The corpse, as you could see, was an old lady in rags.

The hair was long and unkempt, like an old dun cloth.

And on her, it is even more miserable - there are many holes.

I don't know how long ago the hole was left, and the edges of the wound were all rolled flesh, all white.

After death, it is relatively better to be wounded and the body is better, if ......

Bai Huoxiang's brows furrowed suddenly: "The shape of this wound - it was poked like this." ”

As soon as these words came out, several of our scalps exploded.

Inflicting such a heavy hand on an old lady - was he reincarnated by the executing ghost of the eighteenth layer of hell?

Cheng Xinghe's brows also furrowed, and he gritted his teeth: "Whoever does this, eighty percent is a fucking psychopath, right?" ”

Yes, this kind of person does exist - I often see cat and dog abuse on the news now!

At this time, someone came back to his senses, leaned over, and said sneeringly: "I see, a slap doesn't make a sound, why don't you poke others, and poke this crying grandmother?" Isn't it - this crying grandmother stole other people's children and ate them, and people are angry, so this is ......"

"Yes, yes, all causes must have effects."

What the fuck is that?

I said coldly: "Isn't a normal person having to figure out what happened first?" Come up and buckle your hat, give you a slap, and see if the slap is loud! ”

Those few people suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

The little girl hid behind me, tugged at my shirt, and cautiously asked, "But...... Hasn't the crying grandmother disappeared for more than ten years? If he had died at that time, the corpse would not have remained so good, could it be ...... Is this a zombie? ”

Count as well.

Coincidentally, this place is Hukou Gorge, which intersects with the green dragon - that is, the water surface, and the aura of the green dragon and white tiger gathers, and this place buries people, and it will not rot for a hundred years.

This kind of place can also be regarded as a place to raise corpses - after the death of the mourning grandmother, it was buried nearby on the spot, and the corpse has not been damaged.

Those who were brave couldn't move when they saw the corpse, so they all came up and took pictures with their mobile phones, not bothering to look behind them.

An Ning took the opportunity to surface, hid behind the rocks, and waved her hand at me, her expression a little nervous and a little proud—as if waiting for me to praise her, but not sure if she was good enough.

I nodded hard at her.

At the same time, I could see that there were more injuries on her body.

I also know how difficult it is to push the crying grandmother up.

And the one wearing the hat seemed to not believe everything in front of him, and was still muttering to himself: "My swimming charm, it's impossible......"

It's generally impossible, who let it meet peace.

Not to mention Jiang Chen, his fists under his white shirt were clenched to death.

Jiang Jing hurried over and said coldly: "You said that this old lady's death has something to do with my little uncle, do you have any evidence?" It's just a corpse, what's the big deal. ”

Of course, this is not much evidence, and I looked at the white herb.

and Zhang Ming behind Bai Huoxiang.

Zhang Ming has woken up - a golden needle stuck in his neck, like a hedgehog.

At this time, his face was as white as the skin of the wall, and his eyes were still staring at his crying grandmother, and the whole person was trembling.

I slapped one hand on his shoulder, and this time, his legs went limp, and he almost didn't kneel directly on the ground.

He's weak in heart.

Bai Huoxiang gave him another injection, and he barely stood still, looking at me as if asking for help: "I, I really don't, I really don't have ......"

I replied, "I do, but now all who know are dead, and you are the only witness." God let you run back for your life, it must be because it is useful to keep it - only you know about it. ”

Zhang Ming didn't hold back and secretly looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's fist had already loosened, and it was still the same as usual, a well-educated look: "Zhang Ming, although I haven't been with you for a long time, I have grown up together, what you want to say, just say it-don't be afraid." ”

This was heard by those who didn't know, and it was like a spring breeze.

Pity...... Zhang Ming heard it, but he was even more scared.

He hurriedly shook his head: "I don't know...... I don't really know ......."

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth hooked up, as if he was not surprised by this answer.

Cheng Xinghe was anxious: "Damn, there is still a reason for you to sit back on the you pulled out?" Hey, what about you! What kind of bamboo skewer was just now, what was not yours, and what kind of white lotus is it now? ”

But Zhang Ming lowered his head, trembling all over, and seemed to have made up his mind not to say: "Immortal Master, it is not easy for my parents to fight all their lives, I don't want to ......"

I know in my heart what kind of identity Jiang Chen is, with a slight movement of his fingers, Zhang Ming will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die—or, do something more uncomfortable for him than dealing with himself.

Zhang Ming then said in a low voice: "Immortal Master, I advise you, don't offend Jiang Chen for a dead person-damn it, don't die anymore......

It's much easier to be a wicked person than to be a good person - you can not be afraid of anything.

It's hard to be a good person, but I still have to be a good person.

I looked at Cheng Xinghe.

Cheng Xinghe's heart was clear, and he hid behind me, as if he was looking for something, and he was talking nonsense.

And at this time, Sun Daqi's mother seemed to remember something, and then grabbed me: "I still don't believe it, this matter has something to do with Jiang Gongzi...... If he really instructed it, why did he let that thing leave a face in the hands of the children? Isn't this revealing a clue, isn't he afraid that others will follow this clue to investigate? Immortal Master, what I'm looking for is the real murderer, you can't wronged others. ”

Jiang Jing originally had nothing to say, but when he heard this, he suddenly became energetic again: "There are really people who understand!" Yeah! If it was my little uncle's doing, wouldn't he shoot himself in the foot? Who is my little uncle, you don't know? ”

When those people heard this, they also nodded: "That's right......"

"If he really kills people, why do you leave this clue? Jiang Gongzi must have been wronged. ”

But the look of wearing a hat seems a little unnatural.

"That's not right." Cheng Xinghe's voice sounded coldly: "It's because, after the walking corpse was put on a spell and moved, the resentment couldn't be suppressed." ”

She was manipulated, but she still did what she wanted.

Sun Daqi's mother immediately asked, "You...... How do you know? ”

Cheng Xinghe stood up, smiled sideways, pointed to the body and said, "She told me." ”

"She?"

Before everyone could understand, Cheng Xinghe pushed the dumb Balan who was stretching his neck and listening.

Ready-made dumb baran.

Sure enough, this time, Dumb Balan suddenly staggered - like an old man, unable to stand for a long time.

Everyone was startled, and Dumb Baran then spoke: "I...... I didn't steal children. ”

The little girl behind me screamed and stuck in my arms: "I remember this voice - crying for grandma!" ”

Crying for grandma is a nightmare for many people, of course they all remember this voice, and their faces have changed.

Dumb Balan finally couldn't stand anymore, sat cross-legged on the ground in the unique posture of an old man, and coughed: "Whoever steals the baby, I won't steal it - I came here to find my baby!" ”

In fact, looking at the ghost appearance of the corpse, I already knew the life experience of crying and mourning my grandmother, but I still asked, "Your baby, what happened?" ”

"Dumb Balan" suddenly cried loudly: "My baby, I was abducted by the human traffickers of heaven - I found it all the way here!" My Tiger ......"

It turned out that when she was young, she was busy cooking and let her eight-year-old son Hu'er sit and wait in the cabbage pile.

Before she finished cooking, she came to hug Hu'er, and when she saw that the cabbage pile was stupid - Hu'er was gone.

She looked for a village, but she didn't find it, and her man came back, and when he heard it, he slapped her - thief mother-in-law, you lost my son, why don't you lose yourself? Get my son back, if you can't find it, don't come back.

She was deaf in one ear and stumbled out of the house, her mind in a mess - Tiger, my Tiger?

Where is he, is there anyone to coax him when he cries? Do you have food to eat when you're hungry?

She heard that some beggars would steal children and break their hands and feet, and cook for the disabled to ask for food - she didn't dare to think about it.

After inquiring for a long time, I only found out that a woman in a flower dress walked south with a child.

She chased all the way to the south.

When she arrived at Xinglong Palace, she stopped.

She saw a familiar figure.