Liu Lang let go of the right hand that grabbed the woman, but his left hand kept grasping. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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The woman threw herself on the ground, gasping for breath, looked at Liu Lang's left hand in horror, and begged for mercy again: "Also, I hope you will let my son go." ”

In the emptiness and emptiness, Liu Lang grabbed a little ghost.

Although Liu Lang can't see it with the naked eye, now that he has broken through the third level of the ghost king's trick, he can deal with this ghost thing in the dark by instinct alone.

Sure enough, a thin little boy slowly appeared in Liu Lang's left hand.

The little boy also rolled his eyes, unable to see, baring his fangs, naked from top to bottom, and his hands and feet were dry, but the appearance was terrifying.

Liu Lang snorted coldly, did not answer, and asked sharply: "You say!" ”

The woman glanced at the little boy and trembled, "Okay, I, I'll say." ”

The woman's name was Cuizhi, and to be precise, she was now a dead person.

The woman knew that she could not escape, but when she looked at Liu Lang, she also realized that he was not sent by that person at all, and a trace of hope rose inexplicably in her heart.

"I—I used to be from the Dark Witch Cult, but, but since my man died, I, my life is worse than death."

One sentence couldn't help but make Liu Lang stunned, "Are you from the Dark Witch Sect?" ”

The woman didn't dare to hide it, and nodded again and again: "My former husband and I are both from the Dark Witch Sect. Later, after my husband died, I went with another man, and this man was with me not because he liked me, but because he coveted my puppetry. ”

When Liu Lang heard this, his eyes became sharp, looked at the woman, snorted coldly, and slowly let go of his left hand.

The little ghost broke free of his restraints and hurriedly swooped behind the woman. Only half of his head was exposed, staring at Liu Lang in horror.

When the woman saw that Liu Lang had let go of the little ghost, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes. Hurriedly said: "I, the man I followed later was the one who killed our mother. ”

"Lu Zhen?"

The woman was stunned, as if she didn't expect Liu Lang to know. But he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, he, he forced me to get puppetry from me, but I refused to give it to him, so he extracted the souls of our mothers and locked one soul and three spirits upstairs, so that our souls could not leave this building, unable to reincarnate, and suffered day after day." ”

No wonder there was a cold smell coming from the room upstairs. It turned out to be the reason for the imprison of the soul.

At this time, Liu Lang also understood, looked at the woman, and then looked at the window against the wall.

The window was sealed with newspapers, which was why the woman was afraid of light.

Unconsciously moved his gaze to the two photos, and compared them again, Liu Lang found that the woman and the little boy in the photos were the women and ghosts in front of him.

Liu Lang's eyes narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "You have already died?" ”

The woman nodded emphatically and replied tremblingly: "I, I'm just living with the help of mud now, controlling a few homeless people to monitor Lu Zhen, but, but I can't find his weakness at all." ”

said. Endless pain flashed across the woman's face.

Mud body?

Liu Lang was stunned again, and hurriedly asked, "The puppet technique you said refers to the clay figure technique?" ”

The woman couldn't help but wonder, and looked up at Liu Lang carefully: "You, who are you?" Do you know this clay figurine? ”

After pondering for a moment, Liu Lang nodded: "What was the name of your former husband?" ”

"He—his name is Li Shenglong."

"The Dark Witch Sect's Seven Scattered Hall Master?"

"Huh? You, you are? ”

"Hehe, I'm the current leader of the Dark Witch Cult."

When the woman heard this, she was immediately shocked, and hurriedly pulled the little ghost to kneel on the ground, "The sect leader is above, and the subordinates don't know." ”

The body trembled violently, and the woman didn't dare to look at Liu Lang squarely, but the intention of asking for help was obvious.

It's really pitiful to look at a woman. Liu Lang's voice also slowed down a lot, and he helped the woman up. He said in a deep voice: "You tell Lu Zhen's crimes one by one and what happened to you, and I will give you justice." ”

"Yes, yes. Master. ”

Women don't dare to slack off and tell what happened to them one by one.

It turned out that the woman was following Li Shenglong, but Li Shenglong had no news for some reason, and it was rumored in the church that he had died.

As a result, Lu Zhen under the Qisan Hall offered all kinds of courtesy, and took down the woman lightly when she was most vulnerable.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhen had a bad plan, and after being with a woman, he has been using various methods to trick women's clay figurines.

The woman didn't think much about it at first, but just taught him some rough clay figurines, but later Lu Zhen's true nature was exposed, forcing the woman to hand over Li Shenglong's advanced clay figurines.

The woman finally realized Lu Zhen's plot and would rather die than give in.

As a result, the woman was not Lu Zhen's opponent at all, and together with the little boy, Lu Zhensheng's soul was extracted and one soul and three spirits were locked.

Liu Lang was filled with hatred when he heard this, and quickly asked, "What method did Lu Zhen use to lock up that soul and three spirits?" ”

The woman raised her head, looked at the ceiling, and said with a frightened face: "I, I don't know, it's just that as soon as I get close to the third floor, my body will be as painful as tearing, let alone close to that room?" ”

"Where's this little ghost?"

"He, he's my ex-husband's child, he's innocent!"

As she spoke, the woman couldn't stop crying.

Liu Lang looked at the little ghost's timid appearance, and couldn't help but feel pity, "Okay, you wait, I'll go and release your imprisoned soul and three spirits." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the woman to answer, Liu Lang turned around and walked out of the room.

Wu Nuannuan was standing at the door, and suddenly saw Liu Lang rushing out, and just wanted to open his mouth, but heard Liu Lang say: "Officer Wu, I'll go up first, and I'll be back soon, you make a record of the woman inside." ”

Wu Nuannuan glanced into the room in a daze, and her pupils contracted instantly.

Although he has seen a lot of supernatural events, but when he saw a ghost child suddenly appear, Wu Nuannuan's heart still jumped twice.

Liu Lang was very fast, and when Wu Nuannuan turned his head to look, he had already run up to the third floor.

After a little hesitation, Wu Nuannuan still walked into the room, cleaned up his mood a little, and asked carefully.

For some details, Officer Wu is indeed better than Liu Lang.

said that Liu Lang went up to the third floor and came to the door of the room at the scene of the fire again.

Kick the plank away.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind blew out of thin air, and the cold air blew Liu Lang shivering.

"It's so heavy."

Liu Lang muttered to himself in his heart, unconsciously that something was wrong.

If it is only imprisoned by one soul and three spirits, where can there be such a heavy yin qi?

The room was also dark, and the windows had long been sealed, making it impossible to see at all.

Liu Lang took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function and shone inside.

The room is not big, only two rooms inside and outside, and the total is only thirty or forty square meters.

The walls and floors were all blackened, and you can see the fierceness of the fire at that time.

There was almost nothing in the outhouse, and the site was not cleaned, except for a layer of dust, which almost retained the traces of the original incineration.

After looking around left and right, and finding nothing abnormal, Liu Lang turned to the inner room.

But as soon as I walked to the door of the inner room, the temperature dropped sharply a few points, and the yin wind rose out of nowhere, approaching with a biting chill. (To be continued.) )