old grace

"Master." Dragon Girl chased after holding up a white skull, "There is another one, very strange."

Di Zuxing subconsciously stood a few steps aside, his eyes fell on the skull in Longnu's hand, his face full of vigilance.

No one wants to be caught in a strange difficult situation and play a strange life.

What happened to Le Shiqi left Di Zuxing with lingering fears. He was afraid that Long Nu would put the skull in someone's head on a whim—there are only Fu Chuan and Di Zuxing here. There is a high probability that Long Nu will not find her "master" "Start, who else can be unlucky?

Fu Chuan warned Long Nu: "You should also pay attention in the future, don't just put bones on others."

"The owner of this bone has been dead for many years. It's been a long time, and he doesn't know where his soul has gone. If we don't use the method of backtracking, how can we know his identity, origin, and what happened during his lifetime?" Dragon Girl asked back.

"I just say don't put 'casual' on 'others'." Fu Chuan emphasized the point.

Fu Chuan took a few steps closer to take a closer look at the skull in Longnu's hand, and it turned out that this person had been dead for many years.

Ghosts are a very unreliable thing.Human souls are easily dissipated when exposed to wind and rain in the world, and they feel that the boring world will gradually disappear. Only the ghosts in the underworld are guarded by ghosts and ghosts. However, the ghosts will not stay underground for a long time. Meng Potang was reincarnated if he couldn't say it-no matter how powerful the monk is, it is impossible for the ghost messenger to call the reincarnated ghost back to talk.

Dragon Girl's hand is similar to the ability to go back into the magic, which is very powerful.

For Fu Chuan, who is not very good at Dharma cultivation, Dragon Girl's monster clan methods make up for his only current shortcoming.

He tapped the skull of unknown origin with his fingers, and told Dragon Girl: "Send me in."

"Does the master want to go in in person?" Long Nu was surprised, and looked at Di Zuxing eagerly.

Di Zuxing hesitated for a moment, and immediately asked Ying: "Master, let me go."

They all saw what happened to Le Shiqi just now.The majestic Wuxing prefect, the chief shepherd of a party, was beaten and whipped wantonly as a lowly slut in the virtual world. He was beaten all over the ground and lost his face.

No one knows what happened to the owner of the skull, let Fu Chuan go in and experience it, what if the dignity of the Hanjiang Sword Sect is broken?

Di Zuxing can only do it for him.

Fu Chuan had the experience of becoming a demon and Pangu Villa, so he had a rough idea: "I'll go. Send me in."

Dragon Girl took out a small mirror from her pocket and said, "I'll see it. Don't show it to them."

Fu Chuan said with a smile: "There is nothing to be afraid of seeing people."

The dragon girl raised the skull and carefully pressed it down on Fu Chuan's head.

Unexpectedly, just as the skull touched Fu Chuan's forehead, the magic weapon "Undeparting Body" tied around Fu Chuan's waist suddenly burst into golden light and exploded towards the dragon girl.Except for Fu Chuan who was in the center of the storm, both Long Nu and Di Zuxing were sent flying horizontally by the overwhelming waves of Gang Qi.

Fortunately, the two of them had no ill intentions towards Fu Chuan, and they swung away like a dead leaf in the huge waves of Gang Qi.

Fu Chuan quickly retracted the big weapon on his waist, feeling a little guilty.

——Before he left, Xie Qinghe specially left him a magic weapon "not to leave the body", just to prevent him from being captured by the demon clan again into the small world.

Well, what a magic weapon, actually called Longnu to open it.

Fu Chuan helped up Di Zuxing who was nearby first, and seeing that he had just scratched his knees and side waist, he hurried to help the dragon girl who was sitting on the ground.The dragon girl was already injured, and she was even more unguarded when facing Fu Chuan. She fell out suddenly and the whole dragon was stunned, with stars in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Fu Chuan helped Longnu up with a shy face, and patted the dust off her body, "I'm sorry."

The dragon girl looked at his belt in a daze, and felt the timidity and shivering of being pierced through the jaw and skull from the familiar force, and said aggrievedly: "I don't like him." Dragon, blah blah.

"Blame me, blame me." Fu Chuan coaxed Longnu, and picked up the skull she had thrown aside, "I know how to do it."

Dragon Girl looked at him in surprise: "You will too?"

Fu Chuan has a good talent since then, and he has been by Xie Qinghe's side all year round, so it is easy to be crushed by Xie Qinghe so that he can't show it.In fact, thank you Qinghe for casting a spell once, he can reproduce it just by thinking about it, and his learning ability is very powerful.

Just now, the dragon girl used the skull to lure him into the void, and the "not leaving the body" collided with the spell of the dragon girl once, so close at hand.

On the one hand, there is the magic weapon order of the elder brother he is very familiar with, on the other hand is the secret art of the dragon girl that is connected with him to tame the book, and he himself has the actual experience of being trapped in the Pangu Villa in Longmenchi. After a short collision, he grasped it. With that little bit of consonance, I immediately understood the key.

Calling Fu Chuanchuan at this moment may not be clear, but he knows what to do.

Di Zuxing also came over and saw Fu Chuan pointing at Bai Sensen's skull with his fingers, but couldn't understand what happened.

The dragon girl spread out the mirror, and Fu Chuan lightly picked it with her fingertips. The small mirror that originally reflected the world scene seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. Fu Chuan rolled up her sleeves and wiped it lightly. The jade biscuit of the environment reveals the image of another world in every detail.

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In the void.

Sallow and emaciated beggars were begging in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

The stall owner was a short and thin boy, dressed cleanly, with a kind face, and said to the beggar, "Go outside, I will close the stall at dusk, and if there are any more, I will give you half of them."

The beggar saw that he didn't chase him away, so he begged again and again, saying that he was starving to death, and that there were still old mothers and young children who were sick and waiting to be fed.The stall owner was so entangled that he lifted up the cage and picked up a white and fat steamed bun, and gave it to the beggar.

At dusk, the expectant beggar touched the bun shop again, wanting to try his luck.

The stall owner was tidying up the baskets, giving the leftover small flower rolls to the beggars, and asked, "Why don't you come in and have some porridge."

The beggar had no idea that the stall owner was so kind. He happily followed the stall owner into the door, and even helped the stall owner put up the door, helped the stall owner shake the well to fetch water, and did some rough work of chopping firewood.The stall owner brought porridge, pickles and leftover steamed buns to the table. The beggar washed his hands by the well, but he didn’t dare to sit on the table, so he sat under the eaves with a bowl, drank a bowl of porridge, and ate two steamed buns. He said with emotion: "My little brother is compassionate, and there must be blessings."

The stall owner pursed his lips and smiled, looking very gentle and kind.

The beggar also wanted to help the stall owner clean up the bowls, pans and stove before going back to the ruined temple, but he would feel sleepy after eating, and fell asleep while sitting under the eaves.

The stall owner finished his meal slowly, washed the dishes, hummed a song and dragged the unconscious beggar into the kitchen, where he skillfully hung the beggar on the beam, put a wooden barrel on the ground, and cut the beggar's throat with a sharp knife. In an instant, the blood flowed down the top of the beggar's head and into the barrel.

Bleeding, dismemberment, cleaning.

The stall owner is good at knife skills. He separates the bones of the beggars, puts the bones into a pot to make soup, and adds meat stuffing and green onions to make buns.

Skull and phalanges, which are relatively easy to be identified, are boiled and hammered into minced state, and buried under the soil where onions and garlic are planted in the yard to serve as nourishment, and nothing is wasted.

After all this work, it was already late at night.

The stall owner took a shower under the moonlight, humming happily, and flushed all the remaining blood into the vegetable field.

The next day, the stall owner went out of the stall as usual.He greeted the soy sauce shop next door, and exchanged greetings with the old neighbors who brought water and sold flowers. He diligently started the stove, put the pots on the baskets and steamed them. The Lord sold the newly made meat buns to men, women and children in Wuxing City who didn't know the inside story.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop is not only satisfied with the meat and vegetables delivered to his door, but from time to time he will go out in disguise at night and take the initiative to attack.

He likes to ambush women with flowers on their heads, and women from good families are his first choice.However, how many good women go out to hang out at night?The stall owner took the next best thing and went to find a half-closed prostitute living alone.He chooses a different block every time, keeps an eye on the selected target for a few days, and after mastering the daily habits of the target, he decisively attacks.

Committing crimes outside is not as convenient as committing crimes at home. The stall owner cannot bring the corpse back to the shop to make buns, and most of them will choose to throw the corpse on the spot.

Except for beggars wandering on the street and women wearing flowers walking around at night, stall owners seldom regard other people as targets for killing.

Until one day, he met a man.

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outside the void.

Di Zuxing stared at the small mirror, eyes full of astonishment: "Master?!"

The heroic man who appeared in the Void Realm was Zijian Lin Xiaowen.

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virtual territory.

Lin Xiaowen just passed through Wuxing City and wanted to have a rest, so he was a step too late because the city gate had already been unlocked.Naturally, he would not abide by the law and squat outside the city waiting for the dawn. Relying on his lightness skills, he picked a place where the guards were lax, and jumped directly into the city.

Lin Xiaowen went to the city brazenly, of course he would not ask for trouble with a lantern.In the dark, starless and moonless night, you can't see your fingers.

At this time, after killing the prostitute, the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop was carrying the corpse to the dry well where he usually dumped the corpse.

Lin Xiaowen had excellent eyesight and was used to seeing strange events in Danghu Lake. He saw the stall owner running around carrying a "humanoid object" from a distance, so he followed the stall owner without a trace.

All the way to the dry well that had been abandoned for many years in a remote place, the stall owner quickly removed the bricks and stones on the well, intending to push the corpse down the well.

Lin Xiaowen caught him straight.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with her? Why did you dump the body in the middle of the night?" Lin Xiaowen asked.

The stall owner was so scared by Lin Xiaowen that his face turned pale, and he lied: "This is... this is the villain's wife. Back then, the parents were in the hall and adopted a sister as a child bride for the villain. They have been dependent on each other for more than ten years. But fate is unpredictable. , her parents died early, and her elder sister was also seriously ill. The medicine Shi Wang saved her. The villain really couldn’t bear the pain of elder sister’s suffering, so...he helped my elder sister get rid of it with my own hands..."

The prostitute had her throat cut open with a knife and died. There was no way to explain the cause of death, so the stall owner admitted the fact of the murder.

After the stall owner killed the prostitute, he changed the clothes for the prostitute, and put a wilting flower on his temple, which looked neat.

Lin Xiaowen looked at him and the woman's corpse for a moment, then asked: "Since it is your child bride-in-law, judging by the age of the two of you, you must have consummated your marriage and become a husband and wife by now. Why didn't you collect and bury your wife, instead slipped out in the middle of the night and stuffed it into the dry well?"

The stall owner couldn't help crying loudly: "Why doesn't the villain want to give my sister a grand burial, this... is my sister's last wish."

"The ugliness of this family is really difficult to export. It is rare to meet a hero tonight, and the villain also mustered up the courage to talk about my sister's sufferings. The parents of the villain's family died early, and the sister took the villain to live a difficult life. In desperation, my sister had no choice but to do a half-closed skin business... Now that the family has gone through the most difficult time, my sister is also infected with unclean diseases, saying that she refuses to marry a villain as a wife, He also said that he would hire another innocent daughter-in-law for the villain to carry on the family line..."

The stall owner's lie came out of his mouth, and he said it convincingly: "My sister's death order is not allowed to be handled, and the villain is not married to her. If this matter is told to the yamen by the neighbors, it will be the crime of beheading..."

Lin Xiaowen originally thought that he was lying, this woman was obviously a prostitute, how could she have the slightest appearance of a good family?

Who would have thought that the stall owner lied at a very high level, and he even got the whole story together.The family is poor and sells herself, so this "child bride" is a prostitute.Because he lost his virginity and refused to get married, the two are not husband and wife, a husband who kills his wife can be reduced, but killing a woman who has no status is not reduced, so he dare not arrange funerals, and intends to dispose of the body secretly.

Lin Xiaowen knew that there was something tricky in his words, but he couldn't find any flaws for a while, so his eyes fell on the dry well.

Just as Lin Xiaowen approached the dry well and looked sideways at the bottom, the stall owner suddenly rushed up and pushed Lin Xiaowen on the shoulder—unfortunately, his bulging muscles tried his best, and Lin Xiaowen's lower plate was as stable as a mountain, and he did not move.

Lin Xiaowen controlled the mad stall owner with one hand, and still looked down at the scene of the dry well.

There are many bones.

Lin Xiaowen threw the stall owner down first, followed by himself.

It was difficult to breathe down the well, so Lin Xiaowen just kept his breath shut.Most of the bones in the well are women, and occasionally a few male corpses can be found.After Lin Xiaowen checked all the bones, the stall owner had passed out.

Lin Xiaowen didn't intend to clean up the matter, so he threw the dead prostitutes into the well, and filled the well with a few stones, and that's it.

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outside the void.

Di Zuxing looked confused: "This place seems to be near the Hanqiao in the north of the city. It's about ten or eight miles away."

How did the bones of the stall owner get under the stone tablet in the west of the city?

Fu Chuan stared at the mirror and said, "Let's take a look again."

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virtual territory.

After the dry well was filled, it was exposed to the wind and the sun, and only small animals and ignorant children occasionally came to play here.

I don't know how long it took, the stall owner who died under the dry well gradually turned into bones, but there seemed to be an invisible force deep in the ground that was absorbing all the dead bones in Wuxing City.The bones of the innocent prostitutes killed by the stall owner were sucked away, as was the stall owner's corpse.

These bones were stacked layer by layer in the land between the inn and the stele, like some kind of hoarded "food".

One day, the stall owner's finger bones came into contact with the bright red wet soil under the inn.

The sabre-sworded creature, a gentle, fair and shy figure, hangs over the inn, and it is the kind appearance of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

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The mirror returned to normal.

Dragon Girl picked up the skull and tapped it twice in disgust: "He is quite good at bullying. He only picks on beggars and women."

Di Zuxing couldn't help but asked Fu Chuan: "Uncle Master, the one who showed up to stop the burning of the Demon Refining Cave just now is 'Real Master Xie'—"

Seeing that Fu Chuan's eyes were not looking good, he immediately changed his words: "Just now the sword spirit who called himself 'Xie Zhenren' appeared, and now the sword spirit has escaped, Yin Zhen, who specializes in killing parents, and the bun shop, which mainly targets beggars and prostitutes Stallholder, where did they go?"

Fu Chuan and Longnu looked at each other.

The dragon girl clenched the skull tightly in her hand, and the two rushed to the stele together, and began to search for other bones of the stall owner.

Xue Xuan asked: "Brother Fu, what are you looking for?"

"Where are Yin Zhen's bones?" Fu Chuan asked.

Just now Yin Zhen's bones have been pieced together neatly, all placed in the shroud, and moved aside by the Dragon Scale Guard soldiers.

Xue Xuan pointed to the location, and Fu Chuan rushed up. He lifted the shroud and saw that the phalanx of Yin Zhen's right hand was missing.Xue Xuan was also taken aback, and quickly asked: "Did you lose it when you moved here? Look for it quickly."

Fu Chuan shook his head: "I can't find it."

At this time, Longnu also came to report: "I can't find the right finger bone for making steamed stuffed buns."

Fu Chuan took out the six-pole yin and yang mirror from the bag, and shined it on Yin Zhen's wreckage. What appeared in the mirror was not dead bones, but a figure with full flesh and blood and eyes without spirit.Fu Chuan shined the mirror on Yin Zhen's missing phalanx, and a purple light flew out of the mirror.

Fu Chuan suddenly held Ziguang in his hand, his face turned pale instantly.

Xue Xuan didn't understand what happened.

Dragon Girl looked at Fu Chuan solemnly, and said, "Master, it's just for an evil thought, why bother to hurt yourself?"

Fu Chuan ignored her, and asked, "Has the bone of the owner of the steamed bun shop been assembled?"

The dragon girl turned around and walked in front of a newly laid shroud. There were already wreckage in disorder. The dragon girl put the skull on her body, and before Fu Chuan waited for Fu Chuan, she used the six-pole yin and yang mirror to capture the missing piece. As the phalanx fell, the dragon girl breathed out a pearl, and the air immediately diffused the cold fragrance of ambergris. The pearl circled around the wreckage, and a purple light flew out, hitting the dragon girl directly on the head.

The newly healed wound on Longnu's jaw burst open in an instant, and blood flowed down her neck.

"You!" Fu Chuan just took out the medicine bottle, "What are you doing?"

Long Nu covered the wound to stop the bleeding, and said vaguely, "I'm chasing this."

"Catch them alive." Fu Chuan handed the wound medicine to Longnu, and patted her on the shoulder.

The dragon girl nodded, transformed into a palm-sized dragon, and flew away.

Fu Chuan turned around and told Xue Xuan: "I'm going to find Yin Zhen. Many of the bones buried in this place are old corpses, which may not be related to this case. But you must be careful, and seal it up immediately if the situation is not good. Don't take people's lives, wait for me to come back."

Xue Xuan bowed and replied, "I obey."

Fu Chuan directly pulled off the yin-yang fish on Mu He's gun, and handed it to Xue Xuan: "I'll protect you temporarily. There's a sword energy in it from the big brother. Return it to me after the matter is over." The gesture he gave was very clear. Happy, yet another look of absolute reluctance, which made Xue Xuan want to laugh.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fu." Xue Xuan understood him very well.Who would be willing to give away the sword energy bestowed by the elder brother so easily?

Fu Chuanken lent it to him for self-defense is already very generous.