cool air behind his ear, breaking the silence of the night.

Qian Yichen's tense nerves jumped immediately, and he covered his ears and quickened his pace: "Can you say a few words less? Even if there is no ghost, I was provoked by your few words!"

He Lanjiu's sharp eyes quickly glanced diagonally behind, but followed with a smile.Suddenly noticing that Feng Fan at the front had adjusted Li Chunjian to a position where he could stab with a raised hand.

It seems that he should have noticed it too.

The Sun family is considered a big local family, and the house is not considered luxurious and is divided into the front yard and the back yard. It is only two or three months since the accident, but it looks extremely desolate and dilapidated.

Qian Yichen slept in the room in the front yard overnight, but didn't notice anything unusual, so he went straight to the backyard to look for clues.

The window panes and door panels of the house were marked with hacks and axes, black lines winding down and forming small puddles on the ground.

"It's blood." Feng Fan looked at it, then pushed open the nearest door casually.

Qian Yichen immediately smelled the stale smell coming towards him in front of the dark entrance, he hesitated for a moment when he went in, and a fire suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

Feng Fan brushed the tip of Li Chun's sword infused with spiritual power over the pyre, sparks collided with the wood and ignited, and he looked around with the help of the light: "Sure enough, everyone here died at night, and there are still ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner, so it's too late to clean up .”

This is the kitchen of Sun's house. A few Chinese cabbages are placed next to the stove. Even in the cold winter, they are slowly deteriorating. The hanging string of bacon is probably still edible.

A jug of wine with the word "Fu" piled up in the corner was broken, exuding a faintly cold and quiet aroma, mixed with the musty smell, which was indescribably weird.

Now that the time of the incident has been confirmed, there is nothing to see here.

Holding a torch in one hand, Qian Yichen felt relieved in the jumping light, and left the kitchen to check the blood-stained main house.

The exquisite mahogany cabinet in the house has already fallen dust, and there are still a few fingerprints left.

"Traces appeared on the cabinet, indicating that it was only passive after the murder. Someone came in here after becoming a haunted house...to steal something?"

Most of the large households in the county like the Sun family don't maintain account houses, and the valuables that can be placed in the main house are either land deeds or bank notes.

If bandits break in and kill people, they will take away the money on the night of the looting, and at that time the house has not been abandoned, so there will be absolutely no traces left.

"Don't think about it, I took it." He Lanjiu, who had been silent all this time, also took firewood for lighting, and interrupted his unreliable guess.

"You?" Qian Yichen turned his head in surprise.

He Lanjiu raised a high torch close to his face, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "I searched the front and back of the house before I left, otherwise the money for staying and eating in the hotel fell from the sky?"

Qian Yichen's shocked eyes wandered between him and the cabinet: "Didn't you say..."

"I like to say that it's the money obtained by killing people and stealing goods, can you control it?" He Lanjiu glanced at him dissatisfied, "If Xiaolian once stole into the sealed Sun's house and took a jade hairpin, then the wandering It is not uncommon for the wraith here to be entangled... no wonder it appeared by the bedside last night."

Because it's all for you!Stealing other people's things, of course, the owner will not be willing to come to claim his life!

Qian Yichen had a feeling of being implicated, and held the cabinet weakly to counteract the dizziness: "You will be haunted by ghosts like this, so you should put the money back. Doesn't the Hunter Union regularly issue reward orders for evil spirits and ghosts?" ? The bounty is quite generous, and you are not short of money."

"I'm afraid of it?" He Lanjiu dismissed this sentence disdainfully, and walked out of the main house where there was no money to fish.

How could he give up what he had already got, and besides, the ghosts brought up were just food to the monsters.

When you want to kill a chicken and make soup, will you return the eggs you took away?

"The resentment of the Sun family will not be small after the sudden death, but it is not clear which one is stranded in this world, let's go to other places to see." Feng Fan has long been used to the various personalities of the hunters of the alliance, and the firewood in his hands is about to burn out , So I took a new one and continued.

Qian Yichen followed behind in a low voice: "Feng Fan, let me first say that I personally would not do this. Anyway, no matter who it is, if you have grievances, go directly to Wang Jiu."

The wing room next to the main house is Miss Sun's room, the boudoir has lost its charm now, the gauze curtain is stained with blood, the bookcase is lying on the ground, and the four books and five classics are scattered all over the floor.

He Lanjiu sat beside the carved wooden bed, took out a thin booklet from under the pillow, and read it with interest under the firelight.

"What are you looking at?" Qian Yichen felt that he might put it in his arms if he liked it, and leaned over to look at it, "...this is Miss Sun's letter."

The paper under the firelight is still soft and white, and at the end of this page there is the words "Wen Jun felt it on the seventh day of July".I flipped through a few pages back and forth, only to find that all of them were tips on matching jewelry and makeup.

Sun Wenjun still loves beauty?

Qian Yichen has turned into an investigative maniac. Like Feng Fan, the purpose of the investigation has been clear from the beginning when he entered the door, so he has basically restored what happened that day.

——The bandits sneaked into the mansion through the back door, hacked and killed women, children and servants everywhere, but because it was the New Year, everyone stayed behind closed doors, and the cry for help was confined in this mansion and could not be heard far away.

and then?

The antique title deed is still there, and He Lanjiu took the silver. Why didn't the bandits loot it all?

Could it be that they died together with the members of the Sun family that night?

He Lanjiu was still at the bedside, reading Sun Wenjun's tips on how to dress with gusto, but suddenly something strange happened on the carved bed, a cloud of black mist and heavy resentment hit him!

He Lanjiu, who seemed to be concentrating on flipping through the notebook, suddenly turned sharp with a smile on his eyes, raised a torch to light the notebook, threw it towards the black mist, and then dodged away.

"what--!"

The sharp screams resounded through the night, and as soon as he heard it, he was hit in the face!

"Following all the way, are you going to show up now?" He Lanjiu stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lower lip, with a ferocious and fanatical smile on her face.

Qian Yichen was researching what kind of sharp weapon caused the slash marks on the incense cage. He jumped up and stopped immediately after hearing the scream, "It's not time for you to transform, get out of the way!"

——and let the protagonist deal with it!

The frenzy on He Lanjiu's face cooled down quickly, and he cast a scathing glance at Feng Fan who drew his sword, and waved the torch behind him to avoid the entanglement of Yin Qi.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have acted with the hunter who got in the way... I still don't know the opponent's strength, so it's not appropriate to attack rashly.

Qian Yichen threw out the two torches at once: "Feng Fan, your epee cannot be used indoors, let's lead it outside together."

"Okay." The cloud of mist floated in the air on the carved bed and refused to come out, Feng Fan probably hit the bedpost first with a swing of his sword.

"It's really considerate." He Lanjiu raised the corners of his mouth mockingly and stood by, and suddenly ejected a few thin and tough long lines from the black mist, heading straight for him!

The long thread was tightly wrapped around the right arm, cutting the sleeve almost immediately and strangling the skin.

He Lanjiu couldn't use the power of monsters in front of Feng Fan. After all, the hunters of the alliance were as dangerous to the aliens as the decent ones, and their source of survival was to exchange the collected treasures of heaven and earth or the monsters that could be refined.

I had no choice but to retract my arm forcefully, the thin thread glowed black and shiny in the firelight, and it was tightened into the flesh, and a circle of blood immediately overflowed!

"Be careful that the whole hand is cut off, I still have a violent flame talisman here!" Qian Yichen immediately took it out and stuck it on the thin thread hanging in the air, the talisman started to burn when encountering Yin Qi, and the tough thin thread broke one by one.

The three of them ran out of the house, provocations were enough anyway, the resentful souls must have chased them out and attacked the group of intruders who had touched Sun's house.

Qian Yichen turned his head after passing the threshold, and the desolate backyard was quiet, and found that there was no sign of the wraith behind him.

The ghost's purpose was obvious, probing rather than attacking, it came suddenly and left without leaving a trace.

"Escaped?" He stared at the door in confusion, "The resentful spirits must leave traces, have you seen ghost aura? But then again, it also appeared suddenly without any signs..."

He Lanjiu raised his right arm to check the injury: "Maybe it didn't escape, it borrowed something to perfectly hide its breath, and temporarily hid in the darkness. After all, that thing followed here from Yizhuang, and it didn't show a trace. It's not enough to disappear suddenly. Strange."

"Then how do you know?" Qian Yichen didn't have the impression of being watched by ghosts.

"Intuitively, Feng Fan must have been on guard all the way after he noticed it." He Lanjiu said this, but obviously didn't mean to talk to him, he picked up something from his wrist and showed it to Qian Yichen, "Don't look so ugly, tonight is not Nothing."

He stretched what he had harvested between his fingers, facing the moonlight, he could see an extremely tough thing like a silk thread, lightly flicked his index finger, and immediately made a buzzing trembling sound.

That's a hair.