Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

He knew that the battle was fierce last night, but he didn't expect it to be a bloody version of a murder scene.

In the cold courtyard during the day, there is only one half-waist-high white tea tree, and the red blood embellishes the cold beauty of plum blossoms, which is also cold and bloody.

There is also vaguely black meat foam sticking to the leaves of the white tea tree, and the division is obvious.

Shen Gunian looked calmly at the mutilated corpse, the blood stained the soil dark, and the tattered cloak barely covered the abdomen of the corpse.

But Shen Gunian still saw the hollowed out internal organs, and the posture of the other party covering his lower body when he died.

"Ah……"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lei's voice sounded from behind Shen Gunian.

Shen Gunian withdrew his gaze from the corpse, his face swollen into half a pig's head, and glared at him.

Jiang Lei's stern eyes swept across his face in satisfaction, the masterpiece he had left behind, and then turned his gaze to the corpse, and stepped closer to check.

"Where's old lady Liu?" Shen Gunian went out at dawn after knowing that Jiang Lei had finished taking care of Zhuang Su.

Jiang Lei casually snapped off the dead branches of the tea tree, lifted the cloak of the corpse, revealing the face buried under the cloak, and then answered Shen Gunian's question: "Give me some spirit stones, let her move away."

Shen Gu Nian understood, glanced at the appearance of the corpse, and asked his own doubts: "Old lady Liu, do you know that his son is dead?"

That's right, the corpse lying on the ground was Da Zhuang.

In other words, it was a fake, already dead and strong.

"She has the right to know the truth, and it would be more cruel to her to conceal it." Jiang Lei stood up, pinched the fire talisman with his fingertips, threw it on the corpse, and the flames instantly engulfed the corpse.

Shen Gunian was silent.

In fact, in the forest just down the mountain, he already noticed something wrong, the simplest of which was the test.

He asked Zhuang Suzong's sect for the test, since he was always accompanied by his brothers and sisters every time he went down the mountain, so he would definitely not run into any tests again.

Second, even if there is a test, it is definitely not such a dirty trick, the character of the poor family can't do such a thing.

Besides, Shen Gunian can also be sure that he has never been down the mountain, so this scam is mainly used to lure Zhuang Su.

He was just wondering who it was, who knew Zhuang Su's character so well, and deliberately took advantage of Zhuang Su's soft-hearted weakness to lure him into the bait.

So he deliberately pretended to scare Zhuang Su, and pretended to believe that the Zongmen test was true, and then quickly took Zhuang Su away.

In fact, under the circumstances at that time, Shen Gunian guessed that the other party did not dare to do anything at the foot of the Han Family Sect Mountain, and it would not be too late to make plans after entering Moon City.

"I killed them." Shen Gunian lowered his eyes.

He underestimated the vicious nature of the visitor, and even killed the old woman Liu's grandson Dazhuang, pretending to approach him.

"How did you know there was something wrong with him?" Jiang Lei's stern eyebrows fell on Shen Gunian from the sharp fire.

When he entered the house, he noticed the smell of Da Zhuang's body in the room, a kind of corpse control smell.

"Hands." Shen Gu Nian paused, "His skin is too smooth."

Last night in the yard, Mrs. Liu mentioned that her son is a carpenter. Since he is a carpenter, how could his palm be so smooth without any scars.

"You observed very carefully." Jiang Lei retreated a little timidly with a stern look, "If you hadn't been cautious, you would have died after he entered the room."

Shen Gu Nian seemed to understand but not understand.

Jiang Lei returned to the house, on the bed, Zhuang Su was sleeping peacefully.

Jiang Lei said suddenly: "That man is not dead."

Shen Gunian was surprised.

Jiang Lei sneered, his eyes were cold: "The corpse-eating patriarch, how could he be killed so easily, what Zhuang Su killed was just a puppet."

Shen Gunian noticed that when Jiang Lei said the word Zhuang Su, he was a little more cold than the Zhuang Su he called in the past.

"He will come."