"Puppetry!"

Ghost Cry shook his head with a smile, shook off the blood from his hands, and walked out the door.

Nangong and Cai Wei were at the door, but they didn't come in because they hated the smell. As for Cao Qingyun, he had already vomited, his face was pale and his expression was frightened.

When the ghost cried out, the three of them gathered around and asked about the situation.

As soon as the ghost cried and told the situation, the three of them didn't look good. This kind of puppet trick is really too evil and sensational.

"Senior brother. Looking at Cao Qingyun, who was about to vomit again, the ghost cried and patted him on the shoulder: "It seems that you are half right, although the murderer is not in the room, but the murder weapon was really in the room from the beginning." ”

It's just that everyone didn't expect that the murder weapon would be a corpse, and it was cremated afterwards.

"With such a puppet technique, the murderer must not be far away at that time. Nangong's tone was hurried: "We have to hurry up and find out who is the closest person to the puppet in the recent period." ”

The other three felt justified, and then quickly found the butler. The housekeeper immediately gave birth to a back of white sweat, and hurriedly gathered people to check, the young grandmother's girl has been acting strangely recently, and she went out this morning, and she has not come back until now.

"It's probably her!" the ghost cried to the big black horse, and asked the housekeeper to find the bedding that the maid usually slept on. The big black horse sniffed, and immediately ran out of the door, sniffing vigorously on the street.

Fortunately, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and most people stay at home because the weather is too cold.

But soon, the clue was broken.

They broke into a dilapidated house, and a group of beggars watched in panic.

The smell was mixed in, masked by the smell, and it was a bit of a long time, so I couldn't find it at all after such a delay.

"Damn!" Even Cao Qingyun, who had been coping with things, was in a hurry, slammed his fist against the wall, and then screamed in pain.

Now it was too late to find anyone, so I had to go back and ask several victims' homes.

This time, it was found out, and sure enough, the situation was the same as that of the chief bookkeeper, the women who died with the official always had a servant who suddenly became strange by their side, both male and female, and suddenly disappeared after the unification incident.

However, they are so inconspicuous, and such a big thing has happened in the family, so that no one cares about their life or death, so that such an obvious flaw has been hidden until now.

No wonder, no wonder the murderer targeted the county lieutenant from the beginning, first let the squad room mess up, and target the heads who are good at solving cases one by one.

Compared to these head catchers, the disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion relied too much on spells, and without spells, in the face of this kind of case, their ability to find the murderer was really not as good as those experienced head catchers.

Several people returned to the station of the Demon Slaying Pavilion in this county town, and when they arrived at the study, they flipped through the piles of books.

It is suspected to be spider silk, puppetry, good at disguised as others, and the ability to refine zombies.

The more Cao Qingyun thought about it, the more familiar he felt, and as he flipped through it, he suddenly shouted: "Don't look for it, I know who it is." ”

"Who is it?" Ghost Cry, Cai Wei and Nangong's voices sounded at the same time.

"Daoist Qian, Daoist Qian, you not only hurt yourself, but also hurt us!"

Cao Qingyun beat his chest and paused, and said: "It's the eldest disciple of Daoist Qian, Qianmian Lang, and the road number is Luzhu." ”

Fifteen years ago, at that time, Cao Qingyun had not yet attained Taoism, just a merry rich man who liked to cultivate Taoism, like women, and like Qinglou.

At that time, a major event happened in Ziyun Mountain, not far from this county seat.

Here's the thing, the head of the Purple Cloud Mountain White Mao Sect got a treasure, called the Demon Mirror, which flowed out of Kunlun and was said to have been made by a real person in Kunlun.

This demon mirror is very magical, as long as you take a photo, you can find out who is mortal, who is extraordinary, and who is a non-human monster.

The head is very happy, and he is happy like a child of seven or eight hundred years old, holding a mirror all day long.

As a result, one day, it shone on his own apprentice Sun Luzhu. The two of them didn't care, Luzhu had just returned to the mountain, and it wasn't clear, and the head of the house was just playing casually, and he didn't take it seriously, he liked to see the white light flashing on the mirror, but unfortunately, many apprentices and grandchildren are mortals, after all, if you want to take that step, it's not that simple, so most of the time the mirror is not responsive.

As a result, this photo revealed something, and the demon mirror glowed red.

If the demon mirror does not change, it means that it is a mortal, and if it emits white light, it means that it is an extraordinary person who has attained enlightenment, but if it emits red light, it means that the other party is a non-human monster.

The two were stunned for a moment at the same time, and the head of the house looked again, and the mirror glowed red. At this moment, Lu Zhu also sensed that something was wrong, because he saw that the face of the viewer had changed.

Before he could react, the head of the house made a move and quickly took down the green bead.

If it's just like this, there won't be much to follow, and the problem will be with Qian Daochang.

When Qian Daochang heard the news, he thought that his apprentice had committed something, so he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and went to ask his master, that is, the head of the white-haired faction.

As a result, the head of the house stunned him with one sentence: "Your apprentice is an inhuman monster. ”

For this, where is Qian Daochang willing to believe it, this apprentice has been with him for 200 years, if it was a monster, he would have already revealed his flaws.

But then, the facts were in front of him.

The head personally went to Shushan to ask for an elixir that could make the monster show its original form, and forcibly gave it to the green bead.

Of course Lu Zhu refused, and neither did his master Qian Daochang. This elixir, ordinary people will be poisoned alive after eating it, even if they are enlightened people, they will have their vitality damaged and cultivate for several years.

However, the head of the family couldn't tolerate this, he sacrificed the ancestral white-haired zombie and forced the elixir to pour into Green Bead, and as a result, Green Bead turned into a big black-haired spider.

Qian Daochang's eyes rolled and he fainted.

When he woke up, he learned that his master was very angry, thinking that a monster had come in and insulted his mountain gate, and wanted to execute him.

Qian Daochang couldn't bear it in his heart and begged hard, but the head didn't listen, and threw him into the corpse cave, making him think about it in front of the wall.

Who knows, 200 years is too long, even if he learned that his apprentice was a monster that disgusted him, but he still couldn't bear to let his apprentice die, so he sneaked out of the cave that night, set a fire, attracted his attention, and released the green bead, that is, the thousand face lang.

The next day, when the head learned the news, he was furious, deprived Qian Daochang of the zombies he had worked so hard to refine, and expelled Qian Daochang from the sect, so Qian Daochang came to Yizhuang and lived here.

Because of taking that vicious elixir, Luzhu's vitality was greatly damaged, and his strength was seven out of ten, and he had no ability to take revenge at all, so even if he was unwilling, he could only knock on the leftovers of the white hair faction, but every time he made a move, the white hair faction was not doing much, and he himself was made full of embarrassment.

But fortunately, his ability to escape is really powerful, and his brain is very active, but he also broke into a thousand-faced bandit.

The story should have ended here.

After that, either the thousand faces saw that there was no hope of revenge, left the country, and never came back. Either continue to find trouble with the white-haired pie, and then one day finally miss, get caught, or be broken down into materials, or be burned to death.

However, who knows that today, 15 years later, the situation is reversed.