After the crow's piercing chirp, Mu Zi's soul was forced back into her body and regained her vitality.

It's incredible!

Once she became conscious, her first move was to stay away from the man on the ground! That strange piece of jade still had a huge deterrent effect on her.

The little lady was very spiritual, and seemed to sense her fear of the thing, and it landed on the man, and babbled with the beak of a bird, and scratched at his neck with its sharp claws.

However, the pendant was very strong, and even though the flesh of the collarbone between the neck was scratched and blurred, the jade stone was still firmly hanging on the neck.

Mu Zi stood not far away, her emotions slowly calming down from the horror of life and death.

What to do......

Now, what should she do......

Mu Zi felt cold, her body shivered physiologically, she was only wearing a thin silk nightdress in the cold night of late autumn, and her coat had already fallen next to the man when she got up just now, but she had no intention of picking it up.

She wanted to be calm.

Now there was a corpse outside her window, and Mu Ling had witnessed her death......

Mu Ling's reaction was unpredictable, and it was only a few hours before dawn.

She needs to figure out how to deal with it as soon as possible.

But her mind was in turmoil, and her heart was chaotic, and she couldn't think of it......

"Little guy." Mu Zi called softly, and her voice was faint.

Hearing this, the crow stopped biting at the jade, flapped its wings and flew over, resting on Mu Zi's forearm.

The black claws with red blood stains stained Mu Zi's nightdress sleeves with blood marks, like soft and stretched bright red flowers and leaves, bewitching and ghostly.

Mu Zi walked slowly into the house with her bird, and in the night, her figure was fluttering, and her skirt was light, like a white ghost.

She washed her hands, changed into clean pajamas, cleaned up Xiao Yan, and carefully wiped the blood stains on the bird's beak and claws.

Then, she sat down on the living room couch and thought about the events of the evening.

She found that she couldn't do it on her own. At the same time, she also thought about how Murong Cheng's subordinates handled the corpses in an orderly manner in the manor castle......

And right now, she needs that help.

Mu Zi called Murong Cheng, although he was afraid of him, but when he was in trouble, the first person he would think of was him.

Maybe even she didn't know it, subconsciously, she had already regarded Murong Cheng as a dependent.

Because this man is very strong, so strong that it seems that there is no problem that he can't solve, so strong that he ...... As long as she is by his side, she can not be afraid of anything.

The phone at three o'clock in the morning rang and was connected.

Mu Zi's voice was soft and calm: "Brother, something happened at home, can you come back?" ”

What kind of things need to call at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night?

Murong Cheng's heart sank, knowing that something must have happened to Mu Zi.

"I'll be back now." He didn't ask much and hung up.

While waiting for Murong Cheng to come back, Mu Zi went outside the house.

Fearing that the security guards on night patrol would find the body, she stood guard from a distance and picked up Mu Ling's lost mobile phone.

The recording function of the mobile phone is on, and nearly twenty minutes of video has been recorded, Mu Zi dialed the video to the very beginning, and saw how the man climbed up to the bay window platform on the second floor little by little and pried open her window...... Then, falling.

At the moment of the fall, the video screen shook violently, as if the photographer was startled.

Mu Zi turned off her phone expressionlessly.

She walked towards the artificial lake, silent, like a ghost wandering in the garden.

All the way to the lake, raised his hand and threw it lightly, and the phone fell into the lake, leaving only layers of light fresh water lines......